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hoshigray · 10 months

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i’m not sure if you’re currently writing for ushijima but if you are/will, could u write something smutty about reader telling him that they have an oral fixation 🤞 (i haven’t really seen any of your works for ushijima so i’m quite curious about how you write him. love your toji works, btw! <3)

Mouth on Body Experience

Oml you're my first HQ!! request, noonie! :00 Tbh with you, I never posted any of my HQ!! works because it was during a time when I was on and off with writing (not to mention it was chara x chara stuff bc I wasn't into x reader stuff back then), so this surprised me when I saw it in my inbox, lol. But I love Ushijima sm, like he's so cool and is definitely one of my top characters in the entire series!! Hope I did him justice in my writing since it's been so long, ty for this prompt! o(≧▽≦)o

Also, s/o to my wonderful mootie, @cu7ie, for helping me out with this!! I hope your day is going swell and wish nothing but good vibes your way~~ ☆ mwah-mwah!!

Cw: Ushijima x reader - explicit content; minors DNI - oral (m! receiving)/blowjob + handjob; implied first time giving him a bj - teasing; biting/sucking on the body (reader exploring Ushi's body with their mouth) - humping + grinding - tiny overstimulation for Ushi - pet names (baby, love) - kissing/makeout session - minor ball worship - Ushi is a bit confused but supportive - will proofread later :P. Wc: 2.6k

You peek through the door to the bedroom, taking the silence into account despite knowing someone is occupying the space. He prefers silence anyway, so it's no surprise that the television isn't even on. The only things that bring life into the room are the warm colors of the sunset painting the walls and your boyfriend sitting on the edge of his bed.

Having Wakatoshi Ushijima as your boyfriend is one of the many mysteries to the world and you. As many outside observers would think, being in a relationship with the guy has been quite a journey. Not to say that is a bad thing, though. If anything, it's been going rather well.

Going into the relationship knowing you'd be dating one of the world's Olympic powerhouse volleyball players was intimidating enough. Yet, it's a different story actually meeting and talking with him in person, his fierce aura adequate to suffocate you then and there. But as the days go by and things calm down, you two slowly but surely feel comfortable in each other's presence. You start acting like a couple and expressing your love naturally.

You knock on the door, waiting for his permission before proceeding inside. When you hear his voice call to you, you move past the entrance and enter his room.

On the edge of the bed sat Ushijima in his usual comfortable house wear comprising of a plain white tee and sweatpants. His eyes focused on the item in his hands, a book that his eyes diligently skimmed from page to page. His concentration doesn't hinder until he notices you walking up to him, his face lifted slightly to look at your figure entirely.

"Hey," you greet him, to which he returns with an incline of his head. "What're you reading?"

"It's the book you left here last night," his deep voice still has you hard to believe, but it's become a welcoming timbre in your everyday life and is now something you love to hear. "I saw the reviews on the back and it had me interested."

You lift a brow. "You read the reviews on the cover?"

He lifts a brow in return. "Are they meant to be ignored?"

The giggle is stifled, trying to exit your lips. So thorough. "No, no, you can read them. Most people will read because of a cover or if the writer is their favorite." Your boyfriend watches you sit beside him, leaning against his shoulder as he returns to his reading. I bet he's gonna read the author's notes at the end when he's done.

You chuckle at your own joke, but Ushijima doesn't pay any mind, just putting an arm around your waist to keep you close to him. The two of you relish in each other's company; the warm hues peeking through the window blinds cover your backs with an imperceptible blanket of warmth.

With the rise and fall of his shoulder, you bask in the sun's dying glow while your breathing syncs with the man next to you. This moment almost fills you with peace, embracing the domestic feel within this space between you and your boyfriend.

But, again, it almost does the job. Because you remember why you even came into his space in the first place and the butterflies in your stomach party to your dreadful dismay.

You peer up to look at Ushijima, who keeps reading until you call for his attention. "Hey, Toshi?" His olive eyes flicker to you when you use his nickname, and your heart skips a bit when he immediately shifts his engagement to you. "C-Can I kiss you?" You don't know why you stammered around your words; it was a simple request, nothing too extreme. It's not like you two have never kissed before, but the idea in your head makes it nerve-wracking.

The tall man displays no reaction outside of a slight lift of a brow, but no words are needed when he places the book down by his side and his hand rest on your soft cheek. Your eyes instinctively close when his face decreases the gap between you, and firm, smooth lips land on your plump own. Just when you would sink into his touch, he withdraws himself from you, leaving a tiny whimper to exit your mouth.

"Can..." Your hand finds its way to the big one on the side of your face, his thumb stroking your cheek's surface. "Can I have another?"

Again, he doesn't use his words, just inclining his head towards you to kiss you. It's a few seconds longer than the last before he removes himself again, only for you to grip his shirt to restrict him. "Another, please..." your voice dials to a whisper, and a soft moan is shared when his lips return to yours. He retires again. "Anoth—"

Before long, Ushijima shushes your pleas with kisses without further approval. His hands bring you closer to him, and — before you know it — he's now on his back to the bed with you straddling him. Large palms roam around your waist and hips while you kiss him back, slowly venturing further down with each hump of the hips to gently grasp your ass.

There's no point in restraining the moans that naturally flee out of your mouth. This is what you wanted; this is what you came to the room for.

Well, to be specific, it's leading to what you came here for.

Throughout this relationship, you have yet to disclose your oral fixation. Perhaps it's because being with a man like Ushijima still intimidates you to share your sexual interests with the man. Nonetheless, it's something you've been longing to share with him. There have been instances where it would sneak in through your intimate moments, yet you choose to stop yourself and not ruin the atmosphere with your boyfriend.

So you've resorted to relinquishing this craving with activities to keep you busy: the usually chewing gum, biting or sucking on your tongue, or chewing on your nails.

Regardless, today is the day you try to initiate this part of your being with Ushijima. You've been dying to have your mouth on his body for the longest time — especially with how attractive and well-built the man is has been driving you crazy.

It all excites you, enthralls you. However, you snap back to reality when you hear a hot groan from the man you're straddling, realizing you're still kissing him. To your horror, finding yourself sucking on his tongue, you quickly exit off the bed. Heavy pants from the two of you fill the bedroom, and your wide eyes look into his hooded dirty gold ones.

"I-I'm so sorry, Toshi!" You're quick to throw apologies his way. "I got a little ahead of myself!"

"Mmm. It's fine." He nonchalantly reassures you, wiping the spit on his lips with the back of his hand.

Yet, you continue to ramble on. "No, really, sorry about that! I got a little carried away. I was thinking too much..."

"Thinking about what?"

Oh shit.

Now why the hell would you put yourself out like that? "Huh?" You try to play dumb despite understanding it won't work on him.

Ushijima exhales through his nose before hoisting himself up from the bed. "It's pointless to back out of something when you're the one who's done it." His blunt words hit like knives to your figure, internally groaning as he stands up in front of you. "What's on your mind, Y/n?"

Oh fuck, I've done it now. There is no way out of this; you'll have to tell him what's been troubling you recently.

"I...I wanna—Okay. So, I have this thing with my mouth, right?" You can tell the expression on Ushijima's face doesn't coincide with the supportive nod. "It's like...It's a habit of mine where I use my mouth on stuff to stimulate myself?" At this point, you don't know what the fuck you're talking about. Just get this over with, me! I can't take it!!

"So, I've been thinking of...you know," your mind and gut are doing gymnastics, toying with your uncomfortableness to this entire situation. "I want to use my mouth...on your body...."

Olive brown brows furrow and you quickly sprout more nonsense. "Th-That's unless you're okay with it! If you don't think you're okay with it or you feel discomfort, then I won't be hurt in any way! It's totally up to you because I can just—"

"Y/n." Your rambles are muted by the use of your name, his brows still scrunched with an indistinct expression. "I'm not following: why would you want to use your mouth on my body?"

"Well, because," your face gets hot by the second: not just from you revealing your secret, but also your boyfriend asking questions. "I like your body, Toshi. Especially with how nice your physique is, I just kinda want to...play with it a little? Make you feel good..."

Ushijima's facial expression molds to a softer tone when you confess to him, and his eyes drift to the side as if he's searching for the right words to say. It makes you anxious with how in-depth he's taking this into heart, so you squeak when his goldish orbs return to you. "Is it something that I can help with?"

"Umm, yes, yeah!" Confirmation stammers out your lips. "I mean, as long as you're up for it."

He places his hands on your waist to bring you close to him. "I am."

He looks at you with hooded eyes, and the romantic tension from before fills the room. "Yeah?" Your voice winds down to a murmur.

"Yeah." His voice lowers as his head comes down to you, and your lips once again welcome the feel of his.

And with that, Ushijima finds himself back on the bed with you on top of him. You carry more confidence than previously as your kisses become more passionate and hot, teeth bumping into each other and you nibbling on his lip, resulting in abrupt groans.

Your hands venture down to the hem of his shirt, hesitantly raising it inch by inch. And Ushijima notices your desire for access, and a big hand engulfs yours and lifts the shirt to reveal his abdomen and pectorals.

Kisses from the mouth trail down to his neck and clavicle, and he tries to stop himself from moaning to your sweet touches. Your lips pepper all that's exposed to you, quick licks onto his pecs, and gentle bites on his nipples. It's evident now that the man is enjoying your actions, limiting the pleasure in his voice while his hands stick to your waist as his hips rock with yours.

Your hand sneaks down from his well-defined abs to his pelvis, fingers intruding under the band of his sweatpants and brushing against the soft material of his briefs that shield his now erect cock from your mere fingertips. Ushijima hums with his baritone voice, large palms dare calm down to your butt and knead the flesh, and you purr to his firm grasp.

"May I use my mouth?" It was a tiny suggestion, yet there was a distinct connotation. You haven't ever given your boyfriend a blowjob before, so this was new waters you were treading cautiously with. Nevertheless, he surprises you with a nod, egging you on to resume. A feeling of giddiness corrupts your senses, placing chaste kisses on his nipple down to his abs, and Ushijima has his hand on your head the further you go to his lower region.

You're now on your knees on the floor as you pull his sweatpants and underwear to his thighs, and the image of his erection springing out in front of your eyes has you practically drooling in anticipation. Every crevice, every dent, and every vein of his dick is mesmerizing to the eyes, and your curiosity gets the best of you when his body jerks at your hands grazing his balls. How vulgar.

"Hmmm, Y/n, love," he calls to you with whimpers — a rarity to hear but beautiful to the ears. "Go easy on me..."

And you just give him a lovely smile before you move a hand on his cock, stroking the length in a slow but firm motion. He jolts to your grasp, throwing his head back and sinking into the mattress as your palm slides up and down his limb. It gets worse for him when he feels your tongue flicks on his balls, sucking on his sack prompts moans of bliss to substitute the silence of the room.

The summer sun continues to descend, the waning heat losing its touch in the room. But the warm sensation of your mouth on his shaft has Ushijima's skin hot to the touch, his hands gripping the comforter beneath him. And he hisses when he senses the work of your tongue on the tip of his couch, lapping on the sensitive glands while simultaneously stroking him and massaging his sack.

