#haikyuu blogs

[ineedoritoss]

haikyuu the dumpster battle🐱‼️

Walking out of the cinema realizing I've outgrown the characters and I'm not that 14 year old girl watching it anymore... (YOU TAKE THE MAN OUT OF THE CITY NOT THE CITY OUT THE MAN‼️‼️‼️)

Also pls watch it's so good

[tojiphile]

when your teacher assigned him to be your tutor, you’re sure he didn’t expect it to end up like this. it’s 5:46pm on a school night and instead of studying, your panties are bunched around your ankles, your cropped skirt flipped up and your blouse unbuttoned obscenely. your sports bra barely keeps your tits in place as your alleged ‘tutor’ bends you over your desk, fucking you silly.

“well, what’s the answer?” he asks, one hand on your waist and the other rubbing small circles around your swollen clit. “i- ‘s too much!” you cry, trying to squirm out of his grip. he traps you in place firmly, slipping his cock in and out of your cunt slowly, causing you to tremble with desire.

“please…” you beg, hot tears spilling down your face, “i- i can’t do this anymore!” you’ve been in this position for an hour; your clit overstimulated and your pussy desperate for more. he’s brought you so close so many times but never once did he let you cum. “why should i?” he scoffs, “stupid girls don’t deserve nice things.”

“if you answer correctly, i’ll fuck you properly. how’s that sound?” he baits you, hook, line and sinker. he asks the question again and you strain your brain to find the correct answer, trying your best to resist his delicate touch.

inevitably, you never get the answer right. that’s okay though, because at the end of every class, your tutor always says, if you can’t be smart, you could always be his little trophy wife. still, stupid girls don’t deserve to cum, so he focuses himself on relieving his own stress, pounding into you like a dog in heat, bullying your cunt and stuffing it full with his cock.

you still feel good though, because at least you’re useful for something! <3

TSUKISHIMA KEI, GETO SUGURU, nanami kento, tendou satoori, sugawara koishi, TETSURO KUROO, takahiro hanamaki, ryomen sukuna, ooc!saiki kusuo, kamisato ayato, KAEYA ALBERICH

[mrs-kodzuken]

ceo's p.a. ⟢ kenma. k

warnings: personal assistant!reader, sexual content (blow job male!receiving, deep throating [more like face-fucking], making out, spit, fingering f!receiving, orgasm denial, top!kenma, bottom!reader) possible buddings of a future situationship, barely fluff and mostly horny, head canons lead into a small fic

*mdni*

CEO!Kenma who hired you solely because of your resume skills and not because of the way you look, that was just a plus

CEO!Kenma who finds himself drawn to you, the way your professional clothes hug your body, your reading glasses, even how you do your make up, he’s drawn to it

CEO!Kenma who doesn’t act on his feelings, not wanting to lose a valuable employee nor wanting to go against the own rules he set as the boss

CEO!Kenma who uses your behavior at the next meeting to go off on a few employees who “could stand to be a bit more obedient like my assistant”

CEO!Kenma whose words ignite a fire inside of you, making you press your thighs together in the middle of the meeting, holding your head down, hands clutching the clipboard for notes and face flushed because of your boss

CEO!Kenma who can’t get out of your mind, ever since that meeting, you’re thinking of him, dreaming of him, wanting him, seeing him in a new light

CEO!Kenma who wears the most expensive business suits to work on important days, knowing what it does to his favorite assistant, he’s too observant for you to not realize he knows the effect he has on you

CEO!Kenma who continues to request weirdly specific and slightly sexual things to purposely make you flush because he loves the sight of your embarrassed face

CEO!Kenma who requests for you to grab the staples he dropped trying to put them in the stapler on his desk, and his reason for asking you to? his neck hurt from sleeping weird

CEO!Kenma who waits patiently for you with a smirk on his face so you can do what he asks like the obedient girl you are, and you would have no trouble with it if the staples didn’t purposely fall in between his legs

CEO!Kenma who states, “you look good at this angle” as you’re on your knees looking up at him with a flushed face, you hurried to grab the staples and after that day you made sure they were always filled

CEO!Kenma who corners you one day after work, you had stayed late to organize your work load for the next few days, and Kenma decided to trap you and ask a few questions

CEO!Kenma who asks you, “I’ll give you a bonus if you want to be my good girl for tonight?” you were completely shocked but couldn’t deny the sexual feelings you got from him

CEO!Kenma who sets you down between his legs and tells you to take out his cock and suck it like a good girl

CEO!Kenma who helped guide his own cock into your warm, wet mouth teaching you how to properly make him feel good

CEO!Kenma who groans out how much of a good, obedient girl you’re being, “make me cum and i’ll reward you, pretty” and that only gets you fired up as you try to deep throat his entire length, you started gagging when it hits the back of your throat

CEO!Kenma who mumbled out a quick, “fuck, sorry” before slamming his entire cock into your throat, your eyes immediately welling up with tears as you choked

CEO!Kenma who came down your throat as you struggled to breathe but couldn’t ignore the delicious feeling of helplessness you got from it, it turning you on

CEO!Kenma who looks down at you with lidded eyes and then opens your drool covered mouth with his thumb to spit into it, he loved the sight of your tear ridden face, especially when it was because of him

You unintentionally swallowed the saliva that your boss spit into your mouth. It was a reflex you didn’t know you had till now. Gazing up at him, you just knew your make up was running every where, you probably looked a mess.

Kenma smirked, “It’s time for your reward, pretty.” He patted his thigh, signaling for you to climb on to his lap.

