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hxltic · 1 year
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imagine bokuto fucking you so good from behind
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you’re laid flat on your stomach, where he has two large hands digging into the small dip of your back. He’d already fucked you out, so now with every dragged curl of his hips, it feels ten times longer. He’d go slow before increasing speed.
Sweat is dripping down your body and wetting your hair. He does that lopsided full grin of his and brushes his own sweat droplets from his forehead, before shifting weight completely to his palms and slamming down almost fully parallel to your body. You were pinned. Your walls tugged against the length of him, massaging his cock in a way no fist can. You were tight but so fucking wet, and with every slap of his forgotten balls you get closer and closer to what,, your 4th orgasm?
“H-ah fuck! Oh m’god Ko-“
The bed rocks with every roll, your chin slowly falls with the weight of your head, and your eyes droop inconsistently. You start to mumble to no one into the covers.
“Mmph, fills s’gud,” you’d whine.
“Just hold out for me alright baby? You’re takin’ it like a fucking champ.”
He adjusts one hand to disperse along the whole portion of your back, allowing him to grab one arm and fold it into his hold. He copied the movements for the other while your hips naturally rise. You, him, and the bed bullied the supporting wall together, causing scratch marks of dark grey to stain it. With the loss of cognizance, you didn’t notice how he wasn’t as horizontal anymore, but was pressed more on his knees. The strength he even has to do that is insane— and honestly, you wish you could admit it—but you were too distracted by the slight upward angle this entailed.
If your eyes weren’t rolled back, they were now. Your jaw hung slack when they first shot wide, portraying on your face the exact feeling of ecstasy that ran through your veins. Bokuto noticed how you became stagnant for just a split second. Idle, even.
You then shivered and shook as you sporadically pushed your hips back in an escape. Of course, this was futile with no arms.
“H-Oh my fucking god Kotarō,” your voice was higher than he’d ever heard it.
He just roughed you up towards him, grabbing you by the fat of your ass connecting to your hips, and slipped himself back in like nothing happened. When you tried to wiggle away, you successfully got him to let one hand loose, but the consequence was that one shoulder was on the bed and the other wasn’t, so now your neck was craning to look at him by the side in doggy.
Thrusting into you in a new position where there was nothing left of his dick to see, you could’ve screamed. There was no buildup or anything, he hit the same spot about twice a second, but you were out of energy. In this moment he sacrificed speed for power. With a mindless, animalistic groan, you pushed against him from inside and came. The mixed-haired man smiled once white started to peek out whenever he thrusted. Your ass stained red along with your tightly held wrist.
So you laid there and took it all instead, half mentally here and half not. He only laughed that boisterous laugh from behind you and forced your hips down. They’d ricochet off, then return with momentum. It was hot and wet, a lewd scene with your mixed sounds and his loud grunts. And you know when Bokuto wants something, he goes all out.
He knew you knew the safe word, and he knew you knew when to use it; therefore, he’d fuck you until you could barely think. You loved it.
He’d taunt, “You tryna run away?”
“Hummph”
“sorry babe, what was that?”
“n’mm.”
“close enough.” he concludes breathlessly.
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ushijimaschubbs · 4 days
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your husband who misses you so much at work that he finds an excuse to call you to his office but ends up pressing your legs against your shoulders on his desk as he rams into you aggressively, sloppy kisses occasionally and does not stop until he fucks you dumb to the extent you're blabbering his name through your orgasm.
-NANAMI,toji, higurama, geto
-daichi, KUROO, iwaizumi, bokuto, aone, TENDOU
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jasscheeks · 4 days
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Hi hi! Your blog is so good! I really love it, especially the jjk smaus recently lol! What do you think about some Haikyuu smaus too? (I just have been in my zone since the movie lmao)
haikyuu! boys if…
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you tell them you’re on your period…
pairings: bokuto, suna, iwaizumi x f!reader
warnings: girlfriend is used, just suna being suna.
thank you for your request!! finally i get to post these because they have literally been collecting dust in my camera roll 😀
let me know who you guys want to see next!!
m.list | part 2?
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thank you for reading!! let me know if i should make a smau storyline 😛
m.list
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omeumi · 11 months
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haikyuu boys as things ive seen/done as a HS volleyball player:
sakusa borderline verbally assaulting someone for using his jump rope without permission during conditioning.
bokuto hitting a ball directly into the ceiling in such a way that it tore some of the instillation. (yes, we still make fun of the guy who did it.)
atsumu posing proudly when a coach calls his name, only for it to be for some absolutely foul criticism.
hinata running full force into the ref podium beside the net to make a pass, promptly knocking over the entire podium.
kageyama letting the gym door shut without thinking and accidentally locking out half of the team in the rain.
tsukishima - idk how to format this one, but that one time i texted my teammate i was going to be late and he responded "ok? what does that have to do with me? i dont care." (yes, im still very hurt.)
yamaguchi being told by a coach that he needs "confidence classes."
(thanks for reading, i have... so many of these...)
(part two here)
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strawberrykake · 2 years
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surprising him w ur son wearing the same outfit as him
father’s day special ❣️ insp by this
warnings: timeskip!haikyuu, kuroo is slightly suggestive (baby fever), daughter ver.
Ushijima, Bokuto, Daichi, Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Kita
Ushijima 👟
Your husband who’s already tying his shoelaces, getting prepped up for his early morning run doesn’t hear you enter the living room with your very hyper 3 year old son wearing a new outfit
Specifically, a matching pair of the black adidas tracksuit that your husband wore every morning
“Hon? Going for a run?” You ask in a sing-song voice.
“Yeah. I’ll be back in a jiffy.” He stands up straight and turns around to give you a peck when he feels a tug on his pants.
“Dada,” your child coos, eyes wide looking up at his father.
You smirk, waiting for his reaction
But it’s delayed bc he’s the most oblivious man you know
“Hey, sport.” He bends down and swoops up the kid effortlessly, tickling his neck with kisses. “Now, wait a minute.” Your husband pauses and lifts your kid higher, studying his look. “What in the world,” he chuckles. The small boy giggles, wiggling in his father’s hold.
Ushijima looks over at you, an eyebrow raised. “Darling?
