#he/they tendou :))

[piedpip3rrr]

MORE VOLLEYBOYS AU

[lowkeyremi]

⚠ not proofread cuz I'm tired. enjoy!!!

Moments before disaster struck, soft babbles and tiny feet smacking against the floor were unmistakable to the ears. While your husband "chases" the fourteen month old baby who's wobbly on their feet, you're finishing up some work.

As of recent, your baby has become a better walker, they still crawl around and wobble a little bit, but they're walking none the less. From their perspective, those tiny little legs make them unstoppable. In order to avoid being caught by their daddy, they must "run" away.

"I go get you!!!" He says in his little baby voice, watching his baby stop to look at him with a gummy smile that contains around four or five teeth.

Baby quickly turns around, their little legs carrying them as fast as they'll go and suddenly they bump into the wooden door frame that leads into your bedroom.

The bump was pretty loud and you just know that had to hurt. The joy on your baby's face soon turns into a little pouty frown and baby starts crying out in pain.

"Uh oh! Let daddy see." He rushes over to pick up his chubby little baby. Your husband examines baby's forehead which has a little knot forming on it.

The hollering gets louder as he tries to comfort the infant.

"It's okay. Look at daddy!" He tries making silly faces which distracts the baby's one track mind for a few seconds. They remember what they were doing previously and starts up the tears again.

"Mommy!!!" He yells out; unsure of what to do. He's slightly panicking seeing his baby in so much stress and pain like this... maybe you'll know what to do.

Relief floods through him when you come and take the little baby out of his arms.

"[baby's name] got a little boo boo on their forehead. I was chasing them and they bumped into the frame over there."

Baby stops crying when they're in your arms. You giggle softly at how quickly baby changes up.

"Did you just play your daddy? Yes you did! Oh yes you did." You ask in a soft baby voice. Baby starts to clap and giggle, you're sure they don't even grasp what you're saying.

"I did not get played by a baby!"

"Yes you did. Their boo boo was not as bad as you made it out to be." As soon as your husband tries to argue back, Baby has some words of their own:

"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA," Baby says with a mouth full of fingers.

"That's exactly what I was saying. Daddy got played." Your husband stands in your room completely dumbfounded by what just happened while watching you walk out of the room with baby in your arms.

MHA

Midoriya, Mirio, KIRISHIMA

Haikyuu

ATSUMU, Hinata, KUROO, Suna, Tendou

JJK

YUJI, Choso, Yuta, GOJO

[he-was-a-star]

haikyuu + tweets pt. 3

[kings-highway]

Tendou being really good at close up magic for no particular reason and sort of just using it as a party trick except for that one time at a tournament when Oikawa came over to pre-game shit talk them and Tendou reduced him to near hysteria by pulling a seemingly endless supply of coins out of his ear

[ushikage-luvr]

I love these tiny panels because it looks like Ushijima's crush just walked into the room and his friends are teasing him about it

[chrollogy]

18+ MDNI; explicit smut, use of sex toy (fleshlight), tendou is a bit of a tease & a freak (he fucks the fleshlight while it’s sheathed inside you), pure smut and nothing else, pet name (my sweet). divider: cafekitsune.

── “hold it still like this, both hands, and no taking it off ‘til i say so, m’kay?” tendou cocked his head to the side and let out a sickly sweet hum, lips curling into a soft smile. his ruby gaze bore into you, searing a hole into your very core with that mischievous sparkle. you would’ve found his mannerisms cute—wholesome, even, if it wasn’t for the situation at hand. to put it simply, the vermillion-haired male wanted to try something new with you; your boyfriend was practically brimming with excitement as he explained exactly what it was he wanted to try.

while tendou’s expression became more and more enthusiastic, your’s morphed into something of the complete opposite. it sounds hot, he told you earlier, eyes budding with enthusiasm but even just thinking about it, you could already imagine how torturous it’d be on your end. but that’s exactly what tendou was going for.

nonetheless, you obliged and held onto the base—with both hands—of the fleshlight right at your entrance, it’s shaft inserted within the velvety walls of your cunt. you squirmed beneath your naked boyfriend, the feeling of hard plastic inside you wasn’t too comfortable, it felt foreign but that didn’t entirely mean it wasn’t pleasurable. the sex toy was able to stimulate your g-spot but it wasn’t enough, considering the straight angle of the fleshlight and how stiff it was.

