Ah, no problem! This is for the werewolf Iwaizumi ask! Out of high school Iwaizumi and his chubby girlfriend go to a club and she is feeling a bit out of place so he wants to show her how she should really feel by grinding and dancing with her. After that it just continues with a wild night. Thank you!!

Iwaizumi doesn’t know how he ended up so lucky. It isn’t
often his kind finds someone so willing and able to handle his…condition. But
she…she’s everything he could ever ask for. Sweet and caring, but strong enough
to deal with his request to be locked away during full moons when his drive is
too hard to control. Glancing over at Oikawa, the vampire no doubt putting his
moves on a new snack, he recalls how he’s been his saving grace until she came
around, though his former teammate still makes a point to help her set up the
basement and stands guard over the door so she can sleep soundly.

Iwaizumi has never once worried his best friend would ever
harm her and she, thankfully, trusts him too because of that. Both creatures
could smell her apprehension that first night Oikawa announced he would be
staying over but Iwaizumi had been able to convince her it would be alright.

And it was, resulting in the three of them becoming even
closer.

But now, looking at her, Iwaizumi frowns. She’s standing
away from the crowd, eyes cast to the ground and arms wrapped around her waist.
Staring at her, he’s momentarily overwhelmed with severe hunger of a different
variety. She looks so damn hot! It’d
taken a significant amount of time and encouragement from both himself and
Oikawa to convince her to wear the tight fitting strapless dress. It showed off
her curves perfectly.

When her scent hits him, full of apprehension and dread, he
surges forward, grasping her hand.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” he asks, voice gruffer than he means
but he’s concerned. Did someone hit on her? Does he need to tear someone’s
throat out?

“He…hey, Hajime. No…nothing’s wrong,” she lies.

Placing both his hands upon her cheeks, he stares in her
eyes. “Why do you think you can lie to me? I can smell your distress. Now, just tell me what’s bothering you.”

She sighs, closing her eyes and turning her head. “I just…I
want to go home, Hajime.”

“What? Why? We just got here and you haven’t even danced
with me yet,” he protests.

“Because I look…I look like a joke in this!” she snaps.

His eyes go wide, confusion clear on his face. “Who told you
that?” he growls, ready to kill anyone who dares insult his woman.

But when she taps her head, his fists relax, hands reaching
up to her shoulders as she replies shakily, “I…I did.”

Iwaizumi stares at her, completely baffled that she could
believe she looks anything but ravishing in her ensemble. Narrowing his eyes,
he pushes her up against the wall, burying his face in the juncture of her neck
and inhaling her scent. She’s nervous, but he notes with some pride, he can
detect the faintest hint of arousal and decides to bank all his next moves on
that.

“Do you have any idea,” he begins grinding up against her, voice low and
sultry against her ear, “how fucking sexy you look? Just in the span of the
first five minutes that we were here I counted almost six guys I was ready to
tear apart based simply on one look at you.”

She gasps when his mouth latches onto her, tongue teasing
the sensitive skin. Knees going weak, she slumps against him, but he’s strong
and it takes no effort to hold her up. “You’re a knock out, baby, your curves,
your smile, your scent! All of it drives me wild!” He moves to her mouth,
kissing her deeply, capturing her moan as he grinds his erection against her.

“Do you feel that? All of that is for you! I want to take
you so bad, rip your clothes off, fuck you till you can’t breathe! I want to
rut you until you swell with my offspring! Do you understand? Do you get it?”
He pulls back, eyes flashing bright green and she inhales a sharp breath. “You’re
gorgeous, you have curves other women have to pay for! I’m the envy of my den
because of you! I never told you because I don’t want you afraid of them, but
I’ve fought for the right to keep you.”

Her eyes fill with tears but he kisses them away. “Let me
mark you, be my mate for real, please? I don’t want anyone else,” he begs
against her lips.

His request breeds both joy and fear in her heart. She knows
what it means, knows her life as a full human will be altered but she also
knows she’ll never find someone like Hajime anywhere else in the world.

