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prettykitty3061 · 1 year

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himbo! bokuto headcanons

cw : ooc bokuto, very dumbified bokuto ( i recognize he is actually not this dumb), little pervy bokuto ( he keeps staring at your skirt and dress), tell me if i missed anything

(a/n): i haven't been able to write anything bc i couldn't think of anything or didn't have my computer.

himbo!bokuto is so adorable and hot that it's not even funny.

bokuto genuinely can't get enough of you, he's always thinking of you, what you'll say when you see him, what you'll think of his new piercing, what you'll wear to his upcoming game, and so much more

bokuto's mind is constantly full of you. he tries his best to pay attention in his English class, but he can't take his eyes off the way your leg swings under your desk, how your skirt is just a little too short and tight for you, and the way you look over at him when the teacher yells at him to pay attention. he doesn't even pay the teacher a glance as he looks back over at you with that adorable gaze.

bokuto loves to give you cute little trinkets, especially rocks, and crystals. he just can't help himself whenever he sees them and immediately has to find the shiniest, clearest, and prettiest one, so it resembles you. his favorite part about getting you the pretty little rocks is the way your face lights up, already knowing that he brought you something by the way he hid it so obviously behind his back, but that didn't matter. he's too cute for you to try and tell him that it was obvious because his reaction is always as excited as yours whenever he buys you things.

bokuto practically trips when he goes to pick you up for a date and he sees you in a tiny little dress that perfectly tugs at your waist, going over all the curves around your body, the way it gives him just the amount of space for him to see your collarbone, and the beautiful color. never did anyone think that bokuto could get any more clueless or in love with you, but they were all proved wrong. seeing the dress around your shape made bokuto lose a few more brain cells. he genuinely can't even spout out a word, only spluttering on the few words he always said "hey hey hey, I'm bokuto"

he's so lost that he doesn't even know that he said anything, finally pulled out of his trance by you laughing and wrapping your arms around his bicep, which was not so subtly bulging out of the shirt that was way out of his size, it was probably akaashi's seeing as all his clothes were at your house.

bokuto is so fucking hot and he's so dumb about it. he doesn't have that many self-esteem issues since you came around, but he genuinely has no idea how attractive he is. he'll be so confused once you start clinging up to him because you just can't stand the way he wears just grey sweatpants around yours or his own house/room. he's clueless about why you keep kissing up his toned chest, thinking that maybe you might be thirsty (idk I'm so tired at this point) and grabs you a small water. when you pout, he can't take it anymore and begs you to tell him what's wrong.

you tell him to wear a shirt, but he always forgets an hour later.

(a/n): halfway through i keyboard smashed bc i was stuck in what to write and accidentally closed tumblr and istg I almost cried.

i have no idea what was happening towards the end, I wanted to write ab toji and idk I'm like overheating in my room

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iiomanii · 1 year

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𝖛𝖎𝖘𝖚𝖆𝖑,* w/ bokuto

SMUT ~ 16+, choking, hair pulling, teasing, groping, face grabbing, use of the name sir, penetration, dirty talk, degradation but really sweet. perverted reader, oral f! receiving, fingering, overstimulation, begging, names like princess and baby, reader gets dick drunk, missionary, doggy style, this is really some twitter shit.

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As you stare at the man manspreading in the chair next to yours, you start thinking about the relentless things you want him to do to you. Wishing that every naughty thought, every wet dream, and every single fantasy you had about him came true.

You´re so perverted thinking about your best friend pounding into you while he´s sitting right there next to you watching tv not knowing that you think about this. Your breath starts to get a little heavy as you continue to have these sinful thoughts about him, your childhood best friend, they're so dirty as you continue to think about this the thoughts start to feel real you´re soaked thinking about the possibilities that maybe, possibly you can actually do him this one time. You´re visualizing your best friend of 10 years fucking you dumb, and your soaked thinking about it, you´re sick.

Another sinful thought after the other, what he looks like shirtless, sweating over you, his gray hair sticking to his forehead, his toned hips pounding into your cunt relentlessly.

¨Hey, snap out of it y/n¨ Bo says waving his hand in front of your face. ¨You okay?¨ he asks genuinely concerned ¨Yea, I'm fine just thinking¨ you say fiddling with your fingers ¨You only do that when your nervous what ´ya thinking about¨ he says leaning over to you. ¨You¨ you sigh. He looks at you confused ¨Me?¨ you nod feeling the tears swell in your eyes. ¨Don´t cry¨ he says smiling, you put your head down regretting your choice but you feel his hand under your chin ¨Look at me¨ he says ¨I knew you had a crush on me, trust me it was very noticeable¨ he looks at you ¨But- Bo you don't see me that way¨ he interrupts you ¨Who said I didn´t¨. You look at him his golden eye dragging you in.

