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#bokuto drabble
rinsaint · 2 years
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could you do (any haikyuu boys of your choice) with a y/n that does really suggestive things to them without noticing how suggestive they are? (ex; sitting on their lap, bumping their ass into the boys, etc)?? love ur writing btw, and even if you dont do this, keep up the amazing work!!!🤍
ft. bokuto, kuroo, tsukishima !!
cw. dirty thoughts !!
TSUKISHIMA: god you drive tsukishima crazy, and he always plays it off by saying something insulting because he doesn’t want you to see him flustered. Every morning you would come behind him, tracing your hands around his hips, snaking your hand under his shirt. It’s nothing but a friendly gesture but it has his mind going crazy. You soft fingers running down his pelvis. Or when you whine his name to bother him, your sweet tone calling him tsuki asking him to pay attention to you. And it has him weak in the knees. He doesn’t know why but the sound of you begging and whining for him to pay attention to you has him in a frenzy.
KUROO: kuroo knows you don’t do it purposely. I mean how could you? You’re his little angel and you just don’t notice that the way you lean forward to him to talk to him about something shows your breasts just a bit which has him gulping. Or the way you sit on his lap while watching a movie, squirming a bit is all just innocence. Kuroo tries hard, really hard not to say anything but the way you are sucking on that ice cream giggling at him as he watches you with hunger in his eyes, his cock gets so hard. And he definitely tries so hard not to say anything when you come behind him and start trailing kisses down his neck. but he doesn’t wanna say anything because he doesn’t wanna scare you off <\33
BOKUTO: does suggestive things without knowing either so you two just fluster each other a lot. Bokuto sometimes does notice the things you do and it has him flustered as hell but he doesn’t care. When he’s playing a game with his friends and is ignoring you for a while, you would come behind and move the headphones off his ear whispering in it for his attention. And bokuto gets off the game so fast because that turned him on, your voice whispering in his ear, and he won’t say anything about it cause he doesn’t wanna freak you out. And bokuto definitely doesn’t do well when you give him kisses because it makes him crave and want more.
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miyamoratsumuu · 4 months
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i absolutely love your haikyuu hcs with mood boards and i wanna request tsukishima kei for the third part (I LOVE HIM SO MUCHBIEUUERHIBHS)
♡ 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬, 𝐰/ 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟑!! ♡
pt. 1 - pt. 2
characters: k. bokuto, h. iwaizumi, k. tsukishima
note: I am so so sorry for the wait, but here it is!! I hope you like it<3 implied fem partner for all of them, lowercase intended. pictures used are not mine, all of them are found on pinterest!!:)
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BOKUTO KOTARO "I love you for who you are, sweetheart. always and forever. that's a promise."
this man is literally the living definition of a golden retriever boyfriend. he'll do anything, and I mean anything just to see your pretty smile. your feet start to hurt while walking? blink and you're already being carried off your feet. you stare at something at a store way longer than you do at everything else? you can bet he's ready to buy it for you asap. even when you quietly mumble something about being thirsty or hungry, he's already dragging you to the nearest place where you both could get something to eat or drink.
he's def an acts of service and words of affirmation type of person. he's consistent with it too, it's what he does best with the people he loves, ofc. every single day, he makes sure to remind you and show you how much he cares for you through his words and actions. every morning, you'd wake up to a good morning text from your fav owl boy accompanied with the most exaggerated compliments (if you could even call some of them that) he could think of. some of his best ones are "good morning to the best, kindest, smartest, most gorgeous girl I've ever met! have an amaaazzziiingggg day!!!" and "you never asked me, but did you know that I WOULD still date you even if you were a worm? heck even if you were a grasshopper, I'd still love you. I hope u have a great day!!!! good morning btw:DD".
kotaro loves to show off to everyone how he's yours and you're his. when you're out, it's often that he'll be carrying your bag or anything you're carrying for you. his hands are ready to be of help to you anytime anywhere, really. there was one time when the two of you were at a cinema waiting for the movie to start. you were wearing a claw clip to keep your hair up, and we all know how uncomfortable it could be to lean against a headrest while wearing one of those. you took it off and asked kotaro to hold it for you. what you didn't notice was that he didn't give it back to you. that was until the 2 hour movie finished and you noticed the claw clip clipped onto the front of his shirt. when you asked for it back though, he didn't want to give it back to you because "it's to let everyone know that I'm just for you babe!"
this man is also the type that loves having matching stuff with you. it could range from matching shirts, keychains, caps, to phone cases and social media account bios. as long as you consent to it, of course. he (and all the other haikyuu boys) would never ever want to force you into doing something you don't want to. one of your matching stuff are lego figures that have shirts saying "I <3 my bf" and "I <3 my gf". kotaro thought they were cute, given that the lego set they came in was a blast to build too. the two of you having an at home date to build it was a bonus.
another time that the two of you were absolutely adorable was when you stopped by a convenience store on the way back from a hang out some friends. both of you were craving a sweet candy but didn't want to be holding a pack of it in your hands while you walked, so you decided to buy a ring pop. one for yourself, and one for kotaro. outside the convenience store as he was removing the plastic wrap of yours for you, kotaro mumbled something he didn't think you would hear but you absolutely did. "this could be practice rings for when we get our actual wedding bands in the future". you were speechless as he successfully took the wrapper off, and slid the ring onto your finger while he had one of the biggest grin on his face.
intimate moments aren't always consisted of sexual acts or so. you've proven that with your intimate tomes with kotaro that included you styling his hair during the times it was down, with you sat on the bed or a couch while his head is laid in your lap. or the times the two of you were so bored that you managed to find old coloring books somewhere in your house and colored them while you laid on the floor flat on your stomach. or of course the times the two of you pretended that your plushies were your "children" and took care of them as though they were real living things. it's never a dull time with kotaro. for he'd do anything to keep being the reason you smile because you're always the reason for his.
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IWAIZUMI HAJIME "I took on the job of protecting you and your heart when I decided to be yours, darling. and I never plan on resigning. "
hajime was a mess when he first started to like you. at first he wasn't even sure about what he was feeling, leaving him confused. he didn't want to talk to toru about it, because he thought it would only show how lost he is and he didn't really need his best friend to rub it in his face. he loves him, but he decided he'd try figuring this out on his own for now. of course the thought of him liking you came to mind. how could he not? you're kind, understanding, you both get along splendidly, and you've been there for him since the beginning of your highschool years. he denied it at first, thinking that he was just in his feels because of the thought of you guys nearing the end of your third year, and eventually having to split up soon. but hajime wasn't an idiot. after a few more days of thinking about it, he knew what his feelings meant and he knew he had to accept it.
and the rest was history. honestly, you two should thank toru, mattsun, and makki for being the reasons the two of you got together. the both of you were somewhat cowards to confess your feelings to one another but both of you were so painfully obvious that the three of your closest friends had to take matters into their own hands. (yes, they used the cliche 7 minutes in heaven tactic)
when the two of you start dating though, all shyness leaves hajime. he still wasn't big on pda, but he still made sure to let the people around you know that you were together. especially if other guys try to push their luck too much. during the times the two of you are out in public, it's often that hajime would place an arm around your waist or shoulder, or a hand on the small of your back. his touches are subtle, but he does it with the upmost care.
dates with hajime are usually indoor ones at either one of your homes. mostly, the two of you spend time with one another wrapped in each other's embrace, watching a movie or catching up on the tv show you both promised you would always watch together. and other times, you would switch things up and try out new activities together. some of the activities that the two of you had already done was doing art projects together like painting, building lego sets together, and making late night snacks.
