OK OK As Much As I Like Shadowpeach Starting As Friends Consider… Hate At First Sight

Hello! I was wondering if you could do Atsumu w/ a s/o who tells their friends they play volleyball and their friends just start laughing and making jokes like “Oh no no no, you’d be benched because you’re too short” 🥲

it’s alright if not, I think I’ve only sent you angstier requests (sorry 😔) so it’s fine if you don’t want to do this. Have a good day/night regardless <333

"hey, shrimpy... what's all that they're gigglin' an' laughin' 'bout, hmm?" atsumu asks you in a whisper as you hand him the rogue volleyball that flew all the way to the back of the court. you felt too embarrassed to explain to your boyfriend just why exactly your friends were laughing at you; or more like, you were terrified of what atsumu might do to them, regardless if they just meant what they said as jokes or banter that stung you somehow.

you shook your head silently, insisting you didn't know or that it was something unfunny, but before you could walk away, atsumu gripped your wrist and walked up to you. "baby... you don't have to lie. i think... something's up between you and 'em, hmm? am i right or right?" he asked you with a slight smirk curving up on his lips.

you hesitate to tell him for a moment, but you shake your head once more in response, prompting the blonde to quit smirking, and look at you with such a soft expression on his face. he had known that from the very beginning, a lot of people looked down on you for your stature. despite being as talented as any tall volleyball player out there, you were never given a proper chance to prove your worth because of how outlandish the idea of a short person like you being able to overcome the hurdles that stood behind that net.

his hand slid down to your fingers, then to your palm, and the back of your hand. he held your hand in his, intertwining his fingers with yours, and rubbing the back of your hand in a soothing manner with the pad of his thumb. "hey... don't listen to what they say." he blurted out of the blue, making you turn around to face him with glassy eyes that threatened to spill out tears any moment now. he smiled at you sweetly and wiped the tears from your eyes gently with his other hand after setting the ball down.

"you are so talented, and if they can't see your worth past for what you're lacking... then they're all full of bullshit." he chuckles out from under his breath, shaking his head lightly at how utterly wrong your friends are for laughing at you for your small size, and not supporting you for how great you are beyond how you may seem. "even if they're joking, they should support you a great deal... but if not them, i could always do it for you, my cutie; my amazing, strong and powerful cutie." he murmurs into your ear after leaning closer to you, kissing your ear and wrapping his muscular arms around you and holding you tightly.

"and besides... such a cute height like this really makes me feel so fond of you. look how comfy i am with resting my chin on your pretty little head, hmm?" he teases as you knit your brows together in embarrassment and frustration. looks like your cocky bastard of a boyfriend can say meaningful, worthwhile things sometimes... and make you feel good about yourself, feel supported, for who you are no matter what you were born with.

🌙 Sunnydrop x Reader ☀️

(NOTES! Ok so basically reader is a frequent customer at the pizzaplex because they take their little (brother/cousin/godson/nephew) there , This is just my take in how i imagine Sunnydrop's personality until the actual game comes out 😫 ) 

And this is the first ever x reader fanfic i have ever written in my whole life so please don't mock me 🕴

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Sunnydrop probably is feeling kinda tired with things going on in the pizzeria , sometimes they would wish they could see the real world outside of the pizzeria , maybe even the sky , what a real sun looks like , unfortunately they still have to work on their stand for today 

Luckily customers on the place are already starting to leave being less and ..less  people  and children on the site as time goes on , a slight relieve to them be honest 

They weren't the type of animatronic to actually want to escape , it was merely just thoughts , in fact they followed the protocol very strictly and neatly! They were always happy to see their dear customers , some parts of them were even smudged by the kids who didn't learn at all what was "Not Touching The Animatronics!" Rule , but kids will be kids and they actually didn't mind playing with them. 