“mhm. that’s it~” tendou cooed, giving you an approving nod before placing himself between your legs. his eyes were solely trained to your exposed cunt, you squeezed around the sex toy, anticipating his next move. tendou leaned down, placing a trail of chaste kisses between the valley of your breasts before bringing himself back up. you watched as he pursed his pink lips, gathering saliva atop his tongue to spit at his erect cock—a thin, translucent string of saliva falling from his lips to the head of his dick.

tendou lolled his head back; face angled to the ceiling as a lazy smile formed on his face. he pumped his cock once, twice, thrice; generously spreading the slimy liquid around his shaft. your boyfriend shifted a bit, the wooden frame of the bed creaking with his movements as he made himself comfortable. the crimson-haired man slapped his cock on the faux lips of the toy, as if it were your own—his mouth stretching into a sly grin, one that sent icy shivers up your spine.

without wasting any time, tendou slowly slipped his cock into the sex toy, a long whine in the shape of your name falling from his mouth—face scrunched in pure ecstasy. you bit your lip at his pornographic reaction, wishing it was your cunt instead. the movement of tendou’s hips shifted the fleshlight a bit, teasingly rubbing at your g-spot but not enough to elicit a completely pleasurable feeling. at best, you dug your nails around the toy, frustration slowly building up inside as he found a rhythm of push and pull.

one thing about tendou? he doesn’t shy away from expressing pleasure through his voice and face—you liked that a lot about him; strings of incoherent sentences, and the roll of his eyes spurring you further into carnal insanity but right this very moment, it frustrated you because the feeling of ecstasy was one sided. tendou doubled over your naked form, brows furrowed, and bottom lip caught between his teeth as he fucked the toy with fervour—walls eagerly sucking him back in. you would’ve been a whimpering mess right now, body jolting with each harsh thrust but the pleasure fell flat.

“t-tendou, please . .” you mewl. frustration engulfed your naked body, toes curling at the lack of sexual stimulation between your legs. despite his fucked out state, tendou smirked; beads of sweat lined his forehead, cheeks dusted pink. fuck. the sight only made you hornier. “hm? are you not enjoying this?” he cocked his head to the side, acting clueless. how cruel. tendou let out a soulless laugh before pushing his cock all the way into the fleshlight, balls touching the base of it. a shameless moan fell from his lips, followed by a string of curses. you clenched around the toy, disappointment growing with each passing second.

despite your desperate pleas, it fell deaf on tendou’s ears, continuing to fuck the sex toy like a rabid animal in heat. “you’ll get your turn, my sweet.” he breathed out, lips curling into a loose smile which only earned a loud whine from you. holy hell, the thought of having your pretty face beneath him while he pounded the toy was beyond fucking hot. not to mention the way your lips quivered ever so slightly, oh, it turned tendou on even more.

he let out a dainty whine, a clear indication of his nearing orgasm. “look at me.” tendou grabbed your jaw with one hand, locking your head in place to stare up at him and his fucked out state. long moans turned into shallow, rapid pants, the muscles in his body tightening as pleasure engulfed him whole. the look of displease on your face dizzied him, fuck, you were that desperate for his cock, huh? couldn’t even go a second without his dick buried inside you. the thought made his hips stutter, the knot deep in his stomach snapping.

tendou buried his face in the crook of your neck, a loud, shameless moan filling your ears as his climax hit him. he shuddered, shocks of pleasure electrifying every fibre of his sweat body; your boyfriend whispered saccharine praises against the column of your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. you lay there, limbs tingling with desire, cunt aching to be pounded by the man before you but before you could say anything, tendou lifted his head to look at you, crimson strands falling over his sweaty forehead,

“on all fours. keep it inside you, ‘m not done yet.”

this was going to be a hell of a long night—a torturous one at that but you obliged. you always did. and amidst the changing of positions, a bright idea popped in to his mind, one that brought a wide smile upon his face,

tendou knew exactly what he was going to do as punishment in the future.

oh, he’s such a genius.

[osamusriceballs]

Kinktober Day 27 <3

Ushijima x dirtytalk

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 2,3 k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day

"Here, Wakatoshi-kun! Look at this!"