on the few times that you had dates that involved leaving the house, it would often be at the mall or some kind of park. after the mall dates the two of you have, it can't be helped if you bring home a shopping bag or two. if you do, hajime insists on carrying them for you. he would carry the bags on one hand while he holds yours with the other. though during the times both of his hands were occupied, he would let you grab the back of his shirt just so you wouldn't get lost in the crowd of people. during your amusement park or public park dates, there are times that something catches your eye. the moment that hajime notices you looking at it longer than you would, he immediately insists on buying it for you. it doesn't matter if it's something you don't need, as long as you're happy, he is too.
hajime is also the type of lover that always has you in mind too. on times that he's out in public by himself running errands or so, at the times he would see something that ever so slightly reminds him of you, he would buy it immediately, or if he isn't able to at the moment, he would take a picture of it and either send it to you or keep it to himself for later.
he isn't the best at expressing himself through words, not even close. but all it takes for you to know how much he really cared for you is to see just how he looks at you like you're the only thing that matters in the world. it doesn't matter what you're doing at all. when his gentle gaze meets yours with a soft smile on his lips, it was more than enough to express what he really feels about you.
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TSUKISHIMA KEI "stop denying it, doll. we both know you love me. I love you too, if that's what you keep worrying about."
kei never really seemed like the type to be so whipped for someone. so imagine the shock when his closest friends catch him buying a bouquet from time to time on his way home. they often thought that he was buying them for himself as a decoration change back at home, you know? little did they know that he never headed straight home during those days. he would stop by your house and hand the bouquets to you. (with a scoff and a roll of his eyes, of course) the two of you attend different schools and your houses have quite a distance from each other, so you could say that these visits of his is his way of making up for lost time.
like hajime, kei isn't used to expressing his feelings through words. he rarely does it. instead, he shows it in the little things he does for you. one time after a formal event that the two of you attended, his home was close to the venue so the two of you decided to just walk back. what you didn't realize when you made this decision was that your feet were already starting to hurt from the heels you were wearing. kei noticed your steps getting slower so he stopped walking beside you. you noticed, and stopped as well. with a sigh, kei got down on one knee and began to take off the straps on your heels. it only took a tap on your foot and a sarcastic look from him to convince you to take your shoes off. once they were off, he held both shoes on one hand and turned to you. "here" he takes his shoes off. he hands them to you "wear these until we get home. the socks I'm wearing don't get dirty easily anyway" he turned his head away from you as he stretched his arm out for you to rake the shoes. you stare at him, never expecting him to do something like this. "are you gonna take them or not?" with a chuckle, you accept the shoes and put them on. you hold onto kei's hand as the both of you continue on your way home, with kei carrying your god-forsaken heels.
one weekend morning after a night of continuous rain, you texted kei inviting him to go biking with you around town. minutes later, he's knocking at your front door, his bike leaning on the wall to the side. once the teo of you were on the streets, you quickly noticed how slippery the roads were. not wanting to get into any accidents, kei reached his hand towards you, gesturing for you to hold onto his hand. the whole time you two were riding your bikes, your fingers were intertwined with each other's.
on the very few times shoyo, tobio, and tadashi convinced kei to play video games with them, you often sit in with kei in his room while he plays. either you're sitting on a chair beside him, or you're directly sitting on his lap. you usually stay quiet to not disturb kei's chat with the guys, but he rarely uses his mic anyway, so usually it's the two of you talking while he plays instead of him talking to his three friends in the call.
while the two of you were still "just friends", you already knew that kei had a habit of listening to music a lot. when you did start dating, you made it a point to send kei a song that reminds you of him every three days or so. the first few weeks, he was confused, not seeing the point of you doing it, bt after a while, he got used to it. after two months of you sending him songs, he compiled all of them into one playlist, adding more to it every time you send him a new one.
you didn't know about this, of course. until one day, you were on your bed waiting for kei to come back from the kitchen. you were on his phone (with his permission, of course) opening every app you were curious about, you eventually found yourself opening his music app. you were expecting to only see a playlist of songs from his favorite artists, or a playlist of the songs he listens to almost every day. but the playlist that caught your attention first was neither of those you had in mind. it was only named "." but the playlist photo was a mirror picture of the two of you. you opened it, curious to see what songs it contained. you scrolled through the songs, with some familiarity about them. it was on the tip of your tongue, you just couldn't remember what was so familiar about them to you. that was until you scrolled down to see the latest song added to the playlist. it was the most recent "this reminds me of you" song you sent kei just yesterday. then it dawned on you. 'these are the songs I've been sending him for the past few months! and he has all of them in a playlist!' you smile giddily to yourself at how sweet you thought this all was. by the perfect timing, kei walks through the door, to find you squealing in your bed about how much he loves you. he does though, a lot.
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missuga · 1 year
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“I was thinking.” You trailed off for a moment, wondering if you were really sure if you should ask your question.
“You were thinking?” He mimicked your words and leaned to look at you on the couch next to him. “That’s new.”
“Actually, I changed my mind.” You rolled your eyes at the amused grin on his face, shifting back to sink into the couch further. 
“I want to know what you were thinking about.” He leaned his shoulder against you now and slipped his hand in yours, obviously trying to get your attention on him once more. “I take back what I said.” 
“Fine.” You spoke after staring at him for a long moment, playing with his fingers nervously. “What if you moved in?”
“What?” 
“I mean, you’ve been staying here almost every night anyways.” You waited for a second, trying to get a sense of what he was feeling at your offer. You’d been thinking about this for a while now and never really knew when to bring it up. 
“You’re sure you want me to?” He asked, the amusement in his tone morphing into a softer sound as he stared back at you. 
“Yes, I think so.” 
“Okay.” He smiled even bigger now at the prospect of living with you. “Ask me again.” 
“You’re kidding.” You rolled your eyes again at him even though his antics warmed your heart. “Move in with me?”
“Absolutley.” He answered quickly this time, sitting up fully to kiss you before speaking again. “I’ve been waiting forever for this.” 
“Oh, you have?” You laughed, pulling him even closer to you to the point he was laying on top of you now. “Sorry I didn’t bring it up sooner.” 
“It’s okay, I still love you.” He faked a sigh, pressing another small kiss to your lips before resting his head on your chest. “Wanna go get my stuff?” 
“Right now?” You didn’t think he’d move in this fast.
“Yes right now, I can’t wait any longer.”
NISHINOYA, Atsumu, Bokuto, OIKAWA, Tanaka, Tendou, KUROO
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suyacho · 7 months
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ON THE WAY ft. haikyuu captains
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synopsis — they were busy men but never too busy to have you whenever they needed it
kinktober 2023 | taglist
content warnings: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - quickies - unprotected sex - no prep - size kink - dirty talk - use of nicknames - creampie - breeding - office sex - praise - soft/intimate sex - shower sex - slight temperature play (?) - back scratching - 1,5k words in total
note: oikawa was supposed to be a part of this but i took way too long and just needed this wip to be DONE before i deleted it fnskdkd
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DAICHI SAWAMURA — 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃
“Love… I gotta go in a bit.” Daichi groaned as you pulled his undergarments down and started stroking his half hard cock, trying to keep his last bit of sanity together.  “I know but you look so hot like this.” you smile innocently, teasingly rubbing him against your already dripping heat. “Just be quick, it’ll be fine.” you continued, lining him up with your entrance.
