#koutarou bokuto

[nishloves]

bokuto is... quiet when he's in love. he looks at you, looks at the way your hair tresses your face, the way the sun glistens against your skin and that little wrinkle you get whenever you smile too hard.

bokuto is quiet when he's thinking about you; about you holding his hand, about the way you entertain every mood of his, about the way you don't seem to judge him if he does something dumb, you make him want to be better.

bokuto is quiet whenever he even faintly hears your name slip past anyone's lips; he can't help but think back on you, think on how sweet your name sounds on literally anyone's lips; but he would rather chant your name than let others speak it more than him.

bokuto is quiet when you're talking, he knows that he rambles on, he knows that he can't stop speaking but in front of you— he doesn't need to speak. he wants to watch you, watch you doing everything, watch you ramble on and on about any weird antic or interest you have. he will hear it all, even if he doesn't understand it because...

bokuto is hopelessly in love with you.

[mzhari4]

haikyuu volume 10 back cover

[notedchampagne]

sorry. sorry. their letters literally read like love letters im actually sick. why are they soulmates

[marimisses]

trussed

⋆ ࣪. kotaro bokuto x reader

-16 and ageless blogs dni

contents Ⳋ bondage, dirty talk, breeding, size difference, established relationship, bokuto’s vocal asf

a/n: im sorry it took a while for me to start writing again, i’ve been rly sick but i wanted to get something done for yall :3

word count: 1.5k

yours and bokuto’s sex life was nothing short of boring. you two basically fucked like rabbits; when you started, you kept going until you couldn’t.

bokuto is a big guy; both of you are aware of that. his height, his muscles, even his dick prove that. you’d always wake up sore but he’d make up for it with his aftercare. no matter how you may complain, you love the way he manhandles you. you’ve been doing some thinking, and you want to try something new.

bokuto fiddled with his keys outside your shared apartment, finally home after a couple hours of practice. you perked up from your seat on the couch, deciding to meet him halfway. you stumbled over to the door to open it before he could, swinging it open and looking up at him with a smile on your face. his gaze immediately softened upon the sight of you.

you wasted no time wrapping your arms around his neck and squeezing him, making him laugh. “somebody missed me, huh?” he teased, and you nodded swiftly into the crook of his neck. he sighed, basking in your scent as his arms lazily wrapped around your waist. you pressed your chest against his, peppering kisses along his neck.

he tilted his head to give you more access, a shiver running down his spine. “you’re wastin’ no time, huh?” he said, squeezing your hips. you shook your head, lifting up to meet his half-lidded gaze. “needed you all day,” you pouted, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “yeah?” he piqued, making you hum. “wanna try something new.” you mumbled, your hands running along his torso.

his eyes lit up, his hands gliding down your sides to grip at your ass. “oh really? what might that be?” he asked, and you simply shook your head, grabbing his wrist and leading him to your shared bedroom. he laughed. “damn, you really are needy, huh?” he asked, a rhetorical question making your eyes roll.

as you entered the room, you dropped his wrist and stumbled to the nightstand, pulling out the drawer and dug out a soft rope; one he hadn’t seen before. his heart leaped in his chest. he had an idea of where this was going, making his shorts tight. he placed his hands on his hips, waiting for you to speak.

you turned to face him with it in your hands, your expression obviously flushed. it was a bit embarrassing to say; not that he would judge you, you knew he wouldn’t; but the fact you had to say it out loud makes you a bit awkward. you mumbled something under your breath, and he tilted his head.

“hm? you’re gonna needa speak up, pretty,” he said, his voice a little huskier than before. you stared up at him through your lashes. “want you to tie me up.” he stared at you for a moment, a chuckle escaping from him, rumbling deep within his chest. he took the rope gently from out of your hands, and pushed you down against the mattress. “really? what made you think of this?” he said, his lips finding your skin, his hands holding your hips as he nipped your collarbone. you sighed.