You ignored the burning in your throat and nose as you did what he asked, anything to soothe the burning desire from your core. You needed something, anything to help fill the aching desire of need.

“Want me to make you feel good?” He lowly asked in your ear as you fell into his lap, legs over his hips. You nodded into his shoulder, lust not clearing your eyes anymore and the realization that you’re doing this with your boss coming back.

“No, come on. I need to hear you say it, doll.” He gave a warning slap to your ass, igniting a yelp out of you.

“Ah—yes. I want you to make me feel good, please.” You begged him, hands tightening on his shoulders. You couldn’t bear to look him in the eyes, his watchful, piercing eyes.

You felt delicate hands push up your pencil skirt and tug your panties to the side. Your hole clenched around nothing as you felt the tips of his fingers run across your heat. He was teasing you now.

You waited impatiently as he circled his fingers around your clit without touching it, making you whine in need. The tips of his fingers playing with every part of your cunt except the parts you needed him to.

“Please, please touch me. I’ve been so good for you,” You whined, almost on the brink of crying. It hurt being this full of need with nothing soothing the painful ache.

“Only since you asked nicely.” And then three long, slender fingers rammed inside your cunt. Your head threw back and a loud moan was heard from your lips.

That’s when Kenma started jackhammering his fingers in and out of your pussy, not giving you any time to recuperate. His fingers kept constantly hitting that spot inside of you that you needed, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“You like that?” Kenma groaned; you felt his still uncovered cock starting to become hard once more. And you couldn’t even do anything to respond to his question.

“Fuck, you’re so wet, doll. You’d feel so good around my cock, huh?” Those sickenly sick words added oil to the fire that was inside of you.

You couldn’t stop the moans escaping your mouth nor the feeling of your orgasm creeping up on you. Kenma could feel your cunt starting to squeeze his fingers more and he waited just a few more pumps and that’s when he stopped.

You were on the brink of cumming when he pulled his fingers out of your pussy. A trail of shiny liquid left behind on his perfectly manicured fingers.

“Stop, no, please! I was so close!” You cried, tears actually falling from your eyes. You could feel your orgasm dispersing, but the feeling of horniness never fully went away.

You were about to complain some more to him, the man who had made you so fucking horny but to deny your orgasm. However, he cut you off with a sharp kiss, gripping the back of your head and forcing your mouth open.

You gladly let him explore your mouth, hoping that if he did this, he’d let you finish. The hot, wet muscle felt different compared to your own but that didn’t make it any less lust filled.

Kenma pulled away, eyes heavily lidded with desire, a trail of spit connecting your mouth to his. His burning hot cock throbbed underneath you, right near to where your pussy was soaking.

“Stay my good girl and I’ll let you cum as many times as you want.” He stared you in the eyes, a lazy smirk on his face, entrapping you into nodding your head as if you were in a trance.

You’d stay his good girl for as long as forever if it meant that he would pleasure you like this from now on.

a/n: hot damn, wasn’t expecting my mind to write this lmfao, as always requests are open and i hope you enjoyed <33

[taxkha]

Happy to report that 1) I'm still in love with Iwaizumi and 2) I can still draw him from memory

[emmyrosee]

based on this cute ass video but tw for chewing noises 🫶🏻

“Oh, take that bite, here baby, take this bite!”

His hands guide the sandwich to your lips, where his other bites have carved out the perfect bite, jutting out and waiting to be bitten. Veggies and oils have given the sandwich the perfect amount of flavor, and he’s always sure to save the best bite of his food, for you. Be it noodles, or a bite of brownie with extra fudge, that perfect, most delicious bite is to be shared with you, whether you’re sharing the food as one plate, or two separate meals.

“Baby, no, that’s your food,” you giggle, plopping a chip in your mouth.

“I want you to have this bite, it’s perfect,” he says. “We share food in this relationship, since when have we not shared food?”

He watches as your eyes follow the lines of the sandwich, inspecting the morsel closely. He smirks as you swallow thickly, and your eyes flick up to him in excitement.

“It does look good,” you confess.

“Take the bite,” he encourages. “I saved it for you, I mapped it out for you-“

“Ew, don’t word it like that!” You titter, but you ultimately do lean forward to take the bite of his sandwich, trying your best not to laugh at the way he cheers you on.

“Oh, get that bit of bread, get that corner- AH MY FINGER! THATS MY THUMB!��

As you move to bite down, you come down hard on the tip of his thumb, chomping it confidently. You reel back with what bite you could manage, covering your mouth with your hand as you laugh, “just bit me, you brat!” He laughs.

“I’m sorry!” You manage, cheeks puffed out and full.

“It’s okay, I liked it,” he sighs, only making you laugh and gently hit his shoulder, your giggles muffled by the bite still in your mouth.

“Babe!”

“What!”

———

hq: NISHINOYA, TANAKA, hinata, yamaguchi, kuroo, BOKUTO, Tendou, atsumu, OSAMU, SUNA

bnha: KIRISHIMA, KAMINARI

jjk: gojo, YUUJI, TODO, toji (diff font), choso (also diff font)

tr: TAKEMICHI, MITSUYA, CHIFUYU, mikey, draken, baji, ran, SHINICHIRO

[tndo]

Wanted to draw my icon 𓅨

[boykisser4]

My Sweet Baby

pairing: young naive Kageyama tobio x male reader, nsfw so minors begone

warnings: AGE GAP (18 - 23) male reader, smut, possessive, corruption, pervy m/n, violent thoughts/intrusive, exhibitionist, oral, overstimulation, praise

summary: m/n found Kageyama to be as cute as ever. but Kageyama aren’t exactly the smartest in the room according to him. luckily, m/n more than happy to help his sweet baby succeed, and he will not let Kageyama forget him.

