Did Bullies! Miya Twins And Suna Just Start Picking On Their Manager! Chubby Reader Out Of Nowhere Or

Did bullies! Miya twins and Suna just start picking on their manager! chubby reader out of nowhere or do they just want a passion project (a soft thing to use) in the first place? I wanna sock then in the jaw the fuck 😭

I want them to grovel and beg and have the chubby lil thing ignore them and do their business after they get hurt by them 🧍🏽

Very sadistic and masochistic of me 🏃

no matter how bad you want to hurt them, you can't.

the trio versus you? you're looking for the worst. knowing how ruthless the trio can be when they want and you will be taking the blow for it.

the moment you entered at the very gym door, you were doomed. considering the trio isn't the type of people to take interest with others than who they find the challenge. starting from the harmless teasing and how you reacted from it, adorable you who fiddles your fingers and the stutter of saying no. being down to earth and shit and they wondered what can they get more out of you and so it began.

there's no malice from it when it first began. a cliche beginning like those of a schoolboy with a crush on the girl who can't really express what they feel. it didn't start something physical when atsumu out of curiosity wondered how you'll feel against him. the soft skin of yours to his hard muscles. stuck in the locker room and he's breathing. the slow kind of breathing like a predator after cornering the prey he's about to devour.

“a-atsumu...” you barely squeak out. holding his arms as the roam all over your body. squeezing and kneading the flesh like he can't believe that someone could be like this. so soft and warm. he doesn't hear you not even when your voice is in a panic of what he's about to do. his hand lowering and pulling the waist band of your track suit before slithering his hand, cupping your clothed pussy and he's groaning at the feeling of your cunt in his hands. “yer' warm. i bet you're warmer inside....” he whispers and he's slowly plunging his fingers in your fat pussy. spreading your pussy lips and pumping his fingers. you were about to keel over if it wasn't for him holding you. your eyes are beaded with tears and you telling him to stop. what are your words to the older miya if he's lost to the feel of you. your ass rubbing his erect manhood straining in his jersey shorts. “i like you now. more than before.” pulling out his fingers coated with your release. he left you alone in the locker room. his shorts covered in his own cum. licking his lips like a man possessed.

osamu was about to kick his twin in the face, annoyed by his yapping not when he mentioned you. bragging how got you in the locker room and osamu asks nonchalantly what he did and atsumu, the big mouth he have. told him everything. how soft you feel against him and how warm your cunt is and how he made you cum with his fingers only. he didn't stop until osamu left the room.

the mop made a clanging sound as you dropped it. osamu dragging you to the nearest bench. pinning you with such strength that it almost knocked the breath out of you. startled you pushed him but it was nothing to osamu's built. “you like atsumu's fingers inside you, don't you?” you shaked your head. “liar.” osamu sneers at you. spreading your legs apart and he's quick to tug the pants of your tracksuit. “keep this legs close, you understand me.” it wasn't a question you know that and you only nod. the younger twin groans. lodging his cock between your thick thighs. slick with his spit before moving back and forth and he's holding your legs. your ankles hooked in his shoulder while he ruts in your thighs. jiggling at every impact of his thighs. the ripples and your stretch marks and cellulites bare for him and plus the tearful look you have before the tears came rolling while you stare in the ceiling while the grey haired miya continues his onslaught on your thighs. why do you have to be a whore and act like an innocent being at the same time. osamu hates it, knowing he's the same as his twin and atsumu was first to touch you like that. osamu cums with a groan. his thick cum splattering on your shirt and some of it landing on your face. he grinds for a bit to ride his high and he should have taken a picture of your thighs covered with his sticky cum. he cleans you up before going away and you were left there. used and abused.

suna's the nasty one. forcing you to grind his thigh while he records you both. your panties soaking and the small embarrassing moans you were trying to keep plays in his phone. sucking on your breasts while he grips your waist. forcing you to grind harder against his length until you were soaking his naked thighs and you've stained your panties from you cums. sharing the recorded video to the twins and how they casually comments how good you are and how just soft that they could fuck you forever.

passion project or not or something soft for them to use. it just gets worst.

Hi there Shai!!

I'm the person who proposed to you♡

I just wanna know how your day has been so far

I just wanted to let you know that you have people to seek out when you feel like it

I, for one, would surely love to listen to you as you talk about your day!!

