Calling Them By Their Name

Calling them by their name

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Pairings: Suna, Oikawa, Bokuto, Atsumu, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Kenma, Kuroo X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Some cussing done by me, Suggestive in Iwaizumi's part

Word Count: 1.2K

A/n: It's been a while since I last wrote for Haikyuu so-

This TikTok compilation on YouTube

↳Yamaguchi

"Yamaguchi Tadashi!"

The man looks at you frightened, like he just saw a ghost or smthn lmao, making you Almost feel bad about this prank.

"What? What happened?" "Did you eat all the Ice cream I saved for myself?"

Lmao now he's scared af.

"I-I No I didn't! I put it in the freezer like you told me too!" "Then why isn't it there? You're telling me that the freezer ate it itself?" "IDK!" "Yamaguchi Tadashi!" "BABE STOP CALLING ME BY MY FULL NAME YOU'RE SCARING ME"

Runs to the store to buy you more Ice cream, little did he know you were the one who ate it, but you were too tired to go out so you used this method to make him go out and buy some instead lol

↳Tsukishima

"Tsukishima Kei!"

You really think He's gonna fall for that? huh

HUH!

He can clearly see how you're carefully watching him to see his reaction. He knows you're up to smthn immediately.

MF ignores you until you call him by his pet name😭

"Tsukishima Kei!" "..." "Tsukishima!" "..." "...Kei?" "..." "Kei Baby?" "What is it?"

"You're no fun" "And you're so dumb" "Hey!" "What? It rhymes! Who's not fun now?"

Just don't play pranks on this guy he will make you regret🤧

↳Suna

Much to your surprise, he has TikTok. Playing pranks on this guy is never successful cuz he's 10 steps ahead of you. Always.

Like when he finds you saying & doing smthn that sounds familiar to him he's like "Oh it's that prank I saw yesterday! She thinks she can fool me? That's cute. Let me mess with her a little bit"

"Suna Rintarou!" "F/n L/n!" "Suna Rintarou this is a serious matter!" "I'm listening F/n L/n!" "Suna why are you doing this?" "I don't know what you're talking about, L/n" "RIN-"

He will be the one who wins in the end. Always.

You sometimes find it tough to hold yourself back from punching him, but you're in love with his punky ass so you have to deal with it.

↳Atsumu

Cute whiney baby T^T

IDK why I find him so adorable lmao

You don't even have to call him by his full name to upset him. Saying his first name instead of pet names is enough to damage his heart lmao

"Atsumu?"

The guy looks like he's been shot in the heart LMFAO

"Why are ya callin me Atsumu?🥺" "Um... I mean, that's your name, right?" "No! 'm not Atsumu! 'm baby! or Sweety! or Hubby! Who do ya think yer callin Atsumu?"

He won't talk to you unless you make it up to him by extra kisses & smooches cause I'm not kidding, THE GUY IS HURT.

↳Osamu

Now he's a bit different from his twin. He will get irritated at first, but as the mf he is, he is gonna make you regret.

"Miya?"

He literally stops whatever he's doing, raises his head to stare at you with a blank expression. Maybe you can sense a sharp dagger stabbing your heart lmao.

"Did ya just call me Miya?" "... I..."

Ngl he looks scary af. Though his expression is blank I AM TELLING YOU.

Goes back to his business with the blank expression meanwhile ignoring the fuck out of you for the whole night.

Will not back down unless you're on you're knees begging him to pay attention to you lol

"'Samu!" "What's that sound I'm hearing? Never mind" "SAMU PLEASE I'M REALLY SORRY-"

↳Bokuto

His reaction is the same as 'Tsumu's but a bit tenser lmao.

"Bokuto?"

His head that was on your chest suddenly raises for you to meet his puppy eyes.

"Suger Cube? Why are you calling me by my name? Did I do something?🥺🥺🥺🥺"

INSTANT REGRET LMAO

He's innocence is enough for you to feel bad and suffocate him in your arms T^T

"No Mwah* Baby Mwah* I'm sorry it was Mwah mwah* just a prank!"

Just cuddle your baby owl a bit more he deserves it T^T

↳Oikawa

This mf deserves it.

Fuck him up.

Make him cry.

Choke him. Kill him. Slap him-

Ahem. Where were we?

So yeah basically he's a jerk and he deserves all the pranks in the world lmfao

"Oi Shittykawa! Didn't I tell you to clean your room? Why is it still a mess?"

