#Satori Tendou x plus size reader

[virtual-bunny]

feeling bad today so i just want to let you all know that HE loves your stomach, HE loves laying on it and grabbing it. HE loves your little double chin and HE loves your back handles

the HE’S in question:

Toji Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Itadori Yuuji, Nanami Kento, Izuku Midoriya, Keigo Takami, Katsuki Bakugo, Touya Todoroki, Jean Kirsten, Connie Springer, Eren Jaeger, Reiner Braun, Armin Arlert, Kotaro Bokuto, Koshi Suguwara, Daichi Sawamura, Tsukishima Kei, Tetsuro Kuroo, Yu Nishinoya, Asahi Azumane, Kenma Kozume, Satori Tendou, Atsumu Miya, Suna Rintaro, Reigen Arataka, Joskue Higashikata, Joseph Joestar, and many more

[samoankpoper21]

MTL to date a plus size person - Shiratorizawa Academy

A/N: This is a REPOST!! I didn't like how the first one came out so I decided to revamp, rewrite, and edit, edit, edit this post. Took me forever but we finally made it y'all 🥲 Again these are based off of my opinion/what my gut fupa tells me 🤣 I am also writing from a chubby!/plus size! POC reader POV. All of them are aged up/of legal consenting age. Also in celebration of the fact that the Haikyuu! movie hit theaters in the USA yesterday!! Enjoy~!!

Content Warnings: some cursing, suggestive smut, fat shaming if you squint really hard, small mention of someone attempting to unalive themselves

Ushijima Wakatoshi: I don't know why but I FEEL IN MY GUT that this mans loves him some THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIQQQQQQQQQQ women. He's a big boi so he loves him a thiccccc partner. He loves squeezing your love handles and playing with your thighs, it's his stress reliever. The softness of your skin when he kneads it with his rough, course hands instantly relaxes him. You got cellulite? He doesn't care. Got stretch marks? Baby he'll kiss and trace 'em. Fupa? UGH HE LOVES THE PUDGE. One thing he cannot stand is how sometimes you let society's beauty standards dictate whether he should be with you, he finds it frustrating how you get lost in your head and start comparing yourself to the women you see via ig. He's always encouraged you letting you know IF your weight really bothered you then he would continue to support you by being your gym partner. Regardless please let this man continue to support you physically and emotionally because he will. The sound of the TV only served as background noise, Wakatoshi's head nestled on your tummy as your left fingers ran through his hair, your right hand holding your phone. You were scrolling through instagram a flurry of women similar in age popping up on your feed toting their tiny waist, wide hips, huge tits, and even bigger ass. Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! It was Wakatoshi's dm's going off. Staring in amusement at his sleeping form you chuckled. How could he sleep through all of that? Switching into his account you figured maybe it was Tendou sending him pictures from Paris. He had tons of unopened messages from women, his requests way past 50+. The most recent sender caught your eye, your eyebrow arching up, a slight frown forming. It was from a former classmate named Hana, your memories of her unpleasant. Regardless of the fact that she knew you and Wakatoshi were together in high school she still tried to get him alone, persuading him how much of a better partner she would be instead of you. Back then Wakatoshi just ignored her blatantly telling her, "I'm with Y/N." You clicked on her profile silently gasping; you hated to admit it but she looked amazing, her pictures garnering thousands of likes and comments. Most of her profile were pics of her showing of her "natural body" from working out, the men in her comments thirsty. You tried to switch back to your account but the phone slipped causing you to quickly catch it before it hit your face. Letting out a sigh of relief you glanced at your screen semi panicked, you had just opened Hana's message. >>Wakatoshiiiiiiiii (7:35:06PM) >>Wakatoshi heeeeeeeyyyyy (7:35:10PM) >>I'm talking to you (7:35:20PM) >>I know you see my messages Toshi-kun (7:35:40PM) >>Wow you're really going to ignore me? (7:36PM) >>You're really going to ignore me for that fat bitch 🤣 (7:36:15PM) >>She doesn't' deserve you (7:36:25PM) >>You deserve to be with a REAL woman (7:36:40PM) >>Sends tit pic (7:37PM) >>Like what you see baby? (7:37:20PM) >>Let me take care of you like a real woman should (7:37:35PM)

Love? you hadn't realized Wakatoshi stir in his sleep. "O-oh Ushijima." He frowned at the use of his family name, noticing you averting his gaze. "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to it's just your notifications kept going off like crazy and I thought it was Tendou sending you something-" Wakatoshi gently peeled the phone away from your hand peering at the screen, his frown deepening. He sighed typing out his reply: 'Hana, I do not appreciate you sending me such pictures and calling the love of my life, my wife, 'fat'. I suggest you take anti-harassment classes or cyber bullying classes. Don't ever reach out to me again. P.S. A real woman knows that she doesn't always have to resort to using her body to get a man." After he sent that to her, he blocked her, closed his eyes, and deeply sighed. "Ushijima, are you...are you mad at me?"

"I can never be mad at you love. Frustrated, yes. You aren't calling me by my first name or the other names you call me."

"O-oh." you nervously chuckled. He sat up pulling you against him so that you were straddling him, his hard cock pressing into your clothed pussy causing you to gasp. His hands were softly running up and down your thighs, he leaning forward so that your foreheads touched. "Y/N," his gruff baritone voice called out. "I only have eyes for you. I just wish you saw yourself the way I see you."

"I do baby! It's just that sometimes," he shifted his hips causing a delicious friction taking your breath away making it hard to concentrate. "I-I get discouraged when I see -ngh- pics like that." He was kissing the sensitive spot on your neck that he knew would make you weak, submit to his desires. His right hand was squeezing and kneading your thigh, the left gripping your ass. "You are all I need. Rolls and all. I wouldn't have it any other way." Chuckling you kissed the tip of his nose, Wakatoshi's hips never faltering in the way it rolled against your aroused cunt. "I love you Toshi." "I love you too."

Tendo Satori: There's something aesthetically pleasing when you see a big girl/guy with a skinny/lean/muscular partner 😊 It just works okay? Again I feel it in my gut that this man LOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVEEESSS THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIQQQQQQQ WOMEN 😊 He's had to learn/adapt on his own to ignore the scrutinizing, judgmental stares due to him being a monster he has a monster cock there's no persuading me of otherwise so when he meets you being confident in your skin and owning the fact that yes you are "fat" he can't help but fall for you. ⚠️UNINTENTIONAL MANGA SPOILER⚠️ Satori becomes a chocolatier in Paris. When it comes to sex he's mid key heavy on the food play: he loves drizzling chocolate, white chocolate, whipped cream, or caramel on his partner's thighs, tits, and tummy; loves watching you squirm as you watch him slowly lick all the sticky, sweet ingredients off his favorite meal. "Ma chérie," he purred. "I made a new recipe and would love for you to try it."

"Of course love. You know I can never resist your chocolates. What's the occasion?"

"Valentine's Day is around the corner and the baker wanted me to create a small chocolate snack with a...punch." Punch? Knowing Satori he wouldn't outright tell you what that 'punch' was. "I hope you're not trying to kill me this time love."

"Never that ma douce," He kissed the top of your head as he set a saucer of small, dainty, assorted chocolate squares in front of you. "Enjoy." He smirked. Taking the milk chocolate you popped it into your mouth savoring the sweetness as it melted; you popped a dark chocolate square moaning as the sweet, strawberry jelly like custard gushed into your mouth. "Mmmmmmm mon bébé these are sooooooo goooood."

"Careful now love," He cooed with his back turned to you. "Those are aphrodisiacs." You nearly spit out the third piece you were on. Fuck it. "Is it working?" He asked shyly. You couldn't deny the embarrassing amount of wetness that was gathering in between your legs, your body heat rapidly rising. "Love?" Your quietness caused him to worry, turning around to find that you were no longer sitting at the table, your shared bedroom door slightly open. "Love?" Poking his head inside slightly he smirked to find you panting, lying on the bed naked with your legs spread, your sweet essence already dripping on the sheets. "Oh lo lo lo, so it works hmm?"

"If you don't shut up and fuck me right now Tori."

"Of course mon petit monstre."

Semi Eita: I'm not gon lie I kept overlooking this man but my gut kept going back to him. I am convinced that this man likes his women chubby 😊 Random but I saw this youtube short where they were simping over Semi's hands and I have not been the same since 🤣 His aloof nature allows him to tell people off when they disrespect you or if he feels that you are uncomfortable; however his aloofness is also his downfall sometimes 😅

Admittedly you didn't have the typical build of a body guard, standing at 5', 2" weighing at 250 pounds the academy doubted you: how can this fat chick be able to protect someone? Will she be able to withstand and withhold big crowds? You proved that despite your short height and heavy build you were strong, resilient; the academy calling you Little Ox. The academy had assigned you and 2 other male guards, Yuuji and Rito, to assist a famous band, the lead singer scoffing at you. "This puny thing is supposed to keep the crazy fans away?"

"Don't doubt her Kaku-san" your teammate Yuuji defended. "She has skill and talent, made it fair and square like the rest of us."

"Tch. Just make sure she doesn't get lost in the sea of fans." Resisting the urge to roll your eyes, you took note of the shaved headed drummer named Namio, the long haired bassist Kouki and the stoic, handsome, guitarist Semi with headphones around his neck.

As the band made their way through the airport from South Korea, fans immediately swarmed towards them pushing and shoving trying to get through. One intimidating look from you and an extension of your arm caused the fans to slow down, Kaku's eyebrow raised. Yuuji flanking from the back smirked at Kaku's reaction. That reaction was short lived as you noticed an individual moving at an intense speed towards the group from your direction. "Little ox!" Yuuji yelled. Everything happened in a blur: you hit the assailant's forearm knocking the knife out of their grasp, pulled them towards you, threw them over you shoulder slamming their body down, your knee to their back twisting their arm pinning it. Everything went quiet except for the assailant's labored breathing. "Let me go! Let me go!" he screamed.

"Y-N chan! Are you ok?" Rito asked.

"I'm fine. Oi!" you gently slapped the side of the assailant's head. "I'm giving you one minute to explain yourself. After the minute is up I will break your arm."

"I'm not talking to you! You just got lucky to catch me!" Your hold on his arm tightened and twisted further as you continued to count down. "59...58...57...56...55..." the assailant screamed, cursing at how you're hurting him.

"L-let him go." Kaku pleaded. Kaku shivered at the cold, distant expression you gave him. "45...44...43...42...41...40..." She truly is a monster Kaku thought to himself.

"29...28...27...26...25"

"Aaaaaaaaaaagggghhhhh! This is all Kaku's fault!"

"Oh?"

"Ever since that stupid guy announced he was dating that celebrity my sister has been so depressed! Are you really okay with one of your fans dying?!"

"Oi, did Kaku-san hold a gun to your sister's head and tell her to die? You think hurting this man will help your sister? She needs professional help. You're just trying to find someone else to blame because you don't want to help. Stop living like this." The man broke down sobbing, you sighing. "Rito -."

"Security's beside you Little Ox." Turning slightly you nodded your head easing off of the sobbing man, grateful that Rito, a man of few words, was always a step ahead.

"Y-Y/N-san-" Kaku began."

"Please refrain from intervening. That'll make my and your job easier. You asked whether I was able to protect you guys, withstand a crowd? This is enough proof right?"

"Y-yes."

"Rito! Yuuji!"

"Yes!"

"Let's continue shall we?" the walk to the van was quiet, Semi taking note of your full figure: your blazer a bit tight around your middle section, the way your love handles poked out, your ass sticking out of your black slacks. He sensed the dominant aura emanating from you the moment he laid eyes on you but found it thrilling to experience how much of a hold you had over your teammates. Semi isn't one to be submissive but he knew you could be submissive and that made the blood rush to his cock. He couldn't help as his imagination ran wild: you laying on his bed panting in all your naked glory, your tummy scrunching up, begging him to fuck you; Semi's long, thick, calloused fingers from years of playing guitar thrusting into your glistening cunt; Semi grabbing your hips slowly thrusting into you from behind as you pleaded with him to fuck you faster, harder. He needed release.

As the weeks went by Semi would observe you silently: admiring the way you carried yourself, how analytical and precise you were when it came to ensuring the venue they were performing at was safe and that no one could get through. He found himself drawn to you, falling for you. One day before a music show performance Semi found that his feelings for you were overflowing, bubbling over; that if he didn't express how he felt then and now he would go insane. Pulling you to the nearest staircase he trapped you between his arms, your eyebrow arching. "Mr. Semi, why are you trapping me in between your arms like so?"

"If I don't do this now I know I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

"What are you-"

"I like you." You could feel your face heating up as a million thoughts swept through your mind: was I that obvious? Did he catch on? I thought I was being careful with my facial expressions? Did I stare at him too long? His thumb swiped at your cheek bringing you out of your reverie. "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Biting your lip, tears threatening to spill over, fists clenched, you answered. "Semi-san, if you're only teasing me then I suggest you stop. This is going too far."

"I'm not." He firmly set. Looking up you saw the unwavering emotion in his eyes. You still couldn't believe that Semi had feelings for you, he never showed the slightest bit of interest; always politely saying good morning and making sure to let you pass first, you getting a whiff of his cologne. "But I'm..." you carefully whispered.

"Huh?"

"I'm bigger than you."

"So?"

"You don't mind?"

"I could care less if you're bigger than me. I fell for you not your body." Letting a moment of silence pass he asked, "Wait...do you not like me back?"

"No, no I'm sorry. I do. I like you. A lot."

Reon Ohira: Much like Semi Semi I struggled (I wasn't trying to be biased what with the community/culture I grew up around). He's literally the fine, thin line holding one from crossing into the least likely to date a plus sized individual - it may be because the anime doesn't really focus on him 🥲 or the fact that I don't know much about him 🥲😅 If I'm wrong please tell me 😅 In regards to Reon it's a loud, low hum when it comes to him; like I feel that he would appreciate the fluffiness of a plus sized individual. He's known to be the person to calm the team down/center them so I can imagine that his partner would be a little feisty in comparison to him.

