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yanderenightmare · 9 months
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can you expand on your idea of bully ! Tsukishima from haikyuu??? please, it sounded delicious uwu
Haikyuu!! IMAGINE
Tsukishima Kei x darling
TW: NSFW, dubcon, exhibitionism, "fingering in public"
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“Tch- look at you sitting here like a bookworm~” 
His words snuck up on you from behind, making you suck in a gasp where you sat, concentrating in the quiet library with a pen in your notes and your nose in a textbook – shrinking in your seat under the mean glare of the librarian who told you to hush.
“Who’re you tryna fool, huh?” Tsukishima crudely continued in spite of it, gripping the back of your chair while leaning over – his lips brushing the shell of your ear while he whispered. “Everyone knows you’re just a pretty pair of tits on legs- tch, no one expects there to be any actual brains in here.”
You pursed your lips with furrowed brows and rose from your chair, casting a sour look up at him through the slim glasses he looked down at you through – his face soft but with a sly smirk curling his lips.
You didn’t have time to humor him, you thought while gathering your books into your bag – this assignment wouldn’t figure itself out, no matter how hard you wished it would.
“Aw, come on~ you know I'm just joking~” He stopped you – snatching the textbook out from your flimsy grip and lifting it higher than you could reach.
“It's not very funny, Kei.” You sulked. Halfheartedly grabbing after your book, knowing you wouldn’t reach it either way.
“It’s funny to me.” He replied with a cock of his chin. “Besides, it’s not really my fault you make yourself such an easy target.” Smirk spreading while he glibbed, lazily lowering the book again with eyes giving you a patronizing leer. “You need my help, right?”
You bit your lip, shifting between looking up into his knowing eyes and the heavy calculus book weighed in his palm – then the assignment on the desk. Thinking about how long you’d sat there, pulling on your hair and chewing your pen, stuck on the same equation. 
You gave a defeated huff, sitting back down in surrender – and he offered a soft chuckle, pulling up a chair right beside you, opening the book to the right chapter. 
Your pout never dropped as he started tutoring – staring at the formulas he pointed to with worried eyes, twiddling your pen unsurely with a growing storm of hopeless confusion festering in your head.
You felt close to crying when his arm went from resting on the back of your chair to slipping between you, hand brushing your thigh – traveling beneath your skirt slowly, soon with fingers stroking the warm fabric of your panties.
“Kei…” You whined lowly. “Not here…” Begging with bashful eyes fluttering shyly around the library, terrified that anyone would see.
“You seem distracted… Maybe you want me to tutor you in something else, hm?” He ignored you, keeping his hand tucked between your thighs even as you tried closing them – running his long fingers up and down, teasing your slit through the thin cotton, smiling once feeling you get damp. Despite acting all cute and demure, you’re always so easy.
“We’re in the library, Kei...” You protested, keeping your voice hushed – cheeks heating as your breath flared, trying to keep your hips still.
“Yeah? What better place for you to learn something new?” He said playfully, not bothering with lowering his voice like you as his finger hooked around the trail of your panty and pulled it to the side. “You just need to stay quiet. Shouldn't be hard for someone who never has anything worthwhile to say anyway.”
“Tsukki-” You nagged with an insisting whine, rubbing your knees together to keep him away. Embarrassed and nervous and now hot and bothered – you choked on your heart, praying no one else in the quiet library had taken notice of the two of you.
“Spread wider.” He ordered, unbothered by your concerns – making you yelp with a strict pinch to the inside of your thigh when you didn’t obey. He clicked his tongue. “I told you to keep quiet- I'm not going to detention all because your dumb mouth couldn’t figure out how to shut up.”
You only whimpered with another breath, giving in to his wishes – sinking your teeth into your lip while opening your legs with a quickening heartbeat.
“There you go- good dummy~” He praised, now with a finger diving through your wet slit, up between your swelling pussylips to rub against your perky clitty. 
You moaned under your breath, feeling lightheaded and fuzzy and warm. Withholding further sighs and lusty sounds by biting into your lip, making them come out as petty whimpers instead. Thighs quaking where you fought to keep them open despite the burn in your loins telling you to clamp them shut tight to ride the pleasure that soon washed through you.
“You know… it's okay to be stupid as long as you’re useful in other ways.” He teased – his eyes set on your expression, watching it curl in bliss as you soaked his fingers with slick. Offering a curt chuckle. “And I can think of plenty ways I want to use you.”
He wiped his fingers on your panties and pulled them back in place, patting your cunt in kudos before getting up. 
You were left softly blinking, catching your damp breaths while slowly coming to – enough to see him packing up.
“What are you doing?” You asked in a rush. The half-finished assignment spread on the desk sobering you up – enough to make you pull your thighs back together and send the worry back into your hopeless eyes.
“I gotta spell everything out for you, don’t I?” He sighed, acting exasperated before a grin crept up his face like before. 
He bent down until his face was but a hairs length from yours, one big hand laid flat on the textbook on the desk, balancing him as he curled a finger under your chin. 
“You and I take this assignment back to my place- I finish it for you, and then…” He paused, drumming his fingers on the pages while giving his teeth a quick lick. “I finish you right after.”
You bit your lip in turn, watching him pull his bag up on his shoulder while lifting the book for you to take.
“Sound good?” He asked then, waiting for you with a raised brow.
Smiling once you took the book in both hands with a cute nod to your head. 
“Then hurry it up, Dinkerbell.”
tip-jar: Kofi
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uravitypng · 1 year
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bully tsukishima who gets extremely jealous when he saw you laughing with hinata one day and for the next week he was especially mean to you as punishment. he cornered you after you left hinata and like a deer in headlights you froze while he glared at you, shoving you against the wall calling you a slut. tsukishima who is such a bully he laughs in your face while you're at the vending machine, sneering at you because of course you'd be at the vending machine where else would you be. while he's there he can't help but look at your plush thighs when you bend down to get your snack wishing that you had your skirt rolled up higher so he could see your ass. tsukishima who thought he was jealous before but then he thought he saw you and yamaguchi checking each other out when getting food from the vending machine, leading to him following you around all week as he calls you a whore and a slut while you tremble and try to hide from him whenever you spot him, only resulting for him to do it more as you tear up and shake. he's making you cry so much this week that all he can think about is every time he hears you cry and sniffle he wants to shove his cock down your throat as you look up at him with tears running down your face.
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tsukkisloser · 1 year
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Bully!Tsukki Pt.3
Here's pt.3!! hope you enjoy :) currently is not edited but will be soon. Also, bc of the word count I have to post the second half separately:(
Tags: NSFW, timeskip!tsukishima, Fem-bodied reader, Bullying, degradation, choking, hair pulling, kissing, painful sex, humiliation, spanking, pain, slapping, spit kink, once again a vvv mean tsukishima
That night when Kei got back to his dorm he didn’t find himself slipping into his usual routine. Instead, he sat down on his bed, palms on his knees, staring at the cold wooden floor of his room blankly. You’d licked and touched his cock. It didn’t matter if it was through his pants- you’d still done it. And he liked it. Licked his spit right off of your lips- sucked it off your fingers just to taste it. He feels blood rush to his cock at the thought. He falls back against his bed, putting a hand over his face. He’d never considered the fact that you of all people would like the things he does to you. The way he mercilessly taunts and teases you- sinking his sharp teeth into you with his wit and fervor for your tears every waking moment you’re in his presence. Twisting the knife until he feels satisfied. Acting as the salt in your wounds. What the hell is wrong with you? He grabs his phone and pushes his headphones back over his ears, drowning out the sound of his swirling thoughts. He doesn’t need to feel. Doesn’t want to feel. He wanted none of it to matter. His logical mind no match for the nonsensical. And that’s what he felt his feelings were. A nuisance that lacked the evidence to prove their worth. Their worthiness to be felt. 
So he tried desperately to ignore the annoyingly familiar pinch of his heart that grew sevenfold after you reciprocated his lust based advances. But he felt it beating in his fingertips, his chest, his neck, his hands, his arms, his lips, his stomach, his legs, and his feet. His whole damn body. Why don’t you detest him? “Fucking pathetic.” He groans softly to himself, the beating situated in his cock steadily outnumbering the rush he felt in all other parts of himself. No matter how hard he tried to push it from his mind, he couldn’t stop thinking about how good you felt. How pretty you looked licking his spit from your lips- how pretty you are to begin with. How soft your hair feels when he pulls it. How good your body felt under his fingertips. The alluring scent of your perfume. The sound of your soft voice. The way you say his name. The way he towers over you in height. Your soft pink lips. God you’re so pretty it fucking hurts. He hated it. His hand slowly snakes down his body and unbuckles his belt, pushing it down into his pants to stroke his aching cock. His cheeks blushed and hot beneath his hand. He came to the thought of fucking you, and immediately after he denied the ways he let himself think of you. Quickly getting up to shower, trying to push from his mind all of the ways he just gave in to you. 
The next time you had class together, kei quietly sat behind you. He was unable to engage in his usual harsh games with you. He hadn’t said a word to you. Hadn’t touched you. Hadn’t pulled your hair or flicked your shoulder. Neither of his friends had showed up today either, so the silence was deafening to you. Blush had stung at your cheeks when you quickly glanced at him. He hadn’t so much as looked in your direction before he sat down. You wanted to be confused about the lack of his taunting but you knew all too well the reasons for his silence. You just had never expected that this is the way he would react. Stupidly you’d almost hoped that you’d feel the familiar poke at your sides, the tug on your hair and the sound of his cunning voice in your ear telling you how much of an idiot you are. His cock was almost in your mouth. You tasted his spit. You made him moan. You adjust your position in your seat, feeling your core start to heat up, tucking a few strands of hair behind your ear nervously. The feeling of his presence behind you swallowed you whole- unable to focus on anything else. It was only until the near the end of the class period that he’d said something to you. “Need to talk to you after class. Don’t think too hard about it. You pissed me off.” You feel your cheeks burn, hesitating for a moment before you nod your head. 
