#osamu x chubby reader

[cottonlemonade]

Strawberry Lotion

words: 546 || avg. reading time: 2 mins.

pairing: aged up Osamu x chubby!Reader (feat. the Inferior Twin (affectionate))

genre: suggestive fluff, established relationship

warnings: mdni, mild suggestiveness

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You groaned when you slid the curtain to the side to find a brilliantly sunny day.

Your boyfriend Osamu, still sitting in bed, looked up from his phone with a questioning head tilt.

"It's a dress day. Ugh, I don't wanna shave my legs.", you pouted. Throwing your head back dramatically you shuffled to the bathroom.

Before closing the door, Osamu slipped in as well.

"Uhm.", you started tentatively, "This isn't usually a group activity, babe."

"Yeah I know, but I'm curious how girls shave. I've only had sneak peaks in razor ads, ya know?"

You sighed. "God, you hide it well, but you're an idiot."

Sitting on the corner of his bathtub, with your legs under the faucet you began the tedious process of removing the new stubble.

"Huh. That's a surprisin’ amount of acrobatics."

"It's just annoying cause it's not a 2 minute thing. It takes ages to get the whole leg and your skin gets all irritated and stuff. The only good thing is that my lotion smells like strawberries." (That and the feeling of rubbing your silky legs together like a cricket.)

Osamu perked up, knowing the one you‘re talking about. "Ya got it with ya?", he asked excitedly.

You nodded, resuming your task, feeling a little weird how he was staring at you. This wasn’t exactly the flattering image you wanted him to keep in his mind for a rainy day. When he didn‘t say anything else, you look up to find him with a wide smile of delighted anticipation.

"Guys.", an impatient knock and Atsumu‘s voice came through the door. "Sorry to interrupt, but will ya be done soon? There are other people livin’ here, too, Samu!"

"All done. One second, Tsumu!", you called.

Osamu wiggled his eyebrows suggestively when he passed his brother in the doorway heading back to his bedroom.

You rummaged in your bag for the lotion, taking out the small red tub.

"Can I do it?", Osamu offered, his voice filled with eagerness.

Swallowing a sarcastic reply, you just shrugged and sat back at the foot of the bed. Your boyfriend knelt down in front of you and set your foot on his thigh. Taking a generous dollop of lotion he began to massage your leg, setting kisses on the now smooth skin before covering it in the soothing light pink cream.

"Damn, ya smell so good." He winked and genuinely had to chew his lip to stop himself from parting your legs for him to dive between them, grabbing at your soft tummy. He was actually just about to ask if you wouldn‘t mind taking off your sleeping shorts so he “could get the whole leg“ when -

"What’re ya doin’?", Atsumu asked, confused, standing yet again in the open door, toothbrush hanging in his mouth.

"Makin’ a baby." Osamu deadpanned, not even looking at the blonde and resumed his work with great concentration.

"Wow, that smells real good."

"I know right, it even tastes like strawberry." The grey-haired twin held out the lotion tub and Atsumu stepped closer to sniff it quizzically.

“Really?“

“Sam-“

Your boyfriend gave your thigh a quick squeeze and winked as he watched with barely suppressed glee how his brother dipped a finger into the tub with the very non-edible lotion.

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[forusomimiya]

@coyloves ship & prompt: “Look how messy you are” w/ Osamu Miya ˚₊˚✧🍙✧˖°🍂

"I've been thinking about bending you over this table and just having my way with you" His knuckles caressed your chin before he gripped your jaw and made your head tilt to the opposite side of his face, to have easier access to your neck and kiss it. He smiled when he felt you straighten up, product of shivering. "You like the idea?" you thought you nodded, but it was so subtle your movement that it was enough for Osamu to understand that when you were speechless, it was because you found his proposal more than decent.

It wasn't the first time you had sex in the store. The routine would end up being the same as all the other times before: Osamu wooing you until he had you right where he wanted you, clumsy hands caressing each other's body, quick and warm kisses, and discretion in moaning so he could pay attention to the door bell in case Kita came carrying bags of rice. The last time was fun, despite the fact that you almost got caught red-handed.

"We should be quick."

"Yeah" Osamu said in a sarcastic tone. "I can see you're in a hurry" He pointed his gaze at the wetness in your panties, licking his lips, holding back from touching you still. "Look how messy you are".

"Samu! are you even listening to me?"

"I'm trying to pay attention, but you're just too sexy. Not gonna lie."

"Then, tell me what you want me to do" His grayish eyes bore into yours, able to read what they expressed.

Then Osamu lifted you up and sat you on the cold marble table of the warehouse, taking a quick glance at your body, stunned by the beauty of your curves, savoring them in his mind, decanting and amusing himself with his favorite parts.

"Let me hear your beautiful moans a second time today, darling" His thumbs played with the inside of your thighs, spreading them open, allowing a glimpse beneath them of your chubby pussy. "Hah… shit" He exhaled excitedly. His hips rocked forward instinctively, needing to have you lying there on your back for him, legs spread wide.

The throbbing in his chest began to ache as you lay back on the table and circled his hips drawing him to you, pulling your shirt up and exposing your large breasts squeezed into your bra.

"You're going to fuck me?"

"Fuck… Of course I do" In a quick set of hands, Osamu unclasped your bra as he worked his way under your boxers, reaching for his cock and pumping it a couple of times while his mouth was distracted with your breasts. He didn't skimp on making as much noise as possible as he savored and kneaded them at the same time, sucking your nipples and pinching them on his lips before releasing them. "They are so perfect… just mine" He kneaded relentlessly, and when he noticed that his cock was about to burst through his underwear, he released it as best he could, —caused by nervousness and quickness by the impatience of being inside you—, and pushing aside your panties, he entered you ever so slowly without losing sight of the expression on your face as he filled you.

"Atta girl, fucking your boss in his own warehouse, huh?"

He settled into a steady rhythm, and cursed himself for not having taken you earlier at that table. The movements of your body in response to his thrusts were something Osamu had yet to deal with. The bouncing of your tits followed by pithy gasps flooded his mind so quickly and directly, that in order to speed up the command his brain sent to his cock, he had to take possession of your hips and lighten the pace. His mind clouded as your insides tightened and his ears filled with his cursed name, thus ignoring —though not willingly—, your warning you were cumming. Osamu forgot the discretion agreed upon at the beginning and made sure to fuck you in the roughest way, letting anyone planning to enter the store know that he was busy to attend to any customers or receive any packages.

Maybe that day, the "closed" sign would remain hanging on the door for another hour.

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[iwas-princess]

miya osamu • a piece of forever

“want me to fuck you harder, princess?” osamu grunted into your shoulder, his voice gentle yet rough as his hips grinded desperately against your own.

you squeezed around him with every thrust of his cock, causing multiple low hisses to leave your lover’s throat throughout the night. between the euphoria that your sticky cunt gave him, and the feeling of you plush thighs wrapped around his torso drove him absolutely insane. you were just so fucking gorgeous, he could never help himself from wanting to burry himself inside of you all of the time. just burry his cock inside of your perfect pussy for hours until you couldn’t take any more— until you were too sensitive for any one else.

“p-please, dadda. please fuck me harder-“

his strong hips smashed into yours roughly, his pace turning outright filthy and ravenous.

the sick sounds of your whines plus his deep groans filled the bedroom, followed by the slapping of skin that was result of your fiancé’s brutal hips against your soft fat. the scene of you and osamu was lewd, too explicit for a porno magazine even. your chest was covered in his saliva, the slippery liquid glistened in the light and practically showcased who owned you— even now.

now when it’s just the two of you alone in your apartment, the same small home that you bought together with a fund you both saved up for months. the same small flat that welcomed him home every night with the sweet sight of you cooking him dinner, your full figured body clad in that cute ruffled apron that your mother gifted you one christmas. the apartment that never quite felt like a home without you accompanying in it, other wise it was nothing but an empty carcass to him.

fuck, he just wanted to spend his life with you.

spend that rest of his life fucking you.

because he was absolutely sure, that no one’s pussy was as inviting and delightful as yours.

and he sure as hell didn’t ever want to find out.

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[nnnyxie]

kuroo, atsumu, osamu, bokuto, ushijima, & kenma with a chubby s/o (i added ken as a little treat [lowkey to myself..])

(pretty & beautiful are used, could be considered suggestive)

(requested by @starrbright)

kuroo tetsuro ;

as much as i love to slander him— he is a true romantic and will treat you like you’re a higher being.

he doesn’t care if you’re chubby or not. he’s the type of guy to say “that just means there’s more of you to love” (which is lowkey kinda cute, he’s so dumb)

i hate him (affectionate). he just adores you and loves your to hold your stomach and hips (he will whisper awful pick up lines in your ear while holding you though [he’s such a loser /aff]). he just can’t get enough of you, he’s constantly touching you, it’s a spectrum of linking pinkies to yk..

anyways… he’s always showering you in affection and gifts. takes you to specific stores that have plus sized clothing. to be more specific, expensive plus sized stores. he makes you try on everything. yk how men do that whole manspread thing?? yeah, he does that on the couches near the dressing rooms and does that little finger whirl to make you twirl (that rhymes).

he’s always telling you how beautiful you are to him and how breathtaking you are. he’s so in love with you it makes him look stupid (affectionate).

he’s ALWAYS bragging to his friends about you and telling all of his coworkers that he has the prettiest partner (he’s so dumb, i love him)

miya atsumu ;

is he a major asshole? yes. but does that extend to you? absolutely not.

he’s another absolute LOSER (affectionate). he’s so in love with you. you could stab him and he’d thank you. i strongly believe he’s very into thick/chubby people. he loves laying on your thighs or stomach.

ngl when you first heard about how he was in high school, you were vv uncomfortable w/ him because you thought he’d treat you the same (even though you’re MSBY’s manager)

so you didn’t interact with him unless it was to pass out towels/water bottles or go over notes (which you tried to get that over with quickly). and it kinda pissed him off cause he thought you were so pretty (it’s physically painful how attractive you are to him).

he decided to confront you one day. the team was in the locker room, yk just doing their thing, and he was finally able to get you alone. so he strides on over to you (like the loser he is) and asks why you avoid him. and obviously you hesitate but he kept pushing for an answer. when you told him, he was genuinely stunned. he stutters out how he’s sorry he made you feel that way and offers to take you to a restaurant as a way to start new (aka he tricked you into going on a date).

anyways— after a few more ‘hang outs’ of getting to know each other, he finally asks you on a proper date (osamu made him. he said that atsumu couldn’t just keep tricking you to going on dates. atsumu protested) (ps if u got boobs, he’ll squish em HARD so beware)

miya osamu ;

my LORD he loves chubby people. you CANNOT change my mind !!!!!

