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i disappeared, and now im alive. and am somewhat mentally stable with a functioning computer

#it's a fresh start #welcome back to tumblr i greet to myself #ness.rambles #just me being silly :haha:

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kazutora is a pretty boy, yes, but is a slightly unhinged pretty boy. has been to hell and back, so nothing scares him anymore, except the fear of losing his love. but his looks only serve as a way to fool people who don't know how dangerous he can be, who don't know that behind that smile is a knife that will stab an enemy's back until they're dead. yes, he loves seeing the smile on your face, but he loves knowing no one will bother his baby even more

#new obsession: tokyo revengers #and pretty kazutora #kazutora my beloved #fuck me plz #random thoughts #tokyo rev #tw.violence

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the miya twins were beyond used to anyone falling for their mother. who wouldn't? after all, she was talked up between the two of them, and anyone who ever visited got to meet her: beautiful, kind, respectful, able to handle both twins without batting an eyelash. the kind of woman that, when walking into a room, made heads turn. she was the reason the twins stopped inviting friends over in high school, to avoid the MILF comments and to pretend like she never existed. but, atsumu never thought he'd hear the words and see that look of adoration on your face. you were his girlfriend, not some guy from high school!

"tsumu, you're pouting." and ignoring you. you gave a smile to mama miya as she walked past you two in the living room, nodding at her hushed excuse of retiring for the night. what a family vacation this turned out to be for your boyfriend, with his attitude and his twin running late. "tsumu, why are yo-"

"i'm definitely not jealous that you called my mom hot and beautiful and that she's like a goddess! of course not, babe, of course i didn't think you'd keep your eyes glued on me, your wonderfully hot, handsome, and athletic boyfriend. of course i wanted you to look at my mom an-" there was no way he could talk when your hands were resting on his thighs, your lips pressed against his, the warmth of your breasts on his chest. atsumu took another minute to snap out of it, refusing to let you get the upper hand this way. "c'mon, you called her hot!"

"because she is, and she's going to bed, so quiet down. it's a compliment, tsumu." you let out a heavy groan, your head thrown back as if it would relieve some stress. "it's not like i'm gonna steal your mom, she's way out of my league."

the wheels had to turn in atsumu's head before it came together, him dropping the pout with a quiet 'oh' as his hands settled in his lap. "good, good, because you're mine. wait, if you were in her league, would you..? eww, disgusting, you're no better than sunarin!" he shoved you as your giggles escaped, the pout returning once more. "we're breaking up once we get home."

"no thanks, tsumu, but thanks for the offer. besides, i'd have to go for your mom if you broke up with me." your laughter only grew at atsumu's shouting, the both of you silent as his mother yelled down the stairs. well, breakfast would be embarrassing now. "i feel like it's time for us to go to bed now." "yeah, you're right, can't have ma yelling at us and me having to degrade you the same way." "okay, maybe we can break up, stop bringing up your mom!"

#miya atsumu #haikyuu x you #hq x you #atsumu miya #miya atsumu x you #q'd #my brain on crack #but mama miya <3 #she has my heart <3

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Annoying

#q'd #miya atsumu #art

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the echoing of the smack left the room quickly, with only breaths and light rubbing to replace the noise. it hadn't been what daichi imagined when you mentioned trying something out in the bedroom. daichi had hoped for you riding him, a new sex toy, most anything before this. but he couldn't say he hated it, groaning out softly as another hit landed on his ass. the skin was red, his eyes were watery, yet his cock was hard and he absorbed every bit of praise.

"good boy, aren't you?" your hand rubs gently over the reddened skin, being careful with the light touches. "you're getting my thigh all messy, but that's okay. we'll take care of that, won't it?" your hand raises up once more, making contact with the skin and holding daichi in place the best you could. you kept your rhythm steady, ignoring the choked cries. there was a safe word for a reason.

daichi let his cock rub against the soft skin of your thigh, biting down harshly on his lip when a spank led to him cumming. he could feel his muscles loosening, his hips dropping slightly despite where they had been placed. the light touch to his shoulders made him flinch, the reassuring coos coming after. yeah, he was a good boy, especially as he was coaxed to lay in bed and sip the water. god, his ass ached, and he could only imagine that it would hurt more tomorrow. "don't wanna stop."

