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defensepunk · 10 months

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Get On Your Knees

A D/s bullet fic w/ sub!Miguel O'Hara and maledom!Reader

Minors please DNI with this post!

Content Includes: D/s with sub!Miguel and Dom!Reader. Both are cis men. Includes oral sex (reader receiving), cockwarming (reader receiving), praise/degradation, dumbification, dacryphilia, dick stepping (reader giving), pet play if you squint

Buckle up, y'all. This one gets long.

Your first meeting was a disaster. Miguel had never considered the idea of being a submissive, but you clocked his potential for it as soon as you stepped into the room. Looking back you laugh at how he reacted

Poor boy never stood a chance. He tried so hard to be commanding at first, but there was just something about your tone, the way you carried yourself, that made him desperate for something he didn't have the words for

From then on it was a game of cat and mouse that was obvious to pretty much everyone except Miguel. You would tease him, sure, but as you continued to spend time together you started to use your Dom persona to get him to take care of himself more and more. Your bond with each other deepened

It was a late night at the Spider Society HQ when it happened. Miguel was at his wit's end: tired, frustrated, frazzled. You were the only one who dared go near him. It was a long shot, and it may completely ruin your budding friendship, but you knew Miguel needed something only you could give him

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A gentle hand on his back made him startle, only to minutely relax when he realized it was you. It looked like you had your work cut out for you

"I'm fine. What are you doing here?" came Miguel's response to your unasked question.

"I'm here because you're not fine and you know it." Your hand started to gently caress the tense muscles of his back. He still hadn't looked at you.

"Let me take care of you, Miguel. Please. Let me help." and what the hell was he supposed to say to that when you were all he had been able to think about for weeks?

When Miguel finally turned to look at you, it was like a gentle thaw after a harsh winter. He looked vulnerable. He looked wrecked, and you hadn't even done anything yet

"Please.." came his whispered, almost shameful response. He wasn't even sure what he was asking for at this point, but if it involved your hands on him he would have done anything you said.

The moment your lips pressed to his he fell apart. Small whines and moans escaped through the wet slide of your mouths, and he felt like a starving man

You weren't faring much better. You had fallen completely head over heels for Miguel O'Hara, and all you wanted was to take care of him and make him come undone for you

"Baby, would you get on your knees for me?" You asked him once your kiss had ended, but both of you knew it wasn't really a question; it was an order.

Miguel sank to the floor with a soft groan of relief. He didn't need to think about anything right now. All he needed to do was obey the sound of your voice and the feel of your hands on his skin

You sat down in the chair that Miguel usually frequented, spreading your legs and exposing the prominent bulge of your cock through your pants. Miguel felt himself start to salivate at the thought of your cock inside his mouth, fucking his throat until he lost his voice entirely

"Aw," you mocked sweetly, "you want a taste, puppy?" The nickname had Miguel's cock hard and leaking in his suit, and he found himself spiraling out of control in the best way possible. Frantically, he nodded, mouth opening in a silent plea, and really, how could you refuse that?

The tip of your cock sliding inside of his mouth made both of you groan in blissful satisfaction. Miguel knew already that he was going to be addicted to this: to your taste, the feel of you in his mouth, your hand threading through his hair with a gentle, yet firm grip

"Beautiful boy, fuck, Miguel," your voice was so much deeper when you were getting your cock sucked, and it made Miguel throb in his suit

You used the grip you had on his hair to slide him deeper onto your cock, fist tightening minutely whenever Miguel let out a little noise that vibrated up your spine. And then you simply.. kept him there

Miguel was so confused, cock drunk and hazy. Why wouldn't you let him move? He wanted to be good for you, but he couldn't do that if he couldn't suck you off properly. Him gazing up at you with tears in his eyes and your cock stretching his mouth had to be the most beautiful, arousing image you had ever seen in your life

"Shh, baby," you soothed, "Just want you to stay still for a bit. Can you do that for me? Relax for me for a little bit?" you said with so much affection and implicit authority that Miguel could only moan around your length in his mouth in immediate agreement.

Time became a distant and irrelevant concept for the two of you, Miguel's mind slipping into subspace, tension finally bleeding out of him the way you set out to do in the first place

Eventually Miguel's neediness began to get the better of him and he began to not so subtly work his tongue around your cock, trying to get a reaction out of you

And you may have had near endless self control, but you were only a man, and feeling Miguel O'Hara's tongue trace along the veins in your cock was your final straw

The gentle stroking of Miguel's hair turned into a vice grip, tight enough for fresh tears to spring to his eyes that threatened to fall as you placed a booted foot on his aching cock, still covered by his suit

"C'mon, puppy, didn't you know what would happen if you teased me? Did you realize that dumb little teases like you get their faces fucked?" Your voice was sickeningly sweet, saccharine and degrading and it was everything Miguel needed to hear as his eyes crossed at the feeling of your boot pressing against his leaking dick

Everything was so much, so perfectly overwhelming that Miguel's only coherent thought was more. Moaning obscenely around your cock, he tried his best to convey his contentment at the humiliating position he found himself in

You decided that the time for softness was over. Using both your grip on Miguel's hair and the boot stepping on his cock you fucked his face with no mercy while putting increasing pressure on his cock

Miguel was in heaven. He was openly sobbing and whining around your cock with abandon now, uncaring of how pathetic he must have looked.

"Silly little puppy, just look at you drooling around my cock. Just absolutely fucked dumb; although, it's not like there was a lot of brainpower to get rid of, huh? This is all you've been able to think about since you met me, am I right?"

The words went straight through Miguel, who sobbed and whined through his orgasm, then just whines and little gasps escaped him as you didn't stop, you just kept grinding your boot on his cock and fucking into his throat to the point of pure overstimulation

"'M gonna cum down your throat, alright sweetheart? I want you to swallow all of what I give you like a good little slut" you were moaning yourself; Miguel's mouth felt like heaven around you, and you wanted so bad to keep him like this for as long as you possibly could, possibly forever

A broken, garbled wail escaped from Miguel, tears and saliva and precum covering his face. His thoughts were a mess; he was so fully in subspace, so close to a second orgasm that his vision was fuzzy. He needed your cum down his throat more than he needed air to breathe

Your orgasm shot through you as you slammed deep into Miguel's throat, pumping cum into his waiting, eager mouth. Finally, you removed your boot from his cock, noticing distantly that he had cum again from the sensation of your semen in his throat

As soon as you had caught your breath you started on aftercare. You managed to use your watch to take Miguel back to your home, stripping him down and cleaning him as gently as you could manage

Miguel was completely out of it, fully in subspace, all worries gone from his mind, so he let you manhandle him and secretly enjoyed it as you tucked him into bed with you and maneuvered him into being the little spoon

Eventually he came back to reality, but when he tried to speak even you made a face at how absolutely fucked his voice was. There was no way to hide this from the Spider Society, and the thought sent a shiver up his spine despite how inconvenient he knew it would be

"Worrying already? I guess I didn't do a good enough job then" you teased, not unkindly. Miguel flushed as he remembered his behavior from just an hour prior. You shushed him gently when he opened his mouth to speak

"Save your voice, darling. I already know"

And Miguel found it in himself to snuggle closer into your chest, close his eyes, and let himself be held

#miguel o'hara #spiderverse #miguel o'hara x reader #sub miguel o'hara #male reader #nsft #minors dni #x reader

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gingiesworld · 7 months

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Rough (Kinktober)

Maria Hill x GN! Reader

Warning: Smut. Amab! Reader. Hair pulling. Office sex. Dom reader. Sub Maria.

Taglist: @bababaka @natashaswife4125

18+ MINORS DNI

The journey back to HQ was silent. The team knew that Agent Hill, the agent who was in charge of the mission was not in a good place, especially with it being her mission that turned into a farce.

"Y/L/N, my office. Now." She ordered them once they had reached HQ. Y/N could only follow her as they knew that Agent Hill wasn't a woman to be kept waiting. The moment Y/N had closed the door behind them, Maria started to state every wrong move that Y/N had made, bare in mind they are only a Lvl 5 Agent themselves. "Do you have any idea the rammifications of your actions! You almost jeopardised the whole operation!"

"I." Y/N tried to explain themselves before Maria cut them off.

"You almost got your teammates killed!!" Maria yelled at them. "And now I have a hefty report to write because of your insolence!"

"The agents would have died if I hadn't had stepped out of line!" Y/N finally yelled over her, she just watched them like a hawk as they spoke. "So I did what I deemed right to save my teammates. Ones who can now go home to their families! So do tell me Maria." Y/N stepped closer to her, watching as she backed with every step. "Would you have done same if it were you in my shoes?"

"I would have waited for my orders." She told them, hoping to sound confident.

"If I had done that, we would all be dead." They whispered as they had her pressed against the wall. Her breathing erratic at the closeness between their bodies. "And guess what, I would do it again."

"You shouldn't disobey orders." Maria told them weakly as their hands held her hips firmly as they leaned their face into hers.

"Like I said, I would do it again if it meant saving my team." They bit her earlobe, causing her legs to almost give out. "Now, I am taking what's mine." With that, they kissed her roughly, moaning as their tongue pushed passed her slightly parted lips. Her hands gripped onto their shirt as the kiss deepened and the pleasure started to intensify.

"Fuck." Maria whispered as Y/N sucked and bit her neck before they forced her to her knees. Smirking at the lust in their superior's eyes.

"You are going to put that pretty mouth to good use." Y/N pulled on her hair making her moan, a smirk gracing their lips as she unbuckled their belt and removed their trousers and boxers. "Good girl." Y/N husked as she kissed their tip before taking their length in her mouth, using one of her hands to massage their balls as they tightened their grip in her hair. Maria loved being used roughly, especially by Y/N who practically fucked her face hard. Panting and moaning before they pulled out of her mouth. "Bend over the desk." They ordered her, smirking as she did as they ordered, removing her own clothes as Y/N stood behind her. Moving two fingers through her soaked folds which made her let out a gutteral moan as they penetrated her. Pulling her hair as they railed her from behind.

The cold desk was something that added to her pleasure as she was being used, her hardened nipples scraping against the wood with each movement made. Her face was soon pushed into the desk which she just moaned. Loving the rough love she was recieving before Y/N decided to pull her by her hair until her back was flush against their front as they continued to pound into her dripping cunt.

"I am going to cum inside your puffy cunt and you are going to take it all." They snarled in her ear, all she could do was nod frantically as they went faster and harder. Once the two had came with a loud moan of the other's name, neither had realised that the door was left unlocked.

"I guess I can come back later then." The Black Widow said, shock written all over her face as she never expected to see her best friend become a cum slut.

#maria hill x reader #maria hill imagine #maria hill #cobie smulders x reader #gingie's kinktoberfest #natasha romanoff being a disgusted old prude #maria hill is a cumslut

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meowdarame · 2 years

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sex is the solution!

pairings: satori tendou x fem!reader x shion madarame (afab!reader, she/her pronouns)

synopsis: you foolishly butt in on your boyfriends’ petty argument, and they handle your disrespect the way that they deem best— by fucking you into submission.

warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI! tr and hq crossover; dom!tendou, sub/switch!shion, sub!reader, mmf threesome (with m! x m! and f! x m! interactions), poly relationship, cockwarming, oral (both f! and m! receiving), one slap to the thigh, light degradation, lots of praise, overstimulation (f!receiving), edging (m!receiving), creampie, facials

word count: 2.4k

notes: my submission for snow’s and z’s selfship collab! a little glimpe into the lives of the diontori trio, but written in ‘x reader’ format so y’all can enjoy it too heh. hope you enjoy! reblogs and feedback is super appreciated!

“shion, how many fucking times do i have to tell you to remove your hair from the drain after you shower?!” satori shouts, clutching a soggy piece of toilet paper with something wrapped inside it. he marches up to your other boyfriend, who’s sitting on the opposite end of the couch with his thighs spread wide.

satori opens up the wad of paper, revealing a clump of tangled blonde hair. “this is the second time this week i’ve had to pull your bleach-fried, scarecrow hair out of the damn drain!”

shion scoffs indignantly, ignoring the redhead’s barrage of insults. he doesn’t even look up at the outstretched hand in front of him, continuing to type away on his phone as he replies casually, “it’s not mine.”

“not yours?” from the agitation in satori’s voice, you can tell that he’s quickly losing his patience. “you’re the only person in this household with blonde hair, dumbass. how could it not be yours?”

shion’s eyes flit once to satori’s face before they return to his phone screen. like tendou, he’s losing his patience just as fast. “like i said, not mine. or are you hard of hearing? maybe you should worry less about cleaning the shower drain and spend more time cleaning your fucking ears!” the blonde snickers at his own joke, relishing in the way that tendou’s face burns red and his expression contorts into a scowl.

suddenly, his frown wipes itself clean off of his face, being replaced with a look of amusement. the corners of his lips curl upwards into a twisted grin. “oh, i’m sorry. that’s my bad! i forgot you were bad eyesight. here— let me give you a better look.” satori shoves the sopping piece of toilet paper into the blonde’s face, smearing it all over his cheek and mouth.

shion immediately reels back and wipes his face with the sleeve of his hoodie. through frantic spits, shion screeches, “oh, you’re gonna fucking pay for that, asshole!”

without warning, the blonde lunges for tendou, tackling him and pinning him to the floor. the two wrestle around for a bit, neither of them gaining the upper hand over the other, but they both stop when your annoyed voice breaks through their slurry of frustrated grunts and pained groans.

“if you guys are gonna act like idiots, can you please take it somewhere else? i can’t even watch a show without the two of you being so goddamn annoying.”

both of their heads spin towards you, shooting you fierce glares as you stare back at them in silence. “i’m sorry, sweetheart,” satori starts, lifting himself off of shion’s splayed-out body. “care to repeat that again?”

you gulp as the redhead stalks towards you, the blonde following suit. immediately regretting snapping at them, you pout and mutter under your breath, “you guys are being annoying. i just wanted to watch my show in peace.”

“annoying, huh?” tendou spits back, plopping down next to you onto the couch and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “that’s a little mean, don’t you think, shion?”

“a little mean?” shion responds, sitting on the other side of your body. they’re both so close, their warm breaths fanning your cheeks, and you feel caged in by both of their predatory gazes. “i think it’s fucking rude, if we’re being honest.”

they continue their conversation as if you weren’t there. “right?” tendou chirps back. “we were just playing around, ‘til she had to butt in and insult us!” he presses a languid kiss to your cheek, letting his lips linger against your skin as he continues on, “i think this bad behavior warrants a punishment. what do you think, shion?”

“of course it does,” shion agrees, eagerly nodding his head. in your peripheral vision, you can see a smug smirk settled onto his face. “she needs to learn her lesson— that we don’t tolerate her disrespect.”

satori hums once before his fingers fly to your waist, tugging off your shorts and panties in one swift motion. you squeal at the hasty movement, and tendou quells your squirming by landing a harsh slap to your thigh, making the soft flesh jiggle on impact. “strip, shion,” tendou commands, and the blonde enthusiastically complies.

hooking his arms around your waist, tendou guides you to straddle shion’s lap, and your other boyfriend rubs his fat tip along your folds and around your clit until you’re sufficiently soaked enough to take him fully. once they hear the lewd squelching sounds coming from your pussy, shion digs his nails into your hips and pushes you down onto his cock. you screech at the unanticipated intrusion, but satori drowns out your cries by crashing his lips against yours, kissing you fervently while shion’s hands rock your hips back and forth over his crotch.

“don’t fucking move,” satori chides. “you’re not free from punishment either. have you forgotten that we’re in this mess because you wanted to be lazy and leave your hair in the shower?”

shion groans in dismay but heeds tendou’s request, bringing his movements to a complete stop. tendou lowers himself off of the couch and kneels in between shion’s legs, his face merely a few centimeters from where you and shion are connected. he marvels at the thin ring of your cream that coats shion’s base. “already so close and he just barely put it in, huh? pathetic,” tendou coos sadistically, pressing a chaste kiss to your aching clit. “it’s almost like you wanted us to punish you. is that so, princess?”

“n-no, tori,” you stammer, mind growing hazy with how full you feel. “i didn’t mean to be rude, i just—”

he shuts you up by wrapping his pink lips around your sensitive bud, suckling and swiping it with his expert tongue. a whimper gets caught in your throat, and your palm cradles the back of tendou’s head, holding his face against your cunt as he absolutely devours you.

“fuck,” both you and shion rasp out, and you turn behind you to look at him. his eyelids are heavy and his wet lips are parted, a dribble of his saliva sliding down his chin. he grows drunk off the way that your walls clench around him so tightly— almost as if they’re trying to suck him deeper into you. his hands sneak under your shirt and cup at your tits, his calloused palms kneading your soft mounds. fingers tweaking and tugging at your nipples, his fervid actions force you to throw your head back and moan. since he can’t thrust up into you and fuck you, he’s finding other ways to entertain himself, exploring your body in search of anything that will bring him closer to his orgasm.

shion’s toying is short-lived, however. with a couple more swirls of his thick tongue around your sensitive clit, tendou makes you cum— hard. your pussy clamps down around shion’s length as you cry out, and the blonde relishes in the way that your plush walls flutter around him as you ride out your high. it’s so overwhelming for the both of you; everything feels so hot, so good, and neither of you can hold back the string of expletives that tumble out of your lips.

tendou pulls his face out from between your thighs, a lazy smile plastered across his face. your cum drips down his chin, and you can see the large tent that pokes out through his sweatpants. he makes no effort to hide how much he’s enjoying this— basking in the pleasure of knowing how pliant and obedient he can make you and shion.