The library was an eerie sanctuary in the heart of the academy, a bastion of silence where whispers of knowledge danced between the dusty bookshelves. There, in the quietude, sat a young man with a furrowed brow, wrestling with the complexities of a book that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe. His name was Kageyama Tobio, a boy whose youthful innocence was as stark as the white pages he studied with feverish intensity.

Entering the library, the m/n couldn't help but notice the desperate look etched on Kageyama's face. With a knowing smile, he approached Kageyama, whose eyes flickered up with hope at the interruption. "Having trouble, Kageyama?" he asked, his voice a gentle caress that seemed to echo in the hallowed space.

Kageyama nodded, his cheeks flushing slightly. "It's this assignment," he whispered, his eyes pleading for salvation. "I just don't get it." The m/n's smile grew, a hint of mischief playing at the corners of his lips. He leaned in closer, the scent of his cologne wrapping around Kageyama like a warm embrace. "Maybe you just need the right kind of... guidance," he murmured, his fingers brushing against the nape of Kageyama's neck. The younger boy shivered, his pupils dilating at the touch.

"What do you mean?" Kageyama stuttered, his curiosity piqued. The m/n leaned even closer, his breath hot against Kageyama's ear. "I mean, I could help you. But it's going to cost you something," he whispered, his voice a seductive promise. Kageyama swallowed hard, his heart racing in his chest. He knew what the m/n was implying, but the thought of failing his assignment was too much to bear.

With a shaky nod, Kageyama agreed, his eyes never leaving the m/n's intense gaze. The m/n's smile grew into a grin, his teeth flashing white. He slid his hand down Kageyama's back, resting it possessively on his hip. "Come with me," he said, standing up and offering a hand. Kageyama took it, his palm sweaty, and allowed himself to be led to a secluded corner of the library, where a single desk stood, shrouded by tall bookshelves.

Once there, the m/n pushed Kageyama's chair closer, his thighs brushing against the other boy's. He leaned over, his breath warm against Kageyama's cheek as he pointed at the text. "Let's see what you're dealing with," he said, his tone low and intimate. As Kageyama tried to focus on the words in front of him, he could feel the m/n's eyes scanning his body, lingering on his neck and the soft swell of his chest beneath his shirt. The heat from the older man's body washed over him, making it hard to concentrate.

The m/n's hand began to trace lazy circles on Kageyama's thigh, his fingers inching closer and closer to the growing bulge in his pants. Kageyama's breath hitched, his eyes darting around the library, fearful that someone would see. But the m/n's grip was firm, his gaze unyielding. "Don't worry," he whispered, his voice a dark promise. "I'll make sure you understand everything."

Kageyama felt his resolve waver, his body responding to the m/n's touch despite his mind screaming for him to stop. The m/n noticed his distraction and leaned in, his teeth grazing Kageyama's earlobe. "You're so cute when you're desperate," he murmured, his breath sending shivers down Kageyama's spine. His hand slid up, cupping Kageyama's growing erection through his pants. "But let's get to work, shall we?"

The lesson began with the m/n explaining the assignment, his voice a soft purr that seemed to coax understanding from the very pages of the book. But his touch remained constant, his hand moving in slow, maddening strokes that had Kageyama squirming in his seat. He tried to focus on the words, but his mind kept drifting to the sensation of the m/n's hand on him, the promise of more just out of reach.

The tension grew with each passing moment, the m/n's grip tightening, his strokes becoming more insistent. Kageyama's cheeks burned, his body betraying him as he grew harder under the older man's touch. His eyes darted to the m/n's, searching for any sign of mercy, but all he found was a glint of possessiveness, a hint of the predator claiming his prey.

The m/n leaned in closer, his nose brushing against Kageyama's neck as he whispered, "You're doing so well, baby. But I think you need a little... incentive." With that, he leaned down and placed a soft, wet kiss just below Kageyama's ear, sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. Kageyama's eyes rolled back, his mouth falling open in a silent gasp.

The m/n took the opportunity to slip his hand into Kageyama's pants, his warm fingers wrapping around the younger boy's erection. Kageyama's hips jerked, his eyes snapping back to the m/n's, wide with shock and arousal. "Is this what you want?" the m/n asked, his voice a low growl. "To be mine, to have me help you like this?"

Kageyama's voice was a strangled whisper. "Yes," he managed to croak out, his entire body trembling with need. The m/n smirked, his grip tightening, his strokes becoming faster. "Good boy," he murmured, his other hand coming up to pinch Kageyama's nipple through his shirt. "Keep going, you're almost there."

Kageyama's eyes squeezed shut, his teeth biting into his bottom lip to stifle his moans. The library's silence was a stark contrast to the storm raging within him, the m/n's touch setting him alight. He could feel himself getting closer, his orgasm building like a crescendo in his core.

And just as he was about to reach the peak, the m/n stopped, his hand withdrawing from Kageyama's pants. "Not yet," he said, his voice a command. "You still have work to do." Kageyama whimpered, his body protesting the sudden absence of the m/n's touch. But the m/n was unrelenting, his hand returning to the text. "Focus, baby. You can do it."

The next few minutes were a blur of words and sensations, the m/n's hand guiding Kageyama through the assignment while his other hand teased and tormented him. Each time Kageyama thought he couldn't take it anymore, the m/n would slow down, whispering sweet nothings that kept him on the edge. It was a delicate dance of power and submission, the m/n expertly playing Kageyama's body like an instrument.