“..like when you manhandle me, kou,” you flushed, a whimper leaving your mouth as his teeth grazed against your sensitive skin. “fuck,” he groaned, “you like when i toss you around? hm?” he hummed against your skin, his golden eyes staring at you. you nod, a grin gracing his features. “good girl,” he purred, making you shiver.

he took the rope in his hands and examined it, looking between it and you. you were sprawled out on the mattress beneath him, his knees placed on both sides of your legs, encasing you between them. “you’ll look so pretty tied up for me, yeah?” he professed, and you meekly nod. he brings his hands to the hem of your shirt, helping you lift it up over your shoulders and tossing it to the side.

he stared down at your bare chest, licking his lips. “can’t ever get over these perfect tits,” he spoke, cupping the fat in his hands. he pressed a kiss against your sternum, his hands finding their way to the hem of your panties. “let’s get these off, hm?” he asked, and you nod, lifting your hips off the bed to help him hike it down your thighs. he groaned. “so fucking wet, and i didn’t even touch you yet, baby,” he cooed, bringing two fingers to glide between your folds. you shudder, a moan leaving your lips. “please,” you mutter, “i just need you to fuck me.”

he chuckled. “you don’t gotta tell me twice, he said, taking the rope and untying of from eachother. he looked down at you, a more serious look toning his face. “if you wanna stop, or if you want me to untie you, you know the word, okay?” he said, and you nod. “i know,” you agreed, and he smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips. “need you to help me out here, okay? lift your hands above your head.” he said, his voice soft as you complied, lifting your hands to rest above your head.

he took the rope and wrapped it snug around your wrists, tying it just tight enough for you to not slip out of it. “not too tight? all good?” he asked, wanting affirmation that you’re fully on board with this. “kou,” you sigh, a needy sound escaping your throat, “‘s good, please,” you practically beg, making him laugh. “patience, baby,” he tutted, tying the rope around the post of the headboard. once finished, he looked down at his masterpiece, a heavy breath leaving him.

“wish you could see what i see,” he groaned, “look so fuckin’ pretty all at my will like this,” he cleared his throat, his hands pulling at his waist band, swiftly pulling down his shorts and boxers in one go. he was painfully hard, his erection springing free and against his stomach. “see what you do to me?” he said, pumping his length as he spit down on your cunt. you jumped a bit, your legs spreading open as you panted. “kou,” you whined, your impatience growing more evident, and he nodded.

he aligned his tip with your entrance, bottoming out in one go. you gasp, your eyes shooting wide open as you moaned, making him moan as well. his hands rested on your waist as he leaned down to kiss you, letting you adjust to the sudden intrusion. “no matter how much i fuck you, still so tight for me,” he muttered against your lips, making you whimper. he pulled his hips out and slammed them back into you, making you moan loudly.

you always had your hands on him while you two fucked, so the feeling of being at his mercy has you clenching down around him. “oh, you like this, huh?” he teased, starting to drill into you at a steady pace, and you nod. “y-yes, fuck, ‘s so good—!” you whine, your lips puffy as you stare up at him. he nods encouragingly, his thumb coming down to rub circles into your swollen clit. you moan, your legs wrapping around his waist.

“kou, ‘m not gonna last,” you whine, your voice raspy from the amount of moaning you’ve been doing. he laughs. “damn, ‘s that good, huh,” he grinned, his hips picking up in speed, “that’s okay, pretty girl, me either. seeing you like this— fuck, can make me cum on the fuckin’ spot,” he moaned, emphasizing his words with a thrust inbetween each one, and you threw your head back. “oh my god, kou, please— cum inside, want you inside,” you babbled, and he nods, humming “mmhm, mhm,” at your words.

“yeah? want me to fill you up?” he groaned, his hips slamming into you at this point. “yes— fuck! please,” you beg, feeling your orgasm approach. “don’t worry baby, i will. you’re gonna fuckin’ cum with me, understand?” he slapped your clit, making you jolt. “y-yess, fuck, im gonna cum, im cumming—!” you moan, your jaw falling slack as your orgasm washed over you. your ears rang and you saw stars.

the way your walls fluttered around him has his thrusts uncoordinated, “fuckkk, that’s a good girl,” he drawled out, his hips stilling inside you once he helped you work through it, his load spilling into you. he held you against his pelvis, making sure you didn’t waste a drop. you both panted for a minute, and he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “you okay?” he muttered, his tone gentle, and you nod tiredly.

he reached up to untie your wrists, tossing the rope to the side and kissing your skin in place. “did so good for me,” he praised, making your heart flutter. “maybe we’ll have to do that more often, seeing how much you liked that,” he teased, rubbing circles into your sore skin. you giggle, reaching up to pull him on top of you, him resting dead weight. “i love you,” you sigh, your head resting against his.

he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your chest. “i love you too.”

