#hq girls

[annabang]

Timeskip girlfriends

[queeniedoodles]

we love the haikyuu girlies, especially Yachi

[rinsoap]

boys who get clingy when they smoke. cocky at first, blowing the smoke into your mouth before capturing it with a kiss. "y'like that, pretty girl?" he says softly, giggling against your lips, his arms resting on your shoulders. you playfully push him off of you, making him laugh harder. "hold this for me" when you look at him like that, who is he to say no?

"yes ma'am" he says and parts his lips to accept the blunt you place between his teeth. he would do anything you asked, the only thing on his mind how you make opening a window look so beautiful. he is truly convinced it’s his love for you in his heart making his chest so warm. you turn around and walk back to the bed he’s now laying down on with the blunt in hand, flopping down next to him and taking it from his fingers. you take a hit as you stare at the ceiling. you're saying something about a new anime you're watching, but he's too focused on the way your lips just looked so good. you turn your head to face his to see him already staring at you intently with the goofiest smile of admiration. "you have the prettiest way of speaking, y'know that?" you shake your head and sit up with a chuckle. "you're out of it"

“it’s not the weed baby i’m just so in love with you” he muses before pulling you on top of him and smothering you with kisses.

all he wants to do is stay in bed n nap with you among other things sleeping half on top of you, trapping you in his big arms, face buried in the nape of your neck. he whispers lazy mumbles of how good you smell before trailing off to sleep as you stroke his hair. when he wakes up he begs you to let him roll it on your stomach

the song that played in his head when he was staring at you: at your best (you are love) by aaliyah.

atsumu. SUNA. bokuto he just gets even more touchy. brazil! hinata. MATTSUN. makki. kyotani it's lowkey tho. SEMI. konoha.

[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

[no1boa]

yves ❤︎

choa's favorite gukbap ep.6

[spoksstuff]

when he's so pretty he ruins your yappin 😩

all credits to the artist @orankiro on X, ig & tumblr

[seiwas]

₊˚⊹｡ 5:55 p.m. | oikawa tooru

wc: 709 summary: oikawa comes home missing a step in the ‘oikawa family routine’.  contains: f!reader, papa!oikawa, baby girl oikawa, use of term ‘baby’, baby/child/kid, being parents, food descriptions, oikawa coming home to his lil family of three!, oikawa aged up to pro. a/n: thought of this lil blurb today and had to get it down !! i love papa oikawa my heart is bursting !!

comments, tags, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ♡

Oikawa comes home in the late afternoon.

He takes his shoes off by the genkan, and keeps a hop in his step despite a full day of volleyball; being a setter might be what he does best, but bursting into his house, shouting his usual 'baby, i'm home!' might just be what he loves the most.

And he's about to do it, as he steps into the hallway, gym bag on his shoulder and mouth open pre-yell, but he stops, because—

—there peering up at him is his little girl, greeting him with an index finger to her lips as if to say: 'shhh, papa, be quiet ...'.

When he looks further behind her, to the couch, he sees you, fast asleep with your right arm folded to cushion your head, and the other hanging over the edge.

"Mama sleep," she whispers, almost giggling, and he thinks the saying could never be more true; her laugh is infectious (or maybe just to her papa)—he'd never be immune.

Oikawa's eyes widen and he mouths an 'oh' as he lets down his gym bag quietly. He crouches low, coming eye-to-eye with his mini-me, the splitting image of him except for her smile—which is yours, undoubtedly.

He stretches his arms out, welcoming her in, and she rushes to him, giggling, her brown curls bouncing with each step closer to him.

This is the Oikawa family routine: when papa arrives home, he gets 3 kisses, one on each cheek and the last one on his nose. Then, he lifts his little girl up, supports her with one arm while he kisses you and pulls you close.

This time, the routine isn't quite as complete but he still has his little girl on his arm, perched by his hip kissing his cheek. Her little hands grab on to his face to place the final kiss to his nose and he scrunches it, joking with her, a remix of his favorite tune as she giggles some more.