Standing in line for a funnel cake you and your husband Reon Ohira were merely enjoying each other's company, conversation ebbing and flowing smoothly. Standing on your tiptoes you pouted. "Babeeee," you whined. "What's taking so long?"

"Well hunn we're at a carnival. There's bound to be a long line for sweets." He pecked your forehead and continued to stare ahead. Taking this time your eyes slowly swept over his features: prominent brows, sharp nose, pointed ears, tanned skin, the veins snaking down his forearm, the intricate design of it on his hands always turned you on. You were about to stand on your tiptoes again to whisper something raunchy until a hard bump against your shoulder caused you to stumble. Turning quickly to catch the offender you yell out, "Hey!" Ohira, arms snaking around your plump waist already trying to steer you in, calm you down. The man turned around to stare at you blankly, phone in hand. "Maybe you should get off your phone while walking."

"Sorry. Must'n have seen ya."

"How the hell you miss my big ass?"

"Babe," Ohira hissed. The man smirked and agreed. "You're right, how could've I missed someone taking up so much space?" Ohira lengthened to full height booming, "I don't appreciate you talking to my wife like that. I understand that you have your own preferences but disrespecting my wife is unacceptable." The murmurings of the crowd caused the man to feel uncomfortable, his face turning beet red. "Tch." He swiveled around and stomped off. "Are you okay love?"

"You know I coulda handled it."

"Absolutely not. Someone disrespects you they're disrespecting me."

"Okay daddy." You smirked knowing the effect that word alone had on him. Feigning innocence you snaked your arms around Ohira's waist, making sure to press your boobs against the lower part of his chest tightly so that it would push up against him, looking up at him with doe eyes. He groaned when he saw how big your eyes were. "Behave bunny." he warned.

"What are you talking about? I am behaving." You pressed yourself tighter to him pouting, making sure to "adjust" your chest, Ohira's grip on your waist tightening. "Do I need to fuck that attitude out of you bunny? Smirking you answered with, "After we get that damn funnel cake."

[abbythewritor]

"Just her," Haikyuu x Demon reader, 2.

Description: Abby Kamado, the sister of Nezuko and Tanjiro Kamado, gets teleported to a world without Demons when fighting a demon, having no way of future world technology. But what happens when a bunch of handsome men help her get used to the world while falling in love with her as well?

Warnings: I do not own Haikyuu, Demon Slayer, or the Pictures in this book; they belong to the rightful owners. Blood, Violence, Demons, and slight cursing will be in this book, but nothing out of the ordinary. You are two years younger than Hinata, as you are the youngest in the story. Fighting scenes in this book may be terrible, so bear with me. I hope you all Enjoy my new book, and Enjoy the Second chapter, everyone, as this is a remake of my old Wattpad book, her.

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"Alright, let's get started!"

The gymnasium was finally set up for the game. You stood around sugawara, just because you fully trust being safe with the Setter. 

But, that doesn't mean his human friends didn't bother you though. 

The orange haired human signed all kinds of questions to you, which made you sort of overwhelmed because you didn't know any of them. 

But, you also met another really nice human. You think he signed you his name, Ennoshita? Either way, he was super kind like Sugawara, and seemed to keep the Shaved human in check. 

Speaking of which. 

Tanaka, believe it or not has kept his distance from you. 

He wanted to make a good impression out of himself, and not go in your face all the time. 

But, sometimes he can't help himself since he wants to see you're cute, pretty face most of the time. 

Don't get me wrong, Kiyoko is still in his heart, but something about you makes his heart all mushy inside. 

It was weird.

Kageyama on the other hand, he just kept giving you small looks from the court, eyeing you from time to time. 

Something about you patting his head made him concerned, and question why would a complete, yet utter stranger do that?

What also is running through his mind is, why aren't you scared of him?

Many people in his past were always scared of him, but, you seem to take a liking to the other setter. 

His but was on the gym floor, ignoring Hinata's question as he stretch his poor aching body, getting ready for the match. 

Tsukki was beside Daichi, who held a blank face as he also glared at you from time to time. 

His golden eyes watch you beside Suga, a bright, caring smile plastering onto your face as you patted both Kiyoko and Suga's head. 

It irritated him that your deaf, but still could defend yourself. An annoying street rat, having herself wrapped around everyone's fingers just to get what she wanted. 

That little replay of you jumping incredible high never left his mind, angered with the X you made with your hands towards him. 

Just looking at you made him irritated, but also made his heart....

He sighed. 

Never mind, she's just a street rat anyway.

Yamaguchi appeared beside him, who was apparently eating a protein bar as he began to listen to what Daichi has to say. 

Daichi pointed to Tsukishima. "I'll play on Tsukishima's team, to make it three-on-three." He announced, suddenly making Hinata stand straight up. 

"Huh?! Is that fair though?!" He suddenly asked, making the leader chuckle. 

"Don't worry, Hinata, of course it is. Tanaka's got a lot more attack power than me." He explained, catching the bald human's attention, whose face seemed to be a lot more severe than before. 

"I won't go easy on you though." He confessed, making Tanaka growl slightly with annoyance. 

You seem to feel Tanaka's Vibrations, your (E/c) eyes suddenly looking his was as you could tell he was slightly nervous.

"Well, ahem." Tsukki then faced Daichi, who then looked at the slightly tall bean pole. 

"The buzz cut or the shorty, Who to crush....I mean, challenge first?" He teasingly asked, making the freckled human beside to suddenly freak out. 

Sugawara looked in that direction, seeing how there is already drama for the team. Taking a sigh, he went back to chatting with you and Kiyoko.

Hinata Suddenly froze, his body instantly turning around as his face held a shock, angry look towards him. 

Tanaka seemed to have heard it also, as his ear began to grow out slightly, listening in to the  conversation.

"Tsukki! Be careful! They can hear you y'know-"

"Shut up Yamaguchi." Tsukishima replied, looking at his friend annoyingly. 

"G-Gomen! Tsukki!" He bowed, making the beanpole began to smirk again.  

"So hard to choose...but I do know I'd like to save His Highness for last" He finished, suddenly making Kageyama shake a little. 

Daichi smiled a bit, a nervous chuckle soon escaping his mouth. "You're a talkative one aren't ya?"

You're ears heard the bean poles harsh Vibrations, you fist suddenly clenching into a ball a you and Suga watched the scene going on. 

His comments suddenly made the team tenser, your eyes obviously knowing that their more scared now. 

So, you decided to help as you tapped on Sugawara's shoulder. 

"Well, Well!" Tanaka spoke up, his body starting to walk weirdly as we could see you signing to Sugawara behind. 

"Didja hear that, you guys? They're talking trash now....That jerk had better..just..steppp ooooofff!" He explained, his face soon suddenly turning into an angered state. 

Turning around, a dark aroma formed around the three, Tanaka's sharp looking teeth soon came into view. 

He started to growl as Shoyo was now looking to the floor. "Or he's dead meat!" He finished, Shoyo soon looking up as his tongue started to stick out. "BLEHHHHHH!!" 

But, soon Tanaka's angry face soon ended when he felt a hand on top of his head, rubbing it to calm him down. Freezing, his body instantly turned around to meet you, who held a very cute smile onto your face. 

His heart was pumping as his eyes started to form hearts again. "G-Guys! S-She's s-so cute!" He got out, his whole body shaking with nervousness and stuttering.

As the shaved human started to back up slowly, Hinata instantly stood in front of you as he began to sign drastically, which made you slightly jump a bit. 

'Y/N-SAN!! ARE YOU PLAYING WITH US!??!!' He asked, causing your face to suddenly turn into a nervous look. 

'Why is he so loud even in sign-language?' you thought, feeling slightly bad for the Black-haired human. 

You're head tilted while looking at him, as the small finally calmed down, you felt a hand onto your shoulder. 

"BOKE HINATA BOKE!" As you're body was gently moved, you vision only Viewed a human's back, which was covered with a soft looking sweater. 

"You can't just ask people that Dumbass! What if she doesn't even know what Volley ball is-" 

Kageyama's statement was soon interrupted with your hand on top of his head, your soft fingers rubbing his soft hair as the setter froze again. 

His words soon became stumbled, while his cheeks started to turn pink in front of hinata. 

Kiyoko and Suga just laughed from your actions, already knowing that you're going to get along with everyone just fine.

Well, at least some of them. 

Hinata's head tilted, seeing how Kageyama looked different. 

"Hey Kageyama, are you blushing?" He instantly asked, who made Kageyama's face turn angry quickly. 

"O-OF COURSE NOT! DON'T BE A DUMBASS!" 

As the two kept bickering back and forth, you're head tilted from their fighting state, wondering why they are acting this way to each other. 

That, and the volume of their vibrations were irritating your ears a bit. 

Turning to the shaved human, you tapped his shoulder as his head instantly whipped in your direction. 

'Are these two usually like this?' You asked, causing him to instantly burst out with laughter. 

He was clutching his stomach, you're head tilting in confusion with his laughing state. 

As he finally controlled himself, he whipped falling tears from his cheeks as he looked to you again.

'Those dudes fight twenty-four Seven! They played against each other on their last middle school game!' He explained, causing your gaze to look back to them. 

'Middle school? What's that...?' you thought, feeling more confused than you were before. 

Not wanting to ask further, your face soon formed a cute smile as you looked his way again, soon your feet began to walk towards hinata, who was still bickering with Kageyama. 

"Hmmmmm-hmmm." you hummed out, causing tanaka's eyes to sparkle again. 

'SHE'S SO CUTE I CAN'T-'

"Alright everyone!" Daichi spoke up, soon getting the attention of everyone, except you who was now rubbing the top of Hinata's head.

The orangettes stomach started to flutter, now becoming even more nervous the more you rub his head. 

Sugawara smiled at the sight of you getting along with everyone, already feeling like a proud mom, even though he brought you in last night. 

As the captain smiled, his hand soon formed a fist which suddenly went in the air. 

'Let the game begin!'

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"HYAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!" Tanaka screamed a battle cry as his full body jumped through the air. 

His face was full focused, his hand was back ready to hit the colorful ball as it flew in the air. 

You were standing by Sugawara, as his face didn't seemed impressed, since he'd played with Tanaka the past two years. 

Tsukki jumped up to block it, but he didn't make it as tanaka's hand hit with full force, the ball zooming down hard onto the floor. 

You're eyebrows rose on how much power the bald human has. Such force, such accuracy, and....so loud.

Suddenly, you're shoulders started to slump, a shaky aroama forming around you as Ennoshita's eyes widened at you. 

You barely saw the ball move, as you're eyes landing on it already onto the floor. 

His power scares you, making you fleet slightly fearful of the bald human, that's until he gave you a handsome smirk, the scariness instantly left you're mind.

Hinata though it was very cool as his face light up, amazed on how cool Tanaka is.  

"YEAHHHH!!!!!!!" Tanaka screamed, instantly pulling his shirt over his head as he waved his shirt around in the air. 

You're cheeks rose with how fit he is, the way the window light shined upon his smooth looking skin, his six pack immediately in your eyes sight. 

It really didn't bother you that his shirt was off, since Tanjiro and his other male friends take their shirts off all the time. 

But, something about how fit this human was made you're heart race, causing Suga to look in your direction. 

He saw smoke coming out of your ears, you're face turning instantly read as you body accidently leaned into Kiyoko, who suddenly caught you. 

As tanaka kept waving the cloth around, Sugawara grew jealous by the way your acting towards it. 

So, he decided to help you out. 

"KEEP YOUR SHIRT ON!" He yelled, causing his other friends to nod in agreement. 

"Yeah, calm down! A girl is here you know!

"Nobody wants to see that!" 

Daichi smiled towards tanaka, feeling kind of embarrassed as Tsukki glared at him, annoyed with the human already. 

"This is what happens when you get Tanaka too worked up...." The captain confessed, as Tsukki just glared at them more, but soon his head moved to look at you, seeing your body onto Kiyoko's as a visible blush was onto your face. 

All he could do was look away, annoyed from how your blushing at a dumb wad. 

"Tch." is all he said as he got ready for the next play of the game. 

The whistle blows again as Daichi served, making the ball successfully go to the net. 

Tanaka had his shirt back on as his knees bent, his arms receiving the ball as it went high in the air. 

The ball flew to Kageyama, who's face was very calm as he set the ball into the air. "Hinata!" He yelled, as the Orange human was already running at a very fast speed. 

You're eyes followed the boy, seeing how an excited smile was plastering his face. 

As his feet stop, his knees bended as you saw his feet instantly left the ground, his body soon flying high into the air. 

Everyone's eyes widened, impressed with his height as you blushed a little at that too, but it was easily hidden with your excited looking face. 

As his hand forcefully hit the ball, it didn't get very far as the loud smack of a wall hit his ears. 

Tsukki managed to block his spike, as the bean pole looked down at him teasingly, like he was digging into the human's sole. 

Hinata was surprised, his face looking at the gym floor as his hair blew as he was floating back down. 

You're eyes noticed them both landing back down, Tsukki's form towering over Hinata, a dark, scary aroama forming around the french fry. 

Gulping, you're fist suddenly clenched as an annoyance grew inside your heart. 

"You took me by surprise before.....You have a really nice jump there." Tsukki spoke up, his eyes soon meeting Hinata's.

A smirk grew onto his face, as he then turned around. "Now if only you were about a foot taller, you'd be a real superstar. Better start taking your vitamins." He teased, the feeling of Keis annoying Vibrations were felt through your ears, making your form start to shake with anger. 

"WHATEVER!" Hinata's Voice spoke up, your ears picking his sudden Vibrations. 

You're eyes landed on him, seeing how his face suddenly changed to a more serious look. 

"ONE MORE!" He yelled, causing your heart to suddenly beat faster. 

'This human is surely confident.....' you thought, not taking your eyes off of him at all.

But, the orange human's cocky state seemed to get the best of him. 

It was 4 to 6, Tsukki's team in the lead as the beanpole kept blocking him. 

It was hard for you to watch as you felt bad for Hinata and Kageyama. 