“we’re gonna do this again,” satori reveals as he swipes his thumb across his chin and collects your juices. he pops the digit into his mouth and cleans it off, before adding on, “and again, and again, and again— until both of you learn not to talk back to me in my own home.”

“but it’s our house too,” shion pants out, his chest still heaving from his ruined orgasm.

“and for that snide comment, you just added another round to your punishment!” tendou cheers. “now before we continue, does anyone have any other stupid comments or objections to say!”

when you and shion respond in silence, tendou’s smile settles deeper into his cheeks. “good. now let’s see how long it’ll take for the two of you to break your bad habits.”

…

after your nth orgasm, you realized that satori only ever really lies in the bedroom.

his false promises of “sweetheart, just one more! you can take one more, can’t you?” and “shion, baby, hold out for me. you’re doing so good— i promise this is the last one!” were enough to trick you and shion into complying at the time, but in hindsight, you should have seen through his devious lies. tendou is insatiable in bed and has a penchant for all things sweet, and what’s sweeter than hearing yours and shion’s pitiful cries begging him to stop?

“okay, i think you two have learned your lesson,” satori exhales as he leans back onto his haunches. sweat beads down your face as you come down from the intense high, and through the thin fabric of your shirt, you feel shion’s flushed skin pressed against your back. you both sigh in relief, grateful that the past hour of cruel torture has finally come to an end. it’s too good to be true though, and you quickly discover that once satori opens his mouth to speak once more.

“now that we’re done with punishments, let’s move onto rewards— mine, to be exact.” he stands from his seat, pulling off his sweats and briefs and kicking them off of his ankles. he pumps his shaft a few times before placing his reddish tip in front of your lips. “suck,” he orders, and you eagerly take him into your mouth as far as you can, wrapping your hand around the rest of his length where you can’t reach. you bob your head up and down his dick, and gagging sounds rumble from your throat; satori bites his bottom lip to prevent himself from cumming on the spot, and he pulls his cock from your mouth with a pop.

shion’s head rests limply on your shoulder, your boyfriend far too exhausted to even keep his head upright. but it’s his turn now, and tendou taps his cockhead against the blonde’s cheek to let him know. shion slowly lifts his face from the crook of your neck, wearily lolling his tongue out and taking satori’s dick into his mouth. tendou takes mercy on his sorry state and holds up his head with both of his palms, gently bucking his hips into his boyfriend’s mouth. when he’s had his fill, the redhead pulls out of shion’s mouth and delivers one final command. “spit,” to which shion shoots a glob of his saliva onto tendou’s glistening cock.

satori lowers himself back onto the ground, retaking his former position between your thighs. your breath hitches as you watch him press a fleeting kiss to your swollen clit, but he lowers his mouth to shion’s balls.

“i bet you’re so pent up right now that i could just play with your balls and you’d cum, huh?” satori breathes out, nuzzling his cheek against shion’s flexed inner thigh. “why don’t we test my theory?”

tendou takes one of the blonde’s balls into his mouth, using his other hand to cup the one that’s being neglected. his fingers roll and massage his testicles, while his free hand jerks himself off. shion is quickly reduced down to a whimpering mess, burying his face into your shoulder and biting gently. from the soft whines coming from both of your boyfriends’ lips, you know that they’re not going to last very long.

satori’s hand flies upwards and grabs shion’s, which is holding desperately onto your waist. guiding his fingers to your pussy, the redhead nonverbally instructs shion to play with your clit. shion obeys, and he begins rubbing tight circles around the overstimulated nub, making your face wince at the intense stimulation.

tendou feels shion’s balls twitching in his mouth, and he knows that the blonde is close. he can tell that your impending orgasm is also just within your reach, from the way that your hole spasms around your boyfriend’s cock. satori hollows his cheeks and sucks gently as shion spills his seed into your fucked-out cunt, filling you up with a familiar warmth; your pussy milks him dry, contracting around him as he shoots thick strings of his cum into your womb. shion slurs praises into your ear, whispering indiscernible phrases thank you’s as he comes down from his high.

the redhead stands up and chokes out a quick “open your mouths, now!” before his hot cum spurts out of his slit, barely missing yours and shion’s parted lips and splattering all over your cheeks and chins. he throws his head back and groans as he empties himself, a pink tint creeping up his shoulders and neck from the euphoric pleasure overtaking his body. once his high plateaus, his scarlet eyes look down at the two of you, relishing in the mess that he’s made of his significant others.

“wow, my aim is fucking shit,” satori giggles to himself. he walks over to a nearby cabinet and pulls out a box of baby wipes. he grabs a few of the wet towelettes and hands them to the two of you.

“it’s better than mine at least,” shion chuckles as he cleans his face. “remember that one time i accidentally shot my cum straight into both of your eyes?”

“don’t remind me about it,” you quip back playfully. “i can feel my eyes burning from just thinking about it.” tossing the dirtied wipe onto the coffee table, you continue on, “are you both feeling better now, though? you don’t want to rip each other’s throats out anymore, right?”

both of the men eagerly nod their heads. “who knew that using sex to resolve petty arguments would be a great idea!” shion jokes, and the two of you join him in laughter.

catching your breath, you wheeze out, “i mean, it definitely worked, but next time i’d like for the three of us to at least have a civil conversation first.”

satori chimes in, “well, that’s only if shion remembers to take his straw-like hair out of the damn shower drain!”

“satori!”

“what? he started it!”

taglist will be in a separate reblog! thank you for your support!

#haikyuu smut #tokyo rev smut #tendou smut #shion smut #tendou x you #shion x you #🎲.writes #🎲.oneshots #💘— diontori!!

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redrocketpanda · 2 months

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Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "redrocketpanda "?

Hello! Also thank you for the very fun questions, this was great to answer!

I'll do the name first as it's a quicker response. redrocketpanda is a mash up of Red Rocket (as in the red rocket truck stop from Fallout 4) and Red Panda (as in the animal). The story behind those is that I had recently played Fallout 4 (and am a fan of the entire franchise) and have big heart eyes for the Fallout aesthetic, and that although *I* think I would be a lion if I was a non-human animal, some of my close friends + ex partner joke that I'd actually be a red panda (small, tries to be big but isn't scary, red)

I was informed recently (as in last year) that it can also have a different meaning depending on what subcultures you're in but I choose to ignore that bc I didn't know at the time lmao

In terms of the chunkier part of the question - top 10 favourite fics ever - I will admit that I've never read much fic outside of smut for Reasons (as such my list will be quite heavy on smut and kink so heads up for that). I would def like to read more but tend to write more than I read.

Out of the small number that I have read the ones that have always stayed with me/that I love are:

The Shoebox Project - HP The, now very old, Marauders fic that I am still in love with over 10 years after I read it

Summer Rain by Moo - HQ My beloved. DaiSuga fic complete with an incredible character roster, on brand Moo sillyness, and hard hitting real ass shit. Summer Rain is what made me fall in love with several HQ characters, and bestows upon us one of the hottest Tanaka/Ennoshita pairings ever

Rewards Program by surveycorpsjean - HQ Really silly, really hot Bokuto/Kuroo/Akaashi smutty one shot inspired by a walmart game

Kiss Me (Like You Wanna Be Loved) by kazzydolyn - HQ BokuAka roomies with benefits fic with lots of fluff, feelings, smut and some light bdsm. Genuinely a really lovely series

to be first, to be best by kittebasu - HQ INCREDIBLE longgggggg IwaOi one-shot. Super well written, fantastic characterisation, and A+ IwaOi content

Terminal Curiosity by favspacetwink and moonlumie - HQ Really hot, well written SakuAtsu BDSM series where Sakusa (reluctantly) introduces Atsumu to BDSM. A+ Sakusa characterisation

Things Happen (That's All They Ever Do) by myfriendgoo - BNHA 2 part KRBK weight gain series where retired hero Kirishima is reunited with pro hero Bakugou after a 4 year separation

The Big Leagues by chubbinlovin - BNHA Weight gain one shot w/ pro hero KRBK where the boys go a little OTT w/ their bulking regime. Super hot Dom! KR and Sub! BK (sub BK my beloved)

Going Soft by chubbinlovin - BNHA Another weight gain one but this is legit one of my biggest fave fics ever. I normally don't like reader fics but this is SO well executed and also is the best characterisation of Bakugou I've ever encountered. Honestly, top fucking tier material.

The Whole of the Moon by ietjesiobhan - HQ Really tender, beautiful angst of the KuroKen soulmates AU variety. Genuinely think about it quite a lot

#honestly I don't read much fic but I do think about the ones I have read A LOT #maybe 2024 is the year that I read more fic? maybe it will also help reunited me with my old love - writing #fic recs

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princehoneytea · 1 year

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i can finally tell the (almost) full team wish AU storyline since it was revealed in my campaign but i have no idea how to present all that info in a single post. im gonna have to make a sub-page on my website or something theres so much Lore and Other Peoples OCs i need a bit to get that somehow-presentable but heres a quick tldr

( cw: violence, death, toxic relationships )

btw i am cringe but i am free

tldr: emmet managed to capture jirachi for the purpose of wishing for ingo’s return, forcibly waking it from its slumber and pissing it off really bad. therefore it took an innocent comment of his while he was rambling to it and interpreted that as his wish, which locked himself and all of his depot agents in forced immortality for the past ~1000-ish years. oops

after this they all remain in their original timeline for approximately a century as they capture exceedingly rare/legendary pokemon (its not that hard when you have Forever and cant die, not to mention are an elite battle facility trainer) and team wish is conceived to fulfill the conditions of their “curse” and that’s when they take on their codenames, and emmet’s is COMET

comet carves Team Wish HQ into existence in a place between time and space using his pokemon. team wish hq is essentially a living organism that is identical to gear station, but it and everything within it is bleached white. from the platforms, the tunnels sprawl out forever and grow out like the roots of a tree - theyre fleshy (yes its gross!) and lead to different timelines they can venture to, which is how they get around

team wish is able to teleport individually (NOT between timelines) because comet caught the agent who is secretly a hoopa, hasan, in a pokeball and instructed him to capture his alternate selves and take their rings to provide to each agent - which he had no choice but to do

> ( art via ronny )

MAJOR EVENTS DURING THIS TIME (thus revealed): - the youngest agent, dit, and her caretaker scout - both ditto, of course - make a major mistake in which scout teaches them intangibility for protection. at the tail end of the century spent in their original timeline, dit loses control over this ability and ceases to exist. scout loses himself and has not been seen by other wish agents since then, presumably staying in hiding since his loss.

> ( art via thog )

- an incident incited by comet occurs in which agent lacerta is fused with her krookodile, creating the beast GEMINI whom is kept locked up in the catacombs - comet becomes close to administrator perihelion, whom is his best friend and only real confidant in the world due to his ability to see comet as a person - comet’s cousin, sagittarius, who had been in charge of keeping the agents in line, snaps around cycle 500 after the loss of his SO lacerta. he (temporarily) kills a large portion of agents and is consequently locked up in chains for a century before being let out and receiving technological implants both to empower him and keep him under administrator control

> ( art via delta )

- comet loses himself in despair around cycle 650, relentless optimism finally giving in, and becomes an uncontrollable force of nihilism and violence. he stops attempting to control his agents’ own violent tendencies and develops the Unfortunate Hobby of hunting cycle emmets for catharsis, projecting onto them A Bit Too Hard and believing them to be useless parasites clinging to ingo

> ( art via me lol )

- on one particular encounter, he was attacked from behind by ingo’s chandelure when he came to protect emmet, and comet was severely injured - enraged and hopelessly betrayed by ingo’s (rightful) behavior, comet ended up killing them both; an action which he still regrets. as he attempted to leave, he was killed by depot agent furze (shai), who witnessed the aftermath

> ( art via ena )

- after this event, horrified by his actions, comet has mellowed out considerably, sinking further into despair and edging away from the pointless violence. he, of course, cannot take back any of his cruel actions in past cycles, and now believes himself incapable of improvement (”i am bad, that is my nature, i cannot take anything back with just apologies” sort of thing) and thus does not truly attempt to improve (this is his major flaw tbqh) (he’s sort of like you know the ‘nothing in life matters’ pic with the sunglasses now? yeah thats about right) - throughout this entire time his relationship with his significant other pardalis (previously known as atticus, NOT the one from team star lol) gets increasingly worse on both of their behalves, with pardalis callously damaging him emotionally & comet refusing to accept pardalis as an individual; instead projecting this vision of “his atticus” onto a man who is no longer that person

> ( left to right: comet, sagittarius, pardalis; art via cloud )

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to get into actual events of the rp. this cycle is number 1522. to keep it as brief as possible: it is significant because, firstly, they are interacting with this cycle’s depot agents (their other selves) much more often than usual. they keep being stuck together by unexpected events and many have developed emotional attachments. secondly, they have a lead on jirachi, not yet revealed. thirdly, comet is rather fond of them - especially shai - and has been shirking his responsibilities to “play house” with them.

in the most recent event, team wish’s secrets were revealed by dreams projected to both depot agents and team wish agents, caused by scout - the ditto who disappeared 900 years prior. comet is enraged like he hasn’t been in centuries and is terrifying team wish and depot agents alike with his wrath.

> ( my art lol )

pardalis, no longer willing to participate in the endless cycle of failure, defects from team wish - along with cetus and chamaeleon; as well as a few others who have yet to officially defect. the rest of team wish is operating on orders to locate and destroy scout while comet falls to pieces, no longer in control of his own actions, motivated solely by the fear of being left all alone and disregarding all consequences - he is a man who has nothing left to lose.

> ( art via delta )

..............anyway that’s the tldr. this is much longer than i meant it to be. haha team wish :) my rp is closed but im always completely ok with ppl making their own depot agents/wish agents for this au! anyway goodnight.

#prince talks #team wish

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70s Blue Eyed Soul Video Dance Party

This playlist was partly inspired by th passing of Bobby Caldwell, my 1970s NYC taxi cab rides at 5 years old memories and, as always, my deep need to get this body movin.

I think the best way to approach this list is chronologically so here goes:

1970 Tom Jones - Vehicle

What a way to start the decade and if you don't think that Tom Jones isnt the King of Blue Eyed Soul, then you're probably an Elvis fan. Well ok maybe technically he was King of 60s Blue Eyed Soul? Anyway we can all agree this gem had that killer early 70s blackspliotation soundtrack vibe that defined that era.

Tom Jones sings "Vehicle" - Live 1970 - YouTube

1970 Dusty Springfeild Spooky

Everyone knows the soulful ditty about the son of a preacher man but Dusty started the decade with this lovely cover of Classics IV's "Spooky". Maybe its my latent goth tendencies, but I adore this take. I usually don't love covers unless theyre as good or even better than the original and this one hits it hard and ohh sooo SPOOOKY!!

ps -YOU CAN TOO DANCE TO THIS!!

Dusty Springfield - Spooky - YouTube

1976 Bee-Gees You Should Be Dancin

Moving into the heart of the 70s is this funky disco pop crossover by a group of Brits that defined an entire sub-culture with their catchy falsetto harmonies and butt shaking basslines. Yes, you should be dancing!

bee gees you should be dancing 1976 hq audio - YouTube

1977 Player - Baby Come Back

This is quite the sexy laid back tempo song it professes to be.

Player - Baby Come Back - YouTube

1978 Bobby Caldwell - What You Would Do For Love

Word on the street back in the day was that this guy was white and nobody knew it till he went on tour as they only played this song on the R&B radio stations and all the promo pics were of a black silhouette. After the initial shock wore off we all decided we liked the song enough to accept him. LOL also as the kiddos now say, "it slaps!"

Bobby Caldwell - What You Won't Do for Love - YouTube

1979 Doobie Brothers - What a Fool Believes

Between Micheal's sultry vocals and the punch of that 3 part harmony during the chorus, Im just melting into those frequencies!

The Doobie Brothers - What A Fool Believes (Official Music Video) - YouTube

1979/80 Tina Marie - Behind The Groove

Although she hit her biggest stride in the 80's there's no denying the funk-soul-blues that comes off this woman's bass and vocals. Yes, this song did officially come out in the 80s but its disco vibe is undeniably still living in the 70s and I would bet REAL MONEY it was written in 79. This was about the time when disco, R&B, and funk started to crossover into new wave territory and Tina was in the middle of it all. A great way to end the decade and this list!

Teena Marie tribute (1956-2010 ) - Behind the Groove - YouTube

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Hi, sorry for bothering you! I was wondering where do you take the footage for your Who Rules the World and Her Royal Highness gifsets? I also want to make some gifs of these awesome dramas but the footage I find is either low quality or covered with annoying watermarks that don't allow me to crop gifs the way I want. Can you pls share the source? Thanks in advance :)

Hello there friend! It's no bother at alll ❤❤❤❤. I understand the struggle!!! Especially with watermarks and hardsubs 😭😭😭😭. Most of time i actually use the official site or chinese websites and can work around them. For Who Rules the World in particular i use Mkvdrama quite a bit tho. That's your best bet for Hq + no hard subs.

