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[cbangluvv]

rejected.

i’m gonna run out of gifs for this man oml

warnings: smut, little bit of angst🤪, rejected from tsukishima😐

being one of shiritorizawas managers for a whopping two years you have had your fair share of interactions with other schools. one in particular that stuck with you, was during a practice game, where you met (well more just saw) tsukishima kei. he was so gorgeous when you first saw him, by far the tallest of his team and he had the cutest glasses that he’d have to adjust while he had his headphones on.

the majority of the game you watched him play, forgetting to cheer for your own team and almost letting out a squeal of praise when he scored on tendou. you rarely saw him after that but he preoccupied your mind often. you befriended yachi and kiyoko at your first practice game with karasuno and since then you’d visit their school to “check in” on them, hoping to at least get a glipse of tsukishima.

it wasn’t completely unknown to you that you sounded crazy. i mean you’d never spoken to the man, he wouldn’t even acknowledge your existence while you were there, it’d just be him and his smaller friend in the corner chatting away. the only time you’d seen him have any actual emotion was when he was tormenting one of his teammates, kageyama. at first you were shocked to find out he was so aggressive, you’d kind of thought he was quiet and mostly into his music and studies. surprisingly his harsh tounge only made you like him more.

it was a pretty dull day so far and you were zoning out in the middle of some boring lecture your teacher had started. your mind drifted to the middle blocker and the way his eyebrows would knit together whenever he was a little out of breath or the noises he would make when the ball was a little too harsh against his hands, which got you thinking about which sounds he would make kissing you or with your mouth arou-

“y/n”

his deep voice completely pulled you out of your thoughts you looked up at the men towering above you, ushijima and semi, two third years a part of the team. “wow did you not even hear the bell?” semi asked, you shook your head slightly and collected your things, following the men out and to the club room. you waited inside the gym for them as they filed in one by one and getting straight to work. coach gave them a speech about the training camp you would all attend next week, and your heart fluttered at the thought of seeing tsukishima again.

———

time passed and it was finally the day you were going to training camp, the entire bus ride you were going back and fourth between “should i confess; should i not confess” the tiny voice in your head decided that maybe, just maybe there was a chance that he had feelings for you. after deliberating with yourself over and over you finally decided that you would do it. you couldn’t wait until the next practice game or training camp to wonder if he liked you and obsess over him.

you pulled up at the camp, two huge buildings, one with accommodation, dorms and cafeteria ect and the other one with around 4 huge gym halls ready to be played in. you hopped off the front of the bus and were greeted by the nekoma team, standing next to ushijima as you watched him give his hellos to their captain, kuroo, you believe his name is.

you let the boys catch up with the other teams that have arrived as you went to check in. “y/n” the same olive headed man you’ve grown quite aquatinted to over the past two years stared down at you, his usual blank face looking back at you. “is something wrong ushijima?” you knew he rarely started conversations, especially with you. he was actually quite an awkward man despite his overwhelmingly intense aura.

“your bag, i will take it upstairs” face still deadpan as ever but his hand reached out to take your suitcase out of your hands. almost enveloping your hand in the process he took your suitcase, turning around and leaving without another word, you mumbled a ‘thanks’ to him as he left. you’d always thought of ushijima nothing more than a powerhouse of volleyball perfection and precision but he had his moments that would change your perception of him slightly. in good ways.

you got to catching up with yachi and kiyoko as karasuno arrived, you locked eyes with kei as he left the bus, to be fair he probably felt your staring, either way your entire nervous system done a flip in reaction. “still caught up on him?” yachi asked jokingly which made you flush “no, i- i just...” she nodded as you trailed off, linking your arms together and dragging you and kiyoko both to the dining hall, “let’s just focus on dinner first” kiyoko smiled at you.

dinner talk was mostly fine apart from the constant interruptions from kiyokos fanboys asking her if the meal was alright if she needed anything ect ect... it wasn’t as if you were jealous, you knew how much she hated the attention. but you hated the way all of karasuno would glare at the boys talking to her, some people might not notice because of the scene tanaka and nishinoya created but you saw the look, even if it was brief, that tsukishima gave the men.

after washing up and saying good night to the girls you walked your way up to shiritorizawas rooms, you had your own of course, which you were thankful for. you were surprised to be met with tendou and ushijima outside your door. “satori, ushijima? what’s up” you asked unsure as to why they would just be waiting outside your door. “we’re having a game of uno in our room, if you wanna join” tendou asked you already dragging you towards the room. ushijima stood stoic as usual, just nodding at his friends words.