You've heard they worked so hard from Kiyoko, but it looks like at this rate, they aren't getting anywhere. 

Unless they figure out a plan. 

You can hear each teams Vibrations going back and fourth, figuring out what they are all going to do next. 

"How many times were they blocked now?" Ennoshita asked, causing Sugawara to sigh. 

"Too many to count." He responded, making the Spiky haired human beside him to look over to Tadashi. 

"Well, Tadashi is getting a lot through though, it's almost impressive." He explained, causing the three of them to watch hinata, who had an annoyed look to his face. 

You frowned form his behavior. 

It looked like he wanted to punch the tall human in the face, which won't do good with his reputation to the team. 

Kageyama glared at Tsukki, who was getting praised by Daichi and Yamaguchi. 

'Damn.... He's better than I expected...' he thought, feeling annoyed with him as Tsukki then turned around, meeting with Kageyama's stare. 

"You better snap out of it, buddy, or you're going to keep getting blocked. Why not give him one of your royal sets...The kind that wiped out your opponents...." He joked, causing the setter to suddenly shake with anger. 

The annoyance of Tsukki's vibrations felt more throughout your ears. Making you yourself somewhat more Irritated from before. 

Kiyoko noticed your off behavior, her eyes soon looking at a dark aroama forming around you, which made her slightly squeak. 

You needed to do something...

So,  you decided to take action.

Looking over to Suga who was beside you, you tapped his shoulder. 

Confused, he looked in your direction as you held his jacket out to him, causing his head to tilt even more. 

"MmmhMM!" You just hummed, you're hand still holding out the jacket to him as the setter confusingly looked at you. 

His face then changed to a heartwarming smile, his eyes can tell you want to help which is a nice gesture. 

So he accepted you're little secret plan by taking you're jacket from your hands, the soft feeling of the silk running through his fingers. 

His heart basically fluttered as you were now walking away from him, you're bare feet pattering the floor as you headed over to his friends. 

He watched you pass ennoshita and the Kinoshita, who both noticed you walked by as they began to grow confused. 

"What is she doing?" Ennoshita asked, a blank expression was on his face. 

"I think she's encouraging them? I could be totally wrong-" 

"She's going to play with them." Sugawara spoke up, causing the two to instantly look at him. Both of the second years eyes widened with surprise. "Seriously?? Does she even know how to play?" the human asked, making Sugawara to smile more.

"I don't know, she might totally suck but at least she's going to try and help them." He explained, making the two boys beside him to look back at you. 

Their eyes noticed Hinata's face turning into excitement as you made Volleyball motions with your body. 

Ennoshita couldn't help but let out a chuckle, finding it cute how adorable you're motions are.

But, he immediately sweat dropped as he saw both Tanaka and Hinata tilt their head's with confusion.  "They are clueless aren't they?"

The setter nodded as he looked over to Daichi, soon putting a hand on ennoshita. "I'll be back." he told him, his feet soon walking away as he headed towards the

You're hums rang through the three's ears, their eyes looking at you're charades as you tried to tell them you were playing with the three. 

But sadly, two of them were confused. 

"Are you two really stupid? She want's to play. She's making volleyball motions...." He mumbled, faced away from the two as his face was suddenly bright read. 

You smile from his actions as your hand landed on the setters pretty hair, rubbing the embarrassed boy who soon froze from your actions 

Hinata and Tanaka's face brightened up, their eyes seeing sudden light coming down on your form like you're some sort of savior. 

Both of them shook it off, soon bringing you into a loving hug as it caught you by surprised. 

Slightly jumping from their actions, the warmth of their hug brought you oddly at ease, your hands soon going up to their heads, rubbing them lovingly. 

On the other side, Tsukki looked at the two confused, but slightly weirded out as he saw the waterfall coming out both of their eyes. "What a bunch of Idiots..." He mumbled, slightly Jealous that their hugging you all of the sudden.

Daichi beside him nodded towards Sugawara, who had a hand onto his shoulder. "Do you think she can help, I mean, just look how serious she is-" 

As the two looked your direction, your body soon started to climb in the ball basket, you're body instantly plopping in it as the two of them just sweat dropped. 

"You were saying about how serious she was?" He whispered, causing the setter to laugh from your actions. 

Kiyoko sighed, her form walking in your direction as her arms held you by the armpit's, pulling you up from the ball basket as your little leg's wobbled in the air, you're face turning cute which made everyone except Tsukki's eyes to sparkle. 

'SO CUTEE!' Hinata and Tanaka thought, their hearts feeling like they are going to explode. Tsukki just scoffed, his body suddenly facing away as his arms crossed, his face covering up the small blush forming onto his cheeks. "Can't we continue the game..?" He mumbled, ignoring the loud compliments Tanaka is giving you, his hand rapidly patting you're head as you just smiled up at him. 

Daichi nodded from his request as he looked back to Suga. "It wouldn't hurt them, right? Why not?" Sugawara sighed with relief. "Thank you Daichi." 

The captain just smiled. "No problem. ALRIGHT EVERYONE!  He yelled, catching the attention of Hinata and his teammates. 

You're head looked in his direction, you're mouth giving him a small smile as you bowed with thanks, which made his heart flutter also. 

His mouth soon smirked as his hand formed a thumbs up. 

"Let's get back into it!"

The game continued with Kageyama serving, his serve was really, REALLY powerful, which shocked everyone, especially you. 

But, sadly Daichi received it amazingly as he now had a sly smirk onto his face. 

As the ball flew in the air towards Tsukishima, who was already going to set it. 

"Tadashi!" He yelled to his friend, who was already running up to the net. 

But, you weren't going to let the team sly off so easily. 

Before everyone could get a chance to think they can score, you're small, little body ran towards the net, speeding past Hinata and Kageyama. 

Their eyes followed you, Tanaka's eyes widen on how fast you can freaking run. 

You used your demon powers a bit to help with speed, as a fast flash went by Tsuki's eyes as he set the ball to his friend. 

Everyone's eyes widened as they saw you, about to do something very clever against them. 

As your arms were behind you, you're leg's bended as your feet successfully pushed yourself off the ground, which made your small form Jump super high. 

You jumped higher than Hinata as the Tangerine human and the Setter Human watched you with awe, their hearts growing more mushy while they watch you. 

Your face was completely blank as Tadashi was about to spike the ball, but your hands went completely off, blocking the colorful circle as it instantly slammed straight into the ground. 

It was like slow-motion to everyone as they all saw your body gracefully in the air, you're (H/l) (H/c) hair blowing with you as the color shined in the gym lighting. 

Kiyoko couldn't believe her eyes as her glasses soon fell off her face, making a dropping sound as you gracefully landed back onto the floor. 

Tadashi landed also, as his face was just as surprise, his eyes landing on you as you and him looked at each other. 

Ennoshita-san was shaking, not with fear, but with excitement and surprised, impressed that a small girl like you was able to block so well. 

Sugawara couldn't put it together, you said you didn't know how to play volley ball! How were you able to pull of a block that good!

Not too long after, the silence throughout the gym were interrupted with screams from the humans.

Hinata instantly ran up to you, his hands instantly making motions as you can hear his Voice vibrations going crazy. "WOOOW! YOU BLOCKED HIS SPIKE LIKE IT WAS NOTHING! YOU WERE LIKE BAM, WHOOOSH, WOWW!!!!" 

"SHE CAN'T HEAR YOU DUMBASS, SHE'S DEAF REMEMBER?!" The setter yelled, instantly grabbing Hinata by the head, his legs wobbling through the air. 

Tanaka was soon rubbing your head with his hand, which caused you to lean into his touch as his eyes instantly had tears running out of his eyes. "Little (Y/n) is such a badass! I can't take her cuteness and badass nature at the same time!" He chocked up, his arm soon sunning the falling tears from his face. 

"Wow, that was impressive." Ennoshita got out, as the three of them were still surprised about your actions. 

"She doesn't look like a terrible player to me, that block was freaking amazing." The spikey human replied, causing Sugawara to just slowly nod. 

"Yeah..." Was all the setter responded as his cheeks were colored with red. He saw your hand petting the top of Kageyama's, who froze again from your actions. 

The setter looked to you, his eyes noticing how your smile was specifically towards him, probable to help the boy calm down. 

So, he caved in. 

Kageyama leaned into your touch as his head instantly landed onto you're shoulder, which caused you to let out a cute squeak of surprise. 

Tanaka cried even more when he heard that squeak coming out of your mouth, his heart not handling so much cuteness as Hinata was visible blushing beside Kageyama. 

He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, you are so nice to his newly friends, it made him happy that a demon is patting the humans heads instead of eating them. 

Whatta sight, huh?

But, something about Kageyama was off. 

It was his fault for the miss up from his serve. 

If he would've calculated that perfectly, then they would've already gotten the point. 

As his eyes glared at the captain, who was looking at you trying to calm down a blushing Hinata, Tanaka wiped his tears while walking over to the setter, putting his arm onto the boy's shoulder. 

"Oi, I know you're upset from that serve back there. Let me tell you something. Steady receives like that are Daichi's specialty." He explained, the shaved human's vibrations twitching your ears. 

Daichi soon was patting a sad Yamaguchi's shoulder, who was disappointed that you blocked his perfect spike. 

Tsukki felt annoyed, his eyes trailing on you as your hand grabbed Hinata's, your face leaning into his touch a bit. 

'I underestimated the little pipsqueak......I got to watch out for her...' he thought, seeing how stupid hinata's acting around you. 

"We gotta keep our guard up Kageyama...." He stated, Causing the setter to sternly nod. 

Tanaka's eyes soon landed on the team in front of them, as they were looking at him back. 

You looked in that direction also, seeing how scary that side could be as the bean-pole human made a scary face, which caused you to instantly hide behind Kageyama.

"They've got mad defense."

[hops-hunny]

Flufftober Day 1: Meet cute / meet ugly

Pairing: Tendou Satori x Chubby!Reader

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 951

Summary: There’s lots of sweet treats at the bakery, but Tendou only wants the one working behind the counter

Warnings: a smidge of bad self talk (on tendou’s end), fluff

A/N: I chose meet cute bc there’s not enough content out there for Tendou with fluff!  my other flufftober works can be found here!

“Hey I don’t know about you, but that girl working the register is super cute!” Bokuto exclaimed to the group, catching all their attention...including the girl behind the counter. (Y/n) ignored the comment, thinking it was a joke. She loved her job but because the bakery was so close to many neighbouring schools, lots of people her own age came in as well. Some were kind but as expected from teens, a lot were rude and vile, making jabs about the way she carried her weight. So for all she knew, the loud mouth owl looking man was picking fun at her.

The fuss had gotten Tendou to look up from his manga and boy, was he glad. His wide eyes widened more as he was blown away. Her (h/c) hair caught in the light perfectly, styled in a way that it was out of her face, giving him a better view of it. Her cheeks and jaw were round and soft, lips plump, covered in a light layer of sparkly gloss. Her (e/c) eyes were focused on the customer in front of her, intently listening to what they wanted before totaling them up and sending them off with a smile. A smile he knew he’d be thinking about for the rest of the day. Tendou wanted to be the cause of that smile, to have her focused on him like that.

“Tendou has offered to go order for us.” Ushijima spoke up, causing him to quickly bring his attention back to the group. 

“Ushiwaka! I didn’t- I- wait...I see what you’re doing here!” his grin grew as he eyed his friend who still had a blank face, a barely noticeable smile on his face. To any other it’d look like a straight face but Tendou knew his best friend well. “You’re trying to play matchmaker for me and cutie-chan!” he sighed as he snuck a glance at her before turning back to the group.

“That’s nice and all but, I don’t think she’d be into me like that. She’d definitely prefer someone more like one of you!” he smiled once more, hiding his hurt behind it. He had never had much luck with women, something he accepted well into his early years of school when girl’s would run away from him, screaming in terror. Tendou had a lot of features he enjoyed about himself, but he knew that most would never learn to love himself the way he had, which he was okay with!

“Really? Is that why she keeps looking over at you in specific?” Kuro asked with a smirk, causing all of them to not so subtly look over. Their eyes met, catching the two of them off guard before she looked away, going back to restocking the display windows with more treats.

“You know what? Fuck it.” sliding out of the booth, he walked over to the counter, waiting for her to finish her stocking. He didn’t wanna interrupt her flow of concentration. He smiled at the sound of her humming, watching the way the fat of her tummy would jiggle each time she’d pop up. It was too cute! 

“O-oh hi! Can I help you?” she asked, flipping open her notepad. He smile grew wider, leaning down to her height.

“Can I get four bubble teas, a muffin, a few of your different cookie flavors and- what do you recommend? You look like you have good taste in snacks.” he winked at her, causing her to giggle. She hummed as she thought about it, looking at what she’d choose from today’s selection.

“We actually have my favorite today! I recommend the cinnamon streusel bundt cake. It tastes good on it’s own or with ice cream.” her eyes lit up as she talked, pitching it to him. He wanted it badly but he also knew she could’ve described the most ungodly thing to him and he’d still bought it because she was suggesting it.

“Well two of those then! One for me and one for you, cutie-chan.” he melted at the expression on her face. A mix of shock and enjoyment, as though no one had ever said anything like that to her before.

“It-it’s okay, you don’t have to order it for me just because it’s my favo-”

“I want to,” he placed his hand over her, their eyes meeting once more. “Please?” biting the inside of her cheek she nodded, smiling up with him.

“Alright.” after he paid for the money, he grabbed the drinks from her hands, placing his free one over their hands.

“Tendou hurry up! We’ve gotta get back before they notice we’re gone!” Kuro called, causing him to huff in annoyance. Reluctantly he gave the girl a goodbye before rushing out the door.

(Y/n) watched as he left, a smile on her face. So that was his name, Tendou. It suited him just as everything about him did. The only thing that made her upset about him was that she hadn’t taken the time to ask for his number! In all honesty, she was too stunned. Looking down at the piece of cake he had bought her she smiled. However, her brows furrowed at a piece of paper folded under her cake. Lifting it up, her heart began to race.