MF IS STUNNED AF LMAO

"BABE WHY DO YOU HAVE TO CALL ME THAT- sighs* Even my own S/o bullies me, what a cruel world indeed"

BITCH WHAT'S WITH THE FORMAL LANGUAGE

"Just shut up and do it already" "Babe you're so mean😪" "You deserve it YOU HANDSOME BASTARD-"

↳Iwaizumi

This guy is so good. So husband material. So hot. So much in shape. ANYWAYS-

He's surprised. Very surprised.

"Iwaizumi Hajime!"

Looks up from his phone immediately to meet your frustrated expression.

Frustrated by how hard you're trying to hold back your laugh.

"What is it honey?" "Did you forget to wash the dishes?" "No they're all done" "Then did you forget to take out the trash?" "Took it five hours ago" "Then what about... what about..."

Lmao now he gets what's going on.

A smirk appears on his face as he throws is phone on the couch and the next thing you know you're pinned to the cushions with him on top of you.

"What was that about? Are you trying to tease me or something?"

BRUH he looks so hot like this that you're literally unable to talk.

"I- W-Well... what if I am?"

Let's just say that you never dared to play pranks on him again🚶🏻‍♀️

↳Kenma

NOOOOOOOOO

Why you doing this to my cat boy lmao T^T

"Kozume?"

Pauses his game and turnes to look at you with a HUGE sulk on his face.

HE IS ANNOYED.

"Why did you-" "Kozume? Really?"

Lmao his pouty face makes you chuckle a bit

"That's your name isn't it?" "What happened to baby, sweetheart, love of my life..." "KENMA BABY I'M SORRY-"

God knows why he looks so cute when he's all sulky lmao

↳Kuroo

Lmao I can never bring myself to mess with him.

WHY IS GOJO'S VOICE PLAYING IN MY HEAD HELP-

Anyway he will get you back, and a thousand times harder.

It's like you called him by his full name once, and ever since then he keeps calling you by your last name lmao.

You come home after a long day? "Well look who it is! The one and only L/n!" "I FUCKING HATE YOU TETSURO-"

This doesn't stop when you're in public. Or in front of your parents.

When your mom's on the other line? "L/n it's your mom she wants to talk to you!"

When you're out with friends? "L/n would you be kind and pass the salt please?"

People keep asking if you got into a fight or smthn LMFAO

So yeah this will go on for a while until he gets tired of it or he hurts your feelings then he will apologize for BEING SUCH A DICK crossing the line a bit too much.

Interactions are appreciated! :)

Y/n: Trying to get out of Dazais arms* Osamu it's time to go to work-

Dazai: pouts and cages her in his arms harder* Five more minutes! Just five more minutes!

In another world*

Y/n: rapping her arms around her s/o, nagging* baby it's 4am Time to go to sleep-

Fyodor: hugging the documents in front of him while trying to push her away* Five more minutes! Just five more minutes!

Being jealous of their child

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Nikolai, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Ranpo X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humour, Comfort

Format: Drabble

Warnings: Shitty parenting (like, for real), bsd men/reader being childish af

Word Count: 2.7K

A/n: As you know I'm a sucker for fluffy romantic shit so-

Btw C/N stands for Child's Name

They're the one who gets jealous

↳Nikolai

From the moment you announced your pregnancy to him, Nikolai knew his life was about to turn into a horrifying nightmare. How the baby was going to have his share of attention from you, how your love was going to be divided between him and the baby; it was definitely an unpleasant event.

But things got a little better when the baby was born.

When the small, whiney creature was placed into his arms, he immediately stopped crying and his tiny lips curled up into a open mouth smile, making his teethless gums visible; like he could recognize his father's aura. Nikolai pouted at the sight.

That stupid baby.

That stupid adorable baby.

His baby.

Suddenly things weren't that bad anymore, because his mind started wandering around the imagination of him and his son, running away from angry Sigma as they held each others hand and giggled. They could annoy Dos-kun together, they could play pranks on people and laugh at their stupid faces when they realized what was happening. His son looked just like him, and no one could resist those big glassy golden eyes of his.

He could teach his little Dove how to fly, alongside him.

At that moment Nikolai suddenly felt butterflies flying in his stomach, but he forget an important point;

that his son took after him and he, was a jerk.

"Mommyyyyyyy! Dad ate all the cookies again!"

The words of your son made you look up to your husband who was sitting on the couch watching TV, and raise your voice a bit.