“Hehe,” you cover your mouth to muffle your giggles. “You like?” He looks back at his son’s matching pants and jacket and shoes.
“I love.” He holds his giggling son close in his right arm, opening the door with his left. “We’ll be right back, mommy.”
“What?” You ask, a little caught off guard. Ushijma usually goes on runs by himself while you and your son wait at home.
“Im canceling runs today. We’re going on a walk.” The sudden decision makes you send him a questioning look.
“He didn’t eat breakfast yet,” you point out.
“Then let’s stop by Mcdonald’s.” Ushijima’s smile is stuck on his face as he’s adjusting the zipper of his son’s jacket. Ushijima isn’t a fan of fast food but his son loves it and he loves to spoil him very much. Although, McDonald’s for breakfast is a rare thing.
You hesitate before nodding in agreement. You tie up your hair and grab your purse before walking to the door where your husband and son stood.
“Yay! Meek Danno!” Your kid raises his fists. Where did he learn that? Ushijima reaches out to you, pulling you in for a kiss on your cheek.
“Thank you,” he says. “You know, you should get an outfit yourself,” he says smirking. Before you could comment, the boy starts to whine.
“I want kithhhh.” You and Ushijima look to each other, chuckling. Then each of you kiss the sides of his face simultaneously, making him giggle.
Bokuto 📸
Bokuto who’s going through a little emo phase bc of his work, lays down on his couch an arm over his head
You decide to cheer him up by surprising him with your son dressed in the same outfit as him: a grey hoodie, brown shorts and a brown beaded bracelet
“Go tell, daddy,” you whisper in your son’s ear, tickling him.
He giggles silently and tiptoes his way to his moping father on the furniture.
his little fingers tap on Bokuto’s sleeved arm covering his face.
“Rockstar, is that you?” He calls his son by the little nickname he created for him. His little rockstar. Which the child LOVES.
You laugh to yourself. Never gets old. Bokuto moves his arm away, his eyes peeking out playfully at his son. When it comes to his son, his emo phase is immediately turned off. He always makes sure his baby is happy.
Suddenly, it’s as if something struck him as sits up, noticing his son’s outfit. “Woah! Look at you!” And then Bokuto’s beaming as if all his troubles have gone away. Bokuto holds up his son and spins him around in the air. “Well, aren’t you the coolest looking dude?” You laugh, catching his attention. “Babe, do you see this? We’re twins!” His emo phase is practically long gone, hair no longer drooping and eyes wide with surprise.
“Haha, you are,” you say, laughing. “Here, honey, I’ll take a picture of you guys.” You lift a camera and your husband is quick on his feet, placing his son on the ground for one photo. Then, picking him up and making several poses..
“Peace-sign! Peace-sign!” And the little kid slowly tries to mimic his father’s gestures. “There we go, my boy!”
After their photo op, the two are playing in their cute matching outfits and you cant help but snap more photos for memory of this day. The next thing you know, they’re fast asleep on the couch with matching open mouths as they snore. Somehow, the strings of their hoodies ended up tied together, making you raise a brow and lips curve. Bokuto has his arm around the little one who is curled up, snuggling into his father’s shirt.
You snap another picture, laughing silently to yourself. That’s a new lockscreen for sure.
Daichi 🔨
Daichi was in the kitchen to fix the sink’s leaky faucet when his son comes barging in
You follow the kid behind him, hands behind your back
“Daddy, look!” The boy exclaims holding a toy hammer in his hand, handing it to his father.
Your son was supposed to show his outfit, not the hammer in his hand
he probably misunderstood when you told him to go “show daddy” as he held his toy in his hand.
“Whatcha got there, buddy?” Daichi chuckles, taking the rubber hammer. “S’it for me?”
He studies the object. Then his eyebrows furrow.
You cup a hand over your mouth to stifle a laugh. You knew that look.
He looks back up to his son, making a double take, and noticing the matching black polo shirt and khakis.
That’s when he drops the hammer “Oh my god,” he chuckles again, but this time in disbelief. He picks up the boy, walking over to you.
“Honey?” He motions to his son in his arms and to his outfit, posing. “How do we look?” Your husband smiles widely.
“You two look dashing,” you say.
“This is the best day ever.” He places a kiss on his son’s cheek before tickling him silly and swinging him. The kid starts giggling uncontrollably and you can’t help but chuckle from the contagious laughter. Daichi places the squirming child back on the ground, before walking over to you.
“Thank you,” he says with a soft gaze, cupping your cheeks with both of his hands and placing a huge kiss on your lips. “Mmmmwah.”
“Mmph!” the feeling of his strong palms squeezing your cheeks overwhelm you. But a soft giggle escapes you and Daichi knows that you love when he does this. Your son stands on the side, running his toy car across the furniture. His head spins to his parents hearing your giggle. And Daichi is giving all his attention back to the boy.
“Wow, neat car you got there!” He smiles, watching his kid with adoration.
Looks like the sink’s repair will have to wait.
Kuroo 👔
Kuroo had just gotten from work, his tie loosened and coat immediately thrown off
now left in his white collared long sleeve and dress pants.
“Hey, honey,” he greets you with a lingering kiss.
“Welcome back,” you say, pressing your lips against his.
He leans over you to deepen the kiss, his hands resting on your lower back
And you giggle pushing him back.
He chuckles. “Where’s the little one?”
“Close your eyes,” you say, smiling.
“Huh?” he asks, confused.
“Babe, close your eyes, trust me.”
And he closes them, a corner of his lips turning. “What is this, huh?”
“No peeking!” you warn. And right on time, your son rushes toward his father from behind you.
Kuroo feels something hugging his leg.
“S’that you, rascal?” The kid makes babbling noises as Kuroo ruffles his hair, eyes still closed.
You bend down and grab the child. “C’mere, baby.” You lift him into your arms. “Okay! Open, babe.”
Kuroo opens his eyes and gasps. “This isn’t real.” His open mouth turns into a smile and the kid mirrors his father’s expression. You had set up an outfit for your son similar to Kuroo’s work clothes, and even styling his hair to match the crow-like shape of his father’s.
Your son opens his arms as an invitation for Kuroo to take him from your hold, and Kuroo chuckles, grabbing the toddler.
