Plot: Good girls always had a bad side to them, and some people just brought that out – whether it be a shitty dorm mate or her boyfriend.
Pairing:Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Smut, slight angst(?), highschool au!
Warnings: Being blessed by the Jungcock, cheating, oral (giving), praising, implied masturbation
Notes: I hope this smut will make up how slow I’m becoming. I can’t help it because exams. And I can’t believe It hit 140+ followers???? What the heck???? How?? Thank you so much. I feel so great about that. 2,042 Words
You were probably one of the most angelic people in your year. You were always kind, got good grades, did your homework – it was a shame you were stuck with a bitch as a roommate. Kim Jenna was always out partying, high-key manipulative, and just got around a lot.
It was a surprise people actually liked her more than you.
Maybe it was because she was prettier, You pondered sometimes. Maybe it was because she actually talked to everyone, and didn’t just sit alone during lunch. Insecurity was probably the bane of your existence when you were around Jenna, especially since she teased you.
Suits, volleyball, and all the headcanon in between.
[Terushima, Futakuchi, Noya, Tanaka, Ushijima and Tendou here] [Akiteru, Kei, Kageyama and Hinata here] [Ladies of Karasuno here]
Black on black. No tie, open two-buttoned suit jacket that hugs his waist, the top two buttons of his shirt are undone. Tailored wingtip derbies, black and matte- polished to perfection.
He’s actually the one who dislikes wearing suits the most (I mean, have you seen the guy, he literally looks like he throws on whatever he has lying on his bed).
Oh, but if you challenge him, or if the need arises- he’s going to be the sexiest guy in the room because he sure as hell isn’t going to lose at anything.
Hours of research and a lot of changing rooms is not going to be for nothing. If he’s going to suffer, he’s going to do some real damage before he goes (namely to your short-circuited brain and perhaps severe blood loss via nosebleed).
He tried the red and black combination once, until a girl actually came up to him and asked him which host club he worked at, and he’s stuck to black from then on.
Those undone buttons on his shirt? Collarbones. They’re so sharp that they can slice through paper, and it makes his neck slimmer and his smirk all the sexier.
Everything’s been absolutely tailored at least twice, and it’s so on purpose. Can you imagine those legs- miles and miles of slim height and oh, he knows you’re staring. He’ll wink right back.
Now that he thinks about it, he’s never had to buy his own drink before, and thus Kuroo’s legendary alcohol tolerance was born.
Note: Whoo! Two days in a row, go me. I think I’ve got my mojo back.
fluff. daveed. this is all i ask for. maybe a little smut?😏😏
dom daveed SMuT pLS
Diggs + smut = my request
PLSPLSPLS MORE DAVEED SMUT IAM A TH I RST Y BITCH JAHJ
Daveed x reader where reader claims that she always has to fake orgasms when she’s with a guy and he says that he can change that and it ends it smuttttt
Word Count: 2711
Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader
Warnings: SMUT and lots of it
“So a guy’s never made you come before?” Oak asked with his jaw hanging a bit open.
“Nope,” you said nonchalantly while scrolling through your Twitter mentions.
It was intermission of the second show of the day and you, Oak, Anthony, and Jasmine were all hanging out in Oak’s dressing room, talking about random topics. Now, the topic seemed to be focused on you because you had accidentally let the fact that you had never had a real orgasm during sex slip into the conversation.
“Ever?” Anthony pressed in disbelief, somehow not believing you.
“Never ever.” You confirmed, looking up to see all three pairs of eyes on you. “What?”
“Do you tell them what they’re doing wrong?” Jazzy asked.
“With the first couple of guys, yeah, but after a while, I just stopped because it wasn’t working anyway. I didn’t want to make them feel bad about themselves, so I just started faking orgasms every time. I just finish myself off after they go to clean up or something.” You shrugged.