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[tojisbutterfly]

Dad Bod Bokuto - HC

Can't stop thinking about softened Bokuto and his dad bod. Like FDBSKDNSLSKD my god. He used to have some solid abs and stiff pecs in his youth. And yall his thighs?? Don't EVEN get me started on those watermelon crushing thighs.

His thighs will never lose their muscle because he's always tried to maintain his shape despite retiring from volleyball in his older age. LIKE I KNOWWWW this man has a toned dad bod after making babies with you and retiring.

And I just KNOW BABY GIVES THE BEST HUGGSSSSS. LIKE AGHHH BIG ASS BEAR HUGS. His arms are muscled and the veins. MHH. I know he's squishy in all the right places though~

But going back to his chest and abs...

Bokuto has abs still but they're less defined than they used to be. And his pecs...*mouth waters* His pecs are still ginormous and they sit so nicely in his compression shirts. Likeeee how tf Bokuto got a rack AND a shelf??

[weathertheraine]

‘CAUSE SOMEWHERE IN THE CROWD THERE’S YOU!

Part 2 of the ABBA song assignments :DD I am absolutely not the first person to say how great these lyrics are for timeskip bokuaka :,) it was so fun to draw them both so happy, even if the colour scheme was a bit challenging and Bokuto’s hair is a nightmare for me every time 😂 he's worth it !!

[Kagehina - Mamma Mia!]

[tetsurosboo]

boyfriend!bokuto who’s hyper and energetic with friends and teammates but it’s actually pretty chill when you two are home alone <3

boyfriend!bokuto who’s always hugging you at home.

boyfriend!bokuto who LOVES to lay on your chest or lap for naps and loves when you stroke his hair.

boyfriend!bokuto who’s heart break if you have to leave town for a weekend and gets happy when you call him and talk to him for the entire day.

boyfriend!bokuto who doesn’t leave your side when you come back home. 😭😭

boyfriend!bokuto who always remembers your favorite things and says “oh, y/n likes that too!” when someone mentions one of the things you like.

boyfriend!bokuto who’s face goes ^v^ when you kiss him on the forehead. </3

boyfriend!bokuto who you can share your music taste with and vice versa.

boyfriend!bokuto who has great music taste and usually recommends songs that he thinks you’ll like.

boyfriend!bokuto ALWAYS talks about you, practice, nights out with friends, you name it.

boyfriend!bokuto who’s always saying how much he loves you. !!

[satantica]

CRYING, SOBBING, THROWING UP. YOU GUYS ARE INSANE LIKE I HAVE MORE THAN 1000 FOLLOWERS ALREADY ITS CRAZY I CANT KEEP UP.

SO TO SHOW HOW GRATEFUL I AM I PRESENT YOU SPECIAL EDITION OF HAIKYU TEXTS WITH SPECIAL GUESTS!!!!

haikyu boys ask you to be their valentine

characters: tsukishima kei, oikawa tooru, keiji akaashi, bokuto koutarou, terushima yuuji, sakusa kiyoomi

cw: fem!reader and the characters are NOT in a relationship yet

[dexlexia]

studies in relaxation - bokuto x reader

pairing: kōtarō bokuto x reader rating: 18+ summary: It was finals, oh how you hated finals. But that wasn't something was concerned your boyfriend. He made it through university on an athletic scholarship. While he was amazing at volleyball, he only marginally passed his courses. But unlike him, you had to make sure your grades were up to par. You couldn't slip in your marks. tags: college au, pwp, smut, couch sex, gentle sex, massages, praise kink, fingering, oral sex (f receiving)

It was finals, oh how you hated finals. But that wasn't something that concerned your boyfriend. He made it through university on an athlete scholarship. While he was amazing at volleyball, he only marginally passed his courses. But unlike him, you had to make sure your grades were up to par. You couldn't slip in your marks. 

And he worried so much about you.

He hated seeing you so stressed.

You both lived in an apartment just off campus, and while it was rather nice and domestic. It was hard when you had to study. Your hyper-active boyfriend was more engaged with the idea of doing anything else with you BUT studying. But you needed to cram every last piece of information from your textbook.

