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i want a dick so bad. i NEED a dick so bad. like i wanna experience having a boner. i wanna jack off and feel the nut coming from my balls out the tip of my dick. i wanna bust a load into someones ass. like PLEASE GOD 😿🙏🙏🙏.

can we start writing lesbian x readers having raw lesbian sex. i wanna go back in time when i would scissor with my gf. like bro i don't wanna read about a strap i want me and ellie williams to be grinding PUSSY LIPS together!!!!!!!!!

haikyuu is having a comeback guys and i need to express my extreme obsession with kenma so lipstick testing ok lets go

your phone rings with kenmas display name glowing on the screen, 'pudding head', it reads. after a few moments he wakes up, answering the phone in a groggy voice. "yn?" he voices out your name and audibly clears his throat. "hey you. come over, i need your help with something." you chirp and ruffle through a bag, lipsticks, lip stains, lip gloss, and even chapstick clanking loudly against each other, kenma hums in confusion when the sound escapes his phone speaker. "come over why? are you gonna do something evil..." he sighs. "just get over here!" before he gets to respond, you hang up and text him hurriedly. "i'll be waiting".

your phone dings, causing your shoulders to jump and you read the notification. "pudding head: knock knock". you spring out your chair and run to your front door, opening it to reveal kenma, in his usual red sweater and he itches his scalp nervously. "are you gonna tell me what happe-" you cut his sentence short by dragging him by the arm and shutting the door loudly, pushing him into your room. kenma has a tendency to observe your room every time hes in it, no matter if it hasn't changed whatsoever. his eyes pause at the absurd amount of lip products splayed on your desk. "uh..." he breaths out. he looks back at you with literal concern on his face and points at it in confusion. "why?" "we're going to do lipstick testing! sit down." he obediently sits down on your cushiony bed and stares at you with expecting eyes while you grab a hand full of lipsticks. "how are you gonna go about this? why do i need to be here...?" he mumbles as you grab makeup wipes, his eyes following your figure as you move around. "just wanna try some colors out on you." you tell him simply and smile at him, dropping lipstick containers into his lap. "on...me?" kenma glances down at the lipsticks and tilts his head to the side and points at himself. "yes, you." you say with a smile, pulling out a few hair clips, some in star shapes, some in hearts, some normal ones, and some sparkly ones. "which one should we use, hm?" you ask him, displaying one of each on your hands. "...why do i need to pick?" he looks up at you with big eyes, his golden eyes meeting with yours for a few seconds before looking down shyly. one thing about kenma is that he absolutely sucks at eye contact, especially during more intimate moments or when your close to his face. "because its going in your hair." he stares at the hair clips, seemingly deep in thought about which one to choose just for him to say a quick, "i don't know." you sigh and put all the clips down. "then i'll choose!" you take two baby blue star clips and lift his face up gently, clipping his silky long blonde out of his face. it truly is a mystery on how hes able to keep his hair so soft and silky even after bleaching it. you start applying a red lipstick on your lips and grab his squishy cheeks, pressing your lips against his soft, slightly chapped ones and he kisses back eagerly. his hands instinctively go to your waist, making an attempt to drag you closer to him but you pull away, he pouts. "why'd you-" "this is lipstick testing kenma, not a makeout session." you chuckle sweetly at his wide eyes and red blush, ruffling his long hair and reaching for your makeup wipes.

after awhile, kenmas soft, blushing face is covered in kiss marks, a variety of reds, pinks, and nudes contrasting with his pale face. "alright, all done!" you exclaim and admire your work with a proud smile, your palms still holding kenmas warm face. "you're done?" he asks, disappointed. "i still want more kisses."

