Chooo

chooo <3

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Ex-husband! Choso who refuses to get remarried because he’s still in love with you. Even though you filed for divorce due to his lack of time, He still comes by the house to take care of the kids and sometimes cooks dinner. You realize that he’s not going anywhere when after every visit he fucks you like the night of your wedding. (NSFw please)?

MY LOVE, MINE ALL MINE.

*ೃ༄ fem!reader, ex husband!choso, overstim, unprotected sex, whiney choso, breeding, praise, mdni. wc: 0.9k

ex-husband choso never stopped loving you, despite the two of you separating.

he couldn’t.

he’s always had a deep love for you, he couldn’t be bothered with trying to move on. he still happily wears his ring, there’s probably never a moment where he takes it off because he’s just that in love with you.

it happens every time. he ends up coming over, claiming he forgotten clothes, wants to visit the kids, anything else. yet once he has you alone with the kids being at your parents house, he shows how much he misses you.

he’s so gentle with his touch—sweet whimpers escape his lips as he creates kiss trails all over your body, savoring your sweet taste that he’s always missed.

“really missed my wife,” he’d mumble out, and his lips felt so soft, tender you started to pulse. it was incredibly embarrassing. yet you and choso both knew he knew every inch of your body. every inch that makes you whine out his name. “gorgeous body. ‘s perfect ‘n all for me.”

“c-choso,” you’d moan, bringing his head close up to your neck. he sucks on your tender collarbone, he’s buried balls deep with you being sprawled out on your back. he’s gripping your thigh, caressing it before he starts to moan against your ear.

you’re nearly losing your mind at how good your warmth swallows him, gripping tight around him, it makes him dizzy. “fuck..”

“hey hey,” he mumbles, hovering over your body, his warm breath wafts against your neck, he’s so addicted to sucking softly on your skin, nibbling it playfully to drag out and elicit the sweetest sounds from your mouth.

“don’t talk baby, jus’ want you to feel me. got me so obsessed,” he goes on to say, and he grabs onto your hand. his hands were bigger than yours, a smooth surface of his palms yet as his fingers interlock with yours, you felt the coldness of the metal. the wedding ring he still wore after all this time brush against his ring finger. “woman, y’don’t know how crazy you drive me..”

choso’s heart pounds the more he stares into your eyes. and he’s always gentle with his rhythm, but with its own sprinkle of roughness.

“can never stay a-away from you,” he moans, rutting himself against you. you’re just tightening and squeezing down on him that his jaw clenches. “baby, ‘m gonna get milked by you again. i-i feel it.”

“kiss me.” you spit out, just yearning for his touch, for more of his taste. at this point, you could care less that the two of you were split. your trembling legs locked around his slim waist as he’s pumping in and out of you.

your body cutely jerks and jolts against him, your frame he always found out to be so adorable in comparison to him.

he huffs out a breath before furrowing his eyebrows, growing more needy himself. “open your mouth then.”

you do—parting your lips, and choso leans in to kiss you, sloppily. you wrap your arms around him, his soft darkened hair tickles against your forehead, it wasn’t in its usual ponytails. he had it down because after all, he’s always had a thing for you pulling on it.

he moans in your mouth. still jackhammering his hips against yours at full throttle, your legs twitch and rub against his bare back. choso’s so high from your lips, running his tongue, tracing it against yours before you whimper once you feel him reach a hand down towards your pussy to give it a squeeze. he pulls away before whispering against your lips. “tell me you still love me, baby.”

“i-i still love you.” you whined, feeling your orgasm about to reach itself. it was approaching heavily, and your head went back against the pillow. choso’s eyes glimmer at your words, tracing a thumb against your lips before sneaking a kiss onto your mouth.

choso starts panting. “all i wanted to hear,” his muscles flex from his constant friction he creates with his sharp hips. you’re so full, his dick was purely appetizing, all you could even think of was your ex-husband spilling a thick load inside of you like he always does.

it always comes out a lot, thick stringy ropes of cum. his favorite thing to do would be to pull out and let the remains splatter all over your tummy.

“i wanna make you a mommy again so bad,” he stammers out. hiding his head inside of your neck, he’s nibbling near your collarbone once more. his right hand rests on your tummy as he’s still pumping in and out of you, his own strength making him whimper out. “miss seeing your pretty tummy so plump ‘n round. gorgeous body.”

“do it then,” you whined, brushing your heel against his back. his eyes light up, he prepared himself to say something but he just moans instead. choso’s voice, you could listen to it all day, whether he was whimpering or just conversing conversation. “gimme another baby, choso.”

“i’ll give you twins,” he whispers, his voice was undeniably shaky. peppering your nose with kisses. his hips rock back and forth in such a sensual way you find your nails dragging down his back. “but first,” he pauses, stopping mid thrust to bring out your hand, kissing it once. his voice was so gentle, he moans from how tight you squeeze around him.

choso slides off his ring—squeezing it on yours and it was a perfect fit, he leans in to kiss you before letting off a moan. “marry me, again?”

an. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. requests open <3

hi! infiltrating your space and adding danmei decorations to it

whats danmei?!!! ⁉️⁉️⁉️🗣️🔥🔥 hualian>>> everyone else

wait hualin IS DANMEI HELPPP

sobbing at 1am rn

unexpected. 

a/n: to the people who follow me – sorry i post once a month then provide nothing for weeks. here’s some word vomit as recompense T^T

genre: angst

word count: 16.7k+

[ atsumu x reader ]

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Everyone deserves a chance, right?