“He looks so handsome! You look so handsome, bud!” Kuroo tickles the belly of the child, making him laugh.
“He looks like you,” you say staring at your child fondly. Their resemblance is uncanny. From the jet black hair, the eyes, and the same smug expression. Anybody could tell that Kuroo’s genes were strong on this one.
“Exactly,” Kuroo smirks. Of course his handsome little boy looks just like his handsome father. It only makes him think about sharing more kids with you. “I want more children. Let’s make more of these, yeah?” Kuroo says bluntly. And you had to whack him in the shoulder.
“Testurou!” You say flustered.
“What? I’m just sayin,” he defends, the child lightly bouncing on his hip and busy playing with his father’s messy hair.
“We can talk about this later,” you say, smiling at your cute son. Kuroo leans down to give you a peck on your cheek as a thank you for this little event you made for him.
Iwaizumi ☕️
Iwaizumi was sitting on the couch
his computer on his lap as he remains his focus on his work, typing at a fast pace
he had just got off a zoom call with his co-worker
lately, he’s been stressed and working hard the whole day, spending his time on the screen
while consuming an unhealthy amount of caffeine to keep himself awake (you had to take it away from him)
wanting to cheer him up, you and your dear son come up with a small surprise
you enter the room holding your neatly dressed son’s hand as you approach him
“Oh hey,” your husband looks up, rubbing his eyelids
Iwaizumi’s tired eyes squint, looking at his adorable son who is. . .dressed up as him?
His eyes widen when he realizes that what he’s seeing isn’t a hallucination. The boy had changed out of his previous clothes and is wearing the same exact clothes his father’s wearing: white tank and grey sweats.
“Did you get dressed up like me? Hmm?” Iwaizumi tosses his laptop aside, bringing his full attention to his son who cheerfully walks toward his dad. “Come here, you,” he says with a huff, picking up his son. A smile adorns the father’s face as he watches the energetic kid squeeze his father’s cheeks.
“This is crazy,” you say to yourself, shaking your head. Combined with their outfits, the two males are mirrors of each other. Your son got your husband’s spiky hair and eyes. However, you could see your smile in his. And that was Iwaizumi’s favorite part.
“Come here, momma,” your husband calls out to you and pats the space next to him. You perk up at his voice, following his words. As you sat down, you watched Iwaizumi continue to entertain his kid, giving him light tickles with his lips. “Oh, you little handsome thing.” Iwaizumi pauses when he notices you staring lovingly at them. And his smile brightens. “I love this. Our baby’s too cute.”
“I know right?” You say, grabbing your kid’s chubby cheek and giving it a light squeeze.
“Why don’t we do this often?” Iwaizumi asks and the kid moves out of his father’s lap, walking onto the cushion of the couch. It makes Iwaizumi tear his eyes away from you, to help balance his energetic child walk across the couch. “Careful, boy.”
“We should.” You stand up and quickly pick him up. “You both are so cute like this!” Looking between your husband and your child, you boop their noses. Iwaizumi is shocked by your action. Unable to help himself, plus, the image of you holding his child, he gives you a huge kiss then placing another on his child’s forehead.
“I love you two.” He sighs contently and realizes he could really use a break from work for a minute.
Kita 🍚
Coming back from delivering rice packs, Kita is exhausted
you greet him at the door as he enters with a comforting smile
“Shinsuke,” you say, hugging your husband.
“Hey, darlin’” he places a kiss on your lips and wraps his arms around your waist.
“Where’s our little ball of happiness?” he whispers in case the child he spoke of was asleep
“I’m glad you asked.” You smirk, before turning and calling your son. “C’mon baby, show papa what you got!”
And there goes your little ball of happiness skipping into the room with a replica of Kita’s clothes. The man lets you go and slowly approaches the child.
“Woah,” he breathes in amazement. It’s like looking at a reflection of his youth. “Where did you—How did you—?” Kita is astonished, his head turning to look between you and his son. He finally squats and lets the kid jump into his arms, squealing.
“Ordered the outfit online and it arrived today, so…here we are. Surprise, love,” you say, bringing your phone out for a photo as Kita tickles the boy’s neck with kisses.
“Oh my god…” Your husband stands with your son in his arms, walking over to you. He sighs. “I love you,” and gives you a kiss, before facing his child. “And I love you!” He lifts the kid into the air, spinning. The joy on their faces mirroring each other.
Before you know it, Kita is outside admiring the orangey sky with his son. The baby points at something in the sky, probably a bird or maybe a weirdly shaped cloud. Kita gazes along with him. It’s moments like these that make you forget all that is wrong with the world.
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bananawafers · 5 months
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haikyuu boys in an arm wrestling match with their s/o
would take the game seriously because they refuse to lose at ANYTHING:
ushijima, kageyama, bokuto, kyoken (mad dog)
would almost let you win to tease you, and then beat you:
oikawa, kuroo, atsumu, terushima, suga, keishin ukai
would put up a good “fight” but lose bc they’re a simp:
asahi, iwaizumi, yamahuchi, daichi
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white-poppie · 1 year
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MSBY! Thirst tweets
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A/N: The way I had to search up thirst tweets because I have no idea how people write things on twitter, the mildest ones are the ones I wrote- I am shook. (Not me using the Bangchan meme for Hinata."
Try to guess which ones I wrote ;)
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𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀
"Hello, this is Atsumu Miya from MSBY black jackals and m' reacting to thirst tweets!" the faux blonde grinned happily.
"Are you on twitter, Miya-san?"
"I used to be, but then I deleted it, it's a scary place," the man shudders exaggeratedly, clutching the fish bowl with paper scraps closer to him.
Carefully he takes out one piece and unfolding it, head tilting in delight at the question.
"I want Atsumu Miya to crush my skull between his massive thighs."
A cocky grin made its way onto his face, he slaps his thigh, looking straight at the camera, "As much as I would love to indulge in fan service, I don't wanna be charged for man-slaughter"
He laughs and throws the scrap of paper on the floor, fishing for another.
"I want a piece of that cake Atsumu carries everyday"
A snort leaves Atsumu's mouth after reading, "Y'all need to chill, seriously."