“You’re such a needy girl.” Daichi sighed in defeat, knowing he couldn’t fight against your teasing, he fell for it every single time. “Sorry love, you just gotta take it like the needy girl you are.” he warned you, looking for any hesitation on your face and pushing in with one quick thrust when he couldn’t find it. “Are you really this needy to be fucked?” Daichi smirked, stumbling on his words at the way you felt, you were so fucking tight, or maybe he was too big, yet the second thought never crossed his mind.
“No– but y-you look like you are.” you tried to get back at him, a gasp leaving your lips as he picked up the pace, fucking you deeper as his tip kissed your sweetspot. Wrapping your arms around him in reaction and pulling him even closer. “You d-didn’t even give me a second to adjust.” you mumbled against his skin, tears pricking in your eyes from both the stretch and the pleasure you were feeling, each thrust only bringing you closer to your release.
“Mhm– you’re the one who can’t keep her pretty hands off me whenever I’m in my work clothes.” Daichi taunted you, his big hands easily gripping your sides as he pounded into you at a fast pace, fighting against time yet slowly losing himself and the time from the way you clamped down on him. He knew better than anyone that he couldn’t keep it by one round, not when you were like this. All he could do is hope that you didn’t ruin his work clothes too much.
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KUROO TETSUROU — 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆
“T-Tetsu, you have a meeting!” you gasped, grabbing onto the desk for support, hearing Kuroo’s belt unbuckle behind you. “Screw that meeting.” he mumbled cheekily, slowly pushing in, making sure that you felt it all. A whimper fell past your lips at the feeling of being filled, when in reality you should’ve probably argued back. Tell him that his meeting was far more important and that he couldn’t afford to miss it, but Kuroo was so hard to resist.
“B-But–.” you choked out a moan, his deep yet sloppy thrusts making him hit all the right spaces. Kuroo wasn’t wasting time, he wasn’t going to the meeting before making you cum. “Shh honey–, it’s okay, just take it like a good girl.” Kuroo taunted, shamelessly moaning out loud, the sound of skin slapping against each other, his desk creaking and your moans echoing through his office and Kuroo couldn’t give two flying shits if anyone heard you. He just gripped onto your sides as he continued pounding into you, loving the way you looked bent over his desk, one of his favorite sights to see, especially after a stressful workday.
Usually, you’d come here on purpose, wearing your pretty outfits just to get fucked and then leave filled with his cum. His higher role gave him a lot of freedom and he knew just to use it to his advantage, so your work visits were his favorite moment of the day. No one made a problem of it either, especially because they knew you were his wife. Little did they know how Kuroo fucked you on the desk they put their papers and hard work on, how he’d breed you till it spilled out and made you cum over and over on his cock, all in his office. Your visit today was no different in his eyes, yet for once, you actually came with a reason to his office, Kuroo had forgotten his lunch at home but before you could even mention it, you were bent over the desk.
“Just like that, you’re doing so good for me.” Kuroo praised you, grabbing a fist of your hair and pulling you close to him, back pressed against his chest as he kept fucking into you, your legs already feeling like jelly. “Tetsu I j-just came to bring you lunch.” you cried out, his grip on you being the only kind of support you had before your legs gave out. “In this honey? Knowing it’s my favorite.” Kuroo whispered into your ear, nibbling onto the skin behind it and making sure to leave his mark, the meeting becoming a long forgotten event for him.
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BOKUTO KOUTARO — 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔
“Baby… I’m so nervous.” Bokuto admitted, hovering over you and lining himself up with your entrance. “Relax Bo, I know you’ll do great.” you smiled lovingly at the man above you, his face flushed as he slowly pushed in, a broken groan leaving his lips as he got swallowed by your warmth, slightly relaxing at your touch.
“It’s just– I don’t know if I’ll do well.” Bokuto mumbled, thrusting into you at a sensual pace, his fingers intertwined with yours. “I know you will, you always do your best baby.” you reassured him, squeezing his hand gently while the other cupped his cheek, locking eyes with him, not being able to help the moans rolling off your lips.“Mhm– you’re always so sweet to me.” he murmured, sweetly kissing your hand and nuzzling his face into it after, picking up his pace as he watched your reactions, his cock twitching at the sight. 
Being riled up before a match was nothing new for Bokuto, he was pumping with adrenaline and a wave of emotions, all of this becoming too overwhelming sometimes. That’s why he was so thankful to have you by his side every single time, you just knew how to comfort him in all types of ways, his favorite being comforted when he was buried deep inside of you. You just knew what to say and what to do, even when he was putting his heart out while fucking you, being at his most vulnerable state while being intimate with you. The way you kissed him, held him, sweetly told him reassuring words while moaning out his name, he couldn’t imagine nor wish it any other way, this was all Bokuto needed.
“You’re gonna cheer for me right?” Bokuto asked in between kisses, his hand gently rubbing your side as his tip massaged your sweet spot with every thrust, making you see stars and slowly lose yourself in pleasure. “Of course I will Bo, you’re the best, remember?” you praised him, closing the gap between you two with yet another kiss and pulling him as close as possible, slightly stretching his back from how deep he was fucking you. Maybe this was all Bokuto needed to be able to concentrate on his matches.
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ATSUMU MIYA — 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓
“Atsumu! You said it would be only a quick shower.” you gasp as he teases his hard on along your slit and pushes your back against the cold shower wall, the sensation from the temperature difference between the water and wall leaving you burning up with lust. “Easy pretty, I just wanna spend more time with you.” Atsumu taunted, teasing his tip at your entrance before sliding in, giving you a few seconds to adjust before starting to move.
“ ‘Sumu, your f-flight.” you reminded him, closing your eyes and slowly letting yourself get lost in pleasure, not actually caring enough about his flight to stop this and not give in. “I’ll catch the next one.” Atsumu shrugged, picking up his pace and placing kisses on your neck, making sure to leave marks for when he was gone. The water dripping onto your connected bodies only turning you on more, his hands traveling over your body and massaging your chest not helping one bit as you moaned out his name with every thrust. “That’s it pretty, you’re taking me so well.” 
If there was one thing about Atsumu it’s that he could get rather selfish at times, especially at important moments like leaving home at time to catch a flight. Yet here he was, fucking you in the shower and both of you knew this wasn’t going to be just one round, it never was with Atsumu. Missing his flight wasn’t the most important part, it was his teammates waiting on the other side of the world, probably fed up with him because this isn’t the first time he pulled this, he was a little too carefree but that was also another reason why you loved him. Atsumu just had to come up with yet another excuse of why he missed his flight because he could not bluntly admit he just wanted to get his dick wet one last time before leaving for a while, though it isn’t something he didn’t do before.
“Just l-like that Tsumu.” you whined, your nails digging into his back as you stared at him dumbly, already drunk on his cock. “Oh yeah? What happened to me missing my flight?” Atsumu teased, fucking into you with deep yet desperate thrusts. “You wanna be fucked that bad?” he taunted you, knowing that he was no better than you, especially when he started it and he felt his orgasm building up. Maybe sex was the best when you had a flight to catch after all.
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nek0mabokk · 2 months
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𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒
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𐙚 pairing: bokuto koutaro x chubby fem!reader
𐙚 genre: Drabble fluff
𐙚 summary: koutaro sneaking into y/n's room through your window. 
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The day started terrible.
You were so late. You didn't hear your alarm, oversleeping for too much, as much that your first lesson already started when you stepped into the classroom. You forgot your homework, and of course your lunch because when you were leaving you messed up the boxes, taking your brother's LEGOs set that you usually carry to school. The stupid paper is the same, wrapped around in the same exact way, you could give the fault to your mother to put them so close to each other but - the fault it's mostly yours because you were looking at what you were doing. As usual.