Next thing you know your lips are planted together as he´s grasping at the thin tank top you decided to wear today ¨Take it off¨ he says pulling away from the heated kiss ¨But-¨ you stutter ¨Take. It. Off¨ he cuts you off with his stern reply ¨Yes, SIr¨ you reply following his task ¨Such a slut¨ he says as his eye become drunk with lust.

He kisses you again before dragging his lips down to your neck sucking and kissing on the spot that makes you weak ¨mmhm¨ he says reacting to your mewls as he continues leaving marks on your neck. He looks at you as he maneuvers his hand on the biker shorts you had on as he breaks the bands his fingers hovering over the place you want him to touch the most ¨please¨ you mutter looking at his lust-filled eyes ¨Beg¨ he says flat out ¨Won´t do it ´less you beg okay princess?¨ you do ¨Please-¨ you mewl out as he teases you, his fingers laying lightly up and down above your panties ¨Please what?¨ ¨Please sir¨ you say not thinking just knowing that you want him.

He slides down the semi-restrictive shorts you had on with his free hand, you're exposed only in your panties and nothing else while he has everything on, you decided to grasp at his shirt and he obliges taking the white t-shirt that he had on off. Ḧe puts his hand back but this side inside of the mere thing covering you. He puts his fingers directly onto your pussy exploring your wet place. ¨What were you thinking about to get you this wet huh¨ he says rubbing your clit and watching your reaction, ¨ This¨ you say as he plunges his fingers into your cunt making you tightly grip the couch arm. He continues to fuck your cunny with his fingers ¨Dumb slut, I´m just giving you my fingers and you´re already about to cum¨ he says going faster with his fingers as he lowers himself to where his face is leveled with your pussy. You look at him as he removes his fingers and puts his mouth onto you licking and sucking, ¨Just grind on my mouth¨ he muffles and you listen grinding against his mouth as he licks in circles. ¨Please gonn´ cum¨ you say gripping onto his gray locs ¨mmhm¨ he says smiling ¨Go ahead¨ he says as you release what was being built up for so long. “I want to put my dick in you” he says pulling away from your spot his mouth wet with your slick. “Please, sir” as you interrupted my him pulling your legs “I’ll be careful” he says pressing your thighs against your stomach as he slowly pulls off his pants his dick popping out of his covering it; it’s pretty light pink tip with viens adorning the sides, it’s also girthy and slight curves to the left.

He gently rubs his tip over the your clit making eye contact “you’re so pretty baby” as he gently start to put it in stroking slowly into you “Look at me” he says wrapping his hands over the bottom of yout thigh to keep his stability, You’re a wreck, moaning gripping at his forearm making eye contact with him looking into his eyes as you finally got what you wanted “f-faster” you say as he starts to pick up the pace lewd noises coming from his balls slapping against you ass “fuck” he mutters as he picks up the place going faster, the noises getting louder as he starts to hit your g-spot “right there please dont stop” as you feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head, thoughts leaving your head, nothing but the pleasure of him fucking you as you start to grip at his hips. He stops and pulls out and flips you around as you arch your back you feel a tight grip at your hair as he yanks it and makes you look at him as he continues. He smacks your ass continuing to pound into your spot as you feel a ball of pleasure start to form in your stomach “You’re about to cum, can feel you clenching” he speaks through his grunts and the lewd noises you two are producing.

“Uh-huh” he says acknowledging the noises your making for him, “I’m cumming” as you feel yourself release all over him “Oh my god” you say as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm “You made a mess” he says “I’m about to cum princess” He says “Cum ‘n me” you say and he obliges burying his dick balls deep into your cunt as you feel the hotness release into your cunt. He pulls out and fix his pants, leaving his shirt off as he helps you fix yourself, kissing you again “You did so good” he says turning the lights off and cuddling next to you.

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hajim3 · 1 year

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You want requests? Hmmmm who (out of all characters you right for) likes a plump soft reader? Who looks at thicc ppl and just can't help themselves? And what's their first fantasy about chubby reader?

If you don't do chubby reader requests then plz ignore me. Thank you for your time ✌️🤗

𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚌 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎?

꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒦꒷‧˚꒦꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷

cw: gn!reader, mentions of titties but it can be ignored if it doesn’t apply, suggestive (I think??) I’m not good at warnings so lmk if I missed anything

a/n: HI GUYS!!! I’VE MISSED YOU!!! It’s been over a year! I know this is very short but this took me two days to write cuz I had to get my brain turning again. 😭 Also I had to stop myself from writing cuz I still had a bit more to say but imma save it for another time. I feel pretty good about this one so I hope you guys enjoy it as well.

word count: 478

꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒦꒷‧˚꒦꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷

⇾ Tbh I have a whole arsenal of characters that I think would die for a cute chubby person

⇾ But if i absolutely had to pick one person, I say Bokuto (oh and Osamu but imma save that for another time) and i will die on the hill that he would go through hell and back to just get a sprinkle of attention from a chubby person and if you disagree then you’re wrong 🤷🏽‍♀️

⇾ And if I’m not mistaken this is canon right???