okay okay so…….. he met you at a farmer’s market <3 you had a booth and you were selling his favorite seasonings !!! he didn’t really LOOK at you until he went to pay for his spices and good LORD he basically drooled all over himself.

he whimpered a little… your curves made him feel a teensy bit crazy. and when you spoke?? when you laughed at a corny joke about seasonings?? he fell in love right then and there.

he asked for your number after the small conversation and invited you to try his food at his restaurant. when you realized he was the owner of onigiri miya, you were kind of shocked. you only ever ordered online. plus, i mean— you only got his first name. but that’s besides the point

anyways, you would have cooking/dinner dates and afterwards you’d just cuddle, yk cutesy stuff. he always made it a point to hold all of you or at least most of you. (he just loves touching you)

he has his hands on you whenever he can and he’ll squeeze whatever part of you he could. his favorite though— your butt and thighs. but sometimes he’ll squeeze them too hard and you’ll have to pinch him.

bokuto koutaro ;

okay so— let’s say you work at onigiri miya. you’re the sweet new employee that the team has yet to meet (aside from shitty [/aff] atsumu).

the moment he walks through that door and sees you, it’s like one of those cheesy romcoms where the main character sees a glow around you and everything is in slow motion. brows up, eyes wide, mouth agape, face red. he’s genuinely in awe of you. (atsumu notices and makes sure to get a seat in your serving area)

when you come to bring them their food, bokuto is so nervous— his palms are sweaty and his whole face is red. at first you thought that maybe he was red because he was upset about not getting the other server (yk like red in the face anger??).

he ends up asking for your number at the end of his meal. you thought that maybe it was a joke cause, well, he’s a big ass athlete and usually those people don’t go for your type (which is so stupid bc chubby people are <3 [they’re very much my type]). but those thoughts left when you saw how nervous he was about it. this 190+ cm man was shaking because he was so nervous (it was cute).

he definitely messages you as soon as he leaves. he ends up calling you later that night, just so he could ask to take you out on a date (poor guy was too nervous to ask when he saw you) (the date went well and was very nice).

he’s very physically affectionate so expect his constant need for touch. when you’re both sitting, he likes to hold your thigh. especially when he’s driving (yk like— the one hand on the wheel, one hand on your thigh thing). he also loves to hold your hips and squeeze them. he says it gives him energy— doesn’t make sense but okay !

ushjima wakatoshi ;

he’s like— a chubby chaser but also not?? if that makes sense???

anyways !! i’d like to think you two have been together since the end of high school <3 you guys met through tendou in your first year (he was totally setting you two up) and oddly became fast friends. then he asked you out after the karasuno match (you were comforting him and the question just came out on it’s own. like he was thinking about being with you and his mouth said something before his brain could comprehend).

so yes, you’ve been together for a looong while.

he unintentionally brags about you. like— the adlers will ask why he declines their invitations to go out sometimes and he’ll say “my partner is making dinner at home. they’re very good, i’d rather have their food. restaurants don’t make food as good as theirs” but that ends up in the adlers coming to your house to try your food. (a warning would’ve been nice)

speaking of food and when you’re cooking— he loves to hold you while you do so. he’ll squish your stomach and hips (his favorite parts) while swaying to the music that’s playing (maybe you got soul and r&b playing [i am currently fixated on lauryn hill so bare with me]) it can get a little annoying (i like cooking alone so,,, yeah) but he’s very sweet and cute and amazing, so he gets a pass.

mmmm this man loves to cuddle, i just know it. he loves the position where like— half of his body is draped over you and he has his head on your chest cause it lets him touch his favorite parts of you.

kozume kenma ;

he doesn’t care what you look like. if you have a good personality then that’s all that matters to him.

when he’s gaming, he likes to sit on the floor in front of you so that he’s in between your thighs and they sort of rest on his shoulders. which can be dangerous because sometimes he’ll get so excited and try to jump up but drags you off the couch/bed.

whenever you’re playing games (maybe you’re taking turns??) he’ll turn himself (yes, he’s still on the floor) and rest his head between your thighs or lays his head on one of them. sometimes he’ll lay on the couch/bed so he could hug your waist (i like to think he’s clingy when he’s close w/ someone).

he’ll brag about you on his stream and taunt kuroo for not having a partner yet. he’ll actually be so mean to kuroo saying shit like “you’re the only cat at a horse orgy party” (they have such a beautiful friendship)

he also likes to sit in your lap (i wanna cradle him… i think i have issues??) and usually faces towards you when he does

he’s a BITER!!!!! if he’s ever laying on your lap or sitting between your legs— he’ll just fuckin bite you. when he has his head on your stomach??? CHOMP. when you’re cooking or putting dishes away?? shoulder bite. he’s just the type of guy to bite as a way of showing affection (me too tho ???)

my boys <3

sorry this took so long!!

#haikyuu x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu x reader #osamu x reader #bokuto x reader #ushijima x reader #kenma x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu x chubby reader #hq x reader #hq x chubby reader #/ᐠ - ˕ -マ works — ♡︎

[dolliestfairy]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ TW: Noncon, Housewife kink, Masturbation, threesome, nonconsexual kissing, breeding kink, jealousy, Double penetration(?), and a little pervert-y. lmk if i miss anything. chubby reader fics with no skintone of reader mentioned.

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imagine having a duo who have a housewife kink.. like everytime they see you doing literally anything -- theres always this dirty unholy thoughts of them about you in the back of their mind, and the fact that they actually know it each other but never actually opened up to you. they always masturbate with themself, while thinking about your plump bellies swelling with their kids, having their babies, making them foods before and after they work, giving them kisses on their cheeks when they just got home, and then get pregnant again at the end of the night. one of the duos cant even see you straight in the face just because this thoughts really really devouring them. the one other can cover it better than their other ones but still.. they're still flustered as well.

this all will be out of the window when one of them start kissing you in the lips without your concern at all. the other one who witness all of it becomes heavy-jelly until they start to meet their lips on yours while the other ones just seeing both of you exchange each others saliva. and only a minute after that, the one that seeing both of you exchange each other saliva start to open your skirt up and take down your lower clothes, making you panic. you try to push the ones that has been swallowing your lips this whole moments but you forget both of them were strong. more strong enough to hold you down within it. when you finally get strip to naked, and they start to put their fingers into you, at this rate your emotions are mixed up. theres horny, angry, dissapointed, embarassed, and just.. want it to be over. you close your eyes to protect yourself from seeing those hornyble experiences, until one of them start slapping your cheeks, making you scream but the other ones who is pounding into you quickly shoved their hands into your mouth to shut down your screams. one of them starts begging the other ones to speed it up because they want to feel the feelings of fucking you too! but the one that was fucking you right there and then cant just get enough of you! i mean how could they? you're just so.. delicious, so delicate and.. plump, begged for their creams. its just a matter of time before the other ones start to be really really impatient until they cant take it anymore as they strip their own self naked and start to pound you in a different hole. at this rate.. you dont know what to do. all you can do is just.. stay there and wait until its over.. you dont even know which holes both of them pounding at. what matters is now that, you're doomed. and you're really really doomed to be their housewife. they dont really gave a shit about the fact if they can really impregnate you or not, but they do gave a shit about the fact that giving you a kid -- adopted or not, will tied you to both of them, together and forever.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The Duos that i'm talking about are ;

SATORU & SUGURU [Jjk] MIYA ATSUMU & MIYA OSAMU [Hq] Rindou Haitani & Ran Haitani [tokyo revengers] Itoshi Sae & Itoshi Rin [blue lock] BOKUTO & AKAASHI [Hq] Tendou & Ushijima [Hq] Akiteru Tsukishima & Kei Tsukishima [Hq] HAWKS & DABI [Mha] SUKUNA & YUUJI [Jjk] Jiraiya & Orochimaru [naruto] KAEYA & DILUC [genshin impact] Stu Macher & Billy Loomis [Scream].

did i forget anyone!? insert ur fav!

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[shaisuki]

｡‧˚ʚ°ɞ˚‧｡ ─── A FAMILY WITH YOU

life was going well for osamu.

after high school and establishing his onigiri business, food is his passion after all then it comes to marrying his high school sweetheart, you.

married for five years and counting. marriage life is sweet and dandy with a few rocks in the road and osamu knew that it's part of marrying the person he loves and every married couples had been on that road before but there's something else that he craves for. a family with you.

he knew it will come sooner or later. respecting the decision you were still not ready and the shop needs another hand in managing it which he understands but still.

osamu who got that kind smile whenever a kid would delightfully eat the onigiri he made which he's proud of and ruffles the hair of the kid who tell him personally that it was delicious. it always is.

osamu imagines it, a mini version of him or you. possibly both. gazing behind at you in the counter where you placed the orders in their respective tables. smiling at the little kid seated between their parents and cooing at the toddler who has been making grabby hands at you. motherhood suits you best.

osamu can wait. he can wait. that what he tells to himself.

the resolution flew out of the window the moment he got you folded underneath him.

your legs tucked between your chest and his while you creamed for the nth time at that night.

"just wan' you to make me a daddy..."

he tell you while his hips snaps brutally against yours making you cry out. your nails digging crescents in his back. sheen of sweat coating you both while he whispers all the things he wants to do with you.

"you goin' to be a good mama, don't you?"

"i know you will. so good to me, baby. fuck."

the bed creaks while he kept repeating those phrases. his heavy balls slapping against your ass the more he pounds into you. the desperation of filling you up and making him a daddy taking a toll on him. like a man possessed with the desire of feeling the joy of having a family with you.

his daydreams and dreams filled with your round tummy. breasts heavy with milk. wide hips so lush and stretch marks decorating them. he would be with you in every steps of your pregnancy. watch your baby suckles in your breasts. milk leaking out and he'll have a taste of it.

"samuuu...." you moaned out while his huge cock fills you up. your legs burning into numbness while he fucks the living daylights out of you. your tummy squished into folds and you don't know if you can feel still your pussy anymore from being pounded roughly by your husband.

"you will going to be my baby mama, right?"

you can only nod with tears in your eyes, too drunk in the pleasure of getting fucked roughly. there's a another wave of pleasure rolling inside you.

osamu kissed you roughly when you nodded. he can't wait to have a baby in your arms and a toddler behind his head. gripping his hair with drool dripping at him while it excitedly points at something and happily garbling in his gibberish words.

that topples osamu to his pleasure. buried to the hilt, his balls slaps to your ass while you milked him for all he's worth and filling you up with copious amounts of his cum that will surely knock you up in no time.

there will no positive pregnancy test soon but osamu will surely enjoy the process of baby-making with you. making sure you're stuffed full of his cum every night.

