#𐙚 atsumu

[satorisoup]

commission by @/kuroononeko, lene and the miyas!!!! WAHHH they’re so precious <3

[seoulmatez]

꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ 𝒮𝐸𝒳𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝒮𝐸𝒯𝒯𝐸𝑅𝒮 — the setters and their top kinks

info ⭑ includes: miya atsumu, oikawa toru, akaashi keiji, sugawara koushi, semi eita ﾉ f!reader, nsfw (minors do not interact) ﾉ degradation ﾉ impact play ﾉ daddy kink ﾉ dumbification ﾉ edging ﾉ body worship ﾉ praise kink ﾉ dacryphilia ﾉ virgin kink ﾉ corruption kink ﾉ all characters written 18+.  

₊˚ପ⊹ ATSUMU + DEGRADATION & IMPACT PLAY

he’d never call you such lewd, dirty names outside the bedroom, but he can’t ignore how each one goes straight to your pussy. his personal favorites are “whore” and “toy”. he never thought he’d find so much pleasure in bullying, humiliating, you. and he’ll never get over the way you tighten and flutter around his cock when his hand makes contact with your clit or ass. your surprised squeals are like music to his ears and the marks he leaves behind are always a pretty reminder of the night’s activities the next day.

“listen to you, whimpering like a whore when i slap your ass. i’m starting to think you like getting spanked. mm, maybe i should give you another one.”

₊˚ପ⊹ OIKAWA + DADDY KINK & DUMBIFICATION

he gets some sort of rush from hearing you call him daddy. maybe it’s the way you peer up at him through your lashes as you do so. or maybe it’s the blatant embarrassment that you try and fail to hide by biting your lip. can you blame him for wanting to see you completely fucked out? you’re just so pretty when your eyes are staring off at nothing, tongue lolling from between those soft lips. he can’t help the sense of pride that swells in his chest when you’re reduced to such a mess, and all because of him.

“you stopped talking, princess. did daddy really fuck you that hard? can’t even think straight while you’re taking this cock, huh?”

₊˚ପ⊹ AKAASHI + EDGING & BODY WORSHIP

his hands wander about your figure as his mouth travels down every inch of your skin, only ever stopping to tell you how gorgeous you are. you deserve the world and he’s set on giving it to you, even if his method seems slightly cruel. by now, he’s an expert at continuously getting you nearly to your climax and pulling you back just before you can reach it. he’s a patient man and is more than willing to spend all night in the bedroom if that means giving you the most earth shattering orgasm you could imagine.

“god, you look so beautiful like this. you want to come? don’t worry, you only have to wait a little longer, angel. i promise it’ll feel good.”

₊˚ପ⊹ SUGAWARA + PRAISE & DACRYPHILIA

you’re such a sweet thing for suga, always doing what you’re told and making the prettiest noises for him. why shouldn’t he let you know how much he adores you—how proud he is of you? the smile that graces your face and the sparkles in your irises at his approval are really all he could ask for. but a little part of him can’t help but get excited whenever he sees tears of pleasure pooling in your eyes, threatening to spill over your lash line. maybe he’s greedy; or maybe he just wants a reward of his own.

“you did so well for me, my good girl. and you look so pretty with tears streaming down your cheeks. should i clean them up for you?”

₊˚ପ⊹ SEMI + VIRGIN KINK & CORRUPTION

he has this unexplainable desire to take you—someone that was once pure and untouched—and make you his own, to ruin you as he pleases. of course, he’d never tell you so; where’s the fun in that? he’s fixed on watching the authentic experience of your first time. he wants to see how your face scrunches up in pain before it turns to pleasure. he wants to hear your breath catch in your throat before you’re moaning in ecstasy as your orgasm hits. he needs to be the one who gives you a taste of what you’ve been missing out on.

“is it everything you thought it would be? yeah? i never pegged you as the type who liked being used. guess i got lucky with you.”

hihi~ manz here :3 ! thank you for giving this a read! if you enjoyed, please consider reblogging and/or leaving a comment! much love from me to you ❤︎

[ya9amicide]

♡ anime masterlist ♡

pov: your camera roll if you were dating atsumu miya.

[shouyuus]

Which haikyuu character do you think secretly writes poetry?

i feel like akaashi might lmfao. idk why but. yeah. uhm otherwise? maybe yamaguchi? and suga in his later years might also dabble a bit. i just feel like they're the ones with the most... poetic???? constitutions?

ALTHO. i wouldn't put it past like bokuto and co to do those like. word-game haikus on the msby team bus as a way to pass the time when they're traveling to away games LMFAO and it annoys the living daylights out of sakusa bc he's like YOU ALL SUCK WOW.