———

it was almost 2am and those of you that were still awake were finding it impossibly hard not to laugh and wake the others, apart from ushijima who had no issue in keeping a straight face. you were pretty surprised he had stayed awake this long, thinking he would be all for an early morning, granted you could see the evident tiredness in his eyes. he lifted his large fist up to rest over his mouth as he yawned his nose scrunching in the process. cute.

finally deciding you should go to sleep you stood up from goshiki and yunohama, ushijima saying he would walk you back to your room (which you didn’t really understand as it was literally next door) he walked you the 5 meters it took and as you went to open your door he stopped you, “y/n” the way he said your name was really powerful, almost made you feel as if you were in trouble.

“yes?” you asked, tired and slightly on edge. “why do you call me so formally?” he asked, if you weren’t so exhausted yourself you might have taken note of the octave in his voice dropping or the way his blinks were a little drawn out. “uhm...i’m not sure what you mean” which was true- he had never had a problem with the way you spoke to him before and he was the team captain, respect is a given.

“i want you to call me wakatoshi, like you call tendou and semi by their first names, we have known each other just as long” that was the last thing you expected to hear from him, why would he want you to call him by his first name? “oh, uhm yeah of course...i can do that if you want” you were a little shocked to be honest. “i do want that”

“well okay then”

“okay, goodnight y/n”

“goodnight, wakatoshi”

you thought you saw the small tell of a smile play on his lips but it was hard to tell really.

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this is a draft from so long ago, i just came across it and idk i like it lol. i’ve fell of haikyuu and anime in general but this makes me nostalgic kinda

[cbangluvv]

atsumu.

hey uhm🧍‍♀️ it’s me again 😀 sorry i haven’t written in SOOOOOO long but here is a smut for a character i have recently fallen head over heels with(tsukki bby don’t worry you’re still my number one)

warnings: smut, oral(m receiving), swearing, degradation, humiliation, dumbification (is that a word) some noncon and a LOT of angry atsumu

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you looked over at him from where you sat, his eyes burned right through your skull, you broke eye contact with him and zoned in to the (now awkward) conversation that was going on between his teammates. you had thought surprising your boyfriend would be a good idea, he had been so uptight recently and you hated seeing him like this.

so you went to his practice, which wasn’t unusual but this time you snuck right past him and the rest of the MSBY team, and went straight into the changing rooms, you navigated your way around and hid in one of the showers, each boy had their own although it wasn’t clearly marked, you guessed, based off of everyone’s hygiene products. when you finally found the shower with the body wash and deodorant you knew your boyfriend loved you snuck in chuckling to yourself.

in hindsight yes, it wasn’t a master plan nor was it fool proof...obviously. long story short you got an entire view of fully naked bokuto while also scaring him half to death. so here you were now, you sitting on the bench hands in your head, cheeks on fire with embarrassment and shame. and your boyfriends eyes boring into your head. when their conversation ended you looked up to bokuto, “hey i’m so sorry that happened i mean really i never-“ he stopped you “no no no, y/n i understand! uh don’t worry about it yeah?” as he walked away you noticed he was also feeling just as embarrassed.

atsumu gave a final nod to their coach before stomping towards you, apology’s and explications came tumbling out your mouth like word vomit, he stayed completely silent, only grabbing you by your arm and tugging you to the car. he opened your door for you, being anything but gentle as he threw you in and fastened your seat belt. as he got in the driver seat and his door closed he sat there. making no move to start the car.

“are you kidding me y/n?” he spat, the same apologys and explations fell out your mouth and he silenced you, leaning in. “are ya that much of a whore ya can’t do with just me, you want my teammates too?” he looked at you eyes filled with disgust, your heart sank right there in that moment. “nonono! ‘tsumu i- i promise” your words became muffled as tears welled in your eyes. things had went horribly wrong and you didn’t know how to fix them. “whatever you need i- i’ll do it, i just wanted to- to surprise you” you blubbered through your words crying into your hands.