I CANT STOP THINKNING ABOUT KENMA AS UR BF SOMEONE SEND HELP

bf kenma! who hates physical touch from everyone but you

bf kenma! who always preforms better when you're watching him in his matches

bf kenma! who doesn't like pda, but pinky holding is an exception

bf kenma! who prefers staying home and playing video games and eating junk food rather than taking you out

bf kenma! who lays his head on your lap and automatically falls asleep once you play with his hair

bf kenma! who teaches you how to play video games and plays minecraft with you

bf kenma! who will ignore you if he's jealous and waits for you to ask what's wrong, and quietly tell you what happened while avoiding eye contact

bf kenma! who gives you a small peck on the cheek as an apology if he does something you disapprove of

bf kenma! who copies off your paper work if he doesn't do it himself (90% of the time he doesn't)

bf kenma! who may have a blank expression, but his eyes are always full of adoration when he looks at you

bf kenma! who forgets to eat and gets embarrassed when you feed him yourself (after some nagging)

bf kenma! who likes putting his arm around your waist while holding his controller when you sit next to him while he's playing video games

bf kenma! who "accidentally" leaves his sweaters or tshirts at your house (he likes seeing you in his clothes) (he will never admit that to anyone)

bf kenma! who sucks with eye contact and gets pink in the face when you look at him for too long

bf kenma! who makes sure you're NEVER around kuroo because he's scared you'll end up liking him

bf kenma! who likes (needs) reassurance and compliments

bf kenma! who loves to fall asleep on your chest or thighs

bf kenma! who doesn't like spooning that much and just prefers to intertwine his legs with yours (unless he's feeling down, he does like to cuddle sometimes)

bf kenma! who shares earphones with you and will always listen to the music you like with no complaints

bf kenma! who rather listens to slow and quiet music or screamo music depending on his mood

bf kenma! who isn't much of a talker, prefers to listen to you yap about anything and everything, slipping in a "oh wow" "seriously??" "no way" or just repeating the last 5 words you said quietly

bf kenma! who loses so much hair in the summer as if he's shedding like a cat

bf kenma! who gets too shy to instigate a kiss, but that doesn't mean he won't kiss you back with as much passion as you give him

bf kenma! who doesn't really care what you do to him, do his makeup, draw on him, braid his hair, squish his cheeks, poke him, whatever lets him see that radiating smile of yours

bf kenma! who catches himself smiling when you do, or laughing quietly when you do, even if he has no idea what's going on

bf kenma! who loves you for who you are and is convinced you're his soulmate

hi guys um tsukishima is growing on me do u think he would be jealous and then he confesses to u....ahahahaha........help

noya slaps your back lightly while encouraging you loudly, his hand resting on your lower back. suga rubs your shoulder blades in acknowledgment, a reassuring smile plastered on his face, daichi ruffles your hair with a chuckle. "you'll get it next time yn, i believe in you!" hinata exclaims with starry eyes as he skips towards you, the noise of his squeaky shoes bounces off the gym walls and before his hands get to slap against your shoulders he gets cut off, a volleyball bouncing off the back of his fluffy tangerine hair. "YEOWWWWW!!!!" he yells out, grabbing his head dramatically. "lay off pipsqueak." tsukishimas voice echos through everyones ears as he walks over to you with the same volleyball he threw at hinata. "hey what was tha-" hinata starts but quickly cut off by tsukishimas quiet voice that was aimed toward you. his gaze lingers for a bit, glasses shining when his eyes meet with your seemingly longing ones. "...can i talk to you real quick?" tsukishima says slowly while looking down at sugas comforting hand on your shoulder, that same shoulder losing the warmth of his hand when he lets go. "you can't just take them! they're practicing with us!" noyas booming voice causes tsukishima to roll his eyes. "let it go bro! he looks mad!" tanaka butts in and noya mumbles a sassy "whatever" and shrugs his hand off your back. "yeah...'course you can talk to-" "privately."