Taking another piece of paper out, Atsumu read.
"Fuck Daddy-Issues or Mommy-issues, my only issue is, not having Atsumu Miya in my arms right now!"
"Awww, this one is so cute man," he grins, "thank you 'Mrs.Miya49. By your username, it seems as if you have already claimed me though," he says with a wink.
"Alright this is the last one," he says and speakes in an exaggeratedly British accent.
"Atsumu Miya is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, my ovaries are ready to produce Miya 3.0. thank you very much."
"Holy shit," he gasps, "I am so flattered that you think I am gorgeous, but I think you should contact my twin for Miya 3.0, though. He is more of a family guy than I am," he says and pauses, "for now at-least," he winks.
"I might re-download Twitter to reply to you guys now."'
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𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎
"Hey, this is Bokuto Koutaro from MSBY black jackals and today I am reacting to thirst tweets with puppies."
Bokuto cackles while sitting on the floor, as majestic tiny creatures step out of a wooden crate, "great, now I am not going to get any work done"
He scratches gently behind a brown one's ear, his large hand making the puppy seem even tinier. One of them struggles to climb on Bokuto's lap. He gently places him on his crisscrossed legs and canine soon nuzzles in. While one puppy minds his own business biting Kou's shoes.
"Oh hey buddy, that's not nice," he gently pushes the puppy away with his pointer finger, which only spites the tiny fiend more.
"Right, I won't get distracted now, I can see the director glaring," he laughs while petting the puppy nestled in his lap, peacefully.
"Bokuto Koutaro is what SZA had in mind when she wrote 'big-boy'. This man DESTROY me, manhandle me, tear me apart. I would have no regrets."
Bokuto blinks rapidly as if trying to process the info, "wow-uhm you guys are violent, but yeah I have heard that song, but it never crossed my mind even once."
Bokuto pouts at the puppy, chewing the laces of his branded shoes, away so that the camera can't see, "I should cover your ears, eh?"
"I want to be crushed by Bokuto, this man can throw me over his shoulder like a potato sack, please please please."
"I mean if you are asking so nicely, I'll throw you over my shoulder; no crushing though, I like my fans uncrushed!" he laughs boisterously.
"I wanna lick the sweat off Koutarou's abs, bet it's the sweetest thing ever."
Bokuto scrunches his face in disgust, "Gross, I mean of that's what you are into- but I beg you please reconsider, that's very unhygienic," he says while kissing the pup's head with a loud 'mwah', "Sakusa would have had a breakdown just reading this."
"Wanna bite Bokuto's man-tiddies nom nom nom, wanna mark him all up"
Bokuto blinks aggressively looking at the camera in a way that would be used by his fans as a meme reaction for months to come, "Is this Atsumu? I bet it was Atsumu tweeting this. That guy always calls his abs man-tiddies."
Bokuto pouts sadly as the staff takes the puppies away, "This was Bokuto Koutaro from MSBY Black Jackals, reading thirst tweets with puppies. Send more of these guys so I can come and play the pups!"
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𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐎
"Hello folks! This is Hinata Shoyo from MSBY Black Jackals and today I am reacting to thirst tweets!" the tangerine haired-boy said excitedly as rubber his palms together in delight.
In his muscular arms, he holds the phone the staff gave him and reads the first tweet.
Hinata Shoyo has such a big leap, like a rabbit, jsksjksjk he the cutest
Hinata giggles at the comparison, "I have been called a lot of things in life, rabbit has to be the first, I like it!"
He glances at the tweet again, "You know what else is big ?" he pauses looking down at his legs, "My...uh feet! My feet!" he quickly averts the topic after he earns a glare from the manager.
Research shows that if you are scared of spiders, you are likely to find them in your room...ooo I am so scared of Hinata Shoyo. It would be soooo scary if he climbed into my bed at night~
Hinata laughs loudly, licking his lips, "You guys are so creative, how do you even think of these things?"
Hinata shakes his head, smiling as he scrolls on
I want Hinata Shoyo to [redacted] me [redacted] and [redacted] my guts while whispering [redacted] into my ear.
"Did- did you just physically type out redacted-" Hinata says with his mouth open in shock, "it can be interpreted in many ways you know?"
"It can be I want Hinata Shoyo to call me tonight and operate my guts while whispering 'touch some grass' in my ear" He shrugs his shoulders, "Not so thirsty now."
Looking at Hinata should be illegal, I saw one of his games and now I got pregnant. Who is going to take the responsibility now @msbyblackjackals.official ? Huh? Huh??
"BAHAHAH you even tagged the official account" he laughs, wiping the tears from his eyes, "please let me know the update on the child, I will take responsibility."
"This was Hinata Shoyo from MSBY reading thirst tweets, thank you for all the sweet and thirsty comments, appreciate them equally"
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𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈
"Do I really have to do this?" he mutters hesitant, looking at the rolling camera.
"Yes Sakusa-san, everyone from the team is doing this."
"Fine," he sighs, "this is Sakusa Kiyoomi from MSBY black jackals and I am reacting to thirst tweets."
He hesitantly reads the first question displayed on the screen
I want Sakusa to chew on my head like a bubblegum.
Sakusa looks at the camera with a disgusted expression, "no."
Omi is the man of my dreams, a knight in shining armour, rose petals and shit. I want him to rail the life out of me.
Sakusa sighs and lets out a small hum of acknowledgement, "This one isn't that bad. Flattered to hear that I am the man of your dreams, darling."
Not to be all NSFW and shit, but I wanna like...hold hands with Sakusa... >_<
Sakusa chortles at the message, "you got me scared there for a second. Sorry, I am not really good with physical contact and stuff, but this was sweet."
Sakusa's pretty and veiny hands with long fingers bark bark bark!! I wanna be a mosquito and suck the blood out of those veins nom nom; use them as a necklace and stuff.
"Very...specific fetishes you people have," he looks down at his hands, "no hand necklaces for you." he grins and flexes the veins on his hands, "Not until you ask nicely for it~."
"This was Sakusa Kiyoomi, reading thirst tweets. You guys need therapy and I am more than ready to pay for it."
"Oo Sugar Daddy Vibes," the production crew laughs.