wordlessly he started the car, driving you two home with only your sniffs and hiccups to accompany you. when you got to your apartment you stepped out of the car waiting for atsumu to follow him, you admit the ‘lost puppy’ thing was probably annoying him but you really didn’t know what else to do. as soon as the door shut behind you two he grabbed you, pulling you to the bedroom. “atsumu?” you questioned, he sat on the edge of the bed and dragged you onto the floor in front of him. “you really wanna say you’re sorry?” you nodded profusely “then show me” and with that he pulled his shorts down, allowing for you to access his cock.

you took him in your hands, licking the tip and pumping him until he was fully hard. had this been why he was so stressed out? you continued to lick and pump him as best as you could, you tried to look up at him, but your eyes were heavy from crying, “jesus, you’re so pathetic, you can’t even take my cock fully? you’re not even sorry are ya?” he said, his words hitting you like twelve ton bricks. you choked around his length and as you tried to come up for air his hand gripped the back of your head, holding you in place and pushing himself further down your throat. “you cant even suck my dick right can ya? guess i’ll have to help ya out yeah?” and with that his hips snapped, his tip ramming into the back of your throat.

he pulled you off of his cock by your hair, gripping it to keep you upright, coming down face to face with you “i would say sorry for bein’ so rough, but whores like that, don’t ya?” your throat was so sore the thought of forming a sentence made tears sting in your eyes once again, all you could do was nod for him. “get on the bed.” he spat at you, his previous condescending tone gone. as you scrambled up on to the bed, clothes off, ass already in the air, his favourite position. although you didn’t feel his hands on your ass or his tip at your entrance, you heard his laugh from behind you, turning around to see what was so funny.

“you’re such a slut for me ya know that? ass already up for your ‘tsumu” he laughed to himself, putting a hand out to keep you in place, using the other one to pull a finger through your folds. “n so wet too, you were crying on my cock i thought it hurt?” he was clearly very amused, watching as you writhed under his touch, his thumb resting right on the place you needed him. “hmmm you must really like it when i hurt you then hm? why else would your cunt be so sloppy for me” his words mixed with the pressure from his thumb on your clit made you shake, in turn making him laugh.

it was the first time you’d heard atsumu laugh in a while, if only it wasn’t at your own torture. “may ‘swell stay like this if you want it s’ bad” he got on the bed behind you, you noticed his top was now off, you craned your neck to stare at the way his muscles rippled under his skin. you watched him raise his hand and felt it land on the plush of your ass, you yelped in pain, your head falling onto the bed. he repeated this a few times, everytime you pulled away he would ram you up against his cock, grinding himself into your folds. “atsumu please!” you near enough yelled into the sheets. the next smack was harder than the others combined, it made your entire body ache.

“what did ya call me, slut” his words dripped in anger “sir” you managed to squeak out. he rubbed his hand along your ass, which was now bright red and so incredibly sore. “think you deserve my cock?” you cried into the sheets “please sir” was all you could manage. you felt his tip line up to your entrance, suddenly your eyes went wide with fear “tsu-sir! too big, need you to- to prepare me” you stumbled through your words, his tip already in and stretching you. “oh my! how could i forget! you need to prepare!” sarcasm was evident in his voice, he leaned down towards your ear, “i don’t care” was all he said before he sat back up, ramming his cock into you.

your walls tightened and spasmed around him, it felt like he was ripping you in half. he didn’t let up, coming all the way out just to slam himself back in “fuck, so tight for your ‘tsumu yeah?” you cried and yelled out for him to stop and that it hurt, the safe word was never used so he continued, his tip brushing your cervix with each thrust. suddenly the imense pain turned to pleasure and you were about to cum “gonna! need t’ cum!” his hips continued to slam into yours, “cum then.” was all he said, his hand looping round to abuse your clit.

you saw white, he continued to fuck you through your orgasm, walls spasming around him, he was saying something but you couldn’t quite make it out. you felt like there was cotton in your ears. when you came to he was still pounding into you, this time you were on your back, you don’t know when you turned or if he turned you but your legs were pushed against your chest and he was in deep. “i bet bokuto couldnt fuck you like this could he?” he growled “you’re such a slut, wanting to see your boyfriends teammates naked hm? you little pervert” he spat

you could barely form a coherent sentence all you could do is moan for him, he was hitting the spongy spot inside of you that made your eyes roll into the back of your head. “say thank you, slut” he said his hips not giving up. “t-thank you atsumu” slap “thank you sir, god thank you so much- fuck” his hand rested on your face after having slapped you, he squished your cheeks together and laughed. i mean he actually laughed. “such a dumb slut aren’t ya?” you nodded again, feeling your second orgasm approach, “sir ‘m gonna cum” you whined. he spurred you on, hips slapping against yours. you could tell he was close also, his cruel words replaced by grunts and moans.