you follow tsukishima outside the gym, not without a few "ooooo"s and you could've sworn you heard yamaguchi cheering on with a, "you got this tsukki!". maybe you misheard? tsukishimas back is faced towards you but you can almost make out the expression he has, the usual nonchalant and confident aura from him has been replaced with...nervousness, it almost feels like. his shoulders are slightly raised like a startled cat and he glances back at you, the crusty white light attached to the gym building glowing against tsukishimas pale porcelain skin and his glasses show a faint reflection of your figure, he looks away from you swiftly. your heart skips a beat. the only thing keeping this situation from being awkwardly quiet is the distant sound of crickets chirping and an eventual sigh escapes his chest. "soooo," you break the painful silence. "why'd you n-" you start, trying to strike a conversation with the blonde boy but he cuts you off. "why do you let them touch you all the time?" he asks harshly turning around to look down at you. your face twists into confusion, your eyebrows scrunching together. tsukishima scoffs and rolls his eyes. "is it not annoying?" he cocks his head mockingly, taking a step closer to you. you huff, "so you brought me out of practice to shit talk your teammates?" you cross your arms, "those are my friends y'know?" "do you need such touchy friends?" he asks, his golden eyes narrowing at you, his body leaning downward to get closer to you. "why do you care so much?" you question him and he goes silent. "what? you like me or something?" you joke, a proud smile creeping onto your face at his surprised expression, he quickly furrows his brows and stands up straight. "maybe i do yn! maybe i do like you. maybe i can't stand seeing any other boys filthy hands on you because i like you, i should be with you! not your childish little 'friends'!" tsukishima exclaims and he rubs his face in frustration, running his hands through his short blonde locks, refusing to look at your face.

you're beyond shocked, dumbfounded even. his rushed, loud confession which is nothing like him, and the fact he was confessing because he was jealous? you'd think it was cute if you weren't blown away. "kei..." you mutter his first name, sending gentle shivers down his spine that he tries his best to hide from you. "shut up shut up shutupshutupshutup." he grumbles into his hands. "you're really gonna confess like that?" you giggle before full on laughing, clutching your stomach and even wiping a tear or two from laughter. "yeah okay, laugh it up." tsukishima groans and you let out a long sigh while looking down. "you are such an idiot." you say and look up at him with a smile, he can't help the pink tint that coats his warm cheeks and he looks away from your eyes. "look who's talking, you moron." he grunts in annoyance, rolling his eyes once again. you reach for his trembling hand and step closer to him, the shakiness of his hand was quite surprising but it was a nice reassurance that he wasn't just playing a stupid prank on you. your hand reaches for his warm neck and rest your palm on the curve of it, pulling his face closer to yours and finally, finally pressing a gentle, loving kiss to his soft lips. tsukishima hesitates for a split second, his raised shoulders relaxing as he kisses you back, both of his large, bandaged hands grabbing your hips. "i like you too, silly."

"KIYOKO ISN'T STAYING IN AGAIN?!" tanaka and noya yell in sync. "no, but we still have yachi! and an honorable mention that i won't reveal." daichi starts and yachi waves at the two energetic boys. "honorable mention?" hinata adds into the conversation. "you'll see." suga says with a smile looking at tsukishima smugly, he sighs and grumbles incoherent complains. all of the other boys look at him and look at him with furrowed brows. "why are you looking at me?" tsukishima spits. "suga looked at you when he said-" "shut up, yamaguchi." he interrupts. "sorry tsukki."

"wow, how fancy." you say to tsukishima in a quiet voice as you scan over the building they were staying in before their intense match they have in a few days, you don't look at him when he speaks up. "it really isn't much. let's just get inside." he mumbles and glances down at you already walking to the wide doors. "wha- don't go in without me!" he demands, but you're too far away to hear him and you slide open the doors, all of karasuno looking back at you. you stare for awhile before suga clears his throat and speaks, "ah, yn.". you wave with a smile and the gray haired boy walks over to you, placing a comforting hand on the small of your back as he introduces you. "this is yn, she'll be staying with us until the match." he starts, opening his mouth to say more but noya and tanaka let out a yell. "YN-SAAAAN, WOOOWWWW!!! YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!" they yell, skipping toward you and falling on their knees. "YN-SAN, PLEASE WILL YOU-" they shout at you, bowing on the floor and you just stare. why are they so...weird...?? "she won't be doing anything for you." tsukishimas low voice echos through tanaka and noyas ears, they quickly sit up and stare up at the blonde boy. "waitwaitwait you can't tell us what to do!" tanaka yells angrily and noya nods with his hands on his hips. "you're right, but i'm aloud to tell you to leave my girlfriend alone, because this girl doesn't know how to say no." he flicks your forehead and you cover it with both your hands, furrowing your brows up at him and he just chuckles through his nose. "G-G-G-G-GIRLFRIEND??!!" tanaka, noya, and hinata (who's been hiding behind tanaka) scream in sync. "stop screaming, you're gonna bust my eardrums." tsukishima grumbles, looking down at the hand that's been resting on your back, he looks at suga with a stare that says "can you not.". suga chuckles and his hand leaves your warm body. "yes, girlfriend, so don't try anything. i assure you she doesn't want any of you." he glares down at all three of them and hinata shivers in intimidation. "y-yessir." they say in unison. daichi stands up from his spot, clapping his hands together to grab everyones attention successfully. "food's about to be done, i'm sure you all are hungry?"