As soon as the both of you pass through the classroom doors you feel him harshly grab your wrist, his grip so tight it was painful as he led you into the bathroom- struggling to keep up with his pace. He lets go of your wrist as you enter, locking the door behind him. “What the fuck was that.” He hisses, pushing you down to your knees harshly. Pain shoots through your knees as they smack the ground, catching yourself with your palms against the cold tile, your wrist where he grabbed you bruised with the red imprint of his hand. Tears start to prick at your eyes. “Why were you hard?” You daringly retort, slowly lifting your head to look up at him. “Tch” He kicks you coldly, making you fall back on your elbows, pain stinging at your legs. You were up against the wall once again as he cornered you in closer. Tears began to run down your burning cheeks, but you knew better. You take one look down his body to be met with the sight of his cock poking so heavily against the fabric of his pants- the outline of it so clear it makes your cunt throb. You look up into his eyes that are darkened and heavy-lidded, a faint blush burning at his cheeks. His movements less sharp than usual- he seemed to be off his guard. “You didn’t answer my question, idiot.” He says, pressing his foot against the wall beside your shoulder as he leans down over you. “Why’d you lick my fucking cock?” He says harshly, sharp gaze fixated on your tear stained face. You pull your eyes away from his, suddenly feeling overcome with humiliation. He reaches down and grabs your face, making you look at him. “Don’t fucking get shy now. Look at me.” He commands, taking note of the way your face burns more red than he’s ever seen before. “Why did you do it.” He pushes, golden brown eyes fixated on you. You smirk, suddenly realizing his incessant need for the answer to his question. “Fucking spit it out.” He retorts, eyes burning into you. He needed to know if you liked what he does to you just as much as he likes doing it to you. You’ve been driving him crazy over it. 
With your face burning so red, you grab his wrist that holds your face, to your surprise he lets you. You remove his hand from your jaw and slowly move it down your body until it’s under your skirt. You press his large palm to your clothed, soaking wet cunt that’s soaked your panties, unable to meet his eyes. The feeling of his hand against you almost too much for you to bare, completely melting beneath him. “Does this answer your question?” You tease, your legs pushing themselves apart almost on their own- pushing yourself into his palm. Spreading your legs for him. Kei’s face burns the hottest it ever has, lips parted as his guard weakens. His cock aches, cum drooling from his swollen tip as he stands over you, hand against your soaking cunt. A smirk comes to your lips as you see the look on his face. “What’s wrong tsukki? You like me too?” You tease, doe eyed looking up at him. You watch as his face burns red before he quickly takes his hand off of you. 
You slump down against the wall as the pressure of his hand against you is gone. Kei stands up. Face hot and cock throbbing, “Shut up.” He hisses, subtly angling his body away from you. His slender fingers sliding underneath his glasses to hide his face. His dick ached so hard he felt he might burst. “And don’t fucking call me that.” He says harshly. You laugh to yourself, a smirk plastered on your face. “Stand up.” He commands, still angled away from you. “What?” You ask, head rushed and dumb from his touch. “I said fucking stand up.” He retorts, turning back towards you. Clumsily, you find yourself back on your feet in front of him. You’re back against the wall as his tall frame envelops you whole. As soon as you’ve straightened yourself up you feel a harsh slap to your cheek, your hands rushing to your face to clutch it- the sharp sting forces tears to prick at your eyes once more, a smile on your lips. “What, you’re embarrassed that I figured you out?” You ask, cocky look on your face as you clutch your cheek, looking up at him. Embarrassment hits the blonde like a strong wave. “Oh tsukki.. you’re so mean.. slap me harder! Uhhmphh again” You moan mockingly, cunning smirk on your lips. He pushes his palm against the wall behind you, his posture falling weakly in front of you as his eyes squeeze shut- gritting his teeth as cum drools from his swollen heavy cock. “Stop.” He pleads, the tone of his voice nothing you’ve heard from the blonde before- it was so vulnerable, so weak. “Oh did I hit a spot? Is that why your dick’s so hard, asshole?” You ask in the sweetest voice you could muster, watching your bully melt right into your hands. “No. shut up.” He pushes, stubborn as hell as his cock pulses. “Is that right?” You tease, smirk on your lips as your hand makes contact with his throbbing dick. Your fingertips rubbing it lightly. He pushes his other hand on the wall behind you upon your touch, his mouth falling open as his head falls lower, his blonde hair falling against your forehead. His pale cheeks red and hot, chest starting to heave as more cum drools from his messy slit. Shame and humiliation burns at every inch of Kei’s body. You can feel his hot breath against your skin, forcing your cunt to ache deeper. You laugh to yourself beneath him, his forehead practically against yours. “Shut up.” He says once more, his body filled with shame. You lean in closer to him, pressing your tongue to his skin, licking along his jawline until you reach his ear. “Fine.” You hum. “But you like me too, right?” You ask, so sweetly that it sickens him. 
He lifts his head, now eye level with you, his arms on either side of you- gripping the wall. He hesitates for a moment. “You better not fucking tell anyone about this.” He says, his hand moving to hold the back of your head, pushing you closer to him as he presses his lips to yours. As soon as he feels your lips against his he could feel himself melt into you. Kissing you was so forbidden. He hated how good it felt. His kiss was rough and messy. His pent up fervor and lust for you exploding through his lips and tongue almost without any control. Eyebrows furrowed as if the guard he constantly has up isn’t crumbling by the second in front of you. His inconvenienced facial expression being the last remaining evidence of his cold facade as he falls into you. He presses his body against yours, slamming you against the wall. His hard cock making contact with your clothed soaking cunt, eliciting a moan from you as he parts his wet lips to forcefully push his tongue into your mouth. His slender fingers entangle themselves in your hair, pulling on it absentmindedly as he sloppily licks into your mouth, the frame of his glasses pushing harshly against your cheek. His hot breath against your skin as you push your fingers into his blonde hair desperately, weakly pulling on the soft strands. Your balance falters, so enraptured in the feeling of his lips and body pressing against you that your knees go weak. His hand shoots instinctively down to your waist to hold you in place, his fingers digging into your side from how tight he held you as he continued to kiss you. He was so focused. 
The kiss you shared was desperate. It was angry, impatient, needy, hungry. Months of tension that had built itself up far past both of your limits spilled from your lips and onto the other's body. Needy hands raced to touch the other’s skin in a desperate attempt to have more of the other. His big slender hand pushed itself under your shirt unforgivingly. Quickly finding itself cupping your breast, squeezing the soft flesh through your bra as small breathy moans spill out into you. You lean yourself into his touch as your own hands desperately slide under his shirt to feel his toned body impatiently- palms and fingertips savoring every inch of his hot skin as if you’ve never felt before. His hands rush to the bottom hem of your top and pulls it over your head- seamlessly pushing his lips back onto yours as he drops it to the floor. He quickly pulls his own shirt off, only breaking your kiss for an instant before your lips are connected once more. He swiftly takes off his glasses- dropping them on top of your shirt before his quick hands snake themselves behind you to skillfully unlatch your bra, sliding it off of you needily. In a matter of milliseconds his big, slender hands are cupping your breasts whole as his hot moans spill into your mouth. The soft flesh puffing out between his long fingers, the fingers of his left hand playing mindlessly with your hard nipple. You moan desperately into his mouth and you feel him smirk. He pulls away from you, a messy string of saliva connecting you at the lips before he pushes his to your neck. He presses messy, wet kisses against your skin, eliciting a slew of lewd moans to pass your lips. Your hands gripping his toned back, the feeling of your nails digging into his skin stimulating him deeper. His left hand slides down under your skirt to squeeze the soft flesh of your ass, making you push your dripping cunt against his wet, aching cock closer. The audible sound of his pleasure and hot breath against your neck forces you to roll your body against his- the feeling of your bare chest and nipples against his skin driving the both of you crazier. The slender fingers of his right hand leave the soft flesh of your breast, instead finding themselves wrapping around your neck. His teeth nip at your sensitive skin as his grip tightens. Leaving one last kiss before he pulls away to meet your eyes. 
His gaze was dark and heavy-lidded. Lips wet. Sweat glistened on his hot blushed face. He takes his other hand and presses the pad of his thumb against your bottom lip that’s wet and swollen from his kiss. The feeling of his tight grip on your neck making you whimper beneath him. “How bad do you want my cock.” He demands, voice rough and breathy, slurring his words unapologetically. “Fuck- so badly, oh god” You whimper as the pad of his thumb lustfully brushes along your bottom lip, his eyes fixated on them. “Yeah?” He quizzes, lust-heavy eyes slowly meeting yours once again. “Yeah. Yes- fuck yes. Please tsukishima. Fuck, I’ll do anything” You moan, completely overstimulated by the feeling of your bare chest against his hot skin, his throbbing cock pressed so unfairly against your soaking cunt, his cunning, heavy-lidded eyes fixated on you with his hand around your neck so tightly, his lust-heavy rough voice against your lips and flooding into your ears. You could cum just from this. A dazed smirk turns up the corner of his lips as his thumb pushes your mouth open. He lets a dollop of saliva fall from his mouth and drool into yours. “Swallow it.” He commands, pushing your mouth closed with his eyes on your lips. He feels as you swallow, his cock throbbing against you as you do so. “Good fucking girl.” He groans, his grip on your neck loosening. 
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kirbyskisses · 1 year
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kyoutani and tsukki are both on the same college team post-timeskip s-so smol chubby fangirl (y/n) getting bullied n’ fucked dumb by the two, tall blond meanies on her favorite team… ;(
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6eeznut · 1 year
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GIVE ME MORE BULLY!TSUKISHIMA KEI X CHUBBY READER. I FUCKHNG NEED IT LIKE HOLY SHIT. IF YOU'VE EVER SEE ANY BULLY!TSUKISHIMA KEI X CHUBBY READER PLS DROP THE LINK BELOW I REALLY NEED IT 😩
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worlds-4th-best-dad · 11 months
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Takao: If you’re ever mean to me, I’ll seduce your dad and get him to marry me. Then, I’ll be your fucking step-dad and I’ll disable the internet every night at seven PM! Don’t fucking try me! Hinata: If you disable the internet, how will you use it? Takao: I don’t need Wi-Fi when I’m riding your dad’s dick!
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vampyrsutton · 1 year
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TsukiYama~Pet Play
Summary:
Tsukishima really likes aggressive Yams.
Ao3 Tags:
Pet Play, Master/Pet, Pet Names, Bullying, A brief fight, Tsuki saves Yams from Bullies Again, Praise Kink, Tsukishima Likes Aggressive Yams, Slight OC Yamaguchi?, They're second years. Things change, Biting, Kinktober 2020, Collars, Topping from the Bottom, I think?