#ᝰ.ᐟ shai's drabbles #— 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐈'𝐒 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 & 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐒 #chubby reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu #miya osamu x y/n #miya osamu x reader #miya osamu

[starrbright]

Carnality in Adoration

“I want to swallow you, have you melt into me and flow through my veins." The Vegetarian, Han Kang

Everything he feels seeping in. Surfacing from the depths of the beginning. It's heavy. Deeper than he thought he could have carried in such a short time. It's terrifying. He welcomes it freely.

Miya Osamu x Reader

Illustrations: Stephan Sinding, Adoration Max Švabinský

I've yet to read 'the vegetarian', but I am aware that the novel is quite horrific as others have said. And using the passage would be out of context, but I couldn't help it, when I saw that words while having this piece in my drafts, I knew i just had to do it.

Nearing 6k words. characters are in their late twenties. established relationship. fluff. smut.

all my y/n are fat and of color.

september 24, 2023, I began this and had to shelf it. And now December 19, I'm finally fucking done😭 spent a little lot of time in a coffee shop today just so to finish this and here it fucking is😭 had three black coffees and am so worn out and shaking. I'm so tired, you guys TT. Been so busy nonstop and I just had to fucking suck it up and finish this one, I hope you like it. A little treat for the holidays. Enjoy and take care!! 💐💌

@iwaberry, @mood-romantica, & @shaisuki my lovelies💘

God. Gods. Angels. Saints. To Osamu, he's unsure if he believes in them. Maybe he does. Maybe.

He's not religious, you've found him to be. But these days, he's making you question so.

Few days of being truly together. Blissful kisses. Sex here and there. He cares for you truly, you know and feel this. He feels for you. You never doubted him the very first moment he made himself known in your life.

From the ardor in his eyes that you saw by how entranced he was looking at you the first time you felt he felt for you. From how firmly but tenderly he always hold your hand to fall his lips on your knuckles before anything else. From the way his eyes closes as he does so, or even more so how he hold his gaze to you when he does it.

From how tired he is at the end of his work, he still makes you a fresh batch of your favorites before you see each other at the end of the day or night. From how you can see the light in his gray eyes whenever you happily eat his food.

You never doubted him, not even when he has yet to say those three delcaring words. He has already uttered such loving words to reflect it. Always. You never doubted him.

And how could you ever ever doubt him--as he has his big hand on your neck, his fingers grasping up until on your plump cheek to take your lips for his own. Drinking the wetness of your mouth to your sounds as he moves his lips and tongue against your own in a way that always has your chest heaving while he doesn't seem to be affected at all as he only hums deeply as calmy--a stark contrast to your soft whimpers, despite the hardness of his erection on your behind.

His big and strong hand holds the round of your stomach against the fabric of your top, him having you from behind is always a delight to him; all the fat and softness of what you have melts onto him, a welcome to the edges he has. A home he's found that he always enclosed with open arms.

A deep breath you let out from your mouth when he finally pulls away, mouths dripping with drools. Osamu takes his breath back by burying his face on your neck, nose and wet lips pressed so against on you, his air so hot on your skin. Hearts thundering against one another.

Finding your voice, before it further unfolds to resulting taking too much time. "We should go now." You say, a little breathy. It fell nothing to his ears.

What didn't fall nothing to your ears is a deep hum that contracted in his throat as his hand squeezed some of your fat on your belly. "Samu." You breathe. Both of you knowing what that all means. But it's always nothing to him. Yet you always still try. A game between you two. Almost.

His mouth begins to move, lips dragging greedily on your skin, the sweetness of what you routinely used melts in his palate. It fuels his need to taste you more, the very taste of you, always.

A hand of his on your neck goes wrapping around your throat firmly, fingers pressing down that your breath hitched as his mouth slides down to your shoulder. Having worn an off-shoulder top gave him access to all what he's doing right now. And you know you wouldn't be wearing clothes that shows skin as whenever this happens, you're always marked. He can't help it. He doesn't want to. To see all what he leaves on you always pleases him. A reminder you're his.

Osamu bites down on the supple flesh all over, wanting to feel the warmth and goodness of your fat in his mouth, inhaling and swallowing each bite, grunts and groans leaving him. He squeezes your throat and breast at the same time, resulting a strained whimper from you, the tightness of his hold on your throat contracts in you, heavy pain of pleasure there to going down your cunt.

"Stay still." He murmurs deeply in between the ministrations of his mouth on you as he squeezed your throat and breast again. It isn't a question nor plea. A command.

It has your cunt fluttering the same of your heart.

Pants of breath, slowly, you calmed your slight squirming against behind him, your right hand that was on his nape never leaves there holding onto him as lifeline. His arm around you that still holds your breast tightly began to squeeze you to him. His cock that was hardened the moment his lips met yours, tight against his pants, pressing on your ass twitching. Your short and tight skirt riding up higher, showing your cheeks, prettily hugged in your white stockings and black panties. "What you do to me." His dripping mouth now on your ear, low and breathy resonates through you, your body shuddering with a whimper once more. "Every. damn. time." He groans each hard hump he made on your ass-friction against his clothed cock and your thinly covered ass, so hot and strained.

His hand stays restraining your throat as the other slowly comes down between your thighs, squeezing you there before slipping his hand in and cupped your mound. Your body flinching slightly with a soft gasp leaving you. His face heavy on your cheek, minty breath reaching your nose and mouth. "Open your legs." A moan escapes you as he speaks, his demands always has you uttering sounds, whether it's the futile denial or meek obedience. At times like this, it's always both.

Your skirt rides up even higher as you opened your legs more, muscles in your limbs beginning to twitch as his palm stays cupping you. Two of his fingers pressing hardly on your cunt against your stockings and panty as he rubs you, wiggling them to squish in your folds, your clit being found and assaulted then. Your wetness spreading and seeps through. "Samu." You moan, your head lazily leaning on him, eyes turning heavy, nails lightly digging on the skin of his nape.

"Need me?" He asks as his tongue slides to the corner of your mouth, dragging that damn muscle to your cheek until to your ear, his saliva painting your skin--already knowing your answer. His digits being drenched by your slick the more he rubs your cunt. He just can't get enough of you. He never could.

"We need to go." It just pleases him more whenever you deny him, well, at least you try to.

And it always fails. ''Wrong answer." But it's the right one for him to keep going. It always is. It just makes his endeavors more pleasurable than it already is.

Just how could you doubt him when he now kneels behind you, his face etched on the back of your thighs, fingers gripping them tightly between your inner thighs. Nuzzling on your fat flesh all over. His eyes drinking in the above him, ass cheeks tight on your black panties against your stockings. He'd tear your stockings if he could and he could, easily so by just his teeth but he doesn't want to piss you off (he does, as always) he just knows you love the outfit you're wearing and he can't have his beloved sad at him. So he makes do with trailing soft kisses on you, his drool leaving of its little marks. Inching up his face by nuzzling on you again. Up, up, up until it reached your ass, nuzzling his face once more.

You have no choice but to stand the there and let him. His lips you feel, his hot breath, the littlest drop of his drools seeping in the thin material. Your hand finding its way to his hair, lightly gripping it as his own two grips your cheeks, spreading them apart. A gasp left you, "Samu-" Your cunt was suddenly licked, hard, tongue wide flat and dragged it slow until to the slit of your ass. Your slick thick on his tongue and he swallows with a guttural grunt, savoring what he can have for now. "How do you expect me to stop when you're fucking dripping."

His damn head buried beneath your ass, panties and stockings just tightly hang low under his chin—as he devoured your cunt from behind, still standing in your heels, no less.

Not a single drop was wasted. Limbs trembling and all as he still held a tight grip on you while he eases your high. His hands so gentle then as he put back on your clothes below you.

Suffice to say, your man was satisfied enough to let both yourselves go out already. And he was more than satisfied. Smug as hell as you sit besides each other along with his parents for a dinner, with his twin, no less—that you have no doubt the said bastard had a feeling something happened between you two before going to their family home. Atsumu can see it in Osamu's eyes after all, something like this is not new.

The lingering taste of your cunt still there in his mouth.

He's a man of unquenchable thirst.

And of selfishness.

You never miss the glint of immediate displeasure in his eyes when someone takes notice of you long enough for him to catch them. And certainly not when his arm secures around you more, and how could anyone miss the moment of him holding your face up to land a firm and long kiss on your mouth.

He's a man.

What can he do when someone is staring at you like he isn't there? And he does it proudly if not even pissed off. He just can't help it, really, even to your friends or closest ones. Seeing them near you, when he's with you, before you could free yourself from his grasp to greet them, his fingers twitch, his hold suddenly tightening—knowing you always greet them with a hug or a kiss on the cheek. It's nothing, but he can't help it.

And he couldn't help but be filled with that selfishness when you told him such a thing; that you'll visit your friend to another country, by yourself, no less. Even if it's only for a day. It filled him with dread.

But still, he allowed you, reluctantly so. You know he didn't want you to go, so you didn't. You didn't want to ruin your short trip while thinking of your man with the state you're both in.

Arguments, it rarely happens. That one wouldn't even count as one. A lesser misunderstanding. Jealousy. That much you already know of Osamu anyway. There's times when you almost feel giddy at his blatant displays of jealousy, but suppose the opposite to it is normal as well--just like right now.

As you sit alone on the floor of your apartment, while you paint, the night young--your heart heavy. And it skipped when you heard the door opened, those familiar heavy footsteps coming close.

As much as you wanted comfort, you weren't ready to see your man again. However, he is. As surprised as he was you were in your home....you didn't go—only then he realized, he messed up.

Osamu sighs as he walks in the living room, seeing your form there, quiet and unmoving but just the strokes of your paint brush, his steps grew light with each of it he takes as his heart sinks more.

There, he sits behind you, his arms immediately but gently as ever wraps around your stomach, hearing the soft hitching of your breath as he enclosed himself behind you, falling his face on your neck.

Your hand stops moving along the canvas, the paint brush just softly dangling between your fingers as you blankly stare at the colorful frame. His weight heavy on you as he holds you tight, yet your heart begins to unburden itself. You breathe, easing yourself as you feel the blues let go from you by his comfort. Gently laying your left hand on his arm and he let out a deep breath, holding you even tighter but so at ease. His breathing hot on your skin, the beating of his heart calm but deep and strong against your back. Silence remains as the long seconds passes by.

Osamu can be a man of words, he's not afraid nor hesitant to say what he thinks or what he truly means, but in this moment, he knows there's nothing needed to be said more than—"I'm sorry." His voice in a deep murmur.

Your head tuts aside gently, the blankness of your gaze melting soft as your hand on his arm then begins to merely caress him there. "I know." Is what you only say.