"Did my baby sleep too?" he whispers, feet light as he makes his way to the kitchen, past you.

His little girl nods, "Small only." and he thinks it's so cute, that she's the smartest girl in the world for knowing what to say—even though he knows 'small' isn't exactly the right word to describe it.

He lets her down on the kitchen counter before opening the fridge to check what's available: chicken and a few vegetables. Then, he gathers what he needs and places them on the table.

"Should we make dinner for mama?" he asks, a glint in his eyes that can only mean one thing. 

His little girl perks up, brown eyes widening and gleaming just the same, a perfect reflection of his as she nods and says, "Egg!"

He laughs, volume restrained, but he kisses her forehead and replies, "Okay, egg for mama it is."

By the end of it, there's an empty carton (or two) of eggs he's used (failed attempts to make Omurice until its decent, but still half as good as what you always do). His little girl sprinkles the last few bits of green onion before you round the corner just in time, eyes slightly puffed and his love right there, laced in your sleepy smile.

"Mama!" his (your) little girl shouts, making grabby hands at her papa to let her down.

You shake your head and laugh, smiling just like your little girl as you drag your feet nearer. The food is resting on the counter as Oikawa picks her up, keeping her perched on his hip as he walks towards you.

It’s a warm, fuzzy feeling sitting in his stomach that's been there for a while, even before you two became three, that's reminding him of how good his life is, coming home to you, sleep lines and all running across your cheek.

When you meet in the middle of your kitchen, you don't forget the Oikawa family routine, tiptoeing up to kiss him as he pulls you closer, your little girl squished in-between.

"I'm home, baby." he whispers, nose-to-nose, just as you let his lips go, and you laugh, his favorite tune, the original, before your baby girl made it her own.

"Welcome home."

comments, tags, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ♡

[akiisks]

I miss haikyuu sm (and I wanted to practice drawing more girls)

[hinata-boke]

fem bokuaka sketch

[annabang]

hot girl summer ! alisa haiba (31) model

[cherry-yunas]

Chaeryeong taking no prisoners on M Countdown

[heich0e]

daichi riding past the local elementary school on his bike while he's on patrol, and all the kids run to the fence to greet him as he passes—smiling, waving, and calling his name. he laughs and waves back (even though it's technically poor cycling safety) because at the back of the crowd are two familiar faces—sugawara sensei and daichi's own pigtailed little girl—who are smiling and yelling even louder than the rest of them.

[mrs-kodzuken]

blissful nights ⟢ kiyoomi s.

synopsis: you love the quiet nights with sakusa, but he loves them more than you could ever imagine.

other: MBSY!sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader, fluff, no beta, cozy nights, short fic

you loved how kiyoomi loved you. it was tranquil like; it was seemingly perfect always. he didn’t love you in secret per say but he loved you quietly, intimately and deeply.

“come on honey, i need to get your make up off.” you heard your boyfriend say as he came out of the bathroom, waking you from the slumber you wanted to get.

“hnng, m’sleep omi.” you whined, keeping your eyes closed. the big light in the shared bedroom was much too bright for your eyes right now.

you both had a date night out but with it becoming colder and daylight burns quicker, you get tired when the sun goes down. that was all perfect for sakusa because he loved going to bed early with you. however, when you’re trying to sleep at seven o’clock, you become pliable at night, and it makes it harder for him to continue the shared nightly routine.