Your cheeks go hollow when you take the head to your mouth, relaxing your jaw as you gradually suck all of him at your own pace. Your boyfriend has to bite on his lip and try to not buck his hips toward you. But it feels so fucking good when the velvety walls of your throat accommodate his girth and size; your wet muscle on the underside of his dick sends electric waves every time it brushes up and down from your bobbing gesture.

As for you, it feels like you're under an ecstatic spell as you work your way to the base of his cock with every suck. The cockhead hits the back of your throat at a delicious angle that you mewl on the member, eyes shut to fully enjoy the experience and commotion between your lips. Tears start to prickle, spit and drool coat his shaft, and your brain goes foggy when his musk blocks your nostrils. The throbbing sensation between your legs gets unbearable by the second, and you grind your thighs together to ease your lust.

Ushijima has done well trying to maintain his steel composure; however, no matter how he tries, he soon succumbs to the warm and pleasurable feeling of your throat when he thrusts into your oral cavity at a reasonable tempo, going faster and faster when the notion of his release crawls up within him.

"Haaaah, ahhhh—Mmmph!" Moans fly out from his mouth, no longer attempting to keep this from escaping. "Dove, I'm about to cum in your—Hnnngh!! Ahhh, shit, shit," and he grabs your head to keep you steady as he ruts into your throat. The orgasm hits the both of you, and a few deep strokes result in him shooting his load inside you, forcing you to drink all he gives you.

And you happily do so, waiting for his thighs to stop jerking as you take in every bit of his essence. Once he's done ejaculating, you slowly remove yourself from his sock, a soft pop evidence of you two no longer connected. You swallow and gulp any remainder of his load before climbing back onto the bed to lay beside Ushijima, who turns to his side to survey you thoroughly with half-lidded eyes.

You sigh with a smile. "Enjoyed yourself?"

While his hand caresses your cheek, he hums as his response. "Did you?"

"Yes, very much so. Thank you, Toshi." You start to feel drowsy as the room becomes dark, the warm colors of the sunset dulling as the moon sheds light.

"Of course, dove."

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slut4sugu · 7 months

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PRETTY BABY ! — SUNA RINTARO X FEM!BLACK READER

[ʚ 🍓ɞ] summary: you attempted to treat your boyfriend by making him cum his brains out, little did you know that bet would soon fall through [ʚ 🍓ɞ] including + warnings: blowjobs, overstimulation, sub!suna x Dom!reader to soft!Dom suna x sub!reader, slight ass slapping, degradation and praise, use of the nicknames: doll, pretty girl, pretty, baby, whore, suna being whipped for reader, mentions of dumbifaction and squirting, mentions of hickeys [ʚ 🍓ɞ] genre: suggestion to smut

Kinktober Masterlist . Trust-Issues : Drake

YOU LOOKED UP AT YOUR BOYFRIEND WITH PLEADING EYES; “Cmon rinny! You literally never let me even try to top you.” You whined, which made suna laugh in response. “Yeah because I know that your just gonna beg me to fuck you once you get tired.” The raven said confidently, his gaze never leaving from his phone. Scoffing you challenge him. “Okay fine, if you really think that I’m that easy then let’s bet on it.” Suna’s eyes finally meet yours, now curious about what bet your trying to make. Knowing full well he intends for you to loose it. Leaning up on your knees you took the phone out of his hand, throwing it into a pile of clothes on your floor. Then crawling from your spot on the bed over to suna before sitting in his lap, crossing your arms behind his neck. “Now here’s the deal, since you think you a sex god or sum shit-“ “Never said that.” “Shut up rin.” You hated now his handsome smirk made your heart race, even after seeing it a hundred times. “-If I top you tonight and I make you cum from doing all the work-?” You lean in close to his ear, purposely grinding a little when you do so, “I get to do whatever I want to you for the rest of the night.” You stated, your pretty voice smooth yet firm. The smell of your strawberry shampoo body wash & lotion flooding nose as you came close, sunas senses starting to give into your natural charm. A groan left his lips as he felt you grind on his bulge through his sweats. “What’s in it for me pretty? Hm?” The feeling of his cold hands, going up under your baggy tee and holding your waist sending shivers down your spine. “Whatever you want. I’m not loosing this rin.” You say confidently as you sat straight up now. Your eyes studying your boyfriends features, as were his. “Alright fine then doll. But don’t whine when i win.” His green eyes flickered from your plump lips to your chocolate eyes, you smirked, “Oh baby, I won’t be whining for shit. You’ll be begging me to stop.”

♡ ♡ ♡

That’s how you ended up in between your boyfriends legs, teasingly licking fat stripes up the underside of his dick. Purposely slowing down when you would get to that one sensitive spot on his shaft, causing a string of curses to leave sunas lips. “Fuuckk doll.” His head thrown back all pretty on your pillows, the sight of this alone making your pussy clench around nothing. “You’re so pretty rinny.” You tease, letting out a giggle when you see the tip of his ears turn pink. “S-shut up.” A smile tugging at your lips as you kissed the pretty pink tip of your boyfriends cock, giggling once more when you saw his thighs shake from your peripheral vision. “Stop messing around and just- shit!” He damn near whimpered when he felt your mouth welcome his dick inside, you wasted no time as you took him inside inch by inch disappearing in your throat. You gagged a little once you reached the base, but you were determined to deepthroat him. The sound of his groans and pleas were too sweet to miss. “You feel so good doll, fuckkk.” His eyes were squeezed shut as he felt you start bobbing up and down, you had only deepthroated him once before this a couple of months ago and it’s safe to say he missed being in your throat. You hummed around the base of his cock, the feeling of his hand coming down and grabbing a fistful of your braids pushing you down slightly made you moan, his other grabbing the sheets tightly causing his knuckles to turn white.

Finally opening his eyes, he saw you looking up at him with your pretty doe eyes. Hearts forming in them just for him, as they bored into his. “God you’re so fuckin cute like this, sucking me so-” A pornographic moan erupted from suna’s throat as you flattened your tongue and quickened your pace. Shooting him a look that said, “shut up or I’ll make you.’ Despite your wetness soaking your panties, though it was his fault. His precum tasted almost sweet yet salty on your tongue, and the occasional thrust into your mouth had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Sounds of your drooling on his dick and moans/groans filled the room, your core grew unbelievably needy while you sucked his dick. You itched for the feeling of being stuffed full by his shaft as you sucked, further growing more horny by the second. His dick twitched into your mouth as he grew louder, “Baby shiiit, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t fuck-!” Words fell deaf on his tongue as the coil in his stomach began to unravel faster by the second. Finally unraveling when he saw your pretty eyes practically beg for him to cum. whimpering slightly as his seed flooded your mouth. Drinking up all of it you hummed with content, while suna was catching his breath.

Your mouth left his tip with a pop sound, licking your lips you smiled at the mess that laid there before you. Grinning as you saw his flushed face, “Aw baby, are you tired?” You teased, your saccharine voice, your hips, your thighs, your pretty acrylics (with his initials on them), your f/c faux locs driving the brunette insane. You were a perfect angel, a sexy, cute, beautiful angel that just made him cum in your mouth. So when he felt your soft hand cup his cheek and press a sweet kiss to his lips, who was he to say no? He Kissed you back before pulling away and saying, “Hell no, give me all you got pretty girl.”

As the night progressed you saw a different side of your boyfriend, a needy yet sweet side. He would yearn for more kisses from you and your touch, almost whining when you would rather leave hickeys on him rather than have his tongue down your throat. The male beneath you grunts when your teased the head of his cock with your entrance, lubing it with his pre cum and your slick that has collected from making out with suna. Your boyfriend’s big palms find their way to your thighs to finally have you hover over his dick, making the blockers pretty pink tip slowly push against your hole and it’s way inside. His neediness clearly visible in his eyes as he tries to push you down on his throbbing cock. “Rin what are you- ah.” Even after being split open on your boyfriends dick numerous times the pleasure never ceases to feel like the first time all over again. The familiar delicious stretch you would feel as his veiny shaft filled you up so nicely. You gripped his shoulders for support as your eyes rolled back, your mouth agape as you finally gave in to your desires. Sucking in a breath rintaro felt your tight velvety walls suck him in impossibly deeper, “Fuck the bet you feel too fucking good right now.” You were going to object but the feeling you’ve been missing all night made you forget about the stupid bet, you could top him another day.

The raven softly starts to buck his hips up into yours without warning, causing soft moans to slip past your lips. “Rinny wait- your too *slap* fuck!” You grew tighter as you suddenly felt the pleasure and pain of suna slapping your rear. One hand now gripping your waist the other squeezing the fat of your ass. “I said fuck *thrust* the challenge didn’t I? So stop whining like baby when you know damn well you’re a whore for getting fucked dumb.” Sunas voice was stern yet so damn hot you gripped his cock tighter just from feeling his hot breath on the shell of your ear as he degraded you. Letting out a string of curses he chuckled, “And the fact that you actually thought that you were gonna ‘have me begging for you to stop.’ is almost fucking cute.” You hid your face in his neck, a slight pout on your pink glossed lips. “Shut up.” You mumbled, “just wanted to see if I could make you feel as good as you make me.”

“That’s what this was all about? Damn your dumb.” You rolled your eyes and sucked your teeth before nibbling purposefully on the sensitive vein on his neck, erecting a soft moan from your boyfriend. “What are you gonna do about it then? Fuck me dumb?” You asked mockingly in a sweet voice, you always were such a brat but you never seemed to learn your lesson. So when rintaro's eyes shined with that look of lust and hidden intent you already knew what time it was, “Yeah pretty much .”

♡ ♡ ♡

That’s how you ended up face first into the mattress, your ass in the air as you got fucked into the pillows. Mewling, as your body writhed with pleasure. You always said that, ‘s too big rinny!’ or ‘slow down!’ and yet, he knew you could take it. You've done it many times before. That’s why he reached further into the space you had created to bunch up the back of your shirt and used it as leverage as though he were pulling your hair to pummel into you faster and deeper. Your ass rhythmically pounded on his pelvis, sending a lewd ringing through your own ears as it echoed off the bedroom walls. Something about this lewd position you were in mixed with the feeling of Suna’s cock hitting those sweet spots inside of you, egging you on more than usual. Your high getting close and he could feel it.

“G’na cum pretty?” He grunted as his other hands squeezed your hip, his blunt nails digging into your flesh. His moans were heavenly, a sound you always loved to hear, as your walls fluttered around him. His pace grew relentless, barely giving you time to breathe or even think as he forced your hips to fuck back onto him, drawing a helpless gasp or delighted moan from your pretty lips with each thrust. You began to shake in his hold, your breath coming out in hot pants as your end grew near. Your voice reaching a higher pitch, your pink nails digging into the bed, your brown skin marked up with hickeys and love bites.. you looked like a work of art. “Please rinny hah please, wanna fuck cum..!” You could barely get the words out as he fucked you within an inch of your life.

“Y’gunna cream around my cock? Make a pretty mess on f’me baby?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Came your loud, unapologetic sounds of unfiltered, pornographic babbles of sheer bliss.