⇾ My mans is going feral for some big thighs and titties bro

⇾ Bruh cant keep his hands off you man

⇾ Always expect your thighs to be squeezed, checks to be pinched, ass to be slapped, and tits to be caressed at any given moment

⇾ Cuddles are so nice with him especially in the winter

⇾ Cuddles can either be calm and relaxing or chaotic and loud (no in between)

⇾ But honestly he’s such an affectionate person in the first place so his favorite thing to do with you is cuddle because you’re both so warm and it just feels heavenly (I was always the person that someone would hug/touch to warm up because I’m naturally very warm so this resonates deep with me 😭)

⇾ He’s so proud to show you off in public

⇾ He’s the boyfriend that’ll let you wear whatever you want in public cuz he’s secure in the fact that you’re his and he’s yours so there’s no reason for him not to 🤷🏽‍♀️

⇾ In fact, he would jump at any opportunity to take pictures of you because he’s just so obsessed with your beauty he just can’t help it

⇾ Bro turns into a professional photographer when it comes to you

⇾ Like he’s getting all the angles and lighting to make sure it’s perfect

⇾ If someone was to open his social media they would think it’s ran by you from the amount of pictures and videos of you he has on there

⇾ He’ll post a pic of you and it’ll have some corny ass caption like “just in case you forgot what they look like 🤭🥰” even all his other recent posts (within the last couple days) were of you

⇾ He will spam your comments with emojis and stupid pick up lines whenever you post on you own page

⇾ His one and only wish is to be between your thighs at all times

⇾ Like if he could die between your thighs, oh trust me he most certainly will, with a smile on his face too

⇾ Oh yea he has a very bad habit of slapping your ass, so hard if hurts

⇾ But being the sweet boy he is, he immediately apologizes and rubs it

⇾ If I keep going any longer this is gonna be super fucking long so imma cut it here and maybe make a Pt2 and answer that last part in it💀

FIN

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Like, replies,reblogs, and feedback are greatly appreciated 😁💖

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writtenbynightlock · 2 years

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— ft. bokuto koutaro

genre: fluff

warnings: slightly suggestive (baby fever)

wc: 865 | m.list | bokuto pregnancy drabble (part 2)

[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!"

comments and reblogs are much appreciated <33

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hotvinimon · 6 months

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Prank

Bokuto Kotaro x Reader

A/n : "You are annoying prank" Images are not mine. Credits to the owner. Likes, Comments and re-blogs are appreciated. Please don't steal my work. Enjoy ;) Warnings - English is my second language, tears, kisses

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Before saying yes to a commited relation, you always wondered what love looks like or feels like. Is it all pink like in movies ? Or totally unexpected like in dramas.

You couldn't stop chuckling to yourself as you whipped up some grub for your beloved boyfriend of 3 years, the bathroom rockstar.

Imagine this: a sunny summer day, Bokuto belting out tunes like he's on a world tour in the bathroom. While you made your Inari Sushi masterpiece, you stuck a cute flag in the tofu, thinking he'd devour it like a hungry legend.

Your kitchen shenanigans turned breakfast into a daily concert, and you were here for it, front-row seats and all!

Chilling on a kitchen stool, you snuggled up, scrolling through your phone and killing time. As you swiped away, you got hooked by a hilarious prank video of a couple.

Just then, the bathroom door clicked open, and Bokuto emerged, attempting an elegant pirouette, until he saw your unimpressed look from your kitchen perch.

He pulled off an epic gasp, covering his mouth with flair like a melodramatic actor and shouted, "Oh, behold the grand entrance! My precious! My drop-dead gorgeous darling baby!" With giant strides, like he's auditioning for a comedy troupe, he sauntered over on the wood floor, leaving just enough room for an over-the-top bow. You couldn't hold back your giggles.

"Wowza! Check out the size of that Inari sushi! Just what the doctor ordered! I must've won the karma lottery. Now, what else? Hmmm... Oh, I know! A good morning smooch to kickstart the day!" Ignoring any objections, he grabbed your face with his big hands and planted a juicy kiss. "As a token of my thanks, I'm whipping up some coffee, my sweetie pie!"

Late mornings are rare in your apartment due to both of yours busy schedule. But due to graciousness of your manager and Meian, you finally got some time to catch what's slipping up.

You watched his coffee-making skills, both of you sipping from cute matching mugs, and that coffee scent filled up the kitchen. He plopped your mug down, and you gave him a quick kiss. As he sat in his chair across from you, he eyeballed the yummy breakfast you'd whipped up with an eager grin.

