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I really like how you write gojo and bakugou, do you have any upcoming posts about them?

No, not really 😔, but I really do enjoy writing for them as well :)

hi it’s me again and thank you for writing about kiri from bitter work!! you’re the best :)

Oh! Thank you! I was actually thinking about making an update to it, I’m not really satisfied so I plan on adding something else to it later today before leaving it as it is, but thank you for reading 😊

umeji nsfw a-z list?? of course you don't have to do it if you don't feel like it, and but if you do, please take your time!! thank you in advance!! <3

I like the idea 😏

so does reader ever find out that gojo is the dad?

Don’t know 😜

Headcanons for ayato aishi slowly falling for his ex best friend reader whos now acts like they doesnt know him and avoid them because they knew their true self and tried to kill them in the past

Thank you for being my first request 😊, I hope you enjoy.

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Yandere! Seijuro Akashi x Fem! Reader x Daiki Aomine.

Warnings: Yandere themes, sexual themes, smut, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, squirting, creampie, degradation, humiliation.

Summary: Akashi and Aomine are aware that they like the same person, much to Akashi's dismay; Aomine makes the first move, unaware of how far Akashi's willing to go to get what he wants.

W/C: 1.9k+

Everyone was shocked at first, how was it possible that someone was able to tame Daiki Aomine? But as time progressed, girls especially, would constantly whisper about how you wouldn’t last, how sooner or later, you would just end up like the other girls, thrown away, forgotten. Nothing mattered, not how he started going to practice because you insisted, how he actually started to get his grades up, or even treated Momoi better than how he usually does.

It was hard at first, to get past the jealousy of the many girls who wanted him, but you were able to ignore them with the help of your boyfriend; another reason why they thought he was just faking it, Daiki Aomine, a supportive boyfriend? No way. The only one who fully supported your relationship was Momoi who also offered unwavering support, though unknowingly to you, there was one person who deeply despised your relationship, their hate far outweighing anybody else’s.

Seijuro Akashi.

He loathed Daiki Aomine. How dare he, a former teammate, friend, date you while knowing he harbored feelings for you. Akashi had never wanted to ruin someone so badly, he wanted to ruin his reputation, his name, title, he wanted to ruin everything for him, and even then, it wouldn’t be enough. He wouldn’t stop until Aomine was on the ground, begging for forgiveness, desperately crawling to move forward.

Akashi won’t stop until he stays down.

~.~

“I’m not sure about this.” You quietly speak in Aomine’s ear, the sound of the loud music muffling your voice to anybody else. “Don’t worry, no one will come looking for us.” He nonchalantly replies, having you reconsider. He’s probably right, after all, the party is being held downstairs, the music so loud the walls shake, and with so many guests around, nobody would notice two gone. “… Okay.” You nervously agree.

~.~

Akashi walks through the sea of people with an irritated look on his face, continuing to look for you to no avail. That’s the only reason he’d ever be in such a repulsive environment, but to think you’d actually come to a party like this, pairs and even groups of people sucking each other’s faces in every corner, people dancing in provocative manners, others nearly humping each other, the music just about to blow people’s eardrums with the stench of alcohol reaching every inch of the house, the things he does for you…

It’s nice to know he came all the way to such a revolting place for nothing, maybe his intel was wrong, no, it’s never been wrong. He moves towards the stairs and takes them to the second floor where it’s less agitated, instantly feeling a small sense of relief with how much more spacious it is compared to the first floor. He walks along the halls still in search for you, passing by a few doors and even fewer people, reaching the end of the hall.

With a small frustrated sigh, he turns on his heels and retraces his steps to the stairs but stops abruptly. He slowly turns his head towards the door on his right with a confused expression and stares for a moment. Did he just… hear you? It was so small he could’ve imagined it, but he knows that if he actually heard something, it has to be you, he would never mistaken your voice. He slowly approaches the door and carefully places his ear against, his fingers gently pressing on the wood.

He listens intently only to hear nothing in return, the music far too loud for him. He closes his eyes and creases his brows, focusing on whatever he might’ve heard, this time hearing something for sure, but still too low to make out what it is, the speakers from downstairs drowning out nearly every sound. Akashi moves to stand straight and places a hand on the doorknob, turning it quietly despite the loud music being able to muffle any click of it.

He slowly pushes the door open just a creek, barely enough for him to peek inside, and when he does; his eyes widen at the scene before him, his chest clenching unbearably tight, an empty pit in his stomach quickly forming and gripping the doorknob so tightly his hand shakes, almost downright shattering it while his body fills with an almost intoxicating amount of rage, feeling how his body burns at the sight.

How dare you, how dare you let Daiki Aomine defile you, and moan like a wanton whore while a brute uses your body in such an unruly and vulgar manner. The sickening sight makes him want to vomit, you; splayed on your back with Aomine crushing you under his massive weight while you hold onto him as if your life depended on it, both of your heads thrown back moaning without a care, fucking like animals.

He’s ruined you, Aomine just had to steal your innocence, in such a foul place, in such a barbaric manner, how dare you let someone treat you in such ways. Akashi had you on a pedestal, he could’ve treated you so much better, he could’ve worshipped you, yet you had to stop so low for someone like him, did you not have a single shred of dignity? How heinous. You’re wasted now. If you wanted to be treated like a whore, fine then, so be it.