Neither of you could hold back anymore. Suna spilled rope after rope of his hot, sticky seed into your abused cunt while your pretty folds creamed around his shaft. Blissed panting, filled the air around you. Only couple seconds pass before your boyfriend continues his unwavering attack on your pussy, your once loosened grip on the sheets now tightened again as you let out confused babbles and whines into the pillows. “Don’t hah, act so surprised I said i was going to fuck you dumb. And I meant it.” Following this statement suna sent harsh slaps to your ass, causing yelps and moans to fill the walls of the bedroom. His eyes now low as he gripped the sides of your hips and was almost entranced by how your ass was starting to grow red from his hits. “All of this thrust. for me baby? Hm?” The deep thrusts inside your sensitive cunt drove you insane, your brain started to turn to mush as the sound of skin slapping further started to drive you to your next climax. All you could do was nod as you felt the coil in your stomach begin to unravel again, if your face wasn’t stuffed in the pillows at the time you would’ve came from the sight of Sunas abs glistening with sweat and loose strands of hair stuck to his forehead, and that goddamn sexy smirk that was plastered on his handsome face.

With a swift motion, the blocker thrusted his hips forward, driving his bulging cock deeper into you, aching against every inch of your inner walls. the sensation was both pleasurable and torturous, that left you convulsing and twitching with pleasure as you came for the second time around his shaft. Coating his cock with more of your essence mixed with his cum. “God your so pretty like this-” Leaning down he kissed your shoulder blade, before leaving another hickey. This time behind your ear, a dark purple spot forming in seconds. “-all messy and tired. But I bet you still want more right?” You hummed softly in response despite your body being unable to move, “Heh, good because I wasn’t planning on stopping anytime soon, now be a good pretty little doll and squirt on my dick this time kay?”

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sucka4pain · 1 year

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𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘!❣︎

haikyuu men with a thicc!s/o

Bokuto Koutarō, Aran Ojiro, Ushijima Wakatoshi, & Tsukishima Kei

Includes: Ass slapping, sloppy make outs, mentions of sex, sexual tensions, possessiveness, and dirty talk

Probably went a little overboard with Ushijima and Aran but can’t blame me🤭

Pronouns aren’t really mentioned

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

Bokuto Koutarō

The PERFECT COUPLE!!

Nothing is better a couple who both have CAKE

He likes to play with your ass. LIKE DRUMS. Not THAT way…

He likes to slap it while you are laying on your stomach.

Even tells you to play with his😭

“Come on Y/n! It’s actually fun!!” “Kou, I’m not gonna mess around with your ass😑” “please?🥺” “…Fine”

Now he’s happy.

Okay but like when he FIRST slapped your ass, he was FLABBERGASTED!

Bro was shocked by the recoil on that thang

When you guys are fucking he ALWAYS has to do back shots first.

Him seeing your ass bounce back on his dick as he breaks your back just gives him heart eyes.

100% has his hands on your ass at ALL times!

Even when making out especially

If you two are out walking and you have on jeans, he has his hand in one of your back pockets.

Aran Ojiro

Ugh black KING😫

He’s an ass man it’s the truth

HE HITS IT FROM THE BACK EVERY TIME!🗣️

Your with your friends in a party and your twerking? He is RIGHT behind you catching it.

“Damn Babe, did your ass get fatter or what?🥴” “It’s the same as always babe😂” “Definitely hitting it from the back again tonight..” “Oh hell nah! You nearly broke my back last time!😭” “Baby that ain’t my fault you walking around with THAT behind you😍”

He is a SUCKERRRRRR for you in jeans

You know damn well he is gonna be staring

Always gives your ass a slap before going in a game or even practice

He does it to kinda embarrass you but he calls it his ‘Good luck charm’

Sloppy make out sessions on his bed with you on his lap. His hands placed on your ass, squeezing and rubbing the soft surface as your arms are wrapped around his neck. Pulling him closer into the kiss making it even messier.

“You wanna fuck?” “Aran No!!” CAN NOT have a make out session without you guys fucking afterwards.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Lets be honest here

He stares with NO shame!

When walking together in public he’s always behind you

He doesn’t want anyone to stare at what’s his

Another one that was flabbergasted when he saw the recoil.

Short scenario:

You and your friends are having fun at a club. Ushijima and his team are chilling and talking. They hear cheers and look over to see you twerking on your friend, having a good ass time. NOW you at the time has TIGHT ass jeans. He blushed a little and his jaw dropped seeing how smooth and effortlessly you where doing it. You where barely moving and yet it was jiggling.

Hugs you from behind just to feel your ass rub against his crotch

As lewd as he thinks it is, he can’t help it

Don’t matter where or what time he is STARING!!

Your cooking and your back is facing towards him? He’s looking

You walk past him to leave and hang out with friends? He’s LOOKING (and tried to sneakily take a picture but fails cause his flash was on)

Even during practice he is staring!

“Wakatoshi quit staring at Y/n and focus on practice!!” Coach yelled and he nods going back to practice.

Tsukishima Kei

Ohohohoho lord…

Every second he gets, he’s slapping that ass

“Oh sorry Y/n, there was a bug on you~” “Mother fucker touch my ass again.” Guess what. He touches it.

Which resulted to him getting kicked where the sun don’t shine!

Looks like someone won’t be having kids!!

Jokes aside, he is VERY possessive

Gets mad at anyone and anything for looking.

Even if a kid just looks at you he’s gonna be like “What are you staring at?”

Like bro chill it’s a kid 💀

Loves to fuck you doggy style in front of a mirror and makes you watch.

“Look at that baby, you like getting pounded like this hm? Such a dirty little slut you are.”

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love language ⸻ You remind me I’m imperfect and it sucks to admit it. ⸻ a. ojiro

synopsis ⸺ after six months, you lay eyes on your ex-boyfriend at a mutual friend’s party.

warnings ⸺ smut. 18+, black-coded reader. female reader. afab anatomy. praise kink, cunnilingus, blow job, some angst, happy ending, time skip aran. use of ocs, but barely even mentioned. he’s very sweet to you no matter what. this is also my haikyuu debut so... I haven't read the haikyuu time skip so this is all referencing his wiki page and how other people write about him.

writer notes ⸺ disclaimer, i'm just starting the haikyuu manga, so please bear with me. I really tried to embody what people say he embodies, so hopefully, I did this fine man justice. (also disclaimer, i hate the reason they broke up but it was the best one i could find and create.)

wc ⸺ 6.2k

The city was alive mostly at night, it was a beautiful thing. Although, that was where you were not at tonight.

As you walked, your heels clicked through against the cobblestone walkway. Passing by the bright glass stone lights, lighting your way to the one destination. Smiling, although it was a melancholy one. It had been a while since you had gone out like this, wrapping yourself up in work and distracting yourself from any and everything. Most of your friends would call your recent way of life destructive, so you hoped to get them off your back this way. Your dress was black, matching everything else you wore. After all, the event you were going to was an all-black attire. The dress is backless, along with carefully sewn holes on both sides of the dress. In your hands held both your bag and a gift bag as well, containing a very expensive purse and perfume.

Soon you arrived at the event, a birthday party, a very private one as well. It was held at a country club you used to frequent as well, back during a different part of your life. Two guards stood out front, one holding a tablet.

“Name?” The one on the left asked you, the moment you stepped up to them.

You gave them your name, and them checking, glancing at your photo that popped up before looking at you. It was very tight security after all. You hold both bags in one hand, before lowering your glasses and revealing your eyes so they can get a good look at you. The two men nodded, stepping out of the way and opening the door to the private club. They both tell you to enjoy your night, which you thanked them for before walking inside. At the reception of the country club, the lady at the desk smiled, before asking you where you were headed. There must have been multiple events being held during this time, you thought to yourself, no matter though.

You told her the name of your close friend, whose birthday it was today. She smiled, before pointing down the hall, telling you which hall is hosting the party. Smiling, thanking her before walking down yourself. You creaked the door open slightly, the sounds of people mingling together getting louder and louder as you did. The tables were mostly gone, making room for the tall tables designed for people to rest their drinks on. The meshing of gold and green, a garden-themed cocktail party. Vines decorated the walls, paired together with shimmering fake flowers. You smiled to yourself, once again, you thought, she goes all out. Towards the back, hanging a beautifully decorated table which deemed itself to be the gift table was a banner adorning her name. Wading through the crowd, smiling and waving at those you knew and excusing yourself past those you did not know.

Jumping at the sudden attack behind your back, you heard familiar giggling as pink silk-gloved hands wrap themselves around you. The familiar giggling had you smiling even wider, placing your hands on top of her own, and turning your head to make eye contact with her.

“I thought you weren’t going to make it!!” She whined in your ear, the smell of saccharine alcohol on her tongue.

Smiling, you turned towards her fully, wrapping your arms around her in a hug, “of course I wasn’t, I couldn't miss your birthday for the world.”

She fully accepted your hug, letting you go but still keeping her arms around you. Immediately her eyes zeroed in on the gift you had in your hands. She squealed, immediately diving in to swipe it away from you, but you moved back with a quick step, laughing as she pouted once again. Your friend became very spoiled once alcohol tasted her tongue.

“I’ll place this on the gift table and you can open them tomorrow when you're much more yourself, okay?”

She pouted again, but nodded her head, telling you to stop by the cocktail table before finding the rest of your friends. You agreed, turning around to continue on your journey to the gift table. Getting the table, you placed your gift along with the rest of the massive and most expensive gifts as well. Once you did, you turned around, eyeing both the assortment of cocktails available already pre-made, along with an open bar making custom selections for those who didn’t like what was available. Walking over to the table, you looked over everything that was in front of you, and it all looked so good. Martinis, margaritas, and all the different assortment of colored drinks. Glancing over everything one more time, you decided on a gradient-like drink, clear on top with yellow settling at the bottom, decorated with ice at the top and a piece of rose vine and a small bud that had yet to grow into a full-fleshed rose. This specific drink came with its own straw. After carefully sipping it, approving of its taste, you cast your eyes to the crowds, looking for wherever your friends were congregating.

Catching sight of your friend’s frilly pink dress, you started to make your way to them, and then froze…

Standing there, over 6 feet tall, wearing a navy blue silk fitted shirt with matching slacks. You couldn't keep your eyes off of him, eyes seeing his familiar layered chains. When he’s not on the court, he’s always wearing them, especially the ones you got him. Your eyes landed on the biggest one of them all, recognizing it as the one you got him on his birthday, in the very shape of the ball he loves the most. When you left to spend it with him with what little time you had. His birthday was always during the volleyball season here, so you never got to do a more special celebration until the off-season. His ears were adorned with gold studs, face, and hair, and freshly cut, you took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Aran Ojiro looked good, way too good for you to face him again.

It was only six months ago that you even broke up with him.

The season had just begun when you did so as well, which usually lasted about six months as well, but you weren’t expecting to see him so soon after.

Before you could turn around, fall into the crowd and avoid the man, the birthday girl spotted you once again. She smiled, waving to you to come over, calling you by name. Almost immediately, the rest of your group followed her eyesight, including Aran.

Damn her, you bitterly thought, forcing yourself to pick up your legs to walk over to the group. You kept your eyes on the birthday girl, forcing yourself to ignore the cryptic countenance Aran took the moment he laid his eyes. You greeted the rest of the group, giving hugs to the ones who came up for them, without spilling your drink.

“It’s so good to see you, it feels like we haven’t seen you in forever!” Fumiya, who stood next to the birthday girl said.

“I’ve just been… really busy!” You forced a smile on your face, taking another sip of your drink.