Now for Her Royal Highness... that's youtube 😂😂😂😂😂. The quality was really not that good. My sharpening/coloring i guess made them look better cause like nawwwwww it was not hq at all and had that huge watermark 😅😅

I do suggest friend if you really wanna gif something especially lowbudget cdramas, don't worry too much about that stuff if YOU like it. I know high quality and nicely cropped is like bestesttt thingggg but sometimes it's just not possible for everything/everyone. So if you really wanna share something and you're happy with what you made that's enough. 💖💖💖💖😘😘😘😘

#i hope i helped you some friend #i got no secrets lololol im struggling with youuuuu #so many things i wanna gif i just gotta figure out how to crop #and blur out subs #😂😂😂😂#*no anons only friends

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title: babysitting || Kei Tsukishima x MILF!Reader a/n: had this horny thot at the gym <3 word count: 6.7k+ tags: dark content, age gap (18 yr old Tsuki w/ mid 30s reader), no dom/sub dynamics, pervish Tsukishima, non con/accidental voyeurism, masturbation (female & male separate), oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, pining, porn with minor plot, smut w/fluffy ending, edited ish character(s): Kei Tsukishima (hq) synopsis: Third year Kei wanted a cushion of cash when he started college in the fall. But third year Kei really hated the idea of getting a mind numbing job he'd hate every second of. So when Takeda mentions a staff member has a kid needing babysat, well, third year Kei thought how hard could that be. Leading to the graduate doing more than watching a stressed mom's kiddo.

"There's everything for dinner in the fridge. Um, emergency numbers on the counter. Bed by eight and honestly you can do anything else after he goes to sleep. And I'll try to be home quickly. Again, I'm so sorry to be asking this but thank you. I don't know what I'd do without your help."

For the ¥1500 an hour Kei got for feeding dinner to a quiet kid and then putting said quiet kid to bed. It was the best of both worlds for the fresh high school graduate. He'd prepared for the worst when agreeing to watch a kid for Takeda-senpai's coworker after graduation. Lucked out on a sweet boy who seemed to like him more than any of his teammates did. And a working mom who was all but accommodating to him. Kei agreed every time you'd asked if he could babysit.

Leading to Kei being more than comfortable coming to your house anytime you asked. He genuinely kind of liked it. The quiet time. Someone other than Yamaguchi following him around. And a place his mother or older brother wouldn't bother him if all he choose to do was sit and stare at his phone. Your babysitting gig was his own little paradise. One that he got paid by a pretty lady for.

House to himself most of the time, Kei still kept his nose out of most people's business. Yours included. Prying wasn't his mentality with adult affairs. Even if when he reflected on it he was indeed an adult now. Still he didn't try to think much of it after a few weeks of not seeing any family photos in the home. It bugged him though. You were kind, spoke intelligently and smiled a lot. Be it all but enjoyable every time he got to talk to you or you baked him something special as a thank you on top of what you paid him. It made him wonder what happened to the other half of your household. If there ever was one. Not once did he dare ask though. But what little snooping Kei did in the house only turned up nothing.

For some reason this bugged him. Unsure why it did. Were you a widow? Had something tragic happened? Did this sweet kid ever have a second parent to speak of? Each passing weekend Kei got noisier. Perhaps he could help around the house a little more if he knew exactly what it was that kept you as a single woman. After all he was being paid ¥1500 hourly for a job he really didn't have to do anything about. Thoughts like these engulfed him more evenings than not when he was supposed to be babysitting.

Standing in the doorway just out of sight, the adolescent boy let his presence be known with a soft voice, "Tsukishima-san what are you doing?"

Startled a little Kei inadvertently tucked his phone against his leg even though there was no way the kid could see what he was looking at, "Oh- Do you need something? And I told you, Tsukki was fine."

This was the first time the boy hadn't stayed asleep after he was tucked in for the night. Kei was a little surprised and unsure what to do. Though he didn't look distraught. Still he worried he'd get in trouble if you got home and your son wasn't asleep.

Seeming fine he shook his head and rubbed at his eyes clearly tired, "No...I was just wondering when mommy would get home."

Kei sighed with relief. Missing you wasn't too bad he couldn't handle it. He closed his phone so your social media profile wouldn't be glaringly obvious if the kid saw his phone. Getting up to come kneel before his mini friend Kei offered a small smile for comfort, "Same time she does every Saturday night. Your mom will probably be home in about an hour and a half and she won't be very happy with either of us if you're still awake."

Quiet for a second, he then nodded, "Yeah, you're right Tsukki-san. I just wanted to be awake when she was sad again."

"Sad?" This confused him for a second. Kei hadn't seen you without a smile since he first met you. Though he wasn't privy to your personal life, he still felt a little like if you were upset with something he did then any good employer would have told him. Against his morals Kei stopped for a second before asking a little more, "Do you...know why she was sad?"

No surprise his little charge had no insight, "I don't know, I just heard mommy crying the other night after you left. But she stopped I think."

After he left? So it was something he did perhaps? Kei looked at the kid in front of him. Thought of a bunch of questions that he could perhaps ask the kid to try and get more information out of. But as he rubbed his eyes and yawned. Kei knew the poor thing should have been in bed. Not grilled for a million questions he had about the family dynamics. Or you for that matter.

"How about we get you back to bed, and if you mom seems sad when she gets home, well, then I'll take care of it? Does that sound ok?" Kei offered in an attempt to get him back into bed sooner than later.

Clearly weighing the offer. A smart kid, Kei couldn't help but smile at the coy little sucker deciding if his offer was enough. He was at least glad when he agreed that it was acceptable terms. Back to bed in exchange for Kei helping his mom if anything was wrong when you got off work.

Back in bed and sound asleep just as easy as the first time. He was thankful when it still looked like there would be an hour before you got home. Shrinking his duties by letting one kid stay up made Kei feel like he didn't deserve the pay if he couldn't do such a simple thing. But also it gave him a chance to pop up on his phone once more what he was looking at.

A few days ago Kei had been gutsy enough to search high and low for your social media account. Even more guts before he finally sent you a follow request. Arguing with himself that well if his cell service was faulty then he could get a message through to you via social media. Luckily not once had you mentioned it. And only accepted his request without a second thought.

Giving the nosey man a chance to snoop through every post you ever had. Perhaps in an attempt to learn more about the smiling coworker Takeda-senpai introduced him too. Or as Kei scrolled further down your feed he was realizing how his eyes drifted to other places than just your smile. Lost in the scrolling and staring trap, when the door unlatched in the front of the house Kei nearly dropped his phone.

Hasty to clear his recent apps as though he was guilty. Nothing seemed out of place to him when he looked up at you from the couch. Like every time you came in he was greeted with a smile even if it was nearing nine thirty.

"I'm so sorry Tsukishima-kun," You looked more than frazzled even with a smile on your face, "I'm late. I hope things weren't too much of a hassle."

Kei stood up from the couch as you came in. A healthy bit taller than you but what else was to be expected of a volleyball player. He shifted his weight awkwardly on his feet trying to clear the fog of the last hour of staring at photos of you on his phone, "Things were smooth. He was excited for dinner and went to bed fairly easy. It was nothing don't worry L/N-san."

"Y/N," You smile as you put your things away with the blond man watching you, "My son adores you and you have a key to the place, you can just call me Y/N."

Mentally noted Kei had said your first name a million times in his head but not once thought about how it might sound coming off his tongue. Still though he watched with a dull expression as you settled back in your space, "Um, I was wondering-" He stopped when you looked up at him from your purse, "-do you need help with anything else? Cleaning, I can kind of cook if you don't want to prep meals. Um- Anything?"

"Oh?" You were surprised by the offer, "Do you need more cash? I can just give you a little more if that's what you need so you don't have to do more or stay later."

"I can stay later." Kei popped off right away.

"I'm sure you're family would like to-"

"My brother's home on summer break. My mom has plenty of help when he's home."

Your smile returned and Kei couldn't help the slight tightness in his chest when it was directed at him, "Your mom's lucky to have two sweet boys to help her." Awkwardly taking the compliment Kei didn't really have the right words to retort but was comforted when you spoke up again, "If you really don't mind helping though, I'll give you an extra two hours pay if you wouldn't mind helping prep some things for tomorrow morning. It was...a long day."

Without hesitation Kei agreed. Not even concerned what it was you might ask for help with. Second guessing himself that it might not be something he could do. Kei was relieved when you really only asked for him to wash and peel a bunch of vegetables so they were prepped for the following morning. Ones for a stew you'd made a few times before that he had to admit was one of your favorite dishes. Diligently Kei went about washing them when he noticed you were going to roll up your sleeves and help.

"I can get these done." He had no idea why he was offering something so mundane, "I prep for my mother all the time."

"Are you sure?" Clear on your face you weren't use to such an offer.

Kei nodded, "They're just vegetables."

"Thank you." You sighed with a little bow, "Thank you so much. If you don't mind, I need to shower. Your pay is on my wallet when you finish. I really appreciate it."

He nodded once more. Feeling an oddity for the praise as the tips of his ears heated up. Kei knew you had a second job as a server which he did not envy. But nice things too nice amounts of money so he didn't fault you for wanting to wash up after a second day. He obliged and said he'd get things cleaned up before he left. Once more feeling the tightness in his chest when nothing but praise left your lips and that big smile.

Certainly not two hours worth of more work. Kei finished washing and placing things back before it seemed you were even out of the washroom. Fine with him, he still couldn't take the extra ¥1500 so he figured he'd take that out of whatever you left him on your belongings.

Fairly use to your places layout, he knew your purse should be on the table as you walk in. To his surprise though he didn't see it. Actually he didn't see your shoes either. You must have accidentally brought them into the bedroom with you. Which meant that was probably where your purse and his pay was.

A room he'd been in before Kei weighed just waiting to get his compensation. Though a thorn in his side as he had planned to pick a few things up tomorrow. Just going in and snagging the money and he'd be out in no time.

Careful not to make a noise he saw your purse exactly where he'd suspected you'd leave it. On the corner of the bed with your shoes and other things. Among them were the dirty clothes clearly peeled off of you set neatly on the bed. Not one to dig through laundry Kei took a steady breath and just told himself you'd probably pick them up later after your bath so he shouldn't even look at them.

Looking wasn't the problem. What he heard was something entirely different.

Something of a muffled gasp. Kei didn't even take his payment without jumping a little at the sound. Head whipping around to the noise. When it came again before he registered the first one. He felt his entire body go flush.

"S-Shit-"

A moan. Your moan.

Kei suddenly felt his heart in his throat. And an unfamiliar twinge below. All but frozen he stood there before he realized the door was partially open. Not really open, a crack perhaps. Enough so that a pool of light came out and if he stepped closer he could...

No! He needed to respect your boundaries and pretend he heard nothing. Nothing of the lewd noise coming from the bathroom. Knowing that your face would be painted in a different expression than just a smile. Perhaps on in the throws of pleasure. Something he'd thought about but didn't entertain the idea. Kei felt his mind picking up speed just as his heartbeat did.

He should leave. He should turn around and leave. He should leave and act like this didn't happen. He shouldn't be edging closer to the door. He shouldn't be holding his breath as he leaned into the sliver of light just to see the cause of your noises.

He shouldn't. But he did.

Immediately he felt his cock twitch in his pants. The sight of you. Legs spread on either side of the soaking tub. Shower head clearly not in it's holder. Kei felt his heart racing as both your hands were under the water as well as the shower head. A clear beautiful picture of what was happening.

"F-Fuck- Mmm-"

Enchanted to watch you raise one hand to your lips. Fingers passing your lips as Kei watched you suck the water off them earnestly. Not hiding the fact you wished it was something else. Doing so to clearly muffle your moans. It didn't matter though as he saw everything first hand. In no time there was no way Kei could keep his trembling hands still.

Finding his palm pressed against the crotch of his pants. He knew what he was doing. With the crack of the door hiding his entire frame behind the rest of it. Kei didn't try to stop himself. Better yet, he didn't even think to stop himself.

Fumbling with his zipper like it was the first time he'd ever undone his slacks. Kei cursed himself for the second he had to take his eyes off you. Frantic like he'd miss anything. The second his long fingers curled around his cock though it took no time at all for his golden eyes to soak up the scene before him.

Strokes with no rhyme or reason. He could already feel the tightness in his stomach just the second his thumb swiped over his slit. Drooling precum that he only smeared back onto his cock as Kei focused around his swollen tip in an attempt to keep from cumming too quickly. The man leaned into the door frame with a catch in his breath.

Your eyes were closed. Head tipped back against the lip of the tub. Fingers no longer in your mouth. Instead groping at your own breast. Twisting and tugging on your nipple as your body shifted in the water. Kei wanted more than anything to see that shower head between your legs. Knowing the sweetness that must have been your poor oversensitive clit being treated so well with the massage setting of the shower head. Knowing your legs were spread and trembling with the vibration of water against you. Sparing the thought his tongue could do so much more. And when that thought crossed his mind. His blond head between your legs instead of the shower head-

"S-Shit! Kei-"

His name. Static swallowed him up. The buck in his hips as Kei clasped his hand over his own mouth. Biting down on the meat of his thumb just to muffle his moans as his body twitched. Warmth gushing into his hand there wasn't even a chance for the young man to register anything but the wave of pleasure as his cum dripped through his fingers. Suddenly light headed it took a second for him to register your call to his name meant. His high cumming in time with your own when he saw you shudder in the bath tub.

A huge sigh leaving you. Kei looked down to see the streaks of cum dripping off his fingers and the puddle he'd left on the ground. Suddenly aware of what just happened. He couldn't scuff the mark on your carpet fast enough as he tried to regain his composure. In the panicked dash to not get caught, Kei left without his pay completely. Dry cum sticky on his hand and the thud in his chest as his body still ached after that knee buckling orgasm. All he could think about was one thing.

His name. He heard his name from your lips.

Replayed about five hundred more times in his head. No amount of banishing the thought or simply trying to force it to runs its course made the plaguing thought stop. The way you twitched and came in the tub calling his name in a muffled moan. Kei was flush with the image constantly. In an attempt to get rid of it he thought simply going home and jerking off again would help.

It didn't.

Once more. Twice more. Until he just had nothing left in him. Kei was stuck that night thinking of nothing but you even when he couldn't squeeze even a drop out of himself. Unsure he'd ever masturbated this much. He was even more unsure what to do when there was nothing he could but think about you in every compromising thought he'd ever had these past few weeks. Now with the knew knowledge of what you might look and sound like if they were to ever happen.

To happen? What was he even thinking? He would be lucky if you hadn't found the mess he left and never wanted to see him again. Accuse him of spying like some hard up perv. A four eyed freak. Suddenly Kei was worried about the trouble he might get into but even more worried that he might never see you again. All for a brief immature impulse he could have controlled if he really wanted to.

Then a simple text.

'You left your pay! I'm so sorry I didn't leave it out!'

You hadn't noticed then?

Kei spent a good four hours sitting on that text. Overthinking. Over analyzing. Feeling like a fool until he succumbed to the thought perhaps you just genuinely hadn't noticed. And if you hadn't noticed, then he was in the clear.

Your text was easily remedied. After profound apologies on your end. One's Kei just tried to play off as nothing. A solution was met with the fact that you needed to have him come watch your son at the beginning of the week. Pay for the missed day plus, the one you needed a babysitter for and extra as an apology for stiffing him the last time. Everything seemed normal. Kei could bury this down and pretend it didn't happen if you never noticed.

Like every other time he'd come to watch your son. Nothing seemed to change. You still smiled. Told them what was already prepped for him. How your son was doing that day and of course when you'd be back. Simple enough. Kei was quiet but you didn't seem to notice. Not like he wanted you to notice but something stuck in his craw as he watched your face with extra attention to detail. The image of you in the bath still etched in his head.

Thankfully when you left though things seemed normal.

Routine as all the other times had been. Kei sat at the table on his phone as his little charge colored quietly.

"....Tsukki-san, do you like my mom?" The question swooped onto him without warning. He nearly dropped his phone on the table to see the kid hadn't even looked up from his drawing with such a question.

"What? Why would you ask that?" Kei choked on his words a little harder than he meant to. An accident if they came out harsh but he struggled to clamor for a calm before his face lite up.

A little bit of a shrug from the kid who only kept shading his drawing, "I don't know....mommy smiles a lot when you're around and you listen nicely to her. My teacher said you listen to people important to you. So I figured mommy was important to you.

"Well, she pays me." He rubbed the back of his neck trying to chalk this up to kids being kids, "It would be rude to not listen."

"Mommy's boss doesn't listen to her."

"The Principle?" He was a little surprised considering the patient he and his team mates had been gifted for three whole years from the Karasuno principle.

"No." He shook his head and picked up a different colored pencil, "The food and drink boss. I think that's one of the reasons she cries."

So your other job sucked. Not surprised. And definitely a reason to come home after a shitty day and relax as such. He might have ruined a poor working woman's only way of unwinding. Still though Kei dwelled on the fact his name from your lips never once left his thoughts.

"...does your mom talk about me?"

The kid looked up from his artwork with a deadpan look. One Kei almost immediately regretted the question that came out of his mouth. If he could take it back he would. Before that though the kiddo opened his mouth, "She likes you. She says nice things about you when I tell her about our day together."

Close to the way his chest tightened when he heard you moan his name. There wasn't a lot more he wanted to hear. Even though he was feeling particularly chatty for the stoic man. Kei clung to the idea the rest of the day that you talked about him. Maybe it was just to your own kid who liked him. But still it made his heart race thinking you spared him more than one thought.

Engulfed in his thoughts all day. By the time the kid was yawning after dinner Kei didn't realize it was an hour before normal bed time. Offering him an earlier bed time. Kei was surprised hear him take the offer. Easy enough he thought. Meaning he'd have two hours of quiet before you would come in.

Tucked in. House picked up. Kei tried to guess if there was something to be prepped for the following days meal. But as he stared at the more than empty fridge he was startled when the front door clicked.