"they're so childish." tsukishima complains and tosses his headphones on the nightstand next to the medium sized bed, he sighs. "i think they're all nice, i like them." you tell him and sit on the bed, the mattress dipping down from tsukishimas weight when he lays down next to you. "don't show too much interest, those air heads and that little shrimp will get the wrong idea." he says with closed eyes. the light from the moon outside creeps through the thin curtains and paints his skin one shade lighter, emphasizing his features. his porcelain skin seems to almost glow in the moonlight, his hazel eyes closed shut, his usual furrowed brows resting for once, you even notice a few freckles splayed against his under eyes, and his glasses shine before you decide to respond to him. "it's okay kei, no need to worry about what they'll do." you assure him while slipping his glasses of his smooth face, his eyes remain closed while you run a hand through his short blonde hair, placing a soft kiss against his forehead and he sighs in content at your affection, doing nothing to stop you because you and him both know he's a sucker for your love. "i know, it's just..." he starts, his navy black eyelashes flutter as he opens his eyes, golden irises meeting with yours and his gaze lingers for awhile, and yours does too. tsukishima is a very, very handsome boy, with such an interesting personality, sometimes you wonder how you got so lucky. his enhanced cheeks dusting pink as he silently admires your face. "you're so...not an annoying pipsqueak. i'm just being cautious of those girl crazy dimwits." he confesses in a hushed tone, his eyes shoot across your eyes and down to your lips, making a triangular motion. "thank you...i think?" you say with uncertainty, and you laugh quietly. "you're very welcome." tsukishima says with a small smile on his lips. "lay down with me." tsukishima mumbles and you oblige plopping your body next to his tall figure, you place your elbow on the fluffed pillows while you rest your cheek on your palm. "what, tired from arguing with your teammates?" you say, a cheeky smile plastered on your lips, the apples of your cheeks mirroring the blush tsukishima has on his smooth ones. "course i'm tired, do you know how confusing it is to have a conversation with those morons?" you dont respond, only looking at him with a sweet smile, staring at him with an expression that screams "i love you.". he gives you a "stop smiling at me" look before adjusting his gaze from yours. "shut up and go to sleep." "i didnt say anything!" you shout and he quickly hushes you and forces your head down on the pillow under you. "sleep." he demands and he shuts his eyes. "kei, i cant sleep." you whisper to him, poking his side and he slaps your hand away softly. "just sleep." he whispers back, his eyes still shut as he adjusts his position so he's resting on his side and motions you to lift your head up, and you do. he slips the arm he was resting on around your shoulder and he pushes you closer to his chest, your face snuggled in his shirt, the smell of his laundry detergent filling your senses. "better?" he says with sass, but he's far from being irritated. "hmmm, you're missing something." tsukishima scoffs, pulling your head away from his chest and guiding it up to look at his flustered appearance that he thinks he's so good at hiding. his eyes never meet yours as he closes them and tsukishima leans in, your eyes flicker closed while you wait for his lips to connect with yours. and they do, they do so passionately it makes both of you lose your breath. he pulls away for a few seconds to let out a shaky exhale before pulling you in for another kiss. his soft lips move in sync with yours perfectly and he runs his long fingers through your hair while deepening the kiss, swiping his tongue against your bottom lip before his gentle lips leave yours. his gentle lips leave yours and he quickly looks down at your hand, intertwining his longer fingers with yours and he squeezes three times. "i love you."

