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osamusriceballs · 6 months
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Kinktober Day 23 <3
Kuroo x camsex
Warnings: NSFW, fem reader
Words: ~ 1,6 k
Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day
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"Just like that, you're doing so well, my pretty girl."
You almost can't believe how calmly he's talking to you while he's steadily pumping his hard cock on the other side of the screen. You can see it glisten with precum, even in the dimly lit room, the tip slightly flushed as he keeps on stroking himself at a slow pace. Your own fingers are busy with your nipples, twitching them and kneading your tits thoroughly, just as he told you to do. Your legs are spread widely in front of the camera, your slick glistening in the soft light of your bedroom. Seeing yourself on the screen had made you feel slightly embarrassed at first, but you quickly found yourself enchanted by his seductive grin the way he's sweet-talking you.
A deep breath leaves your lips as you keep on touching yourself, your chest arching against your hands while you keep on brushing over the hard buds ever so softly, the increasing sensitivity making you shiver with even the faintest touch.
You take in the sight of him, of his bare chest and toned thighs, his body formed to perfection from not only going to the gym, but also the volleyball matches that he's still participating in occasionally. His soft hazel eyes are slightly widened, showing how much he concentrates on you in this moment, not allowing himself to miss even a second of this. His muscles are tense and a thin coat of sweat is forming on his forehead under his messy raven hair- and he looks devilishly handsome like this. The slight pink covering his cheeks and his ears make him look adorable at the same time, and you moan his name while you press your tits together.
His eyes immediately dart to your face at the sound, and your cheeks heat up at the intensity of his gaze. He looks like he wants to devour you, and you would let him do it without a doubt.
"Stop."
The word leaves his lips firmly, and you hold your breath while you pause your movements, your hands motionlessly resting on your breasts. Your chest heaves deeply with every single breath while you keep watching him, anticipation rushing through your body and making you feel dizzy.
His own hand pauses too, slightly squeezing his large cock, the veins on his hands protruding while he does so. You can basically see him twitch, knowing that he is sensitive too at this point. "Hands off." His voice is low when he speaks, but the lazy grin is still adorning his lips while you remove your hands slowly from your body. He takes a deep breath, watching how you impatiently shift on the bed on your side of the screen, aching to get some relief. You know that you're soaked at this point, your body aching for his touch, but you know better than to disobey his words. He'll only get back to you once you see him in person, and if you learned anything about Kuroo Tetsurou by now, it is that he can be very creative with his idea of how to bring you to mind-losing pleasure until you can't take no more.
He slowly starts pumping his cock again, his hand effortlessly moving up and down with precise movements that make him twitch. "Tell me what you'd like to do." His hooded dark eyes trail down your body and make you feel so deliciously exposed to him. "Wanna put my fingers inside, Tetusrou-" you whine and keep your eyes on the way he steadily pumps his cock, and you wish you could feel him inside, feeling the veins of his cock against your walls and how he would be so, so deep inside of you, stuffing you full and making you feel so good when you slam down on his cock and ride him.
"Then ask for permission nicely. Like a big girl." The shit-eating grin on his face tells you that he knows exactly what he's doing to you but you can't deny the effect he has on you. You tremble at his words, not even hesitating for a second before you reply. "Please, Tetsurou, please- I want to touch myself. Can I, please?" Your hands grab the sheets tightly, your heart pounding fast in your chest as you wait for him to answer. You know that the desperation is clear on your face, but you just felt so good- you just need more.
"Hmm. Go on then, baby. Touch your clit." He slowly nods, and you finally bring one hand between your legs, your fingers parting your folds and moving to your clit just as he said. You sigh in relief, your thighs trembling while you rub circles around it, every single touch making you feel so good. "Harder." You increase the pressure of your fingers and rub harder, moaning softly while you squirm on the bed. "Feel so empty, Tetsurou, please, wanna put them inside." You sound so deliciously desperate in his ears and he nods approvingly which makes you sigh in relief. Your fingers find your entrance, and you waste no time to push them inside, gasping for air when they slide inside so easily.