Quickly stealing a glance at the clock above the sink. He realized you were home over an hour early. About to walk around the divider wall and ask if you needed any help. Kei froze in his steps when he heard a sniffle. Startled Kei carefully came around the wall to see you wiping at your face still fully dressed and purse clutched to your chest.

"...are you ok L/N-san?" Kei's quiet question didn't go unnoticed.

Jumping at the suddenness. You clearly tried to gather yourself in front of him, "Oh! I'm sorry I didn't text or call I'd be early! I'm so sorry did I interrupt bath time I-"

"No no, he's already in bed," Kei's usual facade dipped into a frown as his blond brows pinched together, "Um, I'm sorry if this is too forward but...do you need some help?"

"This?" You laugh a little defeat with a shrug, "No it's fine I'm sorry. Here I'm sure you wanna get going let me get your pay and-"

He immediately shut down the shuffling you were doing in your purse, "I can stay." A clear deer in the headlights look. Your hand stays stuffed in your purse for a second as Kei awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, "I'd be here another hour anyways. I can stay."

For as blotchy as your eyes looked. He felt that familiar flutter in his chest when your lips curled into a soft smile. One that only looked so much sweeter when you wiped the remnants of tears from your eyes and smiled at him, "That's very sweet of you."

Once more with the subtle praise Kei didn't understand the way his skin prickled and heart picked up it's pace. Looking at you smiling though suddenly he realized he didn't want to leave at all. An hour or not. He wanted to stay regardless of the pay.

Kindly you'd offered him a drink. Well aware of the things you had in your home Kei didn't really want anything but tea when you offered a plethora of drinks more geared to kids than adults. Tea it was though when you both sat down on the couch. A huge sigh leaving you and Kei feeling stiffer than he normally would. Unable to untrain his eyes from watching every movement you made.

"How was he today?"

Caught off guard Kei blinked a few times until he realized you meant your son, "Good. He was good. We went to the park to swing and he ran into some of his friends. I think that's why he was extra tired today."

"That's good." You smile softly with the lip of your mug against your lips, "...I know I say this a lot but thank you. My son really enjoys the days you come over."

"He's a good kid," Kei rubbed his thumb over his mug unable to take a drink yet. Knots in his stomach terrorizing as all he could think about was the few inches between him and you on the couch.

About ready to say something else. Kei opened his mouth just to be stuffed by the surprise of your sniffling. Panicked to see you wiping at your eyes but still smiling. He quickly tried to take the cup from your hands as you laughed through the tears.

"Heh- I'm glad. I'm glad he's so well-" It's obvious you can't stop them from coming, "I miss him. I miss him so much. Making ends meet all these years. I miss being home. With him- God you must think I'm a mess I'm so sorry let me-"

"No." His firmness in his voice catches you off guard. Kei swallows the lump in his throat when you look over at him. Something about your red eyes and dewy lashes becoming the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. You stare at him stunned for as long as it takes he can't think of anything else. Until finally it's too much.

Static in the room as everything stands still in the second his lips meet yours. Warm from the tea you sipped before hand. His own palms warm from holding the mug when he slips them against the tops of your hand. With his heart beating in his throat. The way Kei presses into the kiss lasts a million years while also being done in the blink of an eye.

Pulled away only when he realizes you didn' reject him. A swath of emotions all go like static in his head as Kei stares at you now closer to him on the couch. Unmoving even after the kiss. The seconds drifting between each last longer than the sudden kiss it seems.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have-"

Met with your warm palms flush against the sides of his neck. Kei is pulled down into another kiss. One that's deeper than what he spared you. Under no complaints though he urges his body into the kiss when his hands quickly come up to cup your cheeks in his palms. Meeting your lips with all the excitement that had been building in him since that first day you smiled at him.

Broken for breath, Kei doesn't let it end. Peppering your lips with kisses even as they miss their mark a few times and end up on the corner of your lips and on the bow of your lips, "I- I wanna stay-"

Terrified of what you're words might be. Kei wasn't a gambling man. Or a nosey man. Or even a gutsy man. He didn't want to know your answer to his heat of the moment question.

"Stay-" Your breath against his lips as your eyes fluttered shut just as your forehead pressed to his, "Please- Stay."

A gamble paid off. Emotions still clouded in static all he cared about was kissing you more.

Pecks and peppers turning to lips parted and moans exchanged. It wasn't until his hands found their way up the hem of your shirt did it hit you.

"Not here-" You kissed him frantically like your lips would fall off if you didn't, "Bedroom-Please-"

Fine with him. The couch too small for all his limbs anyway. Unable to keep your bodies apart as Kei hastily tried to pull your shirt off with shaky hands. You doing the same as your hands pushed up his shirt. You both crashed down on your bed in nothing but your underwear before you knew it. Sure there was a trail of clothes. None of that mattered.

"Are you sure?" Baited breath as you looked up at the blond man above you, "I don't want you to think you have to I-"

"I've wanted to since the day we talked." Kei mumbled into your neck. Lips dancing over the sensitive part of your jawline, "I saw you- I just- I need you."

"Kei." Just like the other night when his name rolled off your lips it sent him into a frenzied state. Every which way he could think of having you. And suddenly he was having you.

Kisses moving down your collar bone. Following the strap of your bra. Kei felt his heart threatening to erupt from his chest. Not his first time. It was certain his first time being this intoxicated by his partner. When he hesitated above your bra Kei licked his lips impulsively when you tugged down your bra.

Breasts spilling over the top of your worn bra. Didn't matter to him what you were in as he looked at the stretch marks across the tops of your breasts and how soft they looked. Just as wonderful as they'd looked in the bath. His mouth watered until he couldn't stand it anymore.

Latching himself to the same breast he saw you playing with. His guess was right. A loud moan coming from your lips as his tongue danced around the hardening bud. Big middle blocker hand coming up to grope them both as his mouth could only pay attention to one at a time.

Buried in his work. Kei couldn't help the moan against your soft mounds as your leg came up to rub against his crotch. Clothed cock leaking into his boxer briefs. Your moans encouraging him to rub against your thigh as he couldn't tear himself away from your tits. Delighted to just have your breasts in his face. Kei didn't find it fair to not offer you a bit more.

Hand drifting down your soft stomach. It was the hitch in his breathing when his fingers grazed over the wetness of your panties. Pressing his fingers against the wettest part of them as he looked up at your with half lidded golden eyes. Seeing your reaction to the grinding of his fingers against your clothed cunt meant he needed more.

Kissing down your breasts. Each stretch mark and soft supple inch of skin. The broad shouldered man finally made it between your legs. All but a mess of blond waves as he kissed all over your thighs and ghosted his lips over the crotch of your panties.

"K-Kei-" You moaned, fists clenching the bedding under you as your body felt like it was on fire.

He needed no other go ahead. Long fingers peeling your panties down to reveal what he'd dreamt about since he saw you in the bath.

Cunt lips soaked and plump. Your poor swollen bud peaking out from your wetness. Kei licked his lips never having wanted to tasted something so bad in his life. And taste is exactly what he did.

Tongue diving between your folds. His tasting was relentless. Kei lapped at your core. Finding the most enjoyment as his tongue swirled around your clit. Harder with each passing second against his tongue. It was when your hands found his hair that he felt like everything was perfect.

Your fingers tight in his curls. Hips shuddering under him. A delicate touch peeling away your cunt lips so he could his undivided attention to your clit. Kei found himself lost with your juices coating his face before your moans choked in your throat.

"I- I can't! Kei- Kei I'm cumming!" Body shuddering and his tongue not stopping. He kept you pinned under him as you rode out orgasm on his tongue. Each buck and thrust of your hip only met with the fact Kei wouldn't let up on bringing you to nothing short of nirvana.

With the thump in your pussy. Feeling the waves of pleasure still washing over you. When his lips finally left your core and you saw with half lidded eyes how wet his face was and his poor cock straining against his briefs. You quickly try to offer going down on him in return.

"Please....I saw you in the bath the other night," Kei confessed from above you, "Please let me-"

"Fuck me." You beat him to it, "Absolutely fuck me Kei."

A throb to his cock. Fearing he might cum the second he touched you. Still he couldn't pass this up.

Pulling himself free of the confines of his underwear. Squeezing the base of his cock as he lingered above you. Precum dripped and drool onto your thigh. Immediately you spread your legs in the most inviting way possible. Even if he wanted to say no, there was nothing he could do to stop himself.

Swiping his cock head against your soaked lips. Electricity shoots through his body. Kei can feel how heavy his balls are. Nothing driving him more than the idea of fucking you full. Realizing now it's what he's wanted since the day he met you.

More than wet enough, Kei sinks himself into your cunt with a guttural sigh leaving him. Warm walls clenching and fluttering around him. Once he feels your plush lips swallow him all the way to the base. It's when he has to plant his arms on either side of you just to catch his breath.

You clearly had other ideas though. When he took in a steady breath is at the same moment you start moving your hips. Willingly fucking yourself on his cock as Kei stares down at you under him. There's nothing he can think to say. As you work yourself on him and moan under him. He's certain he could loose it just like this. But the desire to thrust into you is simply too much.

Laying most of his weight down onto you. Inadvertently scooping your hips up and pushing deeper inside you. Kei feels like he's going to melt as the curve of his cock certain kisses the back of your cervix. Breath ragged and forehead already dewy with sweat. His thrusts start slow until your lewd moans are too much to ignore.

"Kiss me- Kei kiss me-" Not needing to be told twice. His lips crash onto yours. Letting his thrusts get a little sloppy but neither of you seem to mind.

Tightness around his length just as each thrust feels like it might be his last. Kei gives up on being propped on his arms. Instead curling them around you as tight as he can as the man desperately thrusts into you. A first time for everything, he can't believe the little moans that leave his own lips as his high comes closer and closer to crashing down on him.

"In me-"

"W-What-"

"In me! God fuck cum in me please-" You hips buck up best they can in this position. Finally leading to you just wrapping your legs around his waist and letting Kei fuck you at his own pace, "Please Kei- Fill me up-"

Swallowed up in the moment. Asked for his cum. Cunt swallowing him up and mind going fuzzy as his kisses turn sloppy. Kei can't keep it together anymore.

"S-Shit- y-y/n-" Groan leaving him in the seconds his hips stall out. The tall man ruts his hips into yours hard one last time as his high reaches an unreturnable point.

Swallowed up in his own pleasure. Shared with you as the warmth of his cum floods your aching walls. Even dripping down between your ass cheeks. It's in one big sigh that the both of you relax. But don't move from your embrace.

Kei's face still buried in your neck. As his cock still sunk deep in you with the cum he left you just like you asked. You exhale contentedly under him as your grip on his shoulders loosen. Instead ending up with fingers in the curls at the base of his neck as the two of you both catch your breath in the post glow warmth of your shared intimacy.

"...I could come more often, to help," Kei quickly clarified his mumble into your neck. The man stiffening a little bit above you but refusing to let go, "And maybe...you don't have to pay me so you know...you could quit that second job."

"Kei-" You voice rolls off his tongue in the same way he loves hearing it.

Something about it though he can't bring himself to let you go. Afraid of the look you might give him or answer. Inadvertently he hugs you tighter as his face stays tucked in your neck.

"Don't say it's because I feel bad or anything." He swallowed hard on the lump in his throat, but bit the bullet and lifted his head from your neck to look at you under him, "I want to. I want to be...around you more...both of you."

A quiver to your bottom lip. Eyes searching his face for a trace of doubt. Until finally your gaze falls on his golden eyes fixated on you. That tremble to your lip disappears when he doesn't waiver. Replaced with a big smile and a little giggle, "We'd both like that very much."

Nuzzling your nose against his. Kei steals another kiss. Unbelievably so feeling his lips curl into a smile against your own. Fingers tracing small circles against his neck as the kiss fades, Kei reburies his face in your neck and hugs you tight under him.

"Your son?" Kei mumbles worried about the one thing that might be an issue.

You giggle and lean your head against the side of his as you hug him tight against you even as none of you make a single motion to move away. Realizing this might be the first night in months that you don't cry yourself to sleep amidst the rest of everything else. You kiss the side of Kei's head and feel him do the same with a kiss on your shoulder, " Don't worry. He's always wanted to have breakfast with you."

Something about that made the tall man laugh and he had to add, "And you?"

You shut your eyes instead of staring at the ceiling. Just enjoying the warmth as the two of you lay together as Kei continues to pepper your shoulder his kisses, "I'll have a cup of coffee."

"How about a cup of coffee and a kiss?" Kei lifts his head to look at you.

That same smile spread of your lips and Kei fights everything in him not to kiss you right then and there, "Yeah. A kiss and coffee sounds perfect."

#tw age gap #hq x reader #hq smut #hq #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu #hq tsukishima #haikyuu tsukishima #tsukishima kei smut #tsukishima smut #tsukishima kei #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima x reader

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eashn · 2 years

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the hq boys after a long day

with kageyama tobio, hinata shōyō, sugawara kōshi, kuroō tetsurō, and bokuto kōtarō

summary: how the hq boys would wreck your shit after a frustrating day.

warnings: (NSFW) sexual content, fem!reader, rough sex, overstimulation, oral sex (male receiving), bruising, light dom/sub dynamics

kageyama tobio

exhausted but angry

so, so angry and you’re right there, ready to take it

feral

all rough thrusts and sweaty limbs and nails digging into skin

where does he find the energy??

you gasped into his neck, hands tangling in dark, sweaty locks as he moved against you. he was relentless—brutally clawing at every inch of your heated skin.

kageyama rammed into you, snapping his hips against yours at breathless speed—breathing hard beside your ear as flesh met flesh in a filthy, carnal rhythm. a firm hand found its way to your jaw, roughly yanking your gaze to his.

“look at me,” he panted, never once slowing his pace.

and you did. you watched him pour that frustration into every grab at your hips, every bite at your skin. you basked in every ounce of his vicious rage. pressing your foreheads together, the two of you chased oblivion.

hinata shōyō

restless

so much energy it’s not even funny

finishes quick but goes multiple rounds

too many rounds

he giggles at your lack of stamina

little shit

“shōyō—please,” you whined, arching against him. he didn’t give in.

“c’mon babe, i know you can take it,” he mumbled against the crook of your neck. yet again, those hands were slipping between your thighs.

a wicked grin glimmered on shōyō’s lips as his gaze raked over you. sweat trickled from his tousled hair, sliding down flushed features before dripping from his nose and chin. he pulled your knees apart, rutting against your core before you could protest.

“take it,” he growled, losing himself in you.

sugawara kōshi

SOFT

languid, passionate

your touch just soothes him man

deep kisses

eye contact, always

he buried his face against your chest, his heavy breath scorching. indolently, he sank into you.

his eyes fluttered shut as he snapped his hips against yours, intently savoring every bit of your heat. face pressed between your breasts, he groaned lowly.

“you’re incredible,” suga breathed, shutting out everything but the feeling of you around him.

when he opened his eyes—when, finally, those blown pupils met yours—want simmered in them. he never blinked, giving you all of him. sinking, completely, into all of you.

kuroō tetsurō

bestie PRAY

you are so fucking dead

utterly merciless

WOULD tie you to the bed if he wasn’t exhausted

has you on your knees instead

next best thing, he thinks

with one hand, kuroō gripped your wrists behind your back. the other wrapped around your neck, tightening by the second.

“knees. now,” he snarled, teeth bared in a transparent threat. immediately, you dropped to the floor, pinned down by the raw hunger flickering in his eyes.

in minutes you had him in your hands, flushed red and dribbling with arousal. you stroked him once, twice, before wrapping your lips around the tip.

kuroō‘s hand knotted in your hair as you sank down, dragging your tongue against his velvety length. throwing his head back, he groaned.

bokuto kōtarō

really doesn’t know his own strength

ergo, rough on “accident”

leaves bruises EVERYWHERE

hickies absolutely littering your neck and thighs

says he’s sorry (he isn’t)

likes you on top. it does things to him

you were bouncing in his lap, panting, when he soundly gripped your hips and began working you against himself. harshly rutting you up and down—using your body of his own accord.

“kōtarō,” you keened, squirming in his grasp till he slowed his rhythm. you pressed your hands flat against the solid planes of his chest, looking up to meet gleaming bronze eyes.

“be gentle, love,” you murmured.

bokuto traced a finger down the mottled blue-black bruises on your thighs, and swallowed. he brushed a lock of hair out of your face, leaning in to press a kiss against your cheek. heavy, sweltering breath grazed your ear.

“never,” he whispered.

a pitiless grin was the last thing you saw before he flipped you on your hands and knees.

thanks for reading!

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kkusuka · 3 years

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HQ kinks-ace edition<333

ok so i was moving things from my old account and found this! so here it is :)

mostly gender neutral, mentions of female anatomy

here is the middle blocker version <3

here is the setter version <3

included: Aran, Asahi, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Sakusa, Terushima, and Ushijima

content warning: Toys, bondage, overstimulation, size kink, impact play, slight sensory deprivation, cuckolding, dom/sub, primal/play, brat taming, oral, bereding and choking, pls let me know if i missed something!

Aran Ojiro

Daddy Kink

Depending on his mood this man will make you call him daddy in public, (and i would)

Makes you try to say it five times fast while rearranging your guts

Arguments? You call him Aran? Nope. will top and correct you in the middle of fighting, which just makes you horny and then your fucking and yelling daddy over and over until you can’t think

Pet names

It goes with the daddy kink ok???