A phone gets shoved into his face, the brightness level way too high for comfort, but he squints to take a look at the screen. A small grunt leaves his lips at the lack of greeting from his red-haired friend, but he chooses to focus on the screen instead.

It's an Instagram post with a picture of him, one taken during the Olympics. He looks at the picture, confused, but then Tendou starts scrolling through the comments

"I'd combust if he called me 'baby' with that deep voice."

"Do you think he's vocal in bed?" Reply: "He doesn't talk much in interviews, so I doubt it." Reply: "What a waste. His voice is so hot."

"LOOK AT HIS ABS *drools*"

"The world is going crazy ever since you said 'baby' in that one interview!" Tendou wildly gestures with his phone still in his hand, his grin almost smug when he elbows Ushijima. A frown appears on the spiker's face as he tries to recall the interview. It was one that he wasn't too fond of, due to the number of personal questions that had been asked. Way too personal questions for his liking.

"Ushijima-san, do you have any plans to start a family soon? When can we expect a baby, a little Ushijima junior?" "Baby?" he had echoed, clearly taken aback by this question, something that the interviewer probably failed to notice, but to the people close to him, it was fairly obvious. The silence after this question lead to speculation on the internet about his relationship status, something that he has kept private so far.

"It wasn't in a sexual way." Ushijima states after skimming through more comments, raising his eyebrows when the messages get more explicit and vulgar. "I was surprised when he asked the question."

"Doesn't matter! The world is going feral now, everybody wants to be Wakatoshi's baby! And even I have to admit that I got butterflies when I heard you say that. Y/n is really lucky~" Tendou hums, mischief clear in his eyes, but Ushijima fails to follow his train of thoughts with this.

"Why is she lucky?"

"Because she gets you to say sweet and dirty things to her all day long. You can't fool me, Wakatoshi-kun; I'm not only your best but also your oldest friend." Tendou winks and strolls ahead, oblivious to the way Wakatoshi is left standing there with a frown on his face, still.

xxxxx

"Y/n?"

You rub your arms dry with a fluffy towel when his voice comes from the other side of the door.

"Hmm?" you hum, smiling excitedly because he is finally back home. "I'll be out in a second."

"Yes, please. We need to talk." You hear him lean against the door frame, clearly waiting for you to come out.

You freeze at his words, eyes growing wide when realization settles in and you fully comprehend his words. "Talk? Talk about what?" you know that you sound shrill and loud, but you can't help yourself but to feel nervous at his serious tone- even more serious than normally.

"About us." Your jaw drops, and you quickly reach for your bathrobe, hastily unfolding the fabric to its full length.

"What do you mean about us? Is there a problem with us?" You finally manage to pull your arms through the fabric, quickly wrapping the fabric along your body before you open the door. You're met with Ushijima's broad chest as he quickly straightens to his full posture. His olive eyes roam over your body, lingering for a short moment on your exposed cleavage before they return back to your face. He looks nervous, there is no other way to put it. "I'm not sure. I think there could might be a problem."

"And what would that be?" You cross your arms in front of your chest, your eyes boring into his face as if you could find answers for his unusual behavior there. You've never seen him like this before. His usual warm eyes are clouded with worry, his hands fidgeting with his phone in his hands. "Toshi? What is it? Please, talk to me." You're tempted to take the phone out of his hands, but you refrain from touching him, not when you don't know what's going on.

"Are you happy with our sex life?" His eyes don't leave your face, not for even the slightest second to see your reaction, and your jaw drops at the sudden question- you expected a lot, but definitely not this.

"I'm- I mean, yes I am? Shouldn't I be? Are you unhappy?" You take a slight step back, creating distance between the two of you, baffled by the sudden implication that he thinks that you're not satisfied. Or that he might not be. Sex with Wakatoshi is great- hard, rough, and passionate. He knows how to fuck you, that is for sure, but he also knows how to be gentle and sweet, how to take care of you and spoil you, especially during aftercare. You lack nothing in your sex life with him- and you hope that he feels the same.

"I am happy. Very. I enjoy sex with you very much much," he states firmly, but that only confuses you more.

"Why are you asking me then? What made you think that I could be unhappy?" You move closer to him, worry etched in your features when you finally take his phone and put it aside to grab his hands.