[karasuhoe2000]

Spent the day at work thinking abt how my f/o’s wouldn’t let these ppl be mean to me

[miyamoratsumuu]

idk if u saw but i think someone working in production for haikyuu (i reblogged the post dont trust me on this) said that the timeskip would be getting animated

yk what that means

timeskip atsumu

YES YES I DID OMG I ABSOLUTELY WENT FERAL ON TWITTER WITH THE RETWEETS 😭😭 AND YEAH TIMSEKIP ATSUMUUUUUAIDBWMDKQHBDKWBS i really do apologize for the person I'll become when I see THE timeskip atsumu u guys 😞 i NEEDDD TOO SEE WHEN HIM AND OIKAWA MEET AND WHEN OSAMU AND AKAASHI MEET PLEASEEJEBDBSNXIQVDJB and AS SOON as I hear atsumu say omi-kun I'm GONE I'll have an instant heart attack my heart won't be able to take it

[miyamoratsumuu]

HE'S SO 😞😞😞 HE'S SO ☹️☹️☹️ HE'S SO 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 AAAAAH I MISS HIM SM

atsumu redraw! rewatched s4 recently & i love him

[stawbeemilk]

⤷ pet names they call their s/o – hq

✩ characters: various

✩ warnings: f!reader

✩ a/n: it's been a long week but i'm back and (finally) off shift, so hopefully i'll be able to get some more writing done soon!!

⭑ babe, baby, sunshine

he's definitely the type of boyfriend who refers to you by pet names more than your actual name. he will call you these with the biggest smile and so much fondness in his eyes, and it literally makes your heart melt every time.

⤷ bokuto, hinata, nishinoya, komi, tendou, inuoka

⭑ sweetheart, darling, gorgeous

ugh he's so charming. he loves to call you these out of nowhere when you're least expecting it, enjoying the way you get all embarrassed and stumble over your words. he always knows exactly how to make your heart flutter and your stomach erupt with butterflies.

⤷ kuroo, akaashi, sugawara, oikawa, fukunaga, hirugami, kai

⭑ pretty girl, doll, princess

he's such a tease, his favourite time to call you these is when you're mad at him because he knows it will catch you off guard and fluster you to no end, regardless of how angry you are. he's so smug about it too, it’s so infuriating but so hot at the same time.

⤷ suna, matsukawa, kyotani, konoha, semi, iwaizumi

⭑ love, my love, my dear

he doesn't call you these all that often, and so when he does it only makes it that much more meaningful. he might not always be the most expressive, but you see the way his gaze softens when he looks at you, and it's clear from that alone just how much he adores you.

⤷ ushijima, daichi, kageyama, aone, sakusa, washio, kita

⭑ bubs, cutie, bunny

he was a little embarrassed about referring to you by pet names at first, but now he finds that they just effortlessly roll off his tongue. he's a sucker for cute and sappy nicknames like these because he thinks they fit you perfectly.

⤷ kenma, yamaguchi, lev, koganegawa, goshiki, komori

⭑ dove, honey, angel

it honestly surprises his friends when they overhear him calling you one of these, because as far as they're concerned it seems so out of character for him. if only they knew what he was like behind closed doors, they'd soon realise just how soft he really is for you.

⤷ yaku, tsukishima, futakuchi, yahaba, daishou, osamu

⭑ hot stuff, sugar, my queen

he's such a simp for you. you can never tell if he's joking or if he's totally serious when he calls you these, but regardless of how much it might make you cringe, you can't deny that you find yourself fighting back a smile at how ridiculous he is.

⤷ tanaka, hanamaki, yamamoto, terushima, atsumu

⤷ please do not repost my works on any other sites!

[kissatsumu]

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ BOYFRIEND TEXTS !!

— random bf texts (atsumu, osamu, kita, aran, suna)

genre: fluff/smau. character x gn reader

notes: idk if this will flop but i thought these were cute! also sorry for the weird formatting lol tumblr limits the amount of pics in 1 post. anyways my requests are open;

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ MIYA ATSUMU

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ SUNA RINTAROU

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ MIYA OSAMU

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ OJIRO ARAN

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ KITA SHINSUKE

notes: tysm for reading!! interactions are appreciated <3 i might make a karasuno or seijoh version so lmk if i should

+ masterlist

[clawsdevour]

hq charas reacting to their inital on your necklace hcs

wc: 0.3k content warning: not proofread, all fluff headcanons!!

𐙚⸝⸝꙳

-the type to immediately notice and start inspecting it the moment they saw it glimmer against the sunlight. Their whole face is lit up realizing that the initial on your necklace is theirs. It totally resets their whole mood for the day, gawking at your sweet gesture.