Osamu breathes out a hum deeply as he nuzzles his face on your neck, inching himself up to your chin to the side of your face, inhaling you. It's only been a mere day and yet he misses you so much. His heart begins to race despite the calmness of the moment, it never failed to do so whenever he holds you, but maybe an exception tonight as knowing his mistake was gracefully forgiven. Nevertheless, it took him a few more push for him to say his remaining gnawing thoughts. Fingers pressing on your stomach, his mouth beginning to caress your cheek. "Thank you for not going. And I'm sorry because of it." He tells softly in between in the trailing of his lips on you.

Your lips could almost smile but it didn't as they remain as calm, nonetheless, your eyes melt more and more to its fondness for him. Again, "I know." Is what you only say. Gently, your head falls to his own as he then stops kissing you to lean and nuzzle his head onto your own. Your caressing hand on him never stops, eyes closed and hearts near to beating the same way as silence made itself known again.

All that burdens you both fades into something more to be easily carried despite its heaviness.

Osamu speaks then, as softly, "Can you turn around?"

You did so, and now you face each other close while still sitting on the floor. His hands finding your own as he never breaks gaze with you, drinking you in at last once again. How he missed you, the amount of time to him is nonexistent.

"Are you alright?" He asks.

How deep his eyes for you always threaten you to look away, but you never do; seeing what you think you are, the parts of you that gnaws you--afraid of you to see that in his very eyes. And he does. He has before. And always will. Before you could turn your eyes away from him, you see the adoration in them, just as the first time you saw them in him, for you.

"I am now." You answer, your voice just as soft.

"When will you go again?" He asks once more.

Your gazes remains held, you couldn't bear to look away. "Maybe soon." You answer simply and he nods. Before he let go of your one hand, trailing it up to your neck so as to pull you closer for him to press a kiss on your forehead.

"Ya better bring home lots of souvenirs," he remarks, his face still close to you. You only laugh so breathlessly against his cheek and he smiles, his cheek rising against your mouth, few tears falling from your eyes and rolls down on him. His smile doesn't falter nonetheless. Happy you were both. "I missed you."

"'ve missed ya, too." He spoke clearly, before he pulls away lightly to take a look at you again. You gaze at each other once more, letting go of your held hands so as for him to cradle your face in his hands. His thumbs gently wiping your tears away.

He'll make it up to you. He doesn't need to say it because he will.

Your eyes stays as glazed while his own as calm and of that lazy look. The roughness of his hands sculpts against your tears stained chubby cheeks.

He doesn't know who to thank for such a blessing. To have a beloved gaze upon you like the way you give your eyes to him. But there you are anyways. So he figures, it's only you to thank for.

"Beautiful." Osamu spoke. It took a lot from you to not tear off your face from his grasp, let alone his boring gaze.

"Don't." You try. Of course, yet again, he didn't listen.

"Lovely." As a thumb of his softly glides on your lips.

"Stop."

"Pretty."

He strips you off with only his eyes, washing your doubts you didn't even know that was there. "Osamu."

"Mine." He murmurs as his thumb slides in your mouth, dragging it down gently on your teeth up front open, reaching until it presses on your tongue. Your mouth agape by the finger, your gaze close to turning little, your breath hitching. "Pretty." He breathes, his head tilting as his eyes never parts from you—sliding his thumb even further, "Like this." The smallest of whimper escaping you and you saw how his jaw clenched at that, a rough breathing sound following from his throat.

The view before him is new. Good. Saliva begins to gather more in your mouth, he feels and sees. He'd want to see you like that more often, satisfying to his eyes, a good way to keep his fingers warm as well. He keeps his finger pressing there, only staring at you, staring at how your drool pools more in your cavern, little drops of it escaping from your lips, rolling down to your chin.

Yeah, he'll really want to see and have you more the way he is doing right now.

And you can't deny the goodness of the slow moment you both are having. How you let yourself be gazed upon in such a way.

While Osamu's heart begins to waver of that steady rhythm the longer he made you remain in the state you're in. Everything he feels seeping in. Surfacing from the depths of the beginning of you both. It's heavy. Deeper than he thought he could have carried in such a short time.

It's terrifying. He welcomes it freely.

Slowly, he retracts his thumb, a thin line of saliva following and a sheet of it covers his finger as he lays it on just your chin--before he kisses you.

Slow and gentle. His first kiss of the day he takes, the first kiss you share after you both made up, the first kiss you share with the revelation found in him--unbeknownst to you. Osamu kisses you as if it was his last to be. He gives and holds his kiss deeply, lasting. A way to be heard of his specifically unspoken words for now.

However, you remain to be blissfully unaware of it; seeing this of nothing new as it's normal for you for him to be like that--and he knows. So it wouldn't be too long for him change that.

As you pull away, a little breathless, blinking the fluster away in your eyes. "I should fix this up and prepare for dinner." You said. Reluctantly but he doesn't let you feel it, he lets you free yourself from his arms as you stand up. Osamu keeps his eyes on you gather the art materials you've used.

As much as he would always praise what you create, as much as he'd always think it to be beautiful of whatever you make--the art is already before his eyes, not on the frame.

He does what he does whenever he takes you in, how an admirer would be in art gallery. Quiet. Intent. Deep.

Flesh rippling with every little move you make. Your round upper body snuggled well by your little top, breasts hanging free against the fabric, as well as showing a little of the fat of your tummy. Your bloomers too short and tight on you. A wonder for him. Your ever wide thighs. Dent and marks painted on your skin. Along that, he sees what his mouth and fingers left on you from before a few days. Even more beautiful with what he marks on you. He'll always prefer you to be marked by him.

"If you're done staring at me." Your voice breaks him out of his trance.

"I won't ever be." He replies simply.

A little laugh you echo at that while you walk back to him, now standing in front of him as he remains sitting there with his legs crossed on the floor.

You above him is divine to be. Maybe he's religious as he wonders so. At least when he gazes up at you while you look down upon him. A goddess of his.

Both of your hands comes to one another on your bodies; yours on his hair and face, while his on your legs. You'd be lying to yourself if you say you didn't like it when he's beneath you. At times like this, is where you question where he lies on higher beliefs--because the way he offers his eyes to you.....could be described as when one worships their divine being.

Osamu sees the little rose of your chest with your mouth parting ever so slightly, the gentle wonder in your eyes. He can't get enough of it.

Finding your voice, "What do you wanna have for dinner?" You asked, gently petting his hair and caressed his cheek.

A deep but short breath he took as he welcomes your doting on him. His fingers firmly caressing on your legs, slowly working their way up. "You know the answer to that." You wonder why you still asked.

You didn't roll your eyes instead you narrowed them, "I'm serious." It was hard to be as his hands crept up higher, reaching to your thighs, tingling sensations coming through.

He almost smiled. "So am I."

"You're so annoying." You sighed, raking your fingers through his hair. Such happiness in the little moment you both have.

Such happiness.

Maybe it was time.

"Osamu—"

"I love you."

Your voices met one another, his just with more.......conviction. You faltered. He didn't. He doesn't. He remains steeled just of his resolve.

The soft disbelief on you. You didn't know if you ever hoped for him to say it sooner, there wasn't anything bad if he didn't say it for the mean time either, but--the joy that blooms in you couldn't be brighter. Such simple words, how heavy it tolls on you.

Your hands gently cupped his face, still as silent you were, the words you were about to say now lost. Osamu nestles his head on your palms, never breaking gaze. He feeds off the awe you uncontrollably portray. He'll do anything so as to have you keep doing that only for him. The way your nose takes a breath, going from your mouth with your chest following as it rise, your voice remaining unfound. It's addicting to see those little things. and it's freeing to say those words, so he says it again. "I love you."

Heavily dazed but ever awake, your eyes never dare to blink, tears starting to sting, the walls of your throat threatening to crumble.

Osamu feels every little twitch. Feels it all. He wants more. He stays nestling his head on your palms, keeping his smile at bay with his unfazed look. "I love you." His voice now bright.

An ask to be answered.

Your tears fell, blinking slowly as you broke from your trance with a broken smile and breathless laughter. You cradle his face so lovingly as he held you the same. His arms tightly hugging your legs, hands gripping your thighs. Loved. And there your answer for him. with little more breaths, carrying the weight of all what you feel--"I love you." Voice almost to nothing from how breathless it was, nevertheless it graces his ears, finally letting his smile move on his lips.

"Again." It's sweet. Too sweet how you ever so slowly lit up as he said that.

"I love you." He can't stop himself from smiling more as you repeat them, his cheeks growing in your palms. Too rare. A smile of his that makes your heart hurt every time. Lips etched up lazily, little of his teeth showing.

"Again."

"I love you."

At the same time again.

You didn't think that his smile couldn't get bigger but it did. It's brighter than you ever seen before from him.

While he stays high in your gaze.

"I love you."

"I love you."

He now kneels, never tearing off his hold on you nor of his eyes. Osamu finds that there is glory in kneeling. And if there's anything Osamu loves more than food, it's winning. So he reigns in victory as he kneels before you.

So you let him have what he wants—his dinner.

Letting go of his face, he gently dives down on your legs, falling his lips there all over. "I love you," he murmurs with each breath he takes on your skin. "I love you." His hands squeezes your thighs repeatedly while your keeps caressing his hair. "I love you." His eyes began to flutter heavily, never stopping of working his mouth on you, dizzying himself by you. "I love you." He groans, his voice dragging deeply as he drags his face all over your flesh.

You could only look down at him as he tranced himself, look at him so fondly as he indulges himself, seeing him deeply enjoying of what he does—you let yourself feel all what you've been feeling since the moment he held you. Heat brewing in your belly, melting down into your cunt, slicking through your folds, soaking a little sticky patch in your panties.

It wouldn't be too long for him to feast upon it.

And he knows. Osamu already knew your body was working even before he began, his meal prepared for him. "Fuck, I love you." In a loud groan, he breathes as he pressed his face on your thigh again, firmly rubbing his cheeks there. His hands holding onto the back of your thighs goes up ever slowly to your ass--a deep hitch of breath you inhale. He slides in through your shorts and panties, fingers strongly massaging your ass cheeks, while he keeps making a mess down on you.

"Fuckin' love yer thighs so much," he swore, his voice gone rougher from his never ending groans that he moans. Although that much has been known between you both he never gets used to it, nor do you. Not when he relishes his teeth on your fat with each bite. It's almost no different from a beast breaking its fangs through its prey to feed.

His sheer thirst he strongly satiate has your cunt aching so much, but still, you let him enjoy more a little longer. Keeping in your plea with your breathy sounds of elation. And despite how deep Osamu is in indulging himself, he knows your needs, though that's in the back of his mind for now--eyes dead set on the abundant offering for him. The last feast he'll have for later.

A mistake of thought you had.

For now, he continues to worship your thighs. Thick trails of his saliva from strings to drops dribbling down. No territory left unexplored as he takes the back of your limbs as well. Your hands in his hair keeps on shaking, your lower body twitching, trying not to flinch away from him.