You couldn't afford to fail the final exam of the semester. You were a top student, but being at the top meant the weight of expectations fell on your shoulders. You couldn't be an ace player like your boyfriend. 

Currently you are hunched over the desk in the living room, with all the lights off except the lamp over your desk. With one pen in your mouth and another tapping at the open notebook. You felt like you were losing your mind. 

This all made sense about an hour ago, but now it felt like nails on a chalkboard inside of your brain. When you started to doubt yourself you felt your heart start to race. But you had no time to have a panic attack, you needed to absorb everything in this textbook ASAP. 

You took the pen out of your mouth and exhaled. This was all getting to be too much. You dropped the pen in your hand and buried the heels of your hands in your eyes to rub the sleepiness out of them. “Goddamnit.” You muttered under your breath. 

“Is everything okay, babe?" You heard from the couch nearby. There sat Bokuto with his laptop propped up and his earphones in. He hated being apart from you, so while you were swamped with studying for finals he was as close as he could be. He wanted to make sure he was there if you needed anything.

You exhaled, ”Everything's fine, Ko. I'll be okay. It's just a lot.“ You watched him take the other earphone out and put his laptop to the side. He got up from the couch and walked towards you. He always looked like a lost puppy when he didn't know how to help you, but not everything could be solved with Bokuto's classic smile. 

  ”Do you want a back rub?” He asked as he held up his hands and made a grabbing motion with his fingers as to indicate that he was willing to massage you. 

You sighed once more, “Just be gentle.” And pulled the chair away from the desk. You rolled your shoulders and straightened out your back which caused some cracking of your spine. 

  “Akaashi told me that they help more if you're away from where you are working.“ He reached to pull the chair out further. You had no choice, you got up and followed him to the couch. 

You flopped down on top of it and rolled your neck from side to side. Bokuto sat beside you and manoeuvred you with his back to him. ”Relax.“ He prompted, ”Please.“ Then leaned in and kissed you on the cheek from behind. Then with those large hands he started to massage your back.

The first bit of pressure made you tense up, but the careful movements at the base of your neck made you relax. But the sound of your neck being massaged was far from appealing with all the cracks. You really did need something like this. He went in for another kiss and gave you gentle praise. 

  ”You're my smart girl.“ He assured you, ”But you work too hard, I don't want you to hurt yourself.“ You could hear the frown in his voice even if you couldn't see it.

  “I'm fine, Ko. It's just the end of the semester, it'll be over before you know it and we can enjoy our break.” You reassured him. You felt his kisses against your neck. You knew he worried. He didn't worry about much, but he did worry about you. 

He continued to work at the muscles of your back. The occasion crack or pop of your back as he tried to smooth out the tension. It only increased his worry with how tense you were. He soon applied more pressure and you kicked out your legs from it. You tilted your head to the side and moaned as he pressed his palms into your skin.

  “Do you like that?” He asked.

  “I love it, honey.” You responded, “I haven't had a massage in so long. I forgot how sensitive I was.” You exhaled deeply as you felt another sensation through your body as he touched you. It wasn't painful but it also wasn't a nonexistent feeling. There was pressure to it that made you grip onto your knees to keep yourself steady. 

  “Good, good. I want my honey to feel good.” He started to kiss at your neck, “Akaashi told me that the more relaxed you are, the better you learn. So I need you to relax.” His warm breath was against your neck as he massaged your lower back which made you let out a small squeak. He chuckled and continued to rub you down. 

He was just perfect, there was no one like Bokuto. He was just perfect. He kissed your neck some more, and his hands went to your front. He smiled against your skin and started to grab at your breasts. You moaned and it encouraged him to keep going. To keep touching you while he attempted to make you comfortable.

  "Do you like that?“ He asked, his lips were close to your ear, ”Does my lovely, amazing girl like that? Because I want you to feel good.“ He chuckled softly. 

You tilted your head to the side away from him and shakily exhaled, ”It feels amazing. I guess.” You trailed off, “I could take a break.” 

  “Yeah?” He perked up, “You want a break with me?”

You giggled and turned on the couch. You faced him and reached to stroke his face, “After all, you know how to make me the most relaxed.” You leaned in close to him.  “I only ever feel safe around you.”

