Insecure Beta Shinso And Omega Reader, Shinso Is Just So So In Love With You He Loves Being Around You

stardew valley update: I’m currently seducing Elliot because I feel like if I get everyone to ten hearts I’ll feel some sense of accomplishment, and it just feels like. Buddy. I know you’re gay. You know I have five girlfriends already. Maybe we can just be buddies and I can keep bringing you duck feathers since you like those. Maybe you should ask Shane or Harvey out.

one of the reasons those ‘fanfiction isn’t on the same level as REAL books’ posts are so dumb specifically is where we see this conversation play out. someone says ‘fanfiction isn’t REAL literature’, someone disagrees with them or tries to present examples of ‘real’ books being transformative to some degree, and then the op replies with ‘i don’t know how to tell you this but your 40k word omegaverse destiel coffee shop fanfiction isn’t the same as dante’s inferno’ like what a brilliant take. what a genius take. what a genius thing to say that’s very motivated by intellectual honesty. incredible

— 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 + 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬.

characters: bokuto, daishou, goshiki, matsukawa, meian

a/n: *yelling like a hawker* big breeder balls! get your big breeder balls here!

content warnings for each character at the beginning of their respective section!

contains 18+ content. minors dni or i will cry.

— 𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨.

cw: cumplay, multiple orgasms, daddy kink, princess (cunt) used once (1)

he's almost scared to let you touch his balls— they're so big, so heavy, so fucking sensitive

it all comes to a head one day when you find him curled up in bed, hand running feather-light over his balls as he sobs and twitches

the towel under his hips is nearly soaked through with the amount of cum that he's milked from himself, and you have to consciously prevent yourself from walking over and licking it all up

he's a little mortified that you've walked in to see him like this, but you soon show him just how much you love his fat balls, situating yourself between his thick thighs and lapping over his cum-covered skin

he loses track of how much he cums that night, but when he wakes up, he's shocked at how good it feels for his balls to be empty— he's dealt with the heavy fullness for so long that he didn't even realize how much it hurt until you helped him out

what he doesn't realize (and he quickly discovers) is that the relief only lasts for a couple of hours before his balls feel uncomfortably tight and achy again

what else can he do but ask his baby to help him out again?

the sensitive underside of bokuto's shaft drags against your nose, and you nearly pass out from arousal when a growl rips from his chest. you've always loved it when your daddy rides your face— his thighs make perfect earmuffs, his cock rests nice and heavy against your cheek, and his balls are so nice to suck on. plus, you get to make your daddy feel good, and there's truly no better feeling in the world.

"fuck, princess— you're making daddy's balls feel so good, so good— take it, take it, take it—" bokuto humps your face, relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. "'m gonna cum again—!"

sure enough, his cum splatters across your face, adding to the mess that he'd made with his previous orgasms, and he bucks his hips weakly, drawing out his pleasure as long as he can. his thick thighs bracket your face, and the smell of his musk makes your eyes roll back in your head. he's dizzyingly hot as he drags his balls over your face and smears his cum all over your skin, and you think you could die happy like this.

his balls twitch once, twice, against the desperate laving of your tongue, and he groans, the sound rumbling through your body, before he pulls off. the whine you let out is mortifying—or it would be, if you were any less aroused.

"daddy, why'd you take them away?" you pout as he crawls off your face, and he grins, settling himself between your legs and licking a line of his own cum off your cheek. his big, rough hands spread you wide, and you're suddenly aware of how exposed you are, how filthy you look. the heated drag of his gaze over your drooling pussy doesn't help the slight sting of humiliation, but the way he teases the head of his leaking cock over your slit makes your brain shudder and shut down, all worries forgotten in favor of focusing on how good the tip of his fat cock feels between your lips.

"i had to save some cum for my sweet little princess cunt, didn't i?" he pushes in, and you're lost to the delicious, overwhelming stretch of his cock against your plush walls. "after all, what kind of daddy would i be if i didn't breed you full?"

