#GOSHIKI!!!!!!

[pin-k-ink]

Men who are complete masochists. The type to keep on fucking you even after they came, pushing their cum right back into you until it starts leaking out and run down his sensitive cock, just to feel the sting that comes with the feeling of overstimulation. Forget the white ring of cum around his cock after the first couple of rounds, by the time he decides he’s done, both of you are a cum-covered, sweaty mess of tangled limbs. He’s full on sobbing and babbling about how good you feel and how much it hurts but he just can’t stop. Also a massive whore for thigh highs and pantyhose. Only because he loves the feeling of fucking your plush thighs whenever you’re wearing them. His fingers leave indents on your hips as he keeps you steady enough to drive his cock between your legs, whimpering from the scratchy feeling of the material on his cock. He won’t complain though. Because after his first orgasm, when his warm, sticky cum is coating the inside of your thighs, washing away the lube he slathered before, that’s when the real pleasure hits. Cue the incoherent muttering because his mind is completely fogged up with the feeling of your thighs clamping around his raw cock, impossibly tight to the point his cum is seeping out in sad little spurts, staining your already ruined thigh highs.

itadori, HINATA, kenma, bokuto, GOSHIKI, atsushi, TECCHOU, inumaki, BACHIRA

[depravitycentral]

Thinking of men who practically whimper during sex.

They’re above you, muscles taut and flexing as their hips roll into yours, stuttering and spasming with every thrust. Calling their pace sporadic would be generous – the thrusts are random, carnally snaping into you, as if he has no control over his own body. His breath is labored, deep pants that have hot breaths fanning across your lips, his eyes practically crossed as he stares heavy lidded down at you. There’s not an inch of space between your bodies – your nipples brush against his chest, pebbled and hard and driving him fucking crazy, his cock twitching inside you over and over again until you’re sure he'll come any moment. His forearms cage around your head, the heat radiating from his body making you dizzy as he picks up his pace, the feeling of your tight walls fluttering around him leaving his eyes rolling to the back of his head. It’s heaven, the coarse hairs right above his cock brushing against your sensitive bud with every thrust.

But oh – the sounds he makes are something sinful, downright unholy. They’re deep, starting as groans way down in his chest but slowly climbing to desperate little moans as they tumble past his lips, getting higher and thinner as he nears his end. He can’t look at you like this – he’s too embarrassed, the pleasure making his brain mush as he gasps and heaves out uneven, stuttered breaths.

But at a particularly tight clench around him, he’s suddenly falling forward, his face buried in your neck as he cries out your name, the syllables slurred and runny and god, is he chanting your name? It’s low, breathy, in time with every smack of his hips against yours, heavy balls clapping against your ass as you lick your lips and groan.

Soon your name becomes pleas, little begs that leave you scratching your nails down his back, surely leaving lines you know he’ll wear like trophies tomorrow.

F-fuck, oh fuck oh fuck, just like th-that baby, fuck!

Feels so, mmm o-oh, feels so good, ‘m gonna come s’fast baby, fuck it’s all your fault –

Please let me come, wanna come so – so fuckin’ bad, wanna come in you baby fuck please!

Let me come i-inside, wanna – wanna stuff you so fucking full, oh god ‘m so close –

He’s nearly crying, big fat tears welling in his because he needs you to give him permission to come in that tight cunt of yours, to send ropes of white spurting inside you. He needs you to tell him he’s a good boy, that he deserves to get you sticky and spent, your pussy all puffy and musky.

And when you tell him yes, he can fuck his cum into you, he’s gone.

Suddenly he’s blabbering out slurred thank you’s, his hips bucking into you as he moans and whimpers and chokes on his own gasps, the sounds ringing in your ears as he stiffens up, body going taut and every muscle contracting and oh fuck oh fuck it’s coming he’s coming here it comes –

The moan he lets out is high, almost pained, almost sounding like your name. His eyes are squeezed shut, face still tucked against your neck, and you can feel the spurts of warm, runny cum as his cock twitches, over and over as if he’s trying to get every last drop into you, wanting to make sure you’re good and properly stuffed full. Stuffed full of him.

He’s shaking, his shoulders heaving as he peppers wet, slobbery kisses against your neck, cries of thank you and I love you spilling past his lips as his hips slowly begin moving again, his cock still painfully hard.

‘m sorry, he gasps, need to give you everything…

And, twenty minutes later, the cum slowly dribbling out of your used cunt will be proof – along with the strangled, choked moan he lets out as he watches it.

Keiji Akaashi, Atsumu Miya, Tobio Kageyama, Yuutarou Kindaichi, Kenji Futakuchi, Tsutomu Goshiki

[heartsoji]

hq guys who say, "nah, its cool. you can talk to other guys," but the second any guy he doesn't know or doesn't like so much as glances in your direction for a second too long, he is standing in front of you, scaring everyone off with a nasty glare.