He chuckled and kissed you. He laid you out on the couch under him, his broad body covered yours as he cupped your face. Those gold eyes gazed down at you and you smiled up at him. He felt so close, you felt so loved. And maybe the feeling of stress was starting to leave your body. He pulled you in for one last kiss as his hand started to trail down into your shorts.

The waistband was stretchy which allowed his hand to slip in perfectly. He groaned into the kiss as he reached the band of your underwear. He smiled into the kiss as he felt around. Soon his longer fingers reached past the waist of your underwear and towards your pussy. 

 “Ko.” You said.

 “I got you, honey.” He replied as he pulled you in for another searing kiss as he started to play with your clit. His pointer finger rubbed up against your sensitive spot as he passionately made out with you. The feeling made your toes curl in your socks, you felt the urge to kick out your legs from the pleasure but managed to restrain yourself. 

  “Ko. Please.“ You moaned before you went in for another kiss.Your heart pounded in your chest as you held onto his arms for support. He was so strong compared to you, you could feel the strength of his muscles in his arms.

  ”Don't worry.“He reassured, ”I'll make you nice and relaxed honey!“ Then continue to play with your clit. The feeling made your back arch as you moaned loudly. He smiled down at you like a ray of sunshine and went in for another searing kiss. He was  just a perfect boyfriend.

You loved him with all your heart, he was just so perfect that there was little to put into words just HOW perfect he was. He wanted his number one girl to get her finals done and he'd make sure that through any means that you were the most comfortable and safe with him. 

He'd make sure that you were taken care of, and he adored you for that. He just thought you were perfect and there was no replacing you. He pulled away once more and gazed at your face, every expression you made as he dipped two fingers inside of you. His movements were rapid as you moaned loudly. 

  ”That's it, honey.” He moaned against your skin. His cock throbbed in his pants but that was a problem for another time. He closed the gap between you even further, and pushed his fingers even deeper into you. He felt your hot breath on his cheek as he played with your pussy.

Your heart raced in your chest and you felt warm all over. But you also felt the stress melt off of your body and pleasure tae over. Especially since his skilled fingers were stroking your sex. You held onto him as  he pleasured you. 

But soon that wasn't enough. He pulled away and got down to his knees in front of the couch with a 'thud' and started to pull down your shorts to reveal your pussy. He licked his lips as he got your legs spread and more of your sweet sex exposed.

  “Such a good girl.” He praised you. Those gold eyes gazed at you with such love, and hope. He adored you so much, he thought you were just a beautiful creature, “You're going to do so well on your exams.“

  ”Promise?“

  ”Promise.“ 

He gazed up at you and gave you one last grin before he held your legs open and started to pleasure you orally. He thought you were just divine, a holy object of worship. To do anything in his power to help you be the best you could be. I loved you so much. 

His licks were quick across your clit. You curled your toes and held onto his silver hair as he pleasured you. He held your legs open so you didn't crush his head with your thighs!

He kissed your pussy and left wet licks across your clit. You felt the pressure build up in your stomach as you clutched onto him. The feeling was immense, you knew that Bokuto had a skilled tongue but everytime it took you off guard. 

  ”You're amazing.“ He said, ”So perfect.''He groaned into your skin before he went back to lapping at your sweet sex. He was enthralled by you, he thought you were just so perfect. He couldn't get enough of you. But he knew you were getting close so he took one hand and began to tease you while he lapped at your clit. 

You almost kicked out your legs once more as you clutched onto him. You moaned out loud and leaned your head back as you felt the surge of pleasure. Your toes curled once more and you gripped onto him further.

He lapped at your pussy lovingly, he felt a swell in his chest. He loved your sweet noises, he loved how you sounded when he pleasured you. It was a remarkable feeling that he couldn't deny. 

It wasn't long before you felt the mountainous feeling of pleasure run through your body. You felt onto him tightly, the feeling of soft silver hair past your fingertips. You moaned and panted, and as you climaxed you kicked out your legs in pleasure.

 ”Ko!“ You moaned out loud as you finished on his tongue. And every anxiety was out of your body and you were relaxed against the couch with your chest heaving. You let go of him and relaxed. Your mind felt fuzzy but in the best way possible.

He got up and leaned in to kiss you on the cheek. You felt your heart flutter. 