‘(Y/n)!! Sorry, is that weird? That’s what it said on your name tag so hopefully that’s your name. I left my number at the bottom of this paper. To be honest, I was too scared to ask for such a cute girl’s number so I was hoping if I left mine maybe you’d give me a call or shoot me a text? Until we meet again, beautiful.

xxx-xxx-xxxx Tendou Satori <3’

[gm--requests]

The Chocolatier - Satori Tendou

g e n r e - s m u t. filthy, nasty, disgusting, awful awful smut

w a r n i n g s - time skip! Chocolatier Tendou, squirting, vague masturbation (m. & f.) , light praise/degradation, mentions of ahegao, dacryphilia/crying, omorashi (piss), dumbification/bimbofication, stupidly innocent reader, finger licking, dub-con, drugging/aphrodisiac, creampie, use of pet name (bunny), if i missed any please lmk

o r i g i n a l  c o n t e n t - i did write this

w o r d s - 3,266

r e q u e s t s - closed

inbox thirsts- OPEN

a / n - i don’t know how i got here or why i wrote this... please bare (bear?) with me dude, self indulgent laskfhlkasf this is probably messy as fuck and i’m so sorry about it. this is just honestly disgusting... hell is hot man... this is written with a plus-size reader in mind anyone, of course, can read it, and i highly encourage it because i worked hard on this piece. also please leave feedback if you have any. please do not engage in unprotected sex unless you are in a long term relationship with a trustworthy partner.  that being said please enjoy sex as much as you want with the use of aforementioned protection!

Tendou knows how much you like sweets and taste testing his new chocolates, so of course he’s more than happy to run his long fingers around the side of the bowl and let you try everything he makes. He loves the way you look innocently taking his chocolate covered fingers into your mouth and sucking on them. 

You think it’s so sweet of him to let you sit on the counter of his shop late into the evening and try all of his delicious creations. You never think anything of licking it off of his fingers, it makes sense. 

“Wouldn’t wanna cross contaminate any of it by licking the spoon would we?” 

And no you wouldn’t! After all this is a business and it’s one he cares about a lot, so instead you happily lick each of his slender digits clean. Sometimes if it tastes really good, you get a bit carried away, only stopping when he teases you. 

“Y/n-chan, you really know how to put your tongue to use, you cleaned my fingers off in a heartbeat!” The lilt to his voice is playful, but it doesn’t stop you from blushing profusely and pulling away from his fingers. 

“S-sorry,” you murmur softly, your eyes struggling to meet his. 

He likes watching you get flustered. Really he wonders how you never notice the darkness behind his lingering gazes or the true intentions he harbors within, even after all those times he “accidentally” shoved his fingers far enough down your throat to make you gag. 

He wonders how many nights it’s going to take for you to understand. How many times is he going to have to help you hop up onto the marbled counters of his confectionery store and watch your thick thighs press together as you sit there obediently, ankles crossed, and hands on your lap, waiting for him to coat his finger in warm fudge and bring it to your lips, before he can finally just fuck you? 

This isn’t to say that he keeps you around just in the hopes of fucking, of course not! He loves your company, loves your cute little giggles and your bright smile, loves the way your hair falls, and the little “oof” sound you make every time you have to get on and off the counter. Tendou really loves the way you look at him with admiration and cheer him on when he makes something especially delicious or spends hours upon hours on a particular restock for the shop, reminds him of how the fans used to look at him in the stands back in his golden days of volleyball, except with you it’s less out of fear and more out of adoration. He never shies away from telling you these things either. 

His sharp eyes rounding into half moons as he sing-songs to you, “You’re sweeter than all my chocolate combined y/n-chan. Be careful, or you’ll make me feel too special~” 

“I like that little noise you make, ‘oof’~” he says, making you puff out your cheeks and cross your arms, which is even more of a delight to him. 

There are things that he doesn’t tell you however, like how it takes all of his strength to pull his eyes away from the dips and curves of your body, or how he thinks your lips look stunning wrapped around his fingers. He never tells you that, no matter how well covered your outfits may keep you, he’s always thinking about how beautiful you’d look wearing nothing at all. 

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“Y’know, y/n-chan, I like sweet things too~” he says one night, your small hands holding one of his significantly larger ones, as you lick rose flavored chocolate from his two middle fingers. You hum thoughtfully around them, meeting his eyes, and he has to keep himself from visibly stiffening, “I made a new chocolate flavor today and I decided to name it after you! I wanted to try it together with my dear sweet chocolate taster.” 

You pull off of his fingers and beam at him, “Tendou-san, you’re too sweet! I’d love to try it with you!” 

“I knew you would~” Tendou says, his grin becoming a bit harsher. Turning around, he walks to the fridge and pulls out a small container. Within seconds he has it melting in a small bowl over a tiny saucepan, “When you try it, you have to be honest with me, m’kay y/n-chan? I’m a little nervous about how it’s going to taste.” 

You giggle and his heart soars, “I’m sure it’ll be delicious! I don’t think you’ve ever made a bad chocolate before!” 

A few seconds later he’s holding out his fingers to you and you’re eagerly putting them in your mouth. You lick them clean, brows furrowed in thought, “Tendou-san, it’s very good but uhm, it just tastes like dark chocolate.” 

He dips one of the same fingers you licked, back into the chocolate, and then into his own mouth. He mimics your previous expression, feigning ignorance, before his eyes light up animatedly, “Of course! I’m so stupid~ I forgot the secret ingredient. Close your eyes, you can’t know what it is~” 

You pout, but obey, closing your eyes tightly. You hear him shuffling around and then feel him in your space, the heat of his body close to yours. He pushes your plush thighs apart and slots himself between them. When you go to open your eyes, he tsks, “No peeking! I’m just reaching behind you,” he assures you, so you close your eyes once more. 

“Tendou-san~,” you whine, “Please hurry! I’m so curious!!” 

“Y/n-san,” he chastises, “I didn’t know that you were so impatient~” the words are spoken as a whisper, his hot breath fanning your ear, making your body straighten.

Before you can speak you feel his fingers press against your lips. As you go to open your mouth, a short command of “Don’t,” has your lips staying together. You sit completely still as Tendou drags his chocolate covered fingers across your lips, down your chin, and to the pulse point of your neck. You can feel the warm chocolate cooling against your skin. 

You can’t ask him what he’s doing, really your brain doesn’t even think to ask him before his tongue is running across your lips. You squeeze your eyes shut at the feeling, but this time he giggles, “Y/n-chan, I think I need to have more to make sure I can really taste the secret ingredient,” he’s basically purring as he drags his tongue up the side of your chin, the feeling making you shudder. He doesn’t speak again, instead going to the marking of it down your neck. 

Here Satori licks slower, with more intent, he laps at the chocolate on your skin unabashedly, leaving little nips and cool stickiness in its wake, “I think it tastes real good,” he says happily before sticking his fingers into the hardening chocolate, “will you taste it for me again y/n-chan?” 

Tendou’s tone is almost condescending as he pushes his fingers into your mouth and watches you suck on them, a bit more nervously than you had done before, “I think you’ll start to feel it soon~” the playful lilt hiding sinister intentions, “I think we both will~ I ate it too after all.” 

You look up at him confused and he just laughs. He keeps you sucking on his fingers long after the chocolate is gone, pushing them down your throat and watching you choke and sputter, and for some reason you think it’s making your body hot… It’s also making you salivate a lot more. When you start drooling down his fingers and when did that ache between your thighs start? 

He watched it hit you, watched you suck more earnestly on the digits in your mouth. He liked the look of confused obedience on you, it was maybe the best expression he’d ever seen dance across your chubby features. 

Your thighs are closing on his sides, your hips are rocking against the counter, as you pull off of his fingers panting, “T-Tendou-san, w-why do I feel like this?” The panic in your voice is obvious, “Why- Why is it so hot in here? Why is this-,” 

His answer doesn’t come until after his fingers are back in your mouth. Afterall the heat is setting in for him too. His dick springing to life in his pristine white pants, twitching at the way your throat contracts around the tips of his fingers when you swallow, your spit almost dripping down his hand. His eyes are more lidded now than usual, his face flushed red, small pants leaving his lips as he talks, “Silly silly y/n-chan~ It’s the secret ingredient, doesn’t it make you feel needy? Do you need me pretty, silly, y/n-chan?” 

You try and pull away from his fingers, but his hand follows you, his fingers staying lodged between your lips, “I think you need more chocolate, you aren’t quite where I want you to be y/n-chan~ You’re pretty stubborn, which is surprising, since you’re normally such a good girl for me.” He has one eyebrowed cocked as he pulls the fingers from your mouth, dips them back into the chocolate and shoves them roughly in your mouth, you squirm and whimper, trying to ignore the wetness between your legs that has begun pooling uncontrollably. 

Your breathing is labored as if you’ve run a mile and you don’t know why but fuck you feel so empty and needy and the way your precious Tendou-san is staring down at you makes you feel oh-so small and you don’t know when, but you started sucking on his fingers of your own volition, taking them as deeply as you can down your throat. He looks at you pleased, “Y/n-chan, do you need me yet?” 

 You nod, and hum around his fingers almost excitedly but he shakes his head and pulls his fingers out of your mouth, laughing softly as you try and chase after them with your mouth. 

“Where do you need me y/n-chan, hmm?” He says stepping away from your body. You look at him distressed, making grabby hands at him. Tendou just coos at you, “I can’t help unless you tell me where you need me to be~” 

Despite his playful tone, he is hurting too, wouldn’t be having fun if he wasn’t. He swears that he can see your arousal on the counter between your still spread thighs, swears that there are desperate whimpers already falling from your lips as drag your hips unapologetically across the surface underneath you , trying to find the friction you so desperately need. 

In your brain you know you should be embarrassed by the way you’re hanging on his every word and movement. You also know that you shouldn’t stare at his erection so hard, shouldn’t let something so vulgar make your mouth water uncontrollably, but you can’t help it. 

That’s what you keep telling yourself, your confusion and worry long gone, as your hand comes down to your crotch. You’d only worn your tight little sleep shorts because it was so late and it was only Tendou after all, so when your fingers ghost across the soaked fabric, you instantly feel something similar to relief. A pathetically embarrassing moan rips from your throat. 

“T-Tendou-san please,” your fingers rub up and down the dripping fabric, “Please help me, I’m sorry but I-”

Satori cuts you off, “Take them off silly~ I can’t help if I can’t see the problem right?” 

Right? Duh! Of course, how was he supposed to be there and touching you properly if he couldn’t see what needed to be touched. You slid back on the counter, awkwardly pulling at the fabric trying to pull the shorts off without getting off the counter. 

As soon as the fabric was gone, the cold air made you hiss, your panting getting even more uncontrollable, all of your words lacing together as you spoke, “See Tendou-san, it hurts, ‘m so hot everywhere, please help, please make it better,” you were sniffling now, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, and Tendou was fisting his cock through his pants. 

He almost felt bad for how hard it made him to watch you beg and plead for him. Innocent little you, wide eyed and crying about how badly it hurts.

“Senpai, please~” you moaned out as you rubbed circles against your bare clit. Tendou thought he might pass out if he didn’t bury his cock in you soon. All of the blood rushed to it so fast that he almost felt light headed. 

He pulled his pants down eagerly, unashamed, taunting you the entire time, “Y/n-chan, calling me senpai? How cute! Have you wanted me for a long time? Have I been unfair by keeping you waiting, my lil’ bunny?” 

All you could do was stare at his dick, long and just girthy enough, tip red and angry, almost purple with it’s ache for release. When he walked towards you and pulled your hand away from your quivering sex, you whimpered and the begging started all over again, “Senpai, need you- in me, please, hurtssobad, s’hot senpai, please, can’t wait- can’t wait anymore.” 

You looked absolutely pitiful, tears staining your cheeks, cunt drooling at the mere proximity of him, and your hips canting off the counter every time he brushed his fingers over the insides of your thighs… He wanted to keep teasing you, make you wait more, make you cry until you couldn’t think of anything other than being fucked by him, but your eagerness robbed him of that. 

Tendou couldn’t even stop you before you were sliding off the counter and pressing your soft, round body up against his tall, lean frame. Small puffs of air left your mouth as you grabbed one of his hands and returned his fingers once again to your mouth, keeping them there as you turned around and pressed your ass against his balls, too short for him to really line up perfectly, and bent over the counter. The new position forces him to lean over you in order to keep his fingers in your mouth. 

Satori chuckled, “When did you get so forward about things like this lil’ bunny, it’s s’cute seeing you all excited~” 

Your arousal was dripping down your thighs before he decided to show you any signs of relief, pulling his hand from your face, dragging drool across your cheek before grabbing your hips and rutting against you, “Is this enough? This is enough right?” His voice was strained and small moans were slipping past his lips. 

You cried out, sobs wracking your body, “More, more, more, senpai, please,” it was all you could say, all you remembered how to say, as you wiggled your hips frantically. 

He just laughed, spit dampened fingers grabbing at your plushness. 

“Maybe, I can give you a little bit more bunny, you’re asking so nicely!” His voice was labored, but chipper. It was a juxtaposition that was making your head spin, even more so, when he oh-so graciously, slipped just the head of his cock inside of you, making you cum instantly. 

It was a quick and unsatisfying orgasm, him pulling out to watch the wetness drip. The need for more, making you cry harder, Satori giggling behind you gleefully, “Look at that bunny~ I’m gonna put it again for you, m’kay?” 

You nod gratefully, pushing your hips back, as he drug the tip of cock through your leaking folds. When he finally pressed back into you, you met his hips, forcing half of his cock inside of you. Both of you cry out in unison, this time ending in his own orgasm. The feeling of warmth flooding your insides as you spasmed around him. 

Instead of stopping Satori tightened his grip and began fucking you through his orgasm, “F-fu-huhh it’s no fun, when you take it from me. What a bad, greedy lil’ bunny, if you want it so bad, I’m gonna make sure you’re begging me to stop instead.” 