He zeroed in on the sushi like a ravenous sushi monster, his lips dancing with excitement. Taking a huge bite, he made sure that sushi didn't stand a chance. You couldn't help but soak up his dramatic, operatic hum, followed by an award-winning moan.

It was like a foodie's Shakespearean theater! As he devoured, you remembered that prank video from earlier. You leaned in, resting your head on your left hand, grinning mischievously.

"Listen, babe, you know I adore you, right? But..." Bokuto's eyes locked onto yours, begging for more. Despite his heartstring-pulling expression, you kept going. "Maybe, just maybe, ease up on the childishness. It's starting to get a tad bit... well, you know, annoying."

His eyes got as big as saucers, and he froze mid-bite, never breaking your gaze. He blinked once, then twice, and a puzzled frown crept over his handsome face. He practically inhaled his food, trying to get words out, "You think I'm... annoying? Really?" His voice quivered, barely louder than a whisper, breaking your resolve.

Your hand reached out for his, but it was game over – tears welled up in his eyes. Panic mode activated, and you sprang up, cursing your snap judgment. "No, no, no, my bad, baby! I was just messing around! None of that was for real. I watched this dumb video of someone pranking their partner, and I thought it'd be hilarious to see your reaction…"

You pulled back and gently grabbed his chin. "Hey, look at me." You swiveled his head to lock eyes with you. "I'm so sorry, babe. I'm head over heels for you, you know that, right?" He zipped his lips for a sec, steering clear of eye contact. "You're so cruel! Why'd you do that to your lovely boyfriend? I really believed you were going to leave me..." His lip wobbled, a cute pout forming on his lips.

"Like, never ever would I want you to change! I'm all about your goofy vibes, you get me? I'm genuinely sorry, honey... Can you find it in your heart to forgive me? Cross my heart, I'll make it up to you!" Your thumb stroked his cheek, sending a silent plea.

"Okay, but swear you won't pull something like this again!" He crossed his arms and huffed. "I swear!" You nodded big time, showering his face with kisses. You started with his forehead, then both cheeks, and finally, a smooch that lingered on his pouty lips. You milked that last kiss a little longer, feeling the corners of his lips curl up. When you finally pulled away, your grin was on fleek, and your way happier boyfriend looked back at you.

"Well, now that you promised to make it up to me, can I cop some of your sushi too?" you deadpanned. Maybe this was all part of his plot to score extra breakfast, and you were totally down with it, especially when he gave you that cheeky, smug grin.

Before saying yes to a commited relation, you always wondered what love looks like or feels like. Is it all pink like in movies ? Or totally unexpected like in dramas.

Maybe this is what love looks like. A drama queen hogging your breakfast with dried fat tears on his blushed cheeks.

V-Chan's Dilly Dally

You can skip this part.

I really hope you guys would like it. I kind of changed the theme. I'm working on an akaashi fic and a gangster fic.

If you have any request, I would love to serve.

Comment down for tag list 😉

B-Bye

Love you all

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lemurzsquad · 2 months

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Music to Owl Ears

After suddenly moving from America to Japan with only passable knowledge of the local language, you begin to attend Fukurodani Academy for their music program. And within the first five minutes of being there, you're accidentally knocked right into the shenanigans of the volleyball team, especially their famous owl ace.

Prologue

Pairing: Bokuto x musician fem!reader

Summary: The reader is an American who has suddenly moved to Japan, attending Fukurodani Academy for its music program. (Full summary and cw in masterlist)

A/N: This is absolutely a shameless self-insert. I wanted a cute Bokuto x reader fic with a musician, specifically one that plays my main instruments, so this also serves as a love letter to all my fellow musicians out there. I will try to update this when I can, and I can add a taglist if anyone is interested TvT this is my first Haikyuu fic, so hopefully it's alright.

I hope you enjoy!!

Word count: 725

cw: slight emotional rollercoaster for reader

"Bold for English"

"Normal for Japanese"

- Masterlist -

- Prologue | Ch 1: Jogging Laps >

You stood at the entrance, the sign reading “Fukurodani Academy”; although, you’re certain you would not have been able to make out what it said given you didn't already know the name.

It was about to be your first day in a new school year, in a new school, in a new country. Did being a third year with barely passable Japanese and no friends terrify you? Absolutely. But, unfortunately, the only thing to do now was take that step onto campus and start, you supposed.

And so you did. The first step wasn't so bad, it seemed. The next seemed easier, perhaps. The nervous shaking you felt in your hands was becoming ever more apparent as you clutched your bag that in and of itself felt weird, considering you were so used to a heavy backpack.

All that was left was to make it to class and all would be right with the world. You could begin the school year on a positive note with no incidents right off the bat and a fresh start. It was simple, really.

But oh, you knew better than to jinx it, even in your own head.