Even then, he only continues to repeat what he's been doing. Nuzzling and rubbing his face all over so harshly, inhaling roughly while he licks his tongue with each move. His groping hands on your ass not stopping as well. He's too much all at once. Standing again, no less.

If not for Osamu's strength, you would have been long lying on the floor. Still, he continues for more, your wordless whines for him to stop unheard, muted by his own hungry sounds.

By now you're a leaking mess, not of just your pussy completely soaked, but your limbs covered with sheet of sweat along with his drool everywhere. Even his face you see and feel that it's wet, of course, he couldn't care less. The flesh of your ass sore, thighs and legs all marked up, muscles already hurting.

In the short time of you and him being together, he was never this....eager, much more eager, that is. And he's only beginning. No mistake this time, you could already tell that when he actually begin you'll lose your damn mind--and you're about to.

As when you managed to pry off his face away from your thighs, your palms on his cheek again, looking at him. His hair so disheveled, pupils blown yet his eyes more droopy than usual, while he breathes so deeply and rough from his mouth, all over his face drips of his drool, his sweat and your own.

"My darling." You utter so breathily, a thumb of yours gently gliding on his chin to his lips, smearing the wetness on him there even more. So much for calming him down. If anything, he's getting worse. He's a babbling mess and when he's like that, there's no fight against it.

"Can I eat ya, angel?" He says as he keeps licking your thumb. The man has you gulping and breathing in the same state of his hunger with your awe to his needs. His want. "Please, sweetheart--need to have yer pussy s'bad. Can I, angel?" His eyes darted from your own to your cunt so close to his face.

Your breath and spit caught in your throat--you nod once. "Yeah, baby?" Your damn poor heart so tired from its jumping because of him.

He's already back at it. Kissing your thighs again before slowly pulling down your shorts--leaving you only in your panties, showing how damp your center is. "Fuck." He breathes in a rough groan as he beholds your mess.

"Only for me--"

"Always." Your voice managed to murmur amidst.

His gaze shooting up to you, as deeply. "I love you." He declared once again before he finally goes to his feast.

Never having yourself prepared for it.

Osamu's face buried up against your cunt, inhaling you so deep from his nose to his mouth, little slicks of your arousal he begins to taste, his soaked mouth wetting you more, eyes rolling back to his head. With your fingers immediately grasping on his hair, tightly pulling on it with a loud gasp flying out of you. Ever sensitive you are, and Osamu already so familiar with your body. Feeling how your clit twitches so slightly like a bunny's tail as his lips confines your cunt, his tongue stroking you so slowly, gathering his spit and your juices—before he gulps it eagerly deep.

"You've no idea how good you are for me." He says once he pulls away from you. He's a fucking dog. Heaving for breaths, it'd be no different if his mouth was foaming.

You have no response from that but could only look at him, already overwhelmed from his little start and yet wanting so much more. It goes by unsaid.

Samu's one hand goes to your panty, grasping around in the center and pulled the cloth up tightly, the line slitting through your folds and shows your hair painted of your wetness there. His teeth finding his lip as he does so, your clit and hole fluttering from the small but impactful tease. "Samu..." You whined, almost.

Not minding it, not caring from how you're gripping his hair, "So fucking pretty." He murmurs as he toys with your damn cunt by pulling on your panty continously. You'd gape at him for how almost ridiculous what he was doing if not of you finding it so good to see, let alone feel.

Your calls of his name just slipping out of his ears, continuing what he does. "Look at you." Barely a whisper from him as he let go of your panty, now laying his thumb on your slit to your clit, rubbing it against the wet fabric. You hissed a breath, bearing his not so tease, knowing how he can be just so entranced with what he does. "Fuck." He curses again while he keeps the pad of his digit rubbing hard on your cunt, before eyeing at the string of your slick from your mound to his thumb as he slowly stops.

Finally, your body eases in his hold, already worn out. "Shit--shit." You whisper to yourself, from your weakened state and knowing what was to come next.

You liked him below you as he praises you, yes, but you couldn't deny that were was so much struggle with his found liking for the specific position; having to bear the tiredness off yourself along with so much pleasure to it. Especially by how he was far into it. Your little hole parted open by two of his fingers as his tongue glides in halfway through your walls, while his lips suckles on your folds sloppily. 

Osamu finds himself swimming in the ocean without a care for time, nor of anything, not even of your sounds of ache to come to finally be done, let alone how much you've been trembling in his hold. There's just so much to revel in his love for you through his worship. Such a thing should never be rushed just for the sake of satisfaction. He intends to grasp and freeze this bliss, for you to always have him engraved in the very depths of your being.

With hooded eyes, he looks up at you and sees how much of a mess you are. Still, he only remains the same of his slow but hard pace, only making the knot of your release just boiling as he keeps his tight hold on you, not even letting you move against nor away from him. But, seeing your continously flowing tears and hearing your endless whines, is very much of a reward for him anew. So, "Grind on me."

And that was all that it fucking took for you to finally break. Lost in your tiredness and ache for relief; you do what he said--grind on his damn mouth. Letting yourself use him so desperately, the way he wants you to. Your fingers have never let go of his hair from the start, pulling on it so much repeatedly while you move your hips and have your cunt drag hard on him.

He flows against your rapid waves easily, at last meeting your desperation by his unwavering conviction. No uncharted waters could prevent him from taking up eternity with you.

With enough time, from all he's doing and yours, you finally found yourself dropping to the highest edge of pleasure.

In a sea of one could suffocate—Osamu has never breathed so freely.

No, you could never indeed doubt him.

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⤷ you wanna go out with your friends but osamu has other plans…

⁂ MINORS DNI

warnings; fem! reader, cunnilingus, osamu being a menance

keys, phone, wallet… checked. all set and ready to go, you’re nearly at the door when you turn around on your heels, muttering to yourself “charger…”

now you’re ready, all that’s left is…“bye samu, i’m leaving!”

you nearly bump into him when you turn on the hall while reaching for the door once again.

“jeez samu! you scared me, i thought you were in the shower”.

he’s still in his black assemble of work clothes minus the apron and the cap, and you don’t pay him too much attention as you check yourself on the mirror one last time.

osamu’s stare is fixated on you, the charger dangling from his right hand forgotten in favor of checking your outfit.

“you’re really dolled up”.

“you think so? i wanted something causal”. maybe you still have time to change? oh fuck it, you like it and that’s it.

“i meant it as in you look pretty”.

you smile at him through the mirror and he yanks you by the hips to make you face him.

“do ya’ really have to go?” his question sounds harmless, uninterested even but by the way in which his fingers have begun tracing against your skin and the way his eyes are turning opaque you can see his true intentions.

something stirs inside you and you stretch on your toes to reach for his lips in a slow kiss. his fingers immediately dig into your sides, palms pressing you against his chest as one of his hands wanders to place itself on the back of your neck to deepen the kiss in a way that was you clinging to his broad shoulders for leverage.

“samu” you mumble in a whisper after managing to escape from his assault for just a second, his half lidded stare nearly making you forget what you’re about to say. “i gotta go…”

“mmm?” he breaths against your neck, a wet trail of kisses coming down your neck as his hands begin to wander across your back, pinching and grabbing with hunger as you can’t help to moan against his ministrations.

you can’t cancel this meeting, not again. the last time you tried to get together with your girlfriends osamu did the same thing, and the time before that too.

his lips have reached the cleavage of your top and nimble fingers have begun dancing under the fabric of your bra with a very clear intention. you arch involuntary as he finally frees your boobs from its restraints and eagerly begins sucking on one of your nipples with malicious intent.

your phone beeps from the depths of your forgotten purse and you are certain that it must be your friends on the group chat.

your voice has lost strength but you must try to do the right thing, “samu…”, you trail off, breath choked up on your throat as you watch him get on his knees, fingers easily unzipping your pants and head resting against your stomach as he looks up at you with that hint of lust and adoration that has you melting into him.

“stay”. he nibbles onto the lowest and softest part of your stomach, “stay and i’ll prepare your favorite”, your breath hitches, his nose has begun to press against the damp spot of your panties in a way that has your insides twitching.

“my friends are gonna be so mad, i can’t”.

“we can also watch mulan, or…” his fingers pull the fabric covering your lips to the side, tongue immediately flattening into you as his fingers open yourself for him. he grunts as he dives in, head getting lightheaded as he tastes you, the feeling of your cunt already throbbing and so wet for him making the strain inside his pants even tighter.

your fingers scratch against his scalp, more like a plea instead of an imposition to make him stop. you shouldn’t. he’s begun lapping at your clit. you really shouldn’t.

the next ‘samu’ you exhale feels more like encouragement than resistance.

“my friends are gonna hate me”.

he slurps your juices without a care, face pressing with such vehemence against you that you can’t hear for a second. he breaks apart just slightly, enough for you to see your arousal coating his chin and his eyes piercing through you.

“take them to the restaurant next time, my treat”. he gives you a second to think, but he knows your answer even before you think about it yourself. osamu ducks down once again and you exhale in defeat when two of his fingers begin rubbing into you with perfect rhythm.

maybe you can cancel after all…

#miya osamu x reader #osamu x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu smut #haikyuu scenarios #miya osamu x chubby reader #chubby reader #haikyuu headcanons #.dancing in the moonlight

[jubilee40]

Prison Boyfriend/Penpal Series

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Prompts:

The reader is lonely (desperate) one night and after a couple of glasses of wine she decides to apply to be a prison penpal.

Or

Reader is a part of a good Samaritan organization that helps reform prisoners.

This series will be a combination of my ideas and your requests.

This series will most likely have more smut, dark content, and angst then fluff.

All of the fics will be in a Modern World AU

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION

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ATTACK ON TITAN

EREN YEAGER

LEVI ACKERMAN

REINER BRAUN

BUNGO STRAY DOGS

OSAMU DAZAI

FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY

YUKI FUKUZAWA

JUJUTSU KIASEN

TOJI FUSHIGURO

SATORU GOJO

SUGURU GETOU

RYOMEN SUKUNA

KENTO NANAMI

MY HERO ACADAMIA

KATSUKI BAKUGOU

IZUKU “DEKU” MIDORIYA

KEIGO “Hawks” TAKAMI

TOMURA SHIGARAKI

TOYA “DABI” TODOROKI

KAI “OVERHAUL” CHISAKI

JIN “TWICE” BUBAIGAWARA

TOKYO REVENGERS

MANJIRO “MIKEY” SANO

KEN “DRAKEN” RYUGUJI

NAHOYA “SMILEY” KAWATA

SOUYA “ANGRY” KAWATA

RAN HAITANI

RINDOU HAITANI

HARUCHIYO SANZU

WAKASA IMAUSHI

HAKKAI SHIBA

SHUJI HANMA

#prison boyfriend gojo #prisoner bf toji #aot scenarios #aot x female reader #prison boyfriend/penpal series #demon slayer x reader #aot x reader #bnha x reader #jjk x reader #hq x reader #tokyo rev x reader #bnha bakugou #bnha deku #bnha x chubby reader #levi ackerman x reader #dabi x reader #draken x reader #tokyo revengers bonten #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai osamu x reader #fyodor x reader #hanma shuji x reader #getou suguru x reader #attack on titan reiner #tokyo rev mikey #bnha todoroki #bnha smut #jjk smut #aot smut #bsd x reader

[teacrying]

Soft

I wrote this more as a female reader but a lot of them aren’t strictly that! And this is all about chubby reader because there is a lack of that.