"Nikolai! Again? How many times have I told you not to eat the cookies I bake for C/N?"

Nikolai stared at your sons innocent face for a while, before looking back to you and pout. "Why not?" "Because you eat them all at once and I have to get my ass kicked making them again!"

C/N stood behind you as he gazed at his father. He always looked so innocent, so pure, so angelic; but not with that evil smile on his face; The evil smile that you've never seen, because he doesn't plan on showing you.

The little beast was watching him closely to rat him out.

Nikolai slowly sank into the couch as an idea popped into his mind. If that little beast could play dirty, then why wouldn't he show him a little bit of what he's actually capable of?"

"It's just that... You know what? Never mind" "What? What is it?"

You stared at your husband who was fighting back a smile with curiosity, taking a few steps to approach him.

"What is it baby? You know you can tell me anything" You said while sitting next to him, tucking his hair behind his ear. Nikolai sighed at your motion, and tried to avoid your gaze as he started talking.

"It's just that... I've been feeling a little left out lately, and... Ever since C/N was born... You haven't given me any attention. It just feels like... that... you don't love me anymore" "What? That's not true, baby! I love you both equally!" "Oh really? Then how come you never bake any cookies for me? They were used to be all mine! And what happened to our date nights? Hm? All gone when the baby came into our lives!"

You slowly became sad at his words. He was right. Things changed so much since your baby was born, and they weren't all good changes. Maybe you were focusing on your son a bit too much, to the point that you forgot about the love of your life. How unforgivable.

"Kolya... I'm so sorry... I guess I didn't realize how hard things must have been on you... But I promise I make up for it! I love you more than anything in the world after all. I-"

"More than him?" Nikolai looked directly into your eyes that got widened from his question. "What?" "I said, do you love me more than C/N or not?" "I... Well I can't choose-" "Yes or No, Y/N?"

You paused for a few second, before taking a glance at your son from the corner of your eyes and getting closer to your partner, Whispering in a really quiet tone. "Yes... Of course I love you more than him. You're my other half, after all"

He knew you didn't mean it. He found out about it the day you refused to have an abortion and decided to keep the baby, but this was enough for him; enough to teach his brat of a son a lesson.

"Good" Nikolai smiled as he used to do back when you first met, and opened his arms for you. "Now, a hug would be a good start to make up, hmm?"

"Sure, baby; sure" You slowly leaned to his embrace, missing the sight of him taking his tongue out and show the middle finger to your son, who was raising his fists to threaten him that he'll get back at him for this.

↳Dazai

"I want to marry you when I grow up, mom!"

C/N slowly hugged you and placed a small kiss on your belly, since it was the only place his lips could reach without help. You chuckled while running your fingers through his hair, smiling at your son which was literally the smallest version of your dearest husband.

"But baby! What are we going to do about your father then? Daddy will be sad if you take his wifey away from him. Don't you love your daddy?"

C/N's face turned sad a bit as he thought about his father being away from you. The little one was aware of how deeply his dad was in love with his mom, how he always wrapped his arms around her, trapping her in a long hug the minute he got home. Dad was crazy about mom, always had to be touching her in some way, always kissed her forehead gently before staring at her with his love struck eyes... it was the reason why he wanted to marry his mom after all;

His cute little mind was expecting a life like this in the future, marrying someone he was head over heals for and form a happy family with her.

"I... I love daddy but... I love you more! Besides, daddy can come to our wedding if he wants to!"

"Oh really?!"

the sudden appearance of your husband made you both draw back in shock, and turn to the door just to see him peeking through the door with a not exactly delighted expression.

"D-Dad? How long how you been standing there?"

"Long enough to witness this brutal act of betrayal!" He said dramatically as he always did, slowly walking toward you to place his hand on your waist. You rolled your eyes at him and subconsciously sank into his warmth more, making him smile a bit harder.

"Now now, C/N; Do you think you have a chance with my Belladonna?"

The boy looked over how your figure was sticking to Dazai's as if he was your savior, and a small sulk appeared on his face. "Why not? I'm more handsome than you are!"

"HUH!"

Dazai gave him a challenging gaze while he tightened his grip on your waist, smirking at his kid knowing he was going to end up crying in his bedroom.

"Then let me make it clear for you"

His confident tune made you shoot him a suspicious glance and protest to him arguing with his own child, but your voice was immediately cut off by your own shock from being lifted up into the air.