"IS THIS WHAT I THINK IT IS?? IS IT... IS THIS MY INITAL? ON YOUR NECKLACE?"

charas: hinata shoyo, bokuto koutaro, lev haiba, nishinoya yu

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-the type to notice your new necklace but take a moment to figure out that the initial is theirs. The moment their eyes landed on your necklace, they had thoughts running up and down about its significance until they unlocked the code. Realizing it's their initial, they're all gushy and happy inside.

"Hey.. who's initial is that on your necklace? Is it mine?"

charas: kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei, sakusa kiyoomi, kenma kozume

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-the type to just slightly have figured out what the initial meant. At first glance, they thought it could be related to something like your family, or rather until they noticed that it's the initials of their name. They can't help but fail to hide their contentness.

"New necklace? It's cute. Rather, are those my initials?"

charas: akaashi keiji, kita shinsuke, suna rintarou, ushijima wakatoshi

─

-the type to absolutely start tweaking in happiness. They're giggling under their breath from how delighted they are. Just having their initials is enough to make them realize how important they are in your life and they can't shy away.

"Those are my initials huh? You're too cute!"

charas: kuroo tetsuroo, sugawara koshi, osamu miya, daichi sawamura

─

-the type to definitely know the moment they see your necklace. They're baffled that you'd go out of your way to wear their name on your neck everywhere you go. They're satisfied to know that you love them so much whereas you have a little part of them everywhere you go.

"Oh, those initials look preetty familiar! They're mine aren't they?"

charas: iwaizumi hajime, yaku morisuke, oikawa tooru, atsumu miya

masterlist here

[3lyvshiro]

𐙚 ⋆₊˚ 4:44..ᐟ

suna rintaro and yn ln were perfect for eachother.

It wasnt unusual for people to find suna cold and intimidating. understandably, i mean it wasnt exactly like he was rubbing elbows with everyone.. and his height at the ripe age of 17 did nothing to help.

thats why it didnt surprise suna when atsumu told him of the girls that approached him earlier that day, first years, he mentioned, shyly blushing and asking him if suna-senpai was single.

Atsumu groaned as he retold the story to Suna, muttering about how he had to shut them down for him. He didnt know if they were just unaware, or didnt get the memo, but No, Suna is not single. Suna is very much taken. everyone knows suna was taken. Atsumu grimaced.

He didnt need to wonder why these juniors couldnt just approach him themselves, because he already knew why. anyone who observes suna rintaro can easily tell he was unemotional and standoffish.

Suna is an objectively unnapproachable guy.

That, paired with his girlfriend who was, if possible, a hundred times colder than he was. she's the literal ice queen of inarizaki.

Atsumu thought back to every time he's interacted wih her. It wasnt like she was completely a bitch or something, of course not. But even if she was, he'd rather chop his tongue off than say that to her face. And it wasnt like she was uptight or couldnt joke around or something like that. yn was actually pretty fun. he deduced that from when suna brought her with him on a hangout with the boys, only for him to ditch them to go on a date with her.

from their minimal interactions, atsumu will admit, yn is fun. she's joked around eith him before, and he's seen her playfully poke fun at others. she's just generally intimidating and unnapproachable.

thats why It was easy to assume that the relationship between suna and yn would be bland and lack romance and emotions or whatever.

Many people think that they either treat eachother horribly, or that theyre in a fake relationship. Seeing two of the most standoffish people together, romantically, was bound to raise some eyebrows.

atsumu forgets that not everyone knows the exact story of how suna and yn came to be. People who arent close with suna wouldnt know.

they wouldnt know of how shy and borderline lame suna was, back when he was still crushing on yn.

they wouldnt know of the ratio from suna before yn to suna after yn. he noticably got happier, to the point it was literally so hard not to notice.

they wouldnt know of the massive crush suna had on her. it was the fattest crush ever, and god, they wouldnt even suspect that he was the one between them who texted first, who approached the other first, who made the first move. the guy moved mountains just to get closer to her.

suna rintaro was so ridiculously down bad.

thats why, atsumu was sure. no one knows shit about suna and yn. they can say what they want about the relationship being bland or lacking passion, but only the people most close to suna would know.

only they'd know of how hard he fell for yn.

only they'd know of how passionate suna is for yn.

only they'd know how serious suna is about her.

only theyd be able to see the look he gets in his eyes whenever his eyes are on her.

only they see that- that smile he gets on his face whenever he gets to be with her.

yeeep. atsumu is sure.

suna rintaro is not standoffish. not when he looks at his girl with so many emotions its disgusting. not when all the walls around him crumble down at the sight of his girl. suna may be distant to other people, but its completely different when its her.