as he came, he grunted out some praise and a lot of “you’re mine” “all ‘tsumus” finally after both trying to catch your breath he flopped down on the bed next to you, moving up to sit against the head board. “princess?” he asked, your head was still fuzzy and you couldn’t really register his words. he sighed, standing up and moving across the room, picking up his jersey and putting it on you. “princess sit up” your tired eyes were met with his brown ones. “ride me”

he had to be kidding, you could barely sit up on your own let alone get on top and ride him. you just stared at him. “you said anything” he stated. he went back to his spot on the bed and helped you sit on top of him, he had softened quite a bit and got you to take him in your hands. he kissed your tear stained cheeks, your puffy lips and tucked the tuggy hair behind your ear. finally, you thought, atsumu was being gentle. until sat your head in his shoulder and whispered in your ear “and who’s my little whore?” he asked so sweetly, his words and tone giving you whiplash.

you could only moan in response, to which he laughed at, he picked up your hips to slide into you, your cunt was aching at this point, the way he was sitting allowing him to reach whole new parts of you. “m ‘tsum i cant” you whined against his shoulder, your body felt so heavy and all you wanted to do was sleep. “you gotta show them how good you are for me though” what. suddenly your entire body was on fire, you lifted your head and turned around to see atsumus phone out, him with a shit eating grin and looking between you and the phone to gage your reaction. you looked at him, wide eyed, mouth open and rocked your hips for him.

“there’s my good girl” he smiled, letting you drop your head back into his shoulder as you did your best to move yourself on him. after a while he began to fuck up into you, sending shockwaves through your body, your sure your mind was blank, there was nothing but the feeling of atsumu stretching you out, “gonna cum again” you whined, the feeling of his pelvis grinding against your clit send you over the edge, and you came slouched against him. after that he let you lie down on the bed, you drifted off to sleep knowing your ‘tsumu would take care of you.

when you finally woke up, atsumu thanked you for how good you were, and showed you videos of yourself you didn’t even remember being taken, in one of them you’re lying there, stuffed with his cock as you say thank you, over and over again. your eyes go wide in horror, embarrassment and shame when you see where they’re stored. the MSBY group chat.

[cbangluvv]

i love you.

feeling very emotional rn as i’m fucking up things with someone really great but !! anyways

warning: angst! reader is bad at emotions :) mentions of depression

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hinata was always very happy, when he wasn’t he was determined or focused, your boyfriend was many things. sad was never usually one of them, when he was sad it would take a few uplifting words and he would be good to go. you knew he would never feel the same darkness that lurked around your life, which made you happy, because he could be happy.

it was hard for you to express your feelings through words, and even harder for hinata to relate and understand. “let’s go for a walk!” he would exclaim and you’d have to nod dragging yourself outside while wanting nothing more to just sink into the pit you had beneath the surface. you could see the slight twinge of confusion and disgust in his face when he found out you hadn’t showered in days, or brushed your hair, or eaten anything substantial.

you were starting to feel better recently, because hinata was good for you, and he had good people around him. but eventually the darkness caught up like always. swallowing you whole and isolating you from everything and everyone you loved. “hey babe!” you heard his cheery voice from the hall and you brought yourself back for a moment, wearing the most convincing smile you could manage.

“how was training?” you asked, trying to sound as happy as possible, get him talking, you thought. “good! i’m so excited to be going to brazil! even though i’ll miss you so so much, atsumu told me about an app where we can facetime and watch movies at the same time how cool is that!?” you nodded along with him, jeez how could you not even be excited about this? he was living his dreams. being a bummer on his life was something you never wanted to be. you hoped he wouldn’t notice your lack of enthusiasm. sadly, no luck.

“babe? what’s wrong?” his eyes would always get a little wider when he was talking to you softly, his voice would melt into the most gentle blanket for you to bask in. suddenly tears were welling in your eyes, how could you be worthy of someone like hinata? someone with so much talent, so much joy, so much- “babe?” his eyebrows furrowed made your heart break.

