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Are you still active

YES!! I will start posting again in a few days😛 sorry for the long break but I just got played by fine shyt😔💔

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if your requests are open i’m begging for a kyotani, ushijima, and/or bokuto oneshot🙏🏼. each one of them are so different but im loving them at the moment

HIII I JUST POSTED SOMETHING FOR BOKUTO, YOU CAN FIND IT HERE

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cw: size kink, pussy drunk! bokuto, unprotected sex, overstimulation, manhandling, reblogs and comments are very appreciated!!<3

“Fuck—‘m sorry, baby, I can’t—I can’t stop—”

Bokuto’s voice was wrecked, his breath hot against your skin as he slammed into you, holding you down like you’d disappear if he let go.

His massive frame caged you in, thick arms wrapped around your waist, keeping you still as he fucked into you with desperate, hungry thrusts.

You were already so fucked out, legs shaking, body limp beneath him, but Bokuto—Bokuto wasn’t done.

“T-too much—‘Koutarou—!”

“Nah,” he groaned, pressing his forehead to yours, eyes wild, blown-out and glassy. “Feels too good, baby. So tight—fuck, I swear you’re getting tighter—”

A deep, broken moan ripped from his throat, his hips shuddering as his fat cock dragged against your sensitive walls, hitting spots so deep they made your toes curl.

“S’too big, ‘Ko—!” You sobbed, your hands gripping his biceps, fingers barely able to wrap around the thick muscle.

“You can take it,” he panted, voice dripping with something dangerously sweet. “Know you can. My good girl—always takes me so well.”

He pulled out almost all the way before snapping his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal stroke, making your back arch off the bed.

“Ohhh, fuck, yeah,” Bokuto whined, his voice breaking as he ground himself deep, rolling his hips like he was trying to mold you to his shape. “Fuck, baby, you’re squeezing me so good—gonna make me cum so fast—!”

His cock throbbed inside you, his thick veins pressing against your walls, sending sparks of pleasure up your spine. You felt so full, stretched to your limit, your stomach bulging just slightly from the sheer size of him.

Bokuto groaned at the sight, pressing his palm to the little bump, feeling himself inside you.

“Shit, look at that,” he murmured, his voice dropping into something almost dangerous. “Splitting you right open, huh? Fuck, baby, you were made for this dick—made for me—”

Your walls fluttered around him, and Bokuto gasped, his grip on your hips bruising.

“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck—don’t do that, baby, fuck, ‘m gonna cum—”

His pace stuttered, thrusts turning erratic, desperate, his breath ragged as he buried himself as deep as he could go.

“Gonna fill you up, baby,” he moaned, his voice breaking. “Gonna make you so full—fuck, take it—take all of it—”

With a final, wrecked groan, Bokuto spilled inside you, his whole body trembling as his cock twitched, filling you with thick ropes of cum. He shuddered, pressing his face into your neck, still rolling his hips in slow, deep thrusts, pushing it all deeper.

“Shit,” he panted, arms tightening around you. “Still so hard—can’t get enough—”

And with the way he was already rutting back into you, his cock twitching, aching for more—you knew he meant it.

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: BOOMSHAKALAKA THANK YOU ALL FOR THE GREAT SUPPORT

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what ages can interact w u?

Hii!! I wouldn’t recommend my works for anyone under the age of 18! I don’t block anyone but pleaseeee be careful with what you consume since it’s important to engage with age appropriate content. I write very explicit stuff so please be aware !!

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hellooooo i am a new follower!!do you do fluff

HELLO!! Tysm for following me, I will start writing fluff soon!!

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Ur writing is insanely look, like tension, dialogue, teasing dynamics, the desperation like 😍😍😍😍

I LOVE YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

also sorry if it takes a while for me to reply to any requests😔 I‘m working on each of them but I have like 50+ requests 😭😭

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cw: cock worship, slight dumbification, overstimulation, down bad atsumu<33

Atsumu loved seeing you like this.

On your knees, looking up at him with wide, glassy eyes, lips swollen from where you’d been mouthing at the head of his cock for the last few minutes—so desperate, so eager, so fucking perfect.

“Goddamn,” he muttered, his fingers threading into your hair, tilting your head back so he could see you properly. “Look atcha, baby. S’like you were made for this, huh?”

You let out a soft whimper, your tongue peeking out to lap at the sensitive tip, making his breath hitch.

“C’mon, sweetheart,” he cooed, his grip tightening just a little. “I know ya can take more than that—ya love suckin’ my cock, don’tcha?”

