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karasunotebook · 10 months
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miguel definitely follows your face and eyes when he’s fucking you. “look at me, mama.” n you’re trying, you rlly are, but he’s bullied his way into your pretty little pussy and he’s going feral so when you obviously can’t keep eye contact he makes you keep eye contact. follows your eyes and says “i know, mama, i know. this dick feels good, doesn’t it?”
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐎. + 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎
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masterlist / tip jar. / taglist. synopsis. in his defense, it was you who initially mentioned having baby fever. Toji wasn't at fault since you were the one who influenced him in getting you pregnant.
pairing. toji fushinguro x reader
genre and warnings. 18+ under cut MDNI, established relationship, pwp, body worship, manhandling, size difference, oral (female receiving), eating it from the BACK, fingering, pregnancy kink(?), breeding kink, dirty talk, stomach bulge, teasing, table fucking NOT BETA'D YET | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍
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There was just something about the feeling of your soft skin against his that had Toji wanting to press against you constantly, cherishing how wonderful your body was and exactly how reacted once his hands caressed it like you were the most variable thing dear to him in his life. 
He loved how easily he could control the movement of you hips just form the firm grip of his big hands guiding and lifting your body in the perfect position, how easily he could just lift you up and push you against the kitchen island to fuck you just how he had been thinking about all day.
His finger tracing down the curve of your arches back as your feet almost dangling from the floor, as your torso pressed against the smooth cold marble counter. “Let's get you outta these,” he hummed, hooking your panties under his fingers by the elastic and pulling them down to your thighs giving you just a little moment of space to shimmy them down to your feet to kicking them aside. 
His fingers roaming against the curve of your ass, enticing a small gasp to pull from your throat that sounded like music to Toji’s ear as he lowered to his knees his hands spreading open your thighs to dip his tongue between your legs and against your pussy. 
His hands reposition to have a better grasp of his fingers leaving an indent against the plush of your skin as his hand held you spread open just perfect for the other to toy with your pussy.
“stay still.” his low commanded the moment that your legs twitched from the feeling of his fingers slipping in between your wet lips and inside of you his entire attention pulled to how easily your cunt had clenched against his digits welcoming them to reach deeper inside of you. 
It was like ever since you had joked about having major baby fever, showing him a Tiktok of a couple and their adorable toddler being all cute. It was like you had switched something on in his brain. His hands not being able to be away from you as all he could think about was fucking you on every surfface in your home and stuffing you full until you were carrying his baby.
You struggle to hold yourself up against the counter, not bothering to cover any of your whines or whimpers as each time Toji curved his fingers inside of you sending a spark up your body the more he teases you with his fingers the more you felt like wobbly mess ready to melt into a puddle at any moment. “Please, Toji i can’t,” you had managed to stutter out, his breath from his small sigh brushing against your skin. 
“So needy, and for what?” he mutters biting back a smirk as he crawls closer between your legs, his fingers pulling out of you only to grab your thighs spreading them apart once more to duck in between them to get another taste. 
You had to stop yourself from pressing against this face the moment his tongue laps against your clit, pulling a long whine from your mouth as he holds you into place to eat you out.
He frees one of his hands from your leg to fumble against the material of his cotton pants, grinding into his hand to ease the throbbing erection that was trapped against his boxers. His moans of pleasure sending vibratees that sparked against the places that his tongue touched, the wet noises of him licking and sucking at your psusy like he was a feral animal making your first orgasm leaving you trembling your head ducking low against the counter as your body threatened to fall slack. 
Toji was a little less mericalful eating you out through the entire spasm of your high until he pulled away, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth and spinning you around and lifting you up by the back of your knees to lay with your back resting against the counter. 
He doesnt bother to hide his smirk, seeing you already all fucked out trying to catch your breath even as he leaned down to stick his tongue in your mouth making you get a taste of yourself, the kiss making your toes curl as your legs went to wrap around his hips yanking him forward the feeling of his dick bumping against the warmth between your thighs making him moan agianst your mouth. 
“Holy shit, it’s like youre begging to get fucked full princess.” you wanted to give back some sort of protest, hoping to find just a smidge of dignity left inside of you to bite back some saractist remark, but the moment that your mouth had opened Toji had pushed down his boxers and shoved the head of his cock inside of you with a shared groan.