Damn it the day that you decided to be the manager of the Nekoma, and don't get me wrong - you love them. You love every single member of the team because it makes you feel accepted in every way that you wanted to, when you quitted your own team due a bad injury they were the first one to help you through it. But in days like this, when everything gets wrong, you know that is not gonna be easy at all.
You know exactly in the moment that Lev misses his ball and it gets straight into your face, making a big red scar above your forehead. Made everyone laugh, but you were just trying to keep the tears in, you just had a really rough day.
And in days like this you wish that Koutaro was closer to you, closer to your house, closer to your school. You started to feel something for that guy a couple months before, during a friendly game between the Nekoma and the Fukurodani. He was so beautiful in your eyes.
You could admire him all day long, helping him with your set, letting him serve as long as you can see him doing what he loves. That's how you started to love him. To love Koutaro.
Entering in your room you release a huge sigh, your legs and arms are sore, your mind is blurry and you really want just to cry off the hard day, but the homework in your desk are calling you. You let your body lay on the bed, facing the mattress and closing your eyes, you are so close to fall asleep when suddenly your phone is buzzing.
✩ koutaro [ 18:03pm ] : hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
You chuckle at his text, feeling his excitement and happiness through the phone, deciding to answer him pretty quick, you could use some koutaro's energy for cheering you up.
y/n [ 18:04pm ] : hey kou, how are ya? :)
✩ koutaro [ 18:04pm ] : good! I won today at the friendly match with a team that we never met before! I wish you could be there to see me :(((( what about you?
y/n [ 18:05pm ] : sad, bad day.
He didn't answer for ten minutes, you started to feel bad, maybe you needed to answer in a different way - or you just wished he answered you with some comfort words. But you know he's not the one that can do that, he's always been the opposite. Actions over Words.
You start to feel your stomach upside down and you decide to focus on your homework, as you get settle in your desk something - or someone - knocks on your window. You look over and you can see someone with the hood on, knocking at the window again, you paralyzed. You're so close to screaming when he moves the hood away from his head and two yellow eyes are on you.
Koutaro is knocking at your window, he came. You quickly walk over him and you open the window with a clumsy gesture that makes the guy laugh, he steps him and he's breathing heavily. Your eyes gets full of tears, "what are you doin here?"
"you said you had a bad day," his smile makes all of your worries disappear, you sniff lightly as you nod moving your arms around his torso. "thank you for coming."
He is surprised but he doesn't talk back, he just moves his arms around your shoulders pushing you enough to disappear in his tonic arms. "I'm always here angel," his hand moves on top of your head, holding you tight.
That's what you needed, someone that doesn't speak sweet words like strawberries, but someone that act in the best way to support you and always be there for you; exactly what Koutaro is.
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utahimeow · 2 years
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tiny hands tap at bokuto’s side and his eyes snap open immediately. his sensitivity is courtesy of him becoming a father—he’d been a heavy sleeper his whole life, and then his precious daughter came along and he was awake at the slightest of movements.
“daddy,” comes her tiny voice with a slight tremble. she hugs her owl plushie to her chest, blinking up at her dad timidly.
bokuto unravels his arms from around your sleeping figure, hesitantly, but he knows you’d do the exact same thing at the sight of your daughter’s pouting face.
“what is it, bub?” he asks, his voice a whisper, softer even than her’s.
the three-year-old sniffles, clutching her owl plushie even harder. “i had a scary dream…”
then tears begin to fall down her still-chubby cheeks and bokuto thinks he would give up his own happiness to make sure she would never have a nightmare again. he pulls her into his thick arms, lets her curl up against his broad chest, and takes her back to her bedroom on his tip-toes.
and there’s something terribly comical about a man of six-foot-three cramming himself onto a toddler’s bed that even the toddler herself giggles.
“daddy, you don’t fit!” she whispers.
“of course i do, see?” he says, ignoring the fact that if he were to move even half an inch backwards he would send himself tumbling off of the edge. “now let’s sleep, okay?”
“but what if i have a bad dream again?” she peers up at him and he’s in awe because it’s like your eyes looking at him.
“i’m here now, so you won’t. okay, bub?”
“okay. i love you, daddy. goodnight,” she mutters, snuggling into his chest.
“i love you too, princess. goodnight,” he chuckles. he presses a kiss to her forehead and by then she’s already asleep. and already there’s an ache in bokuto’s back, one which will be undoubtedly worse in the morning, but in that moment he’s too content to care.
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kingdaddydaichi · 1 year
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Hold up! I SAID HOLD THE FUCK UP!
nsfw. mdni.
I submit to the Bokuhoe court: giving Bokuto a back massage...
Him lying down with his shirt off and you’re sitting there, straddling his thicc butt, rubbing a little massage oil on his naked skin, using the pads of your thumbs to knead and dig into the bunged-up muscles in his back and shoulders. And mm-mm-MMM what muscles they are! Bo's groaning and sighing with relief as you work the knots out, but a different part of his body is beginning to stiffen. His glutes keep flexing against your clothed pussy, making you wet for him. Little do you know, his dick is hard as a rock and he's about 10 seconds away from flipping over, yanking his shorts down to mid-thigh, and moving yours to the side so he can line himself up and sink each and every inch of his long, hot cock into you, nice and slow and deep.
Le sigh. 😩
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for @yuujispinkhair 🫠
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joyaphoria · 1 year
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the first time you and bokuto met, you guys were ten. you had just moved to tokyo and your mom got a job at the same place bokuto's mom worked. they became friends almost instantly, and once they realized they had children the same age, a play date was set immediately.
contrary to popular belief, you guys didn't get along well at all. bokuto was a stubborn child; he wanted to be outside playing volleyball with his friends, and the idea of having to stay inside to acquaint himself with a little girl that probably didn't know a thing about the sport seemed catastrophic.
he was right after all — you didn't know (or even care) about bokuto's treasured sport, and you were just as fond of being there as he was. you'd give anything to be at home, burying your face in some mangas, or playing piano.
you fought like cats and dogs the first four years after you guys met, both at school and outside of it, since your houses were close and your families were even closer. unfortunately, keeping a distance was just never an option.
the first time you and bokuto had ever gotten along (if you could even call it that), was when you turned fifteen. bokuto was invited to your party by default, as well as everyone in your homeroom class by your mother's request, nevermind the fact that you got along with hardly any of them.
you had just finished helping yours and bokuto's mom in the kitchen with prepping the food, and made your way back to the living room to check on your guests.
you froze in place once you caught them grouping around your piano, realizing that you forgot to put away your piano books.
you've always been big in the arts, but piano was your thing. you liked to think of yourself of a composer of sorts, writing sheet music and occasionally adding a few lyrics.
you would've thought you might have learned from a similar incident a few years ago, when you caught bokuto reading through your sheet music. though he never said anything — never hinted at any emotion at all — you still ended up a sobbing mess.
this however, was very different. they were snickering and laughing, pointing at the lyrics and your 'odd penmanship', trying to make out the words on the paper. you felt the tears swelling up in your eyes already, your hands trembling as you find yourself glued in place.
before you could even blink, a familiar figure's shoving past you into the room, and you watch as bokuto snatches the sheet music from the boy holding them.
he laughs then, snickering at bokuto before looking over at you. "hey, y/n, did you write all this bull—"
there is a fist colliding with his nose in less than half a second.
all the girls shriek and shove at each other as they back away from the commotion, screaming as bokuto scrambles on top of the boy, maintaining the upper hand from the very beginning.
you watch them fight, bokuto sporting a split lip and bruised fists as his mother runs in and yanks him off of the boy, your mother rushing in behind his to assess the situation.
you're utterly confused, even more so once he turns to find your eyes, and the side of his lip quirks up into a lopsided smirk.
later once everyone leaves and situation was managed and dealt with, you find yourself staring once again, as he takes a cotton ball to his bloody lip, and runs his fists under the tap.
once he turns off the water and looks up to address you, you catch sight of that intoxicating smile yet again, and you don't even need to ask anything. bokuto can read the question right off your face.
