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dokifluffs · 4 months
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Burnout | Sugawara Koushi
Pairing: Suga X Reader (gender neutral)
Genre: angsty fluff, college!AU
"x-whyareyoureadingthis-x asked: Mini Request for college!Sugawara: sitting at your desk at home, studying, and just having a small breakdown, like there's so much work and mid-terms are in full swing and you don't know how to keep up and all that. And Suga just comes from the side, gently taking your head and pulling it against his chest, letting you cry a little. I'm sorry, but this scenario has been stuck in my head for a month now. If you don't feel like writing it don't worry. But I had to tell someone about this 😅"
Author's Note: i took this mini request and made it into a full one so :) I can't resist making this but I know it'll end up too long as a "crumb" anyways T^T but more for you all to be fed hehe also I relate to this feeling so much oof
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college
it was the next few years of your life that you always heard would be the "best ones ever" yet here you were
your first ever fall semester and you were miserable
The courses you signed up for were ones you were genuinely interested in based off of what you heard and read about the professor
but now sitting through them, with all their workloads piling up toward the climax of the semester
you sat under your kotatsu and wondered
why were you putting yourself through this?
Were you the only one feeling like this?
Everyone you saw when you looked around anywhere on campus looked like they were handling it well and they were just meeting the expectations of what it meant to be a college student
to become an adult
and here you sat
staring off past your no longer lit computer screen as the leaves fell from your childhood home's backyard
a cool breeze blowing in, through your hair and caressing your cheek but your legs stayed warm under the kotatsu
so why was it just you who couldn't handle it?
you snapped out of your daze, glancing around at all your sprawled-out notes
all the reminders you set around your room of the work you needed to do by when
the reticulate time schedule you created would put you as ahead as you could in terms of work with just maybe a bit of free
only if you were lucky or if your professors had mercy on you and canceled some readings or discussions
your chest felt heavy
your body felt heavy just sitting there on the familiar matted floor of your living room
it was all just so much
everything was just so much
all the material you had to retain
the assignments
the readings
the papers you had to type
and now that things were different from high school
now that things were much more real than in high school, everything was longer
the research you had to do
the articles you had to read
the textbooks you had to read
the prices of everything - tuition, fees, it was all so much
as another cold breeze blew by, your cheek felt even colder
you felt a wet drop on the back of your hand
when did you start crying?
Everything was so manageable in high school
when did high school graduation feel so far away when it was only before this past summer, just a couple of months ago?
when did everything start to feel so heavy?
you took a deep breath, trying not to blink or else you knew your tears would fall
but the tears were blurring your vision
until you saw one sticky note you made weeks ago
it was the schedule of your midterms, three of which were on one day and then the last two were on separate days
you made a list of all the material you had to review
you stared at the note, holding the dulled color little sheet in your fingertips, staring at your own handwriting
when did you start cracking?
A cold gust blew in, forcing the door to open wider
"Y/N~ I brought steamed buns.."
"Koushi.." you broke
his voice died off seeing you in your room, papers floating and being pushed all over the floor around you
you looked like a mess
the bags under your eyes were a lot more present since the last time he saw you just a week ago
the room filled with your stifled sobs as you covered your eyes with the palms of your hands
you could feel how damp they had become
but then you felt the warmth
you moved your hands, your vision blurring but you could feel Koushi
His body was pressed against yours, arms pushing your body into his
as if he was the glue and knew you were falling into pieces
as if he was welding your pieces back together
"I'm here," he spoke, squeezing you a little tighter, his voice saddened seeing you like this
he had a subtle inkling of what was happening to you, seeing the signs but whenever he asked, you would tell him it was just some fatigue a good night's rest couldn't fix
how much he wished he followed his gut
and look at you now
"let it out, Y/N," he caressed your head, brushing his fingers through your hair, holding you close ever so gently
like you were the most precious thing in the world
and to him, you were
you sobbed profusely in his arms
trying your best to tell him everything between gasps and breaths
he nodded, listening, sharing his advice with you
encouraging you
letting you know that he would always be there with you through thick and thin
"You've worked so hard, but you need to rest too," he held your hands, giving them a little squeeze as he looked deep into your eyes
Every time you did try to relax, you felt restless, guilty, like there was more you could've been doing
"you shouldn't feel guilty for taking care of yourself and your health!" he proclaimed
"Now eat a pork bun!" he scrambled, reaching for one from the bag he brought, and stuffing it into your mouth while he scooped up your papers into a neat pile
then finally scooping you into his lap as he pet your head
"we're going to rest today," he smiled at you, pressing a kiss to your temple as you took a bite
"and feed me too," he widened his mouth, waiting to take a bite of the bun
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a/n: very self indulgent thing because life is shit im tired god I need a hug warnings: depression, burnout, suicidal thoughts, suicidal ideation(everyones fine, no one dies), crying, angst genre: angst to hurt/comfort pairing: Sugawara x gn!reader
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you had been barely making your way though the past week. you pushed through conversations and interactions with other people, trying your best to not concern your friends about your mental state. especially not Koushi. he's an ideal boyfriend, perceptive, caring, sweet, generous, sympathetic, and kind. however, lately you've been feeling as if you'd been taking advantage of those characteristics of his, and you felt awful for it.
so you were starting to do "better". journaling instead of venting to him, drawing on your arm or crying in your room instead of crying in his arms. going to your pet instead of going to him. not to say that you didn't spend time with him, you'd go on dates or just hang out with him if he asked, but no time was spent concerning you.