You took a deep breath and tried your best to put on a smile just for yourself. You thought, I can do this. It'll be fine. What could possibly happen on my way there? And there it was.

You quietly let out the breath you held for a moment as you attempted to push down the nagging anxieties that tried to resurface. In a stroke of bad luck—or good luck, depending on how you looked at it, maybe years from then—you failed to hear the sounds of shoes hitting pavement behind you. In an instant, it all came crashing down; you were slammed in the shoulder, throwing you off balance. You barely managed to stop yourself from falling face first into the concrete, instead landing on your back, braced by your elbows.

As you stared ahead, completely and utterly stunned and staggered, you sat up. It was then that everything hit you like a ton of bricks.

You were completely blindsided when all the emotions you had narrowly kept behind a dam inevitably flooded through you. You didn't know whether to laugh or cry at how ridiculous it was that simply falling over finally broke you and your patchy attempt to bottle everything in, so you did both.

There you sat at the edge of the entrance to Fukurodani Academy, laughing as anguished tears dripped down your cheeks. The fear and emotional distress of moving to Japan was hitting you for, truly, the first time, and there was nothing you could do to stop it. You hiccuped in spurts, disbelief and bewilderment at your own reaction running through your mind while a pained grin sat plastered on your tear-stained, reddened face.

You didn't notice the figure, now standing in front of you, shouting, “BOKUTO!” off to the side and further down the sidewalk. You didn't notice when they exchanged worried glances that you might be hurt and unsure how to react to your state of hysteria.

Eventually you calmed down enough to return the confused looks that peered down at you. You made eye contact with worried blue and guilty gold before stuttering out with an embarrassed chuckle, “Sorry, I must have not been paying attention and– oh, wait—” When you see their eyes widen slightly, you realized you had instinctively started apologizing in English as a default and quickly corrected yourself to a simple, “Sorry…” in Japanese with your still heavy American accent.

You gave them a lopsided smile as you wiped your tears. You could never have imagined at the time, as you were grabbed by the shoulders and hoisted to your feet with such strength you could only let it happen in your dazed state, that it would be the defining pivot in what could have been a prison of loneliness and isolation in a new year, in a new school, in a new country. But, while you were overwhelmed with a torrent of apologies and “sorry”’s and “please, please, please forgive me”’s, the key to your unlocked cell seemed to be snatched and thrown where no one could have possibly found it again.

And, just maybe, you considered tempting fate more often in the future.

Thank you for reading!! <333

- Masterlist -

- Prologue | Ch 1: Jogging Laps >

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bananaminbaby · 2 years

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Who in Haikyuu is the best in bed?

pairings: Kuroo x reader, Sakusa x reader, Hinata x reader, Bokuto x reader, Mattsun x reader

cw: 18+ content - minors dni, pussy eating, fingering, creampie, mattsun's big dick

note: unfortunately i cant include this in the series since its sfw only, but i like this kind of asks, keep them coming

Kuroo

He teases a lot. Kuroo knows how the game works. He knows when to play hard and when to take it slow. Which is why everytime his cock is in your tight hole, he'd leave you in a crying mess. His cock always angled to that spot that makes you gush more and his hands always busy groping your boobs, your ass or any part of your body.

He can tell from the way you moan and your pussy clench that you are close. So he slows down his pace, alternating between grinding his hips and slow deep thrusts. He focuses more on whatever it is his lips are on. He loves kissing you and your body. Definitely a body worshipper.

"God, kitten... you taste so good, almost as good as how you feel around my dick."

Sakusa

As much as he says he hates germs and contact with people. I think he's one of the best when it comes to pussy eating. He's neat right? He'll make sure he laps any juices that gushes out of you and pushes it back in.

He's not shy with using his hands either. He's always got at least two fingers burried in your cunt and his other drawing circles on your clit. And if you try to close your legs on him, one arm is enough to push you legs against your stomach and hold it down in that position while he continues to devour your cunt like a starved man.

"Mmhmm... Give me another one baby, I know you can do it- come on my tongue and fingers, angel."

Hinata

This man lived in Brazil, you think he didn't learn a thing or two? He's very eager to experiment. No matter how weird you think it is when you suggest it to him, he'll always agree to try it first. His motto is to always try it first before saying no.

I also imagine he has a hairy chest, and despite all of the positions that you've tried with him, his favourite is still missionary. He loves having the best seat to looking at how his cock dives in and out of you, how you tits jiggle at every thrust and how your face scrunch up in pleasure. He loves placing his hands on your hips, pushing it down as he fucks into you. He doesn't care how loud of a noise it makes because all he can hear is your screams of pleasure.

"Louder, princess... Let everyone hear that I make you feel so good everytime we fuck."