IWAIZUMI, OSAMU, suna, TSUKISHIMA, SAKUSA, tanaka, daichi, yahaba, yamamoto, MATSUKAWA, KUNIMI

[jollymalt]

little addition to my last post :]

[semifilms]

semi, ATSUMU, osamu, hinata, TENDOU, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, kuroo, SUGAWARA, akaashi, TANAKA, aran, GOSHIKI, asahi, USHIJIMA, UKAI, kyotani, suna, terushima

[kitasgloves]

hq characters reacting to you rizzing them up

Freaks out because they were not expecting you to rizz them:

Hinata, Yachi, Yamaguchi, Iwaizumi, Konoha, Semi, Aran, Hirugami

Fist-pumps the air:

Nishinoya, Goshiki, Komori

Ignores you but is blushing profusely:

Tsukishima, Kenma, Shirabu, Suna, Sakusa

Starts a rizz competition:

Yaku, Oikawa, Atsumu, Hoshiumi

Just stare at you because they don't know what to say:

Kageyama, Asahi, Daichi, Akaashi, Ushijima, Osamu, Kita

Will ask for your hand in marriage:

Bokuto, Tendou

"Oh someone's getting rizzy up in here"

Sugawara, Kuroo, Hanamaki, Matsukawa

©kitasgloves (do not steal or copy)

[loveephia]

:¨ ·.· ¨: ハイキュー!! some of the HQ boys meeting a pretty fan . . .

`· . ꔫ . . . (goshiki, atsumu, kuroo, iwaizumi, bokuto.)

⚠ warning/s: none.

GOSHIKI TSUTOMU

goshiki loves being doted on. that's a given.

so when you commended him for his talents after a practice match, best believe he was over the moon.

"t- thank you, y/n!" goshiki said, mentally scolding himself for the stutter. usually, he'd be much more confident than this, but your cheerful attitude and cute face just chipped away at that.

"i was just telling the truth." you state with a charming wink.

"careful, y/n. you might break him!" semi joked.

ATSUMU MIYA

now atsumu's met his handful of fans, beautiful and all, but you stood out to him the most.

"what can i do fer ya, darlin'?" atsumu asked, accidentally letting a petname slip from his lips. he mentally facepalms, hoping that his little mishap wouldn't drive you away.

"uhm.. may i have a picture, please?" you asked, pushing your glasses up awkwardly.

"of course!" atsumu accepted like an excited puppy. his teammates shared a knowing look, an unspoken statement that went, "yep. he's already fallen deep."

KUROO TERSURŌ

kuroo's first thoughts on you weren't anything out of the ordinary. just a "yeah, she's cute" is all.

you asked kuroo for a picture, and he accepted. since he was taller than you, he could smell the fragrance of your shampoo. fruity.

kuroo then wraps an arm around your waist, and you swore that your breath hitched.

the picture was finally taken, and you thanked him shyly before walking away to your own friends, who teased you endlessly about what they just saw.

"did i really just do that?" kuroo thought, in a daze.

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

iwaizumi doesn't have nearly as many fans as his best friend, so when he does get a fan, a beautiful one at that, he gets all shy about it.

"iwaizumi, you're an amazing player, and whether you choose to pursue volleyball or not, i'll be rooting for you." you smile warmly at him, your soft hands clasped around his calloused ones.

"t- thanks for that, y/n." he manages to let out through his heavy chest.

how could someone be so ethereal?

BOKUTO KŌTARŌ

he lets out a little "woah" upon first meeting.

"i watched your game against nekoma a few months ago, and you were so cool! you were like.. bam! or- more like fwoosh, thwack!" you tried to mimic the noises and movements made on that court, all the while accidentally feeding bokuto's soaring pride.

now he's ten times more pumped for his game later! he hopes that you'll be watching him, and him only.

"aw, shucks. thanks, y/n!" bokuto smiled brightly.

you see akaashi behind bokuto, giving you a quiet thumbs up for whatever reason..

(akaashi was telepathically trying to tell you, "thank you for help keeping our aces' spirit high.")