"can't have anyone else reading the songs you write about me now, can we?"
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what if i turned this into a short written series, the five years of bokuto and y/n as enemies until this happens and everything changes?
composed
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zmbiesuga · 1 year
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Hiii it’s me again 🫶🏽 so I have this thing where I tell people “ILL KISS YOU” when I beg for something. How would tsukishima, kuroo, kenma, bokuto, and suna be with a bf that does that?
VARIOUS HQ BOYS . . . with a threat to kiss !
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desc: various hq boys with a boyfriend who threatens to kiss them when begging for something
includes: tsukishima, kuroo, kenma, bokuto & suna x m!reader
warnings: kuroo being a loser because i love loser kuroo <3, tsukishima being tsukishima, me changing my drabble layout once again because i can never be satisfied
note: thank you so much for requesting!
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rest assured, tsukishima will only look at you with a quirked eyebrow and a small smirk. "you'll kiss me if i do this for you?" he beckons, it doesn't really matter to him whether you were joking or not (because truthfully he'd probably do it either way.) and it's not like he needs a kiss to do something for his boyfriend in the first place, it's just that he likes the way your face flares up at him calling your bluff so cooly.
if it wasn't you, kuroo probably would've responded just as cooly as tsukishima. however, because it WAS you and you ARE the love of his life that he can feel himself falling deeper for everyday, he goes red in the cheeks. he's kissed you before, but each one makes him feel more giddy than the last (though, he'd never tell you that.) this prompts him to immeadiatley do the thing you asked without a second thought, as the flustered mess he is.
kenma simply tells you that you need to drive a higher bargain depending on what his precious boyfriend is asking. if it's something small, then he sees a kiss as more than enough to complete the deed. however, if it's something larger (or he really just feels like teasing you), he'll make you add something to sweeten the deal. your kisses are amicable, but only for so long.
you don't even have to threaten bokuto with a kiss, he's already doing the thing you asked him! the kiss only adds to his motivation, but he would do it no matter what. the kiss itself is seriously just a small fraction of the bigger picture, that he just enjoys doing things for you! and of course he'll accept the kiss later too, because he also likes to be appreciated.
good luck on even getting suna to listen up until the "I'LL KISS YOU" point. your voice is one of his favorite things, however he does tend to zone out and have bouts of laziness. at the threat, he'll simply look at you and smirk in a similar fashion to tsukishima's and reply: "how about you do it, and i still get a kiss?" in his defense, it probably is something you are fully capable of doing for yourself. despite his nonchalant smart-assiness, he'll still do what you asked, i mean if he gets a smooch out of the deal then it can't be that bad right?
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sugamii · 1 year
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he was wrapped around your finger. and it had taken months for you to understand just how true that statement was. seeing the way his eyes lit up as you leaned in to kiss him, only for the look to drop from his face when you moved to kiss him on the cheek instead. you would be death of him, he was sure.
you'd been best friends for so long that it felt natural to be with him like this. it didn't bother you as much as you thought it might, finally realizing that he had been in love with you that entire time. because, even as he fell for you, all he had ever wanted was to be near you. to see that you were happy, that someone was taking care of you.
it finally clicks as you watch his face after your "rejection." he's pouting down at you now, you can tell that he's not really upset as he's struggling to keep himself from smiling. how could he be upset looking down at your face and seeing the laughter in your eyes? you're making it difficult to stay annoyed - even if it was fake.
"you're always so mean to me. three years of waiting and this is how i'm treated?" he's still frowning, but it's far too droopy to be real. he never had been subtle with his facial expressions, it was one of the many things you loved about him.
you pat his cheek with your free hand, the other one still being held by him. "but don't you just love it?" is your reply, trying to keep the smile out of your voice while looking into his not-so-sad eyes. the best part of all of this is watching him cave and give up on his act.
"i do," he says with a smile so wide anyone else might've thought he was still faking. he looks like a lovesick puppy and, in that moment, you realize that maybe it felt natural because you had loved him from the start. he wasn't alone in that, you were wrapped around his finger and you were sure he'd be the death of you too. "i really, really do."
characters: issei matsukawa, satori tendo!!!!, kotaro bokuto, tetsuro kuroo, ryuunosuke tanaka, atsumu miya,,,
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bokutizer · 7 months
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more of dada's so pwetty pweaseeee 🥺
dada’s pwetty! pt.2 
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Includes : Kuroo, Bokuto Summary : Just a few daughters being enchanted by their dadas' looks Tags : fem!reader, fluff, domestic bliss A/n : I don't like the way Bokuto's turned out but... anyways. pt. 1
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Whether it is a conversation between you and KUROO, the talking pigs on the TV or any other source that can show your two year old daughter the vast ocean of vocabulary: she loves parroting words that catch her attention. A habit that she has only recently picked up and that makes her jump and dance around your house, repeating the newly learned word like a broken record tape.  Today's word is sponsored by the elderly lady next door who told the two year old that her polka dotted dress was very "pretty", when you two came back from a walk to the nearby park a few hours ago. Since then, you don't think there is a single thing in the household that she has not baptized as "pwetty!". Actually, there is something. Or rather someone. Someone who has been rotting in his home office all day long, writing and answering emails, and attending one video conference after the other because of an important upcoming sports event.
The creaking door of his office catches Kuroo's attention and he immediately feels a little wave of serotonin flow through him at the sight of his little girl. Her dark pigtails swing back and forth as she skips over to him with a bright smile on her face. "Hey there, sweetheart." Kuroo coos after having silenced his microphone, pulling her up on his lap. "Daddy's almost finished, and then we can have dinner togeth-" "Dada's pwetty!" her cheerful and loud voice interrupts him. Her dada is clearly taken aback, but lets out a breathy chuckle once he lets her words sink in. "Is he now?" he playfully taps her nose with his forefinger before readjusting her on his lap to press a wet smooch against her cheek. "Well, I think you are way, way, wayyy prettier than your dada." Both of them keep giggling and fooling around until they hear someone clear their throat.  "I think we should end this call here. I'll email you further details." Kuroo hears one of his colleagues speak, and when he dares to look over to his screen, he notices how somehow all of them are... smiling? Some of them even wave which your daughter happily reciprocates. And upon further inspection, Kuroo notices a little detail that makes him smile bashfully before ending the call.  He could swear he turned the microphone off?
Your daughter is a ray of sunshine, obviously taking after BOKUTO. She's a curious child, loves exploring the world especially when she knows that her parents are right behind her, supporting her through every teeny tiny step of hers. Now, when it comes to her looks she's a carbon copy of you, but her personality? The way she interacts with others, how she perceives people's feelings, how she handles her own emotions (she doesn't know how to handle them)- Yep, she's definitely Koutarou's offspring.