Bokuto

I think he gets pussy drunk. He'll get so lost in the feeling of how his dick is wrapped around your warm and tight cunt, that he'll start thrusting like crazy. He cums heavily too. But don't worry, he's got the stamina and cum to last for a few hours.

Every fuck session, he needs to have his balls emptied- preferably in you. His cock would often have a white ring around it, and because of how quick he is fucking you, a string of cum connects your hips. And like Kuroo, his hands would also be looking for something to hold on to. But more so because he too stimulated and he needs something to ground him.

"Ah... Ah.. Fuck, baby, s-so tight. I-ah! I'm gonna cum, you ready baby? I-I'm gonna cum in you."

Mattsun

He's got a big dick. Sure, big dicks don't mean a good fuck if he can't use it well. But the thing is, he does know how to use it. Every time you have sex with him, your pussy always feels the stretch. The stretch so delicious, filling and brushing against every inch of your cunt. He gets cocky every time you start whining about how big his dick is, he'll smirk and tease you, grinding his hips so that you'll feel more of him.

Or if he's feeling mean, he'll pull out, and now you're left with an empty cunt and you hate nothing more than that. He'll make you beg for it while he fucks his fist in front of you. And when he does put it back in, he won't listen to the next time you whine about his big dick because he knows that you enjoy it as much as he does.

"Oh poor bunny... Looks like your cunt is too tiny to fit my cock. But thats okay, we'll make it work, don't we?"

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oiks-milkbread · 1 year

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Men that love to take your face in their hands, squishing your cheeks at any given occasion, looking at you with total adoration and peppering you with kisses

Oikawa Tooru, Bokuto Kotarou, Miya Atsumu, Sugawara Koushi, Hinata Shouyou, Nishinoya Yuu

Men that like to tease you, when they take your face in their hands, you just close your eyes, waiting for them to kiss you. Instead they're just looking at you, waiting for you to open your eyes and ask them do something, eventually they have to ""reluctantly"" comply

Oikawa Tooru, Suna Rintarou, Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsurou, Miya Atsumu, Futakuchi Kenji

Men that like to take your face in their hands tenderly, in general very careful when it comes to touch you, and like to stare into your eyes or gently kiss your forehead when you close them

Akaashi Keiji, Iwaizumi Hajime, Sawamura Daichi, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Azumane Asahi, Aone Takanobu

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nanamis-aiko · 2 years

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You had your eyes closed as you play with Bokuto's hair. You couldn't help but smile to yourself as you bask in the joy of having him in your arms.

"Mmm. Good morning." He groaned as he lifted his head and leaned in to kiss your cheek.

"Morning, sleepyhead." You chuckled. You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his forehead.

"What time is it?" He looked at his phone to check the time. "Hmm. Almost practice time." He lifted himself but you didn't let go.

You whined. "No, come back..." You pleaded through your laughs.

He chuckled. "But I gotta go for practice."

"What if I'm sick?" You peeked and smirked at him.

"Are you?" A bit of concern was in his voice. He raised his brows a bit.

"I'm sick of missing you!" You told him and pulled him back down to the bed.

You both laughed. He kissed your temple. "You really need me here?"

You nodded and looked at him with pouted lips and big eyes.

He smiled and wrapped his arms even tighter around you. "We could take a day off. Wouldn't want to leave you when you're sick of missing me."

You chuckled. "I love you."

"I love you too." He kissed your cheeks.

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#bokuto koutarou x reader #bokuto kotarou #bokuto koutaro #bokuto x reader #haikyuu drabbles #haikyu #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu fluff #bokuto x you

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bokubear · 2 years

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COULD BE US :: rich girl hunger

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sypnosis ; a new transfer student arrived at school, everyone positively enamored by her every move. she seems like a sweetheart you’ll admit, but when bokuto kotaro—your best friend for many many years asks you for help to win her heart you oblige—wanting nothing more than bokuto to be happy. but do you really want him to be happy with her when he’s been your crush practically your entire life ?

notes ; first chapter WHOOOOOO — i love soha

✧ next : masterlist

taglist is currently open for this series !

maak

plagiarism, repost, and editing is prohibited

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prettykitty3061 · 1 year

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MY ASKS ARE OPEN

I WILL GENUINELY WRITE ALMOST ANYTHING U ASK ME

I DO NOT WRITE: incest, step-cest, extreme nsfw (like down horrible without plot porn), ANYTHING THAT MENTIONS SUICIDE, SELF HARM, ETC

edit 1/21/23 : i still may write nsfw, but i no longer will be writing nsfw only posts, as it does not motivate me, and i find it to be occasionally uncomforting. i will still write fluff/headcanons/fics , these just may not include much nsfw, if any.

im literally begging for your thoughts and asks 😻😻

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snnbnny · 2 years

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Bun bun! Thoughts on Bokuto attempting to cook for himself?

hello anon glad to have ya here!!