— 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮.

cw: cockwarming, slight consensual somnophilia, cumplay, daddy kink

he likes it when you keep his balls warm his your mouth, especially when his cock is soft

he just thinks it's so cute how your eyes go hazy and blissed-out as you mouth over his sensitive skin

the way you nuzzle against the undersize of his soft cock is even cuter, and needless to say, he doesn't stay soft for long

it becomes a weekend routine between the two of you, and he loves how casual it feels to put on some movie that you both love and push you between his thick thighs

sometimes, you'll fall asleep with his balls in your mouth, and he can't help but think you look absolutely beautiful, eyelids fluttering and face illuminated by the soft light of the television

he'll gently shake you awake as he cums all over your face— he can't resist how you blink up at him, all dazed and sleepy, as he coats your face in his thick, sticky seed

don't worry— he'll help you clean it up after, pulling you into his lap and licking your face clean even as his cock throbs inside of you

he'll cum again with the taste of his own cum on his tongue, his cock as deep inside you as he can get it

he always tells you that those are the best orgasms— nothing feels better to him than getting to breed his baby nice and full

"suguru?" you're aware of something heavy and warm falling out of your mouth at the words, and something inside of your mourns the loss even as you blink up at him, slightly disoriented. upon second glance, you realize that you've fallen asleep on his balls again, and you sigh, nuzzling your face back into his lap and letting his precum smear over your cheek.

"good morning, baby." daishou's hand pets gently over your hair, but his voice is strained as you take his balls back into your mouth where they belong. "or technically, good evening."

you're not too worried about the technicalities of time— not when his balls are so warm and full in your mouth, and his cock is so nice and heavy across your face— so you hum in response, eyes fluttering back closed at his choked groan. "mmmm."

it's nice. you don't have to worry about much when you're like this. all you need to focus on is maintaining the gentle suction around your boyfriend's balls and luxuriating in the deep, breathy groans that rumble through his chest.

"what a good pet," he murmurs. "hand?"

hand—? oh. you reach your hand up for him, and he laces your fingers together tightly as the sensitive underside of his cock drags against your skin, smearing his pre-cum over your cheek.

"fuck, that's it," he groans, his grip on your hand tightening. "wait—" his voice takes on a note of panic, but his free hand goes to the back of your head, forcing his twitching balls further into your mouth. "wait, please, don't wanna cum yet, baby, please—!"

you manage to pull off, but it's too late, and he cries out, his cock kicking as he spills all over your face. your free hand massages his balls on instinct, leaving his cock untouched, and he whimpers as you roll his sensitive sac between your fingers.

"you're so pretty when you cum, daddy." you nuzzle your head against his thigh and run a single finger over the sensitive skin of his sac, careful to keep his cum from staining his pants, "always so pretty, and it's all for me."

his muscles twitch under your gentle, teasing touch, and he hauls you up, manhandling you into his lap. he's still hard— you didn't expect anything less— and he laps at your face with his tongue as his cock splits you wide open, moaning at the taste of his own cum.

"yeah? you think daddy's pretty when he cums for you?" it would sound cocky if his eyes weren't glued to the place where his cock disappears inside of you. "i think we can arrange for that to happen again. let me breed you this time, baby. i promise i'll make more of those pretty faces that you like so much."

well... when he puts it like that, how can you resist?

— 𝐠𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢.

cw: cumplay, multiple orgasms, brief explanation of the male refractory period

okay, first off— he's got the prettiest balls. they're so smooth and fat and round— nobody can blame you for needing them in your mouth or slapping against your skin as often as possible

he’s just so cute— even when he’s topping/domming you, he can’t help but cum nearly instantly inside of you

he just feels too good! it’s not his fault!

don’t worry though!! his balls are much too heavy and full to only cum once!!

he has no idea just how lovely his balls are- he thinks everyone needs to cum over and over and over again to get any sort of relief

he’ll beg you to squeeze him harder, to take him deeper, to milk him dry. all he wants is to finally stop aching, and his brain goes blanker and dumber with every orgasm until he's mindless and fucked-stupid over you

he gets addicted to sensation of cum dripping out of his cock, and he’ll go absolutely feral whenever he remembers the sheer bliss of his balls emptying inside of you