His hips slamming forward, your hot body flush against the cool and slick countertops. Your eyes crossed almost instantly at the stimulation, tongue lolling out of your mouth, as he pulled you back on him to meet his thrusts. The fat of your ass shaking, his balls dripping in your arousal, smacking against your clit. 

Tendou’s dick felt as though it got longer with each thrust, slamming against your cervix relentlessly, every time you moaned it came out broken and wheezy. Satori didn’t let up, not once, you could feel him twitching inside of you, orgasm after orgasm had wracked through your body and yet the heat still didn’t subside. He’d even managed to make you squirt, the force of it making him still inside of you as the liquid dripped around his cock and onto the floor. Even then, he didn’t let you have a break, and you couldn’t tell if you were thankful or upset. That is until... 

“Tendou-san, T-Te- ‘M gonna pee, ‘m gonna- hhh,” he grinned wide, seemingly speeding up, hands bruising your sides as he fucked you roughly. 

“How nasty y/n-chan~ you’re really gonna pee? Dirty lil’ bunny~” 

“Senpai, no please, stop, I can’t hold it!” 

But of course he didn’t stop, “Y/n-chan is filthy~ I would have never guessed~” 

“N-no Tendou-san, please- ‘M not,” you slurred, “‘M not filthy I just-” 

He listened to you sniffle and cry out as your body tensed up and you pissed. He pulled out of you and stood back, watching you shake with humiliation. 

“P-please stop staring,” you begged. 

“Awe bunny, you made such a mess~” he teased, feigning sympathy “Now I’m gonna be stuck here cleaning this up,” he fake pouted behind you, “I guess that means you should let me piss on you in return right?” 

Your eyes widen, “H-huh?” you ask incredulously, looking over your shoulder at him, your legs trembling with the effort of keeping you upright.

Before answering, he shoves your body closer to the counter, your entire abdomen pressed against it’s cool surface, your hips pinned to the edge. As he fucks back into you he answers, “I’m gonna fill you with my piss, bunny~ It’s only fair~” 

You want to protest and tell him no, but as soon as his hips set back into a steady rhythm all of your thoughts are gone and you’re once again brainless. 

“I’ve already filled you with so much of my cum that its covering everything,” he grunts out as his hips snap forward, “But I think I can fill you one last time, and it’s only fair that I do that with my piss~” 

His cock throbs, it’s almost too painful to keep going at this point, but he told you he was going to fill you and he always makes good on his word. Fucking you until all you can do is let your body lay pliantly as he humps into you, small cries leaving your parted lips. 

You only start to squirm when he’s pressed completely against you and you feel the first trickles of warmth inside. 

“S’much, s’much Tendou-san,” you mumble, almost amazed, too fucked out to be disgusted, as his hot piss fills you. You feel your body shake with a climax even more pitiful than the very first one of the night, as he pees in you for what feels like forever. 

All the while a dopey grin plastered to his face as pets your head, “Good, lil’ bunny, I think this is the best piss I’ve ever had.”

[spoopylay]

Tendō x plus size fem!karasuno manager

You and the Karasuno team were at an away game at Shiratorizawa.

You guys walked into the gym and saw that the Shiratorizawa team were already practicing.

You put your stuff down and zipped up your manager jacket. This jacket hugged you in all the right places, and it caught the red-haired boy’s attention.

Omg, lanky dude and a chubby girl makes my mind go brr

“don’t you think the Karasuno manager looks lovely,” asks Tendou to Ushijima.

Tendou kept going on about you so Ushijima said that he should go talk to you. 

“Well helloo there,” Tendou said.

“Hey! I’m y/n.”

“I’m Tendou,” he said looking at your beautiful face.

“Cool. I love your hair, it’s so awesome,” you said.

Tendou’s mind was going insane. A pretty girl JUST CALLED HIM CUTE!? Not only were you absolutely adorable, you were also polite? This guy is ready to protect you at all costs.

When you walked away to go do manager stuff, he was eyeing your plump figure. Those soft, full curves were going to be the death of him.

Tanaka and Noya saw what happened and immediately started asking questions.

“DO YOU LIKE HIM?”

“WHAT WERE YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT?”

Later, the game started and Tendou was trying his best to impress you. Everytime he scored, he would look at you, give you a quick smile and keep going.

The team noticed that the reason he was playing better than usual is because you were here.

After the game, Tendou’s team was telling him the he should go talk to you,he did.

“Hey y/n, wait up,” he shouted running up behind you.

“Hey, what’s up,” you replied.

“ You seem so cool and are just absolutely adorable. Can I get your number so we can talk?”

“Of course,’ you said giving him a bright smile while putting your phone number down on his phone.

“Text me later,’ you said walking off to catch up with the rest.

Tendou stood there for a minute to try and process what just happened. But then after walked back with a big smile on his face.  

[80sakaashi]

➳ONE SHOTS NSFW

Hotel Room - Sakusa Kiyoomi x Chubby!Reader

➳ONE SHOTS

Next Step - Adriah Tomas x Mom!Reader

Crush - Ushijima Wakatoshi x Fem!Reader

➳FANFICS

Level of concern - Sakusa Kiyoomi x OC.

Eita’s Simp - Semi Eita x OC.

Tendou’s Simp - Tendou Satori x OC.

[rosesandtoshi]

When in Paris ✶ Ushijima Wakatoshi & Tendou Satori

✶Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi x fem!reader x Tendou Satori

✶Warnings: poly relationship, established relationship, characters aged up, fluff.

✶Warnings: nsfw, smut, ass smacking, oral (female/male receiving), rimming (female receiving), double penetration, praise kink, size kink, multiple orgasms, double creampies and anything else I missed.

✶Word Count: 2.7k

✶Written for the lovely @semisgroupie 500 followers Poly Collab! Thank you for letting me join Dee and congrats on all the followers!! Find the others wonderful work here! Also part of @bubbleteaimagines Three's a Crowd Collab. Find the masterlist here!!

✶A/N: HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY TO MY LOVE!!!!! @kenmaskittenswriting you deserve all the love in the world and so much more! I hope you enjoy this threesome. Have a fantastic day baby!!

Thank you to my beta readers! And a special thank you to my lovely Sho for helping me with this!!!!

You excitedly exited the plane and ran to your now bald handsome boyfriend, your other boyfriend carrying your bags behind you like the gentlemen he is. You squealed when Tendou lifted you up off the ground, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist as he spun you.

“Don’t make her sick, Satori. You know she doesn’t do well on plane rides.” Ushijima said a gentle warning from behind you. It was so heartwarming that he always looked out for you.

“I know Toshi. I would never forget about our precious little kitten.” Tendou pressed a kiss to your forehead as he set you down. With a relaxed sigh you leaned into the touch you’ve missed so much, until he let go of you to hug Ushijima instead.

“God, We’ve missed you so much,” you said deeply stirred, as you watched your boyfriends embracing each other firmly, “And we’re so excited to finally be here, Tori!” You added, smiling at the two.

Your relationship with Ushijima and Tendou has always been an interesting one. You initially started dating Ushijima in high school, just the two of you. A couple years after high school, you and Ushijima visited Tendou in Paris for the first time and drink after drink led to one another and you found yourself sandwiched between them, stuffed full with more than just carnal desire. From that moment on, glances you exchanged changed from lust to affection, the three of you started a relationship together. The two of you visited Tendou as often as you could with Ushijima’s busy volleyball schedule and your high demanding job. With Ushijima being in his off season, and you finally having a breather from work, you decided it was time to pay a visit to your still very quirky chocolaterie boyfriend. The three of you made your way to Tendou’s apartment after getting the rest of your luggage.

“Any special plans while we’re here?” You asked eventually, leaning against Tendou’s shoulder while you held Ushijima’s strong hand.

“I made some changes to the shop, as you know, so there will be some things to see. Plus a new cafe has opened down the street from my house and they make your favorite type of little sandwiches!” Tendou says, chuckling when he sees the beaming look on your face.

“Has the shop been doing well since the changes?” Ushijima asked, rubbing small circles on the back of your hand.

“Yes, yes! The customers seem to be enjoying the new recipes. How has work been, my Love?” Tendou asked you.

“Pretty busy, but rather boring without you. Let’s not talk about work! I am here to have fun and have a great time!” You said, smiling at him. “But first I want to lay down for a bit. That flight was rough.”

You arrived at Tendou’s apartment and the two boys grabbed their bags and headed up the stairs. Once the door was open, you flopped down on the couch and sighed into pillows, breathing in the familiar scent.

“This is so nice...” You mumbled into the pillows, turning over to see the two smiling at you.

“Why don’t you sleep? We’ll go, grab some groceries for dinner, and then we’ll cook!” Tendou said. Ushijima walked over to the couch and bent down to give you a chaste kiss on your forehead.

“We’ll be back soon, Love, okay?” You smiled at him as you nodded, and closed your eyes as the two left to go grab groceries.

The three of you sat at the table, a couple bottles of wine gone, and laughter filled the apartment. The buzz of the apartment made you happy to finally be together with both of your boyfriends. You’ve missed this and you couldn’t be more happy.

After you cleaned up and were sitting on the couch, an idea popped into your head. “I’ll be right back!” You said, as you got up from the couch and made your way into the bedroom.

You grabbed your bag and went to the restroom. You started to take out a lingerie set, looking down, not noticing Tendou slipping into the restroom. You gasped when you felt hands wrap around your slender waist, slowly moving under your shirt, causing a small sigh to slip through your lips.

“You think you could just stalk off and I wouldn’t know what you're up to, hmm?” Tendou whispered in your ear, his hands moving up higher and cupping your breasts tenderly. He gave a slow but demanding squeeze, causing you to push back into him.

“I wanted to—ah!” You couldn’t finish your sentence because Tendou pulled your bra down hastily and gripped your nipples between his fingers as his nose nuzzled at your temple. You leaned your head back onto his shoulder, wanting more, and finally his mouth caught yours in a heated kiss. The two of you fought for dominance, heat and need rising equally, as one of his hands moved down to the front of your skirt painfully slowly snaking into your panties. You pushed up into him, just wanting him to touch you properly already.

You loved being with Ushijima, always more than satisfied when the two of you were together, but you wouldn’t lie and say you didn’t crave Tendou’s touch, too. While Ushijima was the bigger of the two, Tendou’s touches were gentler, a bit more sentimental.

You gasped when you felt Tedou’s long fingers starting to leisurely rub small circles on your clothed clit. He broke the kiss abruptly, swiftly pulling your shirt over your head along with your bra while he maneuvered you in the bedroom, and pushed you down face first onto the bed. The sudden sound of a throat clearing made you flinch slightly.

“Really you two? Playing without me, hmm?” Ushijima asked, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.

“Wakatoshi, you can always have her. I wanted her all to myself for a bit.” Tendou said, impatience letting his voice sound huskily, as he ran his fingers over your clothed slit. A moan fell from your lips as he continued to tease. With steady steps Ushijima started to walk over to the bed but Tendou stopped him with his free hand on a muscled chest. “Why don’t we make him watch us, huh, Kitten? You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

His fingers pushed your panties to the side and his pointer finger finally glided smoothly into your waiting hole. You moaned loudly when you glanced back and saw the two making out passionately, as another long slender finger entered you. Tendou helped Ushijima take his shirt off; You whined when Tendou’s fingers left you, so he could take his shirt off, too. Your skirt and panties were finally taken off then, and Tendou made Ushijma sit on the bed in front of you. Meanwhile, Tendou got on his knees behind you, eyes looking at your glistening pussy, groaning when he saw you clenching around nothing. His hands slowly made their way up your thighs to your ass, spreading your cheeks and then smacking your ass.

“We’re going to have so much fun, Kitten.” Tendou said, his mouth lowering to your pussy. “I’ve missed the taste of you.”

You gasped when you felt his tongue start to make small wet circles on your clit. He laid his tongue flat as he licked a long stripe from your clit all the way to your ass. You moaned loudly when you felt his tongue start to make circles around your other hole while his thumb made its way to your clit. Ushijima in front of you started to palm himself through his shorts as he watched Tendou eat your ass, lips parted and eyes hungry. You whimpered when you felt Tendou’s tongue start to go in and out of the tight ring, his thumb not letting up on your clit. He alternated between both holes, which had you quickly cumming for the first time of the night. You reached out and grabbed Ushijima’s shorts, wanting more, wanting him, too! A hard smack landed on your ass as a punishment, making you yelp.

“No touching him until I say, Kitten.” Tendou murmured, standing up and taking the rest of his clothes off. You could see out of the corner of your eyes that his cock sprung free, hitting his stomach with a lewd smacking sound. He got behind you again, pumping his cock a few times before slowly pushing himself into your pussy. You dropped your head into the mattress as you felt his cock deliciously stretching you out. God, he felt so, so good! Once he bottomed out, a groan escaped his lips and he stayed still. “So warm, so tight. All that fucking the two of you do, and she’s still so tight, Wakatoshi. Amazing...”

Ushijima’s eyes darkened a bit more as Tendou started to roll his hips torturously slowly.. Ushijima pulled his shorts and underwear down, throwing them to the side, taking his large cock in his hand. You moaned when you saw him fisting himself, because he was watching you getting railed.

“Please...” You demanded something, not quite sure what even.

“Please what, Kitten? Use your pretty voice.” Tendou said with a small laugh, slowing his speed to tease you even more.

“Please let me suck Toshi. Please!” You whined out, pushing your hips back into him. Seeking the warmth you’d been deprived off for so long.

“What do you think Wakatoshi? Has our kitten been a good girl?” You nodded your head furiously, and Tendou smacked your ass again as it wasn’t you being addressed.

“She has been a good girl.” Ushijima said with a soft voice, shifting closer, so his cock was in your face and his free hand came up to caress your cheek.

“Go ahead then kitten, make Wakatoshi feel as good as I feel.”

You didn't hesitate. You grabbed his cock with one hand and brought him into your mouth. Tendou started thrusting again, his pace making you take more of Ushijima. Groans escaped the two men as Ushijima’s hand made their way to your hair. You bobbed up and down as best as you could while being fucked by Tendou from behind. Tears started to fill your eyes, lack of oxygen making you dizzy, as you tried to take more of Ushijima down your throat. He was by no means small and you always struggled to suck him off. What you couldn't take in your mouth, your hand made up for.