"OSAMU WHAT ARE YOU-"

"This is my Belladonna! You see her? She's my wife! My one and only love in this cruel world! I'll do anything for her! I'll protect her from anything! And I'll never let anything come between me and her! Not even you, you little brat!"

It was a matter of time before your sons shocked face burst out into gloom "Waaaaaaa daddy is so mean I hate you!"

He covered his face with his tiny hands while running off to his bedroom, slamming the door behind himself as his sobbing became louder.

You raised your eyebrows at your stupidly handsome husband.

"Happy now?"

Not that he needed to say anything though; the answer was written all over his gorgeous face. "Oh Yeah, Definitely"

↳Ranpo

Your red nails looked so majestic running around in those dark brown hair like that, slowly massaging the skin as you smiled down at, well, someone who was not him.

Ranpo sulked as his sharp gaze targeted you and C/N, who had his head laid on your lap while listening to your easy riddles that he could answer in a blink of an eye.

"So, another one. There are two doors. Behind one of them is a lion who hasn't eaten anything in two weeks, and behind the other one is a lab full of poisonous gas. If you had to open one, which would be your choice?"

"If I answer that correctly, would you give me more ice cream as reward?"

"Of course! My clever boy deserves all the sweets in the world!"

"Yay!" C/N smiled as he looked at you with excitement. "Then, I would open the door with a lion behind it, cause the lion is dead after being starved for two weeks!" "That's right! Mwah* You're my little detective! I'm so proud of you baby!" "Then can you add some cookies to the reward too?" "Sure! If you do all your homework" "Ok then!"

C/N got up and ran to his room to finish his math homework. You sighed, letting your head rest on the wall behind you, when you suddenly felt something on your lap.

"Ranpo? What are you doing?" You watched him with surprise as he tried to avoid your gaze by tilting his head to the other side.

"Ask me" "What?" "Ask me to solve riddles for you too!"

His flushed cheeks and whiney tune finally hit you. Oh! So your thirty year old husband was being jealous of his own son! How... expected of him.

"So you want more ice cream as well?" You decided to play dumb as you seized the opportunity to tease him a little bit, but he saw through you, as always. "No! I want you to praise me like you praise C/N! I can solve harder riddles than him! I'm the best detective in the world! not him!"

You wished you could say his nagging and childish behavior made you question your life choices, but unfortunately, those were actually the reasons why you fell for this adorable man in the first place.

"Fine baby, you're the best the detective in the whole world" You slowly placed a kiss on his forehead, slowly massaging his temple to make him blush even harder.

"Even better than him?" "Even better than him"

Ranpo let out a "Hmph" sound before looking back to you, and pouting at your satisfied expression.

"Y/N?" "What is it baby?" "I still want more cookies and Ice cream as reward, and they have to be more than his share"

You're the one who gets jealous.

↳Fyodor

This is wrong.

This is stupid.

This is childish.

This is illogical.

But this is still how you feel.

You're jealous of how your daughter is all curled up in his lap and he's so cool about it like it's nothing. Why isn't he shooing her away? Why? Then why is he always rejecting you whenever you get clingy while he is working?

You didn't want him to reject her. You just...

Felt left out.

"Look, daddy! It's me and you!" C/N chuckled as she held the paper up so her father could see it, but it was a bit too high and literally three centimeters away from his face.

"Oh, it's really pretty sweetheart" He said as he took the paper from her tiny hands, while caressing her pigtails with his other hand. The drawing was messy, but its cuteness could definitely make up for it. However, There was something missing; an important thing.

"Where's your mom then? You didn't draw her" He replied, slowly tilting his head to the front to meet his child's purple eyes that took after his. Her cute pigtails were kinda getting in the way of his vision, but they were too cute to shake off.

"Oh? I drew mommy earlier, But she was still caught up with housework so she told me to leave her alone until she's done. She promised she'll come see it later!"

Fyodor raised his head to look at you, but was met with an empty sofa instead. You were here a while ago, where did you suddenly went off?

"Darling, wait here. I'll go check up on your mom. Don't touch anything before I come back, ok?"

"Ok!"

Fyodor didn't see you leaving, but he had no trouble guessing where you were.

He found you in your shared bedroom, your coiled figure on the bed as you were hiding under the blanket. The sound of those familiar footsteps made you cautions, but you weren't planning on greeting him as you used to do.

Sure, housework.

"Myshka?"

Silence.

"Honey?"

Still silence.