“Yes, Hajime, yes, I’ll mate with you.”

“Fucking finally,” he growls, lifting her up completely off
the floor. His eyes seek a refuge and of course it’s Oikawa who comes to the
rescue. As the two men’s eyes meet, the vampire nods to a VIP room. Iwaizumi
rushes through the crowd, grabbing the key in a high five from his friend
before entering the darkened room and slamming the door.

His claws elongate, shredding her dress to ribbons leaving a
black lace strapless bra and boy short panties all that stands between him and
her. As she waits upon the couch, he sheds his own clothing, muscles rippling
and twitching with excitement when her hands unclasp the bra allowing it to
fall to the floor.

His lips are on her nipple in a second, pulling a keening
cry from her lips. “Hajime,” she whispers, hands grasping for purchase.

Iwaizumi needs to prepare her before he loses completely
control, the scent of her arousal and the willingness to be his forever making
his beast’s heart thunder. Ripping away her panties, he falls to his back
against the couch, hauling her up easily to straddle his face. “Oh god!” she
wails as his tongue laves against her entrance, lips sucking firmly at her clit
in a frenzy to get her ready to take him.

“I’m sorry,” his voice is muffled against the softness of
her flesh, “I can’t…I need you now, please. Can you take it? Are you ready?”

“I’m fine, go,” she concedes. He doesn’t need further
encouragement, manhandling her into position on hands and knees upon the couch.
He moves forward quickly, burying all the way to the hilt.

“Hajime,” she whines, voice cracking a bit under the strain
of his impact.

“I’m right here, baby, fuck, you’re doing so good. I love
you, I fucking love you so much,” he groans. His fangs descend, glistening with
the ether that will mark her his forever. “Last chance to back out, once this
is done there’s no going back,” he warns, voice a bit shaky.

“Do it, Hajime, I’m ready,” she confirms.

He presses his chest to her back, hauling them both to their
knees before sinking his fangs into her neck. Her cry is loud, the pain more
intense than she anticipated making her jolt but his superior strength holds
her steady so he doesn’t nick an artery. Retracting his teeth, Hajime licks the
wound rapidly, healing her skin with his saliva.

A moment later, he comes, hard and fast within her body and
she moans loud as his fingers swirl against her clit, her orgasm hitting like a
freight train.

Panting and covered in sweat, Hajime releases her, allowing
her to fall forward before he pulls out. She collapses to the floor, utterly
exhausted.

A flutter of eyelids signals her impending consciousness,
eyes blinking against the brightness of the room. When did they get back to his
place?

“Good morning, mate,” Hajime says, voice more cheerful and
light than she’s ever heard before. Tentatively, she touches the scar at her
neck, a soft, slow smiling splitting her lips as she gratefully accepts the cup
of coffee he offers. She leans up, kissing him gently. “Move in with me, marry
me,” he says and she nods again happily.

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Ghouls? I’m in! Can I request headcanons on how Kuroo, Sugawara and Tsukishima would react if they found out in a gruesome way that they’re crush is a ghouls ? Like they caught them feeding or their crush stepped in to protect them from other ghouls? Maybe both? 😳 Thank you!! And I’m super glad that the supernatural AU won as well!! I’m a sucker for horror movies and all that, and you’re writing is awesome!!! It’s a win-win 😍

I did this in a reactions/scenario free flow that I’ve grown immensely fond of. Thanks again to @sfw-haikyuu-nsfw for introducing me to this type of writing and for being so cool with me using it too! Warning, this is somewhat gruesome.

Kuroo had heard rumors of these
creatures, but initially thought it was an elaborate prank. Those videos
couldn’t have possibly been real. But now, looking at the creature before him,
he has no doubt. And he knows he’s about to die. His fight or flight circuits
somehow cross, leaving him stranded with fear, like a bird who can fly stays
still waiting for the snake to strike. “Oh god,” he whimpers, voice cracking.

