Ooooh Wait I Got Another Idea. How About An Smau Where The S!o Aka Reader Sends Them A Nice Pic/nude

— bllk boys reaction to you pranking them with nudes/revealing picture and telling them it wasn't meant for them. part 2.

nsfw words used. slight ooc remarks but it's just for fun | all characters are 18 or above here.

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my girlfriend is so talented y'all don't get it. what can't she fucking do.

if you're reading this, yeon. i'm a big fan of yours :) got me feeling like a proud bf as i scroll through your stuff.

i will be reading all if your work throughout the week! i can't fucking wait

i love you

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I want one – Suna x reader wc 491 – f!reader

When babysitting Osamu’s twins for a weekend, you had expected Suna to get a little baby fever. You hadn’t spoken about children in a while, but you both love it when cute kids come up on your nightly TikTok scroll and both agreed you wanted them eventually.

Osamu’s twins were adorable and you felt the baby fever heating up only on the first day.

What you didn’t expect was for Suna to rush into the bathroom where you were brushing the girl’s teeth, the boy under his arm and a bright grin on his face. “These are amazing, I want one. No, I want four.”

You blinked at him, the little girl by your side doing the same in confusion.

Suna made an incredulous sound and pointed at her. “Those too!”

Your jaw dropped and you covered the poor girl’s ears as a joke, using a nod of your head to gesture to the boy in Suna’s arms. “What did he do? Also, why are you carrying him around like a sack of rice?”

The boy held up a Hot Wheels car and shrugged his shoulder as best as he could. “We were just playing with my toys.”

When the twins had gone to bed, you found Suna in the kitchen doing a pretty bad job with the dishes. Clearing your throat made him look over his shoulder and speak his mind. “Is eight too many?”

You snickered and snuck your arms around his waist, leaning your cheek on his muscular back. “Definitely. Maybe three?”

Suna sighed and shook the water off his hands, seemingly deciding to leave the rest of the dishes for now. “Can you imagine helping our own daughter brush her teeth? She looks like both of us and either takes after our hobbies or loathes them?” he ranted, using his hands to gesture in the most nonsensical way.

The thought made your heart flutter, actually taking the time to consider that image. “She’ll be such a brat, being your daughter.”

“She’ll be so cool!” he exclaimed in presumed agreement. “And imagine our son, he would gather blackmail on his iPad and use it to make his sister help him out of trouble. That’s what I did at least.”

“Both will be brats.”

His shoulders started slowly sinking into their normal hunch as the enthusiasm lulled. “I want to make humans with you and see who they turn into. Watch them grow and make terrible decisions while figuring themselves out. I want to be there for them in a way I can’t when I’m just borrowing Osamu’s.”

You caressed his cheek, letting your thumb graze his cheekbone comfortingly. “You are such a weirdo. And our kids will be even weirder.”

“All eight.”

“All three,” you corrected him.

“Three sets of twins.”

“Slow down cowboy, one at a time.” He looked at you with so much adoration, until his eyes turned more mischievous.

“One at a time. Let’s start right away.”

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this is entirely self-indulgent.

can i req an smau w the jjk men where you 'song lyric prank' them with the song fantasize by ariana grande? (specifically the 'there's something you should know, and boy i' part <3<3)

I would have but I think I saw someone do this exact same text fic with jjk men 😭

“omi! Psst!” you whispered to the curly haired man walking beside you, he looked perfect as always, wrinkle free shirt with with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the outline of the veins on his arms visible for the other girls to drool over.

no you didn't like that, at all. as the one quote you always like to follow ‘ be petty and don't forgive’, which you probably made up on the spot as your eyebrows furrowed focusing on kiyoomi’s arm.

only you are the one who can drool over omi's hot arms not some random female version of Miya. “it's cold isn't it” you mumbled to him, shooting other girls few glares here and there “omi do you want me to get you my jacket”

“y/n” he softly mumbled your name from behind his mask, as you continued to look back and fumble some incoherent words to those hyenas who you know all too well wore those short skirt to impress someone, your someone. “it's a summer noon” he turned you around to face him as you both came to the empty space near the stairs.

finally somewhere not crowded. You opened your mouth to give a really non convincing excuse such as ‘how people are getting malaria due to not covering themselves up in summer’ but he interrupted. He should be glad he is too pretty that you let him interrupt you.

“and your jacket won't fit me”

“does that mean if it did fit you would have worn it” you asked him with sparkly eyes, and a smirk on your lips as you wiggled your brows. A little pinkish tone over both the teenagers cheeks as the taller one shook his head.