“Yeah, busy throwing yourself into work and barely giving yourself a fucking break.”

The group knew of your recent break with the man not too far away, but it seemed the flowing alcohol stripped away all inhibitions. You could feel his eyes on your own the moment Fumiya said that, although you did your best to ignore it, as the group delved into further conversation. Before you knew it, your straw was sucking up remnants of water from the melting ice. You excused yourself from the group, deciding to go to the bar for a custom drink.

Smiling at the bartender, you handed over the empty glass before looking over the cocktail menu, the more complicated it was as you looked further down and down the menu. Everything was covered by your friend’s fiance, who was also a very rich man completely in love with her. You looked over what was available, before deciding on a platinum passion, a very expensive drink, something you would never order on a day-to-day basis. As you waited, you could hear footsteps walking about behind you, mostly ignoring them until someone came up right beside you.

“What would you like to order, sir?” You heard the bartender ask whoever was beside you.

“Uh, lemme get a Moscow mule.”

Your eyes widened at the familiar voice beside you, but this time you couldn't help but glance to your right, seeing the same man you had been avoiding at all cost right beside you. The two of you locked eyes for a moment, and quickly you looked away, your manicured nails tapping against the open bar.

“It’s been a while, huh?” You heard him say, knowing his words for you.

You took a deep quick breath, before deciding to speak, “yeah… yeah, it has.”

It went quiet all over again, the awkwardness settling in and suffocating the two of you. Soon the bartender that took your order came over with a tall glass filled with fizzling purple drink, topped with a beautiful orchid and a black straw to tie it all together. You took a sip of it, the taste of passion fruit and expensive champagne, with some sweet apricots mixed in, you could hardly taste the alcohol in the drink. Despite everything telling you not to, you couldn't help yourself, turning towards him. He was leaning against the bar, sipping away at his glass of vodka and ginger beer. Crossing your legs as you glanced over his form once more. You took another sip, watching him as he finished his drink with no stopping, handing his glass right back to the person at the bar. He ordered another one, and as he did, took the opportunity to get closer to you.

“How’s work been for you?” He asked, showing off his soft, sweet smile.

“It’s been really good for me, I recently closed on a house and am currently setting up some open houses as well.” You said, smiling at the recent positive prospects at your job as a realtor.

His smile got even bigger at that, which had you smiling even harder.

“How… How is the season this year? I didn’t really keep up with it as much as I wanted.” You said, looking away from him.

The two of you knew what that meant, but the two of you didn’t want to mention it, at least not right now. Nodding his head, he turned his head towards the bartender who gave him his drink.

“The season was good, really good. I’m just… glad to be home for the time being until training.”

You nodded your head once again at that, “I’m glad... That you had a good season of course.”

As you took a sip of your drink and Aran did at the same time, you couldn’t help but wonder, how different the two of you would be if you hadn’t made the decision you did. Six months ago may not feel like a lot, but if you had asked yourself just fifteen minutes ago before you even laid eyes on him once again, you would have said you were over him. However, you’re here, staring your ex-boyfriend once again in the eyes, and realizing, how much you really missed him.

Your stomach took on a sudden, heavy feeling of realization as you stood up straight, slightly startling the very same man your mind was in turbulence over. You forced a smile on your face.

“itwasreallynicetoseeyouAranbutihavetogo,” you mumbled down, placing your unfinished drink on the bar before racing past him as fast as you can without drawing much attention to yourself.

You could hear him call out your name, but you ignored it, opting to open the doors leading to the endarkened hallway of the country club, into sudden cold air. Crossing your arms, rubbing your hands over your upper to provide some kind of warmth. You wanted to grab your phone, to call yourself an Uber or Lyft, whichever would get here fast when you eyed landed on your empty elbow which was supposed to hold your bag. You blinked once, once again, before relaxing you must have left it at the open bar, where you left Aran all high and dry from the… could you even call that a conversation?

Suddenly the door flew open right behind you, showing Aran, eyes wide open and holding two things in his hands. Your very bag that you were just worrying over, and the drink that you had left behind. Immidalet he spotted, his anxious form relaxing as he approached you.

“You left this behind,” he said quietly, holding them out to you.

As quiet as he was, you thanked him, taking the things from his hands. As you were about to walk away, Aran’s voice stopped you right in your tracks.

“Did… did I make a mistake?”

His voice echoed through the hall, louder than he probably meant for it but it hits you nonetheless. Slowly you turned around, taking a deep breath and shaking your head at him.

“No, it was… it was me, you were… perfect.”

He shook his head, taking even more steps towards you. You tried to step away but he just got closer, “I’m not accepting that, there has to be a reason why you would break up with me with no reason, no reason at all.”

You shook your head once again, “I’m not lying Aran.” You could say this a million times, the look on his face revealed that he wasn’t taking your answer.

He took another step towards you, and you took another step back. Over again, you did this song and dance until your back hit the wall. You dropped your bag, while he took the drink back, placing it on the ground before standing back up. His tall form towered over you, arm resting above your head as he looked down at you. You could only give him one glance before looking away from him, your mesh-gloved hands trying to push him away from you. Heart pounding with your ears, body beginning to throb all over. Insanity on how he still had such an effect on you.

A hand came under your chin, moving your face, “look at me,” his low voice mumbled, but it was loud and clear.

You listened before anything could tell you to stop, looking up at his deep, dark brown eyes, shining with a multitude of emotions.

“Aran…” you whispered, and that was the last thing you said before feeling lips on your own.

Taking in a breath of surprise, you could help yourself, falling under his spell, returning the kiss with just as much vigor. The arm that was above you left its position, hand now resting softly on your cheek as his other hand came about your waist, his palms touching the open skin on the dress. Your own hands trailed up from his stomach, the feeling of his abs so familiar under you yet everything you've been craving for a long time. Hands now resting on the sides of his neck, you pulled him as close as you could.

Slowly, you pulled away from the kiss, the two of you breathing heavily as you did. Suddenly you could feel his rough hands swipe something away on your face… liquid… oh, you’re crying. Sniffing, you tried to wipe away the rest of them but he wasn’t having that, taking both of your hands in one of his before whipping the rest of your tears with his other. Soon after, he took your bag off the ground, along with a drink. With nothing but a motion, he told you to finish up the drink. Nodding your head, you took the drink, tears still silently streaking down your face, as you sip down the rest. He took his phone and keys out of his pockets, before taking your free hand and guiding you out of the country club. You had finished the drink as you reached the receptionist's desk, which was now empty. Aran took the empty glass filled with ice, and placed it on the desk, leaving a small note before taking your hand and taking you right outside.

It was quiet between the two of you as you walked outside into the cold. Almost immediately, you shivered, and Aran stopped in his tracks. He turned around, facing you, before shifting off his jacket. You tried to refuse the jacket, but he was having absolutely none of that, draping it across your shoulders before taking your hand and leading you right to his car. He unlocked the car, and opened the passenger side, gesturing for you to get inside, which you did.

Making yourself comfortable within the familiar car, buckling in your seatbelt, as Aran jogged around, opening his own door before sliding inside the car. With a quick press of a button, sliding on his own seatbelt before pulling out of his parking space. With so much to say, and no clear way to say it, the car ride was silent as he drove the two of you to your– his apartment, or his loft, you would put it. As he suddenly turned a sharp left, his broad hand suddenly grabbed at your thigh, keeping you both in place as he turned. It was such a simple gesture but everything about it had your heart racing just like the event hall

Arriving at the parking deck, Aran pulled in, parked, and got out of the car. You knew better than to move, Aran jogging right back over to open your door. Holding his hand, you thanked him, watching him close the door behind you before locking the car. He handed you your bag and you held it as he held a tight grip on your hand, guiding you to the exit into the building. He knew you knew where to go, yet diced on keeping a tight grip on you, the two of you entering a dimmed hallway before heading down the hall to the left. Going down the familiar twists and turns of the loft building, the two of you arrived right in front of his door. Quickly, he unlocked the door, before taking you inside his place. Aran turned on the lights as you entered inside. Eyeing everything, it was just as you left it six months ago.

Kicking off your heels, you placed them by the door as Aran went to the kitchen, telling you to take a seat on the couch. Despite everything within you, you listened, snuggling within his formal jacket, smelling of frosted apples, whiskey, and white oak. You waited for a few moments, before hearing movement and seeing him walk over to you with a glass hand, filled with water. He sat right next to you, slowly handing over the glass to you. You thanked him, taking a few sips of the water, the coolness relieving pressure building you didn’t know was building within you. Once you had enough, you placed the glass on the glass coffee table in front of you, before feeling your hands grab your own. He turned you towards, holding them close to his, placing a slight kiss on the mesh gloves. You relished in the feeling of his soft lips, the thin material allowing you to do so. Aran soon moved one of his hands around your waist, basically scooping you up and placing you right on his lap.

“Talk to me, you know how these things go,” he murmured, “we didn't have a chance to because you broke things off right before I left and wouldn’t answer my calls or texts.”

You sighed, leaning into his hold, his arms locking you right into his lap.

“You said it wasn’t something I did… was it something you did and you simply didn't want to tell me?”

“Did you stop loving me?”

You shook your head as well, denying that qualm as well.

“Well then, if it’s not any of those, and you say it wasn’t something I did… what prompted you to do so, then?”

You took a deep breath, thumb aimlessly stroking across his fingers, “it wasn't something you did. More like, I made a decision that I thought was best for both of us.”

Confusion overtook his face as you shifted your body, straddling his lap so you could face him fully. You ignored the throbbing within yourself, shifting yourself up to get as close to him as you could.

“You’ve always been a person of passion, it’s been your life since before I met you. I just… I just like I couldn’t keep up with you sometimes. You would want to do all these things when your home and I… couldn’t keep up.”

“We were on two different wavelengths to me, and I didn’t know how else to fix it.”

You could both feel and hear Aran take in a deep breath before sighing it out, all while his hands made mindless circles into the parts of your skin that were exposed.

“So it was something I did,” he mumbled in your ear.

You immediately shook your head, but he shushed, laying his head right on top of your shoulders. You moved your arms up, resting your hand straight on the back of his head, holding him to you.

“I should have been more sensitive to what you were feeling,” he said, placing a kiss on top of your shoulder.

You shook your head, “maybe I should have just told you what I was feeling, I was… scared.”

“Scared? Of what?”

You couldn't help but shrug your shoulders, “I… psyched myself into believing you wouldn't understand what I was feeling.”

“Now you know the last thing I would do is judge you, angel.”

You couldn't help but smile at the nickname, it’s been a while since you'd heard, it was your favorite one out of everything he’s ever called you. Aran continued to place kisses on top of your shoulders, moving closer and closer to your neck, His heated breath caused you to shiver within his hold, and your hands tightened around the back of his neck. You could feel your dress rising up with every movement you made, your body aching for him after so long. His movements went from your shoulder to your neck, laying careful but electrifying kisses all along it.

Gasping his name, you curled into him, his hands soon sliding from your hips to your ass. He gripped at it tightly, and before you knew it, he got up with you still in his arms. You squealed, holding on to him tightly as he made a few steps before heading up his black cherry-wood stairs, heading up to his own bedroom on the second floor. The moment he arrived at the top, he took a few uck steps to the left before launching you right onto the bed, landing on the soft material. You scooted back a bit, resting again on your arms and the pillows as Aran began to unbutton his shirt a bit. The dark shirt slowly revealed his very well-fitted form, from years of volleyball. He threw his shirt to the side, before getting on the bed, climbing right on top of you.