"i'm cumming—!" goshiki shudders over you, his hands digging into your hips. "fuuuuck."

already? sure enough, you can feel him spilling messily inside of you, painting your insides white. his cum feels nice as it coats your walls, but a part you can't help but be a little bit disappointed. goshiki isn't inexperienced by any means— he'd proved it with how he'd eaten you out earlier— and you had expected him to last a little longer than 2 minutes.

still, you tamp down your disappointment and kiss him gently, hoping he can't hear the resignation in your voice. at least you'd gotten off on his tongue earlier— that had been a really good orgasm, and the way he'd forced your thighs open to let him continue ravaging your cunt would stay in your mind forever.

"yeah? you like my tight little pussy? feels good, tsutomu— you really bred me nice and full." you wince— you've never heard less-convincing dirty talk in your life— but it's too late to change your tone now. you go to wriggle out from under him, but he stops you, a confused look on his face.

"where are you going? i haven't even made you cum yet!" still, he backs away, lets you go, his cock slipping out of your pussy. "i mean, if you don't want to keep going, i guess it's fine..."

it's ridiculous how cute this absolute giant of a man can be when he pouts, and he pulls you up off the bed and into his arms. he leans in close, letting you feel his breath against the shell of your ear. "...but i was really looking forward to feeling you cum around my cock."

"doesn't—? doesn't it hurt for guys to cum more than once?" you try desperately to keep your train of thought, but his voice in your ear combined with the feeling of his cum dripping out of your pussy distracts you, and you feel your brain go a little hazy. "don't wanna make you hurt, 'tomu."

"what kind of guys have you been sleeping with? can't cum more than once?" any aura of sex appeal he might have had disappears, and he looks at you, genuinely confused. "how are they satisfied with just one? i have to jack off at least three times before my balls stop aching, and even then, they're still super heavy!"

it's your turn to stare back at him, nonplussed. "tsutomu. people with penises typically have a refractory period of around 15 minutes, meaning they can't cum more than once every 15 minutes without feeling pretty intense overstimulation. from what i've heard, it can get really painful."

"...huh. that sounds disappointing." his still-hard cock bobs up and down once, as if agreeing, and your eyes lock on the bead of pre-cum that trails down his shaft.

"yeah, tell me about it. it sucked— wait, 'tomu—!" if you'd been paying any more attention, you wouldn't have missed the glint in his eye, but as it is, he takes you by surprise, and you squeak as he manhandles you back down on the bed, looming over you.

"i'm sorry that the men you slept with before were weak. let me make it up to you, baby." he ruts his cock against you, moaning in your ear. "'m not gonna stop until you're begging me to— gonna make sure i fill your empty little pussy just how you've always wanted. sound good?"

— 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚.

cw: mating press, vibrators, daddy kink, bondage

he loves to use you like a little cumdump

when you both have days off, he’ll ease you into a mating press and tie you up just like that, making sure that the ropes are nice and comfy against your skin

he keeps a nice, vibrating plug inside of you while he works

when he's feeling a little tense, he'll push open the door to your bedroom and unplug you, only jerk off into your sweet, pulsing hole

he doesn't even give you the pleasure of feeling his thick cock stretching you out— he'll ease the tip into your pussy and fill you up just like that

you're just a little hole meant for carrying his cum, after all— you haven't earned the his cock, not yet

by the end of the day, though, his balls are still ridiculously heavy, and he'll finally, finally fuck you deep

his cum spills out of you with every thrust of his hips, but don't worry— after he milks his balls nice and empty, he'll finger all of the rest back into your pussy

he can't have you wasting any of his cum, after all

"you ready for another load, baby?" matsukawa's voice startles you out of your haze, and you just barely manage to focus your eyes on his pretty, smirking face. "your daddy's feeling real stressed— 'm really pent-up today."

the familiar schlick-schlick-schlick of his hand on his cock fills the room, blending with the buzz of the vibrator inside of you in a lewd symphony. you whine, overwhelmed and overstimulated but still so desperate.

he'd already cum inside of you at least four times in the past couple of hours, and while you loved the feeling of his cum spreading inside of you, it was wholly, completely unsatisfying. no matter how much you begged, he refused to fuck you, choosing to jerk off on your pussy and finger his cum back into you instead. you've been patient, you've been a good girl, but now— now, you've had enough, and you can't stop your outburst. "daddy, no!"

he raises a single eyebrow at you, letting go of his cock and turning down your vibrator. the resulting silence is deafening, and you're all too aware of how exposed you are. if he would just reach out and unplug you...