The only thing you could focus on was just barely keeping your head up, just enough to watch him leave you behind.

So why are you walking away from me?

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chocho

My Great Friend Choso

Tw: Noncon touching, somno, choking (sorta), photos taken without consent, food play

Creep!Choso is whose been your close friends for a few years now

Creep!Choso who you don’t know is actually creep because being around him always makes you feel at peace

Creep!Choso who knows what makes you feel so comfortable is his cooking but especially his special drinks

Creep!Choso who loves seeing your resting form stretched out along his couch

Creep!Choso who grabs his phone to add to his hidden album of vulgar photos of you.

Creep!Choso who scrolls past photos he took over the years of upskirts when you walked in front of him, or photos of you seemingly innocently lying on his bed unaware that your short skirt lets the bottom of your ass hang out and your slightly spread legs gives him a peak at your fat pussy lips covered by white panties with a small damp spot

Creep!Choso who adds a video to this folder instead of a photo

Creep!Choso who in the video is seen lifting the shirt off your sleeping body and freeing your perky breast. As the sound of the boring movie blared in the background his heavy breathing can be heard on the camera, he takes his phone in one hand and uses his other to tightly grip your tits. He brings his hand back to his length and strokes himself to full hardness before slapping your nipples with the tip his dick, watching your breast recoil upon impact. Tracing your areolas with his leaking head.

He sets his phone up on the side table getting a better shot of him mounted on your sleeping body. With both of his hands now free he grabs both your breast and squishes them together. Your boobs smother his length between them. The softness of them almost sending him over the edge.

He slowly rolls his hips forward overtaken by the sensation of your fat tits smothering his dick and almost cums when he feels his leaking mushroom. head brush against your bottom lip.

He props himself up better so that he can enjoy the pleasure of fucking your tits and his head hitting the plumpness of your lips.

Growing tired of holding your breast together he scoots himself further up your body, straddling your chest as he rest his balls in your open mouth and begins to rapidly strokes himself over your face.

He rubs his shaft up and down the your face, his balls seeming bouncing back and forth between your top and bottom lip.

He feels himself growing more brave and decides to slowly slide his cock between your lips. He sucks his teeth at the sensation of your teeth slightly grazing his length but keeps pushing forward anyways.

He feels his cock reach the back of your throat and it causes your sleeping form to slightly gag, your moth briefly tightening over his length.

The sensation over powers him and he accidentally shoots a bit of precum down the back of your throat causing you to gag and cough around him some more.

Your throat mouth begins to salivate and your throat tightens trying to dislodge the object blocking it, desperately attempting to push whatever it is out unknowingly making Choso pleasure so much better. He’s struggling to keep his breathing steady, he’s hunched over your face with his hands bunches of your hair. He frantically is bucking his hips into your mouth trying to feel your throat grip all of him. He feels you choking and knows he should slow down but he’s no longer in control of himself. As your body fights to bring air into your lungs your throat massages his length pulling an orgasm out of him.

He bites into his lip to prevent himself from moaning as he empties his balls in your struggling throat..he feels it mindlessly gulping his semen down yet still squeezing around him for more.

He finally pulls his cock out and leans back onto his haunches fighting to catch his breath. He shivers at the sound of your lips smacking knowing even if not awake, you enjoyed that. This wasn’t the first he’s used your mouth in your sleep and with how good your throat just felt it sure as hell wouldn’t be the last.

Like the good friend Choso is he leaves the room and comes back with a blanket to cover your sleeping form. He fixes your shirt back to how it was and pats your hair back down until it looks somewhat neat again. Before he leaves he crouches down and touch his lips against yours

“Goodnight and sweet dreams y/n”

This isn’t edited/proofread and was kinda posted as is but let me know if yall think I should add to it.

most heart wrenching piece that ive read T^T

have, do, will.

a/n: i love oikawa so, so much. happy birthday, you mf king *sobs*

content: angst | memory loss, car accident

word count: 14.2k+

[ oikawa x reader, iwaizumi x reader ]

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Please be okay. Please be okay. God, please, please, please be okay.

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the epilogue 💔💔💔

epilogue.

a/n: the end of have, do, will – if slowburns aren’t your thing, this can be read as a one shot :)

content: angst

word count: 4.4k+

[ oikawa x reader, iwaizumi x reader ]

part one. | part two.

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On the corner of the first street, Oikawa Tooru stands with one hand in his pocket and the other low at his side, a gift bag held limply in his fingers by the paper handles that hang dryly onto his sweaty palm. The spring sun is beating down against him in his button-up dress shirt. He’s in slacks and some nice sneakers, a little scuffed on the edges but still fairly new. His hair is swept neatly to the side as usual and he put on cologne this morning. Not the one he usually wears day-to-day, but the next best one after that. He hopes it’ll be enough.

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