"Do you want me to talk more? To be more vocal? I saw a video and people kept on commenting how they want me to call them 'baby' and some more things. Would you like that too?" The way he asks nonchalantly like he was just talking about dinner made this even more embarrassing somehow.

"For you to call me 'baby' during sex?"

"Hmm." He nods and looks expectantly at you, his hands squeezing yours while his gaze seems somewhat calmer now that he is convinced that you're satisfied.

"You... you can call me whatever you want. I'm fine with it." You try to sound unbothered and calm, but the slightly shaking note shows how the thought of him calling you "baby" or "his pretty girl" while he thrusts into you does something to you. He nods, hesitating for a second, but then his hands suddenly drop yours to pull you in by the waist, his other hand coming to your chin while he leans down until his lips are close to your ear.

"My baby. Or would you rather be my babygirl?" His honey-like voice almost puts a spell on you, and you find yourself shivering in his arms, thighs involuntarily clenching together. "S-sounds good, Toshi." You bring your hands up to his chest, feeling the hard muscles under his shirt and his slow and steady heartbeat.

"And what would my babygirl like me to do? Does my babygirl want to be touched?" He lowly mumbles against the shell of your ear, your heart now beating faster when his hands start to roam over your body. "Yes," you breathlessly answer, hands slightly clenching into the fabric of his shirt. Definitely not what you had expected as the outcome of the conversation, but vocal Wakatoshi makes your pussy throb with every single word.

"My babygirl needs me to touch her, huh? I will take care of that pretty little princess cunt." He kisses your cheek, and your legs feel like jelly at this point. You cling to him, hanging on every single one of his words. You feel your arousal growing, feel how you start to get wet the more his hands keep touching you.

"More," you whisper, feeling hot and bothered while he keeps on touching you and pressing kisses to your neck. "More? Is my babygirl needy? That pretty princess cunny needs me to touch her?" He lifts the bathrobe just enough to place one hand on your thigh, and you feel like your body is on fire when he touches you there.

"Yes," you gasp, your hands now finding purchase on his shoulders while you cling onto him like your life depends on it. "What does that little princess cunny want? My fingers?" He grazes his fingertips along your thigh, moving dangerously close to your pussy under the bathrobe- bare, and basically creaming for him the longer he keeps playing with your body.

"Or my tongue?" he licks along the column of your neck, and you gasp at his words, the sensation hot and forbidden god. "I want to taste you, baby. You always taste so sweet. Do you want my tongue between your legs? Licking at your pretty pussy?" His fingers reach your throbbing pussy, slightly parting your folds and dipping in your wetness.

"Do it, do it, Toshi, please," you press your legs together around his hand, effectively caging him right where you need it. "Hmm, but you have to cum on my fingers first." He pecks your cheek and pulls his hand away from your legs, just to place it on your hips to guide you towards the bed. "Lay down for me, baby. Open that bathrobe for me."

His baritone echoes through the room, and you feel yourself doing everything like you're in a haze, full of need for him. "Hmm, that's my good girl." He hums apporvingly when you discard the bathrobe on the floor. Your body is trembling in the cool air of the room, but Ushijima is quick to join you on the bed and to hover above you, radiating so much heat that you instantly feel warm.

"Baby, spread your legs for me. Show me everything." You take a deep breath and slowly part your legs, revealing your glistening folds to him. A shiver runs down his body, and he clears his throat before he speaks again, his voice now lower when he is obviously bothered and turned on by the situation. "Look at how wet you are for me. All for me."

You frantically nod, anticipation rushing through your body while you wait for him to touch you. His fingers finally roam over your thighs, and your head falls back into the pillow at the way he touches you, the way he knows exactly where and how to touch you.

"So impatient. I can't wait to be inside of you, to feel you around me." Your gaze falls to the tent in his pants, the thought of him fucking you making your head spin and your pussy throb with need. His fingers move between your legs, moving along your folds and pressing against your clit. You moan at the sensation, your hands fisting the sheets when his thumb prods on your entrance.