“stupid” he flicked your temple as a wince escaped your mouth, hands rubbing aggressively at the spot he hit you, as continued to tell him a series of ‘fuck you's’, they were mumbled respectfully ofcourse and you may have meant the statement literally too. You rolled your eyes leaving him to stand there.

a small smile formed on the later's lips watching you walk away from him, frowning and growling to yourself as he saw your steps halter after going few steps down the stairs, stopping for him to catch up to you. sakusa kiyoomi won't never ever admit it ever but maybe he thinks you are adorable when you looked annoyed.

He stomped swiftly towards you, as the tall frame stood beside you immediately. perks of having long legs. “bruh what's this” you pointed at the sign which was placed before the second half set of the staircase.

“I knew you were dumb but didn't realise you couldn't read” he slightly pulled down his mask looking at the sign then looking back at you. His lips formed into a small smirk. God he looks so hot doing that.

“I CAN READ” you shot him a glare as he smirked at you taking out your glasses from you left pocket. glasses made you kind of cute. another thing which he won't probably admit.

“slippery floor with paint ahead, step down cautiously” you repeated reading the red statement in bold letters, moving your eyes to the stairs below, only a little portion of it was dry other was still soaking due to greased paint they used. You tighten your lips, that explains the long line infront of the elevator.

You looked back at kiyoomi he looked exasperated that his shoes might get dirty his lips formed in a frown as he grumbled. “let's just use the stairs I am not gonna gets squished between those sweaty highschoolers in the elevators” he side-eyed you, mumbling while he stepped on the edge of stairs, his back hitting against the railing. Looking through his long lashes back to you.

You huffed stepping forward, the space left between the grease painted stairs and rails was not even enough to keep your foot sideways. Balancing yourself, you started to slowly step down, half body kind of hanging off the edges. Hands hesitantely trying to grab the pale ones infront of you.

Even being the only friend of sakusa, except komori in his class, you knew your boundaries and his limits. And being the most messiest person he ever acknowledged, you were pretty sure he wouldn't want to have much physical contact with you. but still in a not so difficult situation you ached to take the support of his hand as they moved little by little away from you.

but what made you look up at the itachiyama's ace with wide eyes, and what made you feel like the time has stopped as heat started to crawl up your neck and spread your cheeks was when the colder hands met against the warm palm of yours, grabbing them tightly. “stupid” he commented as he supported you getting off the stairs, his face avoiding yours trying to suppress the feeling of heat burning his cheeks.

“that's like the eleventh time you called me stupid today” you muttered off, patting the dust off your uniform. Hands taking out the gummy bears packet out of your skirt pocket, they look squished which made sakusa scrunch up his nose.

“Cause you act like one” He rolled his eyes starting to walk again towards the next floor, maybe hopping this part of the stair was also greasy so he can hold your hands again. which is very unlike him.

“I have a feeling you saved my contact as stupid” you followed him, hands behind your back, mouth chewing the squished candy while leaning to look at his face properly.

“no it's 'a piece of trash' ” he muttered grinning a little under his black mask, observing your startled expression with squinted eyes. though the name ended with small '<3' on his phone, but he wasn't gonna reveal that.

placing a slap on his arms playfully, you scrunched up your face “wasn't it atsumu's name in your contact” you asked feeling offended, maybe you were petty and messy sometimes but definitely not a piece of trash.

“actually for him it's 'a piece of shit'” he wondered back to the piss blond's contact who once was successful to change his contact name as 'the most handsome guy I know', on sakusa’s phone. but when omi's mom saw the terrifying nickname and questioned omi of being gay, his contact was changed from simply 'miya atsumu' to 'piece of shit' forever.

Your mouth formed in the shape of ‘o’ as you nodded to yourself remembering his name but still you aren't going to forgive sakusa for keeping your name as piece of trash. “why am I named as that though” you quirked your brow, tugging his shirt backwards a little bit but that didn't buldge him. at all. ugh freaking atheles.

“maybe if you didn't behave like one” the small hidden smile is still tugging on his lips, the poker faced athlete who usually at most has a disgusted and annoyed expression on his face, kind of always smiles around you even if it's secretly. He believes it's like an involuntary reaction but sakusa is smarter than that to know what was this about.

“hey! what's that supposed to mean” you faked a frowned, hands fiddling in your pocket.

“honestly you do behave like a piece of trash. All the time” he stopped you, a serious look doomed over his playful comment that it actually makes you think that maybe sakusa kiyoomi didn't like being your friend. which was kind of true, he didn't like being only friends with you.