But there was this one person in particular that always seemed to get into their mind , of course it was dear (Y/N)  (Y/N) always frequented their visits on Sunnydrop's zone while taking their little (cousin/sibling any small familiar) to the playground , of course it was kinda boring for (Y/N) since they were a fully grown adult watching over a child , at some point at the beginning Y/N's and Sunnydrop's friendship , Y/N interacted with Sundrop with small talks or questions to see if the animatronic was able to actually have any coherent thoughts or speech pattern , i mean , it was a robot! Of course (Y/N) had to test it out 

Surprisingly , Sundrop answered some of them while playfully stretching at their spot , not wanting to go on deep details on stuff (Y/N) was asking , Meanwhile while Sunnydrop of course dealt with stuff like this before , but you just keep coming back , again and again week by week , you went there with your family everytime you wanted (or had time) and for the final part you arrived at the playground and started talking to Sundrop again , Sometimes you two hanged around or even played at the ballpit if possible , teasingly hitting Sundrop with one of the balls from there , of course they answered doing the same thing , all of those occasional fun moments made them get attached to you quickly , they were already friendly to everyone but to you? Oh they wanted to squeeze you so hard on a hug , and if they could , They would.

Maybe Sunnydrop just didn't realize what they had going on their head was a crush? With the days going on and on , they really had no time to think about if for too long , do they even know what a crush was-? Gosh that is all they thought to themselves , what if- 

Suddenly Sundrop snapped out of their mind as a familiar voice came to their sensors calling out to them , They scrambled a bit back to position as they were exalted by your presence , ""Y/N?" Golly didn't even notice you there! Wonderful seeing my little sunshine here!"" As they opened their arms for a welcoming hug , how could you say no? Of course you embraced Sundrop tightly- i mean as tight as you could because their embrace was way stronger than yours , they seemed to realize you were lowkey suffocating in the long hug as they let you go , Sundrop then seemed to look around as if checking if there were still persons around the playground 

You playfully asked: "So… how was the day Sunny?" Trying to catch their attention again you booped their (nose?) As they backed up a bit in surprise and chuckled a bit "Marvellous as ever! ,  but I think this day just got better"  They say with an exaggerated way on their movement shifting weight foot to foot nervously , of course you didn't get the "indirect" of why their day got better (IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU , SILLY) as you were going to continue- your little (cousin/brother/etc) came running towards you , kinda crashing on your leg playfully as then they noticed the presence of the animatronic next to you , "Woah! That's a biiiiig SUN" letting go of your leg and hopping to Sundrop's leg "Y/N Y/N Y/N! Is Mr. sun a friend?"  You just laughed it off as you looked up to see Sundrop happily lifting  them up and spinning them around before carefully leaving them on the floor as you just stared in how cute that view was , when Sundrop looked back up to you staring at them , they just got MORE nervous as you complimented their actions , and it wasn't normal for them to be nervous being so.. happy-go-lucky

Without even thinking they decided to invite you to hang around the playground! Like you two always did of course  but this time was just to break their tension , as you walked step by step going around , tracing your fingers in the slides near by , you just couldn't help but notice they were way quieter today , they always cheered you up with jokes , picked you up lovingly and- "what were you thinking for god's sake they're an animatronic!" as you began getting flustered by your own thoughts towards them , maybe you did think they were cute??? Kinda?

 Suddenly they stopped walking and you immediately noticed , was there…Something wrong? 

You turned around fidgeting with your fingers and a worried look on your face , oh god were they mad at you? How could you be so troubled because of an Animatronic made to entertain children- you began overthinking on the spot

"I Like you"

That's all you heard , 3 words , i . Like . You , as soon as they said that you bursted out in a: "WHAT?" As they repeated again: "you heard me! I Like you!" As they gestured in each word a different hand sign ending with a Heart sign and began moving their head one way to another waiting for an answer , you stared at them while it looked like your words were falling apart as you tried to answer "UH I MEan mean . Liking?? Like Like the liking of liking? Or the FRIENDLY liking BECAUSE of- OF course i like you you're a wonderful fr-friend" god you looked like an idiot that made no sense , as your face was burning and you played with your hair shifting weight foot to foot nervously

As the animatronic started walking joyfully closer and closer to you like nothing ever happened , just like they weren't even nervous about it , or it was probably just the face that gave you that feeling , soon as that they grabbed your hands and holded them close to themselves , all you were hearing at that moment was just the mechanic sounds and the happy ringing from their bells , you looked absolutely shocked as they calmly wrapped their arms around you in hope that you may calm down , you didn't hesitate , you were speechless but you knowed that he knew you feeled somehow the same , as they shifted the weight making you get closer to their chest and cupping their cold metallic hands towards your cheeks , you just felt … happy , exhausted but happy , as you closed your eyes for a bit while wrapping your arms in their waist and back , you loved them and they loved you too , what more could you ask for?.