Every endearment in the book

princess/prince, bunny, love, baby girl/boy, sweetheart, pretty girl/boy, and the crowd favorite Good girl/boy

t̶h̶i̶s̶ m̶a̶k̶e̶s̶ m̶e̶ f̶e̶r̶a̶l̶

This man will be reaming your guts and calling you the prettiest thing on the planet <3

Pastels (specifically toys)

Does he have a pastel yellow plug for you? Yes. Does he make you wear it in public with his cum in you? Absolutely. It's what a good daddy does.

Light blue thigh highs drive him absolutely wild, and you can't change my mind

Vibrators? Green. His favorite punishment, putting it in you and just leaving.

Coming back to you having orgasm after orgasm on the poor thing :(

Should've just listened to Daddy when you had the chance

Asahi Azumane

Messes

Here me out!

Nothing turn him on more than seeing you drooling over his cock.

Slobbering on him is the quickest way to him shooting a load down your throat.

Doesn't even begin to explain the feeling he gets when he’s in you-

Just can't handle the gluck gluck 3000

Praise/Compliments

Oh man, hate to say it but he’s a bottom

Literally anything makes this man bust.

“God, you have such a nice cock” nut

“Oh, that face! Azumane you look so pretty when your getting fucked” nutted

“ All that hair. Makes me want to pull it” hard-on at dinner

Pls ride this man into next year <3

Light bondage.

This is self indulgent

Having you ride a dildo when he’s tied to a chair- drives him wild

Strap a vibrator to the tip of his dick and he’s putty in your hands

(thins kinda feeds into mutual masterbation)

Bokuto Koutaro

Overstimulation (both parties)

He just goes so much for so long

Praying for the pussy

Literally 7 rounds in and just can't stop his hips from moving-

Ends with both of you in tears and begging for more(and receiving)

Also has random spurts of energy in the middle of sex and just fucking goes for it.

Cuckolding

Only with Akaashi- and Hinata ONCE

I mean his best friend AND his significant other! Best of both worlds

You’re practically a threesome at this point

Also, when he fucks you he can’t fully focus on your moans or faces :(

So when Akaashi comes over he can look at you <3

Pls he’s so precious

Quickies

Remember the random spurts of energy?

Yeah that.

You bet he drags you in a closet before Jackals game. To get the nerves out!

The only thing that helps is feeling you clench around him<3

Plus! Knowing you’re full of his cum during the game helps him do better!

Iwaizumi Hajime

Dom/sub- life style

Bby he even has rules. That you will follow.

Every rule comes with its own punishment… and they just get harsher and harsher.

You listen to him- i mean you LISTEN to him

He tells you to bend over, you bend. He wants you on your knees when he gets home? You're waiting on your knees no question.

Buuuut that doesn't mean you aren't a brat.

Brat taming/ Sir Kink

This is the brat thing in action.

Of course he won’t stop you from being a brat, he waits until you've dug a hole.

He has your collar and a paddle ready for you.

15 smack….. All in a row a “Thank you Sir!” Falling from your lips after every hit

Pls-this is it

Primal/prey

He likes getting his prize

Overpowering you and having you so small under him makes him feral.

You just look so pretty whimpering and begging for more!

Scratches

You bet your ass he shows off how good he is

Having a friend like Oikawa does that

Even if its at a work party at a pool

Does he have scratches all over his shoulders. Yes. will that stop him?

Absolutely not. Prepare for the teasing of your life.

Sakusa Kiyoomi (i can talk about him for days)

Intense BDSM (slight sensory deprivation)

This man is kinky and no one can change that-

I'm talking full on harnesses and literal ropes making you completely immobile.

When it's just you two at home he carries a riding crop and just waits for the slightest mess up

He wears leather gloves when he spanks you while raining the grossest insults at you

He also has you suck him off while blindfolded and tied up, can't use your hands, just your pitiful mouth :)

Spit

Not just on you either.

He will spit in your mouth and tell you not to swallow

God forbid you did the harshest punishment you can think of just came your way

Will have you at his feet just letting spit drop into your mouth.

Dumbification

You just look so pretty

All dumb from his cock

Can't even form a sentence

Poor baby probably can't even think past his cock hitting your sweet spot

Will purposely make you orgasm so much you see stars

Terushima Yuji

Oral

He has the tongue piercing for a reason

I mean come on

This man will spend hours between your thighs just going to town

Orgasm after orgasm

Hands grabbing at his hair begging him to continue

So he complies :)

Public Sex

Anywhere

Anytime

THIS MAN IS UNSTABLE

He’ll pull you into a bathroom and have a hand in your underwear so quick-

Random dark alley? He’s already inside you

Barebacking

RAW RAW RAW

Just something so primal about seeing his cum drip out of you

This and the public thing creates so many delicious problems for you

Plus Condoms are such a mood killer :///

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Breeding

He's a traditional farm boy

It's the ultimate way to have people know that you're completely his.

Even if you can't get pregnant-

Proof that you belong only to him for the rest of time

Wait-thats hot

Size kink

Big man, big dick

i don’t make the rules

You look so small and he looks so big

Struggling to get him in you is such a turn-on he almost always just tries to thrust in.

Also love just getting all of your slick/precum on his dick

Choking

Biiiiig hands

Read that it give you pleasure too

Have you seen his hands?

Because yes, he has them wrapped around your neck and putting pressure on the sides like a good big man.

oh? you’re still here? thank you!

#ushijima wakatoshi #sakusa kiyoomi #aran ojiro #iwaizumi hajime #azumane asahi #terushima smut #terushima yuuji #ushijima x reader #ushijima smut #sakusa x reader #sakusa smut #aran x reader #iwazumi x reader #asahi x reader #terushima x reader #aran smut #iwaizumi smut #haikyuu smut #hq smut

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agentwhiskeysdarlin · 3 years

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Kinktober:Day 1

Cock Worship with Jack Whiskey Daniels

Pairing: Jack Whiskey Daniels x F!Reader

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: NSFW below the cut, Jack deserves his own warning, dom/sub undertones, oral male receiving, cock worship, a bit of roughness, cum play if you squint

Word Count: 1,415

Author’s Notes: This was seriously a last minute decision to this but oh boy am I excited for y'all to read these fics! These are all very filthy so please DO be sure to read the warnings before you keep reading. I will also be posting ao3 links later after I figure out how I'm going to post them there AND a link to the masterlist for this week’s fics! I must, as always, thank my unofficial/official editor @clint-aww-no-barton for everything she does! If you want to be tagged in future fics for this week please let me know or if you want to be removed! Feedback is always welcomed and enjoyyyy

Kinktober Masterlist

ao3 link

The heels of your booties clicked against the hardwood floor of Statesman HQ. You greeted every agent as you went by with a bright smile, trying so hard to hide what you were really doing here. His door came into view, and with your free hand you gave it a few knocks, before you could hear his drawl telling you to enter. The sight before you only made you clench. The man you loved sitting behind his desk, meeting glasses on, hat off and so was the suit jacket. His suspenders still sat in place and the sleeves of his button up shirt were rolled up to the elbows in a messy fashion. He glanced up at you, his eyes raking over you, before he held up a finger. You gave him a quick nod as you sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk, eyeing the man before you. He ended his meeting and removed his glasses, still not a word to you yet.

“I thought I would bring you lunch,” you finally spoke as you held up a bag of his favorite restaurant.

“Hmm, is that all you are doing here darlin’?” His eyes narrowed at you, suspicion all over his face.

“Well of course Jack,” you smirked then, knowing you had already been caught.

“I knew the moment you came in, in that damn dress,” he let out a sigh a hand coming down over his face.

You bit your lip and stood, slowly rounding the desk, Jack turning his chair so you were facing each other when you reached him. You bent, being sure to show off some cleavage, before pulling him in for a deep kiss. His lips and mouth knew yours so well, and even now he moved against you so perfectly, before you heard him grunt and pull away.

“Darlin’ I can’t play with you right now,” his hands found your hips. “I’ve got a lot to do today, paperwork and meetings. I’m sorry.”

“But Jack…” your words trailed off as you gave him your best pout.

He searched your face and then smirked. You could tell when an idea crossed his mind and one that you knew was mischievous.

“But since you have been such a good girl for me this week, why don’t you crawl under my desk and worship the cock that makes you feel so damn good while I finish my work.”

The flip in him had switched in seconds, and you could hear it in his voice and see it on his face. You belonged to him and he liked to remind you of that often.

“Yes Sir,” you answered before sinking to your knees and crawling under his desk.

It was actually roomy down here and a place you had found yourself before. You fixed yourself in a comfortable position, before reaching up and slowly undoing Jack’s pants. You unbuckled his belt, letting the Statesman issue flask belt buckle hang, before slowly inching his zipper down and reaching for his cock. When it sprung forward already hard, angry and leaking pre-cum, you couldn’t help licking your lips. You smirked at the effect you had on the man but also felt your heart flutter. You were going to make this agonizing for him, going as slow as you possibly could. You reached with your hand, wrapping it around his large member, earning a jump from him at the sudden skin on skin contact. You pumped him so slowly, up and down stopping once to let your thumb brush so lightly over his tip that he tensed.

You kept at this until you heard him begin to talk, another meeting. You smirked to yourself as you flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock, right on the vein there and licked a strip from bottom to top. You then took his angry red tip into your mouth and you sucked. He jumped, his words jumbling and you smirked at your success. One of his hands flew under the desk and grabbed at your hair roughly as a warning. You let out a simple whimper in answer before he released you and you returned to your task. You slowly took him deeper into your mouth until he was hitting the back of your throat, and all you could fit was inside your mouth. You let your hand fall to the bottom to take the rest, before you started to oh so slowly suck. You hallowed out your cheeks and began to move both your mouth and hand in a slow unison. You let his tip touch the back of your throat causing you to gag just slightly every so often, something you knew Jack liked all too much.

You pulled yourself away, your saliva mixed with his pre-cum in a rope connecting your mouth with his cock. You licked up the vein again this time quicker, running your hand in the opposite direction before you were back taking him deep. You began to move faster at the sound of him wrapping the meeting up above you, in hopes that he would pause in his work long enough to take you and finish this job. You began to grow sloppy and quick with your movements, his cock hitting the back of your throat more, pulling gags form your mouth and tears down your cheeks. Seconds after your heard his glasses hit the desk, his hands were in your hair and he was dragging his chair back pulling you along with it. He never let his cock fall from your mouth keeping your firmly in place. When you could, your eyes darted up to his face, where his now black eyes were staring down at you.

“Look at you darlin’ taking me so well, worshiping that cock,” he grunted his last word as he pushed you deeper.

He kept going until your nose rested on his skin and the tears blurred your vision. He kept you there, your eyes staring up at him, until you were pleading with them and giving a small tap against his leg as your warning. He pulled you away long enough for you to take a deep breath, before bringing you back. You started to suck at him quickly, bobbing your head in desperation of trying to get him to finally cum. You looked up at him again before moaning around his member, and he stilled you. He let out a grunt, trying so hard to keep it low. His hands were laced in your hair keeping you still as he finally released deep down your throat.

“Don’t you dare swallow yet,” he grunted between his teeth, and then roughly pulled you away when he was finished.

You kept right where you were and opened your mouth for him showing his load still on your tongue.

“Such a good girl, now swallow.”

You did as you were told, letting out a breath after you had done so. You were panting now, saliva and cum down your chin and your hair a mess. You looked up at him and he brought you up into his lap. His lips fell to yours in a kiss that was rough but slow. He moaned against your lips before pulling you away.

“You did so good for me darlin’,”Jack spoke as he reached up and cleaned you off and fixed your hair.

“Thank you Sir,” you licked your lips and looked at him with a smile.

“Now since you did so good for me, when I get home later you are going to get a nice reward.”

You lit up and Jack let out a chuckle, before his hand came up gently against your cheek, and pulled you in for one more kiss. You slowly slid off his lap and you both went to fixing yourselves before you brushed down the dress and checked your hair in a small mirror Jack kept by his wardrobe.

“I’ll see you this afternoon Jack,” you gave him a smile before giving him a quick peck on the lips before starting for the door.

“See you this afternoon darlin’. Oh,” you paused in the doorway looking back at him. “Be sure to keep that sundress on but I don’t want anything on underneath.”

“Who said I had anything on underneath it now?” You spoke with a sass and a wink you knew might get you in a little trouble later, before leaving his office.

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Reminiscence - Second Tempo

A/N: So! Second Tempo is a continuation of the First Tempo posted here. Just like the last, it’s part of the Haikyuu! HQ Server Collab; check out the rest of the work on the flaming smut pile. ===================================================

“Oi, it’s Ukai. Leave a message.” “Oh, Keishin…” Your body writhed against your fingers, phone pressed against your ear as another gasping moan ripped through you. The pads of your fingertips glided over your sensitive nub effortlessly as you grinned into the phone balanced between your shoulder and your ear. The game of cat and mouse had been going on for well over six months between yourself and Keishin; the ceaseless war of attrition had the teams and your students wondering who would break first. An international volleyball conference had you and the Karasuno girls’ team pulled away from Miyagi, from the handsome coach with those sharp, leering eyes.

“I know you’re away for training camp with the team…But I need you, Keishin.” Lust coated every syllable, each word dripping with desire as your fingers teased over your nipples and dripping folds. Another lascivious moan echoed into the receiver as you slipped a single dainty finger into your twitching hole. “I can’t seem to keep my hands off of myself…god, I wish it was your fingers slipping inside this tight, needy hole…” Sprawled out on your hotel room bed fresh from a shower, your wet hair plastered itself against your neck as you continued to rock into your own hand.

He invaded your thoughts; like intrusive kudzu he wrapped himself around your senses even halfway across the world. Did he know how you had ruined two pairs of panties at the last voicemail he sent you before the girls’ last match that day? Did he realize how desperate you were to be home? Could he hear it in your voice?

“Keishin,” you whined out, fingertip just brushing your g-spot. With a soft growl, you snatched your phone from your ear and put the device on speaker so you could angle yourself to reach deeper. With your body able to contort a little easier, the phone rested next to your flushing face against the pillowcase. Your body jolted into waves of pleasure as your legs tensed into your stroking. “Fuck, I can’t wait to come home, oh fuck, oh fuck, Keishin…”

The familiar stars dotted your vision as you bucked into your hand, clit rubbing fitfully into the meat of your delicate palm. You could almost see the flash of bleached-blond hair, the tanned skin stretched across those long, toned forearms. Painfully arching your wrist to drive your curling fingers into that familiar, soft spot you clenched tightly around your thin digits. You couldn’t fight the orgasm that threatened to overtake you quicker than anticipated. “Oh, fuck, Kei…Keishin!” Your words were gasping, breathless sounds, the same sounds he took pride in drawing out of you.

“It should be your cock I’m cumming on. Why isn’t it your cock, Keishin? Fuck, I…” Another cry left you trembling as you came around your fingers. The ecstacy you felt solo was a pale shade of what you had grown used to with the snarky coach. You whimpered into the phone and shifted the sheets around you, arms hopelessly searching for him in the stark white abyss of your hollow afterglow.

“I can’t wait to see you, Keishin…Until then,” you closed and hung up the phone. A small grin bloomed over your features as you came down from your brief high. The back and forth of phone tag and stolen video chats for the past week made you long for the thug-faced twenty-something coach fiercer than you could imagine. For the moment, the extra pillows in your bed would have to suffice as a sub-par substitute before you could nuzzle into the warmth and inhale the smoke and sweat from his skin again.

It was a long day of drills and penalties for the Karasuno Boys’ Volleyball Club at the joint training camp with Fukurodani and Nekoma. The boys continued to run themselves full tort against the other two teams, trying to refine and rebuild their skills on the court. Keishin found himself getting frustrated with the lack of progress the team was making, even considering the upperclassmen were bordering on complacency. Daichi assured him they were trying their best and maybe it was time for their coach to take a break.

He ambled from the gym with a lazy kind of grace and fumbled for his cigarettes and phone from his pockets. His eyebrows shot up in surprise at the voicemail notification he saw across the screen. The tiniest of cocky grins stretched his mouth into a crooked curve as his thumb hovered over the play button. “Damn, must’ve just missed her,” he sighed, pressing play and holding the phone to his ear. The second your moan, your deliciously sinful voice graced his ears his face heated up and his ears flushed a deep red. Your voice went straight to the growing tent in his sweats, an ache he would be sure you repay you for in kind when you returned. The wailing fit on the other end was audible to passers by as the flustered coach turned the volume down with thick, numb thumbs. A dark-haired Fukurodani student passed by, green eyes narrowed at the coach’s flustered appearance and wordlessly made his way into the gym, no doubt to start another four-on-four match with the boys of Karasuno. At the end of your message, Keishin leaned into the brick of the gym and finally lit his cigarette. He took a long drag, longer than he would have normally if it wasn’t for your scintillating voicemail. Once his heart slowed, his thumbs furiously typed out a reply. K- You could have warned me, little girl. Y- And ruin the surprise? You liked it. :)

K- Time and place. Y- Is that all you have to say? :( This different timezone stuff is the worst, Keishin.

K- That’s something we can agree on. It’s just another day, right? Y- I’ll be home the day after tomorrow. Closing ceremonies run until tomorrow afternoon, but flight leaves a day after. K- Text me next time, little girl. And tell the girls to kick ass during their last exhibition match. Y- Does it make you mad that my team’s doing better than yours, Mr. Big Bad Daddy Crow? >:D

K- Just wait, little girl. You haven’t earned your wings yet. We’ll see how much fight you have in you with my hand around that pretty neck of yours and your lips wrapped around my cock.