“yeah sorry, uhm i’m good! i’m just a little sad you’ll be leaving soon aha” it wasn’t a lie as such, the thought of your one source of happiness leaving for months on end wasn’t exactly a pleasant thought. “i know babe but think about the tan i’ll get right? and i can take you to the beach once i get back and teach you how to play!” your heart softened, he was so perfect. “i love you” you choked out, now fully at the brink of tears.

“nonono! why are you crying? i love you too! so much!” he took you into a hug, letting you cry against his shoulder. after a while the two of you sat in each other’s arms, appreciating your time together. whenever you were in hinatas arms, all the overthinking and worrying would stop, even if momentarily. because he had you.

“yknow you could get a tan too?” you sniffed looking up at him, confused. “i mean, come with me, we can get a little apartment for a bit. the time away would be good yeah?” his face was so soft, a smile and his hazel eyes looking right at you.

“yes, i love you”

[cbangluvv]

negative days, negative nights, baby your wasting all your time.

[cbangluvv]

[cbangluvv]

insecure. 

warnings: angst 😳 being insecure about brains lol

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it was around hour two of tsukishima and yours study session, him hard at work and you having zoned out a while ago, lost in thought. “kei?” you turned to ask him, “do you ever get insecure” he looked at you slightly confused and with a twinge of disgust, sighing. “why? what are you thinking about in that little pea brain that is more important than the work we’re supposed to be doing?” you could tell from his tone he didn’t like your question, exhasperation evident in his voice.

“it was just a question jeez” even though your relationship with tsukishima kei was only around a month old, you had gotten used to his sharp tounge, however you often had to remind yourself he didn’t mean a lot of the things he said. even if they hurt. he sighed again “well now it’s just gonna bug me so- go on what were you thinking about?” his patience was growing thinner by the second, you got up from laying on his bed, sitting on your knees and facing him now as he sat at his desk. “i was just thinking about how closed off you are, you know you can talk to me if you ever need to right?” your tone was soft, hoping that tsuki would unveil his thoughts and feelings to you little by little.

“hmph maybe you should just focus on your work huh?, here i thought this was gonna be an easy study session i mean, it’s not like you ask any challenging questions. for gods sake it’s as if you don’t even listen? why are you so intent on burrowing yourself into my private life, god it’s infuriating it’s- it’s annoying!” ouch, i guess you struck a nerve there.

he had stood up at this point, towering above you spitting his words at you. tsukishima kei was mean. your boyfriend shouldn’t be. “look i’m sorry i asked okay?” it was embarrassing how much your voice quivered, on the verge of tears already. you packed away your things as tsukishima sat down in his chair back facing you, getting back to his work as if he hadn’t just bit your head off for caring about him.

“look i don’t wanna leave this on a bad note so, i’m sorry i was being nosy” .... you sat at his door, tears welled in your eyes waiting for the final moment you would allow them to fall. still, his back was turned, barely even acknowledging your apology. “okay, goodbye” was all he said. you stood shocked for a moment, closing the door behind you and with that you let them fall, soaking your cheeks with your salty tears.

what you didn’t know, and probably never would, was the stinging behind tsukkis eyes, the way he’d text yamaguchi asking why he was such a screw up. why he couldn’t just play nice.

[cbangluvv]

gentle.

warnings: unprotected :/, soft sex (is this even a warning lmaooo) praise, a littleeeee talk about rough sex & established relationship its fluff mostly heh



you heard the familiar beep that signaled your boyfriend was home, poking your head around the corner of the kitchen to greet him. “hey~” you said, sing songy enough for him to quirk an eyebrow and smile slightly at you, putting down his bags he walked over to the kitchen leaning against the door as he watched you cook. “whats got you so happy?” a asked, a smile hinting at his lips. “ohhhh nothing, i’m just glad to see you” you said, wiping your hands off on a towel before wrapping them around his neck to pull him down for a kiss.

he made the move to attempt to take it further but you cut him off “eh- i’ve still got to cook you know” you scolded him light heartedly, he laughed slightly and walked his way round the island “need any help?” you knew he only had good intentions but you couldn’t help the laugh that fell past your lips “you? cook? i don’t know....i like this apartment i don’t really want to see it burnt to the ground” you beemed up at him, “ha ha” he replied dryly, taking a seat across from you working on dinner.

