I Know Yachi Is Canonically Smart But Like. Be My Cute Bimbo Gf Pwease???

I know Yachi is canonically smart but like…. be my cute bimbo gf 👀 pwease??? 🥺

Putting On A Show - NSFW

Featuring: Timeskip! Tsukki

Warnings: Voyourism, mentions of a razor (it’s for shaving), shower sex (sort of but not really)

I was taken with the idea of sensual shaving, and Tsukki getting off on watching his partner grooming. This has not been beta read so :P

Minors dni!!

Tsukki thinks there’s nothing sexier in the world than watching you shave. The focus in your face as you stretch out and lather each leg before sliding the razor along the smooth expanse of your skin. And it’s not necessarily that he likes you shaved. In fact if you didn’t want to, he would never insist or even care really. But something about your body in the moment of the action. You’re wet hair framing your face as you’re bent over your body. Watching as your body contort and twist to reach each part of you. The intimacy of seeing you groom yourself, seeing something that no one else will ever see because you’re his alone to view.

Sometimes he’ll get in the shower too and stand close behind, hands distracting because he can’t keep them to himself. You always struggle to focus as he does, hands on your hips and smoothing up your spine, chest pressed against your back to help steady you he says but you can feel his erection sliding between the crease of your ass. And his eyes themselves feel like a caress on your skin as they observe each movement. When he gets in with you, you always end up far too worked up to finish shaving and by that point Kei is far to worked up to pretend to care.

On the times he doesn’t get in, Kei will lean against the counter, arms folded and gaze steady. His face gives nothing away, but the clear line of his cock hard in his trousers tells you how much he enjoys watching you. On those occasions you make sure to take your time, drawing out each languid stretch, each reach, each stroke of the razor. You glance up at him often and smirk when you catch his eye. And when you lean back on the wall to get to the most intimate part of you, Tsukki always leans forward to get a better look. On these occasions he’ll casually mention that you missed a spot you’re sure you’ve already shaved, if only to relive a favourite moment or pose.

The show doesn’t end when you exit the shower either. He’ll hand you your towel so that you don’t drip, but you know better than to cover yourself with it. Instead you put on a show of drying your body and hair with it as you make your way to the bedroom. When you’d realised how much Kei enjoyed watching, when you’d both made it a part of your routine to put this show on for him at least once a week, he’d bought you a dresser and a stool for this part of the event.

There you sit, towel on the floor, and over your shoulder in the mirror you can see Kei sat on the bed, watching. Sometimes he’ll lean back on his elbows to watch you, legs spread enticingly knowing that this is his to enjoy. Other times he’s sat all the way forward on the edge of his seat, eager eyes scanning to catch every detail and it’s these times that have you rubbing your thighs together. He’ll watch you brush and style your hair, though the both of you know that once this is over this work will be for naught. He’ll watch you smooth creme into your skin and you’ll make a show of rubbing it into your neck, stretching it this way and that way. You’ll lean over and massage it into each leg. Then, catching his eye in the mirror, you’ll ask Kei to help you with your back. When he stands to do as asked there’s always a sense of being hunted when he approaches, because by this point Kei’s thread is pulled taut in anticipation. His hands are rough but gentle on your skin and you can never help but sigh softly, and it’s always this sound that breaks him.

The show may be for Kei, but you can’t say you don’t enjoy the process either.

Masterlist

* = NSFW

HQ!!

Oneshots and Drabbles

Saying Goodbye For Yesterday - *Kagehina Breakup fic*

Putting on a Show - *Kei Drabble

Cheater Cheater Collab - *Daichi oneshot

Headcanons

Tsukki - *

Kyoutani - *

Daichi - *

Tier/Master Lists

The Prettiest House Husbands - *

My Favourite Somnophiles - *

If you’re still taking requests, could you do Oikawa+Degradation please ? Something about him calling us a dumb bitch just makes me act up 🥴🤚🏾. Thank You! And if you think you’re awkward then oh boy i don’t know what to call myself. 😂

a/n: she said radio silence for 2 weeks 🤪🤩 im really sorry about that but my exams ended today!! So I'm free to thirst my dudes. If you have requests, send em in!! ANYWAY!! ENJOY!!