the same thing goes for yn too. its not true that shes unemotional because how could she, when she looks at suna like he hung up the stars for her. how could she, when her face absolutely lights up every time she gets to be with her boyfriend?

yn ln is not unapproachable. how could she be, when she managed to get suna rintaro to make the first move on her, to text her first, to take the lead in their relationship?

suna and yn are a match made in heaven.

hey peanuts 💓back w my suna x cold!reader agenda@#?#? omg the gap between this post and my last post

and if u enjoyed, pls dont forget to reblog! comments, feedback and reblogs are always so so so appreciated!!!🤍🤍🤍

[struwberrii]

haikyuu!! playlists ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

here are some links to playlists i made for the haikyuu guysヽ(^◇^*)/ updating soon with more characters !!

༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚

karasuno

noyas playlist

kiyokos playlist

yamaguchis playlist

sugawaras playlist

tsukishimas playlist

nekoma

kenmas playlist

kuroos playlist

aoba johsai

oikawas playlist

iwaizumis playlist

fukurodani

akaashis playlist

emo bokutos playlist

bokutos playlist

shiratorizawa

semis playlist

ushijimas playlist

tendous playlist

inarizaki

sunas playlist

atsumus playlist

osamus playlist

itachiyama

sakusas playlist

[seoulmatez]

— 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝓂𝑜𝓅𝑜𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓃 ౨ৎ

miya atsumu x f!reader. 3.1k wc. ﾉ all characters are 21+ ﾉ nsfw ( MDNI! ) ﾉ bartender!atsumu ﾉ college au ﾉ dubcon ( via alcohol consumption ) ﾉ mentions of f!masturbation ﾉ fingering ﾉ cunnilingus ﾉ protected sex ( but mentions of creampie ) ﾉ repost from an old blog!

bartender!atsumu who only picked up the job because he thought the extra cash would be nice—after all, tuition is expensive. and it’s easy—making tips that is. he’s not ashamed to admit that ladies and men alike are naturally drawn to him. all he has to do to ensure that the women who frequent the establishment leave behind a generous amount of cash is send them a couple of flirty winks and tell ‘em how pretty their makeup is. it’s just as easy with his male patrons; nod along and mumble a “yeah man” every now and then and he’s sure to go home with more than he makes in his hourly wage for the night. he never puts too much thought into his behavior or lets his attention linger on any certain person for too long, that is, until you come along.

bartender!atsumu who’s rendered speechless when he turns around to tend to your call. the glass he’s working to dry off nearly slips from his hold before he regains his composure. it’s silly—letting down his guard like that, and so easily, too—but anyone would if they found themselves in his position. even under the dim lights, he can tell that you’re beautiful. there’s a playful sparkle in your eye and he can’t help but hone in on the glossy lip you have pulled between your teeth. he has to remind himself where he is and what he’s meant to be doing. a charming smile quickly finds its way to his face as he slings the cloth over his shoulder and asks what he can get for you.

bartender!atsumu who pulls out all of his best tricks to leave a lasting impression on you. sure, he’ll show off every now and then for other customers, but it’s always mindless—muscle memory. with you on the other side of the counter, he feels the need to make an active effort in his display of flair. spinning and flipping bottles by the neck and tossing ice cubes from one mixer to another warrants cheers from patrons across the bar. throughout all of it, not a single drop of liquid hits the surface between you. when he slides you the product of his labor—the well-crafted cosmopolitan—you clap for the little show he put on just for you. it’s hard to ignore his erratic heartbeat and the way the tips of his ears heat up at your praise. he’s almost disappointed when you don’t stick around at the bar, taking the drink and wandering off to regroup with your friends. he’s almost disappointed because before you part ways, you turn around and smile at him—a smile he knows he’ll never be able to forget.

bartender!atsumu who spends the majority of his shift thinking about how much he wants to hike up that pretty dress of yours—not that it needs to be tugged up significantly higher; it’s already quite short as is. it makes him wonder who you’re trying to look so sexy for. he’s just some employee at the club you frequent but embers of irritation simmer from within at the thought of you dressing up for anyone else but him. he’s able to reel himself back in—escape from the grasp of the green-eyed monster—by finding solace in other thoughts like what kind of panties you have hidden beneath the skimpy fabric. are you wearing any at all? it takes the impatient snapping from an annoyed customer who has been trying to get his attention for atsumu to snap out of it, but his mind always wanders back to you.