"Hey sunny?" You said gently

As they looked down at you and hummed an Hmm? In response.

- "Thank you." 

I cant explain why but i think they would act like teenage girls sometimes

Lost & Found part 2

(Quirkless AU ft. Todosiblings , Big Bro Touya, Dabihawks but it’s complicated)

oops

Everything is in its place

Not the same person, but I really LOVED your Hawks x Winged!reader shot! Can I ask for some kind of spin off, where Hawks is looking after a reader(maybe getting their hairs done, or preening their feathers) and being very possessive about it, cooing what a cute birdie his Darling is, while reader tries not to panic because they dislike ppl touching their wings as a part of trauma? I'm sucker for yanderes being super creepy while doing generally sweet things.

Ah yes, I think every now and then everyone needs a reminder that their yandere is only doing things for them. Because they love them, right? That’s a really good point there, tehe (･ω<)☆ Exactly the reminder we all need in these times, thank you for requesting!! ♥I got a little off-request here because inspiration sometimes wants a different way than the request is, but I hope it’s still enjoyable!

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If being bound to chains from the walls around you really was in your best interest, you had your doubts. In fact, you had your doubts about a lot of things. Like being kidnapped, held captive in a dark room, with deadbolts keeping the door shut, and presumably, underground. Yes, your wing-quirk was rare, but not to be underestimated, and if anyone knew this, then Hawks.

The only companion you had, was that damn cuckoo clock on the wall opposite from where he held you throughout the door. The sound of the - immensely funny how Hawks found - gift was something you’d never ever forget again in your whole life. How could you? It made sure you never dozed off more than an hour before tearing you out of your much prettier, much more peaceful dreams, and you despised it for it. 

But at least, it let you know about dinnertime. The only time that Hawks more or less managed to keep up routinely. He was worse with feeding you breakfast, and lunch was almost entirely canceled with the job the hero had, but for dinner - he always said - he wanted to be home. Home with his favorite nightingale for bonding and cuddles afterwards, his idea of a relationship.

Yours… not so much.

Food was something you learned to appreciate. It helped you stay sane to have something warm between your teeth, gave you some strength to wring with your captor for the space you needed afterwards. But Hawks- no, Keigo’s views on how you two should hang out, not only differed from yours but also, any you knew ‘normal’ couples did. Then again, what was normal when your partner was a madman?

As much as you resented the cuckoo for its loud, annoying screams of time, you couldn’t help but feel relieved that you’d be let down from your wall prison, able to move your wrists without the metallic clanking against your ears again. Even with two large wings, you were glad to be put back onto your feet, the strain on your wings’ roots - where they were steadied against the wall with metal chains too, becoming harder the longer you had to endure it. You tried not thinking about the fight that would break out in the morning when he demanded to put you up into chains again, believing this was nothing you should be worried right now. Because when you heard the first turn of the lock on your door, you knew you were in for more trouble than the ones still one night away.

Keigo whistled a happy tune as he pushed open the door, his slippers scrubbing over the floor while he carried in a tray of various little bowls. It seemed like typical japanese food, but you were sure there was nothing more than fast food inside. “Hello, my Dove. How’s your day been? Have you been hanging out here?” Snickering about his own joke, you learned to ignore the stupid remarks. 

You had been commendable lately, making sure to have good conversations with him and to humor his need to be close to you, aside from being a little unwilling to get back into chains every day. He at least didn’t seem mad about that, and you sometimes even thought to see the hints of pity in his eyes whenever he did what he thought he had to. So whatever you had built up with him in terms of a relationship, you didn’t want to mess it up with a useless comment when he was in quite such a good mood. 