“I fucking missed you,” he mumbled into your skin, his hands dipping down under your rising dress.

Breathless as he pressed his fingers against your panties, taking in the wetness staining them. He left a few kisses along your cheek before capturing another kiss, pressing himself as he did. You held his face in your hands as he kissed you, deeply, as if you were going to disappear right in front of him. The dress straps were slipping with every movement he made against you, the dress falling off all the same. He pushed himself in between your legs, allowing you to wrap them around his waist as well. His thick fingers slipped past your panties, two of them easing themselves deep inside you. Gasping within the kiss, unconsciously squeezing around them. Aran said nothing as he teases you, taking his thumb to rub slow yet deep circles in your clit, moving his fingers just as slowly.

Slowly, he let go of the kiss, keeping his lips right next to your ear as his hollow deep voice whispered into it. He took in your squirms, your pleas for him to go faster, knowing this pace couldn’t do anything for you.

“Relax for me,” his voice was soft but stern.

You tried your best to listen to him, but your body still slightly trembled in anguish, wanting him to do more and more to you. Slowly he began to speed up, sating the building desire and frustration within you. Your legs had spread wider and wider, allowing him to hit deeper and deeper. At this point your dress had fallen off your dress, scrunching up and pooling around your waist. Dripping all over his fingers, your body quivered and shook, jerking as you cried out.

You hear his voice speak up again, “you gonna come for me?”

Rapidly shaking your head, no words come to your head as your mind begins filling with brown noise. You could feel his body pressing against you, keeping the same rapid pace, with no sense of stopping. Squeezing around him, your hands came up around his upper arms, squeezing them so tight, your sharp nails dug dents into his skin. He paid it no mind, entrancing by the spaced-out look on your face.

“Don’t hold back, angel.”

Eyes closing shut, your body convulsed, a loud gasp-like moan coming out through the room, arousal gushing out of all over your thighs and his fingers. You melted back into his hold and bed, mind floating and filled with noise. Slowly he pulled his fingers out, not being able to see him taking the two before lapping your juices up. Sono you felt hands right at your waist, pulling off the rest of the dress, along with your panties. Once the clothes were gone, you could feel those same hands pull right down towards him, matching up eye to eye with him. Aran placed one hand on your face, keeping the other one at your waist. He lowered his face down to you, whispering in your ear,

“You okay angel?”

You nodded your head, and slowly brought up your arms to his face, holding his face in your hands. He accepted your soft kiss, his thumb rubbing affectionately against your cheek. Using your arm, you prop yourself up, pushing back against him as he rises up a bit. His hands went back down around your waist, before flipping the two of you with ease, you laying right on top of him. You swung your legs over his body as you let go of the kiss, straddling his lap. You reached down, unclasping his pants button before slowly pulling down the zipper. Slowly you stripped his pants away, revealing plain black boxers. You pushed his pants as far down as they could, Aran kicking off the rest of his legs and the bed. Your hands went on his boxers next, slowly peeling them back. Before you could even peel them down a quarter of the way, his thick cock sprung out, slapping against his abdomen. You peeled them down the rest of the way, scooting back a bit, leaning down with soft, wet kisses against his stomach, leading down to the tip. He let out small, soft gasps with every kiss you left.

You relished every sound he made, tongue swirling and teasing him, knowingly teasing him just as he did you. Having had enough of your antics, Aran’s hands gripped at your shortened locs, no longer in the high ponytail you had for the part. You slowed him to slowly guide your head down his length, your hands wrapping around the rest of the length you couldn’t swallow. The moment his cock hit the back of your throat, he groaned, head thrown back. Bobbing your head up and down, droll dripping down onto his length. The sounds of his pleasure only fueled your actions further, your hand coming around to your lips couldn't reach.

“So good, so fucking good for me,” he let out, using his hands to help guide down his cock.

You moaned around him, causing him to jerk within your hold, heaving in and out. Just as quickly he had your entire being under his spell, you couldn't deny how much you released in the sounds Aran made for you.

How could I ever part with him in the first place? You couldn't help but think to yourself, feeling his grip against your hair tighten, as if was beginning to brace himself. This didn't stop your movements and continued to swallow him down. He wants you as much as he could get out of his mouth, before the taste of slightly sour yet basic flooding your mouth. You swallowed all his cum, not letting up even after Aran let go of your hair. Taking a deep breath, you lifted your head off of his cock, placing wet kisses all along it. His hands suddenly grabbed your hips, dragging you right up to him. You hovered right over him, smiling as you looked down at his face. As you went down for another kiss, you could feel his own hands guiding your hips further down.

Gasing, gripping his hands in sharp pain as he began to slowly sink his cock inside you. You begged for him to go slowly, hearing him whisper in your ear.

“Breath through your nose, angel, I’ll go as slow as you need me to do.”

You nodded your head hanging onto every word that fell from his lips. It had been so long, and the fact he was so big was an even bigger contributing factor. Overwhelmed, your head dropped down to his chest as his hands moved from your hips to underneath your butt. Restricted in his movements, his grip on you was tight as he slowly lifted your body up and down. Your body lay against his, trying your best to relax as he slowly fucked you, allowing your body to get used to him once again. Aran whispered in your ears, guiding you through everything. Soon your painful gasps became filled with passion, your tight grip on his shoulders loosening up. Your own hips began to grind down.

“Better?” he whispered, feeling your own hips begin to move against him.

You let out a moan in affirmation, nodding against his chest before feeling him thrust up once. His pace began to quicken, beginning to repeatedly plunge into you. His every movement overwhelmed you, curling into the pleasure. Your hands roamed his chest, nails slightly digging into them as he ravished you through and through. The sounds of wet skin slapping against wet skin, the gush of your arousal soaking the both of you, dripping onto the bed. Suddenly, he lifted you up, rising above the bed. Quickly, you wrapped your arms around his shoulder and neck, holding on tight as he stood up, slamming your back against the wall. Head threw back in pleasure as he parted your legs widener, his grip on your thighs so strong he could leave bruises.

Aran nuzzled against your neck, his hot heavy breath breathing shivers down your body. He nipped away at your neck, taking in every sound you made under him.

“Soso good,” your words were slurring together, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“You’re taking me so well, angel, fuck I could fuck you all night,” he groaned into your ear, biting at it slightly at the end.

Your body and voice cried out at that, expletives falling from your lips. He was hitting so deep, he could almost bruise your cervix with the pace he was going. You couldn’t complain, you had never felt more within a single moment. The number of marks you left on his body would definitely be noticeable tomorrow, but you couldn't care less about that. He continued leaving kisses along your neck, sucking and biting against the skin as well. Tension was inciting, building within you, your cunt throbbing and squeezing tighter and tighter around him.

“I’m gonna, fuck I’m gonna⸺” you could barely finish your warning before the dam broke, cum gushing out of you, making a bigger mess than before.

“Oooh fuck,” your body shook and shuddered, letting out a loud moan as you came all over him, squirting all over you.

Aran didn’t stop his movements for a second, fucking you through your prolonged orgasm. Your body twitches within his hold, incoherent words slurring together from your mouth. Just as quickly as he moved you from the bed, he pulled out for a moment, carrying you right back to the bed before sliding right back into you, your legs stretched to their maximum. You screamed, hands reaching for something ground as you could feel his fat tip press right against your cervix,

“Too deep,” you squealed, overly sensitive from the orgasm you just had.

He said nothing, his slams into you starting to become more erratic, his mind getting just as spaced out as your own. His body hovered over you, slamming into you with everything breath he had in him, face furrowed in concentration. You could do nothing but take the force of his pummels, mind floating and body tingling from everything around you. His sweat dripped down from his face, his chains falling in front of you, dangling above your face.

With a sudden groan, “fuck⸺”, he slammed into you aimlessly a few more times, before going, his body laying right on top of you as he groaned into your neck.

You could feel him filling you up, gasping as you did. In the back of your mind, you were thankful you were still on birth control. His body was sticky with sweat, sticking on top of yours as the two of you just lay there. He turned his head, moving it right back to your face, before laying soft and sweet kisses all over your face and cheek, completely different from the man who had just ravaged and relished in your every being.

Slowly, he pulled out, the two of you hissing from the sensitivity as he did. You could barely move off the bed, only hearing his movements as he walked away from the bed. You could only sit with your thoughts, they began to run rough, wondering if he had suddenly regretted that before hearing his footsteps approach the bed. Suddenly, you felt something cold and wet along your inner thighs, pressing carefully into the sore places his grip got a little too tight. You smiled, this was familiar, reminiscing on the days past. Hissing at the sudden switch in sensations, but relaxing as the cold wet rag made your inner thighs better. Aran continued to wipe away the mess on your body, along with carefully pressing the rag against your pussy to allow for it to receive some relief. It helps you regain some of your strength, being able to watch him walk away into the bathroom to clean himself up. He kept the door open, allowing you to gaze and look at him as he did, watching the cold water drip down his body as well.

He felt your eyes on him, turned around, and saw you keeping your eyes on every part of his body. Aran only smirked, turning away from you.

“You better stop looking at me before I want a round two,” is all he said, turning on the sink and ringing out the rag.

Your boisterous laugh echoed through the loft, flipping around in the sheets, which were still slightly wet. You heard the sink turn off, before seeing Aran walk over with a blanket and a silk wrapping in hand. Together the two of you laid the blanket down on the bed, before grabbing the thick, black comforter and wrapping yourselves in it, exhaustion hitting your body like freight trains. Aran took the silk wrapping, helping you place your hair into it before falling into the blankets.

Yawning, you could feel his strong arms wrap themselves sound you, pulling you into him. You turned around, snuggling into his physique, hands coming up right under your head to get more comfortable under him. You felt him place a kiss on

You know you’re still in due for a long conversation concerning your insecurities within your relationship. How this situation even came to be was all about you getting into your head, along with other outside forces that you would rather not talk about. However, there was one thing you could come to a conclusion about when it comes to Aran Ojiro, you could never fully part with him. Even if your paths diverge at the end.

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okkotsui · 10 months

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kozume kenma ⇄ by your side.

synopsis : kenma is always there whenever the world was turned against you, now you appreciate him more because of what happened to you.

tags / warnings : fem!reader in mind but no pronouns used, a little bit of angst to max fluff!

author’s notes : sorry for the absence, here is my short comeback of the century, love you all.

kenma is always there whenever the world was turned against you, now you appreciate him more because of what happened to you.

life is not always about sunshine and rainbows, it is sometimes about rain and thunders as you were being faced with so many life difficulties. you never gave up but when the world was turned against you, you were nearly letting go of life.

first happens when you are starting to struggle financially, you try to look for some income to help you pay your college fees as the coming midterms are coming thus after stressing over that, the three of your friends became very distant to you, when the two of them were initially together, they always ignore you as if you did not exist. and that just continues.

when kenma found out what you are going through, he voluntarily helped without anything in exchange, just his usual way of giving his love to you. well, spending a hundred thousand currencies won’t hurt his pocket especially when it is a necessity. he doesn’t mind spending just to help you and see you smile once again.