you did what was necessary, even more than what was necessary actually. you planned for the next school year, went to work and did everything that was asked of you, helped your friends and family with their jobs, their problems, and helped them plan their own weeks. you babysat for some friends and family members when asked, and even ran errands for others.
not to mention in your family, you had to be the parent. you had to mediate and calm things down when things when wrong. you had to care for your siblings when something was happening. you had to control and handle the conversation with your parents if anything were to be accomplished.
though you kept yourself busy, nothing ever really stood out to you, each day feeling bland by the end of it. you never knew what day it was, or how much time had passed, time just stopped feeling real. you were getting tired. exhausted even. what went from helping out occasionally turned into giving your own life to be at everyone's beck and call. you rarely had time for yourself, not that you cared. however, everything you had been doing started to catch up with you.
you found yourself laying in bed one... what day was it? Saturday maybe? not that it mattered anymore. you were so tired, so done. you knew you were being used, and you were sick of it, but you didnt know how to put your foot down. you felt like you'd be a terrible friend or person in general if you ever told anyone know. as you started to go in a downward spiral of feeling trapped, a frighteningly satisfying thought popped up in your mind. you could just end it.
no one ever requires anything of a dead person. the more you thought about it, the more you felt as if it was necessary. you didn't even feel sad, no remorse, no fear, just exhaustion. you wanted to be done with this. with life. sighing, you thought to yourself how pitiful you were. you were going to end it over being tired. you cursed yourself. weak, stupid, idiot. how come people can handle more pressure than me? oh well. you wouldn't have to think about it for too long. just keep going, maybe even enjoy yourself until you're gone. you thought you'd give yourself maybe a day or two.
"y/n?" came your boyfriend's voice from the hallway of your apartment. you nearly forgot you had given him your apartment key, so that must have been how he got in.
oh shit.
you cleared your throat. "oh hey babe!"
"I've called your name like seven times now, are you alright?" Koushi frowned as he stepped in your room.
he looked... nice. did he prep himself up for something?
"oh yeah, I'm good, just tired," you forced a smile.
"just tired? darling I sent you text reminders of our date and you didnt even read them." you froze. "our date"?. shit. shit shit shit.
"I'm so sorry," your voice broke, emotions you had kept inside beginning to bubble to the surface.
"it's alright, don't worry about that, i just want to make sure you're okay." Koushi smiled warmly, taking a seat on the edge of your bed.
tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. you completely forgot about your date, therefore didnt bother to get ready, didn't even respond to your boyfriend, but he's concerned for you? shouldn't he be mad?
"love, you look like you're about to cry," his eyes softened. "what's wrong?"
you bit your lip, avoiding eye contact with him. you'd spent all this time making sure you wouldnt bother your boyfriend, yet here you were. you forgot about the date and now you were going to cry in front of him. what a way to fail.
it started with only one tear falling down your cheek, but the next thing you knew, you were sobbing. Koushi's eyes widened. he moved closer to you, holding your face in his hands and wiping your tears away with the pads of his thumbs. his heart shattered at the sight of you so distraught.
"god, what's wrong?" he asked softly.
you desperately looked at him for a moment, before another sob escaped your lips and your face fell into the crook of his neck. Koushi wrapped his arms around your back, pulling you closer. one arm came up to carefully cradle your head. He quietly shushed you, gently almost like a child. he pressed soft, comforting kisses to the side of your head as you continued to sob.
"I'm here now, baby," he whispered, beginning to trace shapes into your back. "I'm here. you can let it out."
it didn't take long for Koushi's comforting mannerisms to have you calmed down to sniffles.
"I'm sorry," you whimpered. "I ruined our date, I'm so sorry."
he pulled away from you for a moment, to place his hands on the sides of your face, making you look at him. "hey. its okay. I don't want you to feel bad about that, alright? I'm not upset. I just want to make sure you're okay." he gently stroked your tear stained cheek with his thumb. "so please, tell me what's wrong."
you took a shaky breath as you tried to collect yourself. "I don't... um. its, a lot." you looked down, tears re-forming in your eyes.
the grey haired man grabbed your chin, saying softly. "it's alright. I want to hear all of it, no matter how long it takes, okay? this is what I'm here for, baby."
his words made all the emotions bubble up again. you were going to end your life soon, but here you were, worrying your boyfriend. tears pooled in your eyes as you made tentative eye contact with the former setter. looking at you, Koushi realized your gaze was so... hopeless? empty? it seemed as if there was so much behind that gaze but also almost nothing at all. he felt a sinking feeling rise in the pit of his stomach. he didn't want to jump to conclusions or freak out over a hunch, but he wanted to make sure you're okay.
"babe. are you..." he trailed off, not sure what to say or how to ask. "are you safe?"
you froze. "what d'you mean?"
Koushi breathed deeply. "I mean are you... you don't plan on doing anything do you?"
cue sobbing session #2. you didn't want it to get to this point. you never did. you barely noticed Koushi carefully scooping you up into his lap, holding you close. he himself nearly wanted to cry, seeing you so hurt, so broken like this without him knowing. he buried his nose in your hair while he traced shapes into your back with his fingers.
"I'm so tired Ko," you said through a hiccup. "I'm tired of being everyone's errand person." you were fumbling with your words but somehow your boyfriend understood you. "I'm tired of being everything for everyone when I can't be enough for myself, I just want to be done. I can't keep this up anymore."
you had put so much effort into keeping up an appearance of being alright and being sure that he wouldn't worry, but here you were a sobbing mess in Koushi's arms.