♡Love♡

~~Anon~~

hi there, my tumblr spouse. 👉👈

i'm doing good, i guess. uni is tough and i'm struggling a lot since i lost the motivation to my chosen program and yeah, flunking but it's okay. i am hoping to get my gears running again next semester and hopefully i'm motivated enough to finish it.

how are you? thanks for letting me that i have someone like you and to my peeps here. thank you for always making me smile with your asks.

THE BULLY!MIYA TWINS AND BULLY!SUNA WAS JUST HHHHHHH

Don't you think it would stop if manager!chubby reader were to tell Kita about it? But then again, if Kita had already graduated by the time they show their true colors they are fuck outta luck huh 😞

What if they move to Tokyo (Nekoma or Fukurodani) because of their parents' transfer due to their jobs? Won't that be an escape?

they're careful how they act towards you when kita-san is around. they don't want to reprimanded for teasing you and get scolded for it. they slowly made their musings obvious when as the day of their captain's graduation grew neared and that's where they took their harmless taunting goes to the extreme. who would you tell now?

moving is finally freedom isn't it?

but you can't still clear of the volleyball teams in tokyo. you still took the role as a manager despite the previous mischiefs of your previous team. they were different than the bunch of foxes that you had to deal with. the owls and their owl like captain is more welcoming and kind. the team always made you feel comfortable without the judgement and treated you as their equal as their respected manager.

as the manager of one tokyo's top team, it wasn't a surprise that were always playing for nationals and unfortunately your previous team is no exception for that title. your bullies isn't that far behind from you.

it was atsumu who finds you first. finding you in the arms of your team's captain. bokuto was nothing but the sweetest and kindest to you. he made you laugh with his antics and seeing the sight before him. atsumu sees red. you didn't even notice him. thinking that you're hot shit now that you're in another team. you're just a traitor.

luck was on their side when they see you alone refilling the water bottles. it provided them the perfect opportunity to drag you in the lockers with no people to interrupt them and get down to business.

“disappearing on us and only to find you in another team. that's a no-no, princess.” osamu is the first one to reprimand you. atsumu tuts, suna remains passive but those fox like eyes of his seems to glint.

“i didn't mean to. we had to move.” you meekly explain. the fear of being cornered again by these foxes isn't the thing you were worried of since you moved and now, they're on you again. ready to devour at the slightest mistake of their bunny. plump and juicy to take a bite off and they're going to savor every part of their fat bunny.

“traitor.” atsumu tuts. pulling you closer and your back is against his chest. his cock pressing in his black jersey shorts. grunting a bit when he rubs his aching cock between your clothed ass cheeks.

suna and the younger miya twin moves towards you. both of their faces on your side as rintaro's slender fingers grasps your soft chin. “you know what happens to traitors, princess?” suna asks you. examining the look of uneasiness in your face. “they get punished.” osamu answers to suna's question for you.

they were quick. nimble as they are on and off in the court as they were with you. brusquely tugging at your tracksuit with looks of disapproval from the color. red suited you more than white.

osamu pulls you for a bruising kiss. his hold in your jaw is rough. forcing you to open your mouth to welcome his tongue. it was messy and sloppy. a contrast to his twin's kisses in your neck.

if it wasn't for atsumu's tight grip around your waist, you would lose your balance from suna spreading your thighs. hoisting your other leg in his shoulder as he plunges his face in between your thighs. inhaling the sweet scent of your pussy and feel the fabric get soaked by your juices. pushing your panties aside, rintaro wastes no time in taking a lick of your slit. spreading your pussy lips apart to get a taste of what he really wants. his lips are wrapped around your engorged clit. suckling on it like a baby would do to a breast in which osamu was already doing.

the cold pads of his fingers brushing over to your nipples. your bare breasts are presented to him and osamu eagerly sucks. tugging your nipple with his teeth while your other nipple is pinched between his fingers. roll and suck. he keeps repeating it.

“can they have you like this?” atsumu moans. licking the shell of your ear as you unconsciously grinds your ass in his aching length. “can they touch you like we touched you?” osamu gropes your breasts harder. “can they make you cum like we do?” a breathless whine coming from you as your orgasm broke. rintaro sucking your clit harshly and it was enough to bring you to your release.

“n-no.”