You nodded, moaning softly as you finally took him deeper, your lips stretching around his girth. His head fell back, a ragged groan leaving his throat as you hollowed your cheeks, sucking him down like you were starving for it.

“Fuck—just like that, baby, yeah—shit, ya love worshippin’ me, don’t ya?”

You hummed around him, your eyes fluttering as he rocked his hips just slightly, watching the way your pretty lips slid up and down his shaft.

“Knew ya were a dumb lil’ thing,” he murmured, voice thick with want. “Always get so cock-drunk f’me—so fuckin’ desperate—”

His words made you whimper, and fuck, that sound did something dangerous to him. Because as cocky as Atsumu was, as much as he loved the way you worshipped him, there was a part of him that was utterly obsessed with you.

With the way you needed him.

With the way you melted for him.

With the way you let him ruin you, again and again, like you were made to be his.

“Shit, baby, ya keep doin’ that, ‘m gonna fuckin’ come down that pretty lil’ throat—”

You moaned, taking him deeper, swallowing around him, and Atsumu lost it, his hand tightening in your hair as he jerked, spilling hot and thick down your throat.

“Fuuuuck,” he groaned, his head spinning, his thighs trembling.

You pulled off him with a messy little gasp, your tongue peeking out to lick the corner of your lips, looking so pretty, so fucking wrecked—and Atsumu’s cock twitched again.

“Shit, baby,” he breathed, his thumb swiping across your swollen bottom lip. “Ya want more, don’tcha?”

You nodded, whining, pressing your thighs together.

Atsumu let out a low chuckle, his hands grabbing your waist, manhandling you onto the bed before flipping you onto your stomach.

“S’good,” he murmured, lining himself up with your soaked cunt. “‘Cause I ain’t done with ya yet, sweetheart. Not even fuckin’ close.”

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: hi everyone <333 Tysm for all the amazing support!! I will keep working on my requests!!

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Your works are insanely good 😭😭 kageyama / kita nsfw I BEG

thank you so much😭😭🩷 just posted a kageyama one, you can find it HERE!! will definitely post something about Kita soon!!

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if ur reqs are still open smth kageyama related would b incredible!! love ur writing btw so good

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! JUST POSTED, YOU CAN FIND IT HERE 😛😛💞💞💞

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reblogs, likes and comments are really appreciated!!

“Use your hand.”

Kageyama’s voice was low, strained, his dark eyes fixed on you as he sat back against the headboard, his legs spread, cock heavy and flushed in your grip.

You swallowed, fingers wrapping a little tighter around his length as you stroked up, then down, watching the way his breath hitched.

“Not like that,” he muttered, his hand twitching against the sheets. “Tighter—yeah, just like that.”

You followed his instructions, your palm gliding over him with more pressure, your thumb teasing over the leaking tip.

Kageyama groaned, head tilting back slightly before he forced himself to watch. “Fuck—go slower. Wanna feel all of it.”

You bit your lip, dragging your hand down his shaft with agonizing slowness, then back up, your thumb circling over his slit just to tease him.

His breath stuttered, his thighs tensing. “Don’t get cocky,” he muttered, his voice rough, but there was a flicker of desperation beneath it. “You don’t get to tease me—move your hand faster.”

You obeyed, your strokes turning slick and rhythmic, the wet sound of it filling the room.

“Fuck,” Kageyama groaned, his fingers digging into the sheets. “You’re so good at this—feels so fucking good.”

His hips twitched up into your hand, chasing the friction, and you smirked. “You’re so desperate, Tobio.”

His jaw clenched, his breath ragged. “Shut up,” he muttered, but his cock throbbed in your grip, betraying just how much he loved this.

“You close?” you asked, tightening your fingers slightly, watching the way his abs tensed.

“Yeah,” he rasped, his hands flying up to grip your wrist. “Fuck—don’t stop, don’t fucking stop—”

You didn’t. You kept stroking, faster, tighter, watching him fall apart under your touch, his groans turning desperate as he came, thick ropes of cum spilling over your hand, his body shuddering as he gasped your name.

For a moment, all he could do was pant, his dark eyes locked onto you as you lifted your hand to your lips—your tongue flicking out to taste him.

His breath caught.

“Fuck,” he muttered, his voice thick. “Do that again.”

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: why is no one requesting something for my glorious king iwaizumi😔

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nsfw of suna plsss!!

just posted!! you can find it HERE

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cw: cowgirl, size kink, overstimulation, slight overstimulation

“There you go, pretty girl.”