bartender!atsumu who quickly learns to look forward to weekends when he knows he’ll be able to see you. it’s a shame that he can only expect you on the most lively days when he’s the busiest, but despite his hectic workload, he still finds time to steal fleeting glances of you dancing with your friends. he’s shocked when he looks up to find you and you’re already staring back at him. did you feel his gaze on you? he thought he was being subtle but you seem to have caught on quickly. and instead of ignoring him, instead of spinning around falling back into the rhythm of the music, you stray from the bunch, pushing past the sea of sweaty bodies until you’re sliding onto the stool right in front of him. you order your usual cosmopolitan and sit back while he prepares it. this time is different from the others, though, because this time, you stay.

bartender!atsumu who uses the dumb party trick he perfected over multiple frat parties to impress you—cherry stem tying. it’s silly and childish but when you ask him if he could, he can’t come up with a valid reason not to show you. and maybe he shouldn’t be using bar inventory for personal affairs—he never has in the past—but you seem to draw out a side of him that he’s unfamiliar with, one where he hangs on your every word. feeling your intent gaze on his lips as he works his tongue to loop the thin stalk around itself is nearly enough to make him lose focus—fumble. when he sticks his tongue out the reveal the tight knot, you let out an exaggerated gasp; almost as if he’d been lying when he told you he could do it easily. he smirks, you know what they say about it; anyone who can is surely a good kisser. nothing could have prepared him for your response; maybe i should test to see if it’s true myself.

bartender!atsumu who thinks that he’s never felt more frustrated in his life than he does at this very moment. and sure, maybe he shouldn’t be openly flirting with patrons while on the clock, but is the world truly cruel enough to cut your interaction short just before he’s able to see if you’re bluffing? it’s unfair to blame the unfortunate turn of events on the world when the real culprit is standing right beside you. he figures it must be one of your friends, though, he can’t be sure considering you’re the only face he can pick out in a crowd. one thing he is 100% sure about is that the girl clinging onto your arm and telling you that she’s ready to go is a major cockblock. he has no right to feel as annoyed as he does when you give in to the woman’s request, pulling out your purse to pay the tab. the feeling doesn’t fade when you lay out the amount you owe and more because he doesn’t want money from you, he wants something else. but, to his surprise, the crisp bills aren’t the only thing you leave for him on the counter; a napkin soaked through with ink scrawling out a sequence of ten numbers and a messy heart accompanies the cash. he looks up to meet your eye and before your friend drags you away, you’re able to disclose your intentions; text me when your shift is over.

bartender!atsumu who thanks his lucky stars that his coworker who was scheduled to take care of closing shows up on time. he’s never been more eager to ditch his waist apron and get from behind the counter. ideally, he’d stop at home to freshen up, to wash off the sticking scent of liquor and sweat. but when he shoots you the message that he’s free for the night and you respond by sending him an address, making a detour to his place is the last thing he wants to do. and he thinks, what’s the point if he’s going to end up needing another shower later anyway? so instead of making a left a the light that would take him home, he follows the directions the gps spouts and turns right.

bartender!atsumu who feels like his heart might just beat out of his chest as he raps his knuckles against your door. he’s not usually so self-conscious before hook-ups but something about you makes him nervous. and not in a negative sense, no, not at all. it’s difficult to describe—what’s different about this time compared to the others, but a nagging thought in the back of his head tells him that he knows exactly what it is. something sets you apart from the others and deep down, he knows that at some point, lust has grown from an inkling of something more.

bartender!atsumu who certainly doesn’t expect to see you in the same dress from earlier when you finally swing the door open. he swallows the lump in his throat to keep from gaping. it’s pathetic, he thinks, being so out of sorts when he’d seen you in that very outfit only a couple of hours ago but the light emanating throughout your living room was much brighter than those in the club—he can see much more now. he can see the way the color of the fabric compliments your skin. he can see that the dress is abundantly tighter than he thought—it hugs the curves of your hips and contours your breasts. he would have ogled your body longer if it wasn’t for your arm on his bicep, ushering him into your apartment. it’s embarrassing how that little touch can cause his blood to rush south and leave his pants feeling uncomfortably tight.

bartender!atsumu who can’t hide how stunned he is at the fact that your lips are touching his. they’re soft, even softer than they look. once he’s over his initial shock, his hands find their way to your waist and he kisses you back. it’s dizzying and he wants to blame it on the lingering taste of vodka and cranberry but he knows that’s not it—you’re intoxicating. the slow pace of the kiss shifts when your tongue runs along his lower lip in a plea for him to let you in. he obeys, parting his lips. your tongue swirls and dances with his, pressing so hard into his mouth that your teeth nearly clash against his. he’s lightheaded and his brain is telling him he needs air but all he thinks he needs right now is you. he has to physically refrain himself from whimpering when you pull away, a string of saliva following you. it breaks when you boost yourself up on the tips of your toes so that your mouth is right beside his ear. the warmth of your breath tickles and he would have flinched if it wasn’t for the single word you whispered: bedroom.