“good.” osamu praises you. “don't think we're done with you.” he warns. you take heed of the warning cause you know they are true to his words and it's also they're right to do whatever it pleases them to you. you owe the m much.

you were put in different positions. folded in ways you didn't know you can. osamu bouncing you in his cock while you take turns in blowing rintaro and atsumu's cocks. jerking them until they're painting your body white. taking turns on filling your abused hole while they sing you of praises. by the time they're done with you. you ache in places. sore between your legs while their spent is trickling down your thighs.

“see you soon, princess.” they say. exchanging spit before they let you go and you dreaded on what about to come. they're a powerhouse team and will continue to dominate the court along with your now team.

you wished this tournament will be over as soon as you know it.

i wonder what will bully! miya twins and bully! suna react when they find out manager! chubby reader is sick? or maybe in their period with the most painful cramps known to mankind? hahaha been thinking this for a while now😓

they get a little worried. yeah, worried.

it was annoying at first why you didn't show up at practice and it was boring as hell. the drills they were doing was little less entertaining without you. they don't see your body jiggling, chasing the stray balls to be put away and you're belly being squished from how many water bottles you are carrying or see yourself trip.

so when one late afternoon practice, they don't see you prepping up for the practice they just shrugged it first. maybe you're running late or you're putting up for the paperwork. when you didn't show up something is definitely wrong.

as bad you don't want to join the practice, you didn't want to ditch your duty as the manager even it costs being made fun of those trio whom you always made their days complete when they get a good laugh out of you. you just have to make this cramps go away or whatever call the saints or something just to get through with your monthly problems.

they find out you were curled up in the nurse's office. a heating pad in your stomach while you passed the time in your own little area until atsumu's voice rang to the small office and finding you resting on the bed.

“awww, poor baby.” atsumu feigns concern. plopping beside you and the two following suit. you remained motionless not wanting to move in order to avoid putting pressure on your abdomen. “does this hurt so much?” suna asks. you nodded and his cold hands creeps under your shirt to rub your round belly. squirming, you found yourself to be in more relief, you wouldn't say that.

“i heard sex helps with cramps.” atsumu commented. looking at his twin with a mischievous smirk in his face. “oh, really.” osamu's replies in a monotonous voice but his hands are in your thighs pawing at your skin.

“then, maybe let's put it to test.” and they all nodded in agreement.

Hi there, Shai!!

This idea had been eating my brain for a long time soo Here we goWhat are your thoughts about jjk men who would collar (and maybe even chain) their wife up after they tried to escape / were disobeying?

I'm so sorry for wasting your time over this

I LOVE your work!

Keep it up!!

Byeeee (^-^)/

-Anon

❝𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗗𝗢 𝗜𝗧, 𝗜 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗞 𝗡𝗢𝗧. ❞

featuring gojo satoru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, geto suguru

content warnings yandere themes, nonconsensual themes, chains and collars, minor pet play, ankle cuffs, electrocution, degradation, dark content, gaslighting, manipulation.

synopsis yandere jjk men who would use a chain/collar on their darling

GOJO is the least fond of it. finding the contraptions unpleasant to the eyes and it doesn't suit you. you were the esteemed wife of him and you would be treated as royalty like him. princess treatment and all but he could make exceptions when you're particularly disobedient.

a day is enough of you wearing that collar. he knows how humiliated you feel in that contraption and he did feel bad a little when he sees the tears in your eyes. clawing at the leather in such panicked state that you're already begging for him. saying you'll be good and you will never do it again and satoru believes you...

“you wouldn't do it again, my sweet wife?” he coos. cold slender fingers are wrapped around your neck. his nimble fingers unfastening the cold buckle pressing in your skin. blinking the tears away and sniffling, you nod. too eager and distressed that you were willing to do anything just to get the collar removed.

from how gojo sees it and how you were dead scared earlier. he knows you will be good and learned your lesson. it pains him that you can't even speak while you claw the collar in your neck pulling it that it left claw marks in your skin. droplets of blood making its way outside of your skin and he don't want that again to happen.

satoru froze for a second when you come latching at him after the collar was removed. he expected you to come scratching at him. screaming obscenities from how vile he was instead your soft body is molded against his lean one. “i'll be good.” you repeatedly whisper and your dear husband softens at what you have said. “i know you will.” he replies. hugging you back with such tenderness and no matter how bad he felt. it honestly feels rewarding to see you this clingy to him.

the collar wasn't that bad after all.