“Shit,” Toji drags out, his rough pace not letting up as he holds himself together by a tight grasp around your lifted leg, the other pressing the pouch of your stomach already dizzy from feeling himself pistoning in and out of you. each thrust leaving you feeling entirely full as he buries himself to the hilt.
“Aw, you take my take so good, you just can’t wait for me to fuck you full, huh?” Toji grabs the arm that you had covering your face, pushing it away and grabbing your sternly by the chin forcing you to make eye contact with him just to see his hypnotizing pearly white smirk.
Titling your head up to ecasp from your grasp, he had already gotten the reaction he wanted from the moment you clenched tighter around him from the contact. Your hips jerking from the the feeling of his fingers instead finding themselves between your legs, rubbing rough circles against your clit with the flat his of thumb.
“Talk to me baby,” he encourages, your mouth opening to but failing to actually form any proper sentences from the relentless pace of his thrusts. You wanted to sob from how good he was making your body feel, from how cool his touch felt against the boiling temperature of your skin. 
Your stomach already tightening from just the sight of Toji starting to unravel from your pussy, his head ducking low as he spits out a string of swears his hands grasping around your hips to fuck into your even more harder then he was before. 
Your orgasm hitting you both hard as Toji grunts at the feeling of your pulsing against his dick, his body slumping down on top of you with an arm to hold up most of his weight.
His hips letting up chasing after that flame that had him moaning like a modern day porn star in your ear as he shot thick white strings inside of you. 
Making sure that he had filled you with every drop, the thought of him filling your tummy full making you light headed. “You okay baby?” you whispered as Toji caught his breath, his head hidden ducked around in the crook of your neck the feeling of his bare chest heaving against yours.
Your fingers went up to comb through the mess of his dark nest of hair, the vibration of him humming tickling your against your shoulder. 
“Fuck, okay, “ he huffs standing up straight, his eyes tracing down your body before grabbing you by the thighs and yanking you closer to the edge of the counter.  “Round two lets go.”
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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idk where to post this but then i wanted to make this a series so i posted on my fics blog LOL
Satin Dress (1/?)
✧ you and your new beau, Gojo Satoru, bump into your toxic ex at a nightclub. ✧
➻ gojo x reader <3. fem!reader. lots of kisses. suggestive. MDNI!!
"Hey, beautiful."
Gojo grins the moment he saw you in your new satin dress. You were talking to your ex when he finally reached you, placing an arm around you.
"And you are?" Gojo asks the man with a passive-aggressive smile.
The guy stands up straighter, clearing his throat.
"Her boyfriend."
Gojo tried to keep in his laughter.
"You're her bf?" the man who has his arm around your shoulder asks.
Your ex -who you clearly broke up with- nods, arms crossed.
"Hmm. Then how come I am the one she's kissing?"
"Huh?" You and your ex say in unison.
Gojo gives you a wink, sending you a secret message. It take a few seconds for it to register and your pulling him by his tie closer to smash your lips together.
Your silver-haired lover doesn't hesitate to pull you closer. His hands slide up your waist, hiking up the fabric of the short satin dress. You grab his hands, entwining them together to prevent your undergarments from being exposed. You could feel his smile against your lips and you can't help but smile back. As your mouth parts, allowing some of his tongue to dive in, Gojo relishes the taste of you.
The man who cheated on you, watches, stunned. He never treated you right. Never kissed you like this. And yet, he had the audacity to talk to you after everything he did.
Gojo practically forgets the idiot exists as he slowly pulls away, thumbing your cheek lovingly. 'You look so gorgeous tonight' is what he wants to say. It's written all over his face as he admires you. You could melt in his arms right now.
"Satoru..." you try to pull him out of his trance.
"Hmm?" he hums, swaying your bodies together. "Oh! Right!" Your actual boyfriend turns to the dude who just embarrassed himself. "Why are you still here? Do you want a kiss too?" Gojo releases his hold on you, moving closer to the guy with a confident smirk.
Your ex only scoffs disgustingly before exiting the room. Gojo laughs, returning back to you.
"Now, Shall we go, love?"
"Didn't you just arrive?" You question as the man leans in to give you a kiss on your neck.