Finally, with the assignment completed and Kageyama's mind hazy with lust, the m/n leaned back, his eyes gleaming with victory. "Good job," he said, his voice a purr. "Now, let's discuss your payment." Kageyama looked up at him, his eyes glazed with need. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

The m/n's smile grew wolfish. "I want you," he said simply, his hand moving back to Kageyama's thigh. "And I want everyone to know it." Kageyama's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widening in shock. "What do you mean?" he stammered.

The m/n leaned in, his mouth hovering over Kageyama's. "I want you to be mine, in every way. And I want to show you off." His hand moved to Kageyama's chin, tilting it up. "You'll be my little exhibitionist, baby. You'll do anything for me, won't you?"

Kageyama's breath hitched, his body responding to the m/n's dominance despite his racing thoughts. He nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. "Yes," he breathed, his voice shaking.

The m/n's smile grew, his hand sliding back into Kageyama's pants. "That's what I thought," he murmured, his thumb brushing against the sensitive head of Kageyama's cock. "Now, let's seal the deal."

With a firm grip, the m/n began to stroke Kageyama again, his movements swift and sure. Kageyama's hips bucked, his body begging for release. The m/n leaned in, capturing his mouth in a brutal kiss, claiming him as his own. Kageyama moaned into the kiss, his hands gripping the edge of the desk as the m/n's other hand slipped beneath his shirt, pinching and tweaking his nipples.

The m/n broke the kiss, his teeth grazing Kageyama's bottom lip. "You're going to come for me," he said, his voice a demand. "And when you do, you're going to scream my name so everyone in this library knows who you belong to."

Kageyama's eyes went wide with a mix of fear and excitement. The m/n's hand moved faster, his thumb pressing down in a rhythmic pattern that had Kageyama's toes curling in his shoes. The older man's eyes never left his, a dark promise in their depths that made Kageyama's stomach flip. He tried to hold back the moan building in his chest, but it was a losing battle.

The m/n's other hand slid down to Kageyama's waist, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, leaving little bruises that made Kageyama's skin tingle. The pressure built, his muscles tightening, his breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. "Yeah," the m/n encouraged, his voice low and gravelly. "Let it go, baby. Show me how much you want this."

With a strangled cry, Kageyama came, his body arching off the chair. The m/n's hand never stopped moving, drawing out every last drop of pleasure, until Kageyama was boneless, panting heavily. The silence in the library was deafening, the only sound the rustle of pages and the occasional cough to cover the noise. Kageyama's cheeks burned, his eyes downcast, but the m/n didn't let him hide. He leaned in, his voice a gentle command. "Look at me."

Reluctantly, Kageyama lifted his gaze, his eyes meeting the m/n's. The older man's eyes were dark with desire, his own arousal evident in the bulge in his pants. He leaned in, capturing Kageyama's mouth in another kiss, one that was far from gentle. It was a claiming, a branding of ownership that had Kageyama's heart racing even faster.

When they broke apart, the m/n's hand was still on Kageyama's hip, his thumb tracing circles through the sticky mess on his stomach. "Good boy," he murmured, his voice a low rumble of satisfaction. "Now, let's get you cleaned up before we move on to the next lesson."

Kageyama's eyes widened, realizing that this wasn't the end of their rendezvous. The m/n stood up, pulling Kageyama to his feet and leading him to the bathroom. He pushed him into a stall, locking the door behind them with a decisive click. "Take off your pants," he ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Kageyama complied, his trembling hands fumbling with his belt. The m/n stepped closer, his own pants now open, his cock standing at attention. He watched Kageyama with a predatory gaze, his eyes hungry. Once Kageyama's pants were around his ankles, the m/n stepped in, his hand wrapping around his throbbing length. "You're so obedient," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "It's going to be so much fun breaking you in."

Kageyama's face was a mask of shock and arousal as the m/n bent him over the sink, his firm grip on his hip keeping him in place. The cold porcelain sent a shiver down Kageyama's spine, a stark contrast to the heat of the m/n's body pressing against him. He could feel the older man's cock against his ass, the tip teasing his entrance. "Please," he whimpered, his voice barely audible.

The m/n chuckled, the sound echoing off the tiles. "Please what?" he taunted, his breath hot against Kageyama's neck. "Please what, baby?"

"Please, just do it," Kageyama begged, his voice shaking. The m/n's grip tightened, his other hand coming down to slap Kageyama's ass with a resounding crack. The pain mixed with pleasure, making Kageyama's cock twitch. "You'll have to do better than that," the m/n said, his voice a dark challenge.

With a growl, the m/n pushed into him, the head of his cock stretching Kageyama open. Kageyama's cry was muffled by the m/n's hand over his mouth, his eyes watering with the sudden intrusion. The m/n didn't stop, pushing deeper, filling Kageyama completely. Kageyama's body tensed, his mind reeling from the sensation. It was too much, too overwhelming, but he couldn't deny the way his body was responding.

The m/n began to move, his thrusts deep and powerful. Kageyama's moans grew louder, his body moving in time with the m/n's rhythm. He could feel the m/n's hand on his stomach, the pressure building, the promise of a bruise that would be a constant reminder of this moment. Each slap of flesh against flesh was a declaration of ownership, a promise of more to come.

