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[runaarinn]

✦ 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭

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› 𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐲: everything is all good here, feel free to indulge as much as you’d like!

› 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: this is kind of just what I think some of these boys would do at a black cookout

› 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫: lowkey I just got this idea randomly while I was at a cookout, so I absolutely had to run with it. I may or may not make a part two because I really enjoyed writing this. I hope you lovlies enjoy as well!<33

ᥫ᭡ 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 — he loud one. he is absolutely gonna be the loud one at every single function he is attends. more than likely, if he’s not the one on aux, he sure as hell will be the one that’s tearing up the dance floor. any line dance that’s playing — trust and believe that he’s going to be front and center.  the cupid shuffle? not one of his faves, but he’ll still do it. the electric slide? also not one of his faves, but he sure as hell will be sliding along the grass at the cookout. now if somebody got the wobble playing — everyone better clear out and give my boy some space because he’s about to cut upppp. he’s gonna be in the front with the aunties and uncles. just overall he would have a really great time. unfortunately, you will be having to haul his ass out of the function because he’ll keep just keep begging you to stay for one more dance, and even try and pull you into dance so you’d forget that you wanted to leave to begin with.

"wait, baby please, I promise, this will be the last dance. actually, matter of a fact — come with me, it'll be funnn!"

ᥫ᭡ 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐣𝐢 — I feel like akaashi somehow ends up on babysitting duty at most of the cookouts. maybe not all of them, but definitely a really good majority of them. the first time it happened, you had taken your eyes off of him for one second so you could fix both of you a plate, and you returned to see him with some random baby in his arms? and when I say random baby, like genuinely, you have never seen that baby not once in your life. the baby had seemed relatively calm, but akaashi looked visibly panicked. when you tried to take the baby from akaashi’s arms to return them to their rightful owner parent, the baby immediately started fussing. with some time, akaashi assured you that it was okay. and in due time, he did become more relaxed with the baby, and this seemed to carry on to most future cookouts as well. your family somehow deemed him as the unofficial babysitter / babyholder, and he does not mind one bit. anymore at least he doesn’t.

"i- i don't even know whose child this is. but she won't let go of me."

ᥫ᭡ 𝐎𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮 — oikawa is most certainly the man that comes late as shit to the cookout. if you sent out an invite that said the cookout starts at 4pm, but you really meant 7pm — oikawa ain’t pulling up till 10pm. and somehow, by the graces of god; someone is still on the grill and there’s food still coming out, or someone saved him a plate that somehow didn’t get knocked over with the amount of kids running around. like I know black people time is a real thing, but whatever time oikawa is running on, he needs to stay far, far away with that shit, it’s actually ridiculous. I think at every single function/cookout, he does come in really well dressed. like he’s not gonna pull up in a pair of sweats and some random shirt, like he actually puts effort into his fits. I can see him wearing white air force 1’s religiously — and they survive every single function, lIke I truly have nothing to back it up, they just somehow survive and they never look like a hot mess. 

"wowwww, y'all really started the party without me? that's wild, I see how it is." "..." "where's my plate, though?"

ᥫ᭡ 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨 𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐨 — he’s definitely on the grill with somebody's uncle. if it ain’t your uncle, it’s sure as hell gonna be somebody’s uncle. I truly don’t have anything to back this up, but I can most definitely see him with his shirt off, and he’s just left in a typical white beater, and he for sure has that lil white rag thrown over his shoulder to dab the sweat away at his forehead. honestly, praise to all the uncles and aunties at the cookout who take one for the team to be grilling, and making food for everyone. on top of just grilling, I feel like kuroo also always makes sure that everyone is eating, and everyone's plate is stuffed with whatever they wanna eat, including the kids. I never understood the concept of kids only eating the hot dogs and burgers, and like the ribs and other stuff being for the “adults”. trust and believe, kuroo gon make sure everyone is grubbing and eating good and whatever the hell they wanna eat.

"Imma need you to tell your little cousin to stop hovering over my grill like that — if he wants me to fix him a plate, I need lil man to come over here and tell me what he wants. I swear I'm not as scary as I look."

ᥫ᭡ 𝐌𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 — osamu is certainly playing games with all the grown-ups and cousins at the table on the grass at the cookout. even though osamu isn’t as loud and rambunctious as his counterpart, I feel like he most certainly is with all the shenanigans. but like on the downlow. I feel like you would certainly see this when it comes to playing card games or just any games in general with him. at first, it’ll start out with him playing a board game inside the house with the kids and everyone, and let's say you’re playing monopoly. he somehow keeps getting more and more money, and stealing properties from people, but nobody bats an eye until damn near the end of the game. oh and don’t let this boy touch uno, because he is ruthless. I feel like he’s the type of person to call ‘uno’ before you do, so, you’d have to draw 2. [i hate him bad]. and on top of that, I feel like he's the type of person to have like 2-4 draws in his deck, every fucking game. oh my gosh and please don’t let him start playing spades at the table with all the uncles and aunties because he’s most definitely going to cut up. I don’t think he’s the type to cheat, but I think he’s a low-key a sore loser and will try and win by any means necessary. and I mean any. 

"ya can't call me a cheater if you never caught me in the act. maybe I'm just better, and you're just ass."

these are very much fighting words, and he knows it.

𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

ᥫ᭡ 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐲𝐨 — alongside akaashi, I think hinata would be on babysitting duty, but not with like the babies. like with the older kids, between the ages of like 9-14. hinata is most certainly a hyperactive person, so I think he would get along great with a lot of the little ones naturally. I feel like he would most certainly be running up and down the block; whether it's him teaching the kiddos how to play a little bit of volleyball, playing manhunt, or playing cops & robbers. them kids will be entertained. they get yelled at a couple of times to stop coming in and outta the house, and to stop leaving the door wide open when they’re coming inside too. [I fear this happened one too many times to me]. 

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[cxvii666]

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FEATURING !

DENKI KAMINARI, tetsurou kuroo, satoru gojo, TAKUMA INO, HANTA SERO, koutarou bokuto, connie springer, natsuo todoroki, eijirou kirishima, atsumu miya, tooru oikawa, YUJI ITADORI + ur favs ofc x

hey sweeties ik some of you are still waiting for ur matches but i dont wanna half arse them and ive been feeling so unmotivated to write idk maybe its the weather but im trying my best and i love all of u sm u guys are so supportive so VIRTUAL KISSES MWAH ILYYYY i'll get them out soon i promise 😚🥺💗

[dejwrld]

💒༉ ⸻ the week has come for you and your fiance to tie the knot.

┊ •° ੈ ⋆° ┊ general warning readers discretion is advised — female reader, black reader (with descriptors), her/she pronoun mentions, established relationship (reader and wakatoshi is engaged), mentions of other haikyuu characters, mentions of marriage, slight reader background, wedding ceremony, reader is an influencer/blogger, super self indulgent and the same couple from these two posts.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐏𝐀𝐑���� 𝐈 / we might even be falling in love (interlude), victoria monet

— warnings: flashback chapter, usage of alcohol, profanity, mentions of reader being a marketing major and international student, mentions of making out, fingering, setting paris,

╰┈➤ synopsis: the story of how the ushijima's rekindled an old flame that kick-started their love story.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈 / lucky, jason mraz & colbie caillat

— warnings: mentions of other haikyuu characters, profanity, set in las vegas, alcohol usage, mentions of drunk ushijima, needy ushijima, a bit comical scenes, oral (character receiving)

╰┈➤ synopsis: late bachelorette party leads to some late night fun with your fiancé.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈𝐈 / your best american girl, mitski

— warnings: mentions of reader's insecurities, mentions of reader receiving backlash, mention of wedding nervousness, a little angst, a little fluff

╰┈➤ synopsis: a late night chat between the soon to be married couple.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐕 / marry you, bruno mars

— warnings: mentions of a wedding ceremony, mentions of wedding reception, missionary position, description of making out, clit play, mating press, profanity, body worship,

╰┈➤ synopsis: the wedding ceremony is finally here.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 / honeymoon phase, sabrina carpenter

— warnings: oral (female receiving), cuddling/spooning position, breeding kink, unprotected intercourse, love bombs being dropped, mentions of honeymoon activities,

╰┈➤ synopsis: honeymoon in bora bora between the ushijima’s

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[lingeriae]

THE MORNING AFTER

warnings - very suggestive, reader is black and female, cursing, ass slapping, takes place in college, reader and aran are aged up to 21+

aran ojiro, one of the most popular and handsome man on the volleyball team and the whole entire campus. he stands six feet tall, and his skin was smooth to the touch, with no blemishes are no marks, only a bit of hair below his chin and above his top lip that had women and men feeling weak in the knees. his muscles had boyfriends feeling insecure, and his ass had girlfriends envious with it's round and plumpy look. full lips were always pulled into a pretty, panty-dropping smile, the white teeth—sometimes adorning gold—that flashed with it didn't even help the case. to put it simply, everyone, their mother—and fathers wanted aran ojiro, and you were no exception to that.

maybe that's why he was in your bed. naked back moving up and down as he breathed, the scratches you had no doubt left on his back causing you to cringe as you looked at him from your position on the bed. you gripped the sheets to your chest tighter as you watched him shift for a minute, exhaling deeply when he didn't seem to be awake.

"damn." you muttered quietly, eyes raking up and down his brownskin with amazement, bottom lip now between your teeth as you lifted up your covers and nodding in understanding when you saw his ass, women had a right to be jealous. with a deep breath you slowly slid yourself off the bed, trying your best not to wake the man beside you, smiling big when you suceeded before running off into your bathroom.

you had to take a minute to actually convince yourself that you actually slept with the aran ojiro. now, no insecure shit, of course you thought highly of yourself, with a face and body like that why wouldn't you! but unlike some of the other players, aran didn't fool around with girls like that, you'd be lucky if he even smiled at you, let alone pound you all the way into next week. your hands worked to tie your braids into a ponytail before taking up your toothbrush, cursing under your breath at the fact that you forgot to put on a bonnet, but who could blame you when you were getting fucked by one of the sexiest men on campus?

smiling, you spat the foam out of your mouth, rinsing your mouth which had you bending over the sink and no longer looking in the mirror, if you were looking in the mirror you would notice the naked figure walking towards you, eyes on your ass and pussy that peaked from the material of your towel. he licked his lips before pressing against you, slightly smirking at the way you jumped and immediately straightened up, eyes wide as you meet his in the mirror.