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It was elementary school all over again. Yamaguchi just trying to exist in peace and suddenly there's three or four jerks deciding he’s the perfect target for them to take out their own issues on. 
Yamaguchi had been sitting on a swing at a park a few blocks from the school, waiting for Tsuki to get done with blocking practice that he did whenever Kuroo and Bokuto came down to visit. Both were too high energy for Tsuki most of the time and entirely too much for Yamaguchi so he tended to just wait at the park when they had these practices. 
...Yamaguchi also just didn’t like how jealous he got for no reason, but that’s not the point. The point is, here he was just patiently waiting for his boyfriend to finish up, and here some third years wanting to act like grade schoolers.
“Where’s your bodyguard, Yams ?” One of them laughed, saying Tsuki’s cute nickname for him like it was something disgusting.
Yamaguchi raised an eyebrow, wondering why the hell this brick wall of a third year would even want to know before it hit him. It was the same guy who was making fun of his freckles all those years ago. “Are you kidding me?” Yamaguchi groaned to the sky to ask anybody listening ‘Why?!’. 
“What do you want, Koshi? It’s been years, haven’t you grown out of your-what was it Tsuki said?- pathetic behavior yet?” Yamaguchi sighed, some of the back bone he had grown in his two, soon to be three, years at Karasuno coming to his aid.
This was apparently not the response Koshi wanted as his eyes narrowed. “The hell did you say to me, you pansy ass shit?!”
Yamaguchi checked the time on his phone. ‘Tsuki will be here soon. I just have to distract them ‘til then.’ He thought with a sigh. 
Apparently it wasn’t a day of self preservation.
“Pansy ass shit? I guess your vocabulary grew about as much as you dick after all these years. Not at all.” ‘Why the hell did I say that?! I should have gone with Kenma, Akaashi, and Hinata. I’m gonna get myself killed.’
On cue a vein popped in Koshi’s forehead when his goons laughed at him. 
“You little bastard! I’ll show your weak ass to talk to me like that! Stop laughing you idiots! Get him!”
Yamaguchi was suddenly very happy he joined Tsuki on his runs as he jumped out of the swing and booked it to the school. ‘What the hell was I thinking?!’ Yamaguchi scolded himself as he prayed the other three were done and he could meet them halfway. 
“Get back here, piece of shit!” Koshi yelled behind him. “Man up for once and finish what you fucking started, coward!”
“Uhh, no thanks!” Yamaguchi yelled back, trying to not trip over anything as he pulled out his phone again to call Tsuki, anxiety rising with each ring. 
There was an angry yell behind him just as the phone clicked and an aloof “Yams?” came through. Perfect, that meant he was still with the others. “Yams? What was that?”
“Help! I for some reason tried sassing my way out of a situation and now three very big third years are chasing me! I’m running back to the school! Please bring the rooster and owl!” Yamaguchi rambled as he barely dodged a rock.
He must have been on speaker because he could hear the offended noises behind Tsuki’s worry. “You did what?! Shit! I’m on my way, Yams., Don’t stop running. From the park?”
“Yeah! Hurry! They’re taller and gai-Ah!” Yamaguchi dropped his phone tripping over a root, but didn’t bother trying to pick it up and risk getting caught as he kept running. 
“Yams? Yams?! Shit! Yams, what happened?!” Tsukishima was panicking as he yelled into the phone, already grabbing his jacket as he looked at the two older guys that were helping him. “Yams in trouble. You’re helping me kill whoever is trying to hurt him. I’ll owe you later.”
Kuroo and Bokuto had both heard Yamaguchi yelling through the phone and were already on the blonde’s heels. 
“We were coming whether you liked it or not.” Kuroo scoffed as he kept pace. 
“Yeah, Yams doesn’t interrupt for nothing,” Bokuto agreed.
“Don’t call him that!” Tsukishima snapped at the owl in full protective mode. 
All this got him was a pouting Bokuto on one side and a hyena laugh on the other. “Annoy- Yams?!”
The three sped up when they caught sight of the greenette being pinned against a tree by a fist in the collar of his hood. 
Yams apparently heard him as brown eyes met gold. He was clearly holding back tears. “Tsuki!”
The bully obviously didn’t notice they were there yet as he covered the greenette's mouth with his other hand. “Shut up, freak. You’re precious Tsuki isn’t saving you this time. Go make sure of it!” He ordered the two goons with him. 
Kuroo and Bokuto ran past Tsukishima to take on the goons so the blonde could go save his man though it looked like that was going to take less effort than planned as the bully cried out in pain and dropped a very pissed off Yamaguchi.
The bully’s hand was bleeding as Yamaguchi spit into the grass. “Do not call him Tsuki, you shit stain! Only I can call him that!” 
Tsukishima doesn’t know if he’s ever been so proud of his Yams, but also terrified as the now vaguely familiar bully who still hadn’t noticed him yet had already gained his bearings and swung at Yamaguchi. 
Tsukishima saw red when Yamaguchi barely dodged. The bully was more muscular than him, and Tsuki already knew he had no chance in hand to hand as he looked around in the grass, finding a large stick that was probably broken off last time it rained. 
‘Perfect.’ Tsukishima smirked as he grabbed it before running at the bully. “Hey, shit stain!” already swinging at the meat wall’s head.
“Who the fu-Ah!” The bully fell to his hands and knees, holding his head. “Fucking, four-mph!” 
Tsukishima kneed him in the face before hitting him again. “Do. Not. Touch. My. Yams.” He snarled, punctuating each work with a kick somewhere despite the bully being seemingly unconscious.  
“Tsuki!” Yamaguchi yelled, grabbing the blonde by the waist in an attempt to calm him down and pull him back. “He’s down! You’ll get in trouble!” 
The keyword was seemingly as a meaty fist landed a hit to Tsukishima’s stomach and knocked the breath out of him.
“Tsuki!” Yamaguchi gasped when the blonde slumped slightly in his arms with a groan, but still tried to land another kick in Koshi’s face.
“Oi! What’s going on over here?!” A familiarly gruff voice called from the road. 
“Coach!” Yamaguchi called out as he let go of Tsuki so he didn’t get more hurt because of him. “Over here!” 
“Yamaguchi?” Dyed blonde came into view. “What the fuck is going on?!” 
“Some third years attacked me so I called Tsuki while I was running, but the brick wall won’t go down and Tsuki is mad so he won’t either, but now he’s hurt because of me!” Yamaguchi rambled as he met the annoyed coach halfway.
Coach Ukai’s eyes narrowed. Like hell some roided shits are picking on his players, but, unfortunately, he was too old to teach them a lesson without going to jail. “OI! THE FUCK YOU DOING INFRONT OF MY STORE?! GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I CALL THE FUCKING COPS!” He yelled instead, marching towards the fight with Yamaguchi on his heels.
“The fuck you say old man?!” Koshi snarled, swinging at Ukai now.
‘As long as I didn’t throw the first punch.’ Ukai smirked, dodging before swiftly bringing his foot between the meet head’s legs and watching him crumble.
“You won’t be needing those anyway.” He snickered as he pulled out his phone and dialed. “Hello? Yeah, this is Ukai Keishin at [address ]. There are some punks threatening some local students outside my store. Can you send someone to round them up? Hmmm? Yeah, I’ll let the students hide in the store. Thanks.” 
The third year’s face was pale as he tried to stand up. “Shit. Come on man. We weren’t bothering you!” 
Ukai glared at the pleb. “Shut the fuck up before I do the world a favor and kick you again.”
The third year gulped, making the smart decision to nope out of there. 
“Hey! Get back here, asshole! You’re going with the police!” Tsukishima snarled, trying to take off after the guy only to find himself once again held in place by Yams.
“Tsuki. It’s fine. ...I know who he is. I’ll just tell Coach.” 
Tsukishima glared after the retreating bully but huffed, turning around in Yamaguchi’s arms to look him over. “Are you okay? Did I get here in time?”
Yamaguchi was obviously shaken but leaned into Tsuki’s touch with a soft smile. “You're the one hurt, Tsuki.” He pouted, poking the blonde’s side.
Tsukishima winced, but kissed Yamaguchi all the same. “You telling him off was fucking hot.” 
Yamaguchi turned red as Coach Ukai fake gagged. “Go home you two and get a room!” He huffed, “And where are the other two third years you mentioned, Yamaguchi?”
Tsukishima’s eyes widened as he escaped Yamaguchi’s hold. “Shit! I gotta make sure the wrong idiots don’t go to jail!” 
“What?” Ukai and Yams asked in unison. 
“Kuroo and Bokuto took care of the goons, but it’s too quiet.” Tsukishima explained as he went back down the small hill.
Yamaguchi’s eyes widened as he turned to Coach Ukai. “Can I borrow your phone real quick? I dropped mine running.”
Ukai raised a confused eyebrow but relented as he watched the greenette call a number. 
“Hello, Akaashi? This is Yamaguchi. Kuroo and Bokuto were in a fight like a block from the school. Can you-...Hello? Akaashi? Guess they’re on the way.” Yamaguchi sighed, handing back the phone as they saw some red hair peeking out from behind a tree. “And I guess our guys won.”
“Naturally,” Kuroo smirked, from where him and Bokuto sat on a fallen tree trunk. 
“And you jackasses didn’t think to come help me?” Tsukishima snapped.
“We figured you’d want your knight in shining armor moment.” The former Nekoma captain shrugged as he watched Ukai start trying to wake the goons up. “When did your coach get here?”
“I heard Tsukishima trying to kill the guy when I left the store to go tell you idiots to lock up the gym.” Ukai shrugged. “Police are on the way by the way so I suggest you do that. I’ll tell them I went to the bathroom and you all snuck out the back.” He locked eyes with two sets of gold. “Yamaguchi called your boyfriends too so I suggest you hurry.”
Both men paled before looking at Yams. “What the hell man?! We helped save you!” Kuroo complained.
Yamaguchi tilted his head in confusion. “I didn’t know what state you guys were in so I called them to play nurse.”
“I’m going to need a nurse when Kenma gets a hold of me.” Kuroo groaned, slumping against an Emo-Mode Bokuto.
Yamaguchi raised an alarmed eyebrow. “I’m sorry? ...Thank you for coming to save me though.”
Kuroo sighed with one of his lazy smiles. “No problem Yamssss-aguchi. Damn Tsuki put the glare away! Possessive shits, the both of you. No problem, bro. Just try not to start things you can finish, okay?”