“kenma, you really don’t have to! wha—”

“no, i insist, really. stop being stubborn and let me help you once in a while. i promise this is not big.” he assured you, he always does. he’s not even bothered by it.

“are you—” “yes i am sure, don’t worry about me, okay? this is the only way to help you back.” he finally shuts you up.

kenma is always there to check up on you. he lets you open up in any way. he won’t speak or chat back until you’re finished telling how your day went or when someone got on your nerves, he is doing it all, just for you.

he is also your shoulder to cry on. he tells you that he is always by your side in any other way and he is always willing to do anything for you even if you are ugly crying or in the middle of a mental breakdown.

“you didn’t tell me that you’re financially struggling, i could’ve helped you. i hate seeing you cry.” he paused but added— “though, as i told you, you can tell me anything once you’re comfortable, i’m not forcing you to open up.” he caressed your hand while the two of you were seating on his couch.

first and for all, of course, you‘re wondering what is your relationship with kenma. childhood friends along with kuroo, but! kuroo believes that you should be more than friends because— because he knows it all.

kenma doesn’t even know that he likes you— well maybe at this point, he just loves you. kuroo always knows that kenma loves being with you by his side and he saw kenma’s future with you.

“i love you, i’m sorry.” you frowned as he shook his head. “you don’t have to say sorry, love.”

and what kuroo doesn’t know, you’ve been together since you both graduated from nekoma, he just needs to figure it all out by himself.

“i already told you many times, tell me everything when you’re comfortable. in this relationship, it takes two to function.” he kisses your forehead as you leaned on his chest, calming down after everything.

“i know adi, thank you again, i can finally relax mentally.” you wrapped your arms around his waist as he just lets you, cuddling into each other’s warmth.

“i know, i don’t want you to stress everything by yourself, alright? i love you,” he whispered against the crown of your head as you smiled, saying the three words back.

it’s always the two of you against the world, are there any arguments? of course, it won’t perish in any way. there are a lot of doubts mentally but the two of you stayed strong and here you both are, four years and counting.

the two of you are always there by each other’s side, thus it makes the two of you love each other even more. you always love the way he solve the problem— he doesn’t make you settle for less and he did what you really deserve in this relationship.

after a great talk and cuddle session with your boyfriend, kenma’s front door opened, see the familiar dark-haired senior and friend of yours entering your home (that what kenma tells you about what you should call when describing his house.), freezing his spot when he saw the both of you snuggling.

“this snuggle is not normal...” he spoke, slowly but surely, his eyebrows furrowed and he gasped.

“NO, HOW LONG DID THE TWO OF YOU HIDE THIS FROM ME?"

you both just stayed silent as usual, not minding his rants and issues in life— as if shrugging him off. of course, silence means yes. he’s already smart to figure everything out.

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shinsouscatpisssmell · 1 year

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Betrayed

Paring: any!Character x fem!reader

Warnings: character isn’t mentioned🫶🏾 I leave it up to you , reader is implied to be chubby, reader is a smoker, reader and character have child

Summary: On the night of a dinner party with a few close friends. Reader witnesses their husband expressing emotions towards an ex that they never got over. Reader decides to confront their husband about what they saw.

“You love them still, don’t you?” Standing in the middle of a doorway after putting your child to sleep and watching your husband loosen his tie in the vanity mirror.

“Huh?, are you drunk or something?” He side eyes you not tearing his eyes away from his reflection.

You let out a hearty sigh going to dig the your side table for your carton of cigarettes and lighter, “ I thought you quit?” He asks resulting in you rolling your eyes.

“Well I think a lot of things doesn’t mean it’s true.” You slid your feet into some slippers,”I just want to be alone,right now. Write it off as I’m drunk or something,I don’t care.” You go for your jacket until your wrist is grabbed forcing you to stay in place.

“What is wrong with you? Are you not going to talk to me?” His voice raises making yours return the same way.

“You’re not being honest! That’s what’s pissing me off,” your mouth started talking faster than your brain could think,” I saw the way you looked at them. You haven’t looked that way at me since we were married.”

It earns a scoff from him before he releases his hold on you, “ you’re being such a child, all this because your jealous of some ex? We have a child, I married you! I chose you! So your accusations are just pointless bullshit!”

Blood beginning to boil, “ I don’t want to be ‘chose’ like I am some second rate prize at a fair. I want to be loved. I want to feel loved. I want to be able to come home from work with our child and not given some half assed husband acting bullshit,” you throw your hands up in the air in frustration, “ you can’t even look me in the eye and tell me. You don’t have feelings for them can you?”

“I don’t love them.” He exclaimed voice turning softer.

“Then look me in the eye and say it.” His body unmoving making you sigh as you snatch your jacket off its hook, “that’s what I thought.”

“Wait, y/n. Let just talk about this.” He tries to reason but it makes you laugh cruelly.

“There is no talking when you have feelings for someone else. A person that I can never be for

You.”

“Then what about us? What’s going to happen.” He asks your gaze on his figure softens.

“You betrayed my trust. Most importantly my love for you by having feelings for another person. Do you know how much I want scream out you? I want to cry and lash out but I can’t because My child is sleeping in the other room so no. I don’t know what will happen and i don’t want to think about it. I just want to go outside and smoke its the only thing that is going to comfort me right now.”

“Are you going to come back and sleep?” He asks. He had gone to sit on the bed in defeat while hands swipe down his face pulling it slightly.

“I wouldn’t wait up. I’ll just sleep in matty’s room.” You slid your arms through the sleeves.

“I love you.” He says to you as your turning to walk out making you look over your shoulder.

“Night.” You close the bedroom door making your way outside twitch your hands stuffed in your pockets.

An//I tried my hand in gn! Reader 🤨🫵 was it good ? 👩🏾‍🦯 it was also my very first ambiguous character oneshot

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azaarchiive · 7 months

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holiday girlfriend - ON HOLD

- semi eita

tags: pregnancy trope, semi being a dick at first, y/n is the sweetest soul, y/n is black but anyone can read tbh

synopsis; you were one of semi’s many flings every time he flew to (country), always waiting for him with open arms. what happens when he comes back to a baby bump?

notes: omg first ever fic on tumble ahh i’m nervous, someone pls tell me how to do that like thing where you can press a word and it gets you to the next chapter pls and thank you. i am still learning about this beautiful site so bare with me while i’m in my archaic era 💀 anyways, tysm for actually reading, hope to see you in the next chapter!

1- fuck semi eita

2- reality check

3- not so surprise visit

4- daddy’s home

5- pie

6- paint, sip and growth

7- for papa

10-

#haikyuu #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x poc!reader #self insert #semi eita #pregnancy #haikyuu x black reader #black reader #authors #holiday #haikyuu x imagines #haikyuu semi #eita x reader #semi eita x reader

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chosaya · 1 year

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─── 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓 / 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

➤ Warnings : black fem!reader, establishing relationship, she/her pronouns, friends to lovers trope, smut warnings, fingering, face sitting(he’s has tongue piercing in this!) , usages of nicknames “baby, love etc.”

➤ author notes: this work is apart of the SOS collab by @sirenh4ll but I hope you enjoy!! Reblogs with comments are heavily appreciated! This was kinda short still like it though.

As you and Suna were sitting in the dimly lit living room, you were thinking about your relationship lately as time flew by.

Your thoughts were quickly interrupted when Suna began calling your name. Now he was hovering above you, his reagent breathing trickled against your neck with a concerned look plastered on his face.

"(Name) are you alright? I've been calling your name for some time now, but you seem out of it” Suna says bluntly, raking his hand across your cheek and waiting for your reply. He chuckles at himself when he hears your breathing hitch from how close he was to your face.

“Yeah, baby I’m fine just been caught up in my thoughts”. You replied averting your gaze from him, fidgeting at your fingers till he put his other hand to prevent you from doing so.

“I’m listening love, what were you thinking about this time” Suna raises a brow, holding both your hands and trailing kisses over your knuckles as a form of comfort making a small smile appear on your face.

“Us, suna”

“Us?, go ahead love I’m listening”

“I’ve been overthinking about our relationship lately, feeling lost like I’m not as important to you”

Suna leaned down towards you kissing you on the forehead and mumbling against your skin.

“Love, look at me. Each time we speak to one another, you are more than a girlfriend, you are my wife to me. Every moment of the day, even the smallest things. I'd rather be the reason you smile daily than be the reason you're sad.”

Suna's words made your heart melt, making you tear up a bit, before pulling you in to kiss you, he wiped the stray tears away from your eyes as you returned the kiss back.

The kiss deepens between the two of you, suna slips his under your shirt laying you on your backside moaning into the kiss before breaking it. Suna chuckles at you struggling speak, He a fucking mess sees your pretty pussy all nice and wet for him.

His tounge runs over clit, sucking on your fold's his thick slender fingers stretching you out more as he devours you hitting all the right spots with his tongue and fingers dominating your ability to speak. Your fingers tightening in his hair, whimpering and whining at him to let you cum.

“Look at you love, a needy mess for her husband to care for yeah?.”

Your mind is all fuzzy up to this point, drooling, a crying mess as his tongue explores even deeper than, earning chocked sobs and whimpers from you. His warms hands firmly grab the fat of your thighs keeping them in place and preventing you from letting close on him.

You we’re more than important to suna than you thought.

#suna rintaro x reader #haikyuu x poc!reader #haikyu smut #haikyuu x black reader smut #suna x reader #suna rintaro smut #suna rintaro angst #suna rintaro x y/n

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httpsjeonglvr · 11 months

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tsukishima. k x fem reader

chapter warning: pregnancy,angst,freaky tsukishima,let me know if there’s anything else. I also might’ve mixed up the characters because im stupid

After your families figured out the two of you were expecting, both of you quickly got a private home away from them. This definitely had gotten to Tsukishima’s head, but he did forget that not only were you both expecting, but another little thing had decided to be with you both every step of the way.

“Are they kicking yet? Shouldn’t they be kicking?” Hyori bounces around you as you eat, the child’s words making you more anxious then they should have.

That was the problem, they should be kicking by now. Kei had been gone every day from sunup to sundown, barely able to escape work since it was getting closer for him and his team to start playing agains You knew he was going extra tough on him because he was your fiancé ,but the fact you both barely had time to spend with each other alone made you more emotional than your pregnancy hormones.

You inhale shakily, biting into your food as Hyori pauses, sitting next to you. “It will be okay, Y/N! The babies will be here soon!”

It was a guess that you were having twins, your tummy was bigger than both Hinata’s wife pregnancy was with their children. You didn’t know if you were having twins, you couldn’t even feel them, and it terrified you.

“I hope they do, Hyori,” you giggle half heartedly, stroking her hair with a sigh. “I truly hope.”

Her face scrunched as she looked up at you in confusion. “Why would you hope? They’ll come, I promise! And then you will have two babies!”

You laugh sadly, looking away from her to wipe your eyes from the onsetting tears. You were doing everything you could to believe her, but something felt wrong, and you couldn’t think if it was truly because something was wrong or you were making yourself feel that something was wrong.

“Why are you crying?” She whispers, trying to console you as much as she could as she hugged you. “Don’t cry, Daddy will be back soon!”