"baby it sounds like you're burnt out. you've been taking on way too much. I know you're capable and you love helping people, but you gotta look out for yourself too. you can't help everyone if you're only running on fumes," he wiped a few of your tears away with the pads of his thumbs. "you're allowed to rest you know."
"I just... I don't know how to stop, I don't know if I can stop but I can't keep going either." you hiccuped.
"let me help you then. how about we take today to give you a break? and then we can work on some things together, hm?" he offered.
"are you sure it's not a bother?" you asked quietly.
"love. I wanna be here for you. you can always come to me if you're feeling like this or if something happens. if you want space that's great too, but please angel," he paused to look at you. "please tell me if you need anything."
"thank you Koshi."
"anytime, y/n. I love you so much."
"I love you too."
Koushi pressed a soft, loving kiss to the tip of your nose before suggesting, "how about we take a nap, and then we can go to that bubble tea shop you love? after that we'll see what I can help you with."
you nodded.
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a/n: idk how to end this lmao so yeah hope that was good, have a great day lovelies.
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hanaonesflower · 2 years
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California colleges I think Haikyuu characters would go to (without any explanation)
We already know iwa goes to UCI, next;
Oikawa goes to Cal Poly Pomona
Bokuto goes to cal state Fullerton
Ushijima goes to UC San Diego
Konoha goes to UC Santa Cruz
Daichi goes to Cal state Long Beach (this is the most fitting imo)
Kuroo goes to UCLA (duh he’s smart af)
Tendou goes to San Diego state
Terushima goes to UC Riverside
Osamu and Atsumu go to USC
Sakusa would go to Pepperdine
Suga is a cal poly San Luis Obispo attendee purr
Kageyama is a cal state Monterey bay & I will not be debating on this topic any further thanks!
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jhiw0 · 5 months
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⟢ tweets about you ! hq
synopsis: just lovesick boys 🤭
ft. atsumu tanaka noya suna oikawa sugawara kuroo kenma bokuto hinata
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rishiguro · 11 months
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HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU CATCH THEM CHEATING ON YOU
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ft. sakusa; osamu; sugawara; matsukawa; yamaguchi
a/n: i want more angst
warnings: cheating, obviously
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sighing he sat down beside you on the couch, not even frowning when you moved away. “i’m sorry you found out like this,” SAKUSA said curtly. “but not sorry that you’ve done it in the first place, huh?” he clenched his jaw, staring at the clean floor between his naked feet. his silence told you everything you needed to know. he was always aware of what he was doing every time he was with someone, aware of the possible consequences and he never really cared enough to stop. but as he saw you leave him behind, a bag over your shoulder and not even looking back at him, the guilt started to sink in, finally realizing what he had given up on for a couple nights of fun.
OSAMU ran his hand through his hair as he groaned in frustration. “i’m sorry!” he yelled out again, “i don’t know what else you want me to say! tell me and i will, i will do fucking everything okay?” you couldn’t stop yourself from rolling your eyes at him. “maybe you shouldn’t have gone out to fuck someone, did you think about that?” you yelled back angrily. “i know i shouldn’t have! i should’ve just broken up with you, i know! you were never here, i didn’t even know what else to do!” you didn’t say anything after, instead effective ending the conversation by slamming the door behind you. and every night he thought back to this conversation, replaying what he said over and over in his head, he didn’t know why he blamed you for what he did.
SUGAWARA wished he had an answer for you. you, the person he claimed to love the most, only to betray them in the worst way possible. he couldn’t even look you in the eyes as you kept pleading, almost begging for an answer, only wanting to know why he did what he did. after long minutes of you asking over and over with tears welling up in your eyes, he broke, yelling whatever came to his mind. “they were different! just… just different” he turned away as he continued. “they make me feel so wanted, they give me everything i want, no matter what” he could only hear you chuckling sadly. “i gave you everything i had, but that wasn’t enough?”
MATSUKAWA knew that he couldn’t fool you forever, it was only a matter of time until this blew up in his face. you noticed how he suddenly became clingier again, louder, and seemingly happier. you hadn’t expected that it was because of somebody else though. “i didn’t know how to tell you,” was all that he could say with his lips pressed into a thin line, “i still love you it’s just—“ he took a deep breath, turning around, not wanting to see the look on your face. “i’m not in love with you. i don’t want to be with you anymore” he kept telling himself that it was alright, that he did what he had to just to be happy. but after seeing your facial expression, so full of hurt, he wasn’t sure anymore.
you couldn’t stand being in the same room as YAMAGUCHI anymore, constantly telling him to get out and leave you alone, but he wouldn’t listen. instead he trailed behind you like a lost puppy or a duckling behind his mother, fingers itching to hold on to you by the hem of your top like he has done countless times when he got overwhelmed. he kept apologizing, always repeating the same few words over and over, whimpering when you ripped yourself away from him. he didn’t care about what you would say or do to him, telling himself that he would endure everything just to keep you by his side, praying that you would forgive him his one mistake. he swears that this was all that it was, a mistake — but the chats in his phone say differently.