The m/n's hand moved from Kageyama's mouth to his cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts. Kageyama's eyes rolled back, his moans becoming more desperate. "That's it," the m/n murmured, his voice low and approving. "You're going to come for me again, aren't you?"

Kageyama nodded, unable to form words. The m/n's grip tightened, his strokes growing more insistent. Kageyama felt himself building to the edge, the pressure in his stomach unbearable. He could feel the m/n's cock pulsing inside him, the older man's breaths growing ragged. "Come for me," the m/n grunted, his voice thick with need. "Come on, baby."

And with that, Kageyama's body obeyed, his orgasm ripping through him like a bolt of lightning. The m/n's hand on his stomach tightened, the pain mixing with the pleasure until Kageyama was seeing stars. The m/n groaned, his hips stuttering as he emptied himself into Kageyama, his cum filling the younger boy's ass.

"Now you're mine," he said, his voice a soft whisper. "And don't you ever forget it." Kageyama nodded, his legs shaking Kageyama trembling

[pixiesnooze]

[dizzybizz]

some haikyuus

[baby--vera]

BABIEEE🥹🥹🩷

[tooruswhre]

「 𝘀𝗶𝘅 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 」 -

cold morning warmths with kenma kozume !

it was sunday. and that means, you’re at your boyfriend’s place for the weekend until monday morning.

waking up to the soft clicks of the keyboard and taps of his mouse, he murmured inaudible words to the screen.

“awh babe,” in a raspy groan, narrowing your eyes towards the unadjusted intensity the computer screen emitted, “it’s late…” you say as kenma spun to you wrapped in his covers as if you were a soon-to-be butterfly in its cocoon.

it’s no surprise that he is up late again, though. pulling all nighters are essentially nothing to him and then play video games for hours until the break of dawn was a mere everyday activity. he lifted up the earmuff of his headphones on one side to hear you better, “it’s six-thirty, sleepyhead. it's early.”

he corrected you like that was better. you took a glimpse at the digital anime girl clock on his nightstand to verify it was in fact, six thirty in the morning. squinting your sleepy eyes with a knowing frown, he leaned back in his gaming chair, gazing at the dimly lit arena of his game, that you can't quite figure out.

“did i wake you?”

you sat up against the bed, rubbing away the sleepiness from your eyes, “not really... are you coming back to bed soon?”

he shook his head autonomously, “probably not, i just got on not too long ago, why?”

“miss you,” even though he’s just a few feet away, you were craving his warmth. for whatever reason, his place was always alarming cold; the blanket was not a good warming aide, and kenma runs warm most nights.

“cold?”

“a little.”

he tugs off his headset, resting it beside the keyboard on the desk, “wanna sit in my lap while i play a few more rounds?”

he didn’t have to ask you twice once you unraveled yourself out the blanket, throwing it over your shoulders to fulfill this promise. sticking your legs through the arms of the chair, your arms hung over his shoulders while his arms around your torso.

“better?” he whispers to you enigmatically, reaching over for his controller, his hand resting on your lower back for a moment or two,

“so much better.”

☆ 𝗧𝗢𝗢𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗪𝗛𝗥𝗘 — © 2024 ! thanks for reading! hope you enjoyed. :) please don’t edit alter or translate any of my works outside of the tumblr app.

likes, reposts && recs are not required but appreciated.

[mizzfizz]

atsumu kisses your moles miya!! he is super in love with them. he loves kissing them everywhere and anywhere!! kisses them when your chilling, when your changing, when your cooking, when your out, during sex, he kisses them whenever he sees them. it's part of his love language!!

[tojiphile]

thinking about big boys who make it fit. you try to protest, fidget and squirm out of his calloused hands but he grips your waist firmly, pulling you back towards him.

“my darling girl,” he coos, “don’t you trust me?” he brushes a stray hair out of your face, wiping the tears streamed down furiously, your eyes squeezed shut. he laughs and presses a large hand to your stomach, “you’ll be a good girl for daddy, won’t you?”

through sobs, you find the strength to nod as he aligns himself at your entrance. he uses his thick fingers to spread your soaking cunt, the other hand guiding himself in slowly. “that’s it baby, you got this.” his fat cock inches his way in, and you feel the stretch, clenching down on him, shaking your head as if in a trance. he shushes you, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead. “relax, it’ll hurt less.”

you heed his words and release the tension in your stomach. he audibly sighs as he continues pushing his way into you, causing you to whimper until the tip of his dick has pressed up against your cervix. satisfied, he traces the outline his cock is leaving in your tummy, giving it a squeeze as you barely get out the words, “so- full!” he laughs and grips your waist, pulling you off his cock and making you gasp at the sudden movement. before you have time to protest, he’s slamming himself into you again, the lewd sound of his balls slapping against your ass and both your groans fill the room. your cries of pain seem to only spur him on as he continues thrusting into you harshly.

“look at me,” he pants, “look at me while i fuck you silly.” you open your eyes only to meet his, then quickly shutting them in embarrassment. he laughs, “look at my sweet, darling girl, being fucked like the whore she is.” you whine in response but release a gasp when his fingers find your swollen clit, rubbing in quick circles and forcing your stomach to clench up. “don’t cum yet, my darling, hold it there, wait for me.”

you try your best to not cum, squirming from both the pain of him bottoming out and the pleasure from him toying with your sensitive bud. “i’m close baby, just say my name. say my name.” he can’t tell if you’re obedient, or just too fucked out to do anything but obey but when you cry out “daddy!” it’s all over for him.