Suna’s voice was slow, drawling, thick with amusement as he watched you struggle to sink down on his cock, your thighs trembling, fingers digging into his toned chest.

He looked so fucking relaxed—sprawled out against the pillows, hands gripping your hips, half-lidded golden eyes drinking in the way you whined, how your body shuddered every time you took another inch.

“S’too big,” you panted, nails pressing into his skin.

“You can take it,” he murmured, his fingers tightening around your hips. “You always do.”

You whined, legs shaking as you finally, finally sat down fully, his cock stretching you open, pushing so fucking deep you felt like you were going to break.

Suna groaned, his head tipping back against the pillows, his jaw slack. “Shit, baby, look at you.”

You clenched around him, earning a sharp hiss from between his teeth.

“Don’t fuckin’ tease,” he muttered, his eyes flickering up to yours, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips. “Move.”

Your breath hitched, and you tried—you really did—but your legs were still shaking, body already too fucked-out from how deep he was inside you.

Suna clicked his tongue. “Tch. Cute.”

Then his hands moved—gripping your waist tight, rolling his hips up as he forced you to move.

A strangled moan ripped from your throat as he guided you, dragging you up his length before slamming you back down. The obscene slap of skin filled the room, your moans mixing with his deep groans as he bounced you on his cock, fucking you onto him like a damn toy.

“Fuck, feel so good,” Suna gritted out, watching the way your tits bounced, the way your eyes were going hazy, your mouth dropping open with every sharp thrust.

“Too much,” you slurred, nails scraping down his chest.

“Too bad,” he muttered, voice thick with pleasure. “You wanted to ride, yeah? So ride.”

He helped you—lifting you up, slamming you down, dragging out every broken moan, every desperate sob. Your thighs were burning, overstimulation creeping up your spine, but fuck, he felt so good, so deep, hitting that spot that made you see white.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—‘Rin—!”

His smirk deepened. “Gonna cum?” His fingers pressed into your clit, rubbing slow, lazy circles, a cruel contrast to the brutal pace of his hips. “Go on, then. Cum for me, baby.”

You sobbed, body locking up, pleasure crashing over you so hard it stole the breath from your lungs.

Suna groaned, gripping your hips tight, his thrusts turning sloppy as he fucked up into you, his jaw clenched, his eyes dark.

“Shit—fuck—” He shuddered, his head tilting back as he spilled inside you, his grip bruising, his cock twitching as he filled you.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was heavy breathing, your body still trembling from the aftershocks.

Then Suna’s hands smoothed up your thighs, slow and lazy, his golden eyes flickering up to yours, hooded and amused.

“Told you you could take it.”

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: I might double post today😛

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cw: praise kink, overstimulation, soft dom akaashi, basically just a smut drabble

Akaashi had always been meticulous in everything he did.

The way he spoke, the way he carried himself, the way his sharp eyes analyzed everything in a room—there was a precision to him that was undeniable. And that precision, that control, extended to the way he touched you.

Which was why you were currently spread out beneath him, trembling, overstimulated, and utterly wrecked.

“You’re so messy already,” he murmured, his voice smooth and even despite the wreckage he was making of you. His fingers trailed down your slick skin, dragging deliberately through the wetness between your thighs. “We’ve barely started.”

You whined, hips shifting, but his other hand pressed down on your stomach, keeping you in place.

“Be still,” he ordered, and you immediately obeyed.

Akaashi rewarded you with a small smirk, dipping his head to press a soft, deceptively sweet kiss against your collarbone. “Good girl.”

The praise sent a fresh wave of arousal coursing through you, but Akaashi was in no rush. He took his time, every movement controlled, every touch designed to make you fall apart just the way he wanted.

His fingers slid into you so easily, your body already pliant from how long he’d been teasing. He worked them in deep, curling just right, his thumb rubbing lazy, calculated circles over your clit.

“You like this, don’t you?” he mused, watching your face intently, cataloging every shiver, every twitch. “Letting me take my time with you? Knowing you don’t get to decide when you come?”

You nodded frantically, breathless. “Yes—yes, please—”

“Patience,” he murmured, pressing his lips to your ear. “We do things at my pace, remember?”

You whimpered, muscles tensing as he kept you teetering on the edge, never letting you tip over. He loved this part—seeing you get so desperate, so needy, unraveling piece by piece under his touch.

Only when you were practically begging did he finally line himself up, his cock pressing slowly, deliberately inside. He bottomed out with a low, satisfied sigh, pausing just to feel you clench around him.