you turned off your show for the rest of meal prep and just listened to tsukishima talk about his day, a group of kids who visited the museum with their school and loved hearing about the dinosaurs, you also credited that to the reason he was a little lighter on his feet today. because he loved talking about them. once dinner was ready the two of you sat and ate at the couch, something you both always said you shouldn’t do, but you both enjoyed watching tv while eating. few words were exchanged while you both ate, both peaceful in each other’s company. once you were finished he left to clean the dishes, something you valued so much about tsukishima was his acts of love, he rarely expressed it through his words, but even the simple task of dishes was exhausting to most especially after a long day at work. nevertheless he done it without complaint everyday without even having to ask, because he loved you.

it probably wasn’t as deep as you were making it out to be, but watching your boyfriend tower over the sink, hand washing dishes, his sleeves rolled up and the front of his shirt a little damp. you almost melted. domestic moments like this always made your heart swell and the future between you and tsukishima burn bright in your mind. “i love you so much” you stated, you really didn’t mean for it to sound so assertive, he looked at you through wide eyes for a moment before setteling, “what’s all this about-“ he walked up to you, taking your face in his hands “why are you getting all mushy? huh?” his face was flat, but you could notice the shine behind his eyes that said i’m about to annoy the shit out of you, “ugh forget it” you sighed, moving your arm up to take his hands off your face. he didn’t budge.

now smooshing your face together and puckering your lips he leaned down and placed a small peck, “i love you too” his hands let go of their hold on your face, now just sitting behind your neck. hand still grasping his arm you pulled him down to kiss you further, deepening the kiss, you groaned as your back hit the frame of the door. “bedroom.” kei’s voice was now a little deeper and his eyes much darker, you stampeded along to your shared bedroom and before the door could close fully he had your shirt over your head and was working your trousers off. “hey, hey hey-“ you said guiding his eyes to meet yours “do you think we can go slow? be gentle? just tonight” you asked up through your lashes, at that point there wasn’t anything you could ask him and he wouldn’t say yes. so he nodded along, before trailing his lips down the nape of your neck, slowly.

you never really got the chance to just make out with kei anymore, it was always one extreme or the other. a peck or just full blown railing. you savoured the way his hands trailed up your sides, in contrast to the hard hold he would usually have on you. “i love you” your voice came out as almost a whisper, your breathing being made raspy by his kisses. he stopped his actions to look at you and cup your face once again. “jesus- me too, i love you” he smiled, kissing your forehead. kei was never this affectionate, so caring and loving. it was euphoric. “fuck baby- i- i wanna work you up more but” he gestured down to his pants, his cock strained against their confines. “it’s fine, i’m ready for you” you smiled, kissing him again before reaching down and removing his trousers as he removed his shirt.

“lie down baby” baby that was something you didn’t hear often out of tsukishimas mouth. his favourite things to call you usually involved the words dirty or slut which usually, you would be all for. but tonight was just about showing how much you loved each other. you lay down on your back, tsuki looping his slender fingers in your belt loops and pulling them off of you. despite his haste to begin earlier, he took his time in removing your underwear, licking a strip through your folds before blowing hot air onto it. “tsukki i cant take it, please” you whined writhing against the sheets. “god, you look-“ he paused, unsure of what to say. no. unsure if he should say what he wants to say “-you look gorgeous” you were unsure more heat ran to your cheeks or your abdomen but you were sure you were bright red.

“please tsukki, i need you” he complied quickly, pumping himself a few times before lining himself up with your heat, nodding at you and waiting for your signal before continuing. as he pushed into you, you felt the stretch that reminded you about your lack of preparation. “shit are you okay” kei asked, stalling inside of you even though obviously difficult for him, this was not the usual pace you two went at. “yeah no, i’m fine, you feel amazing please keep going” he groaned at your words, pushing the rest of himself in, his pubic bone right up against your clit, making you all the more riled up. “can i- fuck! baby, please can i move?” he asked, one of his hands intertwined with yours and the other grasping at the bed sheets. you had never heard kei sound so vulnerable before; especially not during sex. starting to adjust a little easier to him now you nodded “yes, kei please, i need it please”

he only pulled out half way before rutting back into you, both of you letting out a moan at the feeling. his thrusts were uneasy at first, before finding a pace that suited you both, you were making sounds kei had never heard from you before, he loved it so much. “does it feel good, gorgeous?” gorgeous? gorgeous! oh my god you were literally basking in his words, them bringing you closer and closer to the edge. “yes kei! please your so good to me, i’m so close” kei would never admit it but he loved praise, hearing you tell him how good of a job he was doing, being able to actually see how he was making you feel sent him mad. “fuck, i’m gonna cum soon” he grunted, the arm that was supporting him fell, leaving him pressed right against your chest, you literally could not be closer together if you tried.