Turning the switch on the light, the room lit up, even though the heavy curtains usually didn’t allow much light inside, and you blinked a few times to adjust to it. From his pocket, Keigo made a big show to pull out the keys to your chains, and with the hints of a thankful smile, you helped adjust your limbs to make it easy for him to reach the locks. After so many negative sounds, the clicking of them, with the following release of your arms and wings, was a delight rarely experienced by the average human, and you breathed a breath of relief to be freed of your restrains.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, ready to take careful steps towards the table in the corner of the room. However, suddenly he stepped into your field of vision, denying you an easy walk forward, instead, bringing you to a wonky halt. From his grin and open arms, you weren’t sure if he wanted something or if that was just to make you stop, but you decided against trying to pass him, watching his wings sway expectantly with more confusion on your side.

“Don’t you think I deserve a ‘welcome-home’-hug after my long day of work? I’ve been thinking about you all day long! Have you thought about me too?”

Truth be told, whatever had brought him to the conclusion that he deserved anything from you, must have been the same bug that had told him to kidnap you. But once your initial hesitation wore off, you tugged in your wings as tightly as you could to your back, before approaching him. The one-sided hug wasn’t quite what he must have envisioned when he asked for it, but the torture wasn’t long for you anyway.

You only briefly missed his eyes inspecting your wings which seemed to shift every time he moved his hands on your back, but you assured him of his question, which was enough for him to hear for now. “Yeah… Thought about you too.”

However, when you sat there for dinner, Hawks was different enough for you to notice. He was usually the one to always steal from your sparse array of chicken wings and fries, but he seemed absentminded on his chair for the duration of your meal, nibbling on some snagged bone, eyes always falling back over to your wings even when you moved them as far away from his view as possible.

“I think you chipped a feather with your struggling,” he eventually muttered as you wrapped up the bowls, thanking him for the meal. “It’s been bothering me since this morning, what if more are broken?”

You couldn’t help a worried glance over your shoulder, but of course, without spreading them and maybe a few mirrors to see the backside, you wouldn’t be able to determine if everything was okay. “Maybe you should let me take a look-” he offered, a fast hand reaching out for behind your back, but you flinched out of the way fast enough, catching his wrist just in time with a loud, “NO!”

Keigo didn’t spare you the sharp glare from below at your dismissal of his help, letting out a loud hum before retracting back to his seat. You didn’t miss a heartbeat to sit sideways on your chair, bringing your wings as far away as possible from him. “If there’s a broken feather, we need to mend it, Birdy, Darling.”

“I am sure they are fine, just a little… shuffled, yeah.”

“Mhm, I’d still like to see,” he insisted, standing up. He wasn’t a super tall figure in comparison to a lot of his colleagues, but he sure could look menacing when he hovered over you. The only good thing about it was the open space beneath his arm, that you slipped through quickly, giving yourself a mental pat for quick actions.

The only thing you didn’t consider was that Hawks always was quicker. Quicker in hunting people down, quicker in bringing them to the police, and quicker in catching you, knowing exactly what you were going for the moment your eyes fell on the open space. It had been a long time for someone to touch your wings. Even from Hawks, you had mostly kept them away, so you already had forgotten the feeling of a hand brushing into your feathers, gripping them tightly.

With a weak, panic-induced squeal, you stumbled to the side, pulling him with you as his hand held on just a bit tighter under your frantic movements. You could feel the feathers ripping from the root one after the other as he didn’t let go, your breathing picking up speed and lungs unable to handle the stress of the rapid air pouring in and out. Your hyperventilation did nothing to stop him, and with every sound of their fickle stems breaking you remembered more and more the circumstances of your upbringing.

It was just like when they had used you as a feather-maker before. The people you trusted most had regularly plucked them out to sell and make accessories for buyers, even when you bled and asked them not to. This was barely any different, especially not when Hawks clicked his tongue in annoyance the more you struggled.

Not long, and you found yourself in the stranglehold of his arm, bits of fluffy feathers falling from his hand as he finally pulled it away from your wings again, keeping you locked helplessly in his hold. “Calm down, it’s not like I want to hurt you.” There was nothing harder than to calm your racing heart and ragged breath, but you at least tried, especially when the air to breathe became thinner in his chokehold.