"I did. But I really want to take this pretty little dress off of you, right now," he whispers next to your ear. "I mean..." He moves a strand of hair behind your ear. "I wouldn't mind fucking you right here, either."
It's a good thing the music in the club is booming, you think to yourself. The minimal lighting in the room helps to hide the redness that grows on your face.
"Let's go." You grab his hand, face still flushed from his words and taking you both out of the club. Following behind you is your boyfriend who's in a constant fit of giggles.
You know exactly what'll shut him up.
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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Satin Dress (1/?)
✧ you and your new beau, Gojo Satoru, bump into your toxic ex at a nightclub. ✧
➻ gojo x reader <3. fem!reader. lots of kisses. suggestive. MDNI!!
"Hey, beautiful."
Gojo grins the moment he saw you in your new satin dress. You were talking to your ex when he finally reached you, placing an arm around you.
"And you are?" Gojo asks the man with a passive-aggressive smile.
The guy stands up straighter, clearing his throat.
"Her boyfriend."
Gojo tried to keep in his laughter.
"You're her bf?" the man who has his arm around your shoulder asks.
Your ex -who you clearly broke up with- nods, arms crossed.
"Hmm. Then how come I am the one she's kissing?"
"Huh?" You and your ex say in unison.
Gojo gives you a wink, sending you a secret message. It take a few seconds for it to register and your pulling him by his tie closer to smash your lips together.
Your silver-haired lover doesn't hesitate to pull you closer. His hands slide up your waist, hiking up the fabric of the short satin dress. You grab his hands, entwining them together to prevent your undergarments from being exposed. You could feel his smile against your lips and you can't help but smile back. As your mouth parts, allowing some of his tongue to dive in, Gojo relishes the taste of you.
The man who cheated on you, watches, stunned. He never treated you right. Never kissed you like this. And yet, he had the audacity to talk to you after everything he did.
Gojo practically forgets the idiot exists as he slowly pulls away, thumbing your cheek lovingly. 'You look so gorgeous tonight' is what he wants to say. It's written all over his face as he admires you. You could melt in his arms right now.
"Satoru..." you try to pull him out of his trance.
"Hmm?" he hums, swaying your bodies together. "Oh! Right!" Your actual boyfriend turns to the dude who just embarrassed himself. "Why are you still here? Do you want a kiss too?" Gojo releases his hold on you, moving closer to the guy with a confident smirk.
Your ex only scoffs disgustingly before exiting the room. Gojo laughs, returning back to you.
"Now, Shall we go, love?"
"Didn't you just arrive?" You question as the man leans in to give you a kiss on your neck.
"I did. But I really want to take this pretty little dress off of you, right now," he whispers next to your ear. "I mean..." He moves a strand of hair behind your ear. "I wouldn't mind fucking you right here, either."
It's a good thing the music in the club is booming, you think to yourself. The minimal lighting in the room helps to hide the redness that grows on your face.
"Let's go." You grab his hand, face still flushed from his words and taking you both out of the club. Following behind you is your boyfriend who's in a constant fit of giggles.
You know exactly what'll shut him up.
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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rengoku theme!! coming through!!!!
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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i think i wanna make this an nsfw blog…
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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“b-baby you, you gotta—fuck—moveee”, three orgasms in and the objects around you are beginning to blend into one blurry mosaic, the sativa that coursed through your veins is now becoming an enemy with how sentient t’s made you to his touch, and the tongue making your pussy a sticky mess leaves you mewling into the night. it all happened so quickly, he rushed into the house, slammed open the bedroom door, put the blunt out , and had you on your back in seconds. the image of him in his work suit, perfect hair disheveled, and eyes squeezed in a concentrated bliss, is an image that's going to be burned into your brain for forever. his hands grip the back of your thighs, pushing them up by your head to get easier access to your sopping pussy. he ate you out like it was a mission, his tongue dug deep into your pussy, lapping at your spongey walls, drinking up any slick that left you. he transitioned between fucking you deep, and sucking your clit into his mouth, using the pink muscle to trace circles onto the puffy nub, at one point you could feel him spelling out his name. he hasn’t spoken a word since he flipped your dress up, only groans of pleasure could be heard from him. your hands reach down to pull at his hair, pulling his head up to give yourself a chance to breathe. you look down to see his face slick with cum and drool, pink tongue peaking out of his mouth to lick at his swollen lips, a light blush spreading from his checks down his neck, and e/c blown wide with eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “why’d you stop me?” his words came out as a whine, while his hands moved to run slow circles against you. “you’re going to kill me baby” you could barely get your words out since he wanted to still use his fingers to massage at your poor clit. he can’t stop the smirk blooming on his face at seeing your body still so responsive to his tender touches.