bartender!atsumu who finally, finally gets to do what he’s been thinking about for the past few weeks. your restlessness is palpable as he slowly unzips your dress. he pushes the straps aside and presses a light kiss to each of your shoulders before gripping either side of the dress, tugging it down to reveal your tits. he watches as your nipples pebble at the exposure to the cool air. he’s tempted to roll one between his fingers, to pop one in his mouth, but he doesn’t. he has more pressing matters to attend to. your dress drags lower and lower, displaying more and more skin with each yank. he’s kneeling now, face-to-face with your crotch as he continues to pull the dress down your body. the fabric hits the floor and he almost laughs to himself—you weren’t wearing any panties.

bartender!atsumu who gently nudges you back so that you’re lying comfortably on the bed. he pushes your knees apart so he can get a good look at you. and if you had been wearing panties, you surely would have soaked through them. had you been touching yourself before he arrived? were you so needy that you couldn’t wait for him? or maybe the heated kiss from down the hall was enough to turn you on to the point of nearly dripping. regardless of what had gotten you so wet, he sucks in a breath at the sight. his fingers draw up to spread your glistening lips apart and a thin layer of your essence is left behind on them. everything in him is telling him to stick the fingers in his mouth so he could get a taste but he holds back. if he’s going to taste you, he has to do so properly.

bartender!atsumu who can’t help but moan into your sex when his tongue flattens and runs up the slit, only stopping when he meets the nub of nerves at your apex. he flicks it with his tongue and huffs out a short laugh at the surprised gasp that slips past your lips. your reaction encourages him to continue and he does until he catches sight of your hole clenching around nothing. he’s not quite ready to come up from between your legs but he isn’t so inhumane that he’d leave you hanging. one of his hands abandons its place on your thigh, two fingers collecting your slick before pushing into your gummy walls. 

it’s lewd—the sound that fills the room as his fingers rhythmically pump in and out of you, his mouth latched and sucking on your clit. when you begin to squirm and whimper, a telltale sign of your impending orgasm, his tongue and fingers trade places. he’d much rather feel you come in his mouth. his wet muscle delves into your dripping cunt while his thumb presses circles against the sensitive nub. your legs tighten around his head and your hands frantically tug at his hair as you continue to climb the stairs to your climax. the taut coil in your tummy finally snaps, drawing a shaky gasp from your throat. your back arches as pleasure washes over you, the man between your thighs still languidly lapping at your folds.

bartender!atsumu who pulls himself away from your cunt to reveal the mess of spit and your release left behind on the lower half of his face. you’re still lying on your back when you speak up, telling him you’d like to return the favor. and while the thought of you on your knees, eyes wide and peering up at him as your lips work his cock is one that’s undeniably enticing, the man doesn’t think he can wait any longer. and you don’t explicitly say so, but he’s sure that neither his tongue nor his fingers are enough to satiate you. 

undressing is a blur that comes and goes quickly—his shirt gets tossed somewhere on the floor and his belt doesn’t make it out of the loops before his slacks and boxers are pushed down to and off his feet. his heavy, hard cock slaps against his stomach the moment it’s freed from its confines. the tip is a rosy shade of red and leaking with precum. you must have busied yourself while he was ridding himself of his clothes because when he looks up to ask whether you have protection, you’re already holding a small, shiny foil square out to him. he accepts the condom, carefully tearing open the foil with his teeth. he gives himself a few swift strokes before sheathing his length with the rubber and sending you a look that silently asks for confirmation.

bartender!atsumu who pushes himself past your tight ring of muscles, slowly, inch by inch with a low groan, his hold tensing on your waist the deeper he reaches. you whine at the stretch—he makes you feel so full, stuffed to the brink. his generosity doesn’t go unnoticed—stilling so you can adjust to his size—but you need more and you tell him so by wriggling restlessly. he smiles at your impatience, caressing your sides with his thumbs before withdrawing, only to forcefully drive into you. the moan you let out is near-pornographic and you have no time to recover from the particularly powerful thrust before he’s setting an unrelenting tempo. it’s simultaneously too much and not enough and even though you’re too fucked out to decipher what you’re saying, you’re sure the indecipherable babbles are begs for more. and as much as he’d like to comply, rutting his hips comes as a difficult task when your walls are clenching around him so tightly. 

so, instead, he settles for bringing a thumb down to your swollen clit, pressing harsh circles against the sensitive bud. the extra stimulation sends you over the edge, your eyes rolling back and tremors racking throughout your body as a result of your orgasm. and he almost comes with you, his hips desperately rocking into you as he chases his high. his thrusts are sloppy and rushed, hushed moans accompanying the lewd squelching that echoes throughout the room. it only takes a few more deep plunges before he’s stilling and sucking in a sharp breath, his seed spilling into the condom.