"we can continue later," you reassured, your fingers touching the drying cum on your thigh. "for now, let's focus on my orgasm when you're ready."

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #daichi x you #daichi sawamura #sawamura daichi

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forbidden lovers with tsumu. except no one dies, only a bit of heartbreak :eyes: heartbreak before it goes great and turns into love <3

#ness.rambles #m so tired #ignore the discord emoji attemps #but #ummm #that's definitely a thought

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i cant believe sakusa kiyoomi (25) invented pussy eating

#preach it #he started a movement #others just followed #smh and to think no one credits him

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Perv roommate atsumu who listens to your tiny fingers pressing deep inside your cunt, through the wall and timing his fist over his cock with the pace Youve set inside yourself 🥰

Cumming with a grunt when he hears how slick you are, but offers you a drink when you emerge from your room with a smirk on his face knowing he just came over your pretty sounds

#fully support perv atsumu #sdajkfl;ds i love #probably rushes to the kitchen after cumming #wipes his hand clean in his pocket and hope it gets all the cum off #if not your glass gets some of his cum <3 #just a small taste for when he can make his move #q'd #atsumu miya #atsumu smut

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random Atsumu loving thoughts a/n: putting this under the cut bc well some people get pissed at a fat woman using the word fat tags: fat!reader (since some people are offended we exist), eating together, fluff mostly, mild suggestive content

Atsumu adores wearing your shirts. To the point that often your favorite, most worn shirt, becomes his night shirt.

He'll wear it until it doesn't smell like you anymore and toss it in the wash. All for it to go back on you, get enough to smell like you and then steal it all over again.

Atsumu loves your fat rolls. Under nice and tight clothing he thinks about grabbing you in. Or under loose fitting clothes that he only day dreams about slipping his hands under your shirt and squeezing your love handles. It plagues him daily to keep his hands to himself as he admires you from afar for so long.

He really loves meals together. Food means so much to him and if you cook something all he wants to do is share it with you. "Taste this!" "Here bit this piece it's better." Even after repeatedly telling him you're the one who cooked it and you're aware what it tastes like. Atsumu just loves eating and being able to share it with you makes him all the more giddy.

Atsumu will sit in your lap or have you sit in his. Perks of him sitting in your lap, well, he will not unlatch from hugging you. You're so soft and squishy all he wants is to melt into you. Perks of sitting in his lap? He simply won't take no as an answer. Your weight is never a problem and he argues he's a pro athlete just so he can be your throne. Often it ends up with his hands under your shirt feeling the ripples of your stretch marks. Tracing them slowly and resting his chin on your shoulder.

He adores your body with every dimple, stretch mark, pudge and roll there is. You know your fat. He knows your fat. Atsumu just simply doesn't care. As far as he's concerned nothing is as beautiful as you are. And you're soft. Man loves soft things. Simple as that.

#and i love this #if atsumu no like fat people #why he exist?? #please im begging for more #might have bigger thighs than atsumu but it's worth it #q'd

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Uh anyway, all haikyuu boys love chubby people and hate fatshamers, die fucking mad about it

#as they fucking should #it's the only valid mood

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the ping of the reminder going off was what caught daichi's attention mid-shift. he turned away from the desk, leaning back slightly in his chair and frowning at the message. right, today was the day he had to do this. it was a promise he made, and he wouldn't go back on his promises. the man bit at his lip, pulling up his text messages and typing it out slowly. we need to break up. he watched the typing bubbles on your end for a moment before getting that feeling in his heart, silencing his phone and tossing it in the drawer. he was quickly distracted by the bell ringing throughout the building, grabbing the keys to the ambulance off his desk before heading out with his partner.

coming home to an empty and dark house was expected, though he missed the warmth after a long day. daichi let out a sigh, ignoring the text from suga as he went around flicking on lights. "let's see, cook dinner, need to start on a grocery list, need to see if hinata is playing in town next weekend." his mutterings helped to fill up the quiet of the typically noisy apartment, making things seem more normal.

what he wasn't expecting was to see you curled up in the bed, under a pile of blankets. probably asleep despite all the times he told you not to take a nap this late. he rolled his eyes, his hands gentle on your body as he helped to wake you up. but daichi's concern soon grew at seeing your face, taking in the mascara and eyeliner that streaked your face. it was meant to be a temporary breakup, one that you had insisted on to listen to an album, but this? had he done it? "sweetheart, are yo-"

"didn't know you were home already, daichi." a yawn slips out between your words, your motions sleepy as you wrap your arms around him. "sorry, forgot to cook dinner. wanna order out?"