It's a quiet Sunday evening, with you enjoying a warm bath and your husband and daughter sitting on the floor and playing in her room. Various glittery hair clips and pink bows adorn the volleyball player’s peppered hair, and while he’s sure that he must look awfully ridiculous right now, the excited and self-sufficient grin that his daughter is offering him right now is definitely more than worth it. “And- it’s done!” she beams, finishing the look with a final butterfly-shaped clip to get her dad’s bangs out of his face. “Daddy, you look like a mermaid!” Bokuto gasps, his excited expression mirroring that of his daughter when he catches a glimpse of himself in the reflection of the window. “You’re so pretty!”  “No.” he smiles brightly, his chest feeling so full of love for this little bundle of joy. “You’re pretty.”
A giggle sounds through the room when he leans over to tickle her before hoisting her up in his arms. “No, you’re pretty.” your daughter counters, her voice a tad more serious than before.  “No, you.” Her nose scrunches irritatedly when her dad boops it, not minding how seriously she’s taking their discussion. “No, you!” And after countless back and forth, Bokuto’s eyes widen when she starts sniffling and her lower lip trembling.  “Okay, okay, daddy’s pretty! I’m pretty, yeah?” he embraces her tighter while panically looking around the room as if seeking your help, knowing very well that you’re probably still in the bathroom. “No crying, pumpkin, ‘kay?”  And while cradling her against him, lightly swaying from side to side, and watching his little girl’s drooping eyes, it’s obvious, and he has to admit also a little funny, that her distress was clearly caused by exhaustion. Though, he still believes that she’s the pretty one out of the both of them, even with her puffy eyes and snot running out of her nose, staining his shirt. 
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rinsaint · 2 years
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hi! (idk if ur accepting requests rn-sorry 🥲) i would like to request part 3 of the pervy haikyuu boys with bokuto, tendou, oikawa, & mattsun! (IDK HOW MANY U DO SORRY ;-; ) (also i really like ur writing style, its really good<3)
ft. bokuto, mattsun, oikawa !! part 1 part 2
cw. Oblivious reader, dirty thoughts, nonconsensual, anal, peeking under readers skirt, jerking off to readers photos, stealing readers panties, breeding, blowjob, coming in mouth, teasing !!
BOKUTO: Bokuto is known to be innocent and naive. And you bet he uses that to advantage. Slinging his arm around your shoulder and ‘accidentally’ brushing his finger tips against your tits. He gives you a smile and apologizes but really, he isn’t sorry. He would give anything to feel your tits in his hands. To play and suck on them. To pinch your harden buds and to hear your moans slipping past your lips. If your back is feeling tense, expect him to come to your aid! He would massage your back and occasionally would travel his hands down to your ass. Brushing his hands slightly against it. He loves to go out with you on windy days, mostly because when you wear that cute little short skirt of yours, he gets a glimpse of your pussy lips through your panties when the wind makes your skirt lift up. And you don’t question him walking behind you all the time because last time you did, he responded saying that he just wants to make sure you’re safe. But the only reason why is to look at your ass as you walk. Which leaves him imagining his cock slipping in and out of your ass, watching as you grip onto his bed sheets begging him for more.
MATTSUN: I have this huge feeling that he definitely jerks off to your photos. Like he seriously cannot get off without thinking about you or looking at pictures of you. this slick mf steals a bunch of your panties. And when i say a lot, a lot. You have to buy a new pair every week because it goes missing. He likes to put his cock against your panties when he jerks off. He likes to cum in them and he can’t help but think about filling you up, and when he’s done, make you put back on your panties and watch as you walk outside, his cum dripping onto your panties, down your legs. Everytime you suck on a lollipop he can’t help but imagine you sucking on his cock. Your spit dribbling down your mouth, as you engulf his thick and very long cock in your mouth. Gagging when his cock hits the back of your throat repeatedly. He definitely stares at your tits a lot. And he makes it so obvious too like he does not care if you catch him. Likes to take pictures of you. Again if you are wearing a skirt, and you two are out having dinner or lunch, he would take out his phone and snap a few pictures under the table of you. If you ask him to take pictures of you so you can post them, he definitely takes a few and zooms in and takes some pics of your tits and sends them to himself.
OIKAWA: This man is so freaking freaky. Doesn’t try to hide it either. He teases you a lot. Steals a bunch of your stuff. The first ever thing he stole from you was your chapstick. He would put it on at home and would moan because he’s basically indirectly kissing you. That is the very reason why he likes to share drinks with you. Sharing straws, spoons, ect. He would give anything to feel your soft lips against his. He likes being close to you a lot. Having his arm around your neck to feel against your breasts, having his arm against your waist to slightly brush the tip of his fingers against your private. He gets hard around you a lot. I mean, how could he not? The way you drink that bottle of water and the droplets drip down to your chin which leads to it being on your chest. It has him wishing it would be his cum dripping down your chin. Definitely jerks off to you. He can’t help it. You just look so fucking sexy he can’t help himself. When you go to the beach, god he gets painfully hard. The sight of you in your cute bikini or bathing suit has him clenching his jaw and his dick jumping through his trunks. He can’t help but put the towel over him and play with himself as he gives you a small wave as you continue to play in the water. And god, he feels like he can just come on the spot when you run to him telling him you’re gonna go to the bathroom. Your tits bouncing up and down. And he can see your harden nipples through it and it has him swallowing his spit.
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sn00pism · 1 year
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Am I pretty?
Feeling down? don't worry, your dear Kou and Kei will take care of you. Characters: Bokuto Koutaro x chubby reader x Akaashi Keiji.
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You think I'm ugly (Don't you?) And I know you hate my body
You sighed as you looked at your friend Keiji, he seemed content in the volleyball court, setting for the loud Bokuto.
The duo were inseparable, after all they had been friends since little.
As a group of girls passed by, you heard them giggle, looking into the direction of your two friends, hearing them whisper and chuckle.
You frowned at your half eaten food, thoughts going to grim and obscure places about your appearance and most importantly about how your two best friends looked at you.
They would never see you as a woman, after all you're not slim and dainty and fragile, you have a bigger frame, thick thigs and cellulite, as well as some chub on your arms and stomach.
You set down your container with a sigh and looked at the manga editor and professional athlete in front of you, tossing the ball between each other.
Your sigh captured their attention, the ball falling to the ground until Bokuto picked it up, both of them joining you in the small picnic mat you had set up for the three of you.
"What's wrong, pretty?" Bokuto was the first one to ask, his yellow eyes slightly hidden by the black cap on his head.
"You can tell us anything, lovely… what's bothering you?" Akaashi asks while looking at you and pulling a strand of hair from your face.
Your frown deepens as you think you're bothering your friends with some useless thoughts, so you plaster a slight smile on your face.
"nothing much! College has me stressed that's all!" you lie through your teeth and while the answer satisfies Bokuto, it doesn't satisfy Akaashi, who just sighs.
"you're lying.. You have a smile on but it looks empty… besides, you haven't even finished your food.. Weren't you very hungry before? You always eat a lot and now you've barely eaten"
You pull a face at his words, of course he'd think you always eat, you're nothing but a fat friend. That's what you do.
"are you saying that I'm not okay because I didn't finish my food? Is that all you guys think I am? Just the fat friend who's always associated with food, right? Because I have this body I can't be anything more than just the fat friend"
You explode slightly, voice hard and eyes teary.
"pretty? That's not what Akaashi meant…"
"of course not! But it still stings to hear that you guys don't like my body! No one, not even you guys will ever see me as a woman and it hurts!" you sigh into your hands, crying softly.
You feel Bokuto's calloused hands pull away your hands from your face and feel Akaashi wipe your tears away.