"Remind me to never do this again."
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clouduyu · 5 days
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i recently saw that one meme and immediately thought of bokuaka
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lowkeyremi · 9 months
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His birthday k. bokuto
Remi's note: Happy birthday to my favorite owl, ily (also i wrote the sky-diving thing based on my own experience)
CW: established relationship, fluff, kinda rushed
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"WOOHOO!" He screams, and you startle awake.
"W-what? Ko baby what's up?" You ask sleepily. You open your eyes, they're bleary and you're trying to comprehend what's going on right now.
"Honey get up! It's my birthday! Let's go celebrate!!" Bokuto spouts all at once. You'd think after a certain age people wouldn't care too much about their birthdays. Your husband proves you wrong because he is twenty-eight, and still excited like a two year old going to chuck-e-cheese for their birthday.
"Slow your roll, I still need to get up. I also need caffeine." You mumble. Those golden eyes watch as you sit up and blink slowly to adjust to the morning.
"Don't worry, sweetness! I already made you some (coffee or tea)!" He exclaims with a cup in his hand. How did that get there? You could have sworn that wasn't in his hand a few seconds ago.
When he hands you the mug you take a nice long sip with a loud exhale at the end. "Thanks, Ko."
"Mhm, what're you feeling today? I have a couple outfits picked out for ya!" He points to the dress where sure enough, there are three or four outfits laid out.
"Where are we going? You seem to wanna get a move on." The one thing that you never understood was why Bokuto wanted to spoil you on his birthday. He always takes you places and buys you stuff. He says 'seeing you happy makes me happy, and that's all I want for my birthday.'
Every year he tells you not to get him anything besides your love. Which is cheesy. You got him something.
This actually took a long time to plan because you had to think of something he wouldn't expect. Kuroo played a role in your surprise gift.
"Yeah I do. We're driving two hours today. The sooner we get there the better." You look at him in disbelief.
"Kotaro Bokuto." You say sternly.
"I promise this time it's gonna be something I wanna do." That's what he's said in the past and it was never true.
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He watched you go through you're daily routine, smiling at every little thing. He was over excited about helping you with little things like slipping your shoes on or setting the timer so your makeup could dry.
You guys where ready to go around nine am. Bokuto stopped by his favorite restaurant to get breakfast to go for the ride.
"These burritos never fail!!" He exaggerates with a loud moan as he takes another huge bite.
"You are a piece of work." You sigh with a smile taking a bite out of your own burrito.
Throughout the ride Bokuto plays songs you used to listen to when he first met you. He purposely sung off key just to piss you off make you laugh.
He wanted to play road-trip games but you had to remind him countless times that he was DRIVING so he can't play road-trip games.
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You really had no clue where he'd brought you. The place looked empty based on the amount of cars present in the parking lot. Before you can even process it, he opens your car door, "Come on honey, don't wanna be late."
Your hands are intertwined and he guides you into a small white building.
"I brought you to an indoor sky-diving place because I'm too scared to actually sky-dive, yet." He explains, a grin crosses your face when he mentions real sky-diving.
"Let's do it then!" You say excitedly.
Bokuto checks you two in for your reservation. The instructor takes you two back to a little room to teach you the basics of indoor sky-diving. She says it's similar to outdoor sky-diving. She shows you the three hand signals you'll need to know so the operate can know how you're feeling.
Once you two have grasped the concept so she brings you to the sky-diving area. Bokuto goes first, he looks so cute and funny swinging his legs all around in the glass cylinder trying to remember what the woman had taught him.
"Baby look! I'm flying!" He yells trying to flap like a bird, which messes up his flow and causes him to bump into the glass wall. Your giggle goes unnoticed as he exists the glass when the air stops flowing.
"Mrs. Bokuto, you're up!" The operator yells. After checking your helmet once more you're stepping into the cylinder.
Over all the experience was quite fun and you got some good pictures of your husband being silly.
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When you arrived home, you put your hand over Bokuto's eyes in order to keep him from looking.
You motion to Kuroo who is already in you're house looking at you waiting for the signal.
"Okay Ko, open them up!" He opens his eyes and you remove your hand. Standing round your kitchen table is Tsukki, Kuroo, Akaashi, Kenma, Atsumu, Hinata, and surprisingly Sakusa.
"Happy birthday!!" They all say in unison.
"I wanted you to celebrate with your friends, so outside I set up the net so you guys can play a few rounds of volleyball." You say meekly with a huge smile plastered on your face.
"Babyyyyyy." Bokuto drags out with a smile.
"Thank you so much! Come on guys! Let's go play some volleyball before it gets super late!" Bokuto kisses you. When he detaches his lips from you, he grabs your arm and drags you out to come play volleyball with all his friends.
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moon4nge1 · 9 months
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[t h e_o t h e r_b o y]
Pairings! Tsukishima, Hinata, Osamu, Suna, Bokuto, Akaashi x gn!reader
CW! Implied cheating, suggestive, reader’s boyfriend is toxic [nothing goes into detail!], haikyuu boys being the other man, not proofread!
Notes! Woah I’m back from my little disappearance! Anyways, I don’t support cheating if you’re doing it just because you can! In these scenarios, the reader is in a toxic relationship, but can’t get out a put it! [doesn’t go into detail of relationship!]
Maybe part 2 with others..?
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As your phone rang on your nightstand, a groan left your lips as you knew who was calling you. You reached over to grab the phone…
Tsukishima smirked lazily at you, his hands slithering along your waist to pull to back to his chest. “Now why do you still give that loser the time of day?” He mumbled into the back of your neck, his lips brushing softly along the skin. A smile made your way to your lips as you turned your head slightly to look at the blond behind you. “Suki, he’s still my boyfri-“ before you could finish he cut you off with a scoff, “say that to me while you’re in my arms again, and I swear to you, you won’t be walking straight tomorrow.”