"i'm a couple steps ahead." he accepted the weight, fighting off his own sleepiness. you were still warm and heavy with sleep, almost kitten-like in this state. "how was the album?"

"great, i cried for hours. can you be my boyfriend again?"

daichi's laugh was muffled by your hair, his grasp tightening around you to pull you closer for a brief moment. "of course, i was wondering when you'd take me back. i want us to have the best love story after all."

#daichi sawamura #sawamura daichi #haikyuu x you #haikyuu daichi #daichi x you #daichi imagine #haikyuu imagine #hq imagines #hq x you #fluff #soft happy ending #promise :) #paramedic daichi #it's valid

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pretty girl by clairo is not exactly a happy song, but if people think it is, who am i to criticize???

#ness.rambles #dear spotify playlist makers: you're wrong #it's literally about her becoming the perfect girl for someone #no romance no love #literally just someone being misogynistic #but also...ideas

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I dunno why the warning “kita is a perv” is sending me 💀💀💀💀 just the way it’s stated has me rolling sksksksks

LSKJFLSKJFKSJF yeah...perv kita <3 pervy kita who jacks off using your panties in his room whenever he hears you having one of your your one night stands, lifts his hand to look at his cum on it after he's done, wondering what the fuck he’s doing <3

#preach it sunny #pervy kita who buys you your first vibrator <3 #because he knows your fingers/one night stands don't get you off the right way #makes sure the vibrator is the same size as his dick though

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ushijima is a himbo, his brain is focused on volleyball and you. but it only makes the evenings better for you, especially on the rare occasion that he takes his time. he'll look at you more than he does when picking out a fresh pair of court shoes, his hands will trail over every spot of fat and muscle on your body. he is more than happy to spend hours worshiping your skin, leaving kiss after kiss, ignoring what his brain is screaming to dive tongue first into. it's only when you're finally checking out that he buries his face into your cunt, his large hands keeping your hips pinned on the bed as he relishes what he's been waiting for all day

#ness.thots #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima smut #haikyuu smut