"no, baby? you don't want my cum?" he sighs, long and exaggerated, before going back to palming his cock. "and here i was about to fuck it into your ungrateful little cunt. i guess i'll just... let it go to waste."

true to his word, his hand speeds back up on his cock, and he groans, loud and showy. it's not a bluff— he's left you wet and wanting before— and you practically fall over yourself to apologize, your tone going frantic and panicked as you watch his cock drool precum.

"no, daddy, 'm sorry, 'm sorry, i didn't mean it— 'm sorry." to your horror, you can't stop the sobs from welling up in your throat, and your voice breaks as you plead with him. "daddy... i— i need you, i still feel so empty."

the way you're tied doesn't allow for much freedom of movement, but it's enough to let you spread your own pussy open with your fingers, exposing your creaming cunt to his heated gaze. "will you please fill me up again?"

that gets his attention, and his face softens even as he zeroes in on the way your walls flutter around the plug. "oh, sweetheart. all you had to do was ask."

— 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐚𝐧.

cw: daddy kink, breeding kink, wet + messy, mommy kink, praise kink

he’s such a gentle daddy, but nothing- nothing- gets him worked up more than the thought of breeding you nice and full

he’ll keep a little pillow under your hips to make sure that his cum stays nice and deep inside of you- you always swear you can feel it dripping into your womb with how much he stuffs you

he won’t stop fucking you even after he cums once- he loves the mess that forms between your bodies as his cum overflows out of your cute little pussy

he especially loves when his cum drips down and coats his balls- he always fucks you hard enough that his balls slap against your skin, and feeling of his thick, sticky cum coating the both of you only makes everything more sensitive

for him, the messier he can get you, the better— it always makes his balls throb when he watches his cum spill out of you in a thick, creamy mess

the head of meian's cock stretches your poor, abused pussy wide open, and you cry out, already shaking from overstimulation. you've lost count of how many times meian's cum inside of you tonight— all you know is the dirty grind of his hips, the delicious drag of his cock against your fluttering walls. "daddy, daddy, 's too much, i can't—!"

"yes, you can, my love," he rumbles in your ear, balls slapping against your ass with every devastating thrust. "you're such a good girl for me— my cock's fuckin' melting in this tight pussy, shit."

the praise has you drooling under him, and you cling to his broad shoulders as he cums again, right up against the entrance to your cervix. your hand scrabbles across the bedsheets, searching for something, and meian chuckles, a little breathless, before guiding your hand down to feel how heavy his balls still are.

"is this what you wanted to check, princess? wanted to see if daddy's balls were empty?" he gently nudges your hand away before rocking into you again. "don't worry— daddy's still got plenty of cum left for that greedy little pussy."

it's too full— you're too full— but he doesn't stop, and his cum spills out of your pussy as he continues to grind the head of his cock right up against your cervix. you're physically unable to fit any more of his thick, potent seed inside, and he frowns slightly at the way his cum leaks out of you, creamy and messy, before he grabs a pillow and shoves it under your hips to help you keep it all inside.

"don't waste it, sweetheart. gonna breed you so good, gonna make you a mommy." he finally slows down, pulling out of you and spreading your pussy wide with his fingers, just to see how much cum he's fucked into you. "look at how messy this pussy is for daddy— can you feel my cum dripping right into your womb, baby?"

it's a nonsensical question, but just as you're about to tell him so, he shoves back into you roughly, quite literally fucking your thoughts out of your brain. "d-daddy—!"

his cum and your slick mix, coating your puffy clit, his aching balls, and running down your ass. it's absolutely filthy, and you love it.