Contains: Iwaizumi Hajime, Matsukawa Issei, Azumane Asahi, Nishinoya Yuu, Sawamura Daichi, Sugawara Koushi, Hinata Shoyo, Ukai Keishin, Tsukishima Akiteru, Yamamoto Taketora, Aone Takanobu, Miya Osamu, Kita Shinsuke, Aran Ojiro, Bokuto Koutaro

Iwaizumi Hajime: He wouldn't mind anything but he tends to be drawn to thicker people. He loves how soft a chubbier partner would be compared to his hard muscular build. He also loves to leave marks and that means more marks on a chubby partner. Bonus points if you are shorter than him. He thinks you'd look angelic in anything and nothing.

Matsukawa Issei: Large boy requires soft, small partner. Thighs with some tummy chub are his weakness. He like's how your body would mold to his hands. He'd be lying to himself if he said he didn’t.

Azumane Asahi: He is a large teddy bear and he would be open to anyone. Though, like Iwaizumi, he loves how their body would feel under him. Nuzzling into the side of their neck is his favorite. Also, he would love to design things specifically for you body type and have you model it.

Nishinoya Yuu: THIS BOY IS ALL ABOUT PRETTY PEOPLE. He isn't picky, he just wants to worship the ground you walk on. If you are taller than him his favorite spot to cuddle into is your chest. Soft and warm on either side of his head/face.

Sawamura Daichi: not a picky one but he does love the squish. He loves the way thigh highs sculpt your thighs and how some of your body squishes out of certain garments. Gifts thigh highs and garter belts just to see how they squeeze the thigh meat you have.

Sugawara Koushi: He loves how his fingers indent in soft flesh. He thinks it's perfect cuddle conditions and will make sure you know you're loved. He may be chaotic and sassy but you are his #1 priority and will make you feel as if you belong.

Hinata shoyo: He doesn't discriminate. Hell, he spent most his life being shit on for his height. He won't let some chub get in the way of his loving on you. Drinks his respect women juice thanks to having a mom and a sister he's close to.

Ukai Keishin: He doesn't care but he is almost always drawn to chubby girls. He'd probably think you are sturdier and loves the feeling of a soft body under his muscled one. He is a kinky bitch and having more flesh to mark is great for him.

Tsukishima Akiteru: He is a kind soul who doesn't care what you look like, the extra squish you would have is just the cherry on top.

Yamamoto Taketora: Another one who would bow down to you. No matter the shape of his partner he would show you he appreciates you every second he can. Gives him something to keep his hands busy if you guys are just watching TV or something.

Aone Takanobu: Another teddy bear. Let him carry you around the house, he'd think it's adorable. Warm and soft is all he is locked onto and he will make sure you know he loves even the chub on you. He loves you for you because he knows that being judge mental towards appearances is not great.

Miya Osamu: He loves a person who can eat. The squish is just an addition he loves. He is another one who feels like the squish is extra padding to manhandle. You would be his designated taste tester. No one is allowed to make fun of you in his presence even if it's just friendly banter, ESPECIALLY HIS TWIN.

Kita Shinsuke: First, I must say, what a king.  He respects women and wouldn't even think about your weight, he might even like some chub. He doesn't understand why but the thought of a plush body next to him or even on him make his brain go 'brrrrrr'. I don't see him having trouble manhandling you before or after high school due to him being a country boy with his rice. 

Ojiro Aran: Again, yet another king. He had years of dealing with the twins' bullshit for years so some extra weight on his partner is not a problem. Show up to a game of his in his jersey paired with thigh-highs you might break him if he sees. Thankfully he only sees after their game, despite how much he loves you and has seen you in less, he almost fainted. Iwaizumi could be heard laughing at him from the hallway.

Bokuto Koutoro: He has stated that he likes women on the chubbier side. He also has two older sister's that have told him it isn't all about looks. He is mvp of repsecting women. He probably would be happy no matter your weight because it's your personality and not your body he's in a relationship with.

#cross posted on wattpad #haikyuu headcanons #chubby reader #teaskies headcanons #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu matsukawa issei #haikyuu iwaizumi hajime #haikyuu asahi azumane #haikyuu nishinoya yuu #haikyuu daichi sawamura #haikyuu sugawara koushi #haikyuu hinata shoyo #haikyuu ukai keishin #haikyuu Tsukishima akiteru #haikyuu Yamamoto taketora #haikyuu aone takanobu #haikyuu miya osamu #haikyuu kita shinsuke #haikyuu aran ojiro #haikyuu bokuto koutaro #haikyuu

[okkotsui]

miya osamu ⇄ fieriness.

synopsis : rich bf!osamu that understands your situations, creating an emotional bond because that is what you always do and one of them is finding out what you are feeling.

tags / warnings : gender–neutral!reader, fluff, a bit of a jealous reader, just literally full of emotional developments with each other.

author’s notes : miya osamu’s love language is all of them, no one can tell me otherwise (there is no favoritism here /s)

osamu always reminds himself to check up on you when he gets home from work or when he is accomplished working at his shop when the day ends whenever you assist him at the store.

it’s not that you are emotionally available, you can’t just identify what you are feeling and are sometimes overwhelmed on any occasion when something happens.

when the two of you got together, he seems the one who doesn’t show emotions but— you thought very wrong, it was the way around. well, you can feel and show emotions but you just cannot comprehend them and osamu, the service dom that he is, helped you at his inordinately best.

it was his goal, to heal your inner child as he knew that you’ve been overlooked as a child, he wants to help you to be whole, with him until you two got married in the future.

it was just another at the shop, it was packed with people until closing time but you couldn’t help but notice— this is not the first time and would be the last time that some customers started to be touchy with him and then attempted to flirt with him that just makes your blood boil and stomach churn.

osamu notices it, without a doubt— like the usual observant man that he is. he know’s what’s up, from your silent treatment to short replies to your conversation, it was obvious just from your body language.

just after the closing, he called you to his office where he was arranging his papers which you obliged to sit down. he looked at you with a softened gaze every time he was questioning how you were feeling.

“baby, what are you feeling?” he started, he sat in front of you, holding your hand softly as you sighed, shrugging your shoulders whilst pouting at him.

“i don’t know, ‘samu. i’m having mixed feelings but i know that i’m jealous...” you whispered the latter and of course, he was right.

“i know baby, saw it earlier, you can‘t hide that from me.” he chuckled, kissing your forehead as he caressed your cheeks tenderly.

“am i too obvious?” you asked, your eyes already weary from helping him around as he hummed, nodding.

“you know that i won’t replace you, ever. there would be no next girlfriend of mine.” you pouted, a little bit convinced by his words.

truth to be told, osamu truly believes that you are his soulmate, the one who will grow old with him, spoil you to death and be together in the afterlife, he was down bad for you the first time he was interested in you.

“don’t look at me like that, baby. you already know how much love i’ve given you ever since, right? it won’t change— ever.”

your brightening eyes and lashes fluttered at desperation from his voice to affirm you as if it is a medicine that is healing your heart purely from everything. he looked at you adoringly as if you were his most precious gem— capturing it with his whole heart. no matter what you say or look, the love in his eyes won’t go away, you will always look beautiful to him.

sad to say, he was wrapped around your finger— so tight that he refused to let go.

he is not that great with words as he believed that they should be shown with actions, not just with words and he did not miss anything when it comes to that.

“i’m sorry if you felt that way, i also hate it when they disrespect our boundaries, i’ll stop them and let them know they’re disdaining our relationship, i hate it.” he sighed, shaking his head to avoid the negative aura around you two.

“it’s not your fault, it’s okay, you don’t have to say or do anything, it’s that customer’s fault” you replied, holding his hand as he indulged it, feeling your hands once him.

“we cannot control the people and things around us, ‘samu, it’s okay.” you gave him a tired sweet smile his heart just beating with glee.

“‘kay baby, let’s go home then?” without any words, he carried you out of nowhere, making you squeal from the sudden action as you just wrapped your arms around his neck to support yourself along with him carrying you bridal style.

he placed you down on the passenger seat of his car gently, setting the seat belt to keep you safe as he quickly talked to his staff about fixing everything from the kitchen.

“do you want anything?” he asked and started driving home to your shared penthouse.

you just shook your head, nearly dozing off with the neck pillow he had given you before he drove on the way home.

“want to sleep and cuddle,” you mumbled which he quickly gave attention to that just made him grin at you.

“okay, we’ll cuddle soon, just sleep there until we arrived.” he was supposed to ask what you wanted— food or things at the moment like your routines when you helped him at his shop, just like a little reward but you are sleepy so he won’t both anymore more to complete your sleep.

and he did what he told you, you both cuddled until the morning just like you wanted. that is just one way to fill your heart with happiness and miya osamu is always there to help you in his way, until the end of the day. every time he does that, your body and heart set out on fire from his love that keeps you warm all the time.

did i also mention that every now and then that a customer would hit him up or flirt with him would just receive a cold stare and announce that he has a significant other? no? now you know.