"Sweetie, you can always change your ways… and we'll be there to help you out.. " Akaashi murmurs, watching you sniffle and nod
"I'm shit at cooking though, Kei.."
"we'll cook for you, love…"
Bokuto grabs one of your hands and Akaashi the other one, each of them raising them to kiss your knuckles, a smile affectionate smile on their face.
"who told you we don't like your body?" Akaashi murmurs against your skin.
"We've always liked your beautiful thighs… and your soft arms, and your cute tummy… we love you very much but we also get it if you want to change…" Bokuto smiles softly at you, then nuzzling his face into your neck.
"you're the most beautiful woman we have ever seen, lovely"
Tell me love oh "Am I pretty?"
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atsumwah · 1 year
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lucky encounters
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featuring : bokuto koutarou
includes : fluff ! this started off as a vent bcs i had no one to tell tbh so if the part w the manager seemes a bit personal, it was. anwuas stan bokuto foreva and allways <33
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working in a convenience store isn't the best job to have. your manager nags you a lot for the pettiest things ever, you always always get the day shift so opening up at the crack of dawn all alone is exhausting oh and favouritism is a thing among you and your coworkers seeing as how differently your manager treats them and you (you're pretty sure she's just jealous you naturally attract people anyway.)
but you still get paid at the end of the day and job hunting is a pain in the ass so you're stuck with this for a while.
okay, it wasn't so bad. most of the time when the manager leaves for the day, you get to relax and blast out songs in the middle of the store. you get to have small talks with the vendors that come and go everyday so that cures your boredom.
the sound of the bell ringing caught your attention and immediately went into your customer service mode, yelling out a chirpy "welcome!" with your ever so easy fake smile. you never really expect a reply so when the customer yells a very energetic "good morning!", you couldn't help but look up. 
and boy did you not regret it.
this guy, man honestly, is just— well you had eyes and there's no sugarcoating it.  he's hot. like, extremely ridiculously hot. you can't help but let your eyes trail his well built physique and to his multi coloured hair that you're sure no one can pull off except for him. white with black streaks? if it were anyone else you're pretty sure they'd look like an old man— but he looked far from it.
you had to stop checking him out when he finally made his way towards the counter.
"hi," you croaked, cursing for it slightly, "is this all?"
"yep!" he says with a cheery smile, almost too cherry for a dull sunday morning.
good god even his smile is contagious. 
you ring him up as you usually would for any customer and if your cheeks were red then you could blame the humid weather. "thanks, have a nice day."
"you too!" he says, giving you a small wave before exiting the store. 
suddenly, you don't hate morning shifts.
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your days definitely gets better when he comes in.
you don't know his name (and you don't want to come off as a creep to find out) but he's becoming a regular at the store since last week. he has white blackish hair and always wears a fitted t-shirt that hung in all the right places and a pair of shorts. you assume he jogs in the morning judging how he always comes in a bit sweaty and always always buys at least two bottles of water. 
not that you keep track of what he buys or anything. it's just, he's nice eye candy to have around, alright?
and he's so friendly. over the time he's come in, he's always the kind of customer that initiates small talk. most of the time you hate it seeing as you like to keep to yourself but his aura is so inviting you can't help but talk to him when you get the chance too.
but it's not like you like him or anything. not like you haven't a crush on a customer that treats you like any guy who was raised right should. 
but then again was it so bad if you did? 
ugh. yes. yes it was.
this guy could have a girlfriend for all you know and you're here ogling him like a snack. (which he is— no— stop looking at him!)
"morning!" 
his voice caught your attention and you realized he had just come through the entrance, precisely at 8:30 am like usual. 
"good morning." you gave a smile, a real genuine one than your default customer service smile. 
you kept yourself busy by arranging the pens in the holder even though it'll just spiral into a circle in the end. 
you saw him grab what he needed and walk towards the counter, mimicking his movements from behind it so you'd both get there at the same time.
"ooo what's this?" he said, pointing to the display of chocolates right on the counter.
"ah, it's a buy 1 get one free deal. since, you know, it's valentine's day and all that."
"oh, that's right." you saw his eyes widen slightly. 
is this your chance to finally know if he's going to buy something for he's maybe significant other?
"there's also a lot of selections behind you, special price just for today," you continued, pointing at the rack behind him. he followed your gesture and began looking through it. 
so he did have someone. right? why else would he get chocolates if it weren't for someone he liked?
"which one would you get?" 
"well a lot of people have been buying the one with nuts or fruits so—" you started but 
"do you like it too?"
"me? not really. I'd rather get the plain ones for myself." you answered. 
"plain, huh?"
"yeah, a boring choice but i like it simple." you defended.
"nah, i don't think that's boring at all." he says, almost enthusiastically. he grabs two plain chocolate bars and sets it up on the counter.
you ring him up as usual, and as he grabs the bag you packed his stuff in— he takes out one of the chocolate bars and hands it to you.
"happy valentines day." he says with a beaming smile, before waving you goodbye and exiting the store.
what.
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you don't see him after that. 
he doesn't come in when he usually does and your morning shifts honestly got a little boring. 
it doesn't seem as lively as it was and you curse yourself that every time the front entrance rings out, you're kind of hoping it was him.
and besides you didn't get to thank him for the chocolate properly! granted you did splutter out a thank you after composing yourself from blushing too much a little, but by then he was already out the door and out of earshot.
sighing, you chose to distract yourself from feeling too bummed mr hottie didn't visit yet again today and drag the box filled with— snacks ? candies? honestly you didn't give a damn— and settled yourself in front of one of the empty shelves.
you sat cross legged on the floor and tried your best to restock the shelves before you. and maybe tried to reorganise things that didn't even need to be organised, it was a long shift, sue you for wanting something to do. your manager was at the front so you didn't have to worry about paying attention to the cashier so much.
you were in the middle of organising, moving things to your entertainment when you felt a pair of eyes looking at you from the left. you turned your head and— oh. it was him.
he was peeking, rather cutely, from the aisle and looking at you as if he wanted to say something. 
"hi," he settled for instead.
"hi there, " you say, a little dumbstruck. "um, are you looking for something?" 
"no, not really. I just, I didn't see you up there." he says in an as a matter of fact kind of tone. 
damn it, why did he have to say it like that?
"oh." because that's all that was going through your brain now. cmon, say something else! 
"chocolate! thank you…for the chocolate the other day. I didn't get to tell you that." 
" 's'not a problem!" he says in his cheery nature. "I actually never had those so really I should thank you for letting me give it a try too!"
so it wasn't for someone else then?
but then again maybe he's just being nice. yeah, nice. he's just a really nice guy.
"of course. you didn't have to. i mean i could just get those for myself anyways. "
"i know but iwanted to. i hoped you didn't mind.” he said, then raised his eyebrows at you. “i hoped no one else minded too?"
you're lucky your brain caught onto his double meaning. 
“oh no, i didn't mind it at all. I think it was sweet.”
the smile he gave you was so bright you're sure it could cure anything. 
“great! I mean, uh, that's great.”
before you could continue—  someone clearing their throat broke your little trance and you could almost see the disapproving glare your manager was throwing at you. 
"ah,i have to get back to work."
"no worries. I'll catch you later?"
"sure thing." you said automatically, feeling the excitement of seeing him again rise inside of you.
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the weather was hot when you exited the store and normally you'd retreat back inside the air conditioned space, but that didn't affect you today when you saw him again at the end of your shift. you heard him call out for you so now he was running and you slowed down for him on purpose.