“Such
a sweet looking treat,” hisses the ghoul, striding forward slowly. It takes a
deep breath in. “I can smell your fear and it’s soooooo tasty.”

Just
as it springs, Kuroo covers his eyes but the impact never comes. Opening them
again, he’s startled to see _________ has jumped in front of him, her hands
grasping the wrists of the creature.

He
still can’t move, can’t make a sound when his crush, the girl he’s been pining
after all year, bites his former attacker.

At first,
he thinks he imagined it, there’s no way she-

But the
sound of rending flesh and a horrid scream of pain snaps him to the reality
that this is really happening. Sugawara
falls to his knees, eyes wide with horror as ________ easily overpowers the
ghoul, taking another huge chunk of its flesh. Her lips smack, tongue licking
the trailing blood from her mouth before she goes in for another bite and all
the while his attacker now turned victim writhes and twitches on the ground
shrieking.

“Shut
up,” she hisses, tearing its throat to render it soundless. “That’s better,”
she coos before going back to feeding.

A
sound of retching, Sugawara no doubt, hits her ears but she’s so starved she
can’t stop now. She’s been holding back for far too long and there were way too
many close calls where she almost ate the one she cares about.

Finishing
her meal, she stands, wiping the remnants of her consumption from her teeth
before turning around. She’s a gruesome sight to behold, clothing saturated
with blood, eyes still black and red as a result of her excitement during the
kill.

“Tsukishima-kun,” her voice calls gently. When the blonde looks up it’s to find
her eyes returning to their normal color but it does little to stem the shiver
of horror that racks his body. He falls backwards, landing hard on his ass and
skirting away as fast as he can.

“What…what
the hell are you?” he rasps, throat coated with the evidence of his expulsion.

She
sighs, rubbing her hands upon her skirt in an attempt to clean them, the end
result merely being a smearing of more blood upon her person. “I think you know
the answer to that, Tsukishima-kun.”

“But
you, you’re…you go to my school! You sit in class, right next to me! How…how
could you be…be…this the whole
time?!” His voice is rising, hysterics taking over despite his usually calm
nature.

“That’s
true, I do those things. But it’s also true that I’m this.” She pauses, tilting
her head. “And what do you propose to do now? Are you going to tell the
authorities?” Her voice is even, no trace of a threat but he knows it’s there.
How could it not be? And how could he do that? After all, she did save him. And as far as he knows,
she hasn’t eaten any humans.

At
least not anyone he knows.

Swallowing
down more bile, he shakes his head. “I won’t tell them. I won’t tell anyone.”

She
smiles, kneeling to his level. “Thank you, Tsukishima-kun. I promise, as long
as I’m around, you won’t have to worry something like that,” she points behind
her to the mass of flesh and bone left, “ever hurting you.”

“But…you
are something like that. How…how can
you be sure you won’t-“

“Because
I could have eaten you more than a hundred times over since we met and I
haven’t.”

“Why?”
he can’t help asking.

She
smiles again. “Because I like you, Tsukishima-kun.”

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i saw the vamp Akashi that’s in line to be written and just thought of another vamp Akashi lol! so idk if vampires can feed off of each other?? but let’s just say they can lol and so vamp Akashi and his vamp s/o feeding off each other and it just slowly gets heated between them since they’re like in mating season! (i just remembered twilight breaking dawn and a similar scene came up in the movie lol) nsfw pls! and i hope i was clear with my request >.<

Warning for slight blood
play.

“Seijuro.” His name,
spoken in a tone barely above a whisper, but the need was present. She was in
heat, they both were, and desperation was setting in. Her hips ground down hard
against his erection and he moaned low in the back of his throat. His heart
would be racing, were it beating any longer, but he felt the drive anyway, the
impulse to throw her down and ravage her like the beast he was; like the beast
she wanted.

It wasn’t often either
of them were like this, most of the time preparing weeks in advance for their
mating season so that they would not be in this predicament.

By life, even an undead
one, can be unpredictable and Akashi knew they’d reached the point of no
return.