“Look, I found the bad boy,” he cooed, holding up his hand triumphantly to show you one long feather he had pulled out, slightly crooked at the end. Though you believed you started to see stars, clinging to his arm desperately, you nodded, quaking a ‘Thank you’ to him as best as you could.

Finally, he let you go, your body sinking to the ground, unable to hold up as every limb seemed to shiver uncontrollably. It took you a good minute to get some control over yourself again, the pain on your neck finally setting in too, and you shuddered just thinking about what just happened. But it wasn’t like Keigo ever gave you time to work through your experiences, especially not when you were so vulnerably open to him now.

You couldn’t possibly have seen his arms coming as they hooked under your shoulders, pulling you back up and over to the bed on which he sat down himself, letting your body glide to the floor. If anyone knew how to treat wings and tickle their instincts, it was Hawks, so it shouldn’t have surprised you as much as it did as he drove his hand up your spine, triggering your feathers to ruffle unwillingly. Immediately, you wanted to jump away again, but with a reprimanding ‘Ah-Ah’ his legs wrung around your torso, keeping your locked in your place despite your wiggles. 

It became only worse with the feelings of his hands brushing down your ruffled feather again, spreading them over his lap to get a really good look at them. “There are so many more broken ones. We have to take care of them, you understand that, right? It will only hurt so much to lose a few for the sake of keeping you healthy, I promise.”

“No… please…” you muttered as you heard his words, noticing his fingertips combing through every feather to inspect them one by one. “Don’t be a child now, I know what I’m doing. Just be a good birdie and let me handle this, [Name].”

There was no more resisting his words, Keigo being deadset on fixing your ruined feathers, one way or another. “Take a deep breath,” he advised, and you felt the hot tears roll down your cheeks as those words reminded you of the past. Hearing you following his instructions, Keigo did a trial tug, seeing just how much you’d flinch from it before strengthening his legs around your torso, knowing it would cause a lot of stirring if he really pulled it out.

“On the count of three, my Dove.”

Been thinking about Yandere Keigo...

TW: Kidnapping, murder, noncon, isolation, stalking, manipulation, Stockholm syndrome

Reader has gender neutral pronouns with afab body

Keigo Takami isn't the worst yandere, lucky you. When you pique his interest, he'll try to be nice about it. He'll approach you and make a bit of small talk, before asking you out.

Say yes? Pefect! He'll give you the time of your life!

Say no? Oh... That's fine! But please be wary, Keigo isn't giving up so easily.

If you refuse, well, coincidentally your boyfriend, if you have one, has been murdered the next day! Oh my god! No boyfriend? It's your best friend. And guess who's at your door? Keigo! Here to comfort you over the loss.

How did he know? He hacked into your social media Well he looked at the victim's phone to get some ID, and his lockscreen was a picture of you and him.

Wait, how do you know where I live? He followed you home the day you rejected him He was on patrol and saw you through the window.

He'll be there for you, comforting you, rubbing your back gently as you cry into his chest and soak the fabric. All while you don't see the grin on his face.

Odds are you'll probably develop a close friendship. Visits from Keigo happen often, and he'll try to win over your affection with gifts. He stalks you to find out what things you like He's just so considerate!

Soon he'll ask you out again, "We've gotten to know each other a lot better, now, so I hope you wouldn't mind dinner at my place?" Please accept the offer. Keigo doesn't want to be yandere, he really doesn't! He just wants a nice, normal relationship.

But if all else fails, yes, he will kidnap you.

Like I said before, he definitely isn't the worst yandere to be stuck with. No chains, no restraints. He'll let you wander around his penthouse to your heart's content! Yes, you heard me right. He keeps you in his penthouse. Pretty risky. But not to worry, he'll just threaten you with his quirk. One feather on your neck, while he stares down at you with sharp, narrowed eyes, telling you that you better keep quiet. And ta-da, guess who listens? Wouldn't want to worry the rest of the apartment complex, now, would we?