"oh..." you said, averting your gaze from his to the toothbrush in your hand, moving to put it in the cup, your breath hitching when aran's hands drag up your towel to rest against your waist, nibbling on your lower lip before meeting his eyes in the mirror. "hi?" it was said so softly, that if he wasn't so close to you he woulcn't have heard it, but he did and it caused his lips to tug up further.

"hey," the raspiness of his voice isn't unexpected, but it still causes you to shudder and look away fom him again, focusing on the veins that run along his arms. aran licks his lips, eyes on the hickey that sat prettily on the side of your neck, his grip on your hips loosens momentarily to spin you around so that your ass rests against the counter instead of his crotch and your towel presses against his muscular chest. not knowing where to put your hands, you rest them on his chest looking up at him through your wispy lashes. "got tired of starin’ at me?"

your face flushed with heat at his words, rolling your eyes at his words you place a hand on his chest. "you are not all that, relax." you lied, feeling his chest vibrate when he laughed.

it was quiet when he stopped, his eyes dragging down to your lips before slowly up to your face, the hand on your hips tightening their grip as he leans to press his lip against yours.

the action was quick, but it still had your knees slightly buckling and a lovesick smile to make its way unto your face. "you have any classes tomorrow?" he askes causing you to raise an eyebrow at him, fingers twisting the silver chain that rests against his naked chest.

"nah, why?"

he rolls his eyes. giving your hips a gentle squeeze, "cause I wanna take you out, duh. thought you were supposed to be smart?"

kissing your teeth, you remove your hands from his chest and fold them over yours. looking away from him you try your best not to smile, "ion know. another man might wanna—" giggling at the slap he gave your ass, eyebrows drawn together as he looked down at you with a blank expression, you gave him an innocent smile while your fingers traced the hair above his top lip.

"don't even play like that." he mumbled, pulling you against him so there was no space left between the two of you. he closed his eyes for a minute, taking in the comfortable silence that surrounded the both of you before your giggling interupted it.

"bae, why you tryna hug me with your dick out?" aran only opened on of his eyes, looking down at you with a serious expression.

"cause ima put it in you, duh."

[r0s3s26]

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<rose—17(18 in a few months)—black—entp3

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olympic team hq!! // fic recommendations

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atsumu

neon lights (in a world gray) triple trouble drunk mind sober heart green with envy a commemoration of firsts till one of us caves long black anyways, don't be a stranger

kageyama

fate when one door closes stolen kisses miscommunication him?! haunt me volleyball on the brain you can hear it in the silence

sakusa

soft and wet public transit miscarry it's still love drawing our moments bed this victory is mine, and yours touch starved

oikawa

babygirl pinch two stories settle always perfect pain split here's to the sixth time

ushijima

request trust fall atlas bitter / sweet soft, but for you only in time page 304

bokuto

inferior an accidental heroine as loud as you like lucid swept up in the moment heart attack

[kurooangel]

⊱ how do they eat you out? ۫ ׅ ✧

₊˚⊹ cw: smut. timeskip haikyuu. msby 4. oral sex. fingering. masterlist. ᰔ

✶ MIYA ATSUMU ⋮

he is always greedy about eating you out. he can even pout if you deny him his favourite dessert. his hands grab your thighs harshly, leaving his digits marked on your flesh as he takes his time savouring your fluids as your soft moans fill his ears. his tongue goes sooo slowly but it’s just the perfect rhythm to make you feel good for hours.

✶ SAKUSA KYOOMI ⋮

despite of how collected he looks like, this man is nasty when it’s about eating you out. he doesn’t do it often, but when he does it, it’s messy. his tongue is all over you as he uses his hand to stimulate your clit as well. your fluids dripping down his chin as he kisses your inner thighs as well, looking up at your face just to see how you fall apart just because of his tongue.

✶ HINATA SHOYO ⋮

he gets really excited. like a little kid getting his favourite lollipop. he can even cum just from eating you out. his hands holding your plushie thighs to keep your legs spread as his tongue tries to reach every single spot of your delicious cunt. no fingers, no dick, he just wants to use his tongue because he will never miss how sweet you are.

✶ BOKUTO KOTARO ⋮

oh. my. god. despite what y’all can think, this man is rough when he eats you out. he licks, bites, sucks, kisses flicks and anything he can do to your heaven in earth. he loves to spit on it and moans against your cunt when you pull him flush against your core — as if he needs you to tell him twice. it’s his favourite thing in this world, but especially when you’re riding his face. hands on your butt as he completely devours your sweet pussy. as he says, heaven in earth.

[haikyu-mp4]

as atsumu’s proud and beloved girlfriend, you posted a photo of him warming up for one of his first msby games. in the photo, he’s looking real sassy while side-eyeing the opposite team’s setter, so you put the caption “watch out, he’s first up to serve… SERVE CUNT! pop off, babe!!”

his pr management hates both of you.