“but” he stopped, taking your hands in his palms, his action startling you. your cheeks were getting a little warm. Damn when Sakusa kiyoomi was near you, you didn't need makeup to make you look red. You looked up at his face, his curls falling over his dark black eyes which always had a spark in them even if some people would comment it was dull.

“As i am someone who deeply cares about the environment” he pulled down his mask with his other hand, inching a little closer towards you as he leaned to lower himself to meet your gaze. He was blushing furiously too but not a ounce of nervousness on his face. Who was this sakusa?

“I am obliged to pick you up. Is 6 pm okay with you?”

what in the world just happened— your head was spinning at this point, no not because you could feel his minty breath on your skin or he can feel your strawberry flavored candy no. But did just sakusa kiyoomi ask you out??? With the smoothest and most bizarre pickup line too—

You mouthed a ‘YES’ cause good lord you couldn't speak. He arched his brow, standing straight, but his hands is still in yours. They fit perfectly together. “is that a no?" he teased with a smirk, knowing all too well you said yes. Someone seriously drugged your omi, but boi, oh boi you liked this smooth motherfucker too.

“no what the hell i said yes” you yelled back immediately, okay maybe that made you look a little desperate but who cares he asked you on a date.

He responded with a chuckle, getting back to walking while pulling you with his soft well kept hands to the cafeteria. Two blushing teenagers who looked just like they came out of a shoujo magna lovestruck.

“oh btw y/n I changed your contact” sakusa said looking at you through his lashes, swiftly texting something to his teammate.

“please tell me it's something cute” you chanted from across the table, hands stopped from picking up the burger from your plate.

“it's mosquito” he puts his phone aside, the same fond smile on his face coming back when he sees you scrunch up your face. It's actually ‘my mosquito <3’ but he let the ‘my’ and ‘heart’ be silent.

“why the fuck” you slammed your hand on the table, mouth opening and closing uselessly to say a good comeback but dear you saved him as ‘pretty boy’ but now you regret not saving him as the ‘grumpy dude from my class’.

“next time you drool over my veins you shouldn’t be that obvious, my love” embarrassed that's what you were, no one caughts you SIMPING not even your now new boyfriend. Guess its time to plan how to hide his body.

“I so do not”

“you act like you want to suck my blood through the veins, be for real”

my breeding kink went brr, thank you for this masterpiece. THIS IS MY BRAINROT.

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➸ pairing: members x f!reader ➸ word count: 1,3K. ➸ content warnings: creampies (obvs), breeding kink, possessiveness, choking, unprotected sex, pregnancy talk, degradation (use of slut), praise and use of pet names.

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Omg the nude prank smau was 😆😆😆🫣 pls do it for Sae, Isagi, Oliver and Kunigami too!

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“that escalated quickly”

Suna x fem!reader

Synopsis : you ask your childhood friend to show his pp due to a certain encounter

Note : YOU NEED TO READ A SMALL PART ONE TO GET IT SO DONT MISS IT OUT, mdni.

 ⩩ part : 1, current one, ⩩ part : 3

Mouth agape, your eyes shimmering, looking straight into his green ones, while your hands rests upon his thighs to hold yourself.

The hot breath on his tip is leaving him with tingles under his skin and just when the wetness of your tongue meets his dick, suna loses it.

He holds your jaw, and as on command, just like a obedient kitten, your lips wraps around his member tightly, mind fuzzy as his tip feels the back of your throat, he shudders, it's just halfway through.

“y/n” your eyes locks with his again, his heart is beating abruptly and even if he could feel the caverns of your mouth, it isn't warm enough.

The inexperienced swirl of your tongue even if gives him jolts throughout his body, it just doesn't satisfy the desire at the pit of his stomach and he feels the need to hold your head and mouthfuck you mercilessly.

But with the doe eyes that you look up, they look so fond of what they were seeing now, his thighs clenches, fuck he is cumming just from looking at your face—

Pants followed with clenched eyes, he is prepared to paint your mouth white yet the stimulation disappears.

Eyes shot open immediately searching for the incomplete warmth, but the only thing he sees is his dim ceiling, sheets half covering his body and how the ticking sound of the clock is echoing through his dorm.

Yet another wet dream this week, suna probably has gone crazy to think about you that way especially after he himself left your dorm, turning your sweet request down.

He is no where near a virgin but man, his wet dreams nowadays, especially about you makes him take a memory tour when he was going through his puberty. Horny and restless.

He seems like a dick, he has been called one here and there but he wasn't one to his dear friends but now even suna is rethinking if the jerk contact saved in atsumu's phone for him was really deserving.

Because he left you, no not by just telling you that you are sick and you will regret this but after leaving hickeys on your skins and with a red swollen lips of his own.