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reblog to take revenge on them
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suashii · 4 months
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꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ 𝒮𝐸𝒳𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝒮𝐸𝒯𝒯𝐸𝑅𝒮 — the setters and their top kinks
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info ⭑ includes: miya atsumu, oikawa toru, akaashi keiji, sugawara koushi, semi eita ノ f!reader, nsfw (minors do not interact) ノ degradation ノ impact play ノ daddy kink ノ dumbification ノ edging ノ body worship ノ praise kink ノ dacryphilia ノ virgin kink ノ corruption kink ノ all characters written 18+.  
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₊˚ପ⊹ ATSUMU + DEGRADATION & IMPACT PLAY
he’d never call you such lewd, dirty names outside the bedroom, but he can’t ignore how each one goes straight to your pussy. his personal favorites are “whore” and “toy”. he never thought he’d find so much pleasure in bullying, humiliating, you. and he’ll never get over the way you tighten and flutter around his cock when his hand makes contact with your clit or ass. your surprised squeals are like music to his ears and the marks he leaves behind are always a pretty reminder of the night’s activities the next day.
“listen to you, whimpering like a whore when i slap your ass. i’m starting to think you like getting spanked. mm, maybe i should give you another one.”
₊˚ପ⊹ OIKAWA + DADDY KINK & DUMBIFICATION
he gets some sort of rush from hearing you call him daddy. maybe it’s the way you peer up at him through your lashes as you do so. or maybe it’s the blatant embarrassment that you try and fail to hide by biting your lip. can you blame him for wanting to see you completely fucked out? you’re just so pretty when your eyes are staring off at nothing, tongue lolling from between those soft lips. he can’t help the sense of pride that swells in his chest when you’re reduced to such a mess, and all because of him.
“you stopped talking, princess. did daddy really fuck you that hard? can’t even think straight while you’re taking this cock, huh?”
₊˚ପ⊹ AKAASHI + EDGING & BODY WORSHIP
his hands wander about your figure as his mouth travels down every inch of your skin, only ever stopping to tell you how gorgeous you are. you deserve the world and he’s set on giving it to you, even if his method seems slightly cruel. by now, he’s an expert at continuously getting you nearly to your climax and pulling you back just before you can reach it. he’s a patient man and is more than willing to spend all night in the bedroom if that means giving you the most earth shattering orgasm you could imagine.
“god, you look so beautiful like this. you want to come? don’t worry, you only have to wait a little longer, angel. i promise it’ll feel good.”
₊˚ପ⊹ SUGAWARA + PRAISE & DACRYPHILIA
you’re such a sweet thing for suga, always doing what you’re told and making the prettiest noises for him. why shouldn’t he let you know how much he adores you—how proud he is of you? the smile that graces your face and the sparkles in your irises at his approval are really all he could ask for. but a little part of him can’t help but get excited whenever he sees tears of pleasure pooling in your eyes, threatening to spill over your lash line. maybe he’s greedy; or maybe he just wants a reward of his own.
“you did so well for me, my good girl. and you look so pretty with tears streaming down your cheeks. should i clean them up for you?”
₊˚ପ⊹ SEMI + VIRGIN KINK & CORRUPTION
he has this unexplainable desire to take you—someone that was once pure and untouched—and make you his own, to ruin you as he pleases. of course, he’d never tell you so; where’s the fun in that? he’s fixed on watching the authentic experience of your first time. he wants to see how your face scrunches up in pain before it turns to pleasure. he wants to hear your breath catch in your throat before you’re moaning in ecstasy as your orgasm hits. he needs to be the one who gives you a taste of what you’ve been missing out on.
“is it everything you thought it would be? yeah? i never pegged you as the type who liked being used. guess i got lucky with you.”
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hihi~ manz here :3 ! thank you for giving this a read! if you enjoyed, please consider reblogging and/or leaving a comment! much love from me to you ❤︎
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strawberrykake · 2 years
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men that would unashamedly wear your very feminine-looking handbag over his shoulder as you browse through clothes in the store.
—IWAIZUMI, Ushijima, Aone, DAICHI, Tanaka, UKAI, Kageyama, Akaashi, MATTSUN, Hanamaki, WASHIO, Sugawara, KITA, Aran, OSAMU, KUROO, KYOUTANI, Oikawa
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kairismess · 4 months
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was thinkinnnn~ kuroo, sugawara, makki(or iwa if you dk how to write makki), and osamu with a twitch streamer girlfriend 😉
his streamer girlfriend. (part 1)
🍥 author's note: this is kind of set during post high school, ig college timeline? just after high school and before the timeskip arc (ㆁωㆁ) !! and y'all live together ~~~
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kuroo tetsurou.
"chibi-chaaaaan, you wearing my jersey again?"
your rooster headed boyfriend walked into your room, clad in nothing but those red shorts you got him last week. you immediately closed your camera, and the chat went wild. of course you were the highlight of your streams, your audience loved you–but they loved seeing your boyfriend more sometimes, especially when he was provoking and teasing you, such as now.
"ooh, what could they be doing rn?"
"SELL ME HIS JERSEY !!!"
"unfair. how could someone so handsome get someone so pretty as u wtf... !"
kuroo chuckled as he saw the flurry of messages by the corner of your screen, with you all flustered as you tried to muster an excuse as to why you were wearing his jersey from high school. "comfortable in it?" he asked you in a husky voice, pressing his hands against the arms of your computer chair, making you squeak out a noise of embarrassment, much to his (and your chat's) delight.
you turned off your camera, but you forgot to take care of your mic; so even if you didn't show your audience how cute you two looked while your boyfriend teased you, they could sure hear how adorable you two acted together–it made everyone jealous at how hot yet cute your dynamic together was.
he loved hearing you try to tell him in such futile little whimpers and mewls as he kissed your neck and caressed your waist that you were busy streaming, that you'd give his jersey back later–but he knew you'd soon forget when later will be. and besides, it'd be more fun to give your audience a show, right? you're liking this anyway, your facial expressions and body language are giving you away.