“She likes this Wakatoshi. I can feel her tightening around me.”

“You like being stuffed, baby? Like being full of two cocks?” You moaned around the thick dick in response, feeling your second orgasm of the night warming in your belly, curling your toes, too .

“Are you close again, baby? Your greedy pussy is pulsing around me so nicely.” The way Tendou’s words fell from his mouth had you seeing stars. You could tell both men were close as well, Tendou’s movements were getting a bit sloppy and Ushijima’s cock was spasming in your throat.

“You’re going to cum with us, right, Baby?” Ushijima asked with a deep lust-filled voice, as he started to thrust his hips into your mouth in earnest. His hips stilled then, a groan leaving his lips, and he held your head in place as hot thick ropes of his cum painting your throat white. The knot in your stomach snapped as you gushed around Tendou’s cock. Tendou moaned louder as his hips snapped in a final harsh thrust and he stilled as well, his cum burying deep within your pussy. Ushijima wiped the tears from your eyes as the cum you couldn’t swallow spilled onto his thighs. Tendou pulled his softening dick out of you, making you whimper from the sudden loss, as Ushijima’s cock slipped out, too, and you laid your exhausted head on his firm thighs.

“Let’s clean her up and give her a deserved break.” Ushijima said and Tendou nodded to do just this. It was so soothing how he cleaned you up with careful movements, before Ushijima pulled you up his chest. And it felt utterly perfect, as Tendou settled behind you, too, after he’d finished his duty.

“I’m okay, Toshi.” You whispered, running your slender fingers up and down his broad chest. You placed soft kisses on his neck, one of his weak spots, earning a slight groan from him. Tendou ran long pale fingers through your hair, as he placed kisses along your nape and down your slightly arched back.

“I’m ready. I want both of you inside. Please, I need you so much.” You murmured your demand against heated skin.

Ushijima looked at Tendou and nodded once, sharp, decidedly, as Tendou got up to get the lube from the nightstand. Your hand went down to Ushijima’s hardening cock, gripping it in your hand. You kissed him feverishly as you pumped his cock and Tendou opened the bottle of lube and lathered you up. Ushijima pulled you on top of him and he slid right in your pussy, still wet from Tendou’s leftover cum, with a sweet, painfully smooth thrust. You gasped as he filled you up completely, or even more, you couldn’t tell anymore. You moan again, when you feel Tendou’s finger make slow circles around your rim before slowly pushing his finger in. You fell flat against Ushijima’s chest, your breasts pushing into him. Tendou added another finger, too slow yet too fast at the same time, and you already felt so utterly full. Ushijima rubbed your back and stayed still while Tendou removed his fingers to move, and positioned himself between your legs. His tip slowly started to press against the ring, the thick head of his cock sliding into your ass then, and you felt the tears spring to your eyes once more. You clung to Ushijima, breathy whiny whimpers leaving your trembling lips as Tendou continued to move deeper.

“You’re doing so well, Kitten. Taking the two of us like you were made for us. We know it’s been a while, but you're such a good girl, so brave!.” Tendou said in awe, rubbing your ass while Ushijima rubbed your back to make you relax.

“A very good girl. Taking the both of us, such a perfect baby.” Ushijima hummed. You loosened up at the praise and let out an air-cutting moan when Tendou bottomed out with a last sharp push. You could feel their two cocks rubbing together inside of you, barely separated between the thin layer of skin between your pussy and ass. Tendou set the pace as he started to move in and out of you. Ushijima lifted his hips up and started to meet Tendou’s pace. You became a babbling mess as the two cocks stuffed you full oh so perfectly. The tears continued to flow as Ushijima’s cock hit that spongy sweet spot in your pussy, your clit rubbing on his pelvic bone with each roll of hips.

“Her pussy was so tight, but her ass is squeezing me even tighter. I won’t last much longer, Wakatoshi.” Tendou panted out, the sweat clinging on all your bodies.

“She’s squeezing me, too. She’s very close. I can feel it.”

Your eyes closed as you felt the searing knot in your stomach returning. You knew you’d be tired after cumming three times now. Their pace picked up and you cried out as you squirted all over them, your final orgasm of the night hitting you hard as Tendou sealed it with a last brutal thrust. They both groaned then, and stilled at the same time, breathing fast in the aftermath of their orgasms. Just like you. You felt yourself full of cum after the two had come inside of you simultaneously. Tendou leaned down and placed soft kisses down your spine as Ushijma kissed your temple with his thin lips. Tendou pulled out first, leaving again to turn on the bath for you. Ushijima sat up, still inside of you and got up off the bed, holding you as tight as you clung to him, heading to the bathroom. Once cleaned up, back in bed, you laid on Tendou’s chest while Ushijima spooned you from behind.

“I’m so happy to finally be together with both of you.” You whispered out, love tightening around your words.

“We’re, too. And we love you so much, baby.” Ushijima said, pressing his lips softly into your shoulder.

“Round three?” Tendou jokingly asked with a smug smirk on his lips, and you playfully slapped his chest in return.

“We have all the time in the world while we’re here.” You sighed heavenly. Needless to say, you didn’t leave the apartment much during your time in Paris.

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[chiwhorei]

𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭

cross-posted to Ao3!

pairing: issei “horse cock” matsukawa x fem!reader

genre: smut, 18+ mdni

word count: ~4.4k

tags: stripper!issei, stripper!seijoh, roommate!oikawa, tendoukawa (bc @heauxzenji said it an it’s now the only ship in my head) dry humping, lap dance, a little corruption, spitting, public, alcohol and recreational drug consumption (weed and coke), spanking, degradation, hardly edited

a/n: howdy! this is my contribution to the smut pile’s western collab and it is so incredibly late but what the hell else is new. the masterlist for the collab can be found here! @messwriting and myself, in true chaotic duo fashion, built an absolutely depraved multiverse of seijoh strippers: the lawbreakers. lee, i love you so much. this journey we’ve been on the past few months has been chaotic and beautiful, and there’s plenty more to come. 

the multiverse: hanamaki || iwaizumi || kyoutani

hymn: save a horse (ride a cowboy) by big & rich

and all the girls say— save a horse, ride a cowboy

A fog of smoke burns in your eyes. The room around you feels like it could curl in on itself, four walls marked sparsely with dusty furniture, the smell of weed and cash. 

You fix your gaze onto a long, diagonal tear in the leather couch across the must and g-strings, the rip in upholstery is stuffed with wrinkled one dollar bills. 

It feels like observing an exhibit at a museum, or a zoo. Lines of coke, random dustings of pot and discarded swisher tobacco, too many open handles of liquor. Sitting on an end table is a bright pink teddy bear with a cowboy hat on it’s head.

How the fuck did you get here?

***

You shift your weight on either foot, arches aching already. The pair of jeans and top you had planned on wearing tonight were all but ripped off of your body, casual boots thrown down the hallway with sadistic glee and replaced with heels that are taller and a dress much too short.

“Damnit, you’re walking too fast.” Your appointed captor turns around dramatically, stopping in his tracks to watch you catch up. The cigarette pressed into his mouth cards in two fingers and extended towards you as a peace offering. You take the half gone stick and bring it to your lips.

Tendou’s mission was simple, drag his boyfriends roommate and best friend-- possibly kicking and screaming-- out for a night she won’t soon forget. 

“Were those really necessary, Satori?” You point with the remnants of his cigarette and he feigns a kicked-puppy expression, looking down dramatically at his all black outfit contrasting drastically with a flashy pair of brownish-red cowboy boots. 

“I am being a supportive partner. Plus Tooru and I wear the same shoe size.” His hair is bright outlined by the neon sign above the building.

You inhale smoke and nicotine, eying him over once again before continuing. 

“Does it bother you when he’s dancing on all of those horny women?” The cigarette butt falls to the ground, you snuff it out while exhaling remnant smoke from your nose, the bachelorette party walking towards the door in a parade screaming emphasizes your question.

Tendou pulls you close, mouth pressing against your neck to bite against the skin. You jerk away from his embrace, with a feeble push against his chest to match the scoff scratching against your throat. The tall red head above you, currently leaned into the dip on your neck, always has an air of vulgar humor and zero personal space. 

“Watching my pretty little boyfriend grinding on women that would never stand a chance with him,” he pulls away just in time to catch another eye roll before grabbing your wrist to pull you inside, “I think it’s hot as fuck.” 

You stumble behind him, the doorman recognizing your friend immediately and lets the pair of you through tacky saloon doors. You catch a glimpse of the tattered sign standing right next to the entrance. 

Lawbreaker’s Presents: The Guys of the Wild West

The club is drastically warmer than outside, the chill in your barely covered limbs thaws in a mixture of stage lights and body heat.

 You sigh deeply as the sound of country music fills your ears, seemingly in rhythm with the squawking of drunken hens sipping on tall flutes of champagne. Thinking back briefly to when you first signed the lease with Oikawa, you remember he wore glasses and a sweater vest. 

He said he worked as a “fitness instructor.”

“Ah, my two favorite people in the whole world,” Tooru’s ears just have been burning at your recollection, as your roommate appears in front of you in nothing but white spandex shorts and a pair of shiny boots to match, a tray of drinks is placed to the side on an unoccupied table. The white cowboy hat on his head gleamed in the low light of the club, rhinestone star shimmers-- you want to shy away from the bright refraction hitting your eyes.

He looks in his element, completely confident and cocksure as he walks around in only underwear and body oil. 

“Aren’t you glad you came out tonight? I promise, you’re going to have a great time.” Oikawa melts into Tendou’s side, he looks just as content in the current atmosphere. Tendou seems at home in any ecosystem he wanders into.

“The show starts in 15, go get yourself a drink and try to pull the stick out of your ass. I’m going to, uhm, wish Tooru an extra special good luck.” 

“I really didn’t need to know that, thanks. Tooru, break a leg.” You turn around at the sight of the wandering, tattooed hand on it’s journey south on Oikawa’s abdomen and retreat to the bar. You aren’t shocked by the display, not hardly, not with the two of them using almost every surface in your apartment as a debauched playground.

The space around you is emptier than you imagined it would be, but there is still time before the night actually starts. The bartender approaches just as you sit down on one of the wooden stools, every fixture around you is designed to look like an old saloon-- save for the strobing lights and dj booth.

You order something strong and amber, partially to stay in-theme, partially for the nerves settled in your stomach that draft beer wouldn’t be able to curb.

The woman smiles brightly and turns to pour your liquor, leaving you to pick at a cocktail napkin and await your friend’s return.

“You’re Shittykawa’s roommate.” A stranger's voice is deep and bellowing, sounding high above your ear. You swivel in your seat, gaze meeting a tanned chest instead of a set of eyes. Trailing upwards past thick black tattoos and an unavoidable pair of silver nipple rings.

You can feel the muscles in the back of your neck as they strain to meet his chocolate brown stare, he looks amused as you all but gawk at him.

“Yes, uh, I am. And you’re, uhm--” the train of thought you try to hang onto derailed completely by a devastating smile, “one of Tooru’s co-workers?”

If his smile wasn’t enough, his laugh could level the building around you. Your new friend taps the black Stetson against the bar top before putting it back on his head. He gestures broadly to his attire, or lack thereof, with another disarming and smooth chuckle. 

“What gave that one away, darlin’?” You realize how stupid your question sounded, mentally kicking yourself but trying desperately not to show it on your face.

Long, thick legs are wrapped in a pair of leather chaps, the tight fabric hides nothing even if it covers most of his lower half. A matching vest hangs open on his chest, the muscles in his arms look bigger than your head. He seems huge in presence and physique, your own form is a shrinking violet below him.

“Your drink, dear. Double Jack n’ Coke.” The bartender slides a glass towards you, and you accept it with a gracious smile. The distraction is definitely appreciated, any excuse to break the eye contact that has you dissolving like lye.

“Jack n’ Coke, a gal after my own heart.” You choke, a coupling of small coughs break out of your chest. You curse your bodies reaction, you don’t even know--

“You’re name, uh, w-what’s your name.” Casual conversation seems like the best option, because it’s only been two minutes with the almost-naked Casanova and there’s a gnawing feeling that you don’t want him to walk away.

You blame it on the alcohol not yet even running through your veins. 

“Call me anything you want, pretty girl, but my name’s Issei.”

A smile creeps from one end of your mouth to the other. His presence is jarring to say the least, but there’s something about the way his teeth peek out past curled lips that makes you want to lean in instead of away.

Tendou calls your name, effectively pulling you out of Issei’s orbit and reminding you where you are. Heat flushes in waves on your face as Tendou wraps his long arms around your shoulders from behind. Acknowledging your new friend with a pointed, “Howdy partner,” before turning to order his own drink.

“Something sweet please, and strong.” You hear his voice singing to the bartender but still face Issei, having his attention is more intoxicating than whiskey. You want him to talk to you, to ask you questions, to grace you with that smile over again.

You feel the ability to breathe escaping when Issei leans into you impossibly close, his hand enclosing around your back and pulling you in so slightly you could swear you imagined it.

“It was nice to meet you. Make sure I hear ya’ out there, darlin.”

You’re left almost falling from the bar stool, watching as Issei strides toward the back. The way his hips sway is unfair in every--

“Hey,” Tendou’s fingers come up to snap in front of your face, “Didya hear me? Let’s go take our seats.” 

That’s right; you feel like you’ve just run a marathon, heart beating erratically at the briefest interaction, your night hasn’t even started yet. 

You’re dragged directly towards the front of the stage and sat in a small two person table. You agreed to the night out between gritted teeth, hauled to the uber with absolute defiance; but most of your protest has fizzled away-- definitely not due to a pair of deep brown eyes and planes of perfectly tanned skin-- as you get comfortable next to the boisterous bridal party. You can hear their idle, drunken chatter at your back. 

“I heard they call one of the dancers ‘Mad Dog’. Apparently he’s totally feral.”