“now.” he presses the bulge in your stomach down and you can feel the orgasmic joy washing over you like blinding lights, your body shaking, absolutely overwhelmed by him. he fucks you like a man in heat, bottomming out as he reaches his peak, gripping you hard. you can feel the warmth of his cum spreading in your cunt as he collapses on you, kissing your cheek.

TOJI FUSHIGURO, gojo satoru, geto suguru, TODO AOI, bokuto kotaru, TERUSHIMA YUJI, kaeya, ARATAKI ITTO, childe

[mrs-kodzuken]

anything for you ⟢ bokuto k.

synopsis: dating pro!volleyball player Bokuto Koutarou meant that you dealt with a lot of hate that you didn't expect. That lead to a severe newly developed eating disorder that you hid away from your boyfriend, until he found out.

warnings: eating disorder, starving, recovery, healthy meals, emotionally intelligent Bokuto helps you, social media hate, comfort, angst and fluff

This is the sixth day you've gone without food; you could feel hunger pains slowly drifting away. You dreaded the next time they would come, begging for nutrients. Swallowing another sip of diet coke, you didn't worry about it.

After all, you have always told yourself that being skinny means being pretty.

How you desperately wanted to be pretty. How you craved it more than anything else. And fuck, it did hurt to have to keep this newfound development away from your boyfriend, Bokuto.

You both have been in a relationship for almost two years now. You remember that fateful day where you had met him by accident after going to a game for your cousin who loved a certain volleyball player.

You couldn't remember who exactly it was because you were just so captivated by the tall and muscular player who was rumbustious and oozed masculinity.

He had caught your eye and unbeknownst to you, you had also caught his as well. At the end of the game, when he was finished with interviews about his teams' win, he actually came up to you instead to talk about how long you've been a fan.

"Oh! This is my first game, I'm actually here with my cousin." You nervously chuckled, the large volleyball player in front of you making you feel giddy.

"Hey, hey, hey! Did you like my skills? Since you're new can you really tell me how it looked?" The man exclaimed, he sure was a wild one, you could already tell that.

His owlish black and white hair streaks paired with his aureolin colored, astonishing eyes. He sure was definitely blessed, not just in his physical appearance but in his game play too.

You made sure to tell him just that, especially when he scored points for his team. You weren't really sure of volleyball lingo, but you knew that he was unquestionably an eminent player.

"So, would you mind going to dinner with me? I'd love to talk more with you in some place that isn't crowded." He slyly asked, smooth moving into asking you out.

Who are you to say no to someone like him?

In the end, you agreed, and that first date was one of many that lead up to the point of him asking you to be his girlfriend. In which you obviously said yes. However, coming back to your situation right now, it was a shame that things turned out the way they did.

The more you and Koutarou had been with one another, the more self-conscious you got from social media platforms of his fans calling you all sorts of obscenities.

The main one that got you was being called fat, never in your life where you called that. You were raised to eat regular healthy portions, had your fair share of exercise and quite frankly, you felt confident in your skin, even if you were more on the curvy side of things.

That bit of information made you slowly start harming yourself. You would tell yourself that just skipping one meal wouldn't hurt, besides you didn't need the calories anyway?

Then it was every Tuesday you wouldn't eat, then thrice a week, and so on. The cycle continued until you got sick and had to call out of work.

Surviving on gum packets and diet coke honestly got you nowhere.

You could feel yourself getting skinnier, in which you'd end up pretty in the end. That's what you wanted right?

As you pretended that everything was fine, dandy, and normal, a specific night had made everything flip upside down.

Bokuto was finally home after a traveling season, being gone for three weeks was rough on the both of you. You missed him like crazy and couldn't stand to be away from him but were silently thankful he'd been gone so long for other reasons.

"Hey baby," He pulled you closer on your shared queen-sized bed. The clothes you were wearing were his and thankfully so because hiding your progress was the only way you could keep going.

"What do you want me to order for dinner tonight? I don't want to fret you to cook for me, and besides, I need a little cheat day." Kou groaned at the thought of eating healthy prepped meals, like had been for the weeks he was gone to keep his energy up.

Bokuto had missed you like crazy; he was head over heels for you too. After all, he's the one who asked you out in the first place.

After seeing you that day, in all your glory, you were absolutely beautiful to him. He wasn't sure why he was drawn to you, but he knew that he needed to talk with you and well, that ended up with you both dating, so he didn't mind the outcome.

His eyes were focused on his phone, scrolling through the numerous food restaurants in the area for the both of you to choose from. His hair was damp from the shower he just took, as well as comfy lounge clothes to lay around in.

When he originally came back, something about you was off. He couldn't pinpoint it just yet, he was waiting for you to give a hint, a slip up, something so he could connect with you emotionally.

Koutarou knew he was emotionally helpful and in tune with himself, which was something he only became better at since high school.

The TV played a few loud noises in the background, something to distract your mind from the thoughts of food.

Your mouth watered; your stomach demanded something other than diet coke and a few measly low-cal snacks that boost your energy when you needed to do something. Like needing the energy to entertain Bokuto since he was finally home.

You wanted to hold off on telling Bokuto anything, you knew he'd want you to be healthy and not severely and deathly thin.

But in your mind, that was the definition of pretty, you'd do anything to be good enough for him and being deathly skinny is what everyone on twitter was telling you to do.

You cringed away from his touch a bit, disguising it as just moving around to get comfortable. You didn't want him to know, you feared he would take the only thing that's brought you some security since he's been gone.

"Hm? Oh, I'm not really hungry. I ate a huge breakfast this morning." You lie through your teeth, it sounded believable sure, but Kou was better than that.