He rejected your proposal and yet he had the audacity to pull you closer, grip your waist and make out with you. It seems like he is the one who is out of his mind.

And If that wasn't enough, he has been avoiding you when you try to talk, skipping classes that had dear y/n in it too, canceling group hangouts which includes you and all sorts of stuff a person would do when they ghost you.

But shit, how could he face you when everytime he looks at your face more than ten seconds, he could feel his pants tightening, his dick twitching. he is shameless, he wants to bang his head against the wall.

Because believe him, he is not someone who cares about this type of stuff alot, or care about someone that much to hold himself back— he believed that one night stands were okay, since it's a adult thing.

But is it really okay for him to do this when you are his friend, because your parents sure trust him not to fuck their daughter or have wet dreams about you.

Fuck this is all you fault, If you just didn't, didn't ask him with those doe eyes, glimmering with desperation like a kid who wants a toy, yet those facile eyes showed lust, lust which were overcoming your senses.

The same lust that is now clouding his mind by just the thought of you. It's a lie if he said he doesn't want to wreck you on his cock, he wonders how satisfying and warmer it will feel inside you in reality rather than those empty dreams.

Your fucked out face and you just moaning his name, with the same sickeningly sweet tone you used over the years to call him.

That's cuts off to how his hands are again roughly palming himself while he sat on the toilet uncomfortably, fuck no he should stop. He really should stop jerking off to the thought of you, to the photo of you in his phone.

The photo you sent on the same night he left you being wet and restless, the night he left with a visible buldge in his pant, the night he first jerked off to you, exposed thighs visible on his screen in a way that with just a little more heists up of your skirt and he could see your heat leaking through you.

Maybe he should also let you see the dick, you wanted to see so adorably, with his pretty hands wrapped around it?

suna rintarnou sent a snap.

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HI I JUST WANNA SAY I’M SO GLAD UR STILL ACTIVE EVEN IF UR NOT WRITING😭 i’ve been rereading the last 4 parts of that kuroo and oikawa fic since u posted it 2 years ago🥹 atp i’ve memorized the dialogues and alr have multiple endings in my head

THAT IS SO SWEET I CANNOT

“that escalated quickly”

Suna x fem!reader

Synopsis : you ask your childhood friend to show his pp due to a certain encounter

Note : AHHH SIR SUNA DRIVES ME INSANE HONESTLY, READ THE OTHER PARTS FOR BETTER UNDERSTANDING, mdni

⩩ part : 1, ⩩ part : 2, current, part : 4

“FUCK FUCK” you stutter aloud in class, you turn to your bestfriend to tell him the code red news but the widen gaze of his makes your excitement to come in a halt.

with a awkward realization developing in the back of your mind, you look around yourself, as expected several eyes looking back at you and a piercing gaze just from the front of the class. shit, you just didn't do that.

“miss l/n, out of my class now” with a sharp tone and dagger like gaze thrown at your way, you feel the shudder in your spine.

“gladly” mumbling to yourself, you scramble your things with shaky hands. the shock that you got from a certain ex inarizaki bastard is making your knees wobble.

Taking a note of your, what to say trembling and flushed state, any other bestfriend would have told you need to go to the nurse immediately or to take some rest. but,

Yuuji terushima, knows better than that. years of experience gets him to the conclusion that you must have seen something which had either made you excited or disgusted. A porn maybe, a dirty text or is it a nude?

He helps himself to pack his things too, lazily standing up to follow you and listen to your code red. the professor gives him a raised eyebrow, followed with a questionable look. “where do you think you are going?”

“will accompany y/n, she doesn't look so good” the professor takes a quicky glance again at your way, yeah you do look kind of freaked out, he just nods at terushima's way and you feel relieved that you can fuss about the whole thing to him.

You remember the first time he tired to kabedon you once you entered college but missed miserably, embarrassing indeed but that was the beginning of your crack friendship, he is a great friend, a perfect listener, one who can always cheer you up and a spontaneous ride.

He can be a bit much sometimes, but trusting him was so easy after you overcame his advances, even if he is know for being the infamous playboy, he behaves like a kid with his friends around.

Stepping faster to a isolated place in the hallway, you gasp loudly turning to him, grasping yuuji by his jacket you practically shove your damn phone onto his face.

“calm down—woah, WOAH” he was expecting something nasty surely, but not from the guy who was ghosting you, and damn, those fine abs and large hands which were wrapped so well around his it— with that angle. Suna definitely was a photography major.

and he finally gets it why you have been wanting to fuck suna rintarou, he also gets why some of the boys call suna, horse cock. Questioning his sexuality somewhat, he makes a mental note to ask the both of you for a threesome.