"You look so pretty like this. Just waiting for me to touch you, to fuck you. And you feel so good around my fingers." He pushes his thumb inside of you, and you almost close your legs around him. "I will make you feel so good. I will make you cum on my fingers, on my tongue, on my cock." You clench around the digit at his words, your eyes focused on his handsome face while he keeps on rubbing your clit. "More, please more," you whine your body shaking underneath his. "Shhh, I'll give you more. I'll give you what you need, baby." His eyes roam down your body and you almost protest when he pulls his thumb out, just to quickly replace it with three of his fingers. "Oh, Toshi," you whine, your hips arching into him, and you start to fuck yourself on his fingers. He keeps the fast rhythm, pulling his fingers out, and pushing them back inside, curling them pulling them out again. "You feel so good. You're is creaming for me, look at that." His words only add fuel to your desire, and you grab his shoulders to push him down to you to connect your lips in a needy kiss. He groans into your mouth, his movements slowing down for a few moments before he sets his rhythm again, a fast and punishing pace now.

Your nails rake along his bare shoulders, leaving red marks, and he groans at the sensation. "Come on, baby girl. Let me feel you clench around me. Cream on my fingers, make a mess for me," his voice sends you over the edge, and you moan his name when you cum, your walls pulsing and clenching softly around his fingers. He groans your name, sweet praises of how you're his good girl, how pretty you look under him, how much he loves you, leave his lips and your body arches from the bed into his while your face contorts in pure bliss.

He prolongs your high, making sure to keep his pace and to curl his fingers just the right way, and your body goes limp when he finally slows down. His lips meet yours, pressing chaste and loving kisses to your face. "Was that okay?" The slight frown on his face is back, a clear sign of him being deep in thoughts when he pulls back after a few more kisses.

"More than okay. I think I could cum from your voice alone." You smile up at him and cup his cheek, the afterglow making you feel so good while you lay under him.

He raises an eyebrow, curiosity now sparkling in his eyes at your words, and you are quick to explain further. "I- I didn't mean that literally. Like- I just wanted to say that your voice is hot. And you are hot." Your cheeks heat up when he simply nods and hums, a mild smile on his lips.

"I want to test that out. Let's see if I can make you cum with my voice alone, baby."

[audreyhcrne]

he was the best guy around!!!!

[oh-katsuki]

college student!tendou who kinda has a reputation for being really hard to get. like yeah he's odd, but girls hit on him a lot despite that. in fact, you think that they do it because of that. but yeah, satori is popular beyond belief, with a reputation for turing down just about every person that propositions him. so it's a bit of a shock when he approaches you first.

at first it's friendly. you're pulled into his orbit as easily as anyone else is, falling victim to the precise feeling of his vision and the way he talks. you like being around him and while you'll admit that he's attractive, that's really all it is. besides, you're not exactly interested in a guy who knows what sort of reputation he has, hard to get or not.

"hey," he chimes from the couch beside you.

the small party goes on around you both, sat on the couch with your drinks in hand. both of you are deep in a slouch, the tips of your knees just barely touching.

"yeah?" you tilt your head, raising an eyebrow.

"wanna hook up?" he asks, sipping his drink and looking over the rim of his cup at you with knowing eyes.

"the hell did you just say to me?" you snort in near disbelief.

"i asked if you wanted to hook up," satori clarifies in a needlessly annunciated tone.

you squint at him for a moment, trying to figure out what his angle is. as far as you know, satori's never been so forward with anyone and if he just wanted a quick fuck, he'd have his pick of the litter in a very real sense. he eyes you for a moment as if he can tell what you're thinking and you struggle to figure out if he's joking on not. you settle on the former.

"and what about your reputation, mr. hard-to-get?" you laugh a little, leaning forward and aiming to project a confidence in yourself.

satori leans forward with his elbows on his knees. his lips curl into a mischievous smile and his fingers hold the cup between his hands so gingerly that it seems he might drop it. he angles his head up so that he's eye-level with you, his adam's apple bobbing heavily as he swallows.

"reputation?" he smirks, "id give up my whole fucking career if it meant getting some tail from you."

you blink at him and for a moment he just looks at you, that sly cat's grin smooth on his lips. then, he leans back with a shrug.

"think it over."

you don't really need to.