He beamed at you and reached out for you, “Now why don't we go for another round in the bedroom. I know another way for you to relax.” And winked at you. You smiled up at him and followed close behind him as you tried to pull up your pants. 

[kingdaddydaichi]

Hold up! I SAID HOLD THE FUCK UP!

nsfw. mdni.

I submit to the Bokuhoe court: giving Bokuto a back massage...

Him lying down with his shirt off and you’re sitting there, straddling his thicc butt, rubbing a little massage oil on his naked skin, using the pads of your thumbs to knead and dig into the bunged-up muscles in his back and shoulders. And mm-mm-MMM what muscles they are! Bo's groaning and sighing with relief as you work the knots out, but a different part of his body is beginning to stiffen. His glutes keep flexing against your clothed pussy, making you wet for him. Little do you know, his dick is hard as a rock and he's about 10 seconds away from flipping over, yanking his shorts down to mid-thigh, and moving yours to the side so he can line himself up and sink each and every inch of his long, hot cock into you, nice and slow and deep.

Le sigh. 😩

for @yuujispinkhair 🫠

[moonbieee]

That Bokuto with his hair down 👁👁💛✨

[tinywisp]

[moon4nge1]

[t h e_o t h e r_b o y]

Pairings! Tsukishima, Hinata, Osamu, Suna, Bokuto, Akaashi x gn!reader

CW! Implied cheating, suggestive, reader’s boyfriend is toxic [nothing goes into detail!], haikyuu boys being the other man, not proofread!

Notes! Woah I’m back from my little disappearance! Anyways, I don’t support cheating if you’re doing it just because you can! In these scenarios, the reader is in a toxic relationship, but can’t get out a put it! [doesn’t go into detail of relationship!]

Maybe part 2 with others..?

✧ ☽ ✧

As your phone rang on your nightstand, a groan left your lips as you knew who was calling you. You reached over to grab the phone…

Tsukishima smirked lazily at you, his hands slithering along your waist to pull to back to his chest. “Now why do you still give that loser the time of day?” He mumbled into the back of your neck, his lips brushing softly along the skin. A smile made your way to your lips as you turned your head slightly to look at the blond behind you. “Suki, he’s still my boyfri-“ before you could finish he cut you off with a scoff, “say that to me while you’re in my arms again, and I swear to you, you won’t be walking straight tomorrow.”

Despite Hinata’s jolly mood couple seconds ago, a frown immediately appeared when you slipped out of his arms. He knew it was wrong, to hold you when you’re in a relationship-even if it was toxic, he should’ve still respected it. But you were just too tempting to him, so tempting, he broke his morals for you. Snatching your phone out of your hands, he declined the call. “Sho!” You gasped, looking back at the boy in your bed, “why did you do that?” His frown deepened at your words, tossing your phone on the other side of your bed, he moved above you. Your back pressed back down on your bed as his hands rested on your hip, his thumb rubbing soft circles against the skin. “Why do you want to talk to him? Do you not enjoy talking to me?” He mumbled softly, his head dipping down to your neck to leave feather light kisses along the skin.

Osamu rolled his eyes as he let out a long sigh, rolling onto his back as he spread his arms out. He glanced over towards you, seeing you pick up the call from your boyfriend. Your smile dropped into a frown at whatever the bum was spitting to you through the phone, he watched, bitting along his bottom lip. Silently, his moved closer to you so you’re within his reach. Wrapping you in his arms securely, he pulled you back down into the plush mattress. Your eyes widen in surprise as you suppressed the gasp of shock. You quickly muted your mic, turning to the grey haired boy, “Samu! You know I’m on the phone” you whispered, but made no attempt to escape the grasp of his arms. “Unmute, let him hear what you sound like when you’re actually in love” he replied, a smirking forming on his face as he captured your lips with his.

Suna knew full well what he was doing, holding your phone in one hand as the other went to cover your mouth. The sound of your boyfriends voice came through the speakers of the phone and suna couldn’t help but laugh at it. “Seriously, what do you see in this guy?” He chuckled, shaking his head as he looked down at you. He took off speaker phone as he placed the phone to his ear, keeping his eyes locked on you, “hello?…ah, y/n?..hey now don’t be mad because you’re not the one in bed..” he laughed, and your eyes widened at his words. In a hurry, you snatched your phone back from the chocolate haired boy. “It’s not wh-“ you stopped mid sentence when you realized that nobody was on the phone. Embarrassment and anger filled you as looked up at boy, shoving his chest. “That’s not funny suna!” Even when you’re angry at him, he can’t help but smile. “Bunny, it’s everything what it sounds like.” He mumbled, leaning down to your lips.