He chuckled darkly at the thought of your ruined face, chest heaving, gasping for oxygen as he held your lips against the hilt of his cock. He knew you well enough to know that your face would be about thirty shades redder than his was listening to your siren song after reading his message. God, you were never more beautiful to him than when you were sobbing out for release, begging for him to make you his. Fewer things kept him warmer at night when his wide palm wrapped around his cock than thoughts of you with that lewd, haunting passion playing in your eyes. When you didn’t reply, he shook his blond head and snuffed out his smoldering cigarette filter against the wall. Of course you’d have your fingers stuffing your cunt; it couldn’t compare to his touch. He adjusted his headband deftly and pocketed his phone again, only glancing down at his cock, half-mast for a moment before another distraction pulled him away from his thoughts. Two days were going to feel like an eternity. At least he had your voice in his pocket.

You yawned as your girls took the court in their last match against the American team. The manager eyed you suspiciously as you blearily watched the game unfold. “Long night, Coach?” You nodded and hummed, rubbing your eyes. The boy stood a whole head taller than you, appraising your drowsy visage. “Must be hard being away from home.” “Mmmhm. It’s easy to miss home from so far away.” “I’m sure Coach Ukai feels the same way, Y/n.” “Toshi!” Your tone was scandalized in your chiding as the younger boy stifled a chuckle. “We should be focusing on the girls. How do you think they’ll do today?” He smiled, pride swelling as he watched his team warm up. “It’s been a long week.” “They’re tired, but they’ll push through. We’ve taken the W with less in the tank before.” It was your turn to feel proud of your girls. It was true– their rise to the top, for the acknowledgement that came with the invite to a tourney on the international stage was huge, even if it was just an exhibition tourney. There was something about the game that kept you grounded despite the tumultuous turns of your life. It brought you back to those long-thought forgotten memories, brought you closer to your high-school crush. Part of you was glad you took on coaching the counterpoint to the boys’ club; it brought meaning to your career to that point. “Michimiya! Remember, it’s supposed to be fun!” you called out to your team captain, Toshi nodding in agreement solemnly from the sidelines. Aihara, your ace nodded and gave a quick thumbs up before the ball went into play. Before the other team had a chance to receive the serve, your attention was pulled from the court to the vibrating phone in your tracksuit pocket. You had half a mind to silence it, leave it ignored and let it go to voicemail. Your attention should have been on your team, your girls, but… You pulled the phone from your pocket and bit your lip at the sight of his name reading across the screen. You excused yourself from the sidelines and made your way to the hallway leading to the locker room, bringing the device to your ear. “You were gonna keep me waiting, little girl? That’s no way to earn your wings,” his voice rasped out between hurried pants. “Oh, fuck…” Heat crept up your neck from your neat, white tracksuit jacket. Suddenly, everything was too hot. You worried your lip between your teeth and fought back a whimper as Keishin growled in your ear. You did some quick maths in your dazed state and gasped into your phone. “You should be asleep, Keishin! It’s nearly two in the morning…” “Couldn’t sleep, not when I had to get you back, naughty little girl. Did it feel good cumming on those fingers without me? Did it satisfy you knowing you were cumming without my permission? Was it worth it?” “I…” “Answer me, little girl,” he continued to groan, the sound of skin gliding across skin caressing your eardrums between his moans. You could practically feel his smug expression over the phone. The sinful breath on your ear had you wishing you could be there to watch, to touch him and run your fingers through his hair as he worked his cock in that large hand he loved to wrap around your blushing throat. “I’m waiting,” he teased. “It can’t compare,” you whispered, striding with hurried steps into the locker room. His voice frayed at the edges and had you practically dripping down your thighs under your track pants. The power his voice had over your body was undeniable. “I couldn’t help myself. I…” “Aw, poor little bird. At least you’re honest.” You tried to swallow around the lump in your throat at the nickname, but struggled. Mouth dry and thighs coated in your slick, you struggled to find your way back to reason, to the here and now. Half a world away, you sunk to the locker room bench and let out a shuddering sigh at the sound of the other coach’s debauched moans. He was close, that much you could tell. How long had he been stroking that thick cock? Was he imagining your lips cradling his glans, your saliva dripping down his balls? Could he see you dragging his head along your lips and your eyes peering up at him through a fringe of dark lashes? How many times did he listen to your voicemail before he thought to call you and dish out a dose of your own medicine? “Tell me you want me. Tell me you need me like I need you, little girl.” “I…I want you,” you whimpered, balancing your phone between your shoulder and your ear. You fumbled with your track pants and slid them hastily to your knees, your practiced fingers rubbing yourself through your soaked cotton panties. “Oh, Keishin, I need you.” You bit back a soft moan, still tender from your activities from the night prior. “That’s it, little bird. Don’t stifle yourself. Let me hear you. Where did that gorgeous voice go?” “I…Keishin, I’m at the tournament,” you gasped, that sensitive nub twitching with arousal under your busy fingertips. He let out a surprised grunt and you swore you could feel him double over on himself. “Fuck…fuck, Y/n, I never took you to be such an exhibitionist. My little bird’s getting brave on me, huh?” The sound of the door to the locker room opening made you freeze for a second before shuffling your pants back up your thighs. “Coach? Coach, are you okay? The other team’s called a time-out. Did you want to do a swap?” Toshi’s earnest voice echoed in the otherwise empty room as you struggled to get the words out without sounding like you were another second away from moaning like a porn star for the man on the other side of your call. “Answer him, little bird. Don’t stop touching that clit for me. Let’s see you earn those wings…” “Ah…yeah, have Watabe swap in. I…I need a minute. Must have been something I ate this morning.” Keishin grinned on the other end, still stroking himself languidly as he listened to you lie through your teeth to your team manager. When you heard him retreat back into the gym, you let out a shuddering sigh, your legs trembling around your hand. “Such a good little bird. I’m close. You gonna come with me?” You nodded as if he could see you, still focused on the sounds coming from your phone. His breath hitched as he choked on his moans, movement stilling on his end of the phone call. You gasped in tandem, fingertips slipping inside your waiting heat. He must have known you were close based on your breathing alone. He let you continue until he howled out his release, leaving you breathless at how completely beautiful he could sound coming undone at the thought of you. “Please, please, Keishin,” you huffed out, sweat trickled down your neck as you ground yourself into your fingers, stretching against your slick, velveteen walls. “Stop.” “But-” “I said stop, Y/n.” “But…but Keishin…” “Naughty little girls don’t get to cum when they’re bad. Mm, I’ll see you tomorrow. Good luck, Y/n,” he teased again before hanging up. You sat in silence, frustrated and slick with your own fluids. Aggravated, you pulled your pants up the rest of the way and stripped off your jacket. Approaching the sink, you patted cool water against your burning skin and stared yourself down in the mirror. So it was another challenge he wanted? You had him eating crow out of your beautifully manicured hands before and you could do it again. Your team wouldn’t be the only ones getting a win. A plan came together, neatly, quickly despite the lingering haze of lust. Spite and frustration cut through your need like a white hot razor, and all you could fixate on was the thrill of victory both on and off the court. “Setters aren’t the only big brains on the court,” you mused to yourself as you reappeared on the court, hands buried deeply into your pockets. Toshi cast a sidelong glance in your direction, subtly taking in the hard set of your jaw and the color rising in your cheeks as you stared down the opposing team’s coach from across the gym. You grit your teeth, eyes dark with determination. If he wasn’t mistaken, he almost thought you were taking this game more seriously than just a simple exhibition match. Regardless of the reason, the team manager found himself grateful he wasn’t the object of your ire. “Hit it ‘til it breaks, Sasaki!!” Your yell rattled the team manager as it echoed through the gym over the roar of the crowd. The puddle in your panties only fueled your frustration the longer you dwelled on Keishin’s denial. You wanted to breathe smoke, to destroy something beautiful just to prove you could. “Stupid, big-brain setter,” you growled under your breath as your team took another point from the Americans. “Coach, why do I get the feeling you aren’t talking about the other team?” “C’mon, girls, you’re better conditioned than that!! Go for the kill!!” “Yeah, you’re definitely not talking about the other team.” The conference couldn’t be done soon enough, and the next two days were going to feel like the longest of their lives. ~ Few things in life brought Keishin Ukai more solace than quiet mornings over a cup of coffee. The only thing that could have made it better was your groggy face smiling sleepily across the table at him. Sunlight bled through the kitchen blinds, staining everything in garish gold and yellow in the pale light. Hair loose, he carded his long fingers through his bedhead with casual grace and absently scrolled through his phone as the coffee continued to brew. It would be just a few hours before you would be home; he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t excited for your return. In the safety of his home, he could let some of that boyish glee bleed out as he searched through your old photos. As if he could forget your face, the sway of those devastating hips, or the way you’d catch your lower lip between your teeth when you were flustered. As much as he owned you, the power you held over him and his emotions was undeniable. From the moment you stepped foot on his court he was your willing captive. He set his phone aside to pour himself his first of what would be many cups of coffee. He allowed himself a moment to bask in the heady aroma, dark and bitter before it hit his tongue. Relaxing in his seat a little more, he sighed through his nose. The chiming of a text alert pulled him from his brief reprieve. Y- Good morning, Daddy Crow :D! We’ll be home in a few hours. I can’t wait to see you. Keishin chuckled into his steaming mug and took a long sip. Wryly amused and even a little annoyed by your pet name for him, he typed out his reply unhurried. K- We’ll see how tired you are when you get back. Ten hours and change is a long time to spend in the air.

Y- Don’t remind me. No idea what I’m going to do to stay occupied.

K- I can think of a few distractions.

He waited, watching the ellipsis flicker over the text banner for your reply, his heart rate picking up in anticipation. What fresh hell awaited him when you finally hit send? Vaguely he had an idea of how badly you wanted to get back at him for leaving you hanging during his last call, but you were too sweet, far too forgiving to want revenge. Y- I’m sure you can. What do you have lined up for today?

K- Not a thing. Just waiting on you. It wasn’t like you to not take his bait; he could practically feel the ice from your reply. Was it the distance? You were only gone for a week, but was it enough time for your relationship to cool? “Shit,” he muttered, rolling a cigarette between his fingers as he reread your reply another six times. “Guess she is mad…” He mused and fussed over your text before lighting the paper tip and taking a careless drag. The blue-gray haze hung around his kitchen like a comforting veil. He waited another moment before he saw you typing another response. He tore his gaze away from the device to ash his cigarette in an empty beer bottle he had sitting on the kitchen table; when he returned to it, the sight that met him had him melting in his chair. Your delicate frame was seated on a sea of white, the barest hint of emerald lace curling in elegant patterns along the swell of your ass. Hair pulled to one side in effortless waves of jet, your bare back was on full display, tantalizing him with the gentle curve of your spine and adorable dimples framing your tailbone. Your face in profile, he could see the faint rose dusting your cheeks and nose, the dreamy sparkle playing in your eyes as you held your breasts away from view. He knew that far-away gaze all too well– it played behind your eyes when you would look at him, when you would think about his strong hands exploring your body. His eyes lingered on the definition of your thighs, all the while longing he could feel them squeezing his head as you trembled into his waiting mouth. It wasn’t the lewdest photo he’d ever seen, but it hit differently when it was you. His mouth went dry and he felt himself get lost in every detail, as if he could memorize every scar, every freckle if he stared long enough. Y- Enjoy your distraction, Keishin.

When did you find the time to take photos? Was that the only one? Questions raced through his mind as he lingered on the picture, fingertip tracing along the swell of your hips. God, he was such a sucker for those wide hips and built thighs. He might have admired your drive and ability to keep up and run drills with your team, but he really wanted to see just how far he could push you until you broke.

“It’s just ten more hours. I can hold out for ten hours.” ~ Six months together and it took a week apart for him to salivate over the smell of your perfume. All the distance, despite the frequent calls and text messages, only intensified his undeniable thirst. You were his meet-cute, the high school crush who got away. There would always be that part of him that wondered how he got so lucky crossing your path not once but twice in his lifetime. If he were a betting man, he’d probably put more stock in fate or soulmates after meeting you, but it wasn’t his style to be so sentimental. Travel always took a lot out of you. Keishin caught you yawning on your way from the baggage claim, only aware enough to know where to step without tripping. Grinning like a fiend, he took his moment and pulled you into an empty lounge. Startled, you swung your first and jerked out of his hold, only stopping your thrashing when you caught the bemused twenty-something rubbing his stubbled jaw. “Fucking hell, is that anyway to say hello, little girl?” “Oh my god, Keishin!” Your hands flew to his face and he could have died a happy man on the spot. “I’m so sorry! You can’t just do that!” Your chest tightened at the rumbling chuckle that reverberated under your fingertips. “Keishin,” you sighed, holding his stubbled face in your thin hands. Studying the sharp planes of his face, your eyes practically sparkled with delight. He was here, real under your palms flashing that same cocksure grin that had you flustered since you first stepped up to challenge him on the court. “You gonna keep staring at me or what, little bird? C’mon, let’s ge-!” Rising to your toes, you pulled him to your lips and left him struggling to catch his breath, your perfume lingering after you withdrew and bounced away, tugging him along from the airport lobby. Head swimming, he followed, allowing you to lead him around until you remembered who drove and the simple fact that you had no idea where the car was. It was easy to forget you were an accomplished adult when you let your excitement take the wheel, but it brought Keishin closer to what might have been before you disappeared when you were still children. He never got the chance to watch you play back then, a regret he tucked away with the first night you murmured his name in your sleep. His single-minded ambition kept him from really seizing the chance to get to know you as a person instead of an idea back then. Packed away in his well-loved sedan, you couldn’t help but fidget in the passenger seat, anxiously bouncing your foot below the dash. Unfazed, he reached over and placed a hand on your knee, halting the bouncing movement with a stern glance. Color bloomed in your cheeks at the gesture, body relaxing just enough under the warmth of his palm. Braver still, he slowly ran his fingertips along the line of your thigh, stopping just below the clothed apex of your leg. Keishin never took his eyes off the road, but he knew just where to brush to make your blood sing. He followed your movements, subtly tracking your reactions to his innocent caressing.

“Don’t get shy on me now, little bird.”

The bait was set, almost painfully obvious as you continued to squirm into his waiting palm. “I’m not shy. I’m..”

“You’re what? Use your words,” he smirked, dragging his knuckles against your sex. The motion was so casual you might have applauded him for his audacity if it hadn’t been a week since you felt him touch you. Muddled between your jet lag and the growing haze of lust ensnaring your senses, you fumbled over your words and whimpered something about thinking about how much you missed him. “That’s what I thought.” Whether it was the nonchalance or the gentle pressure he exerted on your core, you felt yourself slip closer into that familiar euphoric headspace. It was almost embarrassing how wrapped around his finger he had you; it wouldn’t be long before he’d have you wrapped around him literally as well.

You wanted to scream, to gnash your teeth and beat something to a bloody pulp. At least you could take out your frustrations on the court. The girls took the day to strength train in the school’s weight room, leaving you to your own devices in the second gym. You could see his almost-apologetic face, the slight upturn of his lips when he sent you to work with a chaste peck on your hair.

“I just couldn’t bear to wake you…”

“Tch, likely story. Stupid, big-brain setter!” You hissed through your teeth and imagined it was his disembodied head you were spiking over the net with a satisfying crack. Your attentive team manager threw another ball and watched as you continued to fume.

“Are you trying to pop a ball, sensei?"