Despite Hinata’s jolly mood couple seconds ago, a frown immediately appeared when you slipped out of his arms. He knew it was wrong, to hold you when you’re in a relationship-even if it was toxic, he should’ve still respected it. But you were just too tempting to him, so tempting, he broke his morals for you. Snatching your phone out of your hands, he declined the call. “Sho!” You gasped, looking back at the boy in your bed, “why did you do that?” His frown deepened at your words, tossing your phone on the other side of your bed, he moved above you. Your back pressed back down on your bed as his hands rested on your hip, his thumb rubbing soft circles against the skin. “Why do you want to talk to him? Do you not enjoy talking to me?” He mumbled softly, his head dipping down to your neck to leave feather light kisses along the skin.
Osamu rolled his eyes as he let out a long sigh, rolling onto his back as he spread his arms out. He glanced over towards you, seeing you pick up the call from your boyfriend. Your smile dropped into a frown at whatever the bum was spitting to you through the phone, he watched, bitting along his bottom lip. Silently, his moved closer to you so you’re within his reach. Wrapping you in his arms securely, he pulled you back down into the plush mattress. Your eyes widen in surprise as you suppressed the gasp of shock. You quickly muted your mic, turning to the grey haired boy, “Samu! You know I’m on the phone” you whispered, but made no attempt to escape the grasp of his arms. “Unmute, let him hear what you sound like when you’re actually in love” he replied, a smirking forming on his face as he captured your lips with his.
Suna knew full well what he was doing, holding your phone in one hand as the other went to cover your mouth. The sound of your boyfriends voice came through the speakers of the phone and suna couldn’t help but laugh at it. “Seriously, what do you see in this guy?” He chuckled, shaking his head as he looked down at you. He took off speaker phone as he placed the phone to his ear, keeping his eyes locked on you, “hello?…ah, y/n?..hey now don’t be mad because you’re not the one in bed..” he laughed, and your eyes widened at his words. In a hurry, you snatched your phone back from the chocolate haired boy. “It’s not wh-“ you stopped mid sentence when you realized that nobody was on the phone. Embarrassment and anger filled you as looked up at boy, shoving his chest. “That’s not funny suna!” Even when you’re angry at him, he can’t help but smile. “Bunny, it’s everything what it sounds like.” He mumbled, leaning down to your lips.
The energetic Bokuto, who seemed to be in a much calmed mood, smiled widely as he held you firmly in his arms. He head buried into the crevice of your neck as he let out a deep exhale. Only when your started to shuffle your way away from him, did he peek open an eye. Seeing you reaching for the phone made him tug you back. “No. You don’t get to entertain other men when you’re with me” he pouted, pushing his head deeper in you neck and planting a couple kisses to the skin. “Ko..but you’re the other man im entertaining if we’re being honest” you mumbled, running a hand through his hair. With that sentence, he let out a dramatic gasp, raising his head to look at you. “No! Take that back y/n. I will not be the other man- I mean yes, technically I am, but! I will not accept that title” he grumbled, shaking his head. With a soft laugh leaving you, you nodded your head and pulled him back down to you. “Okay, fine you’re not the other man”
Akaashi’s sleep was interrupted by the annoying ring of your phone. “Turn it off” he grumbled, rolling over onto his back he made sure to move you with him. With a huff of small annoyance you squirmed around in his arms, “well I can’t if you keep pulling me along with you when you move!” You muttered, managing to pry away one of his arms. He only hummed in response, too tried to make a sentence until he heard the voice of your boyfriend come through your phone when you accepted the call. His eyes shot open as he snapped his head towards you, “you’re not seriously talking to that shithead at this hour” he muttered lowly, narrowing his eyes at you. You waved your hand dismissively to him in response, earning you another grumble. In a quick movement, Akaashi snatched the phone and hung up on the boy. “How can sleep when my Princess if talking to other boys?” He mumbled, pulling you back to him in a tight hug. “Kei! What the hell? Now I have to call him back!” You responded, shuffled around trying to reach your phone. “No, you don’t have to do anything but cuddle with me. Now go back to sleep”
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prettykitty3061 · 1 year
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himbo! bokuto headcanons
cw : ooc bokuto, very dumbified bokuto ( i recognize he is actually not this dumb), little pervy bokuto ( he keeps staring at your skirt and dress), tell me if i missed anything
(a/n): i haven't been able to write anything bc i couldn't think of anything or didn't have my computer.
himbo!bokuto is so adorable and hot that it's not even funny.
bokuto genuinely can't get enough of you, he's always thinking of you, what you'll say when you see him, what you'll think of his new piercing, what you'll wear to his upcoming game, and so much more
bokuto's mind is constantly full of you. he tries his best to pay attention in his English class, but he can't take his eyes off the way your leg swings under your desk, how your skirt is just a little too short and tight for you, and the way you look over at him when the teacher yells at him to pay attention. he doesn't even pay the teacher a glance as he looks back over at you with that adorable gaze.
bokuto loves to give you cute little trinkets, especially rocks, and crystals. he just can't help himself whenever he sees them and immediately has to find the shiniest, clearest, and prettiest one, so it resembles you. his favorite part about getting you the pretty little rocks is the way your face lights up, already knowing that he brought you something by the way he hid it so obviously behind his back, but that didn't matter. he's too cute for you to try and tell him that it was obvious because his reaction is always as excited as yours whenever he buys you things.
bokuto practically trips when he goes to pick you up for a date and he sees you in a tiny little dress that perfectly tugs at your waist, going over all the curves around your body, the way it gives him just the amount of space for him to see your collarbone, and the beautiful color. never did anyone think that bokuto could get any more clueless or in love with you, but they were all proved wrong. seeing the dress around your shape made bokuto lose a few more brain cells. he genuinely can't even spout out a word, only spluttering on the few words he always said "hey hey hey, I'm bokuto"
he's so lost that he doesn't even know that he said anything, finally pulled out of his trance by you laughing and wrapping your arms around his bicep, which was not so subtly bulging out of the shirt that was way out of his size, it was probably akaashi's seeing as all his clothes were at your house.
bokuto is so fucking hot and he's so dumb about it. he doesn't have that many self-esteem issues since you came around, but he genuinely has no idea how attractive he is. he'll be so confused once you start clinging up to him because you just can't stand the way he wears just grey sweatpants around yours or his own house/room. he's clueless about why you keep kissing up his toned chest, thinking that maybe you might be thirsty (idk I'm so tired at this point) and grabs you a small water. when you pout, he can't take it anymore and begs you to tell him what's wrong.
you tell him to wear a shirt, but he always forgets an hour later.