He remained still, making you wonder if he was planning on something which was rather expected of him;

but the unexpected thing was how his arms suddenly wrapped around you as he crawled under the blanket.

"Hm! So, she's actually sleep" He whispered next to your ear, smiling softly while his thumb gently caressed your cheeks that were slightly red from... the warmness of the room? You wished he would think that way.

"Too bad... I wish she could join us in the living room"

The smile you were struggling to fight back finally beat you as it appeared on your face, but you were still not going to give in.

"Dear, may I say you're pressing your eyes a little too hard for someone who's actually sleep?" "No you may not, and I am sleep you're just being paranoid" "Absolutely! How can I question it when you're telling me yourself?" He teased, pulling you closer to plant a delicate kiss on your forehead, which was his one last move to surrender you; and your open eyes was proof that he succeeded.

"Hmph! You waked me up" You pouted, sinking into his embrace. He's chin was on the top of your head, fingers going through your silky hair as he inhaled the delightful aroma of your chocolate scented shampoo.

"My apologies, dear; what would you suggest to make up for it?" "Cuddles...? If... if you have time...? I mean, you looked like you have plenty a while ago!" Your sullen voice made him chuckle and press you in his arms a bit harder. "Of course. I always have time for you, wifey~" "Fedya!"

He knew how to make you feel butterflies in your stomach, he definitely did.

↳Chuuya

"So, which one of us do you like the most? Me or her?" You looked at your husband as you raised your eyebrows, daring him to choose the other option on the table, which was your daughter who was also standing next to you, with the same pose.

"Uh... I love you both equally?" He smiled thinking he just saved himself, but your dissatisfied expressions made it clear that this was not over yet. "That's not true! You have to pick one!" "Yes daddy! Tell mommy that you like me more than her!"

The little one held the bottom of his coat as he looked at him with puppy eyes, trying to manipulate him into choosing her; but the thing was that your sharp gaze was more powerful than those bluebell eyes of hers.

"I can't choose between you! You're both my girls!" "That's it, I'm sleeping in the guest room" "NO WAIT-"

Chuuya suddenly shifted you up with one hand as he did the same to C/N, pulling both of you back onto his lap. The cocky smirk on his face was more visible than usual, but you couldn't blame him because you were also shocked from how he was able to do such things without wasting any energy.

That handsome bastard.

"See? I have enough strength to hold both of you in my arms, and my love is no different~" He smiled, placing a kiss on C/N's cheek to prove his point. "There's enough love for the both of you. You're my favorite people in the whole world, ok? There's no need to fight over this! I'm all yours"

You sighed, picking his hat up to pull his ponytail.

"That was nice, but..." "Owww!" "Still not the right answer" "Damn it!"

Reblogs are wildly appreciated :)

I like your content and the headcanons are just chef's kiss but here me out though....brat tamer nikolai....him just getting the brattiness out of his s/o for acting up all day and probably be scary seeing him angry though

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Nikolai X Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Format: Short Fic

Warnings: NSFW! Content, Suggestive, Name calling (Slut, Dove, etc), Edging, Nikolai teasing the reader for how much of a brat she was, MDNI

Word Count: 1.3K

A/n: Brat tamer Nikolai? Brat tamer Nikolai.

"Kolya...A-ah!"

The grin on the blonde's face extended As he watched you mewling from the slight touch of his fingers. His right hand had you pinned against the bed while the other one was busy caressing your inner thigh, earning a few whimpers which leaded to you locking your eyes with him, and regretting the little show you put on not long ago.

"What is it, darling?"

He probably knew what you were about to say, and the smug look on his face confirmed that; but he had to hear it from your own mouth. He wanted to hear you say his names, Exactly like how you do it when youre near your climax and the grip of your nails on his back gets tighter. He wanted to hear you begging him to shove that veiny fat cock of his down your entrance, making you gasp at the sudden pain; but greedier for the enormous amount of pleasure coming up. It didn't even have to be his dick; those long, slender fingers of his could suffice or even work better at some point, thrusting in an out of your soaked cunt with an unbelievably fast pace. He could compromise with the slightest hint from you since he was feeling mysteriously generous today; but as the cocky brat you were, your only answer to him was tilting your head to the side and avoid those penetrative golden eyes of his.

How disappointing.