"dude, tanaka, bro. you don't get it. she's super mega better than kiyoko." "but no one's better than queen kiyoko, noya!" tanaka argues, he looks at noya like he's out of his mind, noya simply shakes his head with his hands firmly placed on his hips. "nope, yn's like...i dunno. whats better than a queen?" noya thinks, his hand leaves his hips to tap his finger on his chin and tanaka stares at the short boy, awaiting his answer. "stop looking at me!" noya yells at tanakas intense gaze. "no matter what you say, or how angrily you look at me, i wont change my mind!" he says loudly, stomping dramatically out the classroom. "but noya!" tanaka protests, trying to catch noyas attention to no avail. "cant talk, i gotta meet yn in the smart class!" "noya!" tanakas angry shouts go deaf to noyas ears as he makes his way to your class.

you scribble words in your notebook before closing it, glancing to your phone when it vibrates, noyas name illuminating the screen.

"hey pretty girl"

"im coming over to ur class rn"

you smile at the messages and grab your phone to text him a simple, "okay, i packed you some lunch" "hope ur hungry <3". the last text you sent was a bit of a silly one, you never had to hope he was hungry for your homemade lunches because he would always scarf the food down in less than 5 minutes while he listens intently to what you have to ramble on about, slipping in a few jokes with a stuffed mouth, full of food, that never failed to make you laugh. you glance at the time, its only been a minute after your teacher announced it was lunch, and noya was already sprinting to your class to see you. the door swings open and an excited shout of your name follows. you look up at the familiar voice and see noya confidently striding towards you, dragging a chair next to you and sitting in it, his arm swinging over your shoulder, a few curious eyes stare, noya pays no attention, his eyes practically shaped in beating red hearts as he stares at you, a dopey grin splayed across his face, and he speaks up. "hey gorgeous." he starts, stroking his fingers through your hair as he admires you. "hmmm, yn...you kinda look like you're missing something today." he asks, tilting his head as he scans your face and you just chuckle. this isn't the first time he's said this to you, you'll ask, "what am i missing today, noya?" and he'll respond with a big, toothy smile, "a big fat kiss on those pretty lips of yours.". today's no different, you don't stop the passionate boy from leaning in, angling his head to the right and raising his hand to cup your cheek. his soft lips (that he spends way too much time trying to make as soft as they can possibly be for you) meet yours in a slow, sensual way, a quiet smacking noise leaving both of your collided lips. noyas body scoots closer to yours and he tries to discreetly grab at your waist, but you swat his hand away before his greedy fingers could reach under your shirt. "noya." you warn him against his lips. "hehe, oops." is all he mutters before pulling your mouth onto his again, his tongue swipes against your bottom lip, subtly asking for you to part your lips so he can explore your mouth, and you pull away. "seriously?" you deadpan at him, furrowing your brows. "what? you look seriously super duper extra mega pretty today. can't help myself." he confesses, a smile still present on his lips, a lovesick look in his eyes that's screaming "you're so beautiful and i love you so much" so painfully loud. you can't help but smile at the gaze he gives you, and you cover his face with your palm, pushing his head to the side as you reach for your bag. "oouh! is it time for my food?" noya exclaims, his smile growing wider as you pull out a bento box, snapping the sides open and his eyes glow at the onigiri and steamed meat buns. "yn!" he cries out your name loudly and immediately grabs a meat bun, shoving the whole thing in his mouth, melting at the delicious taste. "yn! you're so kind! making me food...its so yummy!" he bawls out in happiness, chewing contently with his eyes closed. "you're welcome, noya." "thank you! thank you yn! you're the best girlfriend ever!" he thanks you over and over, taking a big bite out of the onigiri.

hes so cute literally bf goals. also meat buns are so flipping good pls im craving them now