"what is it, baby? what do you need?"

"breed me again! breed me, breed me, breed me," you nearly wail when he lifts up your legs and presses them close to your chest, letting him stretch you that much wider, fill you that much deeper.

"there she is— there's my good fuckin' girl. can't ever say no to you, not when you beg so pretty." your head buzzes, goes blank, as he captures your lips in an incongruously sweet kiss, and the lewd, wet slapping of his skin against yours begins to fill the room again.

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drew some clothes for our snow boy

print available! here

tw non-con, misogyny

thinking about college incel shigaraki, some skinny nerd in your comp-sci class that despite never talking to you and claiming to hate all women, watches you enter and leave class. one day you walk past him and just smelling the perfume you have on has made him rock fucking hard. he says he hates women, they’re all sluts and whores who just need to be told what to do, yet he still jerks off alone in his dorm, getting off on this image that he created of you in his head. he’s never talked to you, yet he’s so sure of how you’ll react and respond to everything he does or says.

he knows what bands you like based on the t-shirts that you wear, you’re not a “poser,” and he knows what shoes and food you like, too. shigaraki is so convinced that you’re the one for him, that you can imagine his shock when you politely dodge his advances alone in the computer lab. he’s hit with the cruel realization that you are like other girls, and he’s stupid for thinking you were anything but a submissive bitch. you did nothing wrong- you were never mean to him, you never even sent him a dirty look or glare. but maybe you should’ve, because now you’re bent over one of the desks, tears in your eyes while you apologize and beg for him to stop. it’s adorable, the noises you make, when he sinks his cock into your body. he was right all along, you are perfect for him, you just needed a little convincing.

- disclaimer i do not actually support any of the shit i write about, especially in this thirst

- like + reblog is appreciated

chicken man….I love u 💙😔

Love isn't a Blessing

love isn’t a blessing by planetundersiege

Kiribaku Week 2021: Day 4: Hanahaki Disease

Bakugou never thought of himself as a person that would ever be in love.

Words: 420, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Kiribaku Week 2021

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Additional Tags: Angst, Drabble, Wordcount: 100-500, KiriBaku Week 2021, Unhappy Ending, Hanahaki Disease, AU

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30858302

Sorry to bother you with my thoughts but i REALLY want to jerk a mouthy boy’s off in a locker room/public bathroom/changing room or anywhere semi public and having his shirt rolling up so he can bite on the hem of his own shirt to muffle his noises ya know 😐 your hand lazily stroking his cock as you tell him to be still (but you secretly love the way his shaky thighs trying to keep himself standing straight) and your hand that’s toying with his nipple move to wipe his falling tears 😐 i am thinking 😐 anyways can i be your regular anon dhdhdj

WARNINGS: nsfw, (18+) mdni. handjob, public sex, bodily fluids, bondage.

SUB!OIKAWA X DOM!READER

handjob in the locker room — headcanons.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: NO BC I’VE HAD OIKAWA BRAINROT FOR LIKE 2 WEEKS, SO BRAIN IMMEDIATELY GOES TO HIM!!1!2!2!2!

anyway, next time you come around, i’ll brainrot with you, but for now, here are some hcs/drabble thingies. 😎

SIDE NOTE: these r quick, and reader gets edged at the end HEHAHEHA

࿐ OIKAWA TŌRU — gym locker room;

“don’t fucking move, tōru.”

his drool was coating the fabric of his volleyball jersey, his whimpers muffled by it. heavy breaths echoed in the corner you two were standing in as he groaned, the wall of lockers barely shielding you from the entrance.

his arms were tied behind his back with your belt, the material digging into his wrists he pulled at it, arching his back, leaning his head against your shoulder.

as he stood, your arms looped through his, your chest pressed against back, and yours against the lockers.

your fingers dragged up and down his shaft, listening to his pretty moans as he bucked into your fist, watching as his hot pre-cum dripped onto the floor.

all the while, your other hand teased his nipples, pinching the sensitive bud between your index and thumb, gently rolling it, feeling him flinch in your arms.

you thought you could hear oikawa’s team asking where he was, if only his moans weren’t so damn loud.

the handle of the door clicked, and the sound of the creaking hinges startled you both. however, you still wanted to play.