“I am not crying! Do not worry, I am fine,” you continue to rub your eyes, sniffling lightly as Hyori pouts. “Besides, your dad should be here soon, so it would be time for you to go to bed.”

“I don’t want to go bed, I want to stay up with you!” Hyori pulls away, sitting down with a pout before she gets picked up, yelping as Kei pulls her over his shoulder.

“What if mommy wants to sleep? You never let her sleep peacefully, you are going to bed,” Kei walks out of the living room , Hyori fighting him by banging on his back. “Say good night to mommy!”

“No! I don’t want to leave, mommy!” She calls to you for help, but you giggle lightly and wave at her disappearing form.

When they’re finally out of view, your smile falls quickly as you start picking up your area, putting up your food before moving to your room. You inhale deeply, letting your fingers trail over your stomach softly before sitting down on your bed. You lay back, closing your eyes as you let your fingers shape your tummy, feeling and trying to find some sort of sign of your baby, or babies, moving.

You didn’t hear Kei walk in, slowly coming behind your form to sit near your head, stroking your face. You open your eyes, sighing shakily as you lean into his large palm before he leaned down, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Is there something wrong?”

“They are not kicking,” you whispered to him, moving one of your hands to grab his. “My mother said they should be kicking by now. It makes me worried.”

Kei shakes his head, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. “You need not to worry. There are plenty of reasons for a child not to kick, especially with a mother as stubborn as you.”

You cracked a smile at that as he leaned down, placing a hand on yours before letting his fingers dance along your stretched belly. “They will be so active when they come out of you. That is what they are saving for.”

Your eyes water as you lean into him, shaking your head with a shaky breath, whimpering softly. “I hope so, Kei. This… this does not feel right, nothing feels right anymore.”

Kei moves to go over you, kneeling over your calves as he shaped his hands over your stomach, pressing soft kisses from your throat, over your necklace to down between your chest before kissing firmly against your belly button. You let your hands intertwine with his, sighing heavily as he lets his tongue trail over your stretch marks.

“You need to make some movements for your mommy,” he mumbles, nuzzling his nose against your pale blue skin. “She is scared that you are a little sleepy in there. I get it, she’s all tight and warm-”

“Kei.”

“I wanted to be inside of her every day too but-”

“You better stop talking like that to our children, Kei.”

“But you gotta give your mommy some signs. You gotta give us a little bit of movement,” he pressed a kiss to your rib, mumbling something only he could hear. “Come on baby, just give us a sign. Just give us some signs, please.”

His voice was breaking as your fingers went to his head, your head tilting back as tears filled your eyes. He exhaled heavily against your skin, a gasp escaping your lips as something slams into your side. You yelped, Kei shooting up as two pains pressed into each side of your ribs.

“Kei! Kei, they are kicking!” You take his hands, moving them to each place where they kick again. You whimper as they push into your muscles, Kei laughing as he massages your sides.

“There we go, darling, they’re there. I promise you, they’re there,” he kissed your jaw as he rises, pecking your lips softly. “I think they like it when their daddy talks to them.”

His hand trails to your side, their kicks following as you hiss, the children obviously excited with their fathers touch. “I think they just like their daddy, Kei,” you whisper as he smiles, pressing his lips onto yours all over again as you wrap your arms around his neck. You wince, pulling away when they kick the center of your stomach at the same time, almost trying to push Kei away from you. “Or they do not like you touching me.”

Kei rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “I am going to believe that they like me.”

“They’re monsters,” Kageyama says, child in his arms as Akaashi bobs the other up and down slightly, your oldest son already asleep. “That one specifically!”

He points at your youngest, the other young boy sitting peacefully as Hinata plays with the middle child, bouncing him and down. “He just does not like your ugly face.”

It was almost on cue when he got slapped in the face, Akaashi laughing as Hinata sits in front of your youngest, offering him a small stick.

“Hinata, what are you doing?”

“I want to see what he does with it,” he explains, taking his own stick and offering it. Your child is confused for a second, Kei watching from behind you, stirring the tea he had prepared to ease the headache you had. He sits down behind you, slowly placing the warm cup into your hands before your youngest softly poked Hinata’s nose. The older man makes a face before the child drags it up to his forehead, slapping his skin softly. “That was… odd.”

“Maybe he just likes Hinata,” Yachi explains, sitting next to her friend to take the child Kageyama was fixing to throw hands with. “And that one does not like Kageyama.”

“Let me see that one!” Kageyama points at Akaashi who flips him off, holding Jin closer to his form.

“No, find another one!”

Yachi yelps as Nico begins to cry in her arms, Kei quickly standing to scoop up the child. “I’m sorry! I do not know what I did!”

Kei shakes his head, laughing lightly. “You have no need to worry. He is most likely just tired.”

He gives you your child, watching as he calms down immediately and nuzzles into your chest. Your youngest, Taro, continues to hit Hinata’s stick, Hinata blocking his attacks so that they wouldn’t hit his face. “He’s going to be good with defense,” you tell Kei who nods, laughing as your child slaps Hinata in the cheek. “Very good with defense”

Hinata hissed in pain, the child’s eyes widening and tears filling his eyes before a loud cry filled the room. It was like a chorus, the sobs that followed afterwards from your two other sons, Akaashi gasping in surprise from the previously calm child. Hinata curses as he scoops up the baby, and Akaashi quickly brings your child to Kei as Hinata bounced him up and down. You lean back, kissing the child’s temple as Hinata quickly calms down Nico who begins to laugh.

“You little faker!” Kageyama screeches.

“I will see you later. Coach wanted to send me to the court to get a special sort of technique for the game tonight,” he squeezed your shoulder as he flicked the child’s head lovingly. “Have you both come up with names?”

Kei nods, smiling. “We have.”

“And?”

You push him away by his forehead, Hinata walking over to hand you Nico. “I will be going with him. We will see you both later, good luck.”

You smile, nodding with a giggle as Hinata grins at you, Kageyama cursing. “I guess I’m going with them so I don’t seem like I do not want to help.”

He leans down, pressing his palm to your forehead as you push him away. “You are as much help as all of them. Thank you.”

“See, Y/N thinks I help,” he sticks his tongue out at his friend who pressed a kiss to your shoulder.

“She doesn’t see you fooling around when we play,” your partner responds as you giggle, the rest of them saying their goodbyes as you lean back against him, sighing heavily at the children in your arms.

“Did you like my name suggestions?” He whispers into your ear, his fingers running up and down your arms. “I thought Tamaki was a pretty good one.”

“Oh, thank God you did not get your father’s naming skills,” you mock him as he rolled his eyes playfully. “No, I did take some inspiration. Would you like to know?”

“Am I allowed to know before the game?” He whispers against your temple. “I want to know if one of my names made it on the list.”

“They did not but,” you look back and smile. “Their names are Shota, Taro, and Nico. Is that okay?”

His eyes widened, watering as he leaned into your neck. “They’re lovely. Beautiful, so so beautiful my darling girl. And boys.”

“I love you, Kei.”

“I love you too, Y/N.”

With those few words, everything else was set. He pressed a kiss to your lips, shifting Shota, cupping your face as he leans over your body. His thumb parts your lips, holding your chin as he slowly pushes himself up, standing. He pulls away, smiling at you before taking the Nico from you, arranging the children to grab Taro.

“Let me go lay these boys down and then I can give you a nice gift before the game, hm?”

You giggled as he walked off, slowly standing as you walked to your shared room, Kei laying the children down in their own shared room before coming in. He slowly kneeled next to your body, pressing a firm kiss to your tummy as you lean your head back, holding his head. “I want to put another baby in you.”

“Let’s wait a little while you horn dog” Kei hummed kissing you tummy again before pulling the covers on you two.

I didn’t know how to end it 🤷🏾‍♀️

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cherxyx · 6 months

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Wrong Place, Wrong Time

1. Curiosity Kills The Cat

Warnings: Murder, gun, grabbing, mentions of seasonal depression, a lot of inner self dialogue, takes places in November near December, Screaming

It has been snowing all this week. Making it difficult for you to get home during classes—"Y/N" You redirect your attention to your classmate, Jack, "Sorry, I was distracted…um, what do you need?" "You ok? You've been 'distracted' for the previous two weeks," he said, using quotation marks around distracted. Subsequently to highlight his suspicion.

"To be honest, I haven't been feeling well. Seasonal depression is kicking my ass right now," you murmured, returning your gaze to the window to avoid seeing Jack's expression. All you could do was be embarrassed. Why is it so hard to open up? "I'm not trying to vent to you," you murmured as you watched snowflakes slowly melt on the glass. "It's absolutely fine, Y/N. You are welcome to vent to me; my mother suffers from seasonal depression."

All the more reasons to avoid venting to him, you thought.

Oh no, mama. I absolutely forgot to call her back last night, or was it Tuesday? No, it had to be last night. "Can you tell me what day it is?" you asked. "Friday, why". I haven't called her in almost three days. She's going to murder me. "Y/N!" exclaimed Jack. You quickly turned around to face him. "Stop doing that," he said, "doing what?"

"That," he explained, you were still confused. "You always appear to be in your head, as if your mind is a working machine. You may not convey it verbally, but your facial expressions do. Just talk," he quickly said. "Sorry force of habit," more like I was never able to talk about my feelings. Always being ignored or talked over, but he wouldn't get that.

No. Jack is one of the most popular students at our school. He's attractive, but his family ruin his reputation. "I'm sorry, next time I'll talk, but it's time to leave," you said, just to get him away so you could be alone. "I have a long walk and it's snowing, which means it's freezing," Jack grabbed you as you rose from your seat after you gathered your belongings.

“You have been acting like this since you got here. Are you sure it is seasonal depression” he said. “I’m sure,” you said. Cautiously. After an awkward pause, you finally said “bye Jack”. He watched you walk to the side door and leave.

When you finally made it outside. You made sure to wrap up warmly before walking again. As you walked, you noticed the lights hung in the trees; the stores are all closed now, but they do look nice when they're turned on. The Christmas lights turned on with the cute Christmas trees in the window. You made an effort to walk slowly, even if you were cold. I'm already ashamed about not having a car, so let's not add to that by busting my ass. You thought to yourself as you tried to move away from the slick areas.

You were taking a break when you heard laughter and noticed a group of people walking together. It made you miss your friends, at least one of them. She was back in your town with her husband and two children.

Perhaps that's why you're like this, you reason. You're out of your element, haven't made any friends, haven't gone out, live alone, and are now the "new girl" in school.

"I'm so out of my element," you thought to yourself out loud as you approached the shopping center.

It's not like the Holiday season will always be unpleasant; it could just be an undesirable cause of your seasonal depression. Hopefully. "Everything takes getting used to," you tell yourself again. When you go past the usual water fountain in the park, you mentally note that you're getting close to your apartment.

You heard a loud scream as you walked by the park. You came to a halt and took a glance around your surroundings. Nobody. You shake your head and resume your walk but at a faster speed.

Your rapid pace got you to your apartment faster than usual. You step in with a deep sigh. During the winter, you remember to say hello to the homeless man who lives next to the desk. What a nice guy, you think as you make your way up to the third level. All of the elevators were "broken." You giggle knowing they'll never fix them.