[riddlesrose]

sakusa kiyoomi who just scored the winning point and his first thought is you.

the crowds cheer in an uproar. the team piles together, sweaty and heaving. they're all happy. they want to cry, laugh, congratulate their teammate on scoring the point that won them the hardest game of their MSBY careers, but he's already pacing across the court. he's dodging hands and journalists with his vision dialed to where you stand at the bottom of the bleacher stairs, eyes brimming with pride and elation.

kiyoomi clears the railing like it's nothing, gaining surprised looks from the people around, but he doesn't care. you don't care about anything as he takes you in his hold, wrapping his arms around your torso while your hands snake around his neck, hand balled onto the back of his jersey. he squeezes you close, forehead leaning on your shoulder as he inhales deeply.

the ringing in his ears dies down as you pull away slightly, smiling wide. proud. kiyoomi lets go of your waist, gently cupping your cheeks as he pulls you into a searing kiss. passionate and desperate for an outlet to his excitement. you melt against him, despite how gross he outwardly feels, he's never internally felt better.

"you should probably go talk to your teammates, bokuto looks like he's ready to burst." you shove him away, facing him to his teammates, who in fact, very much do want to talk to him.

"i really... don't want to." you start to walk with him, almost dragging him by the wrist before he stops where there isn't anyone; near an empty bench.

"kiyo, you just finalized the harshest tournament i've watched you guys play. go." you pat his cheek, he leans into your hold.

"fine. but... can we have a-"

you cut him off, "a hot bath with the lavender salts? yes." a small smile rose to his lips. he could feel the effects of the weekend tournament weighing on his arm already.

sakusa kiyoomi feels like a million dollars today. and yesterday, and every other day he's gotten to call you his. oh and the fact that he scored the final point, but who cares about that when you're standing right in front of him?

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[r1elle]

a different type of affection | a. miya

throughout your relationship, there were times where atsumu had questioned your love for him.

your expressions seemed almost… ‘smaller’ than his. your words lacked the sweet sayings that his sentences would often have.

the way you’d glare at him whenever he did something annoying, (did you not find it funny? he only meant well..)

the amount of times you’d tell him to get off of you whenever he would be drenched with sweat after practices, (when all he wanted to do was hug you after a long day!)

or the fact that you get too hot when cuddling and eventually let go of him, (is it so much of a hassle to stay in his hold?)

but the more that atsumu stuck around, the more that he had noticed the details.

the quiet chuckle and relieved smile that you’d silently give after staring at him—indicating that whatever ridiculous thing he did was the first thing to leave a positive impression on your tiresome day.

the way that, even with the amount of times you’ve complained about him being ‘dirty’, you were always the first one to throw yourself onto his sweaty figure after every game, hugging him regardless of if he had won or not.

the light kiss that you’d plant on his forehead whenever you left his hold, purposely not putting too much pressure so as to not wake him—and how you’d slightly panic when he’d grumble to himself even just a little bit.

and if anyone were to tell him that there would be so much more realizations about you and your ways of showing love, he would’ve felt like less of an idiot in the long run.

so much things became clearer to him.

the way his baby picture was the main picture in your wallet.

the way your onigiri started to ‘coincidentally’ taste exactly how osamu’s did—just how atsumu liked it.

the way his favourite toothpaste suddenly became your toothpaste after he once commented how he didn’t like the taste of your old one.

the way how, when once passing by a room in your house, the sound effects of the video game he had excitedly introduced to you was suddenly being heard, despite the fact that you both had to stop playing the other day because of how bad you were.

and how you were oddly decent at it the next day when you told him you wanted to “try playing a second time”.

honestly? this wasn’t even the whole of it. not even close.

if there was ever something atsumu regretted within the course of your relationship, it was the fact that he was once in the belief that it was solely him ��putting the effort’.

there was never a need to question your love.

not at all, not ever.

and atsumu made it an everyday vow to make sure you would never doubt, either.

— “i love you.”

“eh?”

“what? i love you.”

“that was random.”

“can’t i profess my love?”

“we’re quite literally in an insurance office…?”

“so?”

“…”

“i love you too.”

made this in honour of the fl’s whose display of love is never talked abt by the fandom bc the ml overshadows them 🙏🏽

guys are u tired of me making atsumu imagines yes or no (don’t say yes pleas)

I WANNA WRITE FOR A DIFFERENT CHARACTER SOON💔.. after exams guys trust.

[romaevelizz]

Never let them know your next move˖ ࣪⊹

Summary: them kissing up on you then they do the unspeakable

Characters; bokuto, kuroo, tanaka

Warnings: chaos, cursing, play fighting, kissing, little hot n sweaty. Not proofread! Touchy grabby boys what can I say.. fem!reader

.˚₊‧ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ‧₊˚.

BOKUTO

☆ “your being mean baby..” he whined, ko had been loving up on you for the past fifteen minutes. You’ve only been ignoring him because you were working on school work. “I’ll give you attention in a minute ko.” You hummed.

His dramatic sighs causing you to laugh. It wasn’t like you never payed attention to him it just happens to be kniw when wants it the most. Acting like a puppy who’s deprived. He watched his head resting on your shoulder his eyes wondering your fingers that typed on the keyboard.

How could you ignore him he thought, “you hate me..” he muttered his lips kissing your shoulder. “With everything in my body.” You smiled, feeling his lips travel up your shoulder. His large hands squeezing your hips. “Jus’ want you to love on me.. wanna feel you on me..” he whispered, his tone seductive.