In terms of punishments, he doesn't really do those. He has no need for them. His door has six locks, which he explained in great detail that it was to keep the paparazzi out. And don't even try to escape through the window, unless you feel like falling 40 feet to your death. If you manage to really piss him off though, he'll lock you up in his master bedroom with no entertainment. No books, no TV, nothing. He'll give you food and water, but not much. Oh and please don't eat it all, he's not letting you out for bathroom breaks, either.

Keigo will keep you isolated until he's convinced you've learned your lesson (it's fine he can sleep on the couch). Minimum time to be locked up is two days, maximum is a week. It may sound like a short time, but really, all you can do is just lay around and think about your actions, so it'll feel like a lifetime.

He's sweet. He likes spoiling you. Giving you expensive gifts, he even trusts you to use your phone as long as he gets to look through it at the end of the day.

He's kinky, too. He loves oral more than he actually likes fucking you. You're so fucking hot when you're on your knees, sucking him off, milking his cock for his cum. And don't get me started on the way you squirm and moan as he sucks on your clit, two fingers inside you.

BDSM, CNC, roleplay, everything is on the table for him. Expect him to switch in up in the bedroom every now and then. Oh, you might like to know that he's a switch. Prefers being dominant but he'd be down to let you peg him.

But the real problem comes when spring arrives. When Keigo starts rutting. He would never force himself on you, until he's in heat. If you have an animal based quirk? Good! You two can be in heat together! Any other quirk, or quirkless? Eh... Just play along and be a good little birdie. Because mark my words, hide all you want, Keigo will find you. Don't even scream either, he'll keep his sharpest feathers right next to your jugular, a looming threat as he rapes your pussy, breeding you nice and full.

When you develop Stockholm syndrome, he'll start letting you have more freedom. Quick walks around the city, late night flights over the beach, he may even let you visit his agency.

But your relationship will never be made public. He will say he has a partner, but will never reveal your identity, same goes for your children when you have them. He doesn't want you to be targeted by villains, or even worse, the press finds out about the kidnapping.

Over all, Keigo Takami is a semi-normal yandere. He'll be good to you, if you're good to him in return.

Author's Note: I'd choose Shigaraki in a heartbeat but I've been having a Keigo brain rot and I can't get him out of my head. Doesn't help that I purchased volume 27, either. I'd gladly trade places with Twice, goddamn.

TW: nsfw, noncon/dubcon, omegaverse/hybrid au, size difference, pet-play, predator x prey, collaring, handcuffing

fem reader

Think about being a bleating little bunny hunted down by two big bad wolves…

Your fear tastes so good – layered thickly in the air – so sweet in their mouth it’s almost painful how hungry it makes them – seeped and soaked and stained on the bed where they keep you collared and leashed for their own personal use.

You drive them both wild with your aroma and all your cute little struggles where you try so adorably to shove them away and crawl out of their reach. It’s never any use, and yet you still try despite being so stupidly small beneath them – so tiny it only takes one of their hefty hands to have you completely overpowered.

But they’re as sweet as they can be – as sweet as your smaller body allows them to be when it so obviously isn’t meant to take their thicker fatter meaner cocks in its petite little holes – prepping you on tongues and big fingers until you’re as loose as you get before stuffing you with something that’s always going to be too big for you.

They have to tie your hands to something – where despite them being fruitless in their effort, they can become bothersome to leave free – often attaching them to the loop in your collar, so you keep them to yourself all cutely while they mark you with their fangs – making you into a pretty artwork with coarse fingers rubbing your perky little nipples into sore nubs.

You’re really just too cute; it’s cruel – looking up at them with those adorably big eyes and that button nose wrinkling on each little sniffle when you beg them to let you go. Lop-ears sadly framing your face – so soft in their hands and so sensitive it makes you bite your lip all preciously each time they give them a little nibble.

You sob under their touches – knees shaking – as one of them laps at your clit with a bearded chin tickling your puffy pussy-lips, gnawing some on the swollen flesh while slurping your hole. His thick and eager tongue paints through your slit again and again and again on an unrelenting repeat – similar to the eager tail whipping behind him – swallowing all your juice down – growling ferally at the maddening taste while your thighs sweetly tremble around his jaw.