I'll start this off by saying that I love Koutaro, but man could burn water- Cannot cook for his life. 89% when he tries to even make a microwave meal he end's up making it completely inedible!! He's tried to cook for you before, determined to at least make pasta, but you could imagine the hell that ensued due to these ventures.

More then once has the fire department been called to your apartment because of the fire alarms going none stop. You know half of them personally by now, poor guys. It's taken so much convincing for him to stop trying to cook at home by himself, for whatever reason he needs to fend for himself food wise then he should just get grubhub or something- It's not like he can't afford it nor does he ever not enjoy it.

Of course he gets all sad puppy Bo about it, so you make a pact to go to a cooking class once a week- under delignate supervision he does slightly improve!! And it's a great date night for you two!! you couldn't be prouder of your owl!! (you also don't know this, but he's being tutored by his teammates brother Osamu Miya, owner and chef of several restaurants including multiple locations of Onigiri Miya, when he's been telling you that he's been practicing late. Poor Samu is struggling with the innocent cooking disaster)

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let-me-simp-in-peace · 2 years

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Butterfly Wings (Bokuto x Reader) Prologue

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You didn’t find your life particularly boring. At least, not until you moved into this apartment building. Your neighbors were all very quiet and reserved people. They kept to themselves, and you didn’t mind that. However, there was one exception.

The man across the hall from you.

You didn’t know his name. You had only caught glimpses of the man himself. His hair, black with streaks of white running through it, and golden eyes reminded you of an owl. You could hear him yelling and laughing whenever he was home. The guy had people over often. Some form of sound was always coming from his apartment.

Though, you supposed you weren’t much better. You always had music blasting when you were home. You had a midnight baking habit and a dancing obsession, so you weren’t exactly quiet either. Besides, other than the owl boy, no one else lived on this floor, so there was really no need for you to keep it down.

There was one thing you had forgotten tonight, though. The sound effects from your video games could sometimes be heard from the hallway.

Normally, that wouldn’t be a problem, but there was the fact that it was:

1am

On a Wednesday

You were playing Call of Duty, a first person shooter.

The volume on your TV was much higher than you thought

Put all of that together, and you get a recipe for disaster.

How?

Because the poor bastard across the hall, who had just gotten home, scrambled through his door when gunshots echoed through the hallway. Within seconds, there was loud banging on your door. You paused your game and went to open it. You peeked through the peephole before reaching for the knob, only to pause and do a double take.

“What the fuck?”

You leaned back and opened the door. There on the other side was your owl haired neighbor, who was wielding a fake leg like a baseball bat.

“Hi?”

Seeing that you were both unharmed and completely unperturbed by the gunshots, the man only grew more confused. “Did you not hear them?!”

“Hear what?”

“The guns! The shooting!”

You blinked several times before a wave of guilt washed over your face. You scratched your cheek awkwardly. “That, uh, I’m playing Call of Duty..” You admitted apologetically.

Your neighbor stared at you for a long moment. “Oh.” He finally lowered the fake leg, and if you didn’t feel so awful for scaring him, you might have actually laughed at the sight.

“Can I play?”

“Huh?”

He smiled widely at you, his eyes shining. “It’s been a long time since I played that game.”

“I, uh, I mean, okay?” You stuttered unsurely.

“Oh right!” He held out his hand with a grin. “I’m Bokuto. Bokuto Koutarou.”

You took his hand hesitantly. “L/n Y/n.”

Little did you know, that one moment set into motion the events that would change your life forever.

Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and I’d love to hear your thoughts!

~Madison✨

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hentai-dreams-shop · 2 years

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Hate | Akaashi Keiji

angst, fem! reader

The taste of food in your mouth is bland, the noises that sweep your ear, the air that perforates your nostrils, the sights your eyes take in: its all bland. You hate how everything is monotonous boring grey until he walks in, then everything becomes so enticing. The food is richer, the air is the fresh type from the highest mountains, the noises are suddenly music that soothes yet frazzles you. How can one person make you feel like this without even trying? You weren’t even anything special to him.

You walk out of your lecture, and just like that, opposite you is Akaashi Keiji, looking as attractive as ever even under plain fluorescent lights. You desperately hope your line of sight doesn’t intersect into his and yet the gods are toying with you, because he does.

“Hey (Y/N), finished your lecture?”

You should’ve turned away from him.

“Yeah.”

You reciprocate his grin, how pathetic.

“Do you want to eat lunch with me?”

Please leave.

“Sure!”

You should’ve said no.

“Then let’s go, I’m hungry.”

The same smile adorns his pretty features, but you hated it.

You hated how you were stuck again and again, in the trance of an endless dance. It was like an overdose of drugs that washed your senses. A hazy dream that floated past you like a cloud. Here you are, an addict to someone who could kill you with too much of him but you continued in your drunken haze anyways. You were addicted, an addict to this unrequited love.