as both of you were nearing your edge he burrowed his head in your neck, not even bothering to hold himself up, putting all his energy into his thrusts. as you both came you wrapped your legs around him, keeping him inside you as he painted your insides white. the two of you stayed like that for a while, catching your breathes. you found it hard because of the 6’3 former volleyball player laying on top of you but as he went to roll off you all you could think is that you didn’t want to be away from him. moving with him and being careful so he didn’t slip out. when he looked at you with a quirked eyebrow you smiled sheepishly “can we just stay like this for a little bit?” a smile tugged at his lips “of course we can gorgeous” he said, pecking your forehead and tangling your legs together.

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this isn’t proof read whoops i’m just a whore for domestic tsukki

[cbangluvv]

i know blackpinks's a product and by consuming it im endorsing capitalism.

on the other hand, jisoo

[cbangluvv]

ushijima w.

disclaimer: 18+, oral (giving), size kink,

pairing: ushijima x (y/n)

you rarely gave ushijima head. it was a pretty exhausting task and he never really liked to see you stuggle during sex. you’d shyly expressed to him before that you liked that it was difficult, that he was just too big for you that tears would stream down your face and your vision would go blurry. for him however, he never really found it as enjoyable as actual sex or other things you could both do and enjoy it even more.

as you were sitting on the bench, pretty much to yourself, you watched your boyfriends powerful serves and the way he would slam the ball to the other side of the court with ease. you wondered how terrifying it must be to be on the receiving end of such power and precision. even though ushijimas specialty was spiking and serving you loved watching him receive, the way his thigh muscles would tense as his legs bent and his face of concentration which was only a little different from his usual deadpan one.

fuck, you thought to yourself. anytime you watched ushijima play, whether it was just practice or an actual game you were amazed over and over again at the skill and talent he possesses. not only was he outstanding on the court but so incredibly giving within your relationship, always fulfilling your every want and need, no matter how tired or busy he was.

you were too in your own thoughts to notice practice had finished as he walked up to you, you greeted him with a smile, water and a towel which he accepted happily. “i really enjoyed watching you, tosh” you said beaming up at him, he gave you his version of a smile and nodded. “thank you, but it was only practice” his breathing was a little uneven and you could tell he was absolutely spent. just as you were about to introduce the idea that maybe you two should just go home and relax, coach shouted his name and he excused himself for a moment.

you watched again as he listened to whatever it was washijo was telling him. you knew from experience it was most likely critiques on the teams playing that ushijima would then have to relay in the changing rooms. you wanted to give ushijima everything and more in that moment, all your boyfriend ever done was give to the people around him and he deserved a little of that back.

that’s when you got the idea, one that made a shiver run down your spine and your throat tighten automatically. you offered to clean up after the boys, anything that would help ushijima get ready to leave faster. when he exited the changing room last woth tendou by his side you almost squealed from excitement as you ran over and grabbed his hand. obviously shocked by this, ushijima quirked an eyebrow at you not saying anything as tendou started his own conversation.

the drive back home consisted of you in the drivers seat and ushijima babbling on about his practice and what they had to improve on, usually you would appreciate the things he chose to talk to you about and even add in with your own thoughts but today all you could hear was the bass of his voice. the way his knees were brought up slightly because he was just a little to big for your car. you could tell he noticed you were eager but didn’t know what for. as the door beeped closed behind him you pulled him down for a kiss, one that showed every intention you had up until this point.

breaking from him, his hands had found themselves on the small of your back moving his way between there and your hips. “toshi, i need you” you said almost having to catch your breath, he nodded but you saw the resolve behind his eyes. he was so tired yet barely hesitated to comply to your needs, when you got to the bed room he tried to lay you on your back “no, no, no toshi i mean-“ you could see the worried look in his face as you stopped him “-i mean i need you” still not getting the hint whatsoever you sat him down at the end of the bed, legs apart as you knelt in between them.