#haikyuu #hq #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu fic #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu fluff #miya osamu #miya osamu x reader #miya osamu x you #miya osamu x y/n #osamu miya x reader #osamu x reader #osamu x y/n #osamu x you #[ osamu ] — ♡

[cottonlemonade]

Masterlist

art: Studio Ghibli

🌟 Note, all works are x chubby!Reader 🌟

🌷 currently uploading on Mondays/Wednesdays/Fridays 🌷

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Bokuto Koutarou

🫧 How You Met (Falling In Love) word count: 2145, post-time skip

🪭 Well, happy Valentine's... word count: 860, established relationship, post-time skip

🪭 [2.38am] [drabble]

🪭 Pay Attention To Me word count: 819, established relationship, University!AU

🫧 Souvenir [drabble]

🫧 Getting Heavy word count: 519, not quite post-time skip

🫧 When You’re On Your Period [drabble]

🫧 When He Is Jealous [drabble] 🍋

🫧 Distracted [drabble]

🫧 Sneaky [drabble]

🫧 When You’re Being Shipped With Another Player [drabble]

🌱 Scream It From The Rooftops 🍋 word count: 1095

Akaashi Keiji

🫧 How You Met word count: 950, post-time skip

🍡 A Perfect Picture of Innocence word count: 475, established relationship, post-time skip

🫧 When You Nod Off At The Library [drabble]

🫧 Laying Awake [drabble]

🫧 Recon word count: 442, pining

🪭 Recreational Reading [drabble] 🍋

Oikawa Tooru

🌧️ Not Enough word count: 2537

🪭🌧️ If He Could word count: 937, pining, University!AU

🌧️ He Misses You When He Travels [drabble]

🪭 Stuck At The Aiport word count: 1057, established relationship, post-time skip

🌧️ All That Matters word count: 1812, pining, fake dating kinda, University!AU

🌧️ Scattered Belongings word count: 769, implied pining, University!AU

🫧 Studying With Oikawa [drabble]

🌧️ Making Up After A Fight word count: 756, established relationship, post-time skip

🫧 Take Out and Make Out word count: 850, new relationship, University!AU

🫧 Protecting Your Rival 🍋 word count: 1074, rivals to lovers-implied

Kuroo Tetsurou

🪭 Behind Dusty Shelves word count: 450, established relationship, University!AU

🪭 Stuck At The Airport word count: 757, established relationship, post-time skip

🫧 A Chaotic Confession word count: 917, friends to lovers, University!AU

🫧 Sunbeam [drabble]

🫧🍡 Overprepared word count: 947, established relationship, University!AU

🫧 Jealous At Training Camp [drabble] 🍋 [part 2]

🫧 When He Is Jealous (but make it boyfriend) [drabble] 🍋

🫧 Plan B [part 2] word count: 1015, pining, post-time skip

Sawamura Daichi

🪭🌧️ How You Met (and other stuff) word count: 1430, post-time skip

🪭 Actions Have Consequences word count: 729, established relationship, post-time skip

🌱 To Protect word count: 791, pining, not quite time-skip

🌱 Waking Up From A Nightmare [drabble]

Tendou Satori

🫧 Just Crazy Enough word count: 2124, friends to lovers

🪭 After A Long Day [drabble]

🌧️ Just Use Me word count: 649, unrequited love

Iwaizumi Hajime

🪭 POV: you wake up from a naughty dream [drabble] smau, established relationship, aged up

🪭 I Missed You word count: 1340, married, post-time skip

Suna Rintarou

🪭 Keeping Quiet word count: 864, established relationship, post-time skip

🪭 Six And A Half Minutes [part 2] [part 3] word count: 1608, friends to lovers, University!AU

Semi Eita

🪭 Change Of Plans word count: 735, established relationship, University!AU

🍡 Cleaning Day [drabble]

Tsukishima Akiteru

🫧 Confessions After Hours word count: 1124, friends to lovers

Tsukishima Kei

🌧️ 🫧 How To Comfort People by Tsukishima Kei 🍋 word count: 961, rivals to a little less rivals

🫧 He Takes Care Of You [drabble] 🍋

🪭 Camping In A Storm [drabble] 🍋

🫧🪭 Just A Dream 🍋 word count: 806, married, post-time skip

🫧 And Another Thing [drabble]

Kozume Kenma

🫧 How You Met word count: 832, post-time skip

Koganegawa Kanji

🍡 A Clumsy Couple Makes Out word count: 747, new established relationship, University!AU

Kita Shinsuke

🫧 How You Met word count: 927, post-time skip

🪭 Insatiable [drabble]

🫧 Ideal [drabble]

🫧 A Simpler Life [part 2] word count: 1585, slice of life, neighbors to lovers, post-time skip

🌱 Breathe word count: 461, established relationship, post-time skip

Sugawara Koushi

🪭 Sunday Morning With Your Husband [drabble] 🍋

Miya Osamu

🌧️🫧 Archnemesis 🍋 word count: 1066, rivalry, pining, 3rd year twins

🍡🫧 Strawberry Lotion word count: 546, established relationship, aged up

🫧 He Proposes To You word count: 588, established relationship, post-time skip

Miya Atsumu

🫧 How You Met word count: 1062, post-time skip

🫧 That Time I Made My Brother Hide In The Bathroom To Talk To A Girl word count: 876, post-time skip

🫧 All Is Fair In Love And War [drabble] 🍋

🫧 Call Me Baby 🍋 word count: 723, friends to lovers

🫧🪭 Sunday Morning With Your Husband 🍋

Matsukawa Issei

🪭 The Coziness Of Storagerooms 🍋 word count: 882, established relationship, post-time skip

🫧 500 yen [drabble]

🪭 Noisy Neighbors 🍋 word count: 603, married, post-time skip

Ennoshita Chikara

🫧 Period Relief Plan [drabble] 🍋

Hinata Shoyo

🫧 Chicken Soup 🍋

🫧 So Close [drabble]

Kageyama Tobio

🫧 How You Met 🍋 word count: 1288, post-time skip

Various

🫧 When He Realizes You Are The One (Bokuto, Kuroo, Tendou, your fave) [drabble]

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🫧 fluff // 🌱 comfort // 🍡 suggestive // 🪭 spice // 🌧️ angst/hurt // 🍋|☕️ request

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01 The Lemonade Stand (100 follower milestone) [closed]

02 The Lemonade Stand (spring) [closed]

#haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu smut #haikyuu angst #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #chubby reader #haikyuu comfort #haikyuu x curvy reader #haikyuu x plus size reader #oikawa x chubby reader #kuroo x chubby reader #bokuto x chubby reader #akiteru x chubby reader #akaashi x chubby reader #semi x chubby reader #tendou x chubby reader #suna x chubby reader #daichi x chubby reader #iwaizumi x chubby reader #kita x chubby reader #kenma x chubby reader #osamu x chubby reader #matsukawa issei x chubby reader #sugawara x chubby reader #koganegawa x chubby reader #tsukishima x chubby reader

[msneedful-ispleaseful]

Aran's Hands

Dark chocolate and long, Rough and callused, dry in the palm smooth on the outside, each sensation and texture plunged into your hot dripping hole, legs held up to your ears in the passenger seat body slumped sideways back to the door. While your man, the one with his delicious fingers inside you, wouldn't even spare you a measly glance despite your craving for it, for him to notice you and stop being mad over a damn text.

"Araannn baby!" legs shaking heels slipping off yo feet pussy clenching and a third gentle stream of squirt leaving your hole, soaking the seat and his palm bucking and grinding into it, you knew why he was doing it to prove he was the better man Tanaka may be in your DM's with his ignorant ass but aran? he was playing with yo pussy and making your clit beg for attention, they were not the same and you knew that now pink bottom lip poked out eyes watery teeth gritting and whimpers leaving you, body flushed, sweaty, and hot as he forced in another finger into your puffy red entrance your kicking and falling not diswaiding him.

Three fingers deep inside and frothy cum gathering at the base of his knuckles he took the time to push every inch of them in deep, then deeper, and into the depths of your g-spot. you bring your hand down in the hope to push his hand away only to make him swerve the car and scare the hell out of you with a squeak, it was a controlled swerve, one with purpose as if to say 'Do it again and imma crash this bitch' and when he turned his head looking down at your disheveled state, finally, you could tell that's exactly what that meant so you lolled your head back and took like the slut you were for him

#black reader #female reader #smut #x reader #black femininity #aot #fem reader #black girl magic #chubbiness #chubby #aran #samus aran #osamu #suna #atsumu #oikawa #ushijima #h #hq #hq x reader #hq fluff #haikyuu #hq fanart #kageyama tobio #kagehina #bokuaka #bokuto

[miyazas]

What gets better with age? Men. What’s the best type of man? Your rich boss.

Boss!Iwaizumi who’s training college students to become athletic trainers, though he loves everyone in the class, he has a soft spot for you, his sweet little intern. You, who comes to the class everyday 15 minutes early. You, who watches him with big eyes when he tells the class about his time with the Olympic team when everyone else in the program starts to get bored. You, who always emails him late at night because you get nervous asking him questions in person, he’s just so big he practically dwarfs you, who wouldn’t be nervous. He can’t help but send you smiles and winks when he catches you staring at his bulging arms when he's showing off gym equipment to the group or send you small touches when you two are the only ones in the area. Once the internship is over maybe he’ll grow the courage to ask you on a date, teach you a few tips and tricks he’s learned over his many years.

Boss!Osamu who has hired you as his assistant since his last one retired. Who thinks you're absolutely stunning and he’s definitely too old for a pretty thing like you. You were the package deal, beautiful and a hard worker and he never wanted to to feel uncomfortable so he didn't try anything, simply watching from afar. That was until he hears you standing up for him from the nasty teens that came in for food and instead wreaked havoc. How, the salt and pepper hair that covers his body is normal and his chubby stomach doesn’t make him any less hotter than his famous twin brother, in fact he’s ‘hotter.’ So despite his age, few have ever said that and hearing it from you, he blushes. He gets bolder over time, sending you a small smirk, holding the small of your back when you two are the only ones in the kitchen, showing off his strength when he lifts multiple food crates. He can’t help it, he loves the way you blush and bite the insides of your cheeks.

#[❤︎] — thirsts #I was gonna write single dad Atsumu but I couldn’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout Osamu #PUSHING THE CHUBBY OSAMU AGENDA #hq iwaizumi #hq osamu #haikyuu x reader #osamu x reader #osamu x you #osamu x y/n #iwaizumi x you #iwa x reader #iwa x y/n

[strawberrrier]

Let There Be Light | Miya Atsumu

Bliss. Fear. Adrenaline. They know all too well to be frozen in time as the past and what could be rapidly hit them in one strike. A moment of truth whenever in the court.

In the normalcy they're in, an admission of one's heart spoken at last; it hits them all too harsh from the tenderness of it—life passes by so suddenly when we don't look.

"There is a friend of mine. I love him so, even more than romance it's how I feel my love for him, it continues to grow still, endless stems creeps inside me, flowers that blooms so big and colorful, leaves growing everywhere, it's how I feel it. If only I could take out these flowers in me, he'd have countless bouquets. I know of his flaws, of what makes him he, what makes me find him unbearable and yet, I think much of him. But there are parts of him that I have yet to see, and when I do . . . it's myself that I fear, for I know that if fate will bring upon its pain, no stem will break, no flowers will wither, no leaves will fall, I fear it will only continue to grow." loveiiirene, 2021

1.8k words. purely platonic. a shameless self-insert. i hold this too dear to me. inspired by my own, and because i've been seeing atsumu far too lovely these days.

x reader tags are only there solely for engagement reasons :D forgive me for that 🙇🏽‍♀️🫶🏼😁🥹🫂

never too late to have this as for my valentines treat to you guys 💌

a last note, i intentionally limited writing atsumu's thoughts🫂❤️‍🩹

The cold air of January is always comforting; be it the strong breeze from the trees with the bright skies, the snow a beautiful veil despite it's flaws that comes with it—but much more in the nights, the remnants of the holiday still lingering in its wake. It's not fun breathing through your nose as you walk in the cold night with so much struggle, but the beauty of it all could make up for it, one could suppose. What are you even saying anyways?