"Less talk, more throw, Toshi.” He shook his head and tossed another ball, only for you to bounce it off the floor twice to center yourself before your inevitable spike. Unsatisfied, you shook your ponytail and jogged to the opposite end of the gym to practice your jump serve. Toshi watched on, hanging his head as you sent another ball flying in his direction. “Jesus Christ, Himewari!” he screeched, ducking out of the way. You huffed in irritation, barely registering the clattering of gym doors opening. The ball rested daintily in your hand, your eyes narrowed with the smooth rubber leaving your palm before the inevitable punch. Keishin knew better than to leave the safety of the annex when you were serving, but he could watch you soar forever. Leaned against the cool wall, his headband gently digging into his scalp with his blond head resting into the drywall, he couldn’t help the crinkle of his eyes when your hand finally connected with the abused ball. Sweat glistened like diamond dust on your skin, the crop top you wore doing nothing to temper his wandering gaze. As you hung in the air, he hummed to himself, remembering Shimizu’s words when he first saw you serve. “You really do have wings, little bird…” When you landed and reached for another ball he made his presence known, his footsteps falling faintly over your light panting. This was how he liked you best, dark hair mussed and sweat dripping down the valley of your breasts. It was almost a shame, he thought to himself, that he wasn’t the one making you such a mess. He stopped just a few feet behind you only to catch the tail end of your cursing his name for leaving you high and dry on your return. As if sensing the change in the atmosphere, like catching the faint scent of ozone on the wind before a squall, Toshi took his leave and escaped into the weight room, leaving you alone with the other coach. Caught mid-approach, Keishin wrapped his arms around your smaller frame and buried his nose into your ponytail. You froze at the sudden intrusion of your personal space and the ball fell from your waiting palm, its fall echoing through the empty gym. “Thought I’d find you here,” he purred. Hackles raised, you pushed away from him and made a dash for your club jacket. Keishin used his height and longer legs to his advantage and followed close behind. If it was a chase you wanted, he’d give it to you. He let you sprint to the locker room, hand resting on the handle before he turned you by the shoulders and caged you against the wall between his arms. Looming over you, he smirked and licked his lips at the deepening flush creeping down your neck and across your collarbones. He smelled like tobacco and neroli, his cologne making your head spin. The smoke lingering on his breath had your thoughts racing– you were in high school again, fantasizing about being trapped in those arms with those sharp eyes drinking your timid expression so patiently. “What’s the matter, little girl?” he started smugly. His pupils dilated, leaning his head in to bear down on you further. “Can’t rise to the challenge? Where’d all that fight go?” Keishin licked his teeth and breathed into your ear. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you,” he teased, running his nose along your hairline. Your breath hitched; how did he always know how to make you feel so small? The thought incited more anger, more fuel to the fire burning in your belly as you jerked your ear away from his hot breath. “No, you don’t get to do that. I’m not going to let you win that easily, Keishin.” Your voice was low, almost dangerous. The animosity was one-sided, and the other coach snickered at your new-found boldness. “I don’t think you get it, little bird,” he growled, wrapping a firm hand around your thin neck. “I’ve already won.” Swallowing hard, you worried your lower lip between your teeth, his favorite tell, and stared him in the eye. The predatory gleam made you weak in the knees– he knew it. He could feel you falter under his capable palm as he gave your neck a gentle squeeze. Keishin loved seeing you like this– wrestling between reason and your desires, pinned beneath him with that fire burning behind your eyes as if to remind him that you only permitted his control because you knew how completely yours he really was. The nip of his teeth on your earlobe sent you reeling, swooning into his stubbled cheek. “Please,” you whispered. “Not here.” “No? You sure?” As if to capitalize on your wavering resolve, he raised a knee to rest just between your thighs, a silent dare to test him and see just how far he’d make you go. Instinctively, you ground your pelvis against his knee and shuddered at the delicious pressure on your core. He grinned against your cheek. “Because I think this is exactly where you want it.” Hips rocking, your anger slowly melted away as he continued to tease you, still pinning you to the door by the throat. “I think you like the idea of almost getting caught, little bird.” Your whimpers doused kerosine on the slow burning embers he stoked with his teasing. “Keishin,” you gasped, his free hand trailing down your sticky body to pull your hip hard into his waiting erection, grip hard enough you were sure you’d have bruises by the time he was done. “We don’t-” “Guess I’ll just have to cum inside you then.” Your thighs squeezed around his knee, cunt fluttering at the thought of your combined spend trickling down your thighs on the walk home. His grin was sinful, eyes sharp and hungry as you melted into his knee. He could feel your slick soaking through your shorts, the sensation earning a groan you just barely made out. “Mark you as my little crow inside and out,” he purred, long fingers feathering along the waistband of your shorts. “Yeah, I think you like that idea.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” You caught his gaze through your dark lashes, leaning into his hand and waiting hips as if to lay your own bait. Your own hands caught in his hair and pulled his headband down. How you loved running your fingers through those blond waves; you rolled your hips and gave his hair an experimental tug, earning a low groan in return. He surged forward and captured your lips, a fight for dominance to the end. Tongue tracing hungrily along the curl of your lips, he softened his hold on your neck and pulled you closer. Hand on your nape, he let out a hiss when you bit him, a flash of blood lingering on your lip in return with a satisfied grin. “Oh, cocky now?” Keishin gave your shorts a shove over your generous hips. Anxiety and excitement bubbled in your chest as you squirmed against him. He was still hard muscle and sinew despite years away from the court, more than enough to handle you at your worst. “Let’s see you be cocky now, little bird.” His fingers glided along your sopping cunt, earning a sharp moan at the sudden brush along your neglected clit. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Fuck,” he breathed, too enraptured by your responsive body. “Keishin, please,” you whimpered, clutching his shoulders as his deft fingers continued to tap and rub slow, agonizing circles around your glistening clit. “Please, please fill me…” “How quickly your resolve falls apart, my little crow,” he purred into your hair, fingers now sliding into your drooling pussy. You bit back another moan, head arching back into the door as Keishin scissored his fingers against your already fluttering walls. “You’re fucking drenched.” “Please, please…I need you. I need to feel you, Keishin.” Legs trembling, you rocked into his hand, keening at the pressure his hardened fingertips exerted on your g-spot. Even accidentally, he had a way of luring out the most beautifully debauched moans from you. He continued to work you open, trying to make up for a week without laying claim to you in the span of minutes. Keishin growled low, feeling himself get lost in your whining, in the warm squeeze of your welcoming cunt around his fingers, in how completely devoted he was to hearing you moan his name like that one more time. You heard the zip after you felt the lonesome ache of loss, only to be filled again to the hilt with a gasping cry. Keishin grit his teeth and leaned into your writhing frame, bracing himself against the door as you squeezed his cock from head to hilt like a velvet vice. “W-wrap your leg around my hip,” he ordered shakily, peering at you through a curtain of soft gold. You did as instructed and felt him wrap his arm around your back, pulling you closer as he rocked into your heat with a moan of his own. “So fucking tight, Y/n…” Stars faded throughout your vision and left you feeling dazed. “So good,” he moaned, resting his forehead against yours to glance down where your bodies connected. You balanced on your toes, meeting his thrusts with your own. “Keishin,” you cried in return, arching your back off the locker room door as your first climax claimed you. Keishin grit his teeth and fucked you through the first of many, angling his hips to drive his cock deeper still, earning a harsh shriek. “Keishin, don’t stop!” “Wasn’t planning on it,” he groaned, bottoming out with a stutter. “It’s like you were made for me.” You let out another cry, clinging to the coach as tears pricked your eyes. He rutted against your cervix with a pained grin, knowing the longer he pressured against that button the sooner you’d be begging to be filled and defiled. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he sighed, slowing as your walls clenched around his cock with the advent of another orgasm. You trembled helplessly against him, body practically weightless in his arms as he continued to prolong your pleasure if only to draw out his own. When you came down, you brushed your nose along his and gazed at him through half-lidded eyes. Toes curling in your trainers at the devastating sight in front of you, you gave another keening cry and buried your face into his shoulder. “Y’know, for someone so worried about being caught you sure are loud.” He grinned into your hair and hammered his hips into yours, earning another loud wail in protest and in pleasure. Your nails caught the tanned skin of his back, a vicious trail of red left in their wake as he brought you to another peak. “That’s three…” You bucked against him, fitfully chasing again after that same high only his cock could bring you. His name a prayer on your lips, he allowed you to take because you gave him so much in return. Every moan, every gush of your juices around his cock he took and devoured, knowing you wouldn’t be afraid to earn his end in return. “I can feel you twitching, Keishin. You’re close, Daddy Crow.” His hips stuttered as you whispered the pet name into his ear, holding you tightly as he bottomed out in your spasming cunt. “Hard not to when you’re fucking milking me.” He’d never admit it, but he would stay buried inside you forever if you’d let him. Only the unsynchronized whisper of your breathing and the slick slap of skin on skin surrounded the two of you in the empty gym. Entangled with the other coach in the darkened hallway, you found his lips to muffle another moan when your attention was pulled away from your bliss by the slamming of the gym doors.

"Coach Himewari! We’re getting ready to go!” It was Michimiya your team captain. Her footfalls echoed softly, rubber tapping against the laminated wood. She paused for a moment when you didn’t answer. Keishin grinning sadistically against your lips, he held your hips flush against his, grinding his cock into that spot that frayed the edges of your vision and made your quiver around his girth. “Hm, I guess she already left…” the team captain mused before shuffling closer to the locker room door, only to quickly turn away at the opening of the door.

“Come on, Yui! Let’s just go! Toshi can catch us up later.” Grateful for Aihara pulling her friend’s focus, you bit down on your lip to keep quiet. Keishin redoubled his efforts, dragging his teeth along the hollow of your neck. Even muffled your moans were music to his degenerate ears. You stiffened against him with the sinking of his teeth into your neck, a stifled cry and final squeeze signaling your end. Keishin wasn’t too far behind, growling into your salt-slicked skin. The heavy doors clattered shut as he moaned out his release, the heat building in your core as he spasmed into your waiting womb.

“Fuck me, Keishin…” you breathed, half chuckling half panting. He held against you, comfortable in your combined heat as he peppered soothing kisses along your neck and into your hairline. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear you like almost getting caught.”

He hissed, slowly withdrawing from your core and watched as his cum slowly started trickling from your pulsating hole down your sturdy thighs. He tucked himself back into his jeans and watched you languish against the wall for a moment, playful grin lighting his face. Deftly he collected the escaping seed and shoved it back into your abused cunt, earning a pained whimper before he pulled your panties and shorts back up to keep the rest from spilling. “Don’t waste it, little crow.” He wiggled his fingers along your lips and you greedily sucked them clean with wide, innocent eyes. Your combined taste coated your tongue, sweet and bitter all at once. “That’s my good girl,” he crooned, planting a gentle kiss to the crown of your head.

Your anger evaporated, you slumped against him, head resting comfortably into his chest. “I’m ready for a nap, daddy crow…” you whined. Blond hair slicked with swear, he carded those long fingers through and hoisted you up onto his shoulder, carrying you out of the gym with your mess ruining your panties and shorts.

“Oh no you don’t. As soon as we get home you’re making up for every voicemail and tantrum, Y/n.” It was going to be a long night.

#keishin ukai x reader #haikyuu hq #keishin ukai smut #tw: phonesex #tw: phone sex #tw: public sex #tw: publicsex #big daddy crow's getting some lovin'

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sugarsymphonyy · 3 years

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mmmmm walking in on yamaguchi humping his pillow 👀

AJDKAKQK I WAS JUST TALKING ABOUT SUBBY HQ BOYS WHEN I SSE THIS REQUEST-

Yamaguchi humping his pillow

Warnings: pillow humping(duh), NSFW, sub!Yama, dom!reader, mommy kink, kinda dacryphilia if you squint hard enough, pet name(puppy), begging, praise kink, a bit of degrading, light hair pulling

You both had to work today and Yama had been really needy for the past hour or so waiting for you to get home. He knew he should've waited for you patiently like a good boy. He knew you'd only be gone for another hour, but he just couldn't help himself. He was so needy and the pillow just smelled so much like you.

It was only meant to be a little bit before you got home to hold himself over, but he just couldn't stop his hips rutting into the pillow time and time again, even after creaming twice already.

Poor thing didn't even notice you walk in the bedroom until you came up to him and traced your hands along his back.

All he could do was look up at you with wide eyes, barely even getting out a weak "h-hi mommy..." His thrusts slowed to stop, but his dick was still throbbing and hard.

"Couldn't wait for mommy to get home?~" Yama shook his head no, lowering it in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I couldn't, I was just really needy and it smelled like you and-" he kept fidgeting with his hands, trying to ignore his hard-on best he could. He looked up at you through his lashes, almost looking like he would cry, eyes watering and everything.

"Well, now I'm home, so you don't have to hump that pillow no more~" He whines out as his dick twitches in your hands, bucking his hips up to try and get more friction. "Want mommy to make your feel better?~" All he could do was nod and whine.

You stood back up, stripping off everything before positioning yourself to hover right over his dick. "You look like you're already about to cum, puppy." He made an effort to move his hips up to meet you, only to fail as you moved further away.

"Now now, I know you know how to ask." Yama looked up, tearing up a bit again, then looked away again.

"Please mommy... just wanna make a big mess again, wanna be your good puppy..." He was leaning back on his elbows now, red all the way down his chest.

You hummed in amusement, slowly sinking down on him. "Such a good little thing you are~" He twitched and squirmed under you, whining loudly at the feeling of your gummy walls.

You swiveled your hips once he was all the way in, biting your lip a bit. "So big for me~" You began moving slowly on him, teasing him a bit while watching him squirm beneath you.

"Mommy... need more~..!" He whined even more, still trying to buck his hips up. You grinned down at him. "My pathetic puppy needs more? This isn't enough for you, hmm?~"

He shakes his head, not trusting his voice enough to not sound so needy. "Ah, ah, ahh.. I need words from you, puppy." You taunted, completely stopping and sitting all the way down.

Yama bit his lip and rolls his head back, moaning loudly and shaking lightly. "I- I do need more than this! It isn't enough mommy!~ Please fuck me~"

You smile down at him, bouncing on him again. "So big, puppy, feels so good~" He moans out loudly, still extremely sensitive from finishing on the pillow twice.

"Already twitching again~ gonna cum for mommy? Gonna make a big mess for mommy?" You reach down, running your hands up his torso to his neck then to his hair, grabbing a fistful and tugging.

He nodded quickly, knowing he wouldn't last much longer. "Yes! Please! Can I please cum mommy?~" You pulled at his hair, bringing him up. "Go ahead puppy, cum for me~"

His body shook as he released, crying out loudly with a moan. "Thank you... thank you mommy!~"

Thank you for reading!❤

Welcome to me not knowing how to end things properly- this was also my first time writing Yamaguchi lol

Sorry this took so long, I have tons of state and national tests this week, so have been studying hard for those, on top of final coming up.

Leave me a request and I'll be sure to get to it!

#yamaguchi tadashi #yamaguchi x you #yamaguchi scenario #yamaguchi smut #haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu lemon #haikyū!!#Ask.Sugar

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doublekrecs · 4 years

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haikyuu fic recs (updated!!)

**smuts indicated in warnings!!**

karasuno

kageyama tobio

milking situation by @nekxrizawa (one-shot)

warnings: fluffy-ish, implied pregnant reader, lactation, lactation kink, 18+

lactation kink w/ kags

awe. by @kuroopaisen (one-shot)

warnings: f!reader

a photographer in his spare time, kageyama can’t quite find the passion he once had for the art. until he meets you at a wedding, that is.

so, i had a crush on you… by @beccascribbles (ongoing sm!au series)

warnings: swearing, a lil angst, drinking in later chapters

where you send all the crushes you have ever had a google form to find out if they ever felt the same way towards you.

NO by @hokageyamatobio (one-shot)

warnings: none

the infamous setter asked for your help to study and get better grades, you just didn’t expect to fall for him in the process.

hate sex by @ahegaobaku (one-shot)

warnings: smut, degradation, spanking, biting, hate sex

in which you and your ex express a mutual hatred by using your bodies.

personally. by @bunmilks (one-shot)

warnings: angst

kageyama doesn’t seem to care at all, whereas you care too damn much.

no. 1 fan by @settersloveletters (ongoing series)

warnings: slight angst, smut in later chapters

y/n will always go out of her way for her family, especially for her 7 year old niece, who happens to be kageyama tobio’s number one fan. what happens when the charming sweetheart, y/n, meets the emotionally null, kageyama tobio? and what happens when those two fall in love at first sight?

tsukishima kei

omg they were roommates by @noya-sleftankle (ongoing series)

warnings: drinking

when tsukishima’s best friend yamaguchi moves out of his way too expensive apartment, tsukki finds himself in need of a new roomie. when he replies to your tweet, he expects a quiet girl who keeps to herself but instead he gets you. will you be able to break down tsukishima’s walls or will you be forced to stand on the outside, looking in?

sawamura daichi

watch me by @vangoghmusings (ongoing sm!au series)

warnings: nsfw

college frat boy daichi’s world is turned upside down when he learns his classmate is actually a very popular cam-girl.

sugawara koushi

thigh riding by @nekxrizawa (drabble)

warnings: smut, thigh riding

too easy. by @kuroopaisen (one-shot)

warnings: lil angsty

falling in love with suga was easy. being friends with him was much, much harder.

safety blanket by @vixen-scribbles (one-shot)

warnings: 18+, soft dom!suga, semi-public sex, sofa sex???, a hint of cockwarming, foreplay, degradation/praise kink mixed in there, daichi and asahi make an appearance.

happier by @rebel-ramen (one-shot)

warnings: a lil angsty

reassuring suga you love him.

aoba johsai

oikawa tooru

i don't like your shampoo by @hinac0lada (one-shot)

warnings: none

soulmate!au

birthday gift by @ahegaobaku

warnings: smut, pegging, heavy degradation (giving), sub!oikawa, spanking?

hit me up by @akaashichigo (finished series)

warnings: profanity, sexual jokes & references but no actual n/s/f/w

you leave argentina unsatisfied from the failure of your little quest despite having a last minute retry. just when you’re about to give up, a relatively attractive guy comes up to you asking the same thing you’ve been asking for the past week. conveniently enough, that wasn’t the last time you saw him. sm!au

just until i win by @kurooskult (ongoing series)

warnings: small amount of angst

being a co athletics trainer for a national team proves to be a job that requires a lot of effort, persistence and dedication. just like your long term relationship with a member of a rivalling team. keeping your relationship with world famous athlete oikawa tooru under wraps is no easy challenge but with the olympics fast approaching and fans watching their favourite players every move, you both agree that it’s best you both try your hardest to keep your relationship out the public eye for now. after all, the obstacles of hawk eyed fans, unaware rivals and invasive media attention can’t be too hard to avoid. right? sm!au

gekkan shoujo oikawa kun by @inarzki (one-shot)

warnings: none

oikawa has feelings for his volleyball club’s manager, and he isn’t very subtle about it. unfortunately for him, his charm doesn’t work on her. she’s completely oblivious to his advances, reducing him to embarrassment every single time (the third years find great joy in their captain’s misery.) oikawa finds that he is unable to stop himself from falling into her unknowing traps over and over again.

oikawa touching his s/o in a team dinner by @honeyvanilla-hq (drabble)

warning: smut

last time by @karasu-hoes

warnings: smut, car sex

whose bitch? By @vixen-scribbles

warnings: pegging, degradation, spanking, sub!oikawa

oikawa gets pegged.

iwaizumi hajime

make you sweat by @shanscript (one-shot)

warnings: smut, bathroom sex, sweat kink, body worship

cause you're trouble by @kagsbuns (one-shot?)