Also this ask gave me massive brainrot sorry gor answering late it was amazing

THIS POST IS NSFW!! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

warnings: BIMBO! kinda dubcon, not in my perspective, but still. Manipulation, virgin slander but actually a corruption kink, corruption kink ^^, oral (reader receiving), mentions of taking virginity, possesive behavior, heavy degrading yall

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Your best friend was a charitable, charitable man.

Wasn't that why you sat on your knees in front of him, so desperately trying to fit his cock in your mouth?

To know that this is the first time you've ever held a cock gives him a kind of thrill nothing else had given, to watch your clueless eyes as to what to do as you hold his cock, hot and heavy and foreign, an urge to take it between your lips, irresistible.

"Spit on it, pretty girl, just like that." He instructs you, as composed as ever. Long fingers threading between your hair, he gives you an appreciative pat. "What a good girl," he smiles, "she learns so quick."

"T-tooru?" You whisper the brunette's name, not sure if he'll hear you since he looks so immersed in the movie he's watching, eyes locked on the screen-

"Yes, baby?" Of course, he heard you. He doesn't avert his gaze to you, still focused on what's on the tv, but you know he's listening. You gulp.

Your body entangled with his, you laid between his arms as both of you faced the tv, your ass right on top of his-

"What's up, Y/N?" He now turns his gaze to you, face leaning slightly forward as his nose almost touches the top of your hair; you feel his breath against your ear. He stands so close, but it's okay; Oikawa has assured you this was normal for best friends. As well as the dark purple marks he leaves on your neck, sometimes on your chest. "They're lovebites," he says, rubbing his own neck that you've left your marks, "don't you love me?"

Of course, you do. You love him more than everything- and it's not like you dislike his lovebites, too. They feel... they feel nice. And if Oikawa said it was normal, who were you to doubt him?

"I had a- had a question." You detach your body from him, the loss of warmth and the feeling of him making your body tremble. Or maybe it's the anxiousness of what you're about to ask.

You turn around to face him, coming face to face with the soft trails of pink and red you placed on his neck (he always gets the loudest when you kiss his neck), and as always, he doesn't have a shirt on.

"Uh-huh," Oikawa raises a brow questioningly, pretty eyes narrowing with annoyance, "on with it, already." He knows how much you struggle with words, his dumb little girl, but it's okay, he can wait for your little brain to form sentences.

You turn your gaze to your fingers, tracing shapes on the sheets of his bed. You look so embarrassed; Oikawa can't help but get excited. "I have a- uhm, date tomorrow."

You admit, missing the slight frown that sits on his pretty lips.

"But I don't know how to- I mean,-" you bite your lip, your gaze so innocent and pretty as it meets his eyes, trying to gather the courage to- "How do I please a man?"

Oikawa almost chokes on his own spit, trying to hide it with a series of fake coughs. "You what now?"

"Y-you heard me!" You protest, bottom lip slightly wobbling as you have to repeat it, to your horror, maybe even explain, "how do I- umm, you know."

"I don't, actually." Oikawa raises his brows at you, smiling cruelly and relishing in how you avoid his gaze, how utterly embarrassed you stand before him. "You mean how to fuck better-?"

"No!" You exclaim, a little too fervently; it has Oikawa's grin spreading wider on his lips. "N-not that, but- uhm, blowjob, maybe-?." You finally speak the words, closing your eyes and fisting your hands; as if closing your eyes would pull you from the situation.

"You're asking me how to give a blowjob?" Oikawa repeats your question, almost about to laugh before he realizes what this means. "Wait," his eyes grow impossibly wide, a feeling of burning excitement washing down his back, "don't tell me you've never given a blowjob before."

Fucking hell, there's no way you-

Your gaze widens in embarrassment, like a dear caught in headlights, mouth opening, and closing to say something, deny it, but can't. You can't lie, not to Oikawa. "D-don't say it like that!" You say, instead.

you are.

It feels like the discovery of a century, Oikawa can't contain his excitement, a twisted one, as he leans forward, cupping your chin and tilting it up to meet your gaze better as he stands a breath away from your face. His smile wide and predatory, you wonder if you said something wrong.