“So tight,” he murmured, one hand gripping your hip, the other wrapping around your throat—not squeezing, just resting, just reminding you who was in control. “You take me so well, sweetheart.”

Then he moved.

Deep, controlled thrusts that made your breath hitch, his grip unyielding as he owned every inch of you. He never let you squirm away, never let you hide from the pleasure.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he ordered, and when you tried to look away, his grip on your throat tightened just enough to make your pulse race. “There’s my good girl.”

You could do nothing but take it, whimpering, gasping his name as he drove you closer and closer to oblivion.

And when he finally let you break—when pleasure slammed through you, leaving you shaking beneath him—Akaashi just smirked, dragging his fingers through the wet mess between your thighs.

“Messy,” he murmured, voice full of satisfaction. “But I suppose I’ll allow it.”

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE SUPPORT <33 I‘M CURRENTLY WORKING ON ALL MY REQUESTS AND I WILL NOW POST DAILY >.< (atleast I will try!!)

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cw: dry humping, grinding, cumming in pants, messy and whiny kuroo :p reblogs, comments and likes are really appreciated<33

It starts with a kiss.

Deep, slow, teasing.

Kuroo’s lips move against yours like he’s got all the time in the world, like he’s savoring every second of it—until you grind down against him.

And suddenly, he’s got no patience left.

“Fuck—baby,” he groans, hands gripping your waist like he’s trying not to lose control, fingers digging into your hips as you roll against him again. “What the hell are you doin’ to me?”

His voice is thick, breathy, already wrecked. It’s hot.

But it’s even hotter knowing that you’ve barely even touched him yet.

“Tetsu,” you murmur, feigning innocence as you grind down against him, feeling the hard press of his cock straining against his sweats. “What’s wrong? You’re shaking.”

And he is. His breath shudders, his fingers tightening on your hips as his head falls back against the pillows.

“Fucking hell,” he groans. “You know exactly what you’re doin’.”

Of course, you do.

Because Kuroo might talk a big game—cocky smirks, lazy teasing, acting like he’s always got the upper hand. But right now?

Right now, he’s a fucking mess.

“Look at you,” you hum, rolling your hips again, making sure to drag yourself slowly along the length of him. “All needy and desperate just from this?”

“Shut up—” His words cut off in a whine when you grind down harder, pressing your full weight against his cock.

Oh. Ohhh

That noise? That little, desperate sound?

You need to hear that again.

“Knew you’d be like this,” you purr, leaning down to nip at his jaw, then his ear. “All talk, but the second I get on top of you, you turn into a pathetic little mess.”

“Baby,” he groans, his hips jerking up against yours, chasing the friction like he can’t help himself. “Holy shit, don’t—don’t say stuff like that—”

But he loves it.

His cock twitches beneath you, and you can feel how badly he needs it, how close he is—his breath hitching, his hands trembling as they grip your hips, his thighs tensing beneath you.

“Gonna cum like this?” you tease, voice dripping with satisfaction. “Without me even touching you?”

“Shit—shit, I—fuck—”

Kuroo’s body tenses beneath you, and then—ohhh, fuck.

You feel it. The way his cock throbs against you, the hot, sticky mess he makes inside his sweats as he gasps through it, his head thrown back, his fingers tightening so hard on your hips you know there’ll be bruises tomorrow.

For a second, the only thing you can hear is his ragged breathing.

Then, finally, he opens his eyes, still hazy, still catching his breath.

And you grin.

“Now, do you think you can handle the real thing?” you hum, rocking your hips just a little, making him whimper at the oversensitivity.

His breath stutters, and you can see the way his body twitches with overstimulation—yet his cock still twitches beneath you, hard again already.

“You’re gonna fucking kill me.” he exhales, voice wrecked.

AUTHORS NOTE: sorry for the short break!! I will work on all my requests now!! thank you all for your great support 🙂‍↕️💞

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Any spicy Headcanons for Hanamaki or matsukawa? Love your writing btw😼

THANK YOU!!! not exactly a headcanon, but I posted something spicy about matsukawa just now!! you can find it HERE

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cw: corruption kink, slight degradation, rough sex, slight brat taming, brothers roommate!matsukawa, enjoy!!

“You shouldn’t be here,” Matsukawa murmurs, voice dripping with amusement.

Your back was already against the wall, his broad frame crowding you in, the dim light of the hallway barely illuminating his wicked smirk.

His hands are braced beside your head, caging you in like a prey.

“And you shouldn’t be doing this,” you shoot back, even as your breath hitches when his knee nudges between your thighs.