"mmm... fine, keep the jersey for a bit–but just remember, after this stream... you're all mine for tonight. the jersey looks amazing on you, but you're drop dead gorgeous when you've got nothing...– nevermind, we'll talk later, dearest. your chat's going crazy, better not let them wait, hmm?"
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sugawara koushi.
"love! look at what my students drew for me!"
your eyes widened as sugawara knocked on your door and came in with a wide smile on his face. he didn't realize you were streaming today, he was just so excited to show you what his star students made for him to show their appreciation for him. sugawara always came off as quite motherly, he was always so down-to-earth and sweet–and your audience always loved it whenever sugamama, as they called him, came over and blessed the chat with his wonderful energy.
it was always wholesome whenever you two were on the stream, the chat would always go crazy whenever he'd act all sweet and tender to you.
"where to get gentlemen like these? 😭😭😭 i love sugamama so much !!"
"you two are just SO 💗💗💗"
"ARE YOU TWO GONNA GET MARRIED ONE DAY ...?"
sugawara's face got flushed when he saw that you were streaming right then and there, you didn't need to tell him you were streaming for him to get the point. he chuckled awkwardly and smiled, apologizing softly as you told him it was okay, he wasn't interrupting.
the chat loved seeing sugawara embarrassed, your chat was flooded with your fans losing it over him. you asked sugawara if you both could look at the drawings over the stream, and sugawara agreed. he showed the pictures his students drew for him (keeping the students' identities secret, of course) and you swore you could see his face brighten up a thousand times as he went on and on about his students.
your chat was not opposed to the idea of watching sugawara stream his lectures online, even if he was only training to be a teacher and only taught elementary students, they'd all flock to see content of you two together.
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iwaizumi hajime.
"could you end the stream now and help keep the bed warm now, babe?"
your boyfriend was extremely impatient, he had spent the whole day out at the gym and was exhausted. he couldn't get a kiss from you when he came home because you were busy streaming, and he couldn't eat dinner with you tonight because, again, you were still streaming.
his eyebrows furrowed and his lips formed a pout, his olive green eyes bearing into the back of your head as you felt his need for your love and attention increase by a hundredfold. you told the chat you'd have to leave for a while to tend to your grumpy, overworked boy–but you didn't need to end the stream to give him your attention.
in a flash, iwaizumi picked you up, slung you over his shoulder–and much to your squeals and cries, he gently set you down on the bed and said in a gruff voice, "sleep. you've been at this for hours, and i've been needing you for the whole day. let them watch, just sleep with me, babe."
"DID YOU SEE THOSE BICEPS?"
"oh to be carried by a man like that... (◠‿◕)"
"i demand to be loved like this NOW 💥💥💥"
"and you'd better not be thinking of squirming out of my grasp." he grumbled as he wrapped his big, bulging arm around your waist, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. well... this was gonna be the longest stream you've ever had.
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miya osamu.
"have ya eaten, sweetpea? you've been in front of the computer all day, hon."
you nearly jumped out of your computer chair when osamu came by, with a plateful of your favorite food for dinner. he understood that your job had quite hectic schedules, and he supports you wholeheartedly; though he does wish you won't forget to feed yourself and take a break every now and then.
you tried to whisper to him that you were currently streaming, but he didn't see that as a reason not to eat. "ah, what do i care if you have people watchin' ya right now? it ain't obscene ta eat, if anythin', y'all better tell m'sweet t'eat, set yer clocks to remind 'er ta eat, that way she will." osamu told your audience, with them all agreeing, making him smile down at you as you stared at him, embarrassed that he made your audience remind you to eat.
"you heard him, SET YOUR CLOCKS GUYS"
"DON'T THINK IT'S UNIMPORTANT TO EAT, EAT UP GIRLIE !!!"
"please don't forget to eat for our sake 😭😭😭"
"now, eat up hon." he tells you softly, leaving a kiss on the side of your head, making your audience go crazy over how affectionate and caring your boyfriend was for you.
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3-dsimp · 2 years
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Overstimulation
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(Female reader!)
🔞MDNI🔞
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The Pretty Cryers
“Please, I can’t cum anymore! You just need to let me go—Ahh shit I’m cumming again.”
He whined as his hips stuttered and grinded against your unforgiving heat. Pretty face flushed from overstimulation and exhaustion from you milking him for all he’s worth. Begging for you to stop making him cum, as it started to make his balls sore from how many loads he dumped into your pussy. That still wrapped tightly around his length for more of his seed. Despite it already being filled to the brim.
The Addicted
“Cmon baby girl you can take it, you just need to relax— fuck you’re clinging onto my dick so tightly I don’t think I’ll ever be able to pull out!”
The one who tried to deny you of any orgasms from their cock as punishment but got too pussywhipped and forgot what they were trying to do. Wont even care if he got overstimulated himself, the only thing on his mind is going on a rampage on your poor pussy. Paying no mind to the sheer amount of his baby batter being pushed out by his thick dick. Since he could always give his babygirl even more of his seed to replace what was lost.