You bit your lip a tingle forming in the pit of your stomach “Ko-“

“AHH!” You yelled, feeling the wettest of his tongue like the side of your face. It wasn’t even small teasing he licked the whole side of your face, quickly pushing himself back knowing your were about to fight.

“You’re fucking kidding me” you laughed discarding your lap top going after him, a fat smile on his face as he grabed your arms pining you down. “Koutaro! Let go of me..” you groaned his big arms holding you against him.

“Nope! I’ve got you now!”

KUROO

☆ His eyes watched you as you wondered around your room, your body pacing impatiently. Kuroo had come over as you were cleaning your room, bad timing yes but he wanted to see you. He wanted a danm nap but you just had to be set on cleaning your room. “UGH!! we can clean it later baby! For the love of god come over to me.” He fake cried sprawling out on you bed.

He watched as you rolled your eyes in the mirror of your vanity, you focused going back on organizing the drawers. He huffed pushing off your bed you watched as he walked up behind you.

“Let me finish I don’t even have that much to do..” you whined feeling his cold hands go under your shirt. “Tetsu my parents are home.” He nodded taking in what you said.

His hands cupping your Boobs over your bra fondling them you felt him smile on the nape of your neck, him enjoying himself. Yet when he looked in the mirror you practically ignored him, though the heat radiating of your face spoke other wise. “Just come lay down with me.” He squeezed a bit tighter.

A pleasant little groan leaving your lips caused him to chuckle mischievously. His lips starting kissing your face a small smile appeared on your face as he did so. But the moment was to nice..

“YOU DID NOT!” You yelled the feeling of your boyfriend letting go of you quickly.

Turning around he was laughing, laughing his ass off. He had licked you!

“AHH BABY PLEASE I WAS JUST JOSHING!”he yelled as you ran at him.

A fit of giggles coming from him as you whipped your wet face against his, “no!” He cried out.

“That what you get motherfucker,” you spoke quickly licking him back after.

“What going on?” The sound of your fathers voice spoke, him witnessing you beating your boyfriend your body on top of him.

“Never mind.. I don’t even wanna know..” he groaned.

TANAKA

☆ Let’s be honest you’d kind be used to it with him. But in this case you were not!

You two where out with his family at dinenr his family sitting around you, two talking amongst themselves. Tanaka was not afraid to kiss up on you in front of his family as nervous as it made you he loved doing it. His lips kissing your hand as you told him to stop “Ryu your grandmother is staring at us.” You whined.

His grandma was in fact staring a smile on her face as she watched her grandson love on you, “you’re so beautiful, I can’t keep to myself.” He said his head falling on your shoulder his lips still kissing on your fingers.

He was normaly very lovey dovey on you but there was just this feeling, you knew something was about to happen you could feel it. And it did happen.

Ryu licking the back of you hand. The back of you hand quickly meeting his mouth popping him. “Ryu! Fu- nasty!”

A heavy laugh left him as you beat on him, his family watching in amusement as you beat on him, “Licking me really! And I knew it was gonna happen!” You spoke is a hushed yell.

“Ahh! Please mercy, baby mercy!!” He yelled dramatically falling into his sisters side for protection just for her to gang up on him as-well.

“Please guys I couldn’t help myself.”he spoke putting a fake frown on his face.

[plussizeficchick]

He’s been all over my fyp on tiktok recently and I finally have a bit of free time sooo.. let’s talk about Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi

Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi who you became friends with after hearing him hum a song from a movie you didn’t expect a guy like him to watch.

Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi who tells you the lamest jokes with the straightest face. And has the audacity to ask you what’s funny when you laugh.

Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi who would literally stand behind you when you’re not paying attention and waits for you to notice him so you get a little jump scare and has the nerve to snicker.

Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi who suggests you guys make up your own language, everyone looks at you like you have two heads when you both start talking/giggling in the language.

Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi who keeps plants. Even names them and convinces you that as his best friend you get one to keep his company.

Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi that you’ve noticed stares at you longer than what’s probably appropriate. His touch lingers on you too, never wanting to stray too far it seems.

Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi who suddenly becomes clingy. To the point where he’s even slipping his head inside of your(his) oversized hoodie so he can lay his head on your chest.

Canonically Weird Best Friend! Akaashi who says that just being friends with you isn’t enough for him, he likes you so much he wants to be in your skin so you never have to separate, but he refrains from mentioning that, simply stating that he longs to be with you romantically.

Canonically Weird Boyfriend! Akaashi who steals all your faded/ old graphic tees. He’s a collector of the like and you have a great selection.

Canonically Weird Boyfriend! Akaashi who “borrows” one of your socks from you on game days for “good luck”.

Canonically Weird! Boyfriend Akaashi who constantly fantasizes about fucking you in the most absurd positions/places. Doggy style on the court. Cowgirl in the locker room. Full Nelson in front of Bokuto.

That one really does it for him.

Canonically Weird! Boyfriend Akaashi who gets visibly excited when he finally has you laid out in front of him, all plush thighs and soft stomach. Your juicy cunt just ready for him to dive in. “Please, Keiji. Need you so bad!” You whine out for him.

You look so fucking cute. The way the tears pool in your eyes while you look up at him all doe-eyed making his cock throb between his bare legs. “Patience, baby. I always treat you right, don’t I?” He asks, smirking as he runs a finger through your folds. You shudder at the feeling, your voice barely above a whisper, “Yesss.” You practically hiss, and Akaashi decides to have a little mercy on you.