bartender!atsumu who struggles to catch his breath as he pulls his softened cock out of you. it’s a shame, really, seeing his cum pooled in a condom instead of oozing out of you. thoughts of what it would be like to fuck you raw invade his mind. what would it feel to be swallowed by your warmth, to feel your arousal soaking his length? how much better would your uncontrollable spasms feel without the protective barrier between you? would you be able to take it if he decided to fuck his cum back into you until he came again? the image alone is fuel that goes straight to his cock, his erection hardening once more. despite wanting nothing more than to find the answer to all of his questions, he’s content tying up the rubber and disposing of it in the waste bin beside your bed. he isn’t so satisfied at the realization that it’s time for him to leave.

bartender!atsumu who forces himself to bury the giddy feeling that threatens to show on his face when you reach out for him and tell him he can stay. he’s had a long night, you explain; where’s the harm in letting him sleep over? and he knows that that’s probably all you mean by it, but he can’t help but feel as though maybe, just maybe, this is a step in the right direction. maybe that nagging thought from before wasn’t so far off, maybe you want him as much as he wants you.

bartender!atsumu who has no idea that you’ve already saved his number in your phone with every intention of seeing him again.

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[chrollogy]

𐙚 YUE’S MASTERLIST

notes: MDNI. this isn’t a complete list of my works, drabbles/thirsts can be found under my brainrot tag. divider: cafekitsune.

—this post includes writings for the following fandoms: Haikyuu!!, Genshin Impact, Hunter x Hunter, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Obey Me!

HAIKYUU!!

From Me To You Miya Atsumu (short series)

synopsis: A spontaneous winter break trip to Shizuoka with your friends strains your sanity as you try to keep your uncontrollable feelings for Miya Atsumu at bay.

tags: college au, requited unrequited love, mutual pining, fluff, angst, light smut

Limelight Miya Atsumu (short series)

synopsis: An inebriated one night stand in the City of Love with a mystery man loops you into the shackles of a chaotic scandal after finding out that he’s a professional volleyball player for the MSBY Black Jackals, and also a part of the men’s national olympic volleyball team. This wouldn’t be a huge problem if the tabloids didn’t stir up rumours about your relationship with a co-artist months prior. Now, the media thinks you’re a cheater.

With your reputation on the line as Japan’s treasured artist, you’re forced to navigate through the ropes of publicity stunts with Miya Atsumu—acting like a make-believe sugary couple under the watchful gaze of newshounds, and observant fans until the scandal dies down. It’s all strictly business until feelings get involved.

tags: fake dating au, pop artist!reader, requited unrequited love, mutual pining, fluff, angst, explicit smut

Signed: Lovesick Fool Iwaizumi Hajime (mini series)

synopsis: After a sudden realisation that you’re in love with your best friend, you use the university confessions page as an outlet for your feelings which draws the attention of the campus. But as you write more, Iwaizumi can’t help but connect the dots, soon coming to a conclusion that he’s the topic of the recent popular anonymous confessions.

OR, All it takes are three anonymous love confessions for Iwaizumi Hajime to figure out that they’re about him.

tags: college au, friends to lovers, mutual pining, fluff

Just A Little Longer Miya Atsumu

synopsis: The moment Atsumu asked you to come over, he knew he was hopelessly in love with you, especially after stupidly confessing his true feelings mid-orgasm. Though, he couldn’t help but lie about it just to keep you, even for a little longer.

tags: friends with benefits, unrequited feelings, hurt/no comfort, explicit smut, angst

Eighteen Thousand Kilometres Oikawa Tooru

synopsis: Your high school lover suddenly breaks up with you to chase his career in another continent. Ten years later, you unexpectedly bump into him, and feelings that were once buried with time resurface once again but you know better than to let it consume you.

tags: ex lover!oikawa, breakup, angst, hurt/no comfort, light smut

A Lover’s Unwritten Script Kuroo Tetsurou

synopsis: A-list actor, Kuroo Tetsurou—your ex lover—is still shamelessly in love with you. It doesn’t help how the intimate scenes you film together feels like a trip down to memory lane where you held each other’s hearts in the past. Despite Kuroo’s best efforts to keep the bubbling feelings at bay, he shamelessly bares the truth that lay inside his heart during a private rehearsal with you—in hopes to rekindle the once passionate relationship you two shared.

tags: actor au, ex-lover!kuroo, implied breakup, mutual pining, exes to lovers, light angst, explicit smut, fluff