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[spacekittysquares4]

This is what happened I'll hear no other take

[kairiscorner]

first kisses with them are like . . .

being greeted with the feeling of soft, sunflower petals.

when they kiss you, it feels like the world slows down a little. they had no idea how to fit their lips with your own, they sort of feel like your lips are too beautiful, too sweet for their own to touch; but you want them to interlock their own with yours, anyway—you don't mind how inexperienced or anxious they may be, or how much overthinking they've done—you just want them to know that your lips are theirs to kiss; theirs. they gulp a little, give you a dorky smile that you can't help but chuckle a bit at, and slowly lean in forward, and give you a brief, chaste kiss that sends butterflies in your stomach and a light feeling that sends your heart soaring.

it feels like that kiss could last forever, and you both wished it did; they really downplay themselves a lot, for someone who says they aren't a good kisser, they certainly know how to make you all giddy and giggly after their gentle peck on your lips.

after they pull away, it's like you both start wondering just how magical that frozen moment in time was; it was straight out of a fairy tale, how easily they romanced you with the mere feeling of their lips on yours, with all the love they had for you in that loving kiss that probably didn't even last for a minute, but felt like an eternity that you wished you two could live out forever.

yamaguchi, sugawara, asahi, daichi, yachi, aran, goshiki, aone, lev, ennoshita, alisa.

having the sparks of firecrackers dancing on your lips.

they always seemed so confident, daring, and unafraid of anything—anything, that was, except confronting their feelings about you, because if anyone could get them this restless and enthusiastic, be it in obvious or subtle ways of their own, only you could do that. they had reputations for being a bit hard-headed or too cocky, some of them being a bit chaotic and intimidating at times... but they were very, very passionate lovers at heart—and they really, really wanted to let you know just how much they loved you through this kiss that you let them share with you.

out of excitement, they stole that kiss from you the minute you puckered those sweet little petal-like lips of yours; you hadn't realized it, but they had already placed their lips on yours—and it felt like a flame had kindled in your chest, and your cheeks burned with so much fluster in them.

they kept your lips firmly locked with theirs, telling you without words that you were theirs... and they were yours. they hated sharing, no matter how good their facade could get, that was the one thing they couldn't mask up. as long as you loved them and their kisses, their lips would be the only ones on yours, making your heart burn and your lips sear with so much love—love they could only give to you, and only you, because you're the one for them, the only one their lips, heart, and selves belonged to.

hinata, bokuto, nishinoya, tanaka, terushima, iwaizumi, atsumu, tendou, yaku, oikawa, kuroo.

feeling a cold frosty blanket of snow melt into warm greenery.

if they were being honest... they didn't quite know how to kiss; or rather, they had no clue just how kisses were supposed to feel like. sure, romance and romantic gestures could be read about, heard about, but never truly experienced by them. until you came and changed the flow of their lives. their lips always ached with this fervor, this burning need, that was overshadowed by their cool, composed, sort of aloof, personality. if only they could show more than what you're used to, then you'd know how much they want you, how much their lips yearn to touch with yours.

when you finally let them kiss your lips... a blossoming feeling in their hearts grows, and they feel a blooming passion erupt from them that is released through the soft kiss they plant on your supple lips. they were more enamored with you than you had realized—and it makes you all the more in love with them.

to think that someone so beautiful, so perfect, so out of your league had wanted, so desperately, for this moment to happen is just... phenomenal to you. when you kiss them back, they give a soft whimper—oh, they're soft... both physically, and internally. you can't help but appreciate the vulnerability behind their austere, indifferent gazes; it makes you just want them more, and more, and more, and they're more than willing to give you all of them, always.

kenma, osamu, suna, akaashi, ushijima, kiyoko, kita, tsukishima, semi, sakusa, kageyama.

[noyasmashing]

hi i was wondering if you could write sub goshiki with a praise kink? i love your writings btw :)

Thank you baby! I have been WAITING for a goshiki fic.. I love me a man with a bowl cut.

CW: Gn!reader, overstimulation, praising, crying, good boy and baby used a lot

Goshiki's thighs quivered, struggling to stay open as you guided him towards his third climax. "It's too much, too much," he whimpered, tears streaming down his flushed face. You soothe him, gently stroking his sensitive member, eliciting another droplet of pre-cum from its tip. Leaning in, you tenderly kiss him, "But you look so pretty right now, I can't help myself, baby."

His response was a mix of a moan and a sob, his head resting on your shoulder, nestled in the warmth of your embrace. His body felt like it was on fire, each touch of your hand sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. Sweat glistened on his skin, his bangs sticking to his forehead like a cute, disheveled halo. You traced your thumb along his cheek, providing comfort amidst the chaos of sensation.

"You're such a good boy, taking it all so well," you praised him, acknowledging his obedience throughout the day. As you rubbed your free hand against his toned, flexed thigh. His breathless words of gratitude and pleas filled the air, leaving you amused.

You coo softly, gently brushing his bangs back from his forehead as you continue to twist your wrist, heightening his pleasure. His eyes roll back, and his mouth remains slightly open, his breaths becoming quick and short as he chases the intense sensation.

His spine arched, and he drew in closer, your free hand finding a secure hold on his hips. "Can you come one more time, for me?" you asked, hopeful. His whimpers and moans grew more desperate, but he nodded, his resolve wavering.