He wasn't going to take that bait just yet.

"Oh yeah? That's good baby, what'd you eat? I bet it was something so delicious, like your French toast. Oh, God! I've been craving that so much." Bokuto knew what he was doing, he wasn't dumb, just emotionally smart enough to do something like this to make you admit what was wrong.

Of course he's seen the way you look. Your face was a bit slimmer, you moved less, the dishes looked untouched in the cabinet the same way they were when he left.

If his suspensions were right, this may have gone on longer than he presumed, which kind of stung.

How could you keep something like this away from him? Did you not trust him enough to confide in him and ask for help? You brought him back to the present by answering his question.

"I went out this morning for breakfast when I took a walk." You nonchalantly said, not wanting this conversation to continue any further.

You wanted to say that you needed to take a bath, but he's already seen every part of that dead body you don't bear anymore.

You felt trapped to say the least.

You watched as Bokuto silently turned off the TV and turned towards you with all seriousness. That wasn't a face you saw on a daily basis, you feared what he would say next.

"How long have you been dealing with this eating disorder?" His words made you freeze, your instinct was to lie again. But was it really okay to lie to your boyfriend like this?

"I..I don't know what you're talking about. I told you I went out to eat this morning, Kou." You delude, averting your eyes to stare at the decor you both put on the walls of this shared apartment.

He wraps his hands around your hoodie covered arms and turns you to look at him in the eyes. His own searched yours for the answer, for the why. The smallest bit of anger he possessed when he realized what you were doing was long, long gone by now.

He possessed worry, anxiety, and fear for your health.

"Please, baby, please talk to me about this. I'm not mad, I promise. I'm—I'm just very concerned about you right now." He pleads with you, you can't stand to see that look in his eyes either, those beautiful eyes you fell in love with.

You know you're causing him worry, probably pain too from the way you've lied to him.

You turned away and blew out a sigh, "A while, it's not a big deal. It's... I'm fine. I'm managing it, so—you don't have to worry about it."

"Not a big deal? Not a big deal, Y/n? You've been hurting yourself for whoever knows how long and lied about it. Do you even know what you're doing to yourself? Why? What happened to have made you resort to something as harmful as this?"

"Please... just-just talk with me?" Koutarou implored emotionally, he was trying so hard not to shed tears right now. This was about you, not how you were making him feel. And he'd be damned if he guilt-tripped you like that.

Your eyes welled up with tears you didn't think you were capable of. Starving yourself never made you feel regretful of what you were doing, only carefree that you wouldn't have to be the so-called 'pig' social media referred to you as.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I just-I needed," You took a deep breath in before trying to continue.

"I just didn't want to hurt you by doing this to myself. I just wanted to be pretty for you." You cried, allowing yourself to actually feel bad and seeing what you were doing in another light. It was horrible, you felt horrible.

"Hey, hey..." He pulled you close, taking your frame into his. He could feel you now, the sheer size of you was smaller now, not too much but noticeably so since he was able to pick you up when you were not starved.

He rocked you back and forth as you cried, mumbling out apologies and small reasons why you did it. Bokuto would get to that later, but for now he needed to comfort you and make sure you both were on the same page of helping you get to recovering.

"I'm always here for you, through thick and thin. Sickness and health." He paused, "I know those are wedding vows, but they work too." He half smiled at you, trying to make you brighten just a bit.

Over the course of the night, it only got worse for you, feeling wise, and better for Koutarou so he could help you get on the path you needed to be.

The words he would always chant had replaced the negativity that encased your thoughts for almost a month.

'I'm always here for you'

They were such simple and kind words that it made you almost tear up every single time too.

Needless to say, recovery was hard. Very fucking hard. You had leaned on Bokuto as your pillar when you pushed yourself to get better and focus on your health instead of anything else.

The nights you wanted to revert back into your unhealthy lifestyle were numerous, but your pillar was always one step ahead to finding a healthy meal and a good path to walk on together after dinner.

Koutarou was exceedingly furious when he had asked for you to tell him what the reason was that you did this to yourself.

The why.

And he wasn’t prepared for you to pull out your phone and open twitter, the app you would usually go to when the hunger pains got too much.

He scrolled through your feed, seeing nothing but rudeness towards you, ridiculing you, tearing your person down when you have not even done anything.

He was so enraged that he sent out a public message without speaking to his publicist first, noting in his head that he needed to check with them about these comments of his girlfriend he’s been with since forever, and figure out how long they knew.

The public message was a threat that he wouldn’t stand for the impropriety any longer, if he heard even the littlest thing, he would personally have them held accountable and sue for hate crimes.

You were absolutely in awe watching him defend you from the merciless people that ridiculed you for something that was so physical and meaningless if you’re healthy.

It made you not want to ever be in the spotlight again but you knew that Bokuto being there was your light that he’d welcome you to hide in.

He kissed you on your forehead and snuggled into you, soothing you after he sent the public message. “It’s fixed, baby. You don’t have to worry about that ever again, I got you.”

You felt grateful for him, without your Kou you wouldn't know what to do. So, since then you both have found an abundant number of recipes that include everything you may need to help keep you full and feeling happy.

"Ready for our walk, baby?" Kou asked you, whilst you zipped up your matching jumpsuits, he had personally ordered for the both of you. He wanted to make your recovery a positive experience and help you out the best he could.

"You bet." You paused, keeping the loving eye contact the both of you held. "Thank you, I mean it. You're so big-hearted and considerate." You admitted, elated that you found someone who would go through hell with you.