Sunset Dreams Kageyama Tobio

synopsis: The tall, raven-haired surf instructor catches your attention during a private surfing lesson with your friends but due to circumstances, there was no space for small talk. Later that afternoon, you cross paths once again at a beach club—a sign from the universe to grab the opportunity, and get to know him better. This quickly leads to a turn of events where you both end up naked in bed, and eager to explore each other’s bodies but there’s just one thing though, he’s a virgin.

tags: beach au, surf instructor!/surfer!kageyama, alcohol use, beach romance, explicit smut, virginity loss (m)

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GENSHIN IMPACT

Epitome of Sin Zhongli, Neuvillette

synopsis: Neuvillette doesn’t know why he agreed to such a brazen proposal from his lover—that is, to sit and watch while the ex-Geo Archon shamelessly takes you for his pleasure.

tags: cuckolding, explicit smut, masturbation (m)

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HUNTER X HUNTER

My Turn Hisoka Morow

synopsis: Hisoka turns into a complete mess all because of a strap on.

tags: pegging/use of strap on, bottom!hisoka, top!reader, porn without plot, explicit smut

The Cost Of Devotion Chrollo Lucilfer

synopsis: When Chrollo Lucilfer is assigned to go undercover, and kill a billionaire’s daughter, he finds himself breaking the most sacred rule of the underworld—that there should be no feelings involved. The consequences of his actions backs Chrollo into a corner where he has to choose between fulfilling his job or following his heart at a risky price.

tags: undercover assassin!chrollo, bodyguard!chrollo, billionaire’s daughter!reader, dark content, angst, hurt/no comfort, major character death, soft smut

Seconds Away From Insanity Chrollo Lucilfer

synopsis: Cockwarming Chrollo, ‘nuff said.

tags: cockwarming, unprotected sex, creampie, porn without plot, explicit smut

Silken Web Chrollo Lucilfer, Hisoka Morow

synopsis: Hisoka’s ‘generosity’ allows Chrollo to fuck you in front of him after he’s seen the way the latter has looked at you. Though, the redhead cannot help but join in on the fun despite being the cuck—he has his ways, he always does.

tags: cuckolding (hisoka), voyeurism, threesome, unprotected sex, creampie, anal (f), edging, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, porn without plot, explicit smut

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JUJUTSU KAISEN

Moon Tie Geto Suguru

synopsis: During a private session with your rigger—Suguru Getou—you tell him to tie you up naked, and it takes all his professionalism not to take you right then and there.

tags: rigger!geto, bottom!reader, exhibitionism, japanese bondage (shibari/kinbaku), semi-public sex, explicit smut

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OBEY ME!

The Act of Spite Satan, Lucifer

synopsis: The Avatar of Wrath knows just what would infuriate the prideful demon the most—that is, fucking you against the door to Lucifer’s secret office, all while he’s inside it.

tags: exhibitionism, established relationship with Satan, semi-public sex, explicit smut, masturbation (m)

More, More, More Mammon

synopsis: One orgasm is never enough for Mammon, he’s greedy for it. Well, he’s the Avatar of Greed after all. He lives up to the name, of course, proudly so.

tags: explicit smut, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, demon fucking, cum eating

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© chrollogy | don’t repost/translate my works.

[sanemistar]

𐙚 a letter has arrived to: @haechansbbg

𐙚 from: atsumu

dear enayat

i’ve been thinkin’ of you all day, i miss ya so bad. i wish i could have you in my arms right now and cuddle with you all day. i miss holding your hands and feelin’ your warm touch. i hate being away from ya like this, it’s so lonely here without you. i can’t wait to come back to you after i win this upcoming game. i promise i’ll try my best to present the trophy to you, so keep your eyes on your lovely boyfriend, yeah? until then, please wait for me patiently, i’ll be back as soon as possible cuz i want you to be the first person i see when i get back. love you so much!

yours sincerely,

atsumu miya

ps: this was an old req from before i reached 500 EVENT CLOSED

[miyamoratsumuu]

ahahah the work i was talking abt is this but like i very vaguely remember that a lot of people were doing aesthetics/moodboards around that time

but 😞😞😞 don't be stressed for ur project u'll do great 👍👍👍👍

have cupcakes 🧁🧁

AH YEAH IT WAS A DIFFERENT ONE TT (but suna's part in your post though🛐🛐🛐 mirror selfies are my forte, I love him too much I swear)

yes yes I had an idea that those kinds of posts were done a while ago so I thought no one would pay mind to when I posted those the other day so hey imagine my surprise when people actually read it (and liked it??? I hope???) BWAGHSBHAHAHA

Hehe thankyouu, I'm only starting to work on it rn and so far I'm just wishing myself the best 🫂

I love cupcakes it's unexplainable HERE HAVE MY LOVE!! ❤️❤️❤️