His irises flashed, one
color overcoming the other, his inner self raging for her, the scent of her
driving him mad.

“_________, prepare
yourself,” he warned, the next second hauling himself and her up from the couch
effortlessly. She clung to him, legs around his waist, hands buried in his hair
as her lips sealed over his, her protruding fangs nicking a small wound in the process.
Her reaction was instant, a firm suck making a flood of fire surge through both
their veins as she took her first taste of him.

Aksahi slammed her
against the bookcase, the impact shaking loose century old volumes and
scattering them about the floor. He paid them no mind, completely focused on
her neck. Sure, he could bite her anywhere he pleased and probably would do so,
but there was something so…pure about biting her there!

“Seijuro!”

Her voice was no longer
quiet, no longer subdued by thirst, she was relishing the puncture of his
fangs, writhing against him. Akashi’s hands grasped her hips tightly, his voice
whispering harshly, “Do not move, unless you want to get branded.”

She stilled just long
enough for him to release some of his venom, deadly to any living creature, and
quite effective he found at obliterating the tightly woven weave of her gown.
He left her top in place, her breasts still lifted by the corset remaining around
her waist. Blood poured from her wounds but he didn’t miss a drop, licking and
sucking the flowing river of deep crimson.

“You taste amazing,” he
praised, hands moving to the belt at his waist, unbuckling it quickly. His
pants fell away, pooling at his ankles only to be kicked away.

She couldn’t wait any
longer, grabbing his hand and tugging it to her mouth. At the first break of the
skin on his wrist, Akashi hissed in pleasure. Their eyes met then, hers
glowing blue while his burnt red as she sucked hard. Akashi’s head fell back,
his erection growing firmer and his need higher. Wrenching away his hand, he
clasped both of hers and hauled them above her head at the exact same moment he
drove his cock deep into her waiting heat.

It was the only part of
her still warm besides her blood.

“Darling,” she panted,
the term of endearment sweet against his ears despite the bloodied mess the two
of them were rapidly becoming. The servants, he knew, would have an absolute
fit the next morning when they came upon the remnants of their debauchery. He
thrust upwards, harder and harder, mouth and fangs latching back onto the side
of her neck while she did the same to him and they drank.

“Sweetheart, uhn…are you
close?” he asked, breathing labored with the effort to continue his exertions
while she practically drained him.

“Yes, oh, Seijuro,” she
moaned, lips stained with the evidence of her indulgence.

“Then cum for me, my
sweet, cum for your darling,” he commanded, eyes focused only on her face. It
didn’t take long, she had been a slave to his will for centuries, a willing
sacrifice to his wants and desires. Her body shuddered, power both surging through
and out of her as she came. Her release allowed him his own, both collapsing at
the end of their tryst.

When he opened his eyes
once more, Akashi literally saw red, both she and he covered in it. Gathering
his strength, and her once more in his arms, he headed to the opulent bathroom
of their shared quarters, drawing a hot bath to wash them before tucking
themselves into the master suite buried deep in the center of his mansion, away
from sunlight, hunters and whining servants.

@nsfwhaikyuu-knb

Demon Aomine x Angel female s/o headcanons on how they are able to work out their complicated relationship as a couple?

Demon
and angel meet while in vessels on earth, his a cocky basketball brat and hers
a fellow student at Too.
Aomine
was sent on a mission to gain the soul of one Kuroko Tetsuya but got decidedly
distracted when miss angel girl showed up.
He’s
drawn to her like a moth to flame, using his abilities to enhance those of his
vessel to a noticeable degree in efforts to gain her attention.
It
works, but not in the way he intended. She pegs him as a demon and tries to
kill him initially.
Just
as she’s about to stab him with her holy sword, they lock eyes and she’s lost
in the fire of his gaze.
Aomine
gains the upper hand but surprisingly doesn’t kill her.
They
dance around their attraction, him because of pride (he’s a demon for fuck’s
sake, he’s not gonna succumb to the charms of an angel) and her because of duty
(she’s an angel, he’s her enemy.)
Eventually
they can’t resist one another anymore and kiss. It’s like a seal upon their
fate.
Their
sides have mixed reactions to their union. Aomine’s, particularly his archdemon
who houses in the vessel of Too’s captain, Imayoshi, is thoroughly amused by
the situation. The angel’s side sends an archangel in the form of Kagami Taiga
to take down Aomine.
She
and Aomine find refuge with a sage who provides warding magic so neither side
can find their respective wayward members.
They
settle down on earth in their vessels, self-exiled so that they can stay
together.