His friend Bokuto bursts through the crowd, greeting them both with an exuberant grin and bright yellow eyes. He slings an arm across Akaashi’s shoulders, ruffling his raven hair. Akaashi frowns and brushes him away, annoyance painting his face. Even so, his eyes gave it all away.

He never looked at you like that. You could see it underneath his own damn skin, even if he tries to deny it. That’s because he’s in love with Bokuto, utterly and completely in love like you were with his straight friend. You knew it all too well. You were the only one to observe his love for Bokuto, day after day.

Again, you hated it.

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hotvinimon · 7 months

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Water Cooler

A/N : Images are not mine. Credits to the owner. Likes, Comments and re-blogs are appreciated. Please don't steal my work. Enjoy ;)

Bokuto Kotaro x female reader

Warnings - English is my second language, showy bra

"Break time – the ultimate escape from the chaos of daily life. Recess had just ended, and Y/n had a brilliant idea: refill her water bottle. She strutted over to the water cooler, ready for a refreshing sip, and lo and behold, she spotted Bokuto, the self-proclaimed Aquaman, filling bottles like he was on a mission to hydrate the entire Sahara.

"Hey there, Bokuto-kun, how's the water-filling Olympics going?" Y/n greeted him.

Bokuto, looking like he had just discovered a hidden water treasure, replied, "Oh, hey, Y/n-chan! I'm on a roll! And you?"

"I'm good. But are you planning to audition for 'Water Cooler Gladiator' anytime soon?" Y/n quipped.

"Eh? No, these bottles are for the team, not for my secret water kingdom," Bokuto assured her. "Why are you here, though?"

"I just came to rescue my dehydrated water bottle," Y/n explained.

Just as Y/n turned on the tap to quench her bottle's thirst, disaster struck. The tap handle decided it was time for a vacation, causing water to erupt like Old Faithful. Y/n tried to wrestle the gushing water with both hands, but it was like trying to tame a wild hose.

Bokuto, sensing the water crisis, swooped in like a superhero. They joined forces, and after a heroic struggle, they managed to defeat the watery beast. But alas, Y/n was now as soaked as a sponge in a water balloon fight. She began shivering, and her slightly pink bra made an unexpected guest appearance in Bokuto's view. He reacted like a startled flamingo and turned his head away faster than a ninja in stealth mode.

"Thanks a million, Bokuto-Kun. Why the sudden shyness?" Y/n asked. Bokuto remained silent but pointed discreetly at her chest without turning his head. Y/n followed the gesture and instantly turned as red as a tomato in a sauna. She quickly crossed her arms, shielding her modesty.

"Now what in the H2O am I supposed to do? I didn't pack my emergency 'Dry Me Instantly' kit," Y/n lamented.

Bokuto, thinking on his feet, declared, "Fear not! Follow me." He ushered Y/n into the MSBY locker room like a chivalrous knight and embarked on a quest for a spare shirt.

"Will this work?" Bokuto presented an extra jersey of his. Y/n, not one to ponder life's mysteries for long, snatched the shirt with the swiftness of a squirrel nabbing an acorn and disappeared into the changing room. She emerged sporting her new attire.

Bokuto's eyes widened as he beheld her transformation. A blush blossomed on his cheeks, making him look like a confused tomato in a farmer's market.

"Do I pass inspection?" Y/n asked, striking a pose.

"You look more beautiful than a shooting star," Bokuto blurted out.

Both of them turned a shade of red that would put a ripe apple to shame.

"Um… Thank you, Bokuto-Kun."

"Call me Kotaro."

"Thanks, Kotaro."

"It's all good."

Later that day, as you strolled through the MSBY office corridor, Hinata whispered to Atsumu, "I've been saying it all along – those two are definitely a thing."

Atsumu commented, "I thought they were just friends."

Hinata quipped, "Tsumu, friends don't usually ogle each other. "

(Requests are open)

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lemurzsquad · 2 months

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Music to Owl Ears (Masterlist)

Pairing: Bokuto x musician fem!reader

Summary: The reader is an American who has suddenly moved to Japan, attending Fukurodani Academy for its music program.

Plays bassoon, baritone saxophone, and a little bit of piano (muah muah to all my fellow low reeds players out there <3)

Around 5'7" (probably)

Wears glasses (very near-sighted)

Lives with her older brother, moving to Japan with him and learning just enough Japanese to get by before arriving

cw (for full story): angst, comfort, fluff, slowest of slow burns that ever slowly burned, jealousy/self-contempt, overthinking

"Bold used when speaking English"

"Not bold when speaking Japanese"

Prologue

Ch 1: Jogging Laps

Ch 2: Lunch Break

Ch 3 (coming soon)

Thank you for reading!!

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