The Sneaky
“Shhh don’t you wanna be a good girl for daddy? I just wanna fill you up so you’re all nice and warm since you get cold easily sweetheart.”
You thought you were done for the night as soon as he finally took his fat leaking cock out from your sore cunny. That couldn’t contain the massive load of hot seed rolling down your puffy pussy lips. Being fully distracted by his sweet words of praise and kisses that he littered all over your body for being such a good girl for him. While he pushed his cum back inside your stuffed cunt with the mushroom tip. Failing to notice his revitalized boner as he thrusted back inside your gushy pussy and continued to make an absolute mess out of you.
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shiniren · 2 years
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Manipulative Bsf ___
Best Friend ____ who helps you ‘‘practice’’ kissing and having sex, making it seem like a normal thing that happens between friends.
Warnings: Smut, Fem!Reader, Bimbo!Reader, slight mentions of pregnancy
Word Count: 450
Not proofread, so there’s most likely messy grammar!
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Best friend!___ who fucks you everywhere and anywhere and tells you it’s to ‘’prepare’’ you for when you do the real thing with someone else, though he would never let anyone else fuck you, but you don’t know that, after all, he’s your best friend that’s so thoughtful for helping you with your silly problem!
He would definitely ‘’teach’’ you all the different types of play, he especially loved playing his own little game, seeing the way you look so desperate to try his homemade ice cream, oh if only you knew the truth.
Best friend ___ also loves to see your little pout when you find out you’ve lost another pair of panties, especially the days after when you stop wearing pants for a while just so you didn’t lose any more.
One of Best friend ___ worries is the fact that you have a big mouth, and not in the way he’d want you to. You told too much, and he’s scared you’ll blow the secret -which you don’t even know why it has to be a secret, but ___ tells you if your crush finds out he’ll never like you!-
There was this one time when you said something you weren’t supposed to say, telling your friend about how your panties always disappear in ___’s house, thankfully she wasn’t paying attention so she didn’t hear much.
But Best Friend ___ was still annoyed, he loved you but he couldn’t let it go like that, if he did, you could make another mistake like you did there. So he punished you, edging you over and over again just to not let you release. You were crying, begging for him to let you cum, but he couldn’t let you off so easily, and plus, you looked cute when crying.
Another weird thing about Best Friend ___ is he loved to imagine you pregnant, with a round swollen belly, his child slowly growing in your stomach. It was his dream, and the number of times he’s wanted to cum inside with no condom was over the roof. He hated not being able to fuck you raw, it killed him, but he couldn’t get you pregnant, not yet.
No matter how obsessed he was with you, he’s gotta be honest, you’re absolutely dumb, he’d told you ‘I love you,’ was a normal thing to say between friends and you instantly started saying it to him over and over, and even though he felt happy you were doing so, he had to say you were the dumbest girl he knew.
But you were his dumb girl, and you would be so forever, so to him, it didn’t matter much.
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tootiecakes234 · 5 months
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Men that you can turn your brain off with.
You guys going on a trip 5 hours away, he’s driving the entire way while you relax.
Making plans to go across the country, all you have to do it pack your things. He books the tickets, reservations, and outings. He even gives you his card to go get yourself new things to take on the trip with you.
About to make a big investment together, don’t even worry. All you have to do is be there to the sign your signature.
Having a big date night, he has everything in order for you to go, relax and enjoy yourself.
Unless he’s super busy, he’ll usually always plans out your meals for you. Even if you have to work, he’d order lunch to be delivered to you or pack your lunch before you leave the house.
He gives you the ultimate princess treatment always. You’re just there to grace him with your presence and have a great time.
*I just want to be a cute ditzy gf🤭
* Eijirou Kirishima, Katsuki Bakugo, Nanami Kento, Koshi Sugawara, Daichi Sawamura, Aki Hayakawa, loid Forger, Kakashi Hatake… any of your faves.
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teamatsumu · 5 months
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kinktober 2023 -> day 25
cockwarming - sugawara koushi x reader
word count: 1138
warnings: smut, nsfw, swearing, praise, soft dom!suga, use of pet names
kinktober masterlist
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“Koushi,” you cooed, looking over your boyfriend’s shoulder. He gave a noncommittal hum in response, not looking up from the mess of paper that covered the desk of his home office. You sighed at the lack of attention, feeling a small petulant pout form on your face. He truly was focused, which was bad. You had come into the office with the intention of distracting him.
“How much longer are you going to work?” You asked instead, glancing up at the wall clock which read half past midnight. Your question made Sugawara sigh and shrug his shoulders weakly, running a hand through his usually immaculate hair and messing it up.
“I don’t know sweetheart. I have a lot of papers to grade. And some way overdue scheduling. Tch, you wouldn't think being a primary school teacher meant working through the nights. Yet here we are.”
Despite his tired, slumped posture, his voice was teasing, soothing to your ears. You felt your pout deepen as you leaned closer to him, running a careful hand over his tense shoulders.
“I miss you.” You sounded whiny, but that was fine. Sugawara always responded well to your complaints. He was an attentive and caring lover. If he knew how bad you wanted him right now, there was no way he would refuse you.
“M’ also pretty horny.” You folded yourself lower, lips brushing his ear as you talked, laying a tiny kiss on the shell afterward. You ran your hands forward from his shoulders down his chest, feeling him up through his sweater. You heard his breath hitch, finally looking up until calm brown eyes met yours.
