Hq Boys Post Wisdom Teeth Extraction

some fun sex tropes:

laughing during sex

and/or things going wrong during sex that leads to laughter

sex on a countertop/tabletop/sink because we couldn’t wait to get somewhere with cushions

kissing to stay quiet

biting to stay quiet

one person meticulously doing something entirely for the other’s benefit without expectation or need of reciprocation

“wow i did not know that was A Thing for me until right now and i’m totally fine with that but for the love of god keep doing it”

someone straddling the other while they’re “trying to read” and slowly getting them to put the book away

“you’re only allowed to sit there and watch until i tell you otherwise”

kissing anywhere but the lips

alternatively, touching anywhere but where the person desperately wants to be touched

“we couldn’t find a condom so we’re getting each other off in other ways” sex

anything involving the secretive brushing of fingertips against inner thighs in public spaces

sex with clothes half on/panties still on

the pleasant misuse of ties

sleepy morning kisses that accidentally turn intense

sero promises to give you the best ten minutes of your life. when you ask why its only ten minutes he goes "🥺 cause you're really pretty im going to cum really fast'

➵  it took you and kuroo far too long to learn that love was never singularly defined. it can be both striking and understated, sudden and unhurried, gentle and all-consuming. and most of all, it can be anything else in-between.

➵ pairing: kuroo tetsurou x f!reader

➵ warnings: f!reader, depictions of depression & anxiety

➵ genre: fluff, a little bit of angst, being a dumbass, slowburn

contents

✧ chapter 1

✧ chapter 2

✧ chapter 3

extras

after hours (takes place between chapter 2 & 3)

➵ a late night study session might just end with kuroo having a heart attack over how stupidly cute you are.

perspective (takes place between chapter 2 & 3)

➵ you finally know how kuroo sees you. literally.

show off (takes place after chapter 3)

➵ nekoma wants proof that their beloved manager and their scheming captain are actually together. for better or worse, your boyfriend is a petty little shit.

with you (takes place after show off)

➵ you and kuroo take another step in your relationship [nsfw]

been a min since i drew rin

Put in the tags please if you answered yes lets have fun with this

For example my childhood dog was named Cher after the singer and yes she had a brother named Sunny

party preparation~

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pairing: rintaro suna x reader

genre: fluff, domestic fluff, drabble, slightly suggestive, suna’s a DORK and ugh he loves you so much <3

synopsis: getting ready for osamu’s halloween party with your fiancé

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“No. Absolutely not.”

You covered your mouth with your hand as you stared at your fiancé with furrowed brows, trying everything you could to not to react.

“I can tell you’re trying not to laugh.” Suna said, placing a hand on his hip before getting closer to you. “Imagine how the guys would act if they saw me wearing this. I’d never live it down.”

Suna was wearing a pair of firefighter pants with suspenders and no t-shirt. He was holding a fake axe that he was mindlessly swinging around, and a red plastic hat settled comfortably on top of his head.

You wondered how long it would take before you’d get used to seeing his incredible body. Both him and Osamu had crazy workout regimens that were absolutely exhausting compared the other volleyball guys already lengthy workouts. The difference was the other guys were lean, they ate clean and treated their bodies like temples.

Suna and Osamu spent far too many evenings after a particularly stressful day eating like pigs and stuffing themselves with all of the junk food they could get their hands on. It’s fine, they’d say, they’ll just burn the calories in the morning.

Which they always did… and then some. Coupled with hours of weight training and you get two beefy best friends who turn heads everywhere they go and they don’t even notice.

“I’m not trying not to laugh.” You spoke into your palm, not moving your hand from your face. You were blushing. Your own fiancé, who you’ve been with for years, was making you blush like crazy just because he was shirtless.

How ridiculous.

“Oh? Hmm..” Suna took your hand off of your mouth, pressing your palm to his toned abdomen. He smirked, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you directly against him.

“Fancy meeting you here.” He smirked and leaned down to give you a soft kiss. Before pulling away completely, he whispered in your ear. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were a bit flustered right now.”

“Shut up.” You mumbled into his chest.

“Oh shit, no way?” He snorted, “You got a thing for firefighters, babe?” Suna stepped back, posing in a way that would only be present on the front cover of a “sexy first responder” themed calendar.