NANAMI is not the one you could drive with a reason. deeming that is was unsafe for you to go outside and so when the first idea came running in your mind. a second he was fast to chain you up. nothing to the extreme but ankle cuffs that send jolts of electricity the moment you step outside.

he doesn't like the cuffs in your ankles but he isn't that willing to let you go easily. escaping him means disobeying and who would want that for their spouse to do it. you're not the only who's suffering from it, he also does but tells himself that it would be the good for you and him.

nanami pulls the knot in his tie. effectively loosing the fabric and making him breathe in relief. he's finally home and he can't wait just to be with you. when he's about to turn in the living room. he hears it. the soft thump of a hard object repeatedly being smacked against a pillow and then his heart breaks at the sight.

you were frustratedly tugging at the cuffs wrapped around your ankles. silently screaming and in the verge of tears when it won't just break. punching the throw pillows in the couch as your way to vent the anger, of being chained, of not being free.

noticing nanami's presence you immediately wiped the tears pooling in your eyes and avoiding his gaze. hugging yourself and pretends nothing happened.

sighing, nanami kneels in front of you. gently putting your feet in his lap and unlocking the device that made your life miserable than it is. “better now?” he asks and you nod, not bothering to wipe the tear that trickled down your cheek. “it's for the better.” he murmurs and you remained silent. your feet still on his laps while he rubs the sore spots on where the cuffs where wrapped around you. it's a routine for him. take care of his darling wife. pamper them after leaving them for a long time and please them.

it's a small price to pay when you've given him your dues.

TOJI humiliates you like he needs the air. the chains dangling as he pulled it attached to where your collar is buckled. forcing you to look at him with a furious look in your eyes. cute. as you should be akin to a mutt that no amount of yapping could remove the cuteness. whetting the rage growing aside from desire.

“you're a bitch and you know what happen to bitches. they get punished, you ungrateful bitch.” toji scowled. the sharp lines of his body are defined than it was. eyes glimmering with anger. pulling the chains until your face is in his large hand. gripping your soft jaw so tight they might crush under his raw strength.

he got no qualms about treating you like a pet. you earned it. if you weren't such a bitch you wouldn't be collared and pulled like a toy you are. there's no explanations of it and it's the only known way of the sorcerer killer to discipline someone like you. hope you will be learning your lesson after he's done with you or you're back to the leash if you misbehave again.

GETO finds it highly degrading. it's not pleasing for his eyes to see his darling all chained up or somehow collared. punishments are served by isolating you to others or simply reprimanding you. knowing how affected you are by it and you seem behaved this days. he keeps you grounded and the mere thought of escaping are shut. you didn't even plan it.

he's a man of control and is confident in his skills that he won't let you out of his grasps and when you really wanted to be punished bad. expect he had the stuff, tucked away in a hidden corner that you won't even think he possessed. imagine you really messed up bad and you're wrists are chaffed from the materials rubbing in your skin.

the thoughts of escaping/disobeying is something you shouldn't even think of. you won't like the results.

thinking about roommate! geto who catches you pleasuring yourself. it wasn't intentional when your door's crack open and enough to take a peek and he's cool about it. everyone has needs right? but what it's not right is hearing you whimper pathetically. you can't even fuck yourself right with your fingers.

sweat covers your plush body as your fingers rub your clit. squished by your creamy thighs to get that delicious friction and your closed eyes. probably imagining something erotic to get that pleasure you were aiming for. biting your lips to suppress the moans. he can't take his eyes off you. seeing this other side of his roomie who wouldn't make a peep about him fucking other girls next door. who didn't even complained about the noises and maybe you fucked yourself through the moans he was giving the girls he'd fucked. maybe.

he left after knowing you had cummed and it wasn't intense as you were hoping for. you needed a good dick and he have that but he can't just offer it to you. knowing you'll be embarrassed and worst avoid him. he can't afford it. so when he hears you talking to a friend about you going to a date and how worried you sound that you can't do it right. the opportunity comes.

maybe, you'll accept him teaching you on giving proper ways to please someone. he's the expert. he can't have you being disappointed to yourself to please someone or after he'd fucked you, you won't even thinking of going to a date knowing you have him at your time. say the word and he'll fuck you good. make you cum and squirt all over yourself just the mere cock of him inside you.

wishful thinking it is but geto can't help to want and need you. have you all over him. your thick thighs beside his face as you suffocate him with your pussy. it's a good way to die. or pound your sweet, fat pussy and grip the squishy belly you have. please you over and over again until all you can think about is him.

he simply can't wait for it to happen.