The energetic Bokuto, who seemed to be in a much calmed mood, smiled widely as he held you firmly in his arms. He head buried into the crevice of your neck as he let out a deep exhale. Only when your started to shuffle your way away from him, did he peek open an eye. Seeing you reaching for the phone made him tug you back. “No. You don’t get to entertain other men when you’re with me” he pouted, pushing his head deeper in you neck and planting a couple kisses to the skin. “Ko..but you’re the other man im entertaining if we’re being honest” you mumbled, running a hand through his hair. With that sentence, he let out a dramatic gasp, raising his head to look at you. “No! Take that back y/n. I will not be the other man- I mean yes, technically I am, but! I will not accept that title” he grumbled, shaking his head. With a soft laugh leaving you, you nodded your head and pulled him back down to you. “Okay, fine you’re not the other man”

Akaashi’s sleep was interrupted by the annoying ring of your phone. “Turn it off” he grumbled, rolling over onto his back he made sure to move you with him. With a huff of small annoyance you squirmed around in his arms, “well I can’t if you keep pulling me along with you when you move!” You muttered, managing to pry away one of his arms. He only hummed in response, too tried to make a sentence until he heard the voice of your boyfriend come through your phone when you accepted the call. His eyes shot open as he snapped his head towards you, “you’re not seriously talking to that shithead at this hour” he muttered lowly, narrowing his eyes at you. You waved your hand dismissively to him in response, earning you another grumble. In a quick movement, Akaashi snatched the phone and hung up on the boy. “How can sleep when my Princess if talking to other boys?” He mumbled, pulling you back to him in a tight hug. “Kei! What the hell? Now I have to call him back!” You responded, shuffled around trying to reach your phone. “No, you don’t have to do anything but cuddle with me. Now go back to sleep”

©moon4nge1 - please do not steal, copy, or repost on any other platforms without my permission!

[cnnmairoll]

Mornings With You

Pairing : Bokuto Koutarou x Reader Genre : Fluff a/n : Sorry for the delay, I'll try my best to write as often as I could, but I couldn't and now I just wanna clear all my wips and fulfill my commitment to this flufftober event!

"Kou," you whispered, your voice filled with a mix of love and frustration as you tried to peel Bokuto's strong arms from around your waist. It was another one of those mornings when your energetic, moody, and lovable professional volleyball player boyfriend just didn't want to let you go.

Bokuto grumbled sleepily, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, his messy black hair tickling your skin. "Just five more minutes," he mumbled, his words muffled against your skin.

You chuckled, your fingers gently tracing patterns on his back, knowing all too well that 'five more minutes' with Bokuto could easily turn into half an hour. "Kou, you have practice, remember?"

Bokuto's golden eyes cracked open, and he looked at you with an expression of pure adoration. "But I'd rather stay here with you. You're so warm and cozy," he purred, his hands tightening around you.

You couldn't help but smile, even though you knew his teammates were probably wondering where their star player was. Bokuto's mood swings were well-known in the volleyball world, but when he was with you, he was at his most stable and affectionate. "I promise, Kou, I'll be here when you get back. But you've got to let me go for now."

With a dramatic sigh, Bokuto finally released his grip on you and flopped back onto his side of the bed. He pulled the covers up to his chin and gave you a puppy-dog look. "You're no fun, love."

You leaned down and planted a soft kiss on his pouting lips. "I'll make it up to you later, I promise. Now get going before your coach has a fit."

Bokuto grinned and finally pushed himself out of bed. His toned, muscular body moved with an athleticism that made your heart skip a beat. He quickly pulled on a pair of practice shorts and a t-shirt, and then he bent down to give you a quick peck on the lips. "I'll hold you to that promise, babe."

As Bokuto rushed out the door, you couldn't help but shake your head and smile. Mornings with him were always a rollercoaster, but you wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. You watched him leave and knew that when he returned, he would be on top of the world, filled with pride as the ace of his team, and so grateful to have you in his life.