"So we're playing this game now, huh?" He smirked, organizing the following steps in his mind. He had been spoiling you too much with affection and care, and they all leaded you to be a rebellious brat instead of a obedient good girl. Maybe he was being too easy on you; otherwise you wouldn't have thought about flirting with Dostoevsky just to get back at him for not being around so much lately.

Nikolai huffed as he adjusted your face back to the way it was, daring you to look away again. His eyes surveyed every inch of your stunning body, including your core that was surprisingly wetter than usual. It was perfect, You were so perfect; he can't possibly let a manipulative rapacious guy like Fyodor get his hands on this fragile body, can he?

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, slut"

His serious tune was somewhat appalling and innovative, but that wasn't the reason you were irritated. The real cause of your annoyance was how turned on you were by him manhandling you, and how your pussy ached for his touch while your pride was fighting back at him.

He hadn't given you enough attention properly as he was drowned with countless tasks and missions, and when you saw him at the office today, talking about dumb shit with Fyodor instead of coming to his s/o and giving her the care she deserves, it pissed you off; to the point of thinking about a stupid plan like making him jealous by smiling to his coworker a little too much, and making unnecessary movements like bringing him tea and brushing your hands to each other by accident, as you would say; But Nikolai wasn't dumb,

and he was definitely not into sharing either.

Your thoughts were cut off by his immediate grip on your waist, turning you over on his lap in a glance like you were some type of feather, making you pant at his sudden movement.

"Say, dove; do you think I like to be away on missions all the time doing Dos-Kun's dirty work, while he relaxes at his office?" His fingers started tracing around your folds, careful not to contact your swollen bud; just to make you desperate a little more. Your exposed round ass was calling onto him, making him want to decorate it with his handprint. You breathed heavily as you tried not to give into his teasing, but unfortunately, your body didn't seem to play along.

"No... But-" "Shhhh! Save it for later, babe" He smiled at the sight of you bating your breath, and poked the tip of your clit to feel your body tense up against his thighs. "Then, can you give me a proper excuse for your lewd doings earlier?" "I... I did it because of- Huh!" His sudden slap on your ass made you forget whatever you were muttering, and try to get ready for the next spanks expected from how his hand was running around your sensitive area.

"Wrong. There's no proper excuse for whoring around with other men. Specially not when your boyfriend is right in front of you"

Whoring around? That was a bit too much! All you did was giving a few hints to him! It wasn't like you were on his lap, riding him while your boyfriend was watching you! Though it would be a lie to say that you haven't had any fantasies about Fyodor spreading your legs on his desk, making you scream his name while his dick was going in and out of you; and Nikolai seemed to be aware of that.

"You see, I'm not exactly fond of the idea of Dostoevsky using you as his personal cock whore. In fact..." Two of his digits finally got a hold of your clit, slowly rubbing the heated lips that was drowned in your juices; and his head got located next to your left ear, causing you to shiver every time his lips brushed against your ear lobe. "I rather to have you dead than see that rat get a hold of what's mine. You know that dove, right? You know how much I hate others touching my belongings"

At this point, you were willing to get on your knees and beg him to stop teasing you and fuck you real good, but it was too late for that. You knew Nikolai wouldn't stop the show once it's started. It wasn't his style to leave things halfway, So you had to give him what he wanted; and after that, maybe he would be willing to have his way with you.

"Why so shy, Dove? It's not like I haven't seen you like this before. Or perhaps you suddenly went quiet because you're hiding something? Don't tell me that you were fucking with Dos-Kun while I was out working my ass off"

"N-No! No! I would never do that! You know that Kolya, right?"

The last thing you would ever want to see is how possessive he can over his properties.

"Good. Good" Nikolai gently caressed your cheek, planting a small kiss on your temple as his movements became circular around your clit. He could never let you get away from him; you were the only thing he would gladly give up on his freedom for, after all.

"Mhm, Kolya..." Mewling on his lap, you moved rearward to meat his digits halfway through your cunt, trying to feel his touch more. He smirked from the way you were trying to get yourself off using him. Oh how adorable you looked with your cheeks all flushed up and your naked body yearning for him, and only him.

Just maybe, maybe if you promise not to test his limits anymore and be the good girl you should be, he would show you some mercy and satisfy the needs of his slutty little girl.