“One of them is nicknamed the ‘Big Tease’, he really likes the pretty little brides~” 

“Oh yeah? Well there’s one dancer called ‘Horse Cock’. I’m going to go home with him.” 

The women behind you howl with laughter, enjoying their friend’s last night of freedom. The straw in your drink twirls idly, thoughts drifting with each turn of the plastic against your liquor. Surely, Issei had just intended a friendly introduction, he wouldn’t be raking in tips by being unapproachable.

Friendly, you decide, repeating it to yourself until the lights drop and a black curtain is pulled up, he was just being nice. 

* * *

The show starts out mostly how you would expect. Through a few sets, toned, beautiful guys take their clothes off and fling articles at the screaming, panting crowd. The table next to you gets the most attention, bridal parties, you assume, would be the prized cash cow.

Oikawa comes out in the most obnoxious, white and teal outfit and strips into nothing but a thong and boots. Every inch of his skin sparkles, the cause becoming obvious when he jumps down to the audience and swivels his hips and ass right into your lap. Your hand comes up to his hip reflexively to brace yourself-- of course, body glitter.

You watch on at the sweaty writhing of the most beautiful men you have ever seen in real life. The atmosphere around you is absolutely contagious, it’s impossible not to fall into the rhythm, losing inhibitions with every stray piece of fabric as it’s tossed into the sea of women.

Just as you lean over to Tendou to admit that you’re enjoying yourself, the next song blasts loudly from the speakers. The beat vibrates your table, soaking into every nerve, but is almost drowned out completely by the shrieking from every patron around you. They must know what’s coming. 

 Looking back up front, you realize why the crowd is losing their minds. The man that commanded your attention at the bar is even more alluring now. His strut to center stage is deliberate, flashing smiles and winks to no one in particular and hypnotizing every person in his reach.

Issei is stunning in his element, soaking in the reaction with a humble tip of his hat. You could swear, though you’re sure that it’s just your imagination, that he’s looking right at you.

His performance starts out like the rest of them, but each movement of his tattooed hands as they travel over his chest is spellbinding. 

Issei discards his leather vest and tosses it to the side, it feels like you’re watching him in slow motion. He’s gorgeous, skin tanned and tight over thick muscle, arms wrapped in black ink and shining with sweat.

His chaps are next, ripped from his legs just as music behind him picks up. The wedding party next to you so loud you swear the laundromat next door can hear.

 All that’s left is a thong that’s barely covering his cock. You try desperately not to, but all your eyes can focus on is the bulge under a tiny piece of black leather. Your thighs rub together in search of any relief to the feeling growing hot and slick in your stomach.

He moves like liquid platinum, every long, deliberate swivel of his hips and overt palming over his crotch is enough to cause delirium. He soaks in every whistle and shriek of his name, vibrating on the high of squelching attention. 

Issei is a natural. He’s a wild animal, and, along with every other woman there, you wish he would tear you apart with his canines. 

He descends the short staircase with a quick stomp of his boots, now making rounds through the crowd. He stops in front of tables at random, invading the space between strangers and collecting wrinkled one dollar bills.

Why does something so blatantly performative feel voyeurous?

All you can do is gawk, ignoring how every time another woman’s hand runs down his abdomen you heat with envy. As he turns away from the bridal party neighboring you, your blood turns ice cold.

Issei has you, unmistakably, in his sights. His eyes pin you, holding you down tightly in your chair as he struts forward. Tendou whistles loudly as the brunette approaches your table. You wonder, in your last moment of cognizance, if Saroti and Tooru had planned your evening in more detail that you originally thought.

“Long time no see, darlin’,” Issei stands over you, and all you can do is stare dumbly up at him, “do ya trust me?” 

You don’t answer, not with words, not like he would even hear your quiver over Big & Rich booming through the speakers. His question is stupid, to trust someone you just met so vaguely?

You do. Against any better judgement, you do. 

He doesn't give you the chance to ask what he means, stuck in the gooey feeling of his attention. Issei reaches behind you, picking up your half empty glass. He swirls the drink with an almost evil smile before bringing it up to his lips and draining the last bits of whiskey and coke. 

Your face reads confused, not putting his intentions together until you feel his thumb pressed against your chin. Issei’s eyebrow quirks, eyes trained on your reaction. You’re options are to shy away, turning back in your seat, running for escape in the bathroom, or--

The gloss on your mouth is sticky as your lips part in obedience. Issei tries to hide his elation, but it’s difficult to remain aloof as your tongue lulls out and your eyes beg him.

Issei’s hold on your chin tightens, nudging you to lean in so he’s only inches away. Your eyes shut lightly, the shouting surrounding you sounds little more than a whisper with the blood rushing in your ears.

You swear you can hear him groan above you as the sharp taste of liquor hits your tongue. Willing your body to cooperate, you swallow the drink with only a small cough. 

His face dips down, it seems like a habit now, to brush his promises against the shell of your ear once again.

“You’re an agreeable little thing, I think you can take it.”

His hands are on either side of your chair in a flash, lifting you up with trained, bulging muscles. You fall forward in your seat, bracing against Issei’s chest. Every cell in your body is tight with tension, if you lift your head up to meet the audience’s eyes, you’re sure you’ll crack like glass.

He steals you from relative comfort, shifting your weight in his arms as he ascends back onto stage. You’ve gone limp in his hold, pliant to his will. The unfamiliar presence at a dusty bar top has turned into more than a front row seat to depravity.

You’re thrown off balance as he sets you down, eyes adjusting to the white hot stage lights. You’re exposed to every set of eyes in the building, even if you can’t see him-- you know Satori is smiling from one sharp cheek to the other. Wherever Tooru is, he’s most likely sitting in the same satisfaction.

Aren’t you glad you came out tonight? I promise, you’re going to have a great time.

Issei rounds the back of your chair so his actions are hidden from your view. The brim of a leather cowboy hat breaches your field of vision, much too big for your head.

His hands come down onto your shoulders, snaking down your bare arms. His touch leaves a scorching fleet of chills. Issei runs his finger tips upwards, tracing against your collarbone before wrapping his grip lightly around your neck. 

He can feel it, he has to, the racing pulse right under the surface of your skin.

The music transitions effortlessly, going almost unnoticed. The next song, still sharp with a cheesy country twang, is slower, deeper.

Issei’s thumb brushes against your cheek, your body wants to relax into the touch before it remembers how public the gesture is.

You hold in a shaky breath as he comes to stand in your eyeline again, you might as well be bound to your chair with rope. He looks larger than life-- in both stature and presence-- in front of you. His skin is glistening, refracting from the harsh lights with sweat and oil. 

He is an unstoppable force against your will. Your desire to hide from the blinding attention is nothing compared to the desire to please. To please a stranger, to please the man you met only an hour ago. 

To please Issei.

He flashes you another wink, taking a moment to rake his stair down your body. He memorizes the outline of your cute little dress, red is definitely your color. 

Issei slides across the smooth surface of the stage to meet where you’re perched. The barreling, almost naked body now impossibly close to where your knees are pressed together.

He starts at your ankles, tracing the soft skin of your legs until his palms press flatly against your lower thigh. Issei savors the moment for a beat longer before prying your legs apart.

The crowd below you is loud and hollow in your ears, the shame bubbling up against your cheeks and nose is nothing compared to the pressure between your legs. 

Issei’s hands wander up and under the hem of your skirt, scratching his nails on the vulnerable skin before they find his prize in the form of thin lace.

The “Wait” and “Stop” sitting on your lips shrivels up and dies as your panties are ripped off. You see the bright color, the last remnants of opposition twirling around his pointer and middle finger.

The crowd goes wild, watching as your body is made a fantasy that they can all live vicariously by. all you can do is watch as the fabric is stuffed into the side of his thong to accompany fistfuls of singles.

* * *

You’re still in shock by the final dance, still under a trance as Tendou pulls you towards the back. Stumbling behind him to catch up, you’re given no time to think about what you’re about to walk into. 

A fog of smoke burns in your eyes. The room around you feels like it could curl in on itself, four walls marked sparsely with dusty furniture, the smell of weed and cash. 

You fix your gaze onto a long, diagonal tear in the leather couch across the must and g-strings, the rip in upholstery is stuffed with wrinkled one dollar bills. 

It feels like observing an exhibit at a museum, or a zoo. Lines of coke, random dustings of pot and discarded swisher tobacco, too many open handles of liquor. Sitting on an end table is a bright pink teddy bear with a cowboy hat on it’s head--

“I didn’t go too far did I?” Snapping back into reality, you hear Issei call to you. You’re vaguely comforted by a familiar voice before remembering the man attached had spat whiskey into your mouth and stolen your panties just 30 minutes prior. You heat up at the tips of your ears at the recollection of two things you had let him do, that you had wanted him to do. 

Your eyes find Issei sitting on the couch on the opposite end of your freshly showered roommate, seemingly unbothered as Tendou flops down against the middle cushion and drapes both arms across the back. 

“Don’t worry partner, our girl doesn’t startle easy.” Oikawa laughs, adjusting to sit across his boyfriend’s lap.  Issei’s all leather outfit is replaced with a pair of grey sweats. He looks relaxed, effortlessly handsome. 

What was it like, you wonder, before you knew how it felt to look at him? Life past the single night feels grey around the edges. 

When was the last time you felt this alive? 

He takes a sip of a water bottle, wiping off his chin with the large rose tattooed on his hand. You can’t stop staring at them-- the ones that roamed your body in front of a club full of drunk bachelorettes, the ones that traced your skin like he already had the map. 

And now you watch those same hands, so new but so inviting, as two fingers curl inward. They pull you as if tightening a rope around your waist. You wade past tall sweaty men and freshly caught audience members as they tangle across dusty furniture.

You scoot by your best friends from where they sit next to Issei, ignoring the slap to your ass and the following laugh from Oikawa in between loud, sloshing kisses.

“Well, little one,” He pats his thigh, inviting you to the spot on his lap rather than the empty seat next to him, “you’re not gonna run away are ya?” 

Every nerve in your body is twitching, you’re not sure if you could run if you wanted to.

You don’t.

Issei takes in your small nod of confirmation, pulling you into his hold. The position is awkward at first, perching on his knee as you try to keep your balance. He laughs, his arm snaking around your back so you relax into him. You fidget with your fingers as they lie against your lap, watching the bustling around you. A cloud of smoke settles in the air, you wonder if it’s a permanent haze of tobacco and pot-- the scent is probably painted into the walls. 

“Is this what you expected?” Issei’s voice is low and close to your ear, you can feel the smile curled into his question. Your eyes are fixed forward, watching as Tendou pours a small white line into Oikawa’s collarbone and dives in nose first.

“Honestly,” you adjust, kicking your legs up over his other knee, “I’m pretty used to this kind of stuff.”

Even if your usual scene doesn't include a drug filled almost-orgy, you can’t say you’re fazed much. Not with the company you keep.

Even with the circus revolving around you, Issei is the only thing you can see. Everything else falls away but the smell of his body wash and the soft material of his sweats where they meet your naked legs.

His hand rests against your thigh, fingers just above then short hem of your party dress. The metal rings on each digit are cool against your burning skin. You’re sure Issei can feel the heat rising in your stomach as it spreads through your blood. 

You feel him lean back, fishing something out of his pocket to set in your hands. You feel every hair stand on edge as the thin cotton drops into your grip, heavy as an anchor.

“You know what I think, darlin’?” Your breath hitches, the room around you squeezing tight against your shoulders, “I think you’re a natural on stage. I bet you would have let me do anything up there.” 

A hand wanders down the path of your spine, rough fingerprints stroke past each vertebrae. You arch at the feeling, his skin is like a narcotic. The liquor still swimming in your mind is no match to this, to the heady smell of sex and sweat as it cuts through your senses. 

Issei’s right, you’ll let him do anything to you. You’ll beg for it like you’re trying to pass the gates of heaven.

Your body moves of its own volition, legs swinging to straddle his waist. The material of your dress bunches over the curve of your ass, completely exposed to the room around you before being eclipsed by steady palms.

You would be, should be, embarrassed by the display of public depravity. No one around seems to notice, half naked is still more modest than most everyone else. Tendou and Oikawa have dissolved into a pile of spit and clashing teeth next to you, saving you from any snide quips. There’s nothing but Issei, face an inch away from you and lips tempting you to lean forward.

“Would it make you feel better if I told you I don’t usually do this?” 

Glassy eyes flick dumbly at the man below you. He sees the wobble of your lip, the glaze in your stare as you memorize every feature on his face. Any reassurance sitting on his tongue dies when you crash your lips against his, hips rolling down into him and knocking him off guard.

Your kiss is searing and drips with finality. You’ve decided what bed you’ll wake up in the morning with your tongue tracing against his molars.

“No, not really.” Foreheads pressed together, it’s your turn to laugh. If you’re honest, you probably made this decision while still sitting at the bar.

You dip back in, emboldened with the bruising fingers digging against the fat of your hips. The feeling of your cunt pressed against his crotch could bring a man to his knees.