“Baby….” He sounded hesitant. “There’s just- so much work. I don’t think I will be done for hours.”
You hummed a bit, staring carefully at him, eyes running down his face until they stopped at his lips. You licked your own as you thought about kissing him, unable to resist the urge and shifting forward to brush yours softly and sweetly against his. You could feel him stiffen and lean into you instinctively, suppressing the urge to smirk. You heard him sigh as if in resignation.
“Alright, sweetheart. Come here.”
You were giddy as Sugawara pulled you into his lap, both legs on either sides of him and shimmying to get comfortable in his lap. He pushed your tiny sleep shorts aside, fumbling and shuffling until you felt the tip of his bare cock brush over you before sinking into you in one smooth motion. You sighed in relief as he filled you up, finally feeling as if your craving had been satisfied. You moaned slightly and shifted your hips, gripping Suga’s shoulders so you could get ready to start riding him. But before you could, firm hands gripped your hips tight and kept you still.
You stared at him questioningly but he didn’t reply, winding one arm around your waist and pulling you to him so you would rest your head on his shoulder, fit snugly against his torso. Then, he went completely still.
Your eyes widened as you realized what was happening, and you groaned in protest, trying to straighten up. Suga’s grip around your waist tightened, letting out a warning hum. One of his hands wound into the hair on the back of your head, pulling your head up just enough that you would meet his eyes. His gaze was hard, his face blank, and your breath hitched.
He was being serious and stern. You felt yourself clench around him. And from the little twitch of the corner of his mouth, you knew he felt it too.
“You wanted to spend time with me. And you wanted your greedy cunt filled. You’re getting both. Now be a good girl and take them. No protest. Understand?”
You nodded choppily, movement restricted by the hand entangled in your hair. Suga gave you a soft kiss on the forehead, placing your head back in the juncture between his neck and shoulder. You bit your lip when he shifted forward slightly to pick up his pen. Then, all was still.
The sounds of pen scratching on paper was the only thing echoing in your mind as it got more and more hazy. The tick, tick, tick of the wall clock seemed to be an amplified sound, or maybe it was just you, getting more and more hypersensitive as the time passed, focus acutely directed at the stretch of your weeping pussy, feeling how you leaked all over Suga’s cock, juices probably running down his balls and ruining his pants. You would clench involuntarily every time Suga shifted slightly, earning a gentle squeeze at your hips where one of his hands had taken permanent residence. Your eyelids grew heavy as the minutes ticked by, as Suga’s girth remained tucked snugly inside you, continually kept hard by the little shifts and squeezes of fluttering walls.
You felt your whole body relax into your boyfriend slowly, surrounded by his soft warmth and comforting touch. To be connected to him so intimately while he just carried on with mundane work tasks sent a gentle shiver down your body. You let your eyes fall shut, lured into the wonderful feeling of safety that came with being so close to him.
You couldn’t remember how long you two stayed like that, your mind jumbled and fogged at the sensations around you, inside you. Your core felt sore, stretched so good for so long. You only jolted slightly when Suga finally sighed and leaned back, groaning a bit when his cock nudged into your sweet spot. A small, sleepy cry escaped your lips.
“So patient.” Suga praised, careful fingers running over your sides, soothing you. “You did so well, sweetheart.” His voice was butter. “Would you like a reward now?”
He didn’t wait for an answer, hand snaking between your bodies and into your shorts to find your clit, rubbing it in fast, tight circles.
After hours of wonderful stimulation, it took maybe four minutes for him to make you cry and shake on him, twitching and shuddering on his cock as your long awaited orgasm finally ran through your body like sweet release. Suga hummed and praised you through it, fingers moving insistently over your tiny bud until he had milked everything out of you, calling you his good girl, his obedient little whore, his perfect, pretty cocksleeve.
“You’re so perfect, my love. So beautiful. Taking exactly what I give you and not complaining about it. You trust me so much, don’t you? Good little slut. My perfect princess.”
You keened and snuggled closer to him, finally letting the lingering trails of unconsciousness take hold of you, safe in your boyfriend’s arms, knowing he would take care of your body and put you to bed while you were out like a light.
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elizadrafts · 6 months
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how haikyuu boys wake you up
various haikyuu x gn!reader
a/n: this is all for fun please don’t get offended if your fav isn’t included! this took so long to write bc i couldn’t think of anything !! please send requests in my inbox !!!
flickering your lights on and off, it’s barely a quarter-past-nine and the two of you spent the night watching movies until witches hour. the scent of freshly made french toast wafted through the air, slowly bringing you back to consciousness. pushing yourself up to a sitting position, you noticed a mischevious glint in his eyes before he suddenly pushed your door wide open and left the room, leaving the bright lights on too.
SUNA, sakusa, OSAMU, sugawara, kuroo, TERUSHIMA, lev
loudly banging on your door. you two had a reservation for a new breakfast place in town that you’ve been talking about for weeks. he had tried waking you up almost two hours ago with no avail. at this point he’s given up, ready to drag you out of the comfortable bed and get you ready himself.
BOKUTO, hinata, ATSUMU, iwaizumi, NISHINOYA, TANAKA, yaku
gently shaking you awake. he knows how hectic your schedule has been recently. you’ve spent late nights awake finishing projects, so sleep is something you sought out for, and he regretted taking you from that calm haven. he had kept your lights off, prepared to give you as much time as you needed to get up. his shakes were just a reminder of the time so you didn’t spend the whole day in bed, at least come and see the sunlight by taking a nap on the couch.