“one more for me, please—“
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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It's the Bokutos! (4/4)
Warning: 18+ content, timeskip!haikyuu, fem-bodied!reader, cursing, smut, overstimulation, slight breeding kink, dig bick Bokuto, Bokuto is very caring 🥺
one • two • three • masterlist
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After two or was it three? Releases later, you thought he’d finally give you what you’ve been craving for the last month but he only spread your legs with his fingers which you had licked clean, holding your knees apart and kissing his way down your chest.
“Kou, what are you doing?”
“Wanna taste. It’s been a while. And plus,” he says, while kissing down your navel. He places a wet kiss on both your inner thighs. “I’m still warming you up.”
“Kou—oh,” you moan before you could argue, feeling his tongue slide up your folds and he groans.
“Shit, I missed this.” He continues to thrust his tongue into you, bulky arms wrapping around your thighs to move you closer to his face. “Delicious lil cunt,” he mumbles. Your moans encourage him to swipe his tongue in you faster, creating a squelching sound.
His stubby chin grinds against your cunt, creating a new sensation you wish you felt before. He starts twirling his wet muscle around your clit, bringing another whine out of you. He creates a rhythm against your taut area, urging you to your release. He moves his tongue down to clean up the spill you created, flattening it against your folds. He hums out of satisfaction against your pussy giving it one last kiss before heading back up to kiss your mouth, offering a taste of yourself once again.
“Are you ready?” He asks, rubbing his hardness under the cloth of his underwear. You snort.
“I’ve been ready for so long, I don’t know about you,” you say.
“Oh, honey,” he slips himself out of his remaining clothes. “I am. See for yourself,” he says, revealing his cock huge as ever with the red angry tip, dripping with precum. Your mouth almost waters at the sight. It’s been so long, you don’t remember it being that large. The size never fails to amaze you.
“Alright, darling,” he breathes, eyes scanning your naked form. “I’m going in.” His statement makes you laugh. But that laugh morphs into a moan when he pushes his tip into you. Not fully in but slowly pushing.
“Mmphm, still huge,” you whine. It only makes him groan hearing you talk about his size.
“Still tight,” he says, grunting, as he tries to push himself in without breaking or hurting you. It kind of frustrates you so you blurt out.
“Hurry and push it all in!” You start to grind against his shaft, making him lose the ounce of control he had left in him.
“Fuck.” He shoves his whole length into you, balls hitting against your skin. He pushes back out and thrusts into you at a leisurley pace, bringing his lips to your neck to pepper lazy kisses onto it.
“I miss you, I miss this,” you cry, a tear rolling down. It scares him at first when he sees your tear, making him freeze as his cock stays inside you, still hard.
“Are you okay, baby? You hurt?” he asks, tenderly holding your face.
“I’m fine Kou. J-just keep going. Don’t hold back, please.” He nods, breathing through his nose as he continues thrusting, gradually moving faster.
You were about to let out a loud moan when he dives down to kiss you, hips never stopping. “Shh, don’t wanna wake our baby,” he murmurs into the kiss. You nod, kissing him back, vibrations escaping your mouth as you try to bite back moans.
His balls begin to slap against your wet skin, when he pushes a thigh up against your chest to go deeper. “Shit!” Bokuto mutters several curses as his eyebrows furrow in concentration, hitting you in the right places. Places he’s memorized.
“Ah, fuck..feeling…good, baby?” he grunts, wanting to check on you. Making sure your not hurt anywhere. You were too out of it, feeling close to your next orgasm. You feel him give a hard thrust when you don’t answer. “Hmm?” he questions you again. You nod feverishly.
Bokuto bends down to your ear, his messy owl hair streaks tickling your cheek. “Use your words, love.” His voice is deep and sultry, that feeling in your stomach tighten.