Your other predator bites on the plump of your ass, leaving spotted rings in his wake. Cupping your buttcheeks – fully fitting in the palms of his mighty paws – he cards his claws into the fat and spreads them wide open for an attack on that pretty tight little ring hidden between them. You always whine so sweetly for him – your cute fluffy cottontail doing a little dance while he circles your rim with his tongue – warning you of what’s to come later in the day when he’s finally had the taunt hole fully stretched and as ready as it gets to take his fat knot.

He moans into you while thinking about it – about your cute bunny butt swallowing his meat and being blown full of his thick creampie. Going livid at the mere thought alone – his cock bobs impatiently against his happy trail while he forces restraint upon himself – knowing how if he tries splitting your poor little butt on his pole now, he’d most likely tear you in two.

Instead, he amuses himself by prodding the pretty hole with the tip of a very special golden carrot – fresh batteries turning your rim numb while he slides ring after thicker ring inside you until you close around the tuft of golden leaves at its end. Tugging on his cock impatiently, he places his head – fluffy pointy ear-down upon your belly – listening to the drums echo inside you as he turns the vibrations up high enough to feel it through your skin. 

Of course, he wants to make sure that his precious little bunny is prepped and ready before subjugating you to a good butt-fuck – being kind enough to satisfy himself with your mouth until then – making you cry and choke around his thickness, swallowing his cock down your tight throat until your little nose burrow in the dark curls around his base – watching the pretty furrow between your brows beg for air as your eyes roll back and turn white with desperation.

He lets you suck his balls as mercy once you’ve choked him down long enough – to the point you’ve lost your pretty voice – gripping one of your lop ears, he holds it tightly by the base – thinking there's nothing cuter than spitting on your chubby bunny-face while you dizzily comfort yourself by nuzzling his sack so sweetly. 

Your pussy is left alone after it’s made swollen by a handful of orgasms, but not before the abuser slaps his handiwork with a grin. He wipes his chin off your slick, then grabs your other free ear – messaging the softness as he pulls your mouth off the other’s sack and onto his cock – fucking the pocket of your cheek while you sob from their rough handlings – fearing they might just tear your poor ears off.

They both stand above you as you kneel for them by their feet, lolling your teary lips against their heavy balls – groaning as you give them all sloppy, open-mouthed kisses as they fight for space in your tiny mouth – telling you to beg for the cum stored inside while you slide you pink little tongue over them until they drip with your drool. Then, making your lip and mouth the spine of their shafts, sliding both fat manhoods between your plump lips until making you take one head at a time, licking the slit clean of slaty precum.

But more than childsplay with their cocks on your cute face, they like propping your other two holes – make you moan and cream on them – entirely obsessed with fucking you full of the two of them – pushing in so deep, they have you screaming and shaking in uncontrollable spasms as you clamp down hard around them.

It feels extra sweet when they fuck you at the same time – feeling the other through the wall separating the holes – timing their thrusts – pushing in until completely sheathed down to the base, bottomed-out with their knot swelling up inside you, pumping you full of hot cum before sloshing out – leaving you panting and twitching.

Both holes fluttering around their absence – they inspect them to see how good they have your little bunny-holes stretched – grinning at the sight of both entrances gaping for them as though they can’t wait to be taken by their big dicks – both chuckling deeply when seeing how much of their cum your tightness pushes out before they fuck it right back inside you again – completely mesmerized by the big belly bulge the two of them are making in your tiny body – taken and riveted by the thought of breeding you despite knowing that it would be impossible for you to carry either of their pups. 

None of it keeps them from emptying the full value of their balls inside you for the umpteenth time – both of them slobbering at your neck while messaging you with big hands on your tits and hips, hissing out carnivorous desires your feeble constitution doesn’t understand before they sink their teeth down hard into the soft flesh of your vulnerable neck – claiming you as both their pretty little prey and silly little mate.

BNHA – EndMight, EndHawks, BakuDeku, KiriBaku, DabiHawks, ShigaDabi

JJK – Toji x Shiu, SatoSugu

HQ – Miya twins