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more of dada's so pwetty pweaseeee 🥺

dada’s pwetty! pt.2 

Includes : Kuroo, Bokuto Summary : Just a few daughters being enchanted by their dadas' looks Tags : fem!reader, fluff, domestic bliss A/n : I don't like the way Bokuto's turned out but... anyways. pt. 1

Whether it is a conversation between you and KUROO, the talking pigs on the TV or any other source that can show your two year old daughter the vast ocean of vocabulary: she loves parroting words that catch her attention. A habit that she has only recently picked up and that makes her jump and dance around your house, repeating the newly learned word like a broken record tape.  Today's word is sponsored by the elderly lady next door who told the two year old that her polka dotted dress was very "pretty", when you two came back from a walk to the nearby park a few hours ago. Since then, you don't think there is a single thing in the household that she has not baptized as "pwetty!". Actually, there is something. Or rather someone. Someone who has been rotting in his home office all day long, writing and answering emails, and attending one video conference after the other because of an important upcoming sports event.

The creaking door of his office catches Kuroo's attention and he immediately feels a little wave of serotonin flow through him at the sight of his little girl. Her dark pigtails swing back and forth as she skips over to him with a bright smile on her face. "Hey there, sweetheart." Kuroo coos after having silenced his microphone, pulling her up on his lap. "Daddy's almost finished, and then we can have dinner togeth-" "Dada's pwetty!" her cheerful and loud voice interrupts him. Her dada is clearly taken aback, but lets out a breathy chuckle once he lets her words sink in. "Is he now?" he playfully taps her nose with his forefinger before readjusting her on his lap to press a wet smooch against her cheek. "Well, I think you are way, way, wayyy prettier than your dada." Both of them keep giggling and fooling around until they hear someone clear their throat.  "I think we should end this call here. I'll email you further details." Kuroo hears one of his colleagues speak, and when he dares to look over to his screen, he notices how somehow all of them are... smiling? Some of them even wave which your daughter happily reciprocates. And upon further inspection, Kuroo notices a little detail that makes him smile bashfully before ending the call.  He could swear he turned the microphone off?

Your daughter is a ray of sunshine, obviously taking after BOKUTO. She's a curious child, loves exploring the world especially when she knows that her parents are right behind her, supporting her through every teeny tiny step of hers. Now, when it comes to her looks she's a carbon copy of you, but her personality? The way she interacts with others, how she perceives people's feelings, how she handles her own emotions (she doesn't know how to handle them)- Yep, she's definitely Koutarou's offspring.

It's a quiet Sunday evening, with you enjoying a warm bath and your husband and daughter sitting on the floor and playing in her room. Various glittery hair clips and pink bows adorn the volleyball player’s peppered hair, and while he’s sure that he must look awfully ridiculous right now, the excited and self-sufficient grin that his daughter is offering him right now is definitely more than worth it. “And- it’s done!” she beams, finishing the look with a final butterfly-shaped clip to get her dad’s bangs out of his face. “Daddy, you look like a mermaid!” Bokuto gasps, his excited expression mirroring that of his daughter when he catches a glimpse of himself in the reflection of the window. “You’re so pretty!”  “No.” he smiles brightly, his chest feeling so full of love for this little bundle of joy. “You’re pretty.”

A giggle sounds through the room when he leans over to tickle her before hoisting her up in his arms. “No, you’re pretty.” your daughter counters, her voice a tad more serious than before.  “No, you.” Her nose scrunches irritatedly when her dad boops it, not minding how seriously she’s taking their discussion. “No, you!” And after countless back and forth, Bokuto’s eyes widen when she starts sniffling and her lower lip trembling.  “Okay, okay, daddy’s pretty! I’m pretty, yeah?” he embraces her tighter while panically looking around the room as if seeking your help, knowing very well that you’re probably still in the bathroom. “No crying, pumpkin, ‘kay?”  And while cradling her against him, lightly swaying from side to side, and watching his little girl’s drooping eyes, it’s obvious, and he has to admit also a little funny, that her distress was clearly caused by exhaustion. Though, he still believes that she’s the pretty one out of the both of them, even with her puffy eyes and snot running out of her nose, staining his shirt. 

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if i'm ever staring off into the distance it's because i'm thinking about this