Yamaguchi flushed in embarrassment as he nodded. “I won’t”
“Cool. Now let’s get back before we’re actually killed.” Kuroo laughed, dragging Bokuto up with him, handing Yamaguchi something on his way passed. “Based on the soft Tsukiii-shima, damn you two and your glares. Yo, salt shaker! The hell happened to the shy cinnamon roll? Anyway based on the soft Tsukishima pic I assume this is your phone?”
Yamaguchi grinned over Tsukishima’s muttering as they walked back, waving bye the Coach Ukai as they left. “Where’d you find it?”
“One of the thugs had it. Said the main guy wanted to send pics of you beat up the Tsukishima.” Kuroo snarled. 
A very possessive set of arms suddenly wrapped around Yamaguchi’s shaking shoulders, and didn’t let go until they reached the gym. 
“KUROO!”
“BOKUTO!”
The older men paled as two normally quiet voices yelled at them. “We can explain!”
“Don’t care!” Kenma glared as Akaashi held him back by his hood.
“You have five seconds.” Akaashi crossed his arms.
Yamaguchi stepped forward. “They were helping Tsuki save me from some third years!”
Three sets of eyes widened. 
“Are you okay, Yamaguchi?” Hinata spoke up in worry. 
“Yeah. Just a bad taste in my mouth from biting the guy. ….Tsuki got hurt more than I did.” Yamaguchi said the last part to the ground. 
“Where were these two then?” Kenma glared once more. 
“Taking care of the guys friends. We definitely wouldn’t have been okay without them...though Coach Ukai coming out of his store is what finished it...they took care of the goons!”
The answer seemed to satisfy the gamer as he nodded before looking back to Kuroo. “...Good job I guess.”
Kuroo looked like he had just been given a prize as he scooped a once again annoyed Kenma up in a hug. Akaashi was already checking Bokuto for injuries
Once it was assured everyone was okay, they all gathered their things and went their separate ways with further gratitude and good byes. Bokuto was already talking Akaashi’s ear off in a dramatic retelling, but a quick glance at Akaashi’s green eyes let them all know Bokuto was definitely going to be rewarded and maybe even Kuroo if he didn’t annoy gamer too much on their way back to Hinata’s. 
Tsukishima, meanwhile, noticed the exact moment Yamaguchi’s adrenaline wore off as he leaned into Tsukishima and refused to talk anymore. 
“Yams?” Tsukishima prodded, as they walked to the blonde’s house since he was the one alone for the weekend, the blonde petting the shorter’s hair. 
A small whimper just left the greenette as he leaned into the touch. 
‘Thought so.’ Tsukishima sighed, continuing to pet the other’s hair. “I’m going to need you to talk at least a little before we do anything. What’s wrong exactly, and what do you want me to do?”
Yamaguchi whined, pouting up at Tsuki with big puppy eyes. 
“No. Put those away. I need to make sure we’re on the same page.” 
Yamaguchi pouted more, but sighed, nuzzling closer. “You got hurt because of me…” 
“Please. That guy was pathetic.” Tsukishima scoffed.
Yamaguchi snickered a little. “That’s what you said in grade school too.” 
Tsukishima looked at the greenette confused before his eyes widened in understanding. “That punk?!” 
Yamaguchi nodded, making Tsukishima snarl, pulling his greenette closer. “Some people never grow up do they?”
“...That’s actually what angered him so bad...He called me the big kid version of what he said back then, and I said his vocabulary had grown as much as his dick…” Yamaguchi muttered guiltily. 
Tsukishima’s eyes widened before he kissed Yamaguchi. “Shit, Yams. That sounds like something I would say.”
“I mean we have been friends since then.” Yamaguchi smiled with flushed cheeks before looking down again in guilt. “And you got hurt because of it.
“Hey. No. None of that. If anything it sounds like I’ve been a bad influence on you so it’s my fault I’m hurt, okay?”
“Wha-But Tsuki!” Yamaguchi started to protest but Tsukishima cut him off. 
“Nope. You’re not to blame because some pathetic extras decided they wanted to pick on someone smaller. I mean shit, Yams. You bit and cursed at him for calling me your nickname. That was hot as hell. I was so proud.” Tsukishima was a little flushed now at acting softed in the middle of the sidewalk despite no one else being around. 
Yamaguchi was even more flushed as he tried to hide in his hands. “Tsukiiii!” He whined.
Tsukishima chuckled as he pulled the smaller’s hands away from his freckled face. “But if you don’t believe me. I could always show you. Would you like that, puppy?”
Yamaguchi turned scarlet but immediately dropped back into his previous state before Tsuki made him talk as he let out a needy whine. 
This earned another chuckle as the blonde pet through green tinted locks before resuming walking to his house. “I need a verbal yes or no.”
“Please, Tsuki?” Was the immediate response, Yamaguchi wanting to be a good boy. “Yes so please?”
“Anything for you Yams...how do you feel about topping tonight?” Tsuki asked, scratching near his own ear to hide his blush.
Yamaguchi swallowed before nodding shyly. Tsuki must have really liked aggressive Yams.
Tsukishima hummed in response as he unlocked his front door. “Well then, parents are visiting Akiteru at college so you know what to do. I hide the stuff in the same place you do so go ahead and get ready, puppy.” 
Yamaguchi flushed but was barely through the door before he was running to Tsuki’s room to get ready. He had a rough night, okay?
The blonde chuckled at Yamaguchi’s eagerness as he went to the kitchen to make them both food, fishing Yamaguchi’s bowl out of where he kept it hidden with his sweets stash. 
Within minutes, Tsuki could hear quiet moans coming from down the hallway causing a smirk as he just went ahead and poured some soup out of some cans and into the bowls. After popping them in the microwave, the blonde went down the hall to his room where he found Yamaguchi three fingers knuckle deep and biting his pillow in an attempt to not be too loud. 
“Is the puppy eager for his reward?” Tsuki snickered as he leaned against the door frame. 
Yamaguchi yelped, not hearing him come in before moaning when his jumping made him graze his prostate. He let out a needy whine in response to Tsukishima’s question. 
Tsukishima chuckled now as he walked over to the bed. “Just letting you know soup is in the microwave. Wanted to see how far you were to see if I could get the lube yet since as hot as your tongue is it’s not the best at prep. 
Yamaguchi huffed into the pillow but tested his fingers before reaching for his tail and lubing it up. This one wasn’t as big as the one at his house, but Tsuki had added his own brand of evil so this one vibrated instead. The thought had him panting as he slowly sank the toy inside. 
Tsukishima combed through green tinted locks as he watched Yamaguchi slowly take the tail, picking up the remote once fully inside. “Good boy.”
Yamaguchi panted, nuzzling Tsukishima’s hand with a happy noise that broke into a moan when Tsukishima turned the tail on low.
“Wanna come eat?” Tsukishima hummed as he heard the microwave go off. “Your bowl came in.” 
Yamaguchi made another happy noise as he got off the bed, falling to all fours to pad his way to the kitchen. 
Tsukishima looked after him fondly before an impatient whine spurred him to follow, picking up a few things as he went. 
“I’m comin, Yams. You forgot some things though.” The blonde hummed as he entered the kitchen where Yamaguchi sat on all fours, staring at the microwave. 
Yamaguchi tilted his head in confusion before he saw the ears and collar in Tsuki’s hands and yipped in excitement, trotting over and barring his neck to his boyfriend. 
Tsukishima just shook his head fondly as he crouched down and fastened the collar around the greenette’s neck and the ears in his hair. “There we go. There’s my puppy.”
Yams grinned, licking the blonde’s hand in thanks before crawling back to the microwave to whine at it. 
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll get it. Table or floor, Yams?”
Yamaguchi tilted his head in thought before padding over to Tsuki’s chair and pawing and the ground next to it. 
“Alright. Be patient though. It’s hot.” Tsukishima hummed as he placed the dog bowl on the floor in front of Yamaguchi, scratching behind the dog ears as he stood back up.
Yamaguchi leaned into the touch with a happy noise before sniffing at the soup, sticking his tongue out to test it. 
“No.” Tsuki scolded when the greenette went to burn his tongue. “Wait.”
Yamaguchi froze, sitting back to wait for the blonde’s okay. 
Tsukishima hummed, scrolling through his phone for a bit as he waited for the soup to cool. He rolled his eyes at the group chat with Kuroo and Bokuto saying to thank Yamaguchi for needing back up.
“The rooster and owl said thanks for getting them laid.”
Yamaguchi flushed but yipped in welcome, still waiting patiently for the go ahead. 
“...I did not need to see either of their boyfriends’ post-fuck faces.” Tsuki sneered before glancing at Yams. “...Can I…?”
Yamaguchi smirked a little, padding around his bowl carefully to rest his head and pawed hands on Tsuki’s lap and give him puppy eyes. He gave a whine even as he internally snickered at the noticeable reaction tenting the blonde’s pants.
“Shit, Yams.” Tsukishima groaned before he snapped a pic and sent it the chat. 
SaltShaker sent 1 attachment
SaltShaker: [I win 🖕]
IM AN OWL MOTHERFUCKA IM AN OWL: [BRO!]
TestsuRoar 🐈: [You kninky son of a bitch!] 
IM AN OWL MOTHERFUCKA IM AN OWL: [Our pupil is growing up, bro! 😥]
TestsuRoar 🐈: [Ik, bro 😿]
SaltShaker: [You two are killing my bon-dgfgfhxdf]
IM AN OWL MOTHERFUCKA IM AN OWL: [Glasses?]
TestsuRoar 🐈: [I think his puppy got tired of waiting 😹]
His puppy did, in fact, get tired of waiting and in the course of Tsukishima reading and typing, had managed to get the blonde’s zipper down unnoticed and was mouthing at the head of his cock. 
“Shit, Yams! Impatient much?” Tsuki breathed, clutching the table. 
Yamaguchi let out a small growl before going back to his bone. 
“O-okay! Shit, I’m gonna cum before you get to go if you do that now. You can eat, puppY-the soup! Not me!” Tsukishima, voice hitching when Yamaguchi deepthroated him before popping off and starting to lap up his soup. 
‘Little shit.’ Tsuki groaned, sending one last middle finger to the chat before focusing on his own food, knowing he needs to finish before Yamaguchi if he plans to actually prep. 