He sucks your clit into his mouth, running his tongue over the bundle of nerves briefly before slowly moving down, tongue laving at your opening. He points his tongue before licking inside, wiggling the muscle as far as he can inside your cunt. You gasp, pussy clenching at the intrusion before you slowly start grinding your pussy against his face, seeking out more of that delicious friction. His nose bumps your clit a few times and it’s with that your orgasm washes over you. You shudder as it ripples through you, your essence flooding Akaashi’s tongue.

He comes up for air, chin glistening with your juices. He wipes his chin with his thumb before sticking the soaked digit in your mouth. Your flavor dances on your tongue before Akaashi’s taking the appendage out, replacing it with his tongue. You both make out while you slowly come down from your high, though it’s only a matter of time before he’s back to being his weird self.

“Next time, we’re putting frosting and sprinkles on your ass. I want cake.” 

[cxvii666]

situationship texts w/ ten

FEATURING!

KOUTAROU BOKUTO, shoyo hinata, ryunoske tanaka, TOORU OIKAWA, aoi todo, satori tendou, TETSUROU KUROO my bf duh, DENKI KAMINARI, EIJIROU KIRISHIMA, both miya twins i recon, takuma ino, akiteru tsukishima, SATORU GOJO, connie springer, MONKEY D LUFFY, toge inumaki, yuji itadori, KEIGO TAKAMI, togata mirio, hitoshi shinsou, sero hanta ok im done + ur faves ofc

LACTOSE INTOLÉRANCE WHO⁉️ yall ever get a text from someone and take a minute to FUCKING SCREAM into ur pillow bcos u dont wanna reply to fast and the actually catch yrself and be like WAIT all this over a (insert romantic/sexual partner) and be like bitch BE FR if u dont chill tf out NEOW anyways

[dejwrld]

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ no distractions, ushijima wakatoshi x black fem reader / nsfw + mdni

┊ •° ੈ ⋆° ┊ warning readers discretion is advised — black reader with descriptors, her/she pronouns, female anatomy described, established relationship (reader & ushijima are engaged), just some thoughts, quick drabble, mentions of reader being an influencer, nicknames (reader calls ushijima bear), alluding to smut but it ain't long just a paragraph or two, mentions unprotected intercourse, unedited, consider this a sorry for how long it's taking me to drop part 2 of marry you

He understood why Coach Susaku decided to rent out a traditional Japanese home for some of the players. Most likely to keep a close eye on some of them to ensure they make it to practice on time, keep their heads screwed on correctly before the season comes, and have no distractions.

He wasn't the one prone to break rules, especially with the start of the season so soon (in three days to be exact)—but he just missed her so much that he couldn't resist. A hot shower and an eager you up text later, he's guiding her in the darkness attempting to make as little sound as possible. Which he was sure was impossible because he weighed in at a whopping one hundred and ninety-nine pounds of muscle and was over six feet tall. Moving around stealthily even if he tried was going to be a challenge.

He wanted to mentally curse himself for switching rooms with Kageyama because he wouldn’t have to worry about going up the stairs. His original room was right down from the kitchen, closer to the back entrance of the house that was connected to the way of the hot springs. So here a 6’3, Ushijima was tip toeing up stairs the best he could so he can get to his room upstairs.

When him and his girlfriend finally made it to his room, he finally let out a sigh of relief. The first hardest thing he did tonight was done and he had to only worry about sneaking her back out before everyone else woke up the following morning. His muscular toned thighs can already feel the burn of the laps his coach was going to make him take if he found out he snuck his fiancé in a home where no distractions was allowed.

She was his distraction. He couldn’t help that he was strolling on social media and saw her post from earlier and his body got warm all over. He couldn’t help that he missed his girl. His true love. His other half. The two of them being so busy with their schedules by time they settled in bed, they’re snuggled up together or on their sides of the bed sleeping. Now that he was on the road, it felt like they were drifting apart. Not in a bad way, but more-so a way where their careers had them on a nonstop roller coaster. If he wasn’t away for a game, she was at a brand event in London. If she wasn’t at a brand event, he was training and practicing for a game.

“My bear is breaking the rules for little ole’ me. I feel flattered that he’s risking the most gruesome workout punishment for me.” Y/N giggles lowly while gently placing her sandals on the floor. She discarded them at the door to make the journey up here a little easier for the both of them.

Wakatoshi always cringes when she calls him that, but his cheeks always mask the cringe look he gives us by staining a rose pink color every time it rolls off her tongue. A silly nickname she gave him when they made their first red carpet debut. Quote on quote because of how big and stoic he was when they first met.

“Shh.” He brought his finger to his lips. “Not too loud. Hirugami’s room right across from mine.” He warns her before he’s sliding his white t-shirt off his upper half to get comfortable on the futon below him.

Y/N who came over here in just leggings and one of Wakatoshi’s worn out sweatshirts would nod and begin to slide her leggings off her legs. Ushijima felt like a horn dog for even looking, but who could blame him? They haven’t had sex in weeks. But he didn’t invite her over and possibly broke a house rule for that. He just missed her. Plus, he slept ten times better when she was in close proximity of him.