“I know” you rasp loudly, nodding your head furiously when he returns the pleased expression, like he approves of your choice.

But you were still mad at suna. He took every chance to cut you off and you thought your horny senses really got you to break off your friendship but you wish he could just talk it out with you.

But this. THIS? It's fucking ten am in the morning, and he had the audacity to send you a nude during the class which he purposely ditched?

“what should I do?” you pull at yuji's sleeves with a loud sigh, and nag in your tone. Just like a little kid who is confused to choose which flavor of ice cream they want, for them it's a crisis at their age and for you it's a crisis for your age.

“fuck him? Didn't you want to do that all along” he removes your hands from his sleeve, yeah you aren't not wrinkling his branded shirt, smacking you softly on your head, you wince like you just have been shot with a bullet. People who walk by will probably think it's a dramatic commotion, because it is.

“HE GHOSTED ME”

“and you are desperate”

What happened to your bestfriend who supported you? He shouldn't point your horniness out, because you will return the favor and he wouldn't survive a day.

“it's not like he wasn't into you as— oh, OH” he yanks you behind the nearest pillar, looming to glance behind you, hands gripped on your forearm, he peeks leaning sideways while trying to not get noticed.

“wait what happened” you furrow your eyebrows, curious to know what you both are hiding from? His another one night stand or his two weeks girlfriend? you try to look back but he doesn't let you move.

“blond bastard on our radar” he mumbles

“you mean yourself?”

He rolls his eyes, “no, miya” followed with a fake sweet smile. You furrow your brows, it's not like he will be able to do something if he sees you so what's the fuss?

Terushima looks back at your face, a total confusion plastered, he sighs “with the bestfriend you are trying to fuck” oh. You will have to thank him for that one.

you flinch, kneeling down a little, like that's gonna hide you. you whisper to yuuji to stand infront of you and guard you until they pass by but before you could finish your sentence, you already hear the hoarse voice which rejected you that night.

“y/n, hey, do you mind if we talk back at our place”

You really ponder over how coming all the way to his dorm was actually not a good option at all from the very start, you skipped your class for him right after he offered that can both of you talk, alone at his place?

Damn, where did your pride go— you really were just going on with hormones that affected your sense of right and wrong.

With how small the place was, it was suffocating, the aircon is on but all you can feel is heat radiating off you and your surroundings.

Especially off the guy who was just five feet away from you, the way his hand was fiddling with his watch so he could take it off, the same pretty hands which were probably wrapped around something that you desperatly wanted to see again.

“y/n, take a seat instead of standing awkwardly” you stiffly look at his face again, a raised eyebrow and a plain expression he usually wear to cover his emotions but you wonder if he feels nervous and anxious as you.

You slowly moved to turn his chair around, shifting it away afrom his desk but you are stopped with a soft little, 'huh' ringing in your ears.

Snapping your head back, you see suna sitting on his bed, hands supporting his weight from behind while his face titled with narrowed eyes, eyes that shimmers with confusion that said, why weren't you sitting on his bed ?

“cmon' sit”

“on your lap?” you try to crack a joke to lighten the mood, followed with laughs. Only from you that is, awkwardly stopping, you tighten your lips into a thin line, you feel you can successfully die now.

“sure, I'm more comfortable than that chair atleast” you choke, that totally catched you off guard, widen eyes and words fumbling out your lips that you don't even comprehend.

He looks so sexy, slanted eyes which observes your every move, sweatpants which makes everything so prominent yet not enough that you want him to take it off, you want to slip it off yourself.

Suna laughs as you blush furiously, you are red to the tip of your ear, he feels bad, he didn't even tease you yet, why did he even call you over to his room, not like he had anything he particularly wanted to be done or can be done in his dorm only.

“y/n, don't need to get so flustered I was just kidding—”

“but I wasn't” you clench the strap of bag in your hands, moving on your feet before you can even come back to your sentence.

You were always called blunt, naive with the things and abrupt decisions you made, you and him, both knows making a risky step is no good for you, yet you are tempted by your so called desire you can't seem to control. No,

You don't want to control.

So before you even gave the consequences of your action a thought, your hands were already on his shoulder, your leg pressed on the mattress that you placed between his thighs, eyes lost into each other's, you felt his hot breath on your neck.

“can I see your dick please”

This time, you weren't sick or high enough to blame your stubborness or call it craziness on something— with a straight mind you dug your own grave and,

This time, suna won't take any responsibility, he decided he won't also think about the risk, not on the red mark left on you due to the way he gripped your waist when he flipped you over his soft mattress.

“go ahead and have me”

A green light

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