He’s not opposed, he’s just gotta get you home first.

all writing is dymphnasprose’s original content, please do not repost or modify. do no read my content as asmr.©️

[akaashisbabygirl]

Could you do one for Bokuto, Tendo, Kuroo, and Ushijima with a plus size goth/metal head girlfriend please?? Like big platforms, studs and spikes all over, heavily tattooed and pierced?? I hope you have/had a lovely day!!

having a goth girlfriend

pairings: bokuto x reader, tendou x reader, kuroo x reader, ushijima x reader

warnings: none

bokuto kōtarō

bokuto thinks that you are super cool no matter what you look like. he gets a little scared seeing all your spikes that you wear, but at the same time, he’s super interested in how you get dressed in the morning. helps you choose out new piercings because he’s that invested in what your appearance looks like. he doesn’t find you scary at all, he loves your look

tendou satori

tendou loves the way you dress, in fact, he supports it a lot. he’ll buy you new piercings and new clothes, help you pick out new tattoos to get. he enjoys the way you dress and he’s interested. tendou even says that he thinks you look great the way you are and that the two of you make such a perfect couple. he won’t let anyone judge you for the way you dress

kuroo tetsurō

kuroo is a whole ‘woah’ the first time he gets to meet you because i hc him as someone who has never met a goth before. he doesn’t mind the way you dress at all, he supports it actually. he thinks that you look really cute the way that you dress, even if you don’t think of yourself as cute. kuroo buys you cute little accessories, even ones that make you blush from shock

ushijima wakatoshi

ushijima doesn’t understand goth type girls at first until he meets you and forms a relationship. after learning about it more, he doesn’t mind the way that you look or the way that you dress, and he doesn’t like it if anyone says anything bad about you. doesn’t seem to be a big fan of the spikes, but loves changing your piercings with you. he just supports you and all

© all content belongs to akaashisbabygirl 2020, do not repost or change

[aobajohxsai]

I figured I should probably get a Masterlist going, so here goes!! <3

Daichi Sawamura:

Cuddling with Daichi

Hinata Shoyo:

Study Dates with Hinata

Hinata being teased by his S/O

Nishinoya Yuu:

Study Dates with Nishinoya

Tanaka Ryuunosuke:

Study Dates with Tanaka

Kageyama Tobio:

Study Dates with Kageyama

Tsukishima Kei:

Tsukishima with a Short S/O

Yamaguchi Tadashi:

Yamaguchi with a Badass S/O

Oikawa Tooru:

Comforting his Insecure Girlfriend (Plus-size!Reader)

Iwaizumi Hajime:

Comforting his Insecure Girlfriend (Plus-size!Reader)

Kindaichi Yuutarou:

His S/O applying Make-up on him

Kunimi Akira:

His S/O applying Make-up on him

Kuroo Tetsurou:

Kuroo with an S/O who paints their nails 

Kuroo comforting his S/O

Kenma Kozume:

Kenma with an S/O who paints their nails

Haiba Lev:

Platonic! Lev x Reader being Best Friends

Bokuto Koutarou:

Bokuto with an S/O who paints their nails

Akaashi Keiji:

Akaashi comforting his S/O

Tendou Satori:

Tendou with an S/O who paints their nails

Futakuchi Kenji:

Futakuchi comforting his S/O

[gm--requests]

my favourite haikyuu!! boys w/ their insecure plus size gf

 -satori, aone, iwaizumi, koganegawa (angst, fluff??)

Satori Tendou || if anyone knows what it’s like to hate themselves based on their appearance, it’s tendou. all of his life people have been afraid of him due to his rather unique visuals. as a child this really bothered him and on bad days it still does, but he has learned to turn that hate into his super power. he is a monster, not just because of how he looks, but because he is scary to play against. he has learned how to like himself enough to not worry anymore. so when you finally tell him that the reason you haven’t been eating lately wasn’t because you were sick, but because you feel fat and hate how you look, he doesn’t get mad or frustrated, he is just worried. he hates knowing that you feel that way and will do whatever he can to make sure you feel better because he fucking loves you infinitely and he wants you to be able to feel that same way about yourself.  

“y/n-chan~” satori calls out as he steps infront of you in the hallway, “let’s get lunch together.” his smile is wide and playful, but it quickly falls away as you reply. 

“i’m actually, not really hungry,” you want to meet his gaze, but you can’t. 

he pouts and his taped up fingers poke your chubby cheeks, “this is the third time this week, i want to make sure you’re eating well.” 

his actions are playful, but his voice is serious. he hadn’t seen you eat anything in three days and of course he knew you wouldn’t die, but it was still worrisome. on top of that you’d seemed more down, and he hated when you weren’t happy. 

before you could respond, he was wrapping his big hand around your wrist and pulling you down the hallway, “wooo hooo,” he sang out as he brushed quickly past people, you apologized in his stead as you jogged to keep up with him, “my pretty girlfriend and i are finally eating lunch together~ wooo hooo~.”

“tendou, slow down,” you called out from behind him, bowing quickly to the  5th person you’d bumped into due to your speedy boyfriend. by the time you made it to the cafeteria, you were winded and satori couldn’t help but grin at your cute scowl and flushed cheeks. 

“oho y/n-chan what should we eat today, you pick mine and i’ll pick yours!” his eyes lit up with excitement before he flounced away leaving you no choice but to pick his food. 

After purchasing his meal (and the last chocolate ice cream) you searched around the café for him, seeing you looking he called out loudly, “Oho ho ho, over here y/n-chan~” you blush at the scene he is making and skulk over to him. you try to ignore everyone's eyes on you as you carry his tray towards the table. you can’t help but wonder how many people are thinking about how you shouldn’t be eating that much or how you should have skipped on the ice cream, not knowing the meal wasn’t even for you. 

you sit down with a sigh and exchange trays. you happily listen to your boyfriend talk about the latest issue of jump while you push the food on your plate around. you can feel your stomach grumbling and do your best to ignore it. that is until you realise that tendou has stopped talking and is just staring at you. 

“why aren’t you eating? did i pick out something bad? i thought i grabbed your favourite.” 

“oh, uh,” your eyes shift between your food and his face, “i’m not hungry,” you reply but it comes out as more of a question. 

“y/n,” he says, his tone more serious than you’ve ever heard it, “why haven’t you been eating?” 

“i just,” you exhale slowly already feeling the tears prickling at the back of your eyes, “i’m fat tendou, and i just want to lose weight and this is the easiest way. i’m tired of being gross, i’m tired of people staring at me like i’m disgusting, i’m tired of feeling this way.” 

tendou stares at you wide eyed, “gross?” 

you stand and grab your tray, quickly cleaning it up and walking out of the cafeteria. tendou quickly follows after you, all but throwing his tray at goshiki on his way out. it doesn’t take tendou long to find you because he wasn’t very far behind you to begin with. as soon as he can he is grabbing your soft figure and pulling you against him. his arms wrap around your plush midsection tightly, making sure you can’t get out of his grasp. 

“bunny~ you’re so pretty,” his voice is low as he talks to you, you can’t help but to cry into his chest as he holds you, “i know it’s hard, but i’m always gonna be here. i’m always gonna think you’re pretty. i don’t want you to be any other way and you don’t need anyone else to love you. i’ll love you so much that no one else matters.” 

tendou pulls away and cups your face in his hands lovingly, before squishing your face. his kisses your lips and smiles playfully. 

Aone Takanobu || let’s be real, aone doesn’t get it. he just doesn’t understand. he isn’t a super self conscious dude because he doesn’t really pay attention to other people’s opinions. he knows that people find him scary, but he really just thinks that is because he is such a powerful opponent to play against. yea he is big and tall and strong and that is just how he’s always been. he’s a forced to be reckoned with and he doesn’t mind that. so when you tell him that you’re fat and you hate how you look he’s like ??? why though ??? you’re so perfect to him. like it just doesn’t click in his brain, because he’s never seen you as fat, he’s always just seen you as the person he loves. and that includes your body. 

“you look sad again.” if you weren’t sad, you’d have probably laughed at how straightforward the man was. aone was never one for nuance. it was especially apparent in moments like this. you’d promised to come sit through his practice so that he could walk you home, but half way through the practice you’d heard the new date tech managers whispering about how it was so weird that aone would go for a girl like you. someone so... unathletic and out of shape. as if you hadn’t already been struggling with how you looked all week, that really pushed your mood off the deep end. 

“i am sad takanobu,” you reply, knowing there was no point in lying, despite his cold exterior he was pretty good at reading people. maybe it was because of all the read blocking he had to do.  

“why is that?” his eyes were trained on you. you could feel them all but glued to your face. you look up at your boyfriend and sigh. the girls weren’t exactly wrong. takanobu is 6′2 and built. his body was big and muscular and he kept in great shape, you on the other hand were much shorter and pudgier. you’d always hated it, but it had been an even more prevalent thought since you started dating aone.  

“i’m fat,” you whisper out. aone just stares down at you. confusion slowly settles on to his features. 

“okay,” he says and you look up to meet his eyes. by the way his forehead crinkles you can tell he doesn’t understand. 

“i hate being this way takanobu, people think i look gross and i don’t want to ruin your image too.” 

“ruin my image?” 

“yes! why would someone like you be with some one like me?” you exclaim, grateful for the loudness of the balls against the gym floor and the shouts of the teammates. 

“that is simple. i have feelings for you.” 

a tear slips down your face and he tenses, before you can speak he walks towards his coach, tossing the ball that he had been holding in his hands at futakuchi. once he is directly in front of the coach he says “i am sick. i will be leaving practice early,” before turning around and grabbing your hand on the way out. 

“aone you have a game in two days!” you exclaim as he drags you towards their locker room. 

“yes, but you are also important.” he replies as if this should just be common sense. once in the locker room, he wraps you up in his arms. you stand in shock for a moment before wrapping your arms back around him. he has never been one for intimacy in any type of public place and yet here he was squeezing you so hard you thought you might snap in half.

“takanobu-”

“y/n, i like you and your appearance is just fine,” he pulls away from you as he talks, his eyes staring directly into yours, “i enjoy how you look, you are soft.” 

both your face and his own, heat up. red dusting across your cheeks and ears as you stand there staring at each other. 

“i like soft things.”

Iwaizumi Hajime ||  for the past two weeks he has been begging you to wear his jersey to one of his games. you’re his so he wants to let everyone know, but every single time you deny him and finally he gets fed up. are you embarrassed of him? he doesn’t want to force you to do something you don’t want to do but fuck he wants to understand. when you finally admit that you don’t want to wear it because it’ll be too tight and you already feel fat enough, this man is instantly mad. you have to explain to him that those people aren’t checking you out their making fun of you and that just angers him more. he just loves you so damn much how could they not. 

“why y/n, just give me one reason why you won’t wear it. do you think my playing has been bad? i’ve been practicing harder.” iwa’s disheartened. it’s been weeks of him asking you to wear his jerseys. all the other guys have their significant others wearing their jerseys and yet you just keep blatantly refusing. 

“because Iwa!” you shout. 

“that isn’t an answer!” he yells back, grabbing your wrist and pulling you closer to him. His eyes lock onto yours, “are you embarrassed of me of something?” 

you scoff and look at him incredulously, “embarrassed of you? more like embarrassed for you! look at me iwa! do you really think your jersey is going to fit on me? do you really think i’m gonna look good in any of your clothing?” 

“what the fuck are you talking about y/n?” 

“I am fat,” you scream. both of you stand in silence. tears are pushing against the back of your eyes and you let them win. a broken sob leaving your lips as iwaizumi stares at you, seething. 

“are you kidding me right now? who the fuck told you that? you think i care about your weight y/n?” 

“i don’t- i don’t know!” you sob, “everyone else does, i do. i don’t want to embarrass you or myself by trying to squeeze into your clothes. can we please just drop it?” 

honestly, he can’t hear you through his blatant rage, “who are you to decide how i feel about you, huh?” you look at him with wide eyes, tears still soaking your face. 

“who are you to tell me what i can and can’t like? do i make you feel like you need to look like someone else?” 

“n-no i just-”

“y/n, i love you. i love your body and your personality. i don’t give a fuck how other people see you! you’re mine to look at anyways, not theirs! and if anyone has anything to say they can go through me.” 

iwa grabs your face in his large hand, forcing you to look up at him. without any warning he smashes his lips against yours. 

when he pulls away you’re both out of breath, he lets go of your face and grabs his jersey off the back of his desk chair, “put this on like a good girl, so i can properly show you off and later i’ll reward you alright? i’ll show you how beautiful i really think you are.”

Kanji Koganegawa || this sweet precious himbo... he’s quick to catch on to your sadness, but not so quick to figure out the cause. he does his best to cheer you up, but nothing seems to be working so finally he just asks. when you break down in front of him about hating how you look, he definitely feels like he did something wrong. how he could he let this happen, you try to assure him that it isn’t his fault, but its too late. his brain is working a mile a minute trying to figure out how to make sure you feel beautiful and fast. he’s texting the team group chat and asking for help and every moment you’re together he is showing you off. he just wants to see you happy and show you that he really does think you’re so wonderful so you should too. 

“ugghhhh, y/n-chan, i can’t take it anymore,” kanji exclaims. you two are sat on the stands of the now empty date tech gym. he leans back dramatically gripping the sides of his head in melodramatic anguish, “why are you so sad? i’ve asked everyone, i even made sure i didn’t accidentally miss any important dates. i bugged everyone in the group chat so much that they blocked me,” he says sheepishly, sitting up properly and turning to face you as best he could. 

“i dunno gawa,” you reply halfheartedly. to be honest, you didn’t really want to get in to it, but the worried look on his face was eating away at your want to avoid the conversation.

“I guess I just,” you sigh and look up at him, “i haven’t been feeling the best lately.” 

worry washes over his entire body, “oh my god are you sick, did i do something wrong,” his voice gets quiet as he leans a little closer, “is it that time of the month, are you cramping?” 

you fight the urge to roll your eyes, “no silly, none of that. you’re fine and i’m not on my period,” he lets out a ‘phew’ and you smile softly, “i just feel really ugly lately. i’ve put on some weight and i’m definitely not carrying it well to say the least.” 

his eyebrows furrow, “i think you look fine,” he answers almost confused. 

“of course you’d say that, you’re my boyfriend gawa, you have to be nice to me. but really you can’t ignore all the extra fat i’ve put on. it’s really noticeable.” 

“i like it,” he says simply, with a shrug. 

you look at him stupidly, “huh?” 

“I said i like it,” a smile crosses his face, his eyes forming crescent moons as he stands up. the boy steps in front of you and you remember how tall he really is, “i think it’s cute. you’re so pudgy and adorable, like a little dumpling,” he pulls you up from your seat and kisses your forehead and each cheek. 

“not to mention,” his hands grip roughly at your love handles, “it gives me more to grab on to,” kanji’s smile turns cheeky as he squats down in front of you and presses a borage of kisses against your tummy. 

you blush and can’t help but giggle. koganegawa stands up, triumphant, “there she is! my precious little dumplin’s smile is back in action!”