He climbed under the duvet first before she followed snuggling close to him. The warmth of her body forced Wakatoshi to swallow the harden lump that formed in his throat. His fingers running comforting circles on her body. They’re breathing practically in sync with the crickets that chirped outside.

“How the hell am I going to sneak out of here tomorrow?” She asks quietly.

“Just have to wake up early before everyone else does.” He responds placing a kiss at the crown of her head. The scent of her coconut scented conditioner engulfed his nose in a good way. A comforting way.

He had known she must have rushed over here because she didn’t bring her scarf for her hair. She simply just came with herself and her tote bag.

“I’m not much of a morning person, but perhaps that’s the consequence of sneaking in here.” She snuggles closer to him and lets out a satisfied sigh after bringing her leg to intertwined with his. Her foot teasingly rubbing up and down his calves.

“Baby.”

“Hm?”

“Don’t hm me, you know what you’re doing.”

“I can’t cuddle with my favorite bear.” She says

“Stop with the feet thing,” Wakatoshi warns.

“Fine. But can I get a goodnight kiss before we go to sleep?”

Even in the darkness of the room, he can tell she’s poking her full lips out at his words. She came over here with intentions to rile him up in some type of way. While he thought they was simply going to cuddle and fall asleep, she had something else slithering up her sleeve. She wanted him, which of course made sense. Her texts within him being away oozed with need of him. With how busy they were they simply helped the need with FaceTime calls and invisible ink videos. he still remembered the voice note of her sultry voice moaning out his name while she toyed with her pussy.

So, he's giving her what she wanted. Large hand bridging at the nap of her neck and tugging her into a kiss. He missed the feeling of her lips on his. Soft, delicate, kissable. It always made him feel like he was on cloud nine—laying on the softest clouds, receiving the softest kisses from an angel above.

When the two of them get started, you never can stop them. Wakatoshi knew this. One little kiss turns into making out. Making out trembles to him being in between her stretch-marks decorated thighs. Here he was rubbing his hardened cock on her clothed folds teasing her until her panties stuck upon her pussy lips. Soon he was on top of her, deep inside of her as her teeth bite at his broad shoulders to muffle her moans.

For some reason, through the harsh bites from her—he thought it was so hot. The thought of her poorly attempting to be quiet so they won't get caught. But as soon as he pumped forward one last time, her head fell back into the pillow to let out a dragged-out moan that Ushijima quickly muffled with his hand.

"Are you trying to get us caught, hm?" Ushijima questions through inaudible grunts, his words hitting the shell of her ear and sending a chill down her spine.

When Ushijima looked into her eyes, he saw a glint in her eyes that he'd seen many times. She always had this thing where she challenged him—he has grown to notice she does it so he fuck her a little more harder. Nibble a bit harsher on her skin. Kiss more passionately. The woman was going to drive him insane.

"Fine then.." was the last thing Ushijima Wakatoshi mumbled under breathless pants before hooking her thighs under his strong arms.

His coach said no distractions and he fumbled not even the first day in. But he couldn't help himself, he had such a beautiful girlfriend that he just had to be near her when they did have time. If he had to endure the most tiresome practice drills, he would take that risk, especially for her.

Days when the season started, Ushijima Wakatoshi was forced to run laps until he could remember the last fifty brands Y/N collaborated with all because Nicollas Romero let it slip out in front of their coach that Ushijima had his girlfriend over.

[nanasrkives]

Navigation : midnight records! the starlight EP! haikyuu EP!

"FOR HER" — Sakusa Kiyoomi

a/n : its official i am entering my baby fever era :) content : GIRL DAD SAKUSA. fluff. post timeskip. headcanon.

Girl dad! Sakusa who doesn’t cry in the delivery room, but when the nurse places her in your arms, you see the change happen in his expression before he even speaks. He stands beside you with one hand resting on the bedrail, still in his zip-up, curls flattened from the long hours, eyes fixed so intently on her tiny face that he barely breathes. You offer her to him, gently, and although he nods and reaches out, it’s with a kind of quiet reverence, like he’s afraid any sudden movement might shatter something fragile. When she’s finally in his arms, wrapped in that standard-issue hospital blanket, he doesn’t look away once. “She’s really ours,” he says after a long silence, voice soft and level like he’s stating a fact that still hasn’t settled in. You’re tired and aching and overwhelmed, but in that moment — watching him fall in love so quietly — you feel steadier than you’ve felt all day.

Girl dad! Sakusa who approaches parenting the way he’s approached everything else that’s ever mattered to him — with focus, with discipline, and with the same determination that made him the top ace in the country. He just does it. He reads every product label, tracks feeding times in his phone, and practices swaddling until the corners lie flat like muscle memory. You find him at night adjusting the baby carrier straps with one of her stuffed animals, narrowing his eyes like it’s something to be mastered. In the nursery, everything has its place: pacifiers in labeled containers, diapers stacked perfectly, bottles washed and sterilized on a rotating schedule that no one asked him to create. He’s not afraid of mess — he’s an athlete, after all — but this kind of order calms him. It’s the only way he knows to make sense of something this overwhelming. When you catch him in the early mornings rearranging the drawer of onesies so the softest fabrics are on top, you don’t interrupt. You just watch because you know that this is how he’s learning to love her.