“Y-yes, babe. It feels so, ah, good,” you breathe, trying not to scream from the way his cock is massaging your walls. You could feel his veins and the throbbing of his cock as he continues to swirl his hips. “I’m…almost there,” you whisper, practically breathless by this point. “Cum in me, Kou.” When he sends you a worried look, you give a reassuring nod. “Please.”
Ready to let go, your partner slows down and goes back on his knees, this time focusing on making deep and hard thrusts. He feels something in you, choosing to hit that particular spot, which makes you reach the breaking point.
“There you go, pretty. Mmph, that’s right,” Bokuto huffs. “Come on my cock.” Your release combined with the sight of your glistening and heaving chest makes him let go.
He groans, biting his lip as he watches himself enter in and out of you from the angle. Your wetness and his mixed together, seeping out of you. Overstimulation fills you both and you come once again, suprising you both. He laughs at your shocked expression and caresses your cheek once he halts his movements.
Bokuto’s stamina is endless. He could go on and on for hours. But he wants you to rest up so he pulls out of you, plunging his fingers to replace his cock. “You wan ‘em in, right…” he mumbles, pushing the essence back into your throbbing hole.
You hum in satisfaction as he moves himself back up to your lips giving you a tender kiss. “I love you, y/n, my darling.” He kisses you once more. “My wife.”
“My husband,” you call him breathlessly and kissing him back. “I love you.”
Your husband attempts to get up to go wash up but you push him back down. “Let’s stay a bit like this?” Of course he’s not gonna decline. He would never refuse a cuddle session with you.
“Okay,” he says with a giddy laugh. And you’re both laying, tangled together basking in each other’s warmth and scent.
He hums the same tune that he sang to your child, reminding you how grateful you were to have him as your husband and the father of your baby.
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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It's the Bokutos! (3/4)
warnings: timeskip!haikyuu, cursing, pregnancy, childbirth, eventual smut, not proofread, MDNI
one • two • masterlist • four
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He was true to his words.
Whenever the baby starts crying at night, he’d be the first to volunteer to get up and take care of the child. He doesn’t want you getting up from your sleep especially after going through the traumatic process of the birth. He insisted that you rest up.
After five months, you tell him that you felt recovered. But at this point, he’s gotten used to talking and singing to the baby during those nights.
You woke up late at night once, not because of the baby, but because of an empty bed. Wondering where your husband was, you lazily make your way to the nursery where a soft humming sound was emitting from.
There, you see the familiar owl-hair, but a little more messy, next to a crib.
He sat on the sofa next to it, humming the tune of his favorite lullaby which also happens to be her favorite lullaby.
He had his face resting in his palms, his eyes closed in a peaceful manner. You felt your heart squeeze at the sight.
Walking quietly over to your calm-looking husband, you peek over the crib to watch your baby, who’s peacefully sleeping, mouth slightly parted, reminding you of someone you know.
You chuckle quietly at the cuteness of your baby when that someone’s arms engulf you, bringing you close to a hard chest and sitting on top of his lap.
“Sorry,” he murmurs an apology for leaving you in bed. “She got up a little while ago. I’ve gotten her to calm down.”
You turn around to face your husband. “I can see that.” You boop his nose, like you always do when you sit together like this. “Thank you,” you say, softly, awarding him with a kiss.
“Please, babe. You don’t need to thank me. I love doing this,” he says, but the dark circles under his eyes seem to argue against his statement.
He must be exhausted, you wonder. Your hands cup both his cheeks. “I love you,” you suddenly say. “Your the best husband, best lover, best father. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” Your eyes a bit teary because of how much work he’s doing since getting the child.
Becoming a father has changed him. And even his friends could see that. He was much more responsible, more mature, more careful in everything he does.
Bokuto leans his forehead against yours. “And your the strongest, bestest, beautifulest, prettiest mother slash wife. I love you,” he whispers. You smile as he places a lingering kiss on your cheek. His lips move to your ear. “Why don’t we go back to bed, darling?” He says in a low voice, making sure not to wake the baby.
He had no other intentions than cuddling. But the way he whispered in your ear got you a little fired up.
As he carried you back to the bed, you can’t help but place kisses all over his face, making him chuckle.
“Look at you. Getting all kissy-kissy.” He lays with you, his chest pressing against your back as his arms wrap around your waist. “I love you.”