“oh” was all he said, softly at that “are you sure?” he was always so cautious, making sure you were happy and relaxed. you nodded up at him and he leant down taking your lips in his, with your hands on his thighs slowly you started to run your hands up and down teasingly close to his crotch. he pulled away from you and reached for the bottom of your top, looking into your eyes for any sign of telling him to stop, as there was none he pulled your top over your head, in awe as usual at your bare body.

you had started palming him through his sport shorts, feeling him becoming harder by the minute. he angled himself to where he could take off his shorts and his boxers allowing you to see him in his glory. you knew he was big from the countless times you had been left unable to stand nevermind walk. but it was always different being eyelevel with something that size. you spat in your hand, helping to lubricate the first three inches or so before you kissed the tip, putting it in your mouth and sucking gently then taking your tounge right from the base to the tip swirling around it and taking him in your mouth fully, repeating this action a few times.

you could really only take five inches or so of him before he hit the back of your throat, using your hands for what you couldn’t manage. looking up at him through your lashes he brushed a little bit of hair out your face, “you’re doing great y/n” he praised letting his legs open wider to accommodate your position. he removed his hand from your shoulder to remove his tshirt, he cupped your cheek as nothing but admiration filled his eyes. which is nice and all but if you truly wanted to give back to your boyfriend then you wanted him to feel nothing but pleasure.

with this in mind you balled up your fist and choked down another two inches, gagging around him, he let out a low noise as he held your hair a little tighter keeping you where you were as tears start to well in your eyes. as soon as he saw this he released his hold on you “are you okay? don’t try and take all of it baby” he looked down at you worry evident in his face. “i want to tosh, you’re just so big for me” your hands were still trying to work themselves up and down his member, “i know baby but if it hurts-“ “i like it toshi, please” you pleaded with him “please come in my mouth”

he was taken aback by how upfront you were but let you continue, he couldn’t lie that for some reason he liked it when you said dirty things. you got back into the groove of things licking, sucking and then finally you tried as hard as possible to fit as much as you could of him down your throat. okay first five, done the next two made you gag around him, his fists balling up in the sheets feeling your throat contract around him. the last two were going to be the hardest, your fingers dug into ushijimas thighs as you sunk yourself further down his cock, spluttering and constricting around him.

even then your nose barely brushed his pelvic bone, still unable to get the last inch in. “it’s so fucking tight” wakatoshi sighed exasperated, he barely ever swore, you could tell he was barely keeping it together. “can- can i move?” he asked softly and you nodded as best as you could. he moved slowly at first, taking himself a good bit of the way out letting you breathe, before pushing himself back in. he repeated a few more times before picking up the pace and fucking himself down your throat.

his hand reached down to sit on your throat, he could literally feel his cock, when it was almost all the way in, he squeezed at your throat making you see stars, his breathing had became laboured and his grip on your hair was tight, he let out small groans and grunts that let you know he was close. you looked up at him and the sight before you was heavenly, his head was thrown back and his abdominal muscles rippled beneath his skin, all around the base was soaked in a mixture of drool and tears. as you felt the saltiness of precum on your tounge and the tighten of ushijimas fist in your hair you pushed youself down swallowing around him. “oh my- holy fuck” he groaned as he came down your throat, his orgasm coursing through him, he jutted his hips forward pushing you further and further down his length.

he had his hand on the base of his cock pumping any left over cum onto your tounge and watching as you sat happily licking up anything that missed you. you tapped his thigh bringing his attention to you, you presented him your tounge, painted white with his seed before you swallowed with a smile. his olive eyes which were so fucked out from his orgasm, his flushed cheeks and his lips that were red and puffy from having him bite on them. it was a godly sight.

“you were so good for my baby” he panted, wiping tears from your eyes. he lay back on the bed, his heart still hammering in his chest. “i love you toshi” you said getting up to grab something to clean you both up with. “i love you y/n” he said, already drifting to sleep. the arousal that was dripping down your thighs would have to wait, tonight it was all about him.

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uh hey😶

idk why this is so long

hope you enjoyed

[cbangluvv]

HEY GUYS

i kinda fell off writing about a year ago but i’m hoping to get started again.

i’ll mostly write for haikyuu but i am open to suggestions!!

i WILL write:

headcannons

smut (time skip or aged up characters)

fics

one shots

x reader (male or female)

i will NOT write:

graphic smut under 18s

x oc

requests are open!!