(a/n): halfway through i keyboard smashed bc i was stuck in what to write and accidentally closed tumblr and istg I almost cried.
i have no idea what was happening towards the end, I wanted to write ab toji and idk I'm like overheating in my room
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hxltic · 4 months
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It’s BOKUTO’S birthday!! In the decorated living room, he’s laughing with his friends and teammates that, when given the signal, push him down onto the couch and slap a children’s party hat onto his head. He’s confused at first but unable to stop giggling at whatever was said beforehand.
It takes a moment to see you amongst the many people there, despite being stood directly in front of him. A cheeky smile grows on his face that lights up the room even more when he gets a first glimpse of you. Everyone in attendance disperses to give him a clear view, so when he looks for the second time, his gaze shifts, and there’s something resonating within him that wasn’t there before.
His smile shrinks, but not in a bad way. Simultaneously, his eyes fall lower and lower the closer he gets to your feet.
Your hair was down. Your lips were painted a blood red, and there was a big number 12 on your stomach, surrounded by black with a hint of yellow in the scratch design. “Bokuto” was written at the top.
You’d had a larger version of his jersey made so you could wear it as a short dress. A short dress. It only shrinks as you step closer to him, but it matched the high heeled black boots you wore for the September breeze.
His mouth was just barely open the whole time, and he closed it when he realized, but his teeth clenched hard against each other when he looked back up to you to see a devilish smirk on your face.
By now you were within an arm’s length away, bowing seductively with two hands on his kneecaps. His throat feels tight when he swallows. He can only imagine the display from behind in a dress that short.
“Happy birthday baby,” you whisper, blinking through your eyelashes, pressing a light kiss to his lips. He immediately raises his back from the cushion of the couch through all the hoops and hollers, wrapping his large hand around your nape. He grunts and chases your lips greedily when you pull away, the aggravation clear on his face as if he can’t hear the people around.
He jokes, forcing a curl into his lips, “Why is my present running away from me?”
It was mainly to calm his “nerves” that were sending a blood rush directly to his lower half, but also to convince himself he wasn’t angry that this whole stupid party was planned if you were going to stand in front of him like this. “You’ll get the real present later, Kō.”
He’s silent after that, shifting and readjusting in the seat, hoping nobody would catch him moving his dick so that it wouldn’t sit heavy against his sweats amidst his friends.
It’s precisely why dancing for him, which you were planning to do but without an audience, doesn’t work. He gives in too quickly, and the desire to touch you is so raw he’s usually still in the chair dragging kisses down your throat as you throw your head back in ecstasy.
©️ hxltic
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kimbapisnotsushi · 1 month
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thinking about how funny it’d be if dating rumors popped up for every single member of the jp national team ABOUT every other member of the jp national team. like "hey i heard hoshiumi was dating hinata who's dating hyakuzawa who's dating kageyama who's dating sakusa" and on and on and on and nobody is really sure what's true and what isn't?? like. it's just so hard to tell???? fans snap a pic of yaku and bokuto out together on what COULD be a dinner date bc they look like they're holding hands but others insist that possibly CAN'T be true bc bokuto was seen with ushijima wakatoshi who was SMILING and "when was the last time you saw ushijima smiling like that?" so obviously bokuto and ushijima must be the ones dating.
and then oikawa tooru, setter for argentina's national team, posts a picture of himself with ushijima cuddling on the beach and everyone goes batshit wild
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miyazas · 2 years
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Hellooo! I have a request if you take them. Could you do a pt 2 if haikyuu boys sneaking in including Osamu and Iwaizumi + others of your choice? If you can’t that okay and I understand!
-<3 anon
SNEAKING INTO YOUR ROOM PART 2 — FT.HAIKYUU
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[❤︎] — Miya Osamu, Iwaizumi Hajime, Bokuto Koutarou , Aran Ojiro
warnings: suggestive content, making out, Arans is hinted at friends to lovers
PART 1 | PART 3 | TOKREV VER
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MIYA OSAMU ༢
“Your room is so fuckin’ cute, darlin.” Osamu teases as he lifts the stuffed animal that sits on your desk. “Samu stop teasing me.” You huff and yank it out of his hands before gently setting it back where it belongs. “m’ not teasin’ m’just stating a fact. What’s this one’s name huh?” He grabs another animal this time from your bed. “Leave them alone Samu.” You whine and try to grab the brown teddy bear from his hands. “Can’t, this little bear just can’t keep its paws off me.” “You wish Samu, now give me my bear back or we aren’t cuddling tonight.” You pull the bear out of his hands and hold onto it as you make yourself comfortable in bed. “Taking away ma cuddles privileges darlin’, that’s harsh.” He holds his chest in winces before settling himself in bed. “Are those glow up stars on the ceilin’? Took mines down when a’ was eight.” “Go to sleep Samu!”
IWAIZUMI HAJIME ༢
You feel yourself start to drool when you see Hajime lift himself inside your window with little to no effort.Biceps bulging out of his muscle tee he swings on leg over the window seal and is met with you impatiently waiting for him in your satin nightgown. “Hurry Haji, hurry!” You pull on his sleeve. “You ever learn a thing or two ‘bout patience doll?” He growls when he almost tips from your insistent pulling. “Yea yea, I want a kiss.” You grin and jump into your boyfriend's arms before shoving your lips on his. Hajime groans when he feels the softness of your body connect with his hard one like pieces of a puzzle. “I think I need to teach my doll a lesson about patience.” Iwaizumi chuckles before he gently sets you on the bed.
BOKUTO KOUTAROU ༢
“Push your shoulders together and just slide in Kou.” You tell him as he struggles to fit his big frame in your too small window. “Eugh! Did your window get smaller since the last time?” he complains as half of his body hangs inside of your room and the other hangs out your window. “ I think I’m stuck, help!” Kou starts to yell and you scurry to clamp his mouth shut. “Kou, you’re going to get us caught.” You whine and pull him—with all your might—into your bedroom. Boruto finally falls into the room and immediately stands up as if he didn’t take a harsh fall to the hard ground. “Baby, I missed you so so much.” He wraps his arms around your waist and sits you on the desk right next to the window. “Missed this nose,” he kisses your nose, “missed those pretty eyes,” he kisses your fluttering eyelids and you slowly wrap your legs around his hips “especially missed this cute pout” he plants a wet kiss on your lips. “Let me kiss you some more before we go the bed, please?”