Unfortunately for him, sarcasm isn’t the only skill Yamaguchi has gained with his tongue in the time they’ve known each other, but seeing the annoyed pout every time he’s told to wait is absolutely adorable. 
“Good boy.” Tsukishima praises, once he finishes his food, and puts his bowl in the sink. “Finish up while I prep, okay?”
Yamaguchi yips, digging into his soup once more as Tsukishima goes back to his room to achieve the lube and get himself open for his puppy’s reward. 
He’s just putting a second finger in and panting heavy when he hears the kitchen sink running. He lets out a groan he knows Yamaguchi will be able to hear and hears the metal dog bowl clattering in the sink and a whine. 
“Yams~” Tsuki groans, deciding to be a little shit now as he rushes a third finger in now, hissing at the sting but knowing he’s playing with fire anyway.
This is proven to be true when the water shuts off quickly after and thumping noises are heard coming down the hallway. 
Yamaguchi, still being a good boy despite his impatience, stops in the doorway to Tsukishima’s bedroom with a whine.
Tsukishima smirks. “Wait.” He orders even as he lets out a low groan.
This earns the blonde a low growl as the hunger in Yamaguchi’s eyes grows, but still, he waits. 
“Good boy.” Tsukishima breathes, making sure he’s ready. “Come.” He points to the side of the bed. “Standing.”
Yamaguchi stands up and does as he’s told, fidgeting in anticipation. 
Tsukishima smirks up at Yamaguchi from where he’s spread out on his back, removing his fingers with a low groan that elicits a whine before adding more lube and stroking Yamaguchi’s leaking cock a few times. 
Yamaguchi keens, panting lightly as he takes Tsuki’s glasses and puts them on the nightstand for him. 
‘He took the glasses off...good thing we don’t have practice tomorrow.’ Tsuki sighs, withdrawing his hand. “Good boy. Take your rewa-Ahh!”
Yamaguchi wasted absolutely no time in flipping Tsuki onto his knees and stomach to position himself behind the blonde, rutting between his cheeks a few times. 
‘He’s still so small I forget he’s a starter sometimes.’ Tsukishima groans at the display of strength, wiggling his hips back in invitation and moaning when Yams’ tip catches his rim.
Yamaguchi lets out a growl as he positions himself before pausing and tapping Tsuki’s ass twice.
“Speak,” Tsuki pants, wanting the greenette to continue and hoping he does.
“Sooo, um, how much animal am I allowed to go?” Yamaguchi flushes.
“You bit that guy hard enough to bleed earlier, right?”
Yamaguchi nods, making a disgusted face at the memory. 
“We don’t have practice tomorrow. I expect the same treatment, puppy.” Tsukishima smirks back at him even as his own cheeks flush.
Yamaguchi’s eyes darken and he growls, tapping twice once more to let Tsuki know he’s good, and waiting for the blonde’s go ahead.
“Come on, puppy. Let’s see if we can bring that wolf out again.” Tsukishima huffs, internally groaning at the cheesiness of his own line.
Yamaguchi doesn’t seem to care as he takes the go ahead and starts sinking in with a snarl. 
Tsukishima groans as Yamaguchi sinks in, clutching his pillow lightly at the stretch and already moving again by the time Yams bottoms out. “Come one, puppy. Move~”
Yamaguchi does not need to be told twice as he pulls almost all the way out before pistoning back in, setting a brutal pace as he looms over the blonde, kissing and nipping along his back. 
Tsukishima moans loudly at the treatment, clawing at his bed sheets now as he tries to meet the greenette’s thrusts. 
The blonde’s sounds earn him another possessive growl before pain blooms in his shoulder and he cries out. 
He glances over to find Yamaguchi lapping at a new mark that just barely didn’t break skin, and Tsuki really didn’t know that was a thing for him until his cock throbbed at the sight. He knew he liked marking Yams, but to see the anxious greenette get so possessive? Tsuki moaned low in his throat, clenching around Yamaguchi who was still moving like he planned to break Tsuki’s bed if not Tsuki himself. 
“Ya-Yams-Ah! Shit! Yaaams~ fuck. Again!” Tsukishima panted, at this point giving up on meeting Yams’ trusts as he just let the greenette rut into him like a bitch.
Yamaguchi smirked behind Tsuki, leaning over him again and nipping lightly at the other shoulder, but not properly biting yet. The blonde was close. He could tell by the way the blocker clenched around his cock as he continued to trust in. 
“Yaaams~ C-come on~” Tsukishima groaned as he neared the edge. 
Yamaguchi growled in the blonde’s ear as he reached down and gave the other a few quick strokes. 
These combined actions had Tsuki spilling over the edge embarrassingly fast and he moaned before screaming once more when the first burst of cum had Yamaguchi biting into his other shoulder and a strength that Tsuki would be shocked if i didn’t draw blood, but made him cum harder all the same. 
Once his senses returned, however, it was now Tsuki’s turn to whine as Yamaguchi didn’t even slow down when he came, possibly even speeding up as the blonde wiggled in over stimulation.
“Yams~ Ahhh~ Hurry! To-too much!” Tsukishima complained before yelping slightly when the angle changed as Yamaguchi pulled him back by his blonde hair and was now abusing his prostate with every trust. 
“Fuuuuc~! Yamaguchi! Ahhhh~!”
Yamaguchi bit into his shoulder again as he spilled inside, Tsukishima’s ass and sounds milking him dry as he let the blonde collapse before following suit. 
Yamaguchi came back to himself with a slight coppery tang in his mouth and the realization he may have bit too hard, but upon further inspection, Yamaguchi doesn’t think Tsukishima could possibly care less with the blonde currently passed out having cum again. 
“What the hell just got into me?” Yamaguchi rasped a little, vocal cords not made for the sounds he tried imitating. 
Yamaguchi got out of bed slowly to get washcloths to clean them up, whimpering lightly when his tail brushed his prostate before he took it out, and grabbed the toy cleaner on the way. He came back a few minutes later with two washcloths and cleaned up both Tsuki’s shoulder and body as best he could before throwing them into the hamper and snuggling up with the sleeping blonde. 
“If I knew this would happen, maybe I would’ve tried standing up for myself a long time ago.” 
Yamaguchi snickered to himself as long limbs unconsciously tightened around him and a sleepy “No. My baby.” was muttered. 
“Okay, Tsuki.” Yamaguchi hummed as he started drifting off. “Yours.” 
Yamaguchi doesn’t know what Tsuki said next, but based on the press of lips to his forehead as he succumbed to sleep, he knew his smile was more than justified.
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canineluvz · 8 months
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kei and tadashi bully people for me ;3
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yanderenightmare · 9 months
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b-but bully tsukishima tho
I love the thought of bully ! Tsukishima because it would be such a twist on the usual dynamic. 
Like, you’re a sweet shy little thing coming to him for tutoring help, and he’s all poor dumb airhead, only good for one thing - cockwarming him while he does your homework <3
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uravitypng · 2 months
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I loved it!!
But what would Bully!Tsukishima would do if his beloved starts dating someone that isn’t him.
I feel like he’d destroy the guy and then go claim her saying shit like “you’re fucking mine understand?”
I love Tsuki and I love Bully!Tsuki
~ Anon ❄️
-( i'm glad you loved it!! <33 i love him so much too! i had a dream about him last night asdfghjk ) (i had to put this under a cut because it is slightly longer than all my other parts)
i think tsukishima would say he had nothing to do with it, even though you both know the truth. i think he'd be like, "i don't know what happened but whatever did happen to him was his own fault"
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it would be very rare for you to actively pursue someone or date someone not knowing the kind of wrath tsukishima would have towards you but recently you've just started a new relationship and it's going so well, you've never had one since starting uni and they're so nice to you. they help you study, insist on paying whenever you both visit the cafe just outside of campus before classes and wait for you outside of your classes to walk you home. they're amazing and whenever you think about them your heart flutters but it was only a matter of time until tsukishima found out.
when class ends he leaves just behind you ready to pull you somewhere quiet but instead he finds you and your partner, he sees them kiss your cheek and take your bag from you to start slinging it over his shoulder, "hey! stop doing that. i can carry it."
"i could never allow that babe. you're far to pretty to carry it," he grins and holds your hand before you both walk off.
tsukishima's jaw clenches. who the hell is holding your hand? who is kisses your cheek? complimenting you? how dare they, how dare you for thinking you could do that.
he's never even seen the guy around before, boring and dull looking, someone punching above their weight and it pisses him off however he doesn't do anything, he just watches you leave, seething. if you looked around for just a second you would realise how angry he is by his expressions that you've gotten so good at identifying since he first started terrorising you.
he doesn't do anything, at least for a few days. whenever you pass each other in corridors he'll still make sneering comments and sit behind you in classes. it still makes you tear up and cry but you hide it all from your partner.
when tsukishima realises they're still there walking you home and making you smile after a few days he knows he has to do something. he's gotten good at cornering people by now with how much he does it to you. tsukishima is tall and can be very intimidating when he wants to and right now he does want to.
he throws them against the wall and grabs hold of their collar, glaring at them. your partner is in complete shock. he knows of tsukishima, everyone does, he's popular and his friends are even more popular, all the girls like his cool demeanour and he's been playing volleyball for years even before he joined uni back when he was still just a teenager but he's never interacted with your partner before and they have no idea why he's so furious at them.
the shocked expression just pisses tsukishima off even more and he holds them tighter, not in any fear that they'll try and leave but because he can and he wants to scare them. he wants to hurt them. it's only fair for laying their hands on you.
your partner tries to sort through their thoughts to say something but tsukki won't allow for that. "you've got some nerve."
"what?" they're completely confused, having not one clue about what he's talking about.
"did you really think you could get away with touching my girl?" he spits.
"what?" they repeat themselves. "your girl? i promise you i haven't been talking to anyone. i have a girlfriend."