You couldn’t sleep for some reason. Your mind lingered somewhere else, but you didn’t want to be the reason he doesn’t get his sleep, so you just snuggle against his neck, adjusting yourself, but in doing so cause you to accidentally grind your ass against on his crotch.
Now, the man is fully awake. But he doesn’t do a thing because he doesn’t want to hurt you after all the pain he witnessed you went through during the birth. What he doesn’t understand is that, you wouldn’t mind at this point. And that you practically feel healed ‘down there’.
“Kou,” you breathe, wondering if he’s asleep. He hums in response, his breath tickling your neck. “Are you awake?”
“Yeah.” His hands roam over your silky skin beneath your pajama top, knuckles teasing the underside of your boob.
“Not gonna sleep?” You ask, now turning around. “Aren’t you sleepy?”
“No.” He looks at you, his eyes a darker shade.
You weren’t gonna lie, Koutarou looks kinda hot with this tired look. Scruffed up hair, eyes drooped, and tiny stubble on his chin.
“Are you sure?” you ask, caressing his cheek. And that is enough to make him dive down, his lips molding over yours.
He continues to kiss you, his hands now moving higher to your bare breasts.
“I-is this okay? You’re not hurt?” He asks, hesitating with his movements as he rolls a nipple with his thumb.
You shake your head. “No, love. I’m okay now. Nothing hurts,” you say now breathless, taking his other hand and moving it down below your stomach. “Please, Kou.”
“Are you sure?” he breathes, eyes filled with worry. “We could just—” You grind your pelvis against his, making him groan.
“Touch me now, or never touch me again,” you threaten. Hearing your request, he lets out a hearty chuckle.
“Alright, babe.” With that, he moves a hand to your bottom lips, inserting a finger. “Let me know if you get uncomfortable.” A kiss is placed on your cheek, before dragging his lips down your neck, the same time he pushes a thick finger deep inside you eliciting a moan.
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It's the Bokutos! (2/4)
warnings: timeskip!haikyuu, cursing, pregnancy, childbirth, fem-bodied!reader
one • masterlist • three • four
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AFTER DESSERT
Most of them have already been full from eating the last meal of the day: cake. But Bokuto is still gobbling up a chocolate slice, very into the dessert.
You were ready to tell them and couldn’t wait for Bokuto to finish eating since he takes forever, so you nudge him on the shoulder.
“Hey!” you whisper-yell. “Babe!” You give him a look, pointing at the rest of the crowd with your head.
He looks up at you and then at them, thinking. Then a lightbulb appears on his head, as if remembering why you both came in the first place. “Oh!” He winks, a piece of chocolate fudge on the corner of his mouth. “Gotcha!”
Bokuto straightens up, clearing his throat.
“Wait, honey.” You wipe off the fudge off his mouth, before licking it off your finger. “Okay, your good.”
“Thanks.” He smiles, rubbing his face with yours before holding your hand. “Everyone!” He calls to the lot who’ve been busy with a card game. “We have an announcement to make!”
Akaashi smiles, crossing his legs, and his eyes flicker between his teammates and the couple in amusement.
A couple of them start murmuring.
“Huh?”
“Are they finally moving in with us?”
“OMG, they’re leaving us.”
Akaashi shushes them, creating a silence in the room.
“We’re pregnant!” You and Bokuto exclaim.
Everyone stays silent, then a loud cheer follows.
“Oh my gosh,” Konoha tears welling up. “We’re gonna be uncles!”
Komi walks over to Bokuto and gives him a “bro hug”. Few congratulations are shared between the crowd, mixed with crying and laughing. Akaashi is seen patting Bokuto on the back who’s crying (again, since the night you told him). The other guys crowd around you and ask multiple questions. Some questions made you laugh because of how outrageous they were.
“Do you know the gender yet?”
Komi had the audacity to ask: “Who’s the father?” which made Konoha slap him.
“It’s Bokuto-san, dummy!” Konoha scolds. “Who else?” The guys begin a ludicrous quarrel, making you laugh at them. The baby is surely going to grow up in a loving environment and you wouldn't have it any other way.
THE BIRTH
After quite a stressful and disastrous journey of pregnancy, your water finally broke. It was during the early morning when you got up, feeling a sharp pain on your lower back. You were walking towards the bathroom when you felt a trickle down your leg.