“oikawa, are you in here? we’re ready to start practice.” one of his teammates asked, his voice booming throughout the — now — quiet room. other than the sticky sounds of tōru’s cum being used as lubricant for your hand.

leaning down, smiling as your lips grazed the crook of his neck, you parted them, grazing his pale skin with your teeth.

“be quiet, baby.. don’t wanna get caught in such an embarrassing position..” your low voice rumbles into his ear.

picking up the pace of your hand, you stroke his cock faster, rubbing circles into his tip as you did so. his thighs began to shake as he held his breath, face turning red as he squeezed his eyes shut.

his body involuntarily thrusted into the pressure of your tight fist, coaxing his orgasm to come faster. as he did so, a quick little whimper left his throat.

“or do you want to get caught? gonna cum while your friend’s in here, tōru? want him to see what a mess you are, watch you cum?” you coo, teasing him, but to your surprise, he nodded.

“what a dirty little whore you are..”

5/3/21

“Tell me everything!”

Wanted to make a cute comic of Jas and Hale~

She doesn’t understand children lol.

PART TWO

PART THREE

edit: added page numbers because the format is confusing lol

💕 How the Bachelors Propose to You:

Alex: He would bring you near the bathhouse late one fall evening. After spending some time in the warm water surrounded by each other’s arms, he would take out the mermaids pendant and put it on you. The two of you would stay in the bathhouse alone, listening to the sounds of the water and looking out at the moon through the windows.

Elliott: Elliott would take you to the beach one night, walking barefoot in the sand by the water. He would slowly start dancing with you, whispering how much he loves you and how much you mean to him. He will get on one knee and take out the mermaids pendant, looking into your eyes and taking in how amazing you look in the moonlight. After he puts it on you, the two of you continue to slowly dance by the water.

Harvey: Harvey is extremely shy, he’s scared to tell you how he feels as he fears being rejected. Instead of using his words, he will bring you to his house one night, his apartment decorated with cute fairy lights and flowers everywhere. He will pretend to show you a model plane he’s working on only for you to find the pendant on it. Finding courage, he will explain why he wants to marry you and why you mean so much to him. He puts the pendant on you and Harvey plays calming music while you eat dinner together and talk about how you both feel.

Sam: Sam will invite you to his house one night, bringing you into his bedroom and letting you sit on his bed while he plays an instrumental song on acoustic guitar. You both enjoy sitting in the room and focusing on the music. All of a sudden Sam stops playing the guitar, asking you to go into his bin of guitar pics and get him one. You look in the bin to find the mermaids pendant in there. He laughs, enjoying the surprise on your face. You say yes, hugging him and putting on the pendant. You ask him to play a couple songs for you and he gladly plays them.

Sebastian: He will take you on a ride on his motorcycle while the sun is setting. He loves to watch your hair blow in the wind in his mirror while he is driving, taking in your content and relaxed face as you enjoy the fresh hair. He takes you to a nice spot on top of a hill, looking out to a lake. He will talk to you about how he feels so much happier being with you and how he feels like he has more of a purpose now that you two are together. He talks about how he never wants the feeling to go away, and then proposes to you. He holds you the entire evening, not wanting to let you go. Every so often he will give you kisses and whisper how much you mean to him. He’ll let you wear his sweater to keep you warm. He wants to make sure you are comfortable.

Shane: Shane tries to fall asleep during a thunderstorm but can’t, having a trauma response to the sound of thunder from when he was at the cliffs. His mind goes dark until he reminds himself that you are with him and you made his life so much better. He realizes that the thoughts aren’t enough and he needs you with him. He goes to your farm, knocking on the door quickly. As you open the door, he’s drenched from the rain. He instantly kisses you passionately, then gets on one knee. He pulls out the pendant, trying to find the words to say, and before he could say anything, you kiss him for what feels like minutes. You put the pendant on and kiss him, saying yes with every peck.