adapted twitter threadfics
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pondering the ethics of fucking your robot over blueberry pancakes by littleguanshan
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
16 Apr 2023
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"I'm failin' to see the downside here, he cooks and cleans, and looks good doin' it don't he?"
"The downside!" Atsumu screeched down the phone, pacing back and forth as he willed away his unfortunate morning wood. "Is that he's out there wearin' a fuckin' buttplug! A buttplug!"
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suna decides to help atsumu get laid by surprising him with his very own sexbot.
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- Part 1 of adapted twitter threadfics
- Part 2 of HQ: Porn Without Plot by littleguanshan
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“Six million people out there-” Hajime breathes between kisses. “Six million people, do you think any of them are watching you right now pressed up against the glass? Looking so beautiful in the neon lights?"
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Tooru wants to see the moon. Hajime, for the time being, gives him the closest alternative. He takes the pretty android home and makes him see the stars when he spreads him out across the mattress beneath him.
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- Part 2 of adapted twitter threadfics
- Part 3 of HQ: Porn Without Plot by littleguanshan
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the ac is broken during a heat wave and for some god-awful reason, osamu is hard in his shorts as he basks in the heat beside his best friend.
there's a basket of peaches on the tatami mat, and rintaro reaches for one, then another, and his hands are on osamu, sticky juice dripping down his chin when he pulls him in close. they're far from drunk this time, osamu spread out on the mat at rintaro's mercy.
(not at all inspired by that scene in call me by your name)
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- Part 3 of adapted twitter threadfics
- Part 4 of HQ: Porn Without Plot by littleguanshan
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“Yer gorgeous,” Atsumu breathes as he helps Kiyoomi out of the shirt. “All fer me.” Kiyoomi’s breath hitches as he feels Atsumu run fingers up and down his chest and over his stomach. He focuses on how right this all feels, being with Atsumu. The thought almost makes him well up and he curses under his breath, letting his head rock back against the pillow as he tries to relax and just enjoy having someone spend so much time caring and savouring him. Someone who cares
"I still can’t believe ya never been with a man before,” Atsumu breathes as he moves up to focus on Kiyoomi’s face. One hand cards through greying curls as the other caresses his jaw, hoping the gesticulation might accurately begin to convey his devotion.
“I was married to a woman for twenty-years, it’s not hard to believe.” Kiyoomi exhales. “You’re my first – everything. Kiss, fuck, all of it.”
(An insight into Kiyoomi and Atsumu’s sexual relationship, with a lot of firsts for one of them)
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- Part 4 of adapted twitter threadfics
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"Miya-" he looks down at Atsumu's crotch and he doesn't even make an attempt to look away as he speaks, his voice hoarse. "This isn't appropriate."
"Say that when yer not lookin' at my dick and I might just believe ya." Atsumu winks, closing the distance between them. In an instant, he has Sakusa backed up against his desk, both hands planted either side of the wood as he waits for permission to continue.
"I'm your professor."
"Yeah? Doesn't look like it's stoppin' ya from wantin' me."
(horny college student meet horny awkward college professor. the after-class tutoring goes very well.)
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- Part 5 of adapted twitter threadfics
- Part 5 of HQ: Porn Without Plot by littleguanshan
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When he's finished, he plucks the cherry stem from his mouth and holds it up to Osamu. Three tight little knots. Osamu looks dumbfounded, his jaw slackening as he's struck to silence. Rin lifts a stained-red fingertip to Osamu's chin, pushing up gently to close Osamu's open mouth. The tension is thick, palpable. Osamu's hands still and he swallows, his mouth dry.
"You haven't had my mouth yet, have you?"
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(two pent up third years, a boxful of cherries and one empty classroom makes for one messy lunchbreak)
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- Part 6 of adapted twitter threadfics
- Part 6 of HQ: Porn Without Plot by littleguanshan
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"I came the moment they told me- Tooru I–” Wakatoshi pauses, freezing in place by the bed. Tooru lifts the sheets covering his stomach to reveal a large, round bump under a flowy white nightdress. The cotton material pools at Tooru’s upper thighs, revealing soft, milky skin that makes Wakatoshi unconsciously lick his lips. "Forgive me, it seems I've missed so much."
"You can make up for it now, then," Tooru whispers, spreading his legs open across the mattress. Lacy white panties soaked in slick leave little to the imagination, leaving Wakatoshi’s alpha switching between chants of fuck— mate– knot omega– and pups– protect– scent. "He's a boy, I know it, an alpha just like his daddy."
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- Part 7 of adapted twitter threadfics
- Part 8 of HQ: Porn Without Plot by littleguanshan
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"How does it feel?" Osamu eventually asks from the bed, breaking the tense silence. "If ya don't like it— o-or it doesn't fit we can— oh. Fuck, do that again."
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(Or, the one where Osamu buys his boyfriend a strap-on so Rintaro can top him for the first time)
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- Part 8 of adapted twitter threadfics
- Part 15 of HQ: Porn Without Plot by littleguanshan
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One moment, Osamu is leaning against the bar at the Smithfield’s Saloon, sipping lukewarm beer that’s the best damn thing he’s had to drink in the months riding back from Nebraska. And the next, he’s stumbling outside down a nearby alley as he follows a tall stranger cloaked in black, who pins him against the wall once they’re hidden from view and draws sounds from Osamu that he didn't think he could ever make.
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(Or, the one where Osamu meets a mysterious stranger for a drink, and against his better judgement, lets him take him down the back alley outside the saloon for a real western roughing up. YEEHAW!)
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- Part 27 of HQ: Porn Without Plot by littleguanshan
- Part 9 of adapted twitter threadfics