"if i didn't know any better, I'd say you were stalking me." you teased.
he immediately panicked. "I'm not, I swear! I was picking up my mail when I saw you so I wanted to catch up with you." he said sheepishly, walking in step with you now. "I just moved to that apartment and well, you're in my morning jog route now."
ah, that explains it.
"I'm glad I caught you actually. I wanted to see you before I go." 
"oh, you're going somewhere?" 
"oh, uh, it's game season now so i have a few joint practices away from home." 
"oh, you're an athlete?" that makes a lot of sense. if he wasn't you'd just assume he was another gym guy because good god look at his body.
focus.
"yep! i play volleyball for the jackals." 
"wait, you mean MSBY Jackals? that jackals?"
"yeah, that's the one!" he says proudly.
now that you think about it, you've heard about his team once or twice on the TV playing in the background of your workplace. can't believe one of them actually lives so near you.
"i have some time left before i have to go and i was wondering if you're free after this," he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, "would you maybe want to grab a cup of coffee with me?"
he might be a big shot in the sports world but standing beside you now, he looks nothing more than a guy in high-school asking the girl he likes out. you can't help the teasing smile that makes it's way to your face. "i will if you actually tell me your name."
"I never told you?" he says, mostly to himself than to you. "my name's bokuto koutarou!
"so can i call you kotarou?"
"you can call me anytime, honestly— I mean— ANYTHING—um—i'm good with anything." 
you couldn't help but giggle. he's so cute. 
"It's a date then."
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adoringhaikyuu · 2 years
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bokuto x afab!reader • nsfw (masturbation + cunnilingus + hint of sub!bokuto)
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thinking about making bokuto sit on a chair in front of the bed while you make yourself cum over and over with your vibrator. you’re making lewd faces and noises and you’re just so hot he’s about to come untouched in his pants.
he’s whining and groaning and moaning just watching you. he’s dying to get his hands on you and he’s not afraid to say it out loud, but it’s only fueling your teasing, getting to your head, making you hornier.
“god baby please let me fucking touch you, you look so good right now, you’re killing me baby please.”
you smile to yourself and bite your lip, your eyes practically crossing as you cum again, your legs pressing together as they tremble, feeling as though there’s a fire spreading through you.
when you come to and open your eyes again, body still twitching, you don’t even acknowledge his words.
“this toy always makes me feel so good.” he’s literally about to cry out of desperation, but what you say next completely breaks his resolve and has his mood doing a 180. “makes me cum way faster than you ever could.”
and he’s immediately pouncing on you, growling as he throws your toy aside and literally devours you, not even giving you a second to catch your breath.
he’s shoving his face in your pussy, licking, slurping, moaning, everything. just focusing on you, groaning at the taste of you that’s he’s been dying for for who knows how long now. his hands are holding your thighs apart as far as they go so he has uninterrupted access to you. and his enthusiasm is enough tip you close to the edge, your nerves are all on overdrive from the toy, from him.
before you know it, you’re cumming all over his face even faster than it took you with the toy and he’s lapping it all up like a dog, really a complete feral beast between your legs.
but if you think he’s done there, you’ve got another thing coming. he’s not stopping until you can’t even think.
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writtenbynightlock · 2 years
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— ft. bokuto koutaro
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genre: fluff
warnings: slightly suggestive (baby fever)
wc: 865 | m.list | bokuto pregnancy drabble (part 2)
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[18:46] "babe, i've something to tell you!" an excited bokuto walks into your shared apartment, trying to remove his shoes as quickly as he could. the smell of your cooking greeted him, indicating you were in the kitchen, the smell of home.
"what? i'm in the kitchen!" you shouted, smiling. it was rather obvious when your professional athlete fiancée would arrive home from his practices or when he's out with friends. he makes quite a noisy entrance that makes things interesting as he would always bring home some exciting news. although, whenever bokuto gets drunk, he's still noisy but more whiny than you'd imagine, also heavy.
bokuto's smile widens as he sees you by the kitchen island, chopping up some vegetables for the salad.
"hi kou~" you say with a giggle as bokuto immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind and placed loving kisses on your cheeks.
"guess what happened to me at practice today" bokuto says with a hum as he rested his chin on your shoulder.
"the coach praised you for you cross shots?"
"nope!" he says with a popping 'p'
you stopped chopping and cupped your chin with your fingers, thinking carefully, looking up as if the ceiling had the answer. bokuto had a lot of stories to tell when it comes to their practices. you know he loves being praised --- compliments such as his spikes and attacks is something he would totally share with you.
"you learned a new attack today?"
"woah! there are new attacks in volleyball?!" bokuto asks in pure amazement with your guess, making his eyes turn to stars.
"i don't know, baby. maybe you'll create a new one that would blow the world away" you say with a chuckle, placing a hand on his cheek, guiding to your lips for you to kiss the side near you before you continue with your cooking, heading to the stove.
bokuto laughed out loud and ran a hand through his hair, posing cockily.
"i would call it 'bokuto the great cannon' " you playfully roll your eyes at your fiancée's silliness.
"but seriously, what happened today?"
"okay okay i'll tell you" bokuto says as he heads to the living room to place his bag.
"remember Hibarida-san? he wants me, hinata, tsum-tsum, and omi to teach kids in middle school at a special volleyball summer training camp as guests!"
this perked up your interest, "how adorable! i didn't expect that one. is sakusa-san okay with the idea?"
"omi's ecstatic! he has a different way of expressing it though because he was so quiet and speechless"
the thought of your fiancée's well-known co-player being ecstatic about the idea made you laugh, knowing his nature. bokuto can be quite clueless sometimes.
"when will it be?"
"i think it'll be this-" bokuto stops mid sentence as he saw something from the couch, making him full of curiosity. he wraps his fingers around the soft plushie, examining it as he nears it to his face. curious little thing. it somehow looked quite familiar. with its spiky brows the same color as his hair.
"babe? since when do you buy plushies?"
"huh?" confused, you turned around to see bokuto facing you, holding up the owl plushie right next to his face.
your furrowed eyebrows relaxed and you let out a laugh, walking towards him.
"it's cute, right? i bought it from your fan-site! your fans are getting quite creative" you say taking it from his hand and gave it hug.
"fan site?"
"yes bo. it's you in owl form!" you say with a smile, making bokuto open his mouth like the letter o.
"ooohh! but why an owl?"
you lifted a finger, pointing each part of his head.
"your eyes are round and golden in color. you have spikey white-grey hair with black streaks. and your name 'bokuto' literally means horned owl! how cute" you say, pushing the owl plushie towards him.
"woah!" bokuto says excitedly, taking the plushie from you.
"it arrived today. i forgot to tell you" you say before turning around and heading to the kitchen but a strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you back, landing on bokuto's chest.
"my fans are the greatest! we should buy more of these when we have little bokutos running around the house!"
a blush made its way on your neck and cheeks, your face totally red as tomato.
"k-koutaro!" you say in embarrassment, turning around to face him, slapping his muscular chest.
"what? you don't want little bokutos?" his face morphed to a sad one, pouting.
"o-of course i do! you just said it out of the blue."
bokuto recovered from his mood swing and suddenly carried you bridal style, making you wrap your arms around his neck, his face close to yours. he leaned in and gave you a sweet kiss on the lips, and leans in to your ear, his voice deep and husky.
"great, then let's go make one right now. you look so sexy in your apron”
the way he said it sent shivers down your spine. before you know it, bokuto was already carrying you to the bedroom.
"koutaro! put me down! the stove's still on!"
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