“You like what you see?” He asked with a cheeky grin.

“You’re such a dork!” You laughed, running over to him and stealing his toy axe. You whacked playfully at his arm and he squinted at you. Another devilish smirk crossed his lips and he flexed his biceps at you.

“If you wanted to see my muscles, you could’ve just asked me.” He winked at you.

“Oh my god, stop!” You threw the axe at him and ran away. He took this as a challenge, catching up to you in the blink of an eye and wrapping his arms around you. He picked you up effortlessly and tossed you on your bed.

“We need to get going.” You smiled. Suna nodded, flopping down on the bed next to you. You both turned on your sides to look at each other.

“Maybe I don’t wanna go now.” He said quietly.

“You didn’t want to go to begin with. If you really hate it, you can wear something else.” You sighed, pressing your palm against his cheek. “You could always do your original idea and go as Atsumu.”

Suna cracked up and shook his head. “I was kidding when I said that. I’m not putting that pig’s jersey on. Anyways, it’s fine. I don’t really hate this costume anymore.”

“Oh?” You blinked at him, “What changed in the past 20 minutes?”

“Mm,” Suna leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours. He pulled away and gave you a tender, genuine smile. A smile meant for you and only you. The softest expression he could ever make and you were the reason behind it. “I liked the way you looked at me when you saw it.”

“What?!” You covered your mouth again, he shook his head and pulled your hand away.

“Stop acting like that. I loved it. Made me feel wanted.” He hesitated, thinking of how to finish his confession. “Not like you don’t always make me feel wanted… just, like, a bit extra. You looked like you wanted to eat me.”

You scrunched your nose at him and he laughed, giving you another kiss. “Am I wrong?”

“No. Okay. No. You’re sexy. So sexy it’s distracting.” You buried your face in his chest, “We’ve been trying to get ready for this party for almost an hour, Rin.”

“So what’s another 30 minutes?” His voice was barely a whisper as he pulled you on top of him. “I haven’t been able to take my eyes off of you since you put that costume on and all I can think about is taking it off.”

You looked down at him and your fiancé stared back up at you with nothing but adoration. You smiled again, leaning in to kiss him the way you’d been dying to all evening. Suna opened his mouth to let your tongue inside, the two of you moving from soft kisses to gasping for air and low groans in a matter of seconds.

He quickly flipped you over, hovering over you and pressing his forehead to yours. “I love you. So much. Fuck, I love you.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him back in for another kiss. “I love you too, Rin.”

“Good.” He leaned in and kissed down your neck, his hand working it’s way down to your waist. Sloppy, wet kisses with little bites causing quiet whines to escape from your lips.

“Now,” he mumbled against your skin, “let’s make these next 30 minutes count. We’ve got a party to go to.”

hmmm modern trigun!au where vash goes to a rave and tries molly for the first time and it makes his plant markings come out

also we never talk about being the older woman with a younger guy head over heels for you

sucker for you.

summary: you’re dramatic, there’s no doubt about it. so when you get annoyed at your vampire boyfriend, what do you do? wear all the things that would cause his suffering, of course.

pairing: kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader

genre: vampire!kuroo, human!reader, fluff//humor, established relationship, (flashback) meet cute, (mentioned) college!au, v domestic, reader is dramatic <3 

word count: 5.6k

a/n: we’re in spooktober! starting off the month with some wholesome vampire!kuroo and his wonderful human!gf heehee <3 hope you enjoy!

“y/n! i’m… oh no.”

kuroo stands at the door of your shared apartment, face falling at the sight of your figure on the couch with stubbornly crossed arms. but it wasn’t your crossed arms and furrowed brows that caught his eye first, but what was hanging around your neck.

you were wearing a string of garlic around your neck.

freaking garlic.

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positions | m. issei

tags: fluff, mildly suggestive content

issei never knew how much he loved touching you until he was granted unconditional permission to do so. he thought he was relatively independent and someone who didn’t need as much reassurance or physical affection compared to other guys around him, like oikawa and hanamaki or even iwaizumi.

he thought he’d be fine, satisfied, content with just having you sit next to him or holding your hand or just being near you.

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