Uh oh. Looking down, you realized that it was happening. Your mind started to spiral as you rushed to find a change of clothes, and applying some makeup. Bokuto hears you shuffling around the room, waking up.
“Baby, you alright?” your husband asks, groggily.
“Uh huh. Get ready, love. It’s time,” you tell him while looking for a hair tie.
“Time?” Bokuto’s still lost, half-asleep. Yet, he still gets up and walks over to you to see if he could assist you with anything, like he always had during the whole pregnancy.
“My water broke,” you say, casually. “Aha! There it is.” You finally find a rubber band to tie your hair up in. Behind you, your husband is now fully awake. Eyes wide open, jaw dropped.
“Your water broke?! Honey?!” He motions his hands around, trying to get your attention. “We gotta go! Like! Right now!” His breathing becomes heavy and it seems like he’s starting to get a panic attack. This was part of the reason why you tried to be calm. You can’t have two people freaking out in this situation.
“Woah, woah. Chill out, boy scout,” you grab his flailing arms and take his hands in yours. “Easy.” Your voice seems to have calmed him down, his breathing slowing down and his eyes close as he leans into your touch. 
“We’re having a baby,” he breathes, now smiling. You nod and lean up to kiss him.
“We’re gonna be a mom and dad!” You squeal, but it cuts into a moan when you feel a sharp contraction hit you. “Ah!”
Bokuto’s eyes fill with worry. “Woah, are you okay?” You close your eyes, exhaling slowly before nodding. “Alright, let’s hurry and go then.”
It was quite hectic once you got to a room at the hospital. Bokuto had answered a facetime from Komi and the dude was freaking out when he found out about your situation. Soon, a flood of texts arrived in Bokuto’s phone from all his volleyball friends. Some sending good wishes, some sending crying emojis, some sending selfies (Oikawa).
But he paid no mind to them, staying by your side the whole time and whispering loving things into your ears which gave you strength. At some moments, it’d seem like you’ve gone to sleep but your eyes were just closed as you tried to deal with the pain. He’d squeeze your hand three times to let you know he’s still there.
Once the birth happened, it seemed like a heavy weight had been taken off you. Both physically and emotionally. The pregnancy was a struggle. But also, you’re so happy to finally see your baby. Bokuto is as well. He can’t contain his sobs once he heard the baby’s cries.
“Sh-she’s gorgeous. Like you, babe,” Bokuto says between sniffs as he holds the newborn human with the utmost care. You, too, felt super emotional watching the love of your life holding onto your new love.
“She has your eyes, Kou.” Tears prick your eyes. Bokuto smiles at your comment, watching as the baby’s eyelids flutter open. He leans to kiss her forehead and then leans down to kiss yours.
“My two favorite girls,” he says, fondly. You’ve never really seen this side of Bokuto. One that carries a lot of maturity and seems to be holding a lot of responsibility on his shoulders as he tenderly cradles the new bundle of joy in his arms.
He decided that from this moment, he’ll do anything for this child. A serious look appears on his face.
“Honey?” He voices out softly. “We’re in this together.” You smile brightly, a nice warmth surges through your heart, feeling like the luckiest person in the world at the moment.
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It's the Bokutos! (1/4)
warning: timeskip!haikyuu, cursing, pregnancy, eventual smut (3&4), not proofread, fem-bodied!reader
masterlist • two • three • four
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Akaashi sighs. His former high school teammates sit on the opposite side of his living room, waiting for him to speak.
“The Bokutos are coming over,” he states finally.
Komi shouts a “yes!” as Konoha, Sarukui, and Washio celebrate to themselves. You and your husband bokuto always bring the best food and snacks to a party, no one can deny.
The door opens when you arrive.
“What’s up, buttercups! Haha, your captain has arrived.” It’s cute how he still calls himself captain even after high school.
Bokuto makes a drumroll with his hands and lap. “And here comes….” The other boys, minus Akaashi who’s still setting up the table, cue in to the drumroll.
You step into the doorframe, one hand holding up a tin-foiled tray of mystery food, another waving at the guys.
“My beautiful, beautiful wife!”
“Hi, everyone.”
“Hi, [y/n],” they say, staring at the tray in your hand.
Akaashi walks up to take the tray but Bokuto interrupts him with a hug.