AKAASHI, oikawa, kenma, KITA!!!, ushijima, yamaguchi
leaves you to sleep and goes about his own day
TSUKISHIMA, kageyama (on accident)
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rishiguro · 8 months
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HAIKYUU CHARACTERS AND HOW THEY BREAK YOUR HEART
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ft. oikawa; sugawara; atsumu; ushijima; kita
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OIKAWA TOORU: makes time for everyone but you
you tried to ignore the sting in your heart, tossing your phone on the mattress. at this point you were setting yourself up for the hurt and yet you couldn’t stop yourself from watching his stories. and he was always out and about, meeting various people — friends, colleagues, family, coworkers, anybody. just not you. you were always left behind, barely seeing your boyfriend, only getting a few texts. you knew he had a lot on his plate but would it kill him to spend some time with you, or just acknowledge your existence? you sighed. surely he was just busy, right?
SUGAWARA KOUSHI: forgets about his promises
“i’m so sorry,” he immediately said as soon as he saw you all dressed up, “i forgot” you pressed your lips into a thin line, nodding slowly. “i figured. i’m going to take a shower” before he could say anything you rushed past your boyfriend, shutting the bathroom door behind you before stepping to the sink, washing your flushed face as the tears started to fall. you shouldn’t even be surprised — and honestly you weren’t really — but you were disappointed. he didn’t mean to forget, at least that’s what you had been telling yourself. but there was only so much you could take and slowly but surely you reached your breaking point.
MIYA ATSUMU: always puts his work before you
you shook your head as you put your phone away, politely asking the waiter for your check. by now you were basically used to the pitiful glances and hushed whispers behind your back, so you skillfully ignored them when leaving the restaurant. with every step you took towards your car, you could feel the cold creeping up on you as your heart grew heavier and heavier. you knew what you were getting yourself into when you decided to get together with him, but it didn’t hurt any less when he stood you up — when practice ran longer than expected, when he decided to get some extra training or when he was too exhausted to even send you a message.
USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI: always confuses you with somebody else
“i got you your favorite” he held up a take out bag with a warm smile on his face. “thank you,” you said with your most convincing smile on your face, which immediately dropped as soon as he left your field of view. as soon as you recognized the logo on the plastic you felt your heart ache. you wanted to give him credit, he was trying, he really was, but you couldn’t help but feel hurt — whatever he got, it was never what he thought it was. his friend’s favorite snacks that you didn’t like, his best friend’s favorite movie that brought back bad memories or his ex partner’s favorite food.
KITA SHINSUKE: uses your insecurities against you
with hurt visible in your eyes, you turned around, quickly making your way into your bedroom. “you can’t just simply walk away when things aren’t going your way—,” you heard him shout behind you before you slammed the door and as soon as you were alone, the tears began to fall. you loved him and you were convinced that he loved you too. he even told you so daily and made you feel like the most important person in your life. and he failed to realize that you weren’t him — he couldn’t see how his bluntness hurt you or how his supposed honesty only broke you. how much more could you take before you completely shattered?
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lunamochii · 8 days
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you're the blue text ; they're the gray/grey text
bokuto, atsumu, osamu, kuroo, oikawa, suna, sugawara, sachiro
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emmyrosee · 2 days
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Suguwara with 8!!!
8 with sugawara… confessions 🥺🫶🏻
He stands in front of your locker for a concerning amount of time, fiddling with the note in his hand as he ponders the pros and cons of confessing to you.
Pro: you’ll say yes.
Con: you’ll say no, laugh at him, dump your milk on his head and walk away with no regard.
Koushi doesn’t know if he should risk it. After all, you have known each other for years, who would he be to ruin such a stable friendship with feeling that may or may not be reciprocated?
“Koushi?” Your voice snaps him back to reality, and he fists his note in his hand sharply. “You’ve been standing in front of my locker for the past five minutes. Everything okay?”
He says nothing. His mouth feels cottony and dry, and when he tried to choke out words, they only come out as squeaks. His brain decides to shove the note at you, his cheeks blazing with nerves and his hands trembling as he holds it. You smile softly and take the folded note from him, unfolding it and flicking your eyes up at him.
“Koushi,” you begin, and he could throw up right now. This is it, the rejection, the heartbreak, the betrayal- “I know.”
You what. “You what?”
You snicker, “I know; Daichi told me.”
Traitor. Koushi sighs and scrubs his face with his hands, “I’m going to kill him.”
“Dont- he saved our friendship,” you say, smiling sweetly. “I thought you didn’t want to be friends anymore, with how you were avoiding me. I was so hurt, until he told me.”
He swallows thickly- you thought he didn’t want to be friends? That’s the last thing he wanted! Especially if it was hurting you, and-
“What’re you doing?”
“Reading the confession.”
“Dont!” He whines, making a mad dash for the letter, which you expertly flick out of his grip. “I didn’t know you knew, it’s so embarrassing!”
“It’s cute!” You giggle, avoiding his grabs. “Gotta kiss me if you want it back.” He tenses up and his cheeks blaze again, and you laugh and ruffle his hair, “I’m kidding. I’d be an asshole to pressure you into kissing me.”
He lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and laughs, letting you pull him into a hug, your arms tossing around his neck. “I feel the same way, Koushi. I accept your confession.”
“You mean it?”
“Yes,” you snicker. “More than you know.”
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