"lay on your back, baby. Wanna make your mind empty of everyone and everything and fill it up with me. Let me show you what I'm truly capable of . You'll never think about him again, right? You know that no one will treat you as good as I do. You're my Little Dove, after all; how can I decline you when you already look this adorable and needy for me? I haven't even touched you properly and Look at how much your pussy is drooling! Just relax, Bunny; gonna make this night memorable for the both of us"

Damn this is long🚶🏻‍♀️

(@beandaifuku)Tried to write like you do since you're the goddess of writing smut, hope you don't mind-🤧

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Is this the rat man ya'll are kneeling for LMFAO

Frustrated For You

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs Pairings: Fyodor X Fem!Reader Genre: Fluff, Comfort, Angst Format: Short Fic Warnings: Reader sitting on Fyodor's lap, not in a suggestive way Word Count: 0.8K A/n: I'm not falling for him I'm not falling for him I'm not falling for him- Dammit; I think I've fallen for him 🚶🏻‍♀️

The light sounds of turning pages was the only thing filling the room, and was the only reason you felt this miserable at the moment. Your eyes were located on the dark-haired man sitting farther on his chair with his back facing you, thinking when was he going to stop working and pay attention to you, who had been waiting for him since… how long? You didn't exactly recall, since you always lost track of everything once you became alone with him. Nobody could understand how you loved him this deeply, to the point that you were happily willing to give up on anyone and anything just to help him fulfil his goals, not even you yourself; but you did knew something,

That he definitely didn't plan on doing the same thing.

God you felt so stupid, always waiting around for him, thinking when would he finally take a glance at you. You hated how naïve and dumb you were, clinging onto him all the time, begging him to spend some time with you for a while, and it was never enough; not because you were asking for too much, but because the only thing he did was using you to his advantage, and then leaving you behind, broken. How could you expect anything more from him? You being so pure and unsophisticated was probably the reason he got attracted to you in the first place. You deserved more than that; more than being manipulated into doing things against your will, more than sitting in a dark, empty office at 3AM, hoping that maybe your busy boyfriend would spare you a glimpse, probably out of pity or worse, by accident. You hated how desperate you were for his attention. You hated how your cheeks heated up every time you spotted his eyes on yourself. You hated how the slightest touch of him sent shivers down your spin. You hated how your body ached for him, and you hated how he never satisfied your cravings. You hated that all you could think about was how you wanted him to cage you between his arms, squeezing you as hard as he was able to as you melted from the inside. You hated this. You hated him. Unlike him who was rigorously concentrating on whatever he was reading, your expression was blank; staring at him for a long time without even blinking, like you were some type of statue. You kept telling yourself how much you loathed him, and how much you loathed yourself for being this frustrated for someone like him; but deep down, very deep down, you knew it was a lie; another lie you told yourself, just to keep your dignity from breaking any further. You knew it was nothing but some meaningless words you told yourself to maybe feel a little bit better, but it was all a lie, because you were aware of his condition. You could tell how pale his skin had became, after days of nonstop working without taking a bit of a rest, how he always had dark circles under his eyes in in the morning, and how he nearly fainted doing the tiniest bit of physical activity. Maybe he was suffering as much as you were, but he was just a pro at keeping it all to himself, thinking it's better this way for the both of you. Maybe he cared for you, more than you could ever imagine; or else there would never be a reasonable explanation for how you always woke up covered in a blanket after falling asleep waiting for him at the office. Just… how much complicated and mysterious could he be already…? You slowly got up, walking toward the man you adored with your whole life. The sound of your gentle footsteps made Fyodor raise his head a bit to see why you were attempting to distract him from work as you usually did, but he was surprised when he felt your hands on his shoulders, depending on them to make place for yourself on his lap.

"Myshka?…" You didn't answer to his call. Instead, you wrapped you arms around him like your life depended on it, inhaling his addictive scent as your tears found their way to your cheeks. His body tensed a little bit from your sudden arrival, but relaxed in advance, once he got used to the delightful warmness of your small figure curled up on his lap. Your fingertips slowly running around his skin felt so nice, making butterflies fly in his stomach. "I'm sorry, Fedya… I'm really sorry…" I'm sorry for falling this hard for you, to the point that I want our souls to become sole. It was a matter of time when you felt his right hand delicately holding your waist, slightly drawing unmeaningful patterns. His only relief was that you couldn't see how much of a blushing mess you made him to be, since your face was buried in the crook of his neck. You planted a small, but affectionate kiss on his temple, pressing yourself to his chest wishing everyday would end in something like this. If only time could stop when I buried myself into you… Your negative or maybe substantive thoughts could never matter at all; as long as you get to be stuck with a glorious mess, like him.

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