“Akaash! When did you grow muscles? Did you steal mines?” Bokuto flexes his arm against Akaashi’s. “Hehe, nope. Still bigger.” Bokuto smirks, making Akaashi roll his eyes playfully.
“Alright, big guy.” Bokuto laughs, walking over to his friends and giving everyone head ruffles.
“Here, lemme handle that, thanks,” Akaashi says, taking the tray from you.
“Thank you. How are you Akaashi?” You ask following him to the kitchen.
“Things are going great. How about you guys?” He asks as he organizes the table as the lovely aroma fills the room. You help him out with the plates and utensils.
“We’ve been doing great as well!”
Akaashi nods, and moves a little closer to say something under his breath. “And the baby?”
You chuckle, nodding. “Really great.” Akaashi looks over to Bokuto and his friends who are in deep conversation, cackling at jokes.
The baby, Akaashi is referring to is the one growing in your belly. The one Bokuto gave to you. You found out in the middle of one night when you decided to take a pregnancy test, since you’ve been trying for one. And honestly, “trying” is kind of a stretch since you guys only had one encounter and Bokuto took a lot of pride in that.
The next morning, you surprised Bokuto with breakfast, writing “baby” using ketchup on top of the omelette rice. He gobbled that shit up so quick that you got mad and eventually had to explain to him. He was confused as to why you were watching him eat instead of joining the meal, but then he burst into tears upon hearing the news, full of happiness. He picked you up in a hug, and twirling around like a giddy child.
On the same day, he had been bouncing all over the place, wanting to tell at least one person. So you let him tell Akaashi, his best bud. You remember as he facetimed his friend, asking him if he was alone so he could tell him the news. Akaashi seemed to have just woken up from a nap, telling us to give him a minute so he could coffee up. It took a while so your impatient husband decided to just text him a baby bottle emoji as a hint. And Akaashi immediately calls upon reading the text, understanding the meaning behind the text.
“What?!?! Are you serious? A baby?! Congratulations, you guys,” he said over facetime, looking much more awake and refreshed.
Now, you and Bokuto are here to tell the news to the others. Along with Akaashi, who knew first.
“I’m surprised Bokuto is not on the edge of his seat and spilling the secret already.” The former setter laughs. “When are you guys planning to tell them?”
“After dessert,” you whisper as you both enter the living room to the wild crowd.
“Good luck with that.”
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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It’s the Bokutos! masterlist
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warnings: timeskip!haikyuu, pregnancy, smut at the end, cursing, penetrative sex, slight breeding kink, oral (f. receiving), overstimulation, MDNI
notes: bokuto and his s/o are expecting, marriage fluff
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ one
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ two
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ three (nsfw)
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ four (nsfw)
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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fic where he tells his s/o (who didn’t go to the same high school as him) “we coulda dated in high school 😁” but in reality you two were in completely different cliques
—Kageyama, Sugawara, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, Kuroo, Aran, KITA, Osamu, HINATA, FUTAKUCHI
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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fic where reader is a clairvoyant and knows who her future husband is (haikyuu character) but he’s currently dating someone else
and is laughing while watching them date like “you think he’s marrying you?? PFFFFFFT honey he’s marrying me 💅”
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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@toshji — mai's fic-dumping blog (18+)
⇄ ◃◃ II ▹▹ ↻ up next ılı.lıllılı.ıllı.
» [ Gorgeous - kageyama x reader] «
inspired by taylor swift’s “Gorgeous”. celebrity!reader meets volleyball pro-athlete Kageyama at a social gathering. With the help of msby player friends, celebrity!reader was able to make conversation with the blue-eyed mystery.
» [ neighbors cat impregnates your cat - osamu x reader ] «
(i might change it from osamu to someone else…) The title says it all. Your cat arrives home from going mia suddenly and you notice her belly looking heavier than usual. Knowing that your neighbor also has a cat and that you’ve never seen any strays around, you can only assume one thing.
» [ At your door - futakuchi x reader ] «
angst, breakups, hurt, no comfort (part1). Why was your boyfriend calling you at 2am in the middle of the night? Couldn’t he have waited til morning or the next day?
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karasunotebook · 2 years
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A NEW FIC IDEA JUST OCCURRED TO ME BUT I HAVENT EVEN FINISHED THE ONE SIN MY DRAFTS
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