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there were few men like miya atsumu: a man who described himself as a jack of most trades, master of setting, and your sexy ass boyfriend'. a man who believed in having staring contests whenever you tried to welcome his twin into your shared home, a man who never minded the stares from people in the park as he made you splash in puddles with him after the rain, a man who has seen mascara running down your face on your worst nights, a man who kissed every inch of skin he could, who constantly looks for more excuses to kiss you and touch you and keep you to himself. atsumu knew nothing better than you, with volleyball being that exception. but volleyball wasn't like you: full of life, full of sunshine, full of the ups and downs that he would help you through. volleyball was a commitment, but you were a different commitment. it was one of the rare days he had off, seeing you off with a kiss on the cheek that was followed by several more until he was finally waved off. cook, clean, take care of whatever stresses he could. an easy job for once, atsumu's eyes glued to the clock and to his phone. it was lonely being home without you, and he missed your presence. but the second you walked in the door, shoulders heaving and breath heavy, he knew something was wrong. stress, or that was what he fully believed was wrong. heavy footsteps only brought you to the table, where his culinary creation stolen from osamu was waiting for dinner. atsumu's lips dipped into a frown as he watched you plop in the seat, his brain already moving a mile a minute. could he? "tsumu, what are yo-" you didn't need an answer when he was on his knees in front of you, gently lifting up one leg to hoist over his shoulder and a hand resting on the other ankle. you could feel his hot breath on your thighs, the skirt inching up towards your hips. "tsumu, i wanna eat," you whine, hoping for the slightest bit of mercy. "i gotta eat my meal too, babe." not the most comfortable position, but atsumu doesn't care, his eyes glued on your clothed pussy. a hand goes to push the skirt up, his nose brushing against the soft cotton and a heavy breath taking in the scent. he loved every inch of you, and he hadn't kissed you here in a couple of days. his tongue worked on the fabric, happy to let you wiggle and complain. there was nothing he wanted more than to stay here for as long as he needed, to eat you out until his face was wet. there were only breathy moans and shudders between the complaints, finding escaping hard between the chair and atsumu's body. but there was no escaping, not when the panties were finally pushed aside and warm lips were on your clit. it was instinct to grab for atsumu's hair, to tug and feel the vibrations of his moan against your pussy. it was getting wetter, and whether it was from your own arousal or atsumu's tongue being put to work, you were far more concerned with rocking your hips to the rhythm, your head falling back and your grip on the blonde hair tightening. atsumu loved this side of you, when you took some control. and he didn't mind the mess on his face, his tongue and fingers working together. always a bit of pressure on your swollen clit, something working at your tight hole, occasionally a hand to keep your hips in place. his own moans covered up some of yours, but his favorite moment was when you finally came, thighs squeezing around his head as he sucked on your oversensitive clit, feeling the wetness coat his face and your heel digging into his back. the man didn't bother getting up from his knees until he declared your pussy clean enough, ignoring the shakes in your body. he rests his head on your thigh, his tongue slowly licking over his wet lips to get his final taste of your cream. god, dessert before dinner truly was the best. "how you feelin', babe?" you could only give him a nod, trying to ignore your hot face and the tingle left in your pussy. his fingers were still so teasingly close, and it would be easy for him to plunge them him. "f-fine, tsumu," you stutter, trying to avoid his eyes. that cocky look

would be there, mixed with love and adoration. "that's great, sweetheart. eat your dinner, you'll need your energy for the rest of tonight."

#miya atsumu #atsumu miya #haikyuu smut #hq smut #miya atsumu smut #miya atsumu x you #dsjfkl love shameless slut atsumu #shameless atsumu in general #also late to puss eating day #so happy late puss eating day <3 #q'd #please don't cuck my tags again tumblr

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Your soft giggles are muffled by your hand and you don’t even realize the man behind you is stirring until he rolls over and pulls you against his chest

“What time is it?” Aizawa grumbles into the back of your neck

“Uhh it’s 2:34” you whisper back, smile evident in your voice and giggles still threatening to come from your throat

“Can’t sleep?” He asks, sounding a little more awake “or haven’t tried?”

You just giggle and shove your phone under the pillow “havent tried” you admit and he sighs into your hair

“Never gonna fix your sleeping habit that way” he says and you turn around in his arms “you’re right, but also not one to talk mister I-keep-a-sleeping-bag-on-me-wherever-I-go” he rolls his eyes even tho they’re closed and you laugh, leaning forward and kissing his chin, running your fingertips softly down the side of his face making him give you a sleepy smile.

“What was funny?” He asks, bushing his nose back and forth softly against yours

“A kitten video” you respond and press soft pecks against his lips

“Show me, then let’s go to sleep” he says, finally cracking his eyes open

You smile, kissing his cheek before turning around in his arms and scooting back against him. You grab your phone and unlock it straight to the video. “You watching?” You ask over your shoulder with a voice laced with happiness and he chuckles “of course” he says and kisses your neck.

“Okay” you say and press play, giggling as it plays since you know what happens. At the end of the short video he chuckles, kissing your neck softly during the whole thing. “I love you” he says, and he feels it with his whole body and soul. “It was cute huh!” You say and drop your phone off the side of the bed before turning around yet again to cuddle into him “not as cute as you” he says, kissing your forehead. “Now, try and sleep this time” he says with a smirk, eyes already closing as he falls deeper towards sleep.

“I love you Shouta” you whisper and he hums with a smile “I love you too, sweetheart”

#bnha #ADORABLE #late night thoughts >>> any other thoughts #q'd

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Golden hour Bo.

#haikyuu art #muscle man #i am staring....respectfully #q'd