When you arrived at your apartment, you took out your keys and entered. You were greeted by a hallway littered with shoes and jackets on the floor. A quick glance to your right revealed a kitchen full of dishes and leftover food from dinner. You sighed, knowing that you weren't able to get it cleaned at the moment. Finals for your nursing class are approaching, and you have yet to complete a single day's work. Take off your shoes and kick them to the nearest clean location. "I'll pick it up later," you said.

As you make your way to the living room, you are surprised at how tidy it looks. It's only clean because you only had enough energy to stay in bed. Even though your room isn't that messy which is surprising. You were only cleaning up in your room and bathroom since you were afraid of attracting pests.

You went to your room and changed into more comfy clothes. You wanted to take a shower, but you needed to clean the kitchen and hallway first. No point in leaning clean if you just going to sweat and get dirty. Hopefully, it will help you to clear your mind. You put music on your TV in the living room. The first song on your relaxing playlist was Apocalypse by Cigarettes After Sex. Then you got to it. Start by opening the windows and lighting a Christmas candle. The hallway would come first, followed by the trash.

After 2 hours of rush cleaning, you were finally finished and ready to sleep. Blowing out your vanilla-scented candle and then closing the windows. You were at the last window when you noticed someone running at the back of your apartment complex. You could tell they were bloody and clearly in distress. You were on the verge of calling for help when you immediately paused. What if it's a trap? you questioned.

You were going to close the window since you weren't sure what to do when you noticed a group. Close it. What's happening though. Curiosity got the better of you. The person attempted to turn around, but more people emerged from the shadows to stop him. Should you contact help? You questioned. A million questions were racing through your mind. You've never been in this situation before. A man approached the person who was now trapped and muttered something that you couldn't hear.

It didn't matter what he had said because you were witnessing the same guy pull out a gun on the person. Then, BOOM. A loud bang rang out. Because of the noise, you had screamed. Loud noises make you anxious. Dogs started barking and you noticed that some neighbors had turned on their lights. They'll call for help. You were still frozen in shock from the incident that you didn't realize to close the window or duck out of sight at least. As if on cue with your music, the entire group stared up at your open window. Your body finally sprung into action and you quickly closed your window.

Curiosity kills the cat.

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sucka4pain · 1 year

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𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬! (Ft. Black fem & male y/n)

Disclaimer: these tweets are from real accounts and I just put haikyuu characters and what user they would have so the original tweets are not mine!!

A/n: lowkey might make a part two who knows🏃🏻‍♀️

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byunbqbes · 2 years

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(人◕‿◕) 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (•◡•) - matchup for @tatiquichi

matched with nishinoya yuu

omg no one can convince me that this kiyoko simp boy will not simp for you either

just sits near you the library for AGES and plans out the best way to introduce himself to you

THE PLAN PROBABLY WORKED BETTER IN HIS HEAD

"you know, i've noticed you around and just wanted to say you look very pretty today-"

"sorry, who are you?" 💀💀💀

nishinoya as a boyfriend omg

just says the cheesiest stuff. not to see you blush. not to boost your ego. says you're pretty when you doll up for your first date because he seriously just finds you pretty

DEADLY protective and loyal. his teammates' glances can linger for a moment longer and noya will be jumping down their throats

a lot of fun exchanges over texts + sending selfies to each other when you miss each other. noya smiling at his phone? that's probably your doing

BIG on pda!! unashamed when he's giving you pecks on the back of your hand and holding you close to him in front of everyone

lets you choose the next colour he dyes his bangs

your friends = his friends. his friends = your friends. he's that kind of guy.

the type to surprise you with flowers and your favourite desserts on important dates. tried to bake said dessert but that didn't go so well, so he just went to a bakery to get it

TRAVELLING THE WORLD tgt !!! going backpacking and seeing the world together. sharing a hotel bed, hiking mountains together and comparing beers around the world

secretly blushes when you snuggle into him when yall share a bed. thanks god he met you when you guys dip your feet into the warm ocean at the other side of the world. true soulmates vibes.

a/n: elena!!! hope you liked this matchup and thanks for making my day better! your ask was so sweet (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) you're also really pretty !!

// photo credits belong to owners. artist of middle icon is d+con !!

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shojislady · 11 months

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Discounts Give Hope

"Y/N! Let's go into this store!!"

"No! Let's go here!" the twins and Tamaki bickering while YANKING y/n in different directions.

For context: today was y/n's last day at Ouran Academy and Tokyo as a whole. In order to expand their business, the l/n family decided to move to the Miyagi prefecture, taking their beloved y/n with them and away from the host club.

And for this reason, the host club decided that they would spend their last day with her by taking her shopping, which brings us to where we are now.

"GUYS! it's her day! we need to let HER decide where she wants to go and what she wants to do!" haruhi scolded. She knew how y/n felt at the moment, seeing as she's always being dragged around by the host club against her own will.

"THANK YOU HARUHI! you a real one fr" y/n thanked haruhi as the twins and tamaki let go of her. "this why me and haruhi 4liferrsss 🤞🏾🙄"

"HEY, NO FAIR!"

"YEAH, WE KNEW YOU FIRST" the twins whined as tamaki backed them up. "YEAH! AND WE'VE KNOW YOU LONGER!"

"look, you guys are wasting time arguing like little children" kyoya scolded. "by the time you guys are done, it'll be time to take y/n home and we will have gotten nothing done. not to mention that you're very loud, and causing unwanted attention."

It was true, they only had about 3 hours left to hang out with y/n. They could've had more time, but tamaki insisted that 'he must throw a going-away party for his dear daughter' after school for everyone to attend. said party was 5 hours long which took away most of the time they had left to spend together as a group.

"as much as i hate to agree .." haruhi began, "kyoya is right. we need to get going."

"fine. let's go then." the gingers said in unison.

"well y/n, where would you like to go. we a r e here for you after all!" exclaimed honey senpai.

"yuh"- mori

"awww, i feel so honored🥹" y/n sniffled as she wiped away her fake tears. "well, since i get to choose..." she started with a mysterious tone

'here we go...' the hosts thought and sweatdropped

"let's go to... HOT TOPIC! :D" y/n exclaimed as if it wasn't the most obvious answer she could say🙄.

"well, c'mon then. we only have a couple of hours left, and we all know that y/n is gonna want everything in there. " SLANDERED kyoya.

"i will not stand for this y/n slander. i will not tolerate it. this is unacceptable. i sh-"

"Y/N! HURRY UP AND GET UR ASS IN HERE!" hikaru called out, interrupting her little monologue.

"well gauh dayum👴🏾 im coming im coming"

.*•

it had been 4 hours, being gifted an extra from y/n's mother. they were now taking y/n home, walking instead of driving to savor the moment and stretch their time.

"uhm, n/n... what was the point of you bringing the hot cash?" honey wondered. "not only are you rich, like literally loaded, but we all agreed on paying for you!"

"well honey, there's just something about getting things at a discount that makes you feel happy inside." y/n explained with a dreamy voice.

"i agree. i absolutely agree." haruhi.. agreed

"well, thats because you're a commoner haruhi of course you'll understand you live on coupons and discounts" tamaki stated, oblivious to how rude he sounded.

"..well it's true but you didn't have to say it out loud." haruhi said a bit sadly.

"look what you did tamaki!! my bae is upset now! apologize!!" y/n stated a with a strict tone. they knew tamaki didn't mean it in a bad way, but the statement was a bit more outta pocket compared to what he says on the daily.

"oh no.. HARUHI IM SO SORRY!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!" he pleaded and whined. "it's fine tamaki senpai, i didn't even care, y/n's just being protective again."

"so are we just gonna skip over the fact that n/n called haru-" honey started before y/n covered his mouth, stopping him from continuing. "shhh, it's better that we don't bring it to their attention" y/n warned, not wanting a repeat of what happened at the mall.

.*•

"well, this is me." y/n said quietly as silence overtook the group. "you guys ready to say ur goodbye's yet..?"

".. i guess i'll go first" haruhi said as she stepped forward. "y/n, i've only known you for a couple of months, but you were like the older sister i never had. you've been nothing but nice to me since we met.. unlike some people." haruhi whispered that last part. "the surprise presents and the random sleepovers at your huge colossal gigantic ass house were some the best moments of my life. i'll miss you a lot." haruhi finished and hugged y/n. at this point, there were already sniffles coming from everyone.

" guess i'll go next" honey said s l o w l y walking up to y/n.

(i don't have time for all that so im just gonna put the other four)

honey: " y/n, we weren't that close but you're one of the funniest people i've ever met. also you make really good sweets! especially that chocolate lava cake(*'▽'*). anyhow, i'll really miss taste-testing your new recipes and listening to Gorillaz while watching you bake. have fun y/n!!"

mori: "... i'll miss hearing you try and rap to me every day. you sounded really bad btw. love you"

kyoya: "as much as i hate to admit it, i'll miss seeing your beautiful face every day. i won't miss you randomly popping up to my house to flirt with my sister thought."

tamaki: "... Y/NNNNNN!! DON'T GOOOOO! YOUR DEAR FATHER ISNT READY TO LET YOU GOOOOO 😖😖😖"

....

everyone had said their goodbyes to y/n... except for the twins. it was emotional for the three of them, and they knew that.

"well.." kaoru started " since the day we met you, we never separated. we've been to your house more than we've been to our own, and you know ours like the back of your hand. " the three chuckled as hikaru continued. " then in high school, we got even closer. staying at each other's houses for multiple weeks, stealing each other's clothes, hell, we even showered together once." "YOU WHA-" "shut up tamaki, they're having a moment"

"look n/n, we know you're tired, so we're gonna make this quick" kaoru started " basically, we love you. like a lot. you mean the world to us. you're the best thing that's happened to us since the maid." "we love you, and we wish you the best without us because we know you're gonna need it."

silence..

"I HATE YOU GUYS!! YALL GOT ME CRYING AND SHII" y/n bawled. "AW LAWD.. YALL IM LITERALLY JUST MOVING TO MIYAGI! YALL ACTING LIKE IM GOING TO THE MOTHERLANDS! I SWEA-"

"POOKIE! GET YA BLACK ASS IN HERE! BOUT WAKE UP THE WHOLE DAMN NEIGHBORHOOD! LOUD ASS" y/n's mother- m/n- screamed from inside.

"SORRY MA! IM COMIN!!!"

.*•

y/n sat in bed, thinking about today's memories and goodbyes. she's gonna miss them, a lot. especially the twins. "they were right, i don't know what im gonna do without them.." y/n said softly lying down getting ready for bed. "hopefully, karasuno will treat me well." she sighed. and with that she fell asleep, dreaming about what she was gonna eat for dinner tomorrow night.

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀

- hikaru sugarcoated it, they've showered together on multiple occasions (nothing sexual tho bc they're all minors ��) - the first time they did it was because they were rlly tired and it was late at night + they had school in the morning so they had to shower. - they all got in at once so that no one would fall asleep before showering - so then it became a normal thing

a/n

hi!! this is the first chapter of my first story that i ever wrote on wattpad !! i hope it's good! tell me ur opinions about it! i am open to constructive criticism :)

#haikyuu smau #haikyuu #haikyuu x poc!reader #shojislady #haikyuu scenarios #ohshc anime #ohshc x reader #ohshc haruhi #hq smau #hq atsumu #hq x y/n

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