warnings: mentions of sex, small pinch of angst

sugar daddy!au

teacups by @kodzukens-thighz (one-shot)

warnings: kitchen sex, slight biting kink, degradation, breeding kink if you squint

in which your college roommate’s boyfriend gets tired of the bedroom eyes the two of you exchange wordlessly every time he’s in your apartment and things get a little heated

hey there, roomie by @myherowritings (one-shot)

warnings: none

after being set up on a bad date with ushijima, he insists on walking you to your doorstep. not wanting him to know where you live, you lead him to iwaizumi’s apartment and pretend iwaizumi is your roommate. college!au

operation: SEX GOD by @writeiolite (one-shot)

warnings: smut, degradation, cum eating, spit play?, cunnilingus, dirty talk, power play, unprotected sex

thinking he’s too vanilla, you make it your mission to improve your roommate’s sex life. you couldn’t have been more wrong. roommate!au

puppy love by @fukuronani (ongoing series)

warnings: none

soulmate where you can write/draw on your skin, it appears on your soulmate’s skin too. in this case, you communicate with your soulmate in your mother tongue for fun. it’s fun to write certain phrases in filipino. soulmate!au, filipino!reader, sm!au

shiratorizawa

ushijima wakatoshi

insecure by @bokutobabie

warnings: hurt/comfort, insecurity, smut, creampie, lots of praise

reader is scared that ushi won’t like what he sees when they get intimate.

drunk phone sex by @wakatshi (one-shot)

warnings: dirty talk, masturbation, praise kink, (auto) asphyxiation, cunnilingus, dom wakatoshi

hesitation by @basicinstnct (one-shot)

warnings: oral sex, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, hair-pulling, face-sitting, implied, sexual content, size kink, dirty talk, established relationship

when wakatoshi makes an effort to get closer to you, you never expect that it'll be in one of the dirtiest ways possible. then again, the ache in your core leaves you in no position to turn him down.

eita semi

it's always better with you by @prettyboi-keiji (drabble)

warnings: none

semi makes your night better with some late night boba drinking and singing you songs.

vortex by @tetsuroyaoyaoya (ongoing series)

warnings: cussing

y/n is a girl living her best life, in an apartment with her two best friends, kuroo and kenma. while she has gained a fair amount of popularity from appearing on kenma’s animal crossing streams, her life isn't all that interesting. that is, until she gets caught up in a scandal with the lead singer of a well-known band, and ends up being the person that could ruin or save his career...

nekoma

kuroo tetsurou

thicc by @rivendell101

warnings: smut, jealousy, thigh riding, spanking, mild choking, dirty talk (praise and degradation), wall sex, unprotected sex

kuroo has nice thighs. unfortunately, you’re not the only one who notices.

fire in his eyes by @tetsurouskuro

warnings: alcohol, swearing, dom!kuroo, fireman!au haikyuu, smut, unprotected sex, shower sex, mirror sex, dirty talk, fluff

kuroo is a fire fighter and your best friend. when your apartment building catches fire and burns up, kuroo offers to let you stay at his place until you’ve found a new apartment.

rent free by @marigoldthoughts (ongoing series)

warnings: swearing, sexual innuendos

you’re karasuno’s second year manager who starts crushing on nekoma’s captain. your friends worry that you’ll end up hurt much like the last time you were interested in a third year. do you care? sm!au

hey, rachel by @noya-sannnn (ongoing series)

warnings: cursing, suggestive themes

two months ago, life was so much simpler for the karasuno second year l/n f/n; she had all the friends she needed and everything was as calm as a serenely flowing river stream. but after her father gets promoted for a job in tokyo— therefore requiring her whole family to move— life goes awfully to shit. just imagine this: barely succeeding at making new friends AND having to deal with a fuckface of a neighbour who ‘bullies’ her for everything she does. oh, and did i mention that he calls her rachel? sm!au

just us two by @jinkicake (one-shot)

warnings: smut, daddy kink, oral (m receiving), public sex, penetration

kuroo loves to fuck you under the lights of his favorite club.

special stream by @cosmic-goddess-leo (one-shot)

warnings: smut, exhibitionism, masturbation, toys

kuroo finds out his roommate is a cam girl. camgirl!au, roommate!au

chemistry by @seita (one-shot)

warnings: smut, mutual/pining, dom!kuroo, dirty talk, handjob (kuroo fucks your fist), pet names, praise kink, mild dacryphilia, multiple orgasms, light degradation, overstimulation, pussy slapping, squirting

you’ve got a steady, fun fwb relationship with a science nerd in your class, kuroo. after being paired up with a project with him, feelings start to develop due to the overwhelming chemistry between the two of you.

sunshine by @pudding-head-kenma (ongoing series)

warnings: a lil angsty

y/n can’t exactly remember where it all went wrong. it’s like one day they’re best friends finishing middle school and the next they’re enemies. if kuroo wants to be an asshole, let him. It’d be nice to know why, though. Sm!au

melancholia by @tetsuwhore (one-shot)

warnings: full blown smut, smoking, drinking, heavy implications of mental illness, parental issues

you’re the edgy, punk outcast. he’s your goofy nerd of a roommate. naturally, you fall for him. college roommate!AU, bad girl!reader

kozume kenma

tangelo envelope by @writeiolite

warnings: vibrators, butt plug, overstimulation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, master/pet-play themes, nudes, alcohol, mutual masturbation, and hookups

you become user kk9kk5′s sim. camgirl!au

boo you whore by @sushimii (finished series)

warnings: angst

the first words your soulmate says to you appears on your wrist from birth. in (Y/N)’s case, she never expected to find hers through a twitch stream, especially when the streamer is someone she hates. sm!au, enemies to lovers!au, soulmate!au

HUSH. by @namikxze

warnings: slight mentions of alcohol, nsfw ft. blowjobs, kenma kinda thinkin like a dom at the end

basically, you come home drunk then try to suck him off while he's live streaming.

stress relief by @inosukki (one-shot)

warnings: breastfeeding kink [?], handjob, cum eating <3

after a rough day at work, kenma wants to try something new that might benefit the both of you.

digging straight down by @sugakuns (finished series)

warnings: after breaking the number one minecraft rule, who knew you’d be pining over the one guy who made fun of you for it. sm!au

fukurodani

bokuto kotaro

farewell by @bokukiyoom (one-shot)

warnings: post breakup angst

post breakup isn’t as easy as it seemed. y/n realized how much happier their days were with bokuto.

come on in by @sushimii (one-shot)

warnings: skinny dipping; thigh riding

akaashi keiji

just your attention by @hqvortex

warnings: thigh riding, grinding, over the clothes stimulation

akaashi won’t pay attention to you, so you decide to grab it from him by all means.

frienemies by @starfleetakaashi (ongoing sm!au series)

warnings: swearing, a lil angst

akaashi was polite, yes, but even he had people he didn’t really like. you were one of them. not like you cared because you hated him, too, but all of the sudden you were paired with him for a project. now that’s when you care.

ike or like like by @bunmilks

warnings: none

in the face of love, akaashi is painfully oblivious

baby boy by @jinkicake

warnings: bondage, overstimulation, oral (f receiving), face sitting, blindfold, light praise kink

some sub!akaashi

daisy flower by @elysianseraph

warnings: overstim, femdom, sub!akaashi, toys, bondage, gags

now live: pretty boy_05 by @starboybokuto (one-shot)

warnings: smut, fluff, pet play, dirty talk, degradation, praising, some dumbification, exhibitionism, senpai kink, lowkey hard dom!akaashi, after care on cam

after getting suspicious about his impressive income as a college student, your best friend tells you about your new boyfriend's side-job and when you decide to confront him, akaashi finally finds the courage to tell you about his little hobby. camboy!au, college!au

inarizaki

miya atsumu

backseat serenade by @msbyslut

warnings: filth, ATSUMUyes he deserves a warning, car sex but not really, fem!reader, light choking, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, v light overstim

teasing atsumu is always interesting.

king of the fall by @elysianseraph

warnings: a lil angsty

atsumu miya has never had any feelings about falling in love. he tries not to think too hard about stuff like that. until he meets you, and now its the only thing on his mind.

virgin killer by @dearkags

warnings: cursing, nsfw jokes

y/n is an animal lover, and living in a place with loud roommates would never allow her to adopt new pets that she can take care of. but everything changes, when she finally decides to move into a new apartment by herself to be able to live with her beloved and peaceful animals, until her annoying new neighbor miya atsumu, shows up with his weird antics of attemping to flirt.

coincidence by @bokukiyoom

warnings: bit of angst, language, alcohol, suggestive

atsumu and y/n have been internet friends for over a year now. until now, she lived in america to gain experience; after moving back to japan, she contacted her old friend group, in hope of getting back together again. little did she know, that a special someone might step into her life as well.

the love club by @tobiosmilktea

warnings: some angst, swearing, suggestive themes

atsumu miya finds himself getting love advice from a popular instagram hotline after getting dumped on his one-year anniversary. it just so happens that you’re the one having to deal with his bullshit

ctrl by @keijiwrld (on hiatus sm!au series)

warnings: angst, cheating, mentions of sex, swearing, toxic relationships

in which y/n finds herself wanting more out of her tainted relationship with miya atsumu even though it’s all out of her control

only fools fall for you by @beccascribbles

warnings: smut, angst

where atsumu is a notorious playboy and now he wants you.

returning the favor (sequel to only fools fall for you)

where you give atsumu a taste of his own medicine.

pseudo love by @kei-kui (ongoing series)

warnings: some manga spoilers, angst, drinking, cursing, suggestive

hot-shot volleyball player miya atsumu just can’t seem to get those pesky gossipers off his back. his solution? fake date someone so they’ll shut up about him being a playboy. but there’s only one problem- atsumu doesn’t know anyone who would want to pretend to be in love... sm!au, roommate!au, fake dating!au

how to fall in love: a guide by @shinsukesgf (ongoing series)

warnings: angst

maybe trying to get your crush, miya osamu, who you’ve been crushing on ever since first year to fall in love with you wasn’t exactly the smartest plan... especially if miya atsumu was behind it all. sm!au

the wrong reasons by @fukuronani (one-shot)

warnings: nsfw/smut, vaginal sex, blowjob, riding, some cock warming, dirty talk, crying, slight crack + angst + fluff

fwb trope!

miya osamu

angel by @fpwritings

warnings: smut, kinda rough sex, clothed sex, sorta face sitting??, unprotected sex, slight orgasm denial and overstim

just another day by @starfleetakaashi (drabble)

warnings: none

small cute osamu fluff!!

bet you never saw it coming by @wickedgamesoyaoya (finished sm!au series)

warnings: swearing, uncomfortable situations, accident mentions, blood, loss of loved one, dead animals.

former seijoh manager, y/n, had to move to accommodate her fathers job. all the while inarizaki high loses it’s current manager and are desperate for someone to fill the position. y/n may be the perfect candidate, outside of the fact she is far too blunt for her own good.

the art of cooking by @keigosbitch (ongoing series)

warnings: none

when her friends have had enough of her cursed breakfasts and setting off smoke alarms every other 3am, they take matters into their own hands and ask miya osamu to teach her the art of cooking.

suna rintaro

aesthetic by @tetsuwhore

warnings: smut in beginning, rest is fluffy

chill after sex tingz with suna.

not a crush by @prettyboi-keiji

warnings: none

love watches you from afar, notices the little things you do and makes an effort to make you smile. love also smiles whenever you are happy. it’s not just a crush, love knows when it is and when it is not.

rekindle by @prettyboi-keiji

warnings: some angst

after two years of being apart, reader and suna met again.

watch me by @sbspice (one-shot)

warnings: cheating, toxic relationships, mentions of pegging, mentions of a threesome, dom!suna, switch!reader (kinda?), both y’all asses but for good reason, forced voyeurism, fingering, non protective sex (wrap the banana y'all), cursing, slight size kink, slight dumbification, spanking, degradation, squirting, semi-clothed sex, surprise character:)

you get back at your soon-to-be ex-boyfriend.

high suna by @bjbex (drabble)

warnings: shotgunning, hotboxing, recreational drug use, oral (m receiving), under da influence

dirty by @kuroosrighttoe (one-shot)

warnings: degradation, spitting, spanking, oral, fingering, cursing

you were used to a lazy kind of love with your boyfriend, but that drastically changed in the bedroom.

who are you? by @bokukiyoom (ongoing sm!au series)

warnings: swearing, tiny angst

in which suna rintarou texts a stranger, y/n, instead of his teammate. their friendship doesn’t start off easily, but they get attached to one another in no time.

bet by @lovebot2-0 (drabble)

warnings: none

in which suna and the reader discuss a bet that kita, aran, y/n and the twins made.

shinsuke kita

farewell, mr almost by @keiyoomi (one-shot)

warnings: angsty

itachiyama

sakusa kiyoomi

jealous fuck buddy by @luna084

warnings: smut, jealous sex, degradation, oral (f receving), shower sex, not rlly without consent but kinda (?)

you’re in a ‘just fuck no strings attached’ relationship with the both of you secretly having feelings for each other. having found out you have history with atsumu during practice, he can’t contain his jealousy as he fucks you in the shower room.

precious by @msbyslut

warnings: daddy kink, spanking, dacryphilia literally always, facefucking, light size kink, dumbification, degradation, unprotected sex, mentions of aftercare

in short, sakusa doesn’t like when you act out.

go to sleep by @paripedia

warnings: none

sakusa + late nights.

it was never meant to be easy by @wickedgamesoyaoya

warnings: some angst, drinking in later chapters, past heartbreak, manipulation, toxic relationships, past kuroo x reader, some osamu x reader

y/n is bokuto’s childhood friend who doesn’t take anyone’s shit. what happens when she crosses paths with someone who is very much the opposite of her? will they match or will it be easier to walk away?

sakusa loves to please you by @jinkicake (one-shot)

warnings: oral (f receiving)

sakusa gives you head for the first time.

pegging sakura by @sunnyshoyou (one-shot)

warnings: pegging, dirty talk, degradation

clean by @jackrrabbit (one-shot)

warnings: masturbation (m)

sakusa can’t stop thinking about you in the shower

a quiet sort of love by @watevermelon (one shot)

warnings: none

manager to the fukurōdani volleyball club, there was no doubt that itachiyama’s sakusa kiyoomi was a strong ace. he brought your team to their knees on multiple occasions, but what you were not expecting was getting to know the nationally acclaimed spiker beyond just the titles and labels.

pose by @sbspice (one-shot)

warnings: 18+, sexual tension, sakusa being sakusa, he’s mean>:(, lingerie, clothed sex, degradation, no foreplay, size kink, creampie, explicit photos, dacryphilia, manager!reader, cameo of the msby boys

headcanons

fancy dinner date!! (ft kageyama tobio & akaashi keiji) by @sckusa

haikyuu boys meet your parents for the first time!! by @sugawaraxo

daichi with an s/o who has big boobs by @miinaashido

thigh kisses by @miinaashido

kenma having a crush on the team manager by @miinaashido

creampie headcanons (ft ushijima, oikawa, atsumu, osamu, kageyama, akaashi) by @vinncent

kuroo's crush on the karasuno manager by @peach-pops

dominant s/o (ft. oikawa, suga, bokuto) by @hikyoo

thigh highs (ft. captains) by @ahega0princess

fwb!suna by @rintarous

open up - spit kink (ft. atsumu, ushiwaka, tendou) by @writingbakery

spell coconut (ft. akaashi, semi, tanaka, & ushijima) by @jinkicake

dry (ft. hinata, kageyama, & akaashi) by @kageyamasthighs

post game (ft. sakusa kjyoomi) by @diem-my

short gf wants a kiss (ft. suna, akaashi, & osamu) by @beccascribbles

new ongoing series

sir pudding head by @softieshoto (kozume kenma)

warnings: none

kenma is a well known for his youtube channel and twitch streams for playing games and getting indie games out there. you are a huge fan so it’s normal for you to talk to other fan accounts about how cute kenma is right? it’s not like he is ever undercover or anything. sm!au

crush code by @the-broken-halo-writer (akaashi keiji, kuroo tetsuro)

warnings: jealousy, hints of underage drinking, sexual jokes, swearing

akaashi has had a crush on you from the moment he met you; the most he ever acted on those feelings was when he became your best friend. bokuto didn’t think it would have caused so much trouble to introduce you to kuroo. sm!au

idols by @bluberryparfait (semi eita)

warnings: some angst

in which semi falls in love with one of the members of a rookie girl group.

good girl by @dearkags (oikawa toru)

warnings: cursing, nsfw jokes, suggestive themes

with strict parents who expect nothing but perfect grades from their one and only daughter, y/n is also not allowed to have a boyfriend until she finishes her studies, and everyone at her school knows that. but what would happen, if the popular volleyball captain of her school sees her sneaking out with someone? sm!au

heather by @kingkagss (kuroo tetsuro)

warnings: angst, unrequited love

you’ve liked him for three years and no matter what you do he never seems to look at you that way. then she arrives, and you have never felt more out of place.

playboy by @simp4satori (suna rintaro)

warnings: suggestive themes, drinking, swearing

nothings better than a post-breakup glow. it seemed like everything was going your way. you were done with boys after all the bs they put you through. love was the last thing on your mind—or at least that’s what you thought before you met pro volleyball player suna rintarō.

17 asterisks by @toorusushijima

warnings: cussing

you send 17 asterisks to your friends about the guy you’d date before kuroo tetsurou. they try and figure out who it is and once they do, all hell breaks loose.

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