[leodak1tty]

tendou saying goodbye to volleyball was like a child saying goodbye to their security blanket. it was always a place of escape for him, where he could unapologetically be his weird self so long as he won- despite how his teams felt about him. but he joins shiratorizawa and finds a group of people that truly let him feel comfortable being his authentic self no matter what. real friends. and so when he says "goodbye my paradise" it's not cause he needs to quit volleyball. it's cause he no longer needs to rely on it as his main source of comfort cause he's got true friends now, willing to embrace every bit of him.

[m1ontee]

kabuto posting!

[t-u-i-t-c]

"Are you such a small man?"

[woahjo]

I think tendou likes being called babygirl

reading this literally felt the same way i imagine it feels to have the devil knock at your door. i feel like frollo when he sees esmeralda in the flames because you’re soooo fucking right. i’m so sorry for what i’m about to become here and in the tags.

cw: petnames, groping, i mention and oedipus complex at the end, teasing (ofc), i really don’t know how to tag for this just know i’m thinking weird thoughts and i wanted to give u a warning. the tags are weirder.

i feel like at first it starts as a little joke between the two of you, but quickly spirals into tension filled teasing. you call him babygirl and he leans in real close to you and grins this sleepy, lust-drunk grin and goes “yes?” because it’s weird and he’s REALLLY into it.

he knows it gets you going when he responds to it and it’s something of a pet name, but for some reason he weaponizes it a little bit.

“how’s my babygirl today?”

“mmm hungry..” he smiles a sly grin. satori puts his hands on your hips and draws you close to his sitting figure. he rests his hands on your hips so that his face is positioned just below your chest. “i could eat you up.”

“i should be saying that to you,” you huff as he presses his mouth to your fleshy stomach.

“maybe,” he says but it’s clear his interests are elsewhere as his hand creeps up to cup your breast. “got something for me?”

your reply is breathy. “if you’re hungry, cook.”

“not that kind of hungry…” he hums quietly. “not gonna take care of me?” he presses his face into your clothed breast. “mean.”

you run your hands through his spiky red hair, tilting your head back as he looks at you over the swell of your chest with glassy, teasing eyes.

“you’re a big baby.”

“yup,” he pops his p and presses his mouth to your nipple through your shirt. “you smell good.”

you sigh as he palms at your chest as waist, mouthing at the fabric of your shirt. satori closes his eyes momentarily, furrowing his small eyebrows. his hands are so big on you, grabbing slowly and pinching at the fat on your sides.

“satori…” you gasp quietly.

“who?”

when you open your eyes, he’s smirking at you with his head tilted up, his mouth still half pressed to your chest.

“babygirl,” you breathe, despite the heat that rises to your face.

“yeah, that’s it,” he says lightly, giving you that weird signature smile he seems to adopt when you play along.

anyway……….. i think he’s oedipus complex weird. and i think he plays up on the discomfort of it. it gets him off.

[kings-highway]

Ushijima probably runs so fucking hot he just radiates warmth for sure and Tendou probably has a habit of sticking his hands up under Ushijima's shirt to warm them up and otherwise trying to use him for heat and it always makes Ushijima jump because his hands are so cold but Tendou apologizes and explains that for once he's not trying to be annoying he's legit just so cold and Ushijima is so warm and Ushijima just sort of nods and accepts this weird reality of "i can warm people up" anyway what I'm saying is that in lieu of a way to verbalize his affection for his teammates and friends, Ushijima develops the habit of absolutely bear-hugging anyone who complains about being cold or who he thinks is cold. Everyone pretends that they hate this but by god the man is a space heater on legs and gives such good hugs they may as well enjoy it.

Shirabu shivering waiting for the bus after school because he forgot his gloves and Ushijima just holds his hands without saying anything. Leon complaining about the AC being cranked up so high in the cafeteria and Ushijima wraps an arm around him. Goshiki complaining about not having a big enough jacket for a sudden winter cold snap while they're walking outside and Ushijima fully drapes his arms over his shoulders. Now whenever Tendou tries to stick his hands up his shirt, Ushijima just wraps him up in a hug and lets him warm up as long as he needs.

Its honestly really cold for Ushijima, these guys are freezing, but he puts up with it for their sake.

[owlyflufff]

nishinoya, bokuto and kuroo I love all of you dearly but tendou won the hair down reveal I fear-

[northescere]

my favourite trope for ushiten is