tag: @nsfwhaikyuu-knb

haikyuusmiles:

Dragon Tanaka icon for @vball-baes-bball-babes !!! Happy October everyone!!

I LOVE THIS!! Holy moly he looks amazing!! Thank you soooooo much!!

could I request for supernatural au, an nsfw scenario of Mibuchi and reader who is a nekomimi during a stormy night?

Nekomimi
(for those like myself who are unfamiliar with the term): A fictional character
who has cat ears on an otherwise human body, and possibly other feline
characteristics such as a tail.

A
bright flash illuminates the room followed by a resounding crash of thunder
strong enough to shake the windows. Her mewl, scared in tone, draws Mibuchi’s
attention from his book to the bed. Smiling softly, he closes the novel,
setting it on the side table as he stands.

“How
can you be afraid of the storm love?” he asks gently seating himself on the
edge of the mattress.

“Just
because I’m from the panther line doesn’t mean I don’t get scared,” she pouts,
squeaking as another round of explosions rock the sky above their shared high-rise
apartment.

“Well
then,” Mibuchi coos, crawling over her prone figure, “why don’t I distract you,
hmmmm?” Quickly, he sheds both of their clothing, his normal teasing absent in
favor of actually helping her. She’s done much for him in the years they’ve
been together and he figures it’s high time he pays her back for all her care.

“Reo,”
she keens as his lips caress her neck. Another flash illuminates the lovers
briefly, his eyes wide and bright at the sight of her naked below him. Just
before the boom, Mibuchi’s fingers tease between her legs, a breathy sigh
escaping her mouth.

He
doesn’t waste time, eager not only to bring her comfort but to taste her; it’s
been too long since his head has been between her thighs. Her tail swishes in
anticipation, adding to the appeal of what he’s about to do; he’s never been one
for conventional relationships.

At
the first touch of his tongue against her waiting heat, she moans again, the
sound high pitched but lovely. He hums against her, drawing gasps and whimpers
as he teases and sucks the sensitive flesh of her cunt. “You always taste so
sweet, lovie,” he comments, tongue pushing further forwards into her body.

“Reo,
oh god,” she gasps, hips rising to increase the pressure. One finger, then two
replace his tongue but he doesn’t keep it idle, moving to the little bundle of
nerves just above her center. He makes her come fast, his own need making
itself known. Turning her over, he caresses her ass, giving her tail a playful
little tug before sinking his cock into her, hips meeting her rear. They’re
both breathing heavy as he thrusts in and out, his long limbs easily able to
reach the top of her head and massage her ears, the action bringing a louder
wail of pleasure from her mouth. “Reo…Reo…please! I….I can’t….I want-“

“I
know, lovie, I know,” he encourages, slamming forward harder, the action
sending blood rushing to her ears, the intensity of his love drowning out the
raging of the storm around them.

With
one last impact, she cums, body spasming with release. Reo isn’t far behind,
spilling deep into her willing body.

Utterly
spent, his little nekomimi collapses, sleep overtaking her almost
instantaneously. Reo chuckles, deciding to save the clean up for the morning.
Cuddling next to her, he draws her close, her head rested against his chest to
hear his heartbeat while his hand covers her exposed ear. Sleep evades him for
a while, but he doesn’t mind moments like this, moments where it’s just the two
of them, lost to the world outside these four walls and thoroughly wrapped up
in one another.