“not if you’re talking. just face towards me, and i’ll get your make up off with a wipe. i’ll clean the sheets in the morning if you don’t want to shower.” you peeked open an eye, which indefinitely had your make up remains on it. you had been rubbing them at the end of dinner with multiple yawns.

you groaned but agreed, having your boyfriend treat your face and body with care as he cleaned it for you was an amazing feeling. you knew that sakusa didn’t mind this, he didn’t mind a lot of things when it came to you. half of the time he didn’t care bending his own rules for you, showering before bed, not eating anywhere except the kitchen, etc.

he gazed at you, love filling his eyes, he couldn't help but to open his heart to you. as much as he didn't like you in the beginning, he's glad he tolerated komori telling him about his 'amazing friend'.

sakusa grabbed the makeup wipe from its case and carefully wiped your delicate face with it. he didn't do this often but on the times that he did, you loved every single second of it. he smiled at your natural features, loving your face with and without makeup, especially after he learned that makeup is inherently bad for your skin too.

you are and would always be pulchritudinous in his eyes. he didn't bear wasting a single moment not looking at you, the timeless beauty that captured his heart.

"you're so precious, love." he whispered gently, his soft motions on your face easing you to sleep. you weren't even undress yet; the uncomfortable outing dress scratched your skin unpleasantly. you knew that omi would take care of that though, so you didn't bother.

you mumbled back something incoherent as you peeked an eye open at him, glaring at the big light but small smiling at your boyfriends' face.

"i love you omi, thank you for taking care of me." you puckered your lips, silently asking for a kiss.

"i love you more, and i'd love you most if you brushed your teeth first. c'mon, out of bed for three minutes max." he instructed, rejecting your kiss.

you rolled your eyes but yawned and straightened up, you had to pee anyways.

after brushing your teeth, you opened your mouth wide, the minty smell signaling that you could have a kiss now. sakusa inspected them under the bright bathroom light, poking fun at you when he clutched his nose.

"hey! i brushed them, stop it! gimme kiss now." you tugged his shirt towards your frame, and he leaned down to give you a small kiss. his curls touched your forehead, tickling it too.

"you know omi, i'm glad we went out tonight. it's nice to connect with you after work." you wrapped your arms around his torso, he did the same, putting his chin on your head.

"i know love, we should do it more often. especially when work gets busy." he loved your warmth that you radiated, it always kept him feeling soft inside. honestly, as much as he despised the thought of public germs on your clothes that were touching him right now, he could always shower.

he didn't want to let go just yet, being like this with you was heavenly.

"okay, bedtime for me after I get changed." you glanced up at him, pressing a peck to his arm before leaving.

it was the best time of the night for the both of you. as you both settled into bed, of course after sakusa's shower, the lights became dimmed, the moonlight shining through the sheer white curtains, and the comfort of each other's embrace.

god, this was omi's favorite time of the night. holding you close and peacefully sleeping was a must as november reared around the corner.

a/n: i wanted a feel for omi, i wonder if he's a bit oc, anyways, feel free to request something! always looking forwards to writing for many characters <3

[tetsuskei]

Notes: This will be a series that will be uploaded in parts over time sporadically! There's no set date for anything uploaded, it's just a universe I've created here. I've been really excited to share this so I hope you all enjoy! Reupload from my old account.

Reblogs and interaction much appreciated!

⊹ baby fever [nsfw]

synopsis: a coworker brings their baby to work, and that sets off the gears in kuroo's head to have some of your own

⊹ glass heart [fluff]

synopsis: kuroo meets his newborn daughter for the very first time and contemplates the meaning of fatherhood

⊹ baby shower mayhem [fluff, angst]

synopsis: when a former school rival of your husband's shows up to your baby shower, you can only hope that things won't turn upside down. but with the reveal of some secrets of your own, it's unlikely it'll stay that way.

⊹ mother’s day [fluff, angst]

synopsis: kuroo fathoms how his childhood has affected his life growing up into adulthood, and ultimately fatherhood

⊹ suit & tie [fluff]

synopsis: your daughter is roped up in kuroo's scheming nature

⊹ a guide to being married to a pretty man [fluff]

synopsis: navigating outings with your babies and gorgeous husband who's (tragically) too distracting for the public

⊹ fruit of the loom [fluff]

synopsis: kuroo has a very interesting choice of costumes for you and your family

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[leserafim]

[temeyes]

tsukki, just hug your teammate pls,, (based on this photo!!!)