You were just too thrilled to see your friends again after awhile of being normally busy with the chores of life. Most especially when this set of your friends are mostly an athlete.

Meeting the front of the restaurant you hold dear, it's reminiscing each time. Blurry lights in a photograph, smudged edges. It's home.

It's too much for your heart the second you stepped in the place, that ever familiar noise of theirs, the sight even more. It's been too long but nothing much has changed, it seems. Seeing Osamu and Shinsuke conversing with each other. Then there's Rintarou, Aran, Hinata, Bokuto, Sakusa, and of course--Atsumu.

His noise a music to your heart, making it all more....hurtful.

But a voice pulls you out of it before you could dive deep. A call of your name by Osamu and you immediately beam as he walks out of his counter. "Samu." You muttered so loudly yet soft, nearing to each other and he welcomes your hug always willingly.

"Hi." Osamu greets with a little laugh, taking more of your embrace, letting you fall against him more.

"I've missed you. Too much." You say deeply, face still buried on his neck.

"I know." He says back simply. "It's really been too long." He murmurs, squeezing you once on him before you part from one another a little. Your feet tipped a little to reach him and let your lips pressed a soft kiss on his cheek, making him smile. You barely changed as well. Still as kind and radiating of light, that he knows you always hope to be. Osamu wonders just how much your heart has even grown with the missing presence of his brother. He's anticipating it's gonna be a heavy night for you, and he hopes for his twin will be as well.

It has been too long.

None of them missed the sight of you both reuniting. It takes the Inarizaki boys back to highschool, you being one of their managers that started your bond with them.

With Shinsuke greeting you as well, of course you hug him, too--as the rest of them remains in their table still conversing amongst themselves, with their eyes flying to your direction inevitably, seconds to seconds between that moment.

It's always in the air, wanting to be seen, it has always been, but just there. Too busy to be graced or just.....it's just left there.

But now at last, it's you who's there. You could only hope the same thing wouldn't happen to you. When you've been blessed by a chance. After having long for it so long for you to have the will to accept it.

When you and Shinsuke were done, you finally let your eyes go directly to them, seeing their knowing gazes they don't bother to hide and with their little smiles—and seeing his own; barely smiling.

Your feet almost moved to move towards them and just throw yourself to hug him. But you didn't. Embarrassment crawling in you knowing they all saw through that.

There was a time when you didn't—when you never hesitated to jump in for his embrace. Never a time when you didn't relish each one. A time when he welcomed you with open arms. A time when you both couldn't shut up when together.

And there now you only sit at a distance from them. The toll of your kept strain beginning to loom behind you. It's been too long. Seeing him again had held your heart too much of happiness that it pained it.

Sitting besides Kita and in front of Osamu, a bare shield for the meantime as you wish there's an inevitability of light in the cage you yourself keep in.

Where did the time go?

It could and does happen to anyone, time separating one from another. Once I thought the future with him. I think the world of him still. Not once I thought that it'll be fleeting, to fade away slowly, to hurt me rapidly. I was too deep in each moment when I was with them, there with him.

Blissfully ignorant of the unknown paths that coud lead to an end.

I should have seen it coming, I know, that much I realized. Because before then, beneath in me, I felt an outsider despite I was welcomed.

Walls too rocky to be climbed.

It wasn't a surprise anymore when the distance did part us, few specific and common barriers to have him drift away.

And I was left there, staring at a burning haven, powerless to save it. His absence a raging fire and I then dared try to at least salvage what I can but the water just drowned me.

Memories of what once was too beautiful.

Absence does make the heart grow fonder. Because that's what happened to me. Fonder and fonder as I let my own to linger in the past I allowed myself to delve too deep.

Loneliness. What a foolish tragedy I pierced upon me.

Yet how could I blame myself too much?.

That damn idiot wiped my tears away. He listened to me no matter how many times I needed it. He annoyed me so much.

He was my friend. He'll always be to me.

I hope I am to him still.

It's defeaning to sit here as I take in their noise, waiting for something. Anything.

Never have they heard such silence so loud.

To say that it was disheartening and amusing Osamu would be an understatement.

He supposes it's time again to step in like he did just before, how he always invited you, always wanted you to go.

But of course, you don't. You couldn't. How could you? Yet with time, once enough is enough, we need to pick ourselves up.

Still, even with gathered strength and composure, you could have never been prepared to see him again. Gone in the merest second.

Am I gonna complain and be a bitch about it inside? Absolutely.

But I'm gonna bear it like I always have been.

To sit there so at ease as you catch up with both your friends, your insides wrenching more and more. The alcohol always nothing but an enabler to all our pain.

How much more could you bear before you finally break?

A question that echoes in the minds of them and well....you.

Prayers being heard not longer too soon. There comes the man of the night to go sit besides Shinsuke. You never felt more lonely with him so close to you again. Everything threatens to mute and erase around you, but you forced yourself to hear his words, listen and understand what he's saying. Comprehend that he didn't greet you, nor acknowledge your presence.

Bear it once again as you want to at last break.

"I'm sure it's a very serious matter to you, Atsumu." Shinsuke spoke, the bluntness of the former captain everyone are so fond of almost made you laugh.

"It is serious!" Atsumu remarked, despite not looking, you could see him pouting. How is it still possible you could still feel your heart tugging amidst its never ending of hurt; wishing to see that adorable look that pissed you off so much whenever before.

It's adorable, really. The ever proud setter rambling about his crush, not like there's anything new about it. But he argues that this time his infatuation is more serious than his previous ones, the only problem is he was rejected before he could even make a move to start somewhere.

A time when you were one of the ones he rambled to about his crushes.

"Maybe he just doesn't like you." Osamu said simply to his twin, spite always to spite him.

It's just so familiar. You deem it so a miracle you're with them again, to hear them bicker and all. It takes a lot to keep yourself from tears pooling in your eyes.

Atsumu is in the middle of his yapping to defend himself and still bickering with Osamu. Then you don't miss the second Osamu's eyes darting to Shinsuke, the said man doesn't as well, as a second later he excuses himself to go to the bathroom. You curse quietly to yourself, it seems that the younger twin did his grace now.

You wish to blame it on the alcohol but one could never could, can we?

It's only you when you at last spoke.

"You're so loved, Atsumu." There you go. You might as well see through to it finally and give you whatever peace it could reach you. "You're so loved."

Suddenly it was quiet, your words lingering. He's now looking at you. There's not enough in you to see him right now. Time is moving while everyone is not.

Osamu remains standing there behind his counter with his back now turned around, a gentle yet somehow still having that smugness in his loving smile.

About time his twin finally shut his damn mouth.

So much for not needing memories, to never one to look back and ghost around in the past. They never forget anything. Atsumu never forgets a single remnant, be it so insignificant to him.

Each scene in his mind, you're there. You were always there. Always there for him. You who always called for his attention to listen to the teacher when he's not listening. You who gave the notes to Osamu. You who always gave him a piece of your food. You who always screamed at the top of your lungs in their games. You who never failed to ease Shinsuke's workload because of the volleyball team.

There for them. For him. There for them. For him. There for them.

For him. For him. For him. For him.

And suddenly everyone's mind is reeling of moments of their bonds with one another. It's one of the wonders of sports. You're in one moment and suddenly you're not as you take yourself everywhere. A glimpse of time.

While you're still there. You want to flee. You want to hold him. You want to die. You want to live--you finally look at him. Your chin on your knuckles. After so long, you see him again so clearly, it's unreal after he haunted you many times in your dreams. Those brown eyes of his, his long eyelashes and thick eyebrows, the freckles across from one cheek to the other.

Time remains unmoving as you stare at each other. You don't know what he's thinking, there's so much softness in his gaze, a melancholic awe, a saddened disbelief of realization. Tears fell from your eyes as you blink. "I missed you." Barely a breath of your voice against the crisp silence. "I miss you." You managed to utter.

After saying those words for so many times to everyone and anything but him, after finally finding the will to say it to him.

You just break.

And if you missed a day, there was always the next,

and if you missed a year, it didn’t matter,

the hills weren’t going anywhere,

the thyme and rosemary kept coming back,

the sun kept rising, the bushes kept bearing fruit—

Sunrise, Louise Gluck

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Cant Stop Thinking...

Tw : Noncon, Bullying, Yandere Themes, use the word 'fat', Dark themes, Male masturbations, Dacryphilia, Virginity-take, mentions of blood, force-realtionship, Chubby Reader Fics with no Skintone of Reader mentioned.

Dead Dove Do Not Eat.

💭🥛🍓 cant stop thinking about men who loves to bully you. men who said to his other friends that you're nothing but a bunny who fawnings all over him, saying that you're pathetic and fat. men who acts disgusted around you, when the reality is -- he was more than ready to sacrifice his own friends, if its enough for him just so he can see your chubby cheeks lifted into a smile. men who jerks off the thoughts about you. feeling pathetic with his own self because he should be just pinned you beneath him and fucked you to death! men who really wants to ruin that bright smile of yours. he should be the one who deserve to seeing it, not them!. men who pathetically hiding his jealousy when he sees you talk to your other friends, and showing your bright smile at them. men who cant hold it anymore, as he placed his hands over your mouth just so you cant scream. while his other hands grabbing both of your chubby hands and hold you within it. while his cock pounding your back, shushing your muffled screams and cry, and oh.. if only he can be honest, he must say you looked so pretty with tears rolling down into your cheeks. and he also enjoy the sight of your bloodied pussy. guess he's your first isnt it? men who force you to accept him as your new boyfriend. you dont need anyone else darling, just come to his lap and tell him what you want, he would gave it to you within minutes! although he wont gave you a freedom. besides, he's your first one isnt it? so he should be the one who deserve to claim you as his. its just a matter of time before he finally tried to court you into his wife, i hope you're ready to kiss goodbye at your normal life style because later on, you wont be seeing anyone else besides him, Ever Again.

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`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ The Men that i'm Talking about Are ;

Sasori, TSUKISHIMA KEI, Sasuke, SCARAMOUCHE, Childe, Kyoutani, Kuroo Tetsuro, MIYA TWINS, ALEC, Naoya Zenin, Toji Fushiguro, Sanzu, HAITANI TWINS, Douma, Sanemi, ITOSHI BROTHERS, Sukuna, Eren, Hidan, Simon 'Ghost' Riley, Suna rintaro.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Did i forget anyone? Insert your favs!

I cant believe i just write this -- i am going to hell...

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