"One more time," he promised, his body trembling in your grasp. You cradled his face in your hand, raining gentle kisses upon his cheeks, wiping away his tears. His eyes, heavy with emotion, met yours, and you felt your heart swell.

"Please, P-pleasss, I-it feels so good, [Name], don’t… don’t stop," he pleaded, his voice trembling with desire as he spoke into your palm. You couldn't help but smile warmly at his eagerness, reassuring him, "You look cute when you beg." As you continued your ministrations, his hips bucked into your touch, and his moans intensified, indicating his complete surrender to the pleasure.

His thighs began to quiver, and his cries became more desperate. His eyes rolled back, mouth open in ecstasy as he reached the peak of his pleasure. Your thumb continued to stroke the sensitive tip of his cock, bringing him closer to release. Finally, his body tensed, and pathetic, white spurts of cum escaped from his overstimulated, red cock. Whispering words of encouragement and praise, you guided him through his climax, eliciting sweet sounds of satisfaction from him.

"You’re such a good boy for me, ‘tomu," you praised once more, acknowledging his unwavering obedience. He nodded into your words, seeking solace in your embrace.

As he lay spent in your arms, you couldn’t help but playfully remark, "Looks like someone needs a bath,"

[eurydicees]

everyone shut the fuck up a second i need a minute i need a MINUTE i’m having feelings abt shiratorizawa again i’m gonna CRY

[moraxsharem]

haikyuu men who eats pussy not because of your pleasure but his.

this man literally moans into your pussy as soon as his tongue brushes your wet slit. he pushes his tongue into your hole, lick and suck there to get you moan his name because hearing his name from your shaky voice makes his dick hard. he loves your juice on his chin.

he's a whimpering mess between your thighs.

kuroo, tanaka, goshiki, BOKUTO, asahi, tendou, YAMAGUCHI, yaku, hanamaki,

[northescere]

haikyuu!! as textposts

[jollymalt]

haikyuu boys and their hair

[trueshellz]

Young parents Ushijima x readers toddler waddles into the gym cue confused Goshiki noises

You had been walking to your husband's practice with your toddlers hand clasped tightly. One of her small hand was wrapped in yours and her other hand was clutching her teddy bear, a mascot with Toshi's number on there and a frown to match the man himself. You were carrying lunch for him, something he somehow had forgotten this morning when he was wrestling hair ties into your daughters hair and decided to stop in to see him during practice.

A squeal had you looking down, her finger pointing to the door of the practice hall as she somehow escaped your clutches and ran full speed to the door. At the same time, the strap on your bag failed and it came tumbling down to the floor, between the wayward child and the broken bag now on the floor you could only sweep everything up and try to catch up.

To say Goshiki was confused was an understatement.

Not only had a small child, cute as shit child but a child none the less, waddled into the hall, but this child was carrying a teddy with Ushijima's number on. Big green eyes looking up at him, her hair in two slightly messy pigtails with a hoodie and jeans down to her light up trainers. He blinked a few times, the volleyball left bouncing on the floor.

"Er... hi?"

"Papa here?" Her sweet voice carrying through the hall making everyone stare.

"Papa? Who's your Papa?"

"Asuka? What on earth?"

A screech of laughter as Ushijima picked her up, her hands instantly going around his neck and covering his face with wet kisses. The bear still clutched in her hand now landing kisses on his face aswell, his hands holding her close to his chest making him look almost... fatherly. Then a loud noise from the door made him look up to see a tired woman at the door, her hands clutching a bag to her chest and a bento box in her other hand.

"Crazy child got away. Again."

Goshiki stood in shock as Ushijima glanced at the little girl with a raised eyebrow, her little grin still present even as she apologised to both of them before kissing him again. The woman coming over to tickle her nose before placing a quick peck on Ushijima's face.

"Wha? Huh?"

"This is my wife and our daughter, Asuka."

"But... but..."

"I think we broke him, babe."

A giggle as you leaned into your husband, his warm body next to yours and an arm slung casually around your waist. His shirt was a little damp with sweat, his hair stuck to his forehead and chest heaving but he was still handsome as ever and made your ovaries twitch everytime. Two pairs of green eyes glanced at Goshiki, his own eyes wide in shock as he pointed between all of you. The noise attracting attention from the other team members, equally confused and then laughter as they saw the animated Goshiki suddenly mute and flabbergasted.

"But...how?"

Ushijima's voice cut through the random confused noises. "Do we really need to give you a lesson in human reproduction? I thought you were brighter than that?"

[shittyinthecity]

Imagine

Your boyfriend gets a hard on and instead of helping you just kiss his buldge over his pants and leave.

PS. Request are open