Girl dad! Sakusa who is the first to notice that post-partum hit you. The way your smile doesn’t quite reach, the way your hands linger over chores but don’t quite start them, the way you keep saying you’re fine even when your voice betrays how deeply tired you are. He doesn’t corner you about it — he just starts making it easier to breathe. He finishes bottles without being asked. He folds laundry without announcing it. He draws a bath and offers you the quiet without implying you owe him anything in return. And when you finally sit down beside him on the bed and admit, barely above a whisper, “I think something’s wrong,” he takes your hand and says, without even flinching. “We’ll take care of it. You don’t have to do it alone.” That night, when the house is quiet, he tucks her in and then tucks you in too, placing your tea on the nightstand and brushing your hair back from your forehead before placing a kiss on your forehead like he’s reminding you that you’re still being held.

Girl dad! Sakusa who keeps her world structured, calm, and clean — not out of fear, but out of habit, and a deep belief that consistency makes kids feel safe. He doesn’t scold when she forgets to wash her hands before dinner. He just walks her to the sink, adjusts the faucet for her, and says, “Let’s try again,” with the same steady tone he uses when coaching a teammate through a play. You can already see how much of him lives in her — not just in her temperament, but in her tiny routines. The way she lines up her shoes by the door. The way she wipes the table with a napkin after dinner. He never told her to do any of that — she just watched him and followed his steps.

Girl dad! Sakusa who always stops what he’s doing when she calls for him. He never rolls his eyes or tells her to wait. Whether she’s holding a drawing she drew or asking him to see the rain outside on the balcony, he gives her his full attention. She brings him stories, toys, questions he doesn’t have answers to yet, and he listens to every single one. Sometimes, she climbs into his lap mid-stretch, legs crossed beneath her, curls sticking to her forehead, and just rests there like she knows there’s nowhere safer. You glance over from the kitchen and watch as he adjusts his posture just slightly to keep her steady, continuing his cooldown stretches like her presence is just part of the routine now.

Girl dad! Sakusa who teaches himself to braid because one morning she tugs at his sleeve and says, "Papa me want hair like Mama” and he doesn’t want to be the kind of father who says i don't know how to something like that. That night, while the house is quiet, you find him on the couch with one of her dolls in his lap, video tutorial paused on his phone, fingers fumbling but determined. He practices until the parts are clean, until the elastics hold. The first few mornings, the braid sits crooked on her head — slipping by lunchtime — but she runs to you saying, “Papa did it !” every single time. When he finally gets it right, she wraps her arms around him like he just won a trophy. And later, when you're brushing your own hair before bed, he watches you for a moment from the doorway, then comes up behind you, fingers gently sweeping your strands aside. “I didn’t realize how much of you she carries,” he says, quiet and sincere. “It makes me want to do everything right.”

Girl dad! Sakusa who brushes through her damp curls with more care than you thought possible. The spirals are his — the same exact texture that still coils around his forehead after a shower — but the color is yours, unmistakable in the morning light. When she’s sitting between his legs and he’s sectioning off her hair into neat parts, you sometimes find him pausing just to look. Not because he’s unsure of the process — he’s got the rhythm down by now — but because every time he sees her, it’s a new reminder that she’s equal parts both of you.

Girl dad! Sakusa who brings her to matches and never says a word about it being a distraction, though you know how seriously he takes preparation. She always sits with you, gripping a wrinkled “Go Papa !” sign in her fists, her legs swinging off the bleachers while she yells his name through a mouthful of fruit snacks. He rarely looks into the crowd — he’s too focused for that — but today, when she screams his name mid-serve, you swear you see the smallest flicker of a smile on his face. After the game, he comes straight to you both, drops to one knee, and listens to her long-winded play-by-play with a patience that makes even the camera crew step back. You take her hand as he packs up his bag, and she says, “Papa did good today !” He doesn’t say anything, but you notice how he walks just a little taller after that.

Girl dad! Sakusa who changes his phone ringtone to a voice memo of her calling for him because he says it’s easier to hear. It plays once during a team meeting and Atsumu nearly falls out of his chair laughing, but Sakusa doesn’t even flinch. “She’s loud,” he says calmly, setting his phone face down on the table, “but she gets my attention.” When you hear it go off at home, it always makes you smile.

Girl dad! Sakusa who never talks about how much he loves being a father — not in words, at least. But you see it in how he shows up. In the way he learns her favorite breakfast, remembers the exact way she likes her blanket tucked in, memorizes the lyrics to a show he pretends to hate. You see it in how he looks at her when she doesn’t notice — like she’s the most surprising, most important thing that’s ever happened to him.

Girl dad! Sakusa who holds her hand tightly on her first day of school, walking her up to the gate with slow, even steps. She’s excited and confident. She lets go of his hand the second she sees her teacher and runs inside without looking back. You expect him to say something — maybe a joke, maybe a quiet sigh — but instead, he just stands there for a long moment. When you brush your fingers against his, he finally speaks. “She didn’t even turn around.” You lean your head on his shoulder and whisper, “She''s growing up.”

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[ctrlkenma]

TEXTS W SHOYO! ✯

★ f!reader, third year shoyo, dark-ish humor? suggestive, pre established relationship

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