Another loud moan leaves your mouth, your eyes squinting open a fraction while your mouth continues to hang open, noticing a frightening sight for a split second before a harsh thrust is given to the soft spot hidden in your soaked walls, having you letting out a scream and closing your eyes in the process. “Found it.” Aomine cockily comments, looking down at your trembling form, maintaining his front pressed against yours.

“Stop! Stop!” You shout and he quickly halts his movements. “What’s wrong?” He asks with clear concern, worried he did something wrong but only sees you staring at a closed door. “I… I saw someone.” You pant, out of breath from his relentless pace. “There’s no one there.” He looks back at you, but you can’t shake the split sight of someone staring at you with such rage, the way the intensity of their gaze had your heart and stomach clenching.

“No one’s there… relax.” He places wet kisses along your neck, slowly starting to move against you again, the feeling of his tip pressing into your cervix with such ease making you forget of your worries with a moan and your eyes rolling to the back of your head at how his girth stretches you beyond your limit, fat balls pressed tightly against you while you mentally thank how gentle he was the first few minutes to let you adjust to him.

“Love you… so… much.” He presses kisses on your skin in between the sentence. “Ah- I-” You let out broken moans, being past your limit as he starts to pick up his pace, letting out a small laugh at how easily he’s fucked you stupid, after all, this is all new to you. In no time, he sets the same punishing pace of hammering into you with the loud sound of skin slapping on skin, your wet juices leaking and your screams filling the room.

The wet plaps of his thrusts echo in the room as he holds you in a mating press, his eyes squeezed shut with a pleased look on his face, feeling how you hold onto his back with shaking hands, drops of sweat starting to form on your bodies. “I- I- I’M GONNA-!” You shout before he feels you releasing a thick stream of liquid soaking his pelvis with your insides squeezing him unbearably tight, triggering his own orgasm.

Slamming himself into you a last time, he holds himself as deep as he can, feeling how your release trails down to his thighs and his heavy clenching balls that press against you, emptying them into you and flooding your insides. He quietly holds you for a moment, letting you catch your breaths before pulling out his softened length, watching how his thick cum leaks out of you with a whine leaving your lips at the odd feeling.

You lay motionlessly as he gently wipes you clean, taking care of you before cleaning himself. You hear the quiet shuffling of clothes and feel how he helps put your clothes back on after a few minutes, having already dressed himself as well. Finally, he holds you in a tight hug at the foot of the unknown bed, embracing you tightly and placing a kiss on your temple. “Love you.” He murmurs against your skin. “I love you too.” You kiss him back.

He releases you from his arms and gently holds your hand in his larger one with a relaxed smile, walking behind you to the door with his eyes glued to you, your heart falling out of your chest as soon as you open it. Laughs start to fill your ears with various phones pointed at you as a deep hollow feeling starts to form in your stomach, looking like a deer caught in headlights with a massive crowd of people surrounding the doorway.

Your frozen stiff body refuses to let you move until you feel Aomine’s hand leaving you, snapping you back to reality and getting you to run from the embarrassing scene with the laughs growing louder behind you. Stopping outside the house with tears in your eyes, you notice a familiar face approaching and instantly run to him, throwing your arms around him and crying. “What’s wrong?” Akashi innocently asks.

“It’s Aomine, he- he got the people in the party to listen to us-” You pull away from the hug to explain while sobbing, interrupting yourself from finishing your sentence. “It’s alright.” He tries to console, rubbing the sides of your arms with his hands. “No it’s not! I’m the school’s joke now! I can’t go back like this.” You cry. “… Transfer to my school.” He blatantly says. “What?” You wipe your tears away. “Transfer to my school.” He repeats.

“… Nobody knows you there. You’ll be far more comfortable with me.” He suggests with a relaxed expression. You nod with a sniffle and place your arms around him again, having him hugging you back once again. This wasn’t part of the plan, initially; his only intention was to humiliate you, but was he glad that he accidentally spilled his drink on the speakers. He knew that you and Aomine would be so entranced in your horrid activities that you wouldn’t notice the sudden silence, outside of your own brawl of course.

After that, all he had to do was exit the house and walk back as if he was just getting to the party which you’d be too preoccupied to wonder what he was doing there. Understandably, he’s still upset at your betrayal, but he can’t stay mad at you for long, after all, you’re his queen. Sure you’re a bit confused right now, but soon enough he’ll have you back in line and you’ll be his perfect pristine queen again.

Akashi holds you in his arms in contentment, smiling softly at the path that lies ahead only to be interrupted by thumping coming from not too far behind you. He looks over to see Aomine standing at the doorway of the house where you committed that sinful act with him and stares at his fearful expression at the sight before him; you in front of the arms of not just another man, but Seijuro Akashi. Akashi gives a last pride-filled look at Aomine and turns away from him.

“Come, let’s leave.” He keeps an arm behind you around your back and walks you away from the man who corrupted you, being sure that he’s left him down in the dirt as he wanted.

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Me: *Living for Neteyam patting Lo'ak's head*

(Gif credits to me)

I loved courtship misunderstandings so much, it made me giddy!! can there be another part PLEASE 😭🙏

Thank you 😁 courtship misunderstanding had actually been sitting in my laptop docs finished for a while and I've also had a part 2 about 1k words away from being finished so I'll probably get around to finishing it soon

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