“No?” He hums, tilting his head like he’s considering it. “You sure about that, sweetheart? Because you came to me.”

You did.

You’d made some excuse about needing to grab something from your brother’s apartment, but the moment you stepped into his apartment and saw his roommate Matsukawa, sprawled out on the couch, something inside you snapped.

The way he always looked at you, like he knew a secret you didn’t, the way his fingers lingered when he passed by—it was too much.

“I just—” You falter, and that’s all he needs.

“Oh, baby,” he purrs, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear before gripping your jaw, tilting your face up to his. “You’re already shaking, and I haven’t even done anything yet.”

His thumb drags over your bottom lip, pressing down slightly, watching as your tongue darts out instinctively. His dark eyes flash with something dangerous.

“Fuckin’ cute,” he mutters, voice lower now, rougher. “How long have you been thinking about this, huh? Coming into my room late at night, pretending you need something—what was your plan, sweetheart?”

You glare at him, refusing to give him the satisfaction.

“Oh,” he chuckles darkly. “Still got some fight in you? That’s cute.”

Then, he kisses you.

It’s not soft, not tentative—it’s possessive, all teeth and tongue, his hands already roaming your body like he owns it. You barely have time to react before he grips your thighs, lifting you effortlessly and pressing you against the wall.

“Fuck..Matsu—”

“That’s it,” he breathes against your lips, his fingers already slipping beneath your shorts, dragging them down with ease. “Look at you, already dripping for me. You wanted this bad, didn’t you?”

you whimper, squirming against his hold, but he just presses his weight against you, keeping you still.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he coos, nipping at your jaw. “Scared your brother might hear?”

Your eyes widen slightly, and Matsukawa grins.

“Ohhh,” he drawls, voice full of mock sympathy. “That’s what it is? You don’t wanna get caught? Then you better keep your pretty little mouth shut, yeah?”

His fingers find your entrance, sliding in so easily it makes you ache. “Fuck,” he groans, pressing his forehead against yours. “You’re so wet, baby. I bet you were thinking about this for weeks—about me stretching you open, fucking you stupid against this wall.”

Your nails dig into his shoulders as he rubs slow, teasing circles against your clit, just enough to make you desperate but not enough to satisfy.

“Matsu—please—”

“Please what?” he mocks, slowing his movements. “You wanna ride my fingers? My tongue? My cock? C’mon, sweetheart, use that pretty mouth and ask for it.”

You’re too far gone to care about dignity. “C-Cock,” you gasp. “Please—need you inside me—”

His eyes darken, and in a second, he’s undoing his belt, dragging his cock out, pressing the tip against your entrance.

“Fuckin’ filthy,” he mutters, gripping your hips. “Bet you don’t even wanna take it slow, huh? You want me to wreck you, ruin this tight little pussy?”

You nod frantically, barely able to think beyond the need coursing through you.

“God,” he groans, gripping your thighs as he thrusts, splitting you open in one deep stroke. “That’s it, baby—take all of it—fuck, you feel so good—”

You choke on a moan, barely able to breathe as he fills you completely, stretching you so much it’s overwhelming.

“Too much?” he teases, biting at your neck. “Nah. You love this, don’t you? Love how deep I am?”

He doesn’t wait for an answer before he starts moving, fucking into you with deep, bruising strokes, pressing you against the wall with every thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the small space, obscene and dirty, mixed with your soft, choked whimpers.

“Fuck,” he hisses, watching where you take him. “Look at that, baby—taking me so good, letting me ruin you like this.”

Your head falls back against the wall, pleasure coiling tight in your stomach as his fingers find your clit again, rubbing in quick, relentless circles.

“Matsu—’m gonna—”

“Yeah?” He grins, moving even faster. “Then come for me, sweetheart. Be a good girl and come all over my cock.”

And you do—so hard it feels like the world shatters, pleasure slamming into you all at once, making your body tremble. Matsukawa groans, fucking you through it, his thrusts turning sloppy.

“Fuck—gonna fill you up, baby—gonna make you mine—”

He buries himself deep, spilling inside you with a low, guttural groan, his grip tightening as he rides out his high.

For a moment, the two of you just breathe, chests heaving, bodies still tangled together. Then—

“Shit,” he mutters, pressing a lazy kiss to your jaw. “Think your brother heard that?”

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: after I‘m done with all my haikyuu requests, I‘ll start writing for jjk again too!! requests are btw still open

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heyy could make a nsfw hc about tsukishima?😙

HII!! just posted, you can find it HERE