"But it's true, isn't it?" He whispers, a smug smile almost kissing your lips. "Has anyone ever even touched you before?"

The question makes you whimper, you want to avoid his burning gaze but he wouldn't let you. "No." He finally get his answer, and oh- fuck, he's getting hard.

"You're a virgin?" He repeats, but it sounds more like an amusing fact he just discovered.

His thumb traces your bottom lip, swiping over it in a lustful motion, watching the way your eyelids flutter with excitement. The only light source in the room is the one from the tv; it shadows on Oikawa's pretty face- not, however, enough for you to pick up the predatory tilt of his lips.

You feel a lustful warmth bloom in the pit of your stomach, this feels d-different, but it's nice, exciting, your mouth falling agape as hot, shallow breaths fall.

You wait for a kiss, you really think he might- might kiss you, Oikawa pulls back, falling deaf to your needy whine.

"Pretty girl," he sighs, thumb caressing your cheek, almost as if what you're asking is too much. "Hasn't anyone told you guys don't like virgins?"

It takes you 4 seconds to process the words.

"Wh-what?" You gasp, oh, your eyes are getting glassy, too, what a prize to see. "But-"

"You didn't tell him you're a virgin, did you?"

You shake your head no; you look so sad all of a sudden; he probably should feel bad. But it isn't Oikawa's fault you're so dumb. "Only you, 'ru."

Fucking hell, how can you pick the one answer that'd make him want to ruin you even more? All he wants to do is to pry your legs open and fuck you till you pass out, and fuck how amazing would you look with his dick in your cunt, your face smushed against that table, drooling like the dumb bitch you are.

He should- he should control himself. Just for a few more minutes, just until he has you in the trap.

"Good- he would've left you immediately!" Oikawa laughs lightly, as if he's not telling you how insecure you should be by being a virgin. "You can't tell anyone that, okay? No one would want to take a girl's virginity; it's so much work, you know."

He says nonchalantly as you stare at him with a wide, helpless, broken gaze. "Tooru, but what am I- what am I gonna do?"

You sob, trying to be subtle about wiping the tears from the corners of your eyes when Oikawa coos at you, pulling you to his chest. "Shh, shh," he coos, hand coming up to pat the top of your head. "Okay, pretty baby, don't worry, I'll help you."

As he says that, you feel the pads of his fingers trace the skin of your tighs, right where the hem of your short little skirt ends.

"I should show you how it should feel like first," he breathes into your ear, voice just slightly strained, "so you can make me feel the same."

When you nod, he chuckles.

"What a pretty skirt," he laughs as his touch trails higher on your leg, now bordering on the soft material of your panties. "Wore just for me? Did you plan this from before, Y/N?" He teases, watching closely to see your reaction.

"N-no! I promise I haven't-"

"Of course, you havent," Oikawa rolls his eyes, "my dumb little baby, you're not smart enough to think this far, are you?"

You would've protested in any other circumstance, but he aligns the time he spits the words with when his long fingers push your panties aside, the tip of his finger grazing your folds.

Even the slight touch of him has you squirming on his lap, your head falling on his shoulder when his thumb finds your clit, rubbing the softest circles.

"Fuck, you're so sensitive," he groans, wondering if you can feel his cock pressing against your ass. Even with one finger, he has you moaning his name. "So wet, too. Just like a fucking whore- do you hear yourself?" Oikawa laughs at you, mocks you, relishing in the way you get embarrassed over the wet sounds you make, the way you moan his name.

You press your face on his neck, trying to hide your humiliation, the drool trickling from the corners of your lips leaving trails against his skin. "'m not a- mmh! Not a whore!" You muster out as he finally slides a second finger in your pussy, his thumb still circling your clit and making you squirm, jump on his lap that he has to hold you down. "Mmh- 'ru! That feels- h-ah!"

You squirm so cutely, jumping over his lap, rubbing yourself right on his cock and making his breaths fall shallow, as well. "You like this, pretty girl? Like how my fingers feel in you? Have you ever done this yourself?"