"your girlfriend?" he glares. "she was mine before she was yours and she'll always be mine." your partner still looks confused but then whispers your name. tsukki smirks and leans closer, "that's her. touch her again and you'll see what'll happen." he pushes them harder against the wall and then lets go, causing them to fall. he thinks about the consequences but does it anyway as he punches the side of their face, definitely leaving a heavy bruise by tomorrow morning.
that night you get a phone call after not hearing from your partner all day, you didn't have any classes so you've been studying at home, you grin as you pick up.
your partner cares about you a lot, they really do but they had no idea you knew tsukishima and you had told them you never dated in university before. your partner believes you, you'd never lie to them but obviously there is something you haven't told them about tsukishima. they want to stay with you. they want to ask you about it. they really do like you and they don't want to break up with you but then they feel the bruise on their cheek and remember the threat.
your partner stays silent and you wonder if they accidentally called you. you ask if they're okay. they start talking so quietly you have to turn the television off so you can hear them. "hi, babe. i don't really know how to say this but i think we should break up." as soon as the words left their mouth they felt immediate regret.
all the warmth left your body, "what?" you say just as quietly.
he gets a flashback of tsukishima cornering them as they kept repeating 'what'. "...yeah. let's break up." he hangs up the phone and you sit in silence crying all night.
the next day you go to and seek them out in campus, wanting to talk to them face to face. you can't just end a relationship like that, you don't even know why he broke up with you. if you've done something wrong you want to try and apologise, you want to work it out, even if them breaking up with you hurt and over the phone hurt even more, you want to try and make it work.
you see a huge bruise on his face. you gasp loudly. "are you okay? what happened?" you ask worried. all thoughts about your relationship leaving your brain just concerned about them.
"nothing happened i'm fine."
"you're not fine. it looks like you were punched."
they get frustrated, they like you a lot but you're the reason that they're ended up like this. "it's because of you that this happened."
"what?" they turn around, leaving you confused and mostly upset blaming you for something you had no control of and no knowledge of.
you walk aimlessly away, not wanting to be left next to them. you find yourself on a bench and you can't stop the tears from streaming down your face.
tsukishima fortuitously finds you while he was walking back from practise. he sees you looking down at the floor and he can tell why, your partner is now your ex. he smirks and walks up to you, before he announces himself he hides the smirk and crosses his arms. "what's wrong with you princess?"
still looking down you reply, "go away tsukishima."
"don't be like that. i just want to know what happened."
"i got dumped."
without misses a beat tsukishima responds, "it's for the best. you two don't work together. it's wrong that you were with them."
when hearing this you look up with watery eyes, still sniffling, "did you have something to do with this kei?"
you've gotten use to what his slight change of expressions and body language really mean but there wasn't any indication this time even though this might be the biggest reaction he's ever had to you before. you called him kei. he always hated when people called him nicknames growing up, only really letting yamaguchi get away with it but you, you calling him by his given name? he wants to hear you say it everyday, it sounds so beautiful coming out your mouth. what would it sound like if you were moaning his name?
he has no physical reaction at you saying his given name, staying collected, as he lies to you, "i don't know what you mean princess."
"it looked like he was punched. he has a huge bruise on his face."
"nothing to do with me. i'm sure whatever it was he deserved it though."
"i don't believe you." and you don't, the way he knew you were even dating someone in the first place is suspicious and it does seem to you that it is something tsukishima would do, punching someone, breaking up your relationship, and then not admitting to it.
tsukishima tilts up your chin making you keep eye contact with him and then squeezes your chubby cheeks, not hard enough to hurt you though. "that's fine by me princess. just know you're fucking mine."
you start crying again and you're not even sure why, maybe it's because tsukki tilted your head up so carefully or maybe it's because he called you princess. maybe it's because he said you're his. maybe it's because of him that you got dumped. maybe it's because he looks really attractive in that purple shirt he's wearing. you don't know. tsukki kisses your forehead. "i've got to go and meet kuroo but i'll see you soon alright. make sure you go inside soon, it's going to get cold and it might rain," he murmurs gently. he squeezes your chubby cheeks one more time and wipes your eyes before getting up and leaving to go meet kuroo.
you hold your hand on your cheek to where tsukki's hand was and take a deep breath to calm down. you hurry to take cover inside before it rains.
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tsukkisloser · 1 year
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Bully!Tsukki (Pt. 2)
welcome back to this concept hehehe I've been having a lot of fun with this idea so I've decided to continue it into a mini series type thing :,)) part 3 coming soon <333
MDNI
Tags: nsfw, timeskip!tsukki, bullying, teasing, masturbation mentioned, vvv mean tsukishima, spitting, pain, (almost) blowjob, degradation
It had been a few days since he had last seen you & since he had touched himself to the thought of you. You only had one class together, and it was only once a week- relieving for you, but not so much for him. A few days ago wasn’t the first and only time he’s gotten turned on from picking on you. It was every single time. He fucking hated how you made him feel. How good you made him feel. But he couldn’t stop snaking his way back behind you for more. Whether it was harsh, hurtful teases that forced tears to your eyes or pulling your hair to annoy you, he was unable to get enough. His friends knew nothing of his predicament- minimizing his taunting actions down to the fact that he does it because it’s funny. Never considering that it turned the blonde on to humiliate you. When he sat behind you today he was already half-hard and the faintest blush on his pale cheeks proved his fluster. He taunted you like it was a game. A sick, selfish game he played with himself to see just how far he could get before his cock started to ache too hard. The tight fabric of his pants that covered his cock rubbing against himself when he moved in his seat, creating a friction that often caused him to grip the side of his desk in the subtlest way he could. A dangerous game of edging himself until he could get back to his dorm to fuck his hand. 
Tonight was different though. Following the usual harsh quips and taunts, he followed you after class. You knew he was behind you as you walked the very long and empty hallway that led you out of the building the back way. You had heard his footsteps a couple feet behind you. Your class was at night, so there were never many other people around outside of your classmates at this time. But you didn’t have to turn around to know it was him, you’d memorized the sound of his footsteps. With great hesitance, you stop at the locker in which you kept your other textbooks that were too heavy to carry in your bag, twisting the lock back and forth to get it open. As soon as the lock clicks open you feel your legs get kicked out from under you, your bag dropping to the floor with a thud as you fall to your knees. Tears immediately pricked at your eyes. 
Kei stands behind you. His hands in his jacket pockets with a cunning, sadistic smirk plastered on his lips. “What do you want from me?” You mumble between tears, your voice shaking. He feels his cock throb upon hearing your pathetic sniffling. “Oh so you can talk. I’d have thought you were fucking mute.” He retorts, kicking you again. “Fucking look at me.” He commands harshly. You sheepishly turn to face him, cowering at his feet with your head hung low, tears falling to the cold floor. His smirk grows looking at you beneath him like this. Kneeling at his feet like this. He can feel himself start to lose his sick game as cum dribbles from his aching cock. He grabs you by your hair to make you look at him. “I said fucking look at me dumbass.” He hisses, trying but failing to meet your tear-filled eyes that avoid his. You feel a harsh slap to your cheek that pushes you back against the locker behind you, your hands clutching at your face from the pain as more tears well up in your eyes. You finally force yourself to meet his cunning, cold eyes. Looking up at him from the floor as tears fall down your stinging cheek. He looks at you for a couple of seconds before he spits on you, his cold saliva making you jump as it hits your lips. You touch your fingertips to his spit that drips from your lips in disbelief. Even he didn’t mean for it to fall there. As soon as your eyes meet your spit coated fingertips you notice the bulge of his hard, aching cock poking lewdly against the fabric of his pants. You felt your heart skip a beat from shock. In so much disbelief you almost couldn’t believe it, frozen, staring at his raging boner. Your cheeks ablaze with fluster. The asshole gets off on this shit. 
It’s really such a shame that the person who stands over you is such a mean, ruthless piece of shit. The first time you’d seen him in class you almost couldn’t take your eyes off of him- and for the next couple of days after that you couldn’t stop thinking about him. Your world was crushed when you realized what a jerk he was. You’d even thought that he was interested in you before he began to bully you. Upset with yourself that you couldn’t see who he was right away before you had begun to form a crush on him. And the biggest most puzzling question that circled your mind like an intrusive thought was why the hell you were still into him after everything he’s done to you. Although he mercilessly taunted and teased you to the point of tears, you couldn’t help but like the way he towered over you like this. The way his spit drips from your lips like poison. His forbiddingly attractive face and body like the most tempting of fruits. You were scared of him, but you wanted him. Wanted his tall, big frame towering over you, wanted his big slender hands against your skin, around your neck, sliding over every feature of you as he fucked you completely senseless. Wanted his sharp teeth sinking into your skin. Wanted his blonde hair in your hands and his cunning voice and sharp tongue pricking up the hairs on your neck. Wanted his smart mouth all over you, wanted him to fuck you to the point of tears. And although you hated it, in this moment it’s all you wanted. 
You force your eyes away from his obvious boner, feeling something unknown come over you- your core starting to heat up as you look up at him. You wipe up the spit that dribbles from your chin and lick it off of your hands and fingers. Your tongue swirling around your saliva coated lips with eyes that fixate themselves on his. Kei feels a wave of pleasure hit him this time, feeling his face begin to burn red, his cock throbs in his tight pants. “What the fuck are you doing.” He hisses, off his guard as he now struggles to keep eye contact with you, feeling more cum dribble from his weeping cock. You reach up to him, pressing your fingers to his hard cock- it immediately throbs beneath your touch. Kei shudders from the pleasure and shock of your hand against his dick. He blinks a few times in disbelief, his face ablaze with fluster as his arm outstretches to push his hand against the cold lockers in attempt to hold himself up. “W-what the fuck are you-“ He struggles to get out in the same harsh tone but fails. He feels as your tongue licks his long, aching dick through his tight pants. His mouth falling open as his eyes squeeze shut, his hand balling into a fist against the lockers as the softest of moans involuntarily leaves his lips. His face burns upon hearing it. 
The walls of the long hallway are quickly met with the echo of his friends’ voices at the other end. Kei jolts, straightening himself up and regrettably stepping away from you. “Oi tsukishima you’re still fucking with her?” One of them snickers. Kei fixes his jacket to hide his long swollen cock, giving you a- fake- irritated look. “I’m done.” He retorts, spitting on you one last time before walking over to his friends. Inside he was cursing his friends for showing up when they did. Feeling like his footsteps were so heavy, his body ached with regret as he trudged back to them, his cock left weeping for more. 
As you watched him walk away you felt an unexpected grin creep onto your face as your back pressed against the cold lockers. What an interesting turn of events.
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tojiphile · 8 months
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when your teacher assigned him to be your tutor, you’re sure he didn’t expect it to end up like this. it’s 5:46pm on a school night and instead of studying, your panties are bunched around your ankles, your cropped skirt flipped up and your blouse unbuttoned obscenely. your sports bra barely keeps your tits in place as your alleged ‘tutor’ bends you over your desk, fucking you silly.