ARAN OJIRO ༢
Aran stealthily sneaks into your bedroom window like he’s done this one hundred times, because he has. “Ro, what are you doing here?” You whisper hiss because he’s not supposed to be here. “Had to come keep my baby some company, obviously.” He rolls his eyes as if that was obvious. “Since when did I text you for some company?” You remark when he flops on your bed face forward. “I read your thoughts.” He says trying to hold in his smile as he wraps his arm around your waist and shoving his face in your stomach. “You got a crush on me or something?” You tease and rub at the back of his head. “Shut up and cuddle me.” He chuckles and the vibrations course through your body. “Like platonically?” You stutter as your face starts to heat up. “Don’t make me spell it out for you, you know I want you.”
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taeyamayang · 1 year
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CALLING THEM BABYGIRL
ft. miya atsumu, bokuto koutarou, & iwaizumi hajime
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ㅡyou tease them by calling them babygirl.
this is inspired by a conversation with an irl friend who finds it hilarious that i call hayakawa aki (chainsaw man) babygirl i mean, how can i not!! lol
tw: mentions/use of mommy, cursing, anddd nothing more ig. if there's anything let me know
(haikyuu!!, jujutsu kaisen, tokyo revengers)
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˚⸙͎۪۫⋆ Miya Atsumu
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atsumu is a bit unpredictable
one time he's up for a teasing (he initiates most of the time) but other times he's sensitive and overly dramatic
hence, curious of how he would react, out of the blue, you try it
he sits across from you with his back facing you
and his lower body tucked under a wooden table as he pretends to participate in the online meeting of MSBY
you scream-whisper,
"hey, babygirl!" to get his attention
he twists his neck to side, wondering if he has heard something
(or is the meeting too boring hence causing his brain to imagine things)
but when you repeat it, he finally turns around, brow arching as if asking you if it was indeed you calling him
he doesn't even question the pet name, please 😭
and when you repeat the term of endearment,
instant regret flashes before your eyes
this is why we don't play with fire, folks
a cheeky smile clads on his lips and behind his foxy eyes is mischief
he's definitely up to something
his volleyball-filled brain has thought of something that will bring you to instant K.O.
thus, he rolls his tongue over his bottom lip, supressing a growing smirk as he responds in a low seducing tone,
"yes, mommy?"
and just like that he renders your cheeks beat-red, floored, and caught of guard
he's enjoying it
he. fucking. enjoys this
he loves watching you internally scream and struggle to let out a single word
all to his doing
he leaves you wordless as he winks at you before shifting his attention back to the meeting as if nothing happened
˚⸙͎۪۫⋆ Bokuto Koutarou
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bless his soul because this man has the most endearing reaction of all
in all honesty, if he isn't six foot something the bbygirl term endearment fits him so well
his pure heart, naivety, enthusiasm, and positive outlook in life is soㅡ
ugh, i want to keep him in my pocket!!
but, yeah, going back
when you called him a babygirl he shoots you a look beyond confised, head tilted to the side, and his lips protruding into a pout
he questions,
"i don't get it, (y/n). why are you calling me that?"
and when you tell him because he is your babygirl
he laughs at you like you're a standup comedian who had just dropped a punch line
and says, "you are the babygirl. i'll protect you from anything that could harm you and spoil you with everything i have. and i'll love you with the way you deserve."
he bends down to level his glimmering eyes with you
and adds affectionately, ruffling your hair gently and his smile reaches his eyes
"am i right, babygirl?"
i mean...
how could you noooottttt fsndgs%@&#^!!
˚⸙͎۪۫⋆ Iwaizumi Hajime
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this one is a challenge
it's not like he dislikes pet names but the thing is
he doesn't want to admit that term of endearments make his stomach do backflips
so calling him a babygirl means trekking an unfamiliar path you don't want to be in
but still, you did
an absolute nuisance!!
he catches you on your first try, almost immediately because the next thing you know is that he's scowling at you
like you said a word he has never heard of that sounded nowhere near pleasant
"what?" he asks, eyes never leaving you
"i called you and said babygirl."
gulp
he's squinting his eyes on you now
but luckily he turns his head away and chooses to ignore his pesky other half
but that won't stop your teasing bc you're a lil shit
you repeatedly call him the nickname while lightly poking his sides,
"come on, babygirl. don't be shy and answer me with a polite 'yes'."
he counters with a strong flat, "no."
which, unfortunately for him, only gets you going
"go on look at me, babygirl. i know you missed me." your point fingers travels from his flexed bicep up to the crest of his cheek
a light tap was enough to bring his attention back to you however he keeps his mouth sealed
you run your thumb over his cheek and point out a lie in a whispering tone, "you're blushing. you like it when i call you babygirl, don't you?"
but a lie soon turned true as he feels his entire face heat up
iwaizumi hajime is embarrassed
damn you!!
as soon as you see the pink on his face, you burst out into a fit of laughter
only to be stopped when he says,
"we are over."
a joke, of course, bc your laugh is too contagious that he couldn't help but mask annoyance with a loving smile
you dramatically protest by lightly hitting his toned torso with your fist
"no! no! no! nooooo!!"
it is then iwa's turn to chuckle
he catches a flying fist with his hand before pulling you into an abrupt embrace
his chin rests on top of your head after giving you a peck on the side of your temple
"it's a joke but don't ever call me that again."
with the way he reacted, this definitely won't be the last of it
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as usuallll rbs and likes are very much appreciated! thanks for reading, stay hydrated mwa! <3
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weezmancer3 · 7 months
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Wait, what does PDA stand for?
Kageyhina and Bokuaka are on different sides of the PDA spectrum. Bokuaka is public displays of affection and Kageyhina is public displays of aggression. Both of their teams have created rules to prevent the couples in question from getting everyone else kicked out of establishments.
Please read through my tags, idk why I continued in there instead of here. Sorry :)
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