The question catches you off-guard; you heave hot breaths against his neck when his free hand grabs you by the hair, pulling with enough force to have you face him. Your eyes rolling back I your head, mouth open like a dumb girl, a silly expression settling on your features.

"Answer me." He spits, he sounds so- so demanding, you don't know what washes over you as you find yourself answering. "Y-yes."

"You do?" He smiles darkly, chuckling at your embarrassed gaze. "You're not as innocent as I think you are- you really are a needy little bitch."

You shake your head no, but why did you squeeze his finger so tight just then?

"Don't be- don't be mean, Tooru." When you- when you say that while his fingers stuff you full, Oikawa thinks you're doing it on purpose.

"Sorry, sorry," he laughs when he hears how your voice shakes. "Forgot how much of a crybaby you were. A stupid little girl, letting her best friend fuck her- don't you feel any embarrasment?"

You're getting close, he can feel it. Oikawa picks his pace, laughing when your voice gets louder, moans turning into short screams, mouth falling open as your tongue lolls out and eyes close- you look lost in bliss.

"'ru, Tooru, Tooru!" You chant his name like a prayer, your muscles tightening with what's coming, toes curling, your body putty over his lap, melting into his embrace as he fucks you dumb on his fingers. "You feel that? Come on scream my name, baby, scream my name, tell me who's making you feel this good."

"You- Tooru you make me- mmh, you make me feel so good, please!"

"Cum for me then, pretty girl." He whispers and you're cumming, body shaking and spamming violently as he holds you down, pressing you on his chest, letting you ride the orgasm out.

You stay like that, molten into him and a heaving, stupid mess for a while as he pulls his fingers out from beneath your skirt, making sure you watch him as he brings his digits to his mouth.

"Mmh-" he smiles, "tastes delicious."

You whimper.

He leans forward, pressing his lips against yours, giving you a taste of yourself. "Are you okay?"

You nod, you seem to have pulled yourself back together from the mind-breaking orgasm as your eyes sparkle with hunger.

"M-my turn?" Your gaze falls lower on his lap, widening at the sight of the tent straining his sweatpants. "Your turn." He nods, opening his legs to give you better access.

You look excited as you bend forward, placing yourself snug between his legs. As you settle on your knees, Oikawa takes a shaky breath when your fingers grab his print from over his sweatpants.

"What am I..." you raise your clueless gaze, unsure of what to do with that thing in your hands. "Should I- um, take it out?"

Oikawa smiles down at you, it's the kind that gives you shivers. "Look at you, a dumb clueless girl- take it out, baby." He whispers against your lips. "Let me teach you how to please a man."

He'll teach you everything, you don't have to worry. He just has to ruin you enough to make you forget that unnecessary man's name. You belong to him now- he'll make sure to carve your insides just for his dick- enough to have you a babbling mess, enough to have you blabbering his name and nothing else.

This is my post, I just had to shuffle accounts a lil 😓

Also the masterlist link on it isn’t working so here’s a new one.

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Ep 3 JJK thoughts:

Last ep for tonight ☺️

I haven’t said this yet but I really like the artstyle

I dunno how I feel about Nobara yet

Poor country folk 🤣

My guy called her a bitch! ☠️☠️ but was she wrong is the question 💅🏾

“Nailed it.” Hehehehehehe

I swear to god if that kid dies!

ITADORI!!!! You babe!!!

Okay, I like her ☺️

Do I sense a Golden Trio 👀👀 and his name is Fushiguro!!!!!!

WAIT ONE DIED!!!!!!!!!! Da fuq you mean one Died!!!!!!!!

My man is slick with it in that outro 💃🏾 gettit Gojo!

Final thoughts!

I don’t really have any major thoughts. This episode felt literally five minutes long 🙄 but I do like Nobara and Fushiguro. I feel like the energy between the three of them is gonna be funny as hell EXCEPT APPARENTLY ONE OF THEM DIES!! I didn’t even realise I was attached like that but Please No. Ugh, I wanna watch more but it’s late and my head hurts 😭😭 so next week it is. This is it for today’s JJK liveblog ☺️