"Of course, baby," He leaned down to kiss your temple, "Anything for you." 

a/n: another comfort piece because why not? requests are open (PLEASEEEE) haha, i hope you enjoyed & use bokuto as a pillar to help yourself get better if you need <3

[purpleqilinwrites]

thinking about being in a long-term relationship with ushijima who only ever says "i love you too", because he never says it first.

you're alright with it, you think, because he expresses his love in other ways. he texts you every day, when it takes him 5-13* business days to get back to everyone else. he remembers your orders from all the restaurants and cafés you like, even your complicated and extremely specific coffee order from that one speciality coffee shop downtown. he's the first person to tell you you can do it when you have a new dream that feels far out of your reach, that the best thing to do is to try. he sends you pictures of his day and sometimes pictures of himself even if he doesn't understand the point of a selfie when you obviously know what he looks like; you've known him for about half your life at this point, haven't you?

you know how he is, and you love him, so it's okay. it's okay, until it's not because you're bawling like a baby when he says "i love you" and you're the one who has to fight back tears to choke out "i love you too".

[chososangelbaby]

VOLLEYBALL STAR BOYFRIEND! KAGEYAMA TOBIO (head cannon)

synopsis: in which your dating the most famous volleyball player on the schweiden adlers.

warnings!: time skip kageyama, female anatomy, college student reader, nsfw, sfw, phone sex, oral (m receiving), creampies, p in v, dirty thoughts, slapping, spanking, public sex, angst, fluff, pet nicknames (like baby, doll, pretty girl, and good girl)

SFW!

volleyball star boyfriend!kageyama who loves when you come to his games, especially since he gets to see you in his jersey.

volleyball star boyfriend!kageyama who loves to meet up with you during breaks so he could kiss you and tell you how grateful he is that your watching him play.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who comes home from a long practice, wrapping his arms around your waist as you cook him his favorite meal. whispering in his ear how much he missed you.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who takes you on fancy dates when you score good on your exams for college

volleyball boyfriend! kageyama when he’s being asked about his relationship, he rolls his eyes and says “that’s none of your business.”

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who gets teased by his teammates about you.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who picks you up from college and opens the door for you, he loves seeing you in his BMW.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who pays for your clothes, meals, bills, and college tuition. he doesn’t like when you spend a single dime. even if it’s just ice cream.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who holds you close when walking to stores because there’s is a lot of paparazzi taking pictures. he had to break one of their cameras since they were getting to close to you.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who has his lock screen page as you and him kissing on your guys first date.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who gets grumpy if you don’t give him his morning kisses.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who loves taking naps with you throughout the day when you had a stressful day at college or when he loses a game.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who is always watching you from a far when attending volleyball get togethers with other teams because your wearing a sexy dress to tease him

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who loves when you wear sundresses especially the ones that show your cleavage a lot.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who hates when you guys fight so he closes the jars tightly and places things you would need high up on the shelf’s, so you can call him over for help.

NSFW!

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who gets so horny when he has to travel away for games so he calls you and ends up having phone sex.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who loves when you give him head, he loves to see your eyes with tears as you gag on his cock. calling you a “good fucking slut”.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who hates when you flirt with his friends on purpose, so he takes you home and starts fucking your guts, putting your head into the pillow, whispering, “can they fuck you like this huh? they can never make you f-feel this good.. h-hm?”

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who loves when you wear dresses around the house so he can easily slip in his cock when your off guard doing something.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who fucks you in the in the locker room when his teammates leave, him holding you against the lockers as he thrust in you, whimpers and moans coming out of your mouth. poor you, he always has to cover that mouth of yours. “be quiet, doll. your gonna get us caught”

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who comes home after a loss and starts immediately fucking you, he takes his anger out on you by picking up his pace and bullying his cock deep in you, hitting all your spots, letting whining moans out as you place your hand on his forearm. but he just forces your hand down on the sheets.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who makes up after an argument by kissing your neck, his hands down your clit rubbing it in circular motions for you to calm down. “cmon doll, let me make it up to you.. yeah?”

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who grips on your thighs when eating you out. he holds onto them like if your going to run anywhere, leaving marks on your thighs. he really loves them so much he kisses the marks he left, caressing them with his thumbs. “i love these thighs”.. he whispers between kisses.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who punishes you when getting a bad grade on your test. he bends you over his lap and spanks your ass for how many questions you got wrong on the test, making you count each spank. “ah, this is what you get baby, you should’ve studied” he cooed in your ear.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who loves when you cream around his cock, he fell in love with the sight that he always made you cream around him before he cums in you.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who slaps you when your being to loud. he loves when your vocal but can’t stand when your being way to loud and whiny so he needs to shut you up. “I told you not to be fucking loud, doll” SLAP.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who is always looking at your boobs when working out and doing cardio on the treadmill. his lewd thoughts always getting the best of him as he feels his cock rising but quickly grabs it and looks away from you.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who calls you a pretty girl when having sex in missionary. seeing all your faces in pleasure, especially when you look up at him and deep into his eyes. “such a pretty girl making those pretty faces f’me” he whispered in your ear as his balls are slapping against your ass.

volleyball star boyfriend! kageyama who always says I love you after having sex. he feels like the won the lottery with you and always wants to make you feel loved especially after being such a good girl for him. “thank you, baby. I love you so much. you were such a good girl f’me” he said breathlessly.

all work is done by satorusluvrgirl! ©

follow my socials! instagram: ririslut_

wattpad: kagsluvrgirl

have a request? put it in and i’ll write it! ;)