“well, what’s the answer?” he asks, one hand on your waist and the other rubbing small circles around your swollen clit. “i- ‘s too much!” you cry, trying to squirm out of his grip. he traps you in place firmly, slipping his cock in and out of your cunt slowly, causing you to tremble with desire.
“please…” you beg, hot tears spilling down your face, “i- i can’t do this anymore!” you’ve been in this position for an hour; your clit overstimulated and your pussy desperate for more. he’s brought you so close so many times but never once did he let you cum. “why should i?” he scoffs, “stupid girls don’t deserve nice things.”
“if you answer correctly, i’ll fuck you properly. how’s that sound?” he baits you, hook, line and sinker. he asks the question again and you strain your brain to find the correct answer, trying your best to resist his delicate touch.
inevitably, you never get the answer right. that’s okay though, because at the end of every class, your tutor always says, if you can’t be smart, you could always be his little trophy wife. still, stupid girls don’t deserve to cum, so he focuses himself on relieving his own stress, pounding into you like a dog in heat, bullying your cunt and stuffing it full with his cock.
you still feel good though, because at least you’re useful for something! <3
TSUKISHIMA KEI, GETO SUGURU, nanami kento, tendou satoori, sugawara koishi, TETSURO KUROO, takahiro hanamaki, ryomen sukuna, ooc!saiki kusuo, kamisato ayato, KAEYA ALBERICH
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belleetoiles · 9 months
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nsfw below the cut. minors dni. all characters 22+
content: afab!reader (but no pronouns used), cunnilingus, overstimulation, humiliation, rough sex, established relationships, dirty talk, pet names (sweetheart, baby)
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your boyfriend is so mean.
you had only come to him because of a bad day. it was as simple as that: a craving for his warmth and comfort after experiencing misfortune today. it wasn't unnatural for you to climb into his bed with him at times like this, and he was always so welcoming and sweet.
he was evil in that way, luring you in with milk and honey pouring from his lips. promises to make you feel better — an ache only he can fix. he loved toying with you until you forgot about your woes, making sure to take his time having you fall apart beneath him.
he liked to bully you, teasing until your brain turned to mush and you couldn't do anything but ramble on and on about how much you need him. and when he finally rewards you with a dip of his fingers into your over-sensitive cunt, he nearly groans at how greedily you suck him in.
he is unceremonious in the way he eats you out, messy and embarrassingly loud. there's a stain of your arousal and his saliva pooling onto the bed right below him as it drips down his chin. the worst part is that he refuses to waste even a single drop, so he's hungrily lapping it all up much to your dismay and humiliation.
"look at you, makin' such a fucking mess right now. so filthy, sweetheart, such a pretty pussy..." you can't tell if he's trying to degrade or praise you for this, but the thought instantly dies in your mind when his palm delivers a harsh smack to your clit.
"gonna help you feel better baby. don't worry," he coos, and for a moment you think he's going to be gentle with you. but then he's inside, filling you so full that his name is the only thing on your lips.
he is deliberate in every movement, every press of his thumb against your most sensitive spot, the angle at which he fucks you. each sloppy rut of his hips drags another gaspy breath from you and it drives him crazy, somehow spurs him on even more.
he's your love — it's his job to make fuck you so rough that you don't have time to think about anything but him, just the way he likes it
blue lock: BAROU, sae, oliver, KAISER
haikyuu: OSAMU, tsukishima, ATSUMU, iwaizumi, ushijima
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oukabarsburgblr · 10 days
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honestly would love a continuation from the karasuno version, but like at the same time i want the seijoh version 😭😭
i cant choose huuu, tho whatever u decides to write im sure it'll be great (still tho karasuno continuation got me vv 🥴🥴)
Bullying the First Year Pt. 2 [ONESHOT] [HQ KARASUNO]
I'll give you both💜 but the seijoh part will probably take a few days since i dont want the seijoh ver. to be an exact replica of karasuno with diff names and i want to finish watching s2 so i can capture their character properly. I hope you enjoy!
FEATURING : DAICHI SAWAMURA, SUGAWARA KOUSHI, ASAHI AZUMANE x male reader
Continuation of Part 1! Set in Season 2 during Away Games.
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NSFW stuff, DUBCON AF
Find out more under the cut!
"Ne, Sugawara...Looks like you guys finally got along with (m/n) huh?"
The setter who was drinking from his water bottle turned to Tanaka. The second year glancing at the male manager who was being harassed by Hinata about how cool his spike was. Sugawara only tilted his head in innocent faux. "What do you mean?"
Tanaka hummed as he swirled his bottle. "Well...usually you guys have this weird tension. And Daichi doesn't talk to him but yesterday I saw the captain and (m/n) walking home together and they looked like they were fine." Ennoshita chipped in. "So I wasn't imagining it. Asahi seemed like he always tried to provoke (m/n), but now they're okay with each other. Did anything happen between you guys?"
Tanaka and Ennoshita only asked Sugawara because he was the most approachable out of all the third years. The second years have noticed the beef between their manager and the seniors although they only discussed it in secret. Currently, they're at their away training camp in Shinzen and everything was running smoothly, albeit their losing streak and the fact that (m/n) couldn't make it to their first training camp in Tokyo.
It was weird to think that (m/n), who was not even a player meaning he had more time to study, had failed two subjects and had to take the supplementary exam. Although he denied the offer of riding to Tokyo with Tanaka's sister with Kageyama and Hinata in tow. Daichi didn't give much of a response, only saying he would talk to the (h/c).
That same night they heard Kiyoko scolding, and the beautiful manager never gets mad, but oddly Kiyoko was reprimanding the rest of the third years. Although they couldn't quite capture why was she mad but apparently it involved luring and trapping someone?
Sugawara's face didn't falter as he waved off their concerns, assuring the second years that they had a minor misunderstanding at the start of their introduction and it was all settled.
Free practice ensued as Karasuno went on with their respective goals, Sugawara and Daichi doing a synchronization attack with the others although Asahi was nowhere to be found.
"Sorry! Got caught up with something." The ace sheepishly entered the gym, looking eager and fresh to hit some sets. Nishinoya glanced behind Asahi to see a panting (h/c) who was all sweaty. "What were you doing, (m/n)? You looked like you did a major workout!" He teased the manager who only scrunched up his nose and limped his way to the rest of the managers.
"Huh? Is he injured or something? Why is he walking like that-" "Don't mind him! The night isn't going to be young forever. Let's practice!" Sugawara cut off Nishinoya's sentence as he pushed the libero towards the court, his eyes flickering to Asahi getting smacked by Daichi.
"See (m/n)! Told you, you would get along with us!" Hinata cheered behind the (h/c), who didn't say a word as he accompanied Hinata to the third gymnasium, where Kuroo and Bokuto is playing as well as Akaashi and Tsukishima. "Although it seems that you're more close to the third years than I am. Even though I've known them longer..." The ginger mumbled as he twiddled his fingers.
Again, the manager didn't respond as they entered the gym and (m/n) helped them by collecting stray balls and tossing it to Akaashi. Tsukishima would glance at him a few times before getting lectured by the Nekoma captain.
Daichi stared at the gym doors where (m/n) had exited before turning to Asahi. "...I told you to go easy on him." "Sorry. Got a bit excited. He's cute these days, all fidgety around us." "Do you want to blow us over? Cover your tracks, you idiot." Sugawara hissed as he jammed his elbow into the ace's side.
"The others said that we look like we're all getting along, especially you Daichi." The setter spoke as he ignored the crestfallen ace on the floor. "Really? I didn't think there'd be that much of a difference." The captain tapped his chin, his lips pressed into a thin line.
"You were the meanest out of all of us. I guess he was scared of you the most." Asahi propped himself up as he spoke, ignoring the glaring ravenette.
"...he's obedient now. I prefer it that way."
The setter only laughed as he waved them off. "I'm getting dibs on him in the showers. Don't you dare try to join us." He hissed at the two before hopping off to drag Tanaka into another set, leaving Daichi and Asahi to themselves.
If any other normal person would have listened in on their conversation, they would've been creeped out with how normal they spoke as they danced around the topic.
The boy manager of Karasuno, (m/n) (l/n) who has been reduced to a quiet footman for the seniors. Daichi wouldn't say 'reduced' but more to 'tamed'. It was known that the (h/c) is a brash person, especially around people his age but he would watch his mouth more around his upperclassmen...until he gets angry that is.
When Daichi first saw him stumbling through the gym doors, making a scene, he was quite annoyed, reminded of Hinata and Kageyama's first introduction. He thought it would be another rude junior that would ignore him and the obligated seniority but he was impressed to find that he was a reliable manager and an overall pleasant person to be around.
Maybe he was in a bad mood on that specific day, but he wasn't up for playing 'nice' nor welcoming someone new. His players were already a handful, especially the four idiots and he simply lacked the energy to usher someone around in the already socially established club.
Usually, he would apologise the next day, saying his head was clouded but he saw how annoyed (e/c) leered at him whenever (m/n) thought he wasn't looking or the silent curses he would mumble. That ticked him off and he was cold ever since. And when he found out they were neighbours-
"Daichi. Don't you think you're being...malicious to the new manager?"
The captain turned to the long-haired ace. He didn't respond, only raising an eyebrow to Asahi. Sugawara cut in. "What he meant was why are you acting like a little bitch to our new member? Ignoring him and stuff. The others are starting to ask." He teased the ravenette.
Daichi didn't say much, he only stared at his gym shoes and glanced to the (h/c) who was conversing with the second years. He scanned his figure, his eyes wandering a bit too long on his face and frowned. "He's rude." Sugawara wanted to roll his eyes and spite the captain.
"I want to ruin him."
Both Asahi and Sugawara immediately turned their heads to the captain who held a nonchalant look, a foreign expression for him, while still staring at (m/n). "...Or to see him cry, at least." "..."
The setter scoffed. "I always knew you were a sadist, Daichi." The captain only hummed as he knelt down to tie his shoelaces. "Don't act as if you're oh so innocent, Mr. Refreshing." "Shut up." He stifled a chuckle and stood up again.
"So are we gonna do it?" Asahi turned to glance at the (h/c), gazing at his glistening (s/c) and his fluttering eyelashes on his (e/c) eyes. Sugawara rolled his eyes. "I think he already started it." Daichi was silent, his eyes unwavering.
He didn't think much of it back then. Bullying was always a functioning outlet anyways.
Slaps of skin resonated through the small clubroom with a crying naked manager who was too aroused from the heavy thrusts he was receiving. His back was sore against the wooden table in the middle of the room and his throat was parched from all the screaming and wailing he had done.
"You're so adorable, (m/n)." Asahi groaned into the manager's ears, holding him down and kissing down his neck. The (h/c) only squirmed against the strong brunette, helpless against his ticklish facial hair as his hips stuttered against Asahi's. "-'s too much-ngh! Too much fu- achkk!"
He choked as the brunette sped up his motion, increasing his tempo as he felt his release. "You're our junior and manager, (m/n)." Sugawara cooed as he jacked off the (h/c)'s dick. "This is practically your job, don't you think? Helping us release some steam."
(m/n) wailed as he felt Sugawara squeezing him, he shivered as he felt his hole filled and Asahi biting into his shoulder. His pants were getting heavier as he placed his hand across his face. "I-I don't want anymore..." He whimpered as fingers shoved into his ass, digging out liquids that were stuffed deep into him.
Daichi trailed his fingers over (m/n)'s neck as he took Asahi's spot, pulling the (h/c) closer by his waist. "Be good and we'll play nice with you." Partially a lie, the captain was talking about himself. If the manager was compliant, then he'll be gentle. Not that he hated the contrary.
The manager only cried into his hands as he shakily nodded, not that they could see. "Please b-be gentle to me...Daichi- hiks!" He wheezed as the captain pulled him onto his lap, his naked thighs shivering and Daichi only gripped his hair, already holding his favourite spot.
The captain didn't say anything, only crashing his lips on the (h/c)'s who mewled against his mouth, Sugawara and Asahi smearing their hands all over the pair, drowning them in debauchery and temporary bliss.
Ever since then, (m/n) had been more quiet and polite, especially around the third years. Hinata was confused when the (h/c) mentioned about a study group and at that moment something clicked inside the (h/c)'s head.
He tried avoiding the trio truthfully, it wasn't that hard outside of club hours but he dreaded stepping inside the gym or the clubroom. Sugawara was a clever person, always whisking him away to fuck him under a staircase or asking him to stay after practice and would double penetrate him with Asahi inside the storage room.
He would walk home with sticky cum running down his legs or being cleaned by Sugawara who would take his time with him inside the school communal showers. Asahi would only bother him when he was frustrated, either from studies or not being able to hit his spikes right.
Daichi wouldn't join on their frisky escapades. But Sugawara knew that the captain preferred to be alone with the (h/c).
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Training camp was over, Coach Ukai finished the debriefing and everyone was dispersing to go home in their respective ways in the late night. (m/n) cursed to himself as he accidentaly slipped on a rock. A hand reached out to stabilise him and the (h/c) glanced to see the captain pulling him up.
"Be careful. It's dark and dangerous right now."
They did live close after all.
"...Thanks." (m/n) mumbled as he pulled his arm back, shoving his hands in his pockets as he continued his way. Daichi silently followed, two steps behind the (h/c).
Their relationship had progressed significantly, after...midterms. (m/n) didn't know what to call it. What he had with the other third years. And it was especially passionate with the captain.
(m/n) was sure his body would give out one day, or one of the second years would find out with how frequent they would pull him in an isolated area and was determined to make him cream his pants as much as he could. At first, he resisted and melted every time one of them would shove their deep fingers into his hole or fucked him nice and slow that would made all of his rebellion disappear.
Sometimes, he caught himself looking forward to those moments. Wondering when will one of his seniors pulled him so they could shove themselves into him, letting him drown in that sinful pleasure.
The grey area he was shoved into was suffocating and risky, but lust conquered all and it conquered him.
"Is anyone home?" (m/n) hadn't noticed that they had arrived at the front of his gates. He turned to see Daichi looking at him, the streetlamp next to them illuminating his handsome features. The captain rarely divulge himself with (m/n), not as frequent as the other two. The scariest of the third years definitely had something in his mind.
"..."
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"Urmmff- mmng haa ah ah anghh!!" (m/n) moaned as he Daichi pounded his penis into the (h/c)'s hole that was so wet and puckered from the unnecessary amount of lube and fingering the captain did. He definitely appreciated foreplay.
Both of them were in (m/n)'s room, on his bed missionary and only the (h/c) was fully naked as Daichi immediately ripped off all of his clothings as soon as they stepped inside his room.
(m/n) wasn't sure why he let Daichi step in his house. His family was gone, visiting their relatives up north while (m/n) was away at training camp. He could've lied to the captain. Rejecting his advances although he wasn't sure it would be as effective but the fact that he willingly let Daichi enter through the gates of his home and let him follow to his room wasn't so much of a wonder.
Daichi huffed as he gripped one of (m/n)'s thighs, giving it a slap as he watch the flesh bounce from the impact. The (h/c) had his arms around the ravenette's neck as his legs was pushed upwards. His hole tightened around Daichi's cock as he cried when the captain began to shove himself in harder and deeper, going in as far as balls deep inside (m/n)'s puckered and reddened hole.
The captain gazed down at the (h/c)'s face, his eyes wandering and scanning his features as he felt his release nearing. "(m/n)." The manager huffed as his own (e/c) stared down black ones.
Daichi leaned down to kiss the (h/c), pressing his lips oddly in a gentle manner but pushing his legs to his shoulders roughly. "I think you should raise your tongue a bit more." The captain stated as he fucked the manager faster.
(m/n) stuck his tongue out with a confused face although his bottom was shaking from all the sex Daichi shoved into him. The ravenette licked and pressed his tongue all over (m/n)'s who was whimpering feverishly.
The (h/c) doesn't know what to do. What to do of him. What to do of them. But for now, all he could do was to play the nice little junior for them. He was also no longer allowed to show support for his cousin at any volleyball event.
Daichi pushed (m/n) into a mating press, making sure his cum filled the manager all the way in, not wanting for any of it to go to waste. The (h/c) whined as his own penis spurted white semen.
The manager could not see him running away from the third years any time soon.
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Afterthoughts :
I am literally falling asleep as I write this but I wanted to post it asap. I will fix it dwdw although I felt this didn't align with the first part very well. I'll add tags tmrw. Next up is Seijoh
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h3yl4dies · 4 months
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He is a asshole to everybody except 𝘺𝘰𝘶. The only person who gets to see the soft side of him is 𝘺𝘰𝘶. He literally bullies people and doesn't care if he makes someone cry, but for some reason he couldn't be rude or mean to you because he can't find a 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 reason to be mean to you.
Oikawa tooru, IWAZUMI HAJIME, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, TSUKISHIMA KEI, TAIJU SHUBA, Baji keisuke, RINDOU HAITANI, Wakasa imaushi, LEVI ACKERMAN, Eren Yeager, MUZAN KIBUTSUJI, SANEMI SHINAGUZAWA, Inosuke Hashibira, Iguro Obanai
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strawb3rrystar · 25 days
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Ofc ! That's what I'll req for :3 So, HH and HB boys, (you can pick mowrre, if not, specifically- Alastor, Angel, Sir Pentious, Blitz 'n Fizz and Stolas) With a s/o that's straight up a menace, no specific gender. They're kinda like Karma akabane or Tsukishima Kei? If not familiar with 'em, then they're literally just a BIG tease and salty. Love to rile people up for their enjoyment and amusement, snarky and a slight bully and strong, (has a cute face but is malicious as hell) And ofc the boys aren't safe from the teasing, but it's just light. For example teases Blitz about his height, but in general their s/o have a soft spot ONLY for them which the boys notice. (Bonus point a hard yet gentle dom after x3) Ppl ignore this ask for sum reason 😭 Have a good day or night, MWAH ! -⚰️
Performance affair.
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Pairing: Alastor, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious, Blitzø, Fizzarolli, Stolas x GN! Reader
Warnings: Some very slight suggestive stuff on Angel, Pentious and Blitz
Word count: 516
✰HH HB
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Alastor will be more or less pissed off. He finds your behavior to be quite immature and will constantly remind you that you could drive away guests from the hotel. Not that he actually cares, he just likes to correct your behavior. He won't stand for your attitude and start taking away your privileges. You'll have to beg him pretty hard to get them back.
"It's going to take more than that, my dear."
Angel Dust will definitely tease you back. You want to out sass him? Honey, he's packing nine inches and can take it up the ass like drinking coffee on a Monday morning. That's to say, you won't be winning that anytime soon. He can go on for days if he wants to. He himself, or his persona, also likes to rial people up and is quite snarky. It's just a fun hobby for the two of you at this point.
"Two can play at that game, toots."
Sir Pentious will take your teasing to heart. Not in the sense that he'd get upest over it. More like, if you'd tease him sexually, he'll turn into a stuttering mess. Honestly, if you say anything to this snake, he'll be like puddy in your hands. A someone who comes from a past of tormenting people, he gets where you're coming from. He thinks you can sometimes get a little out of hand, but he gets too nervous to really say anything.
"M-my dear, don't you think that was a little far..?"
Blitzø is a petty ass motherfucker, who hates when people talk shit about him. If you're taller than him and you make fun of his height. He'll shove you to the ground and then tease you for being stronger. If you tease him for his love of horses, he'll tease you right back for something that you really enjoy. All that to say, yall tease each other. It honestly turns into a teasing war between the two of you. Which can also turn into dirty talk, but that's a story for another day...
"Oh, you fucking bitch! Don't you dare insult my horse figures, whore!" - (In a loving way)
Fizzarolli will also tease you back. Though his teasing is more in a loving way. He doesn't particularly like you pissing people off. Because he's a jester and his whole thing is making people happy. But you mostly do it to his creepy fans, so he's actually pretty grateful. He can and he will tickle you if you say some out of line shit.
"Woah, babe, I love you, but calm the fuck down."
Stolas doesn't react much to your behavior. He doesn't take your teasing to heart much and will usually laugh it off. He's constantly blaming your behavior on you having a bad day to other people. Since you can't seem to understand what a public image is. Either way, he still loves you and will sometimes tease you back. Just to a way less intense degree.
"I am so sorry. My darling is just having an off day, is all."
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Star's notes -> Decided to pull out the old formatting for this one! Also this is a very lovely request anon, people are mean for ignoring it >:{
(Thank you, sweet ⚰️-anon, for requesting!) (Requests are open!)
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