"Push your fingers deeper inside. Curl them." He calmly instructs. Only the way his hand starts to move faster, a little erratic, shows how close he is too. You moan, his name leaving your lips in such a sweet way, sounding like a prayer to him- and he mentally thanks himself for asking for your permission to record this beforehand. The way he is able to coax these sweet noises from you without even touching you is surely feeding his ego. You pant at this point, sweat forming on your body while you thrust your fingers and watch him tremble while he pumps his cock at a rough pace the sight on the screen making you feel even more hot and bothered. You curl your fingers again, your eyes almost falling close from the pleasure, but you want to see him, want to see how he can't tear his eyes from you, how his muscles tense because he aches to touch you, how he loses control because of you. It feels so good, so good, your body so ready to let go, ready to reach your high-
"C'mon, now make yourself cum. Be my good little girl and give daddy a show."
His voice is like honey and the effect of his grin and the nickname makes you almost go feral. You rub your palm harder against your clit and push your fingers deeper, desperately reaching for the spot that Kuroo always finds so effortlessly. "Tetsurou-" you whine, louder and louder, the sound of your moans and your fingers thrusting inside your pussy filling the room. You imagine it were his fingers inside of you instead of yours, curling, filling you up, and his palm pressing against your clit- and your movements get faster, more desperate, until you feel your walls squeezing your fingers, pulsing around them while you press against your clit, grinding against your hand in your haze. Your eyes barely catch how Kuroo cums too his hand holding his cock still while he does, ropes of white liquid running down his fingers while your name and some moans leave his lips.
Your fingers come to halt eventually, your palm not pressing against your sensitive clit anymore, and you slowly pull your fingers out, your arousal heavily coating your fingers. Kuroo deeply exhales, carelessly cleaning his hand with his discarded shirt before he runs his other hand through his hair.
"You look so pretty right now, angel. Wish you were here so that I could hold you."
He looks longingly at the screen, and you hum approvingly. What would you give to have him right next to you. "I miss you too. When will you be back?" You reach for a blanket on your bed to wrap it around you, a soft smile on your lips while you watch him putting on a pair of sweatpants on your screen. You've gotten so used to seeing him in suits and tie lately that seeing him in sweatpants does something to you.
"Just one more week, baby. One week and then I can fuck you until you can't walk anymore." He grins proudly at the last words, and a shiver of excitement runs down your neck when you think about the last time you were separated and he really fucked you until your body couldn't handle more.
"Oh? Excited already, baby?" His eyes sport a mischievous glint when he observes your reaction, and you feel the heat in your cheeks like you've been just caught doing something forbidden. You only nod while you stare at him on your screen, glad that you're recording this too to savor the sight of him when he's radiating happiness and relaxed vibes in his afterglow.
"It's fine, baby, don't be shy on me now. Not when I just saw how you shamelessly buried your fingers in your beautiful pretty pussy-" You cover your face and whine at his words, and he laughs at your reaction.
"If that already got you flustered, then I wonder how you'll react when I watch the tape with Kenma."
Your jaw drops at his words- "You will not!"
"Why not, baby? He's got all the equipment for a good movie night. I'm sure he would appreciate the sight too. And you made such pretty noises for me, it would be selfish not to share them."
He leans back, his posture still fully relaxed while he keeps his eyes on you, enjoying how easily he manages to get you flustered.
"If you show him that video, I'll not let you touch me for a whole month after you return from your business trip, leave alone have sex with me." His eyes widen at the sudden threat and he is quick to soothe you with his words.
"Don't worry, it's just for us. I promise. But when I come home, you'll let me kiss you, okay?" He looks adorable while he waits for your answer, and you can't help but to softly smile at him.
"And then we can make another video."
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Alhaitham: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Kaveh's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out...
Kaveh /from inside the bathroom/:...aND SHE JUST LEFT??? LIKE WHO DOES THAT???
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hugsfromthecaptain · 8 months
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My haikyuu brain rot has come back so intensely, I cried over it like 12 times yesterday
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c0olblue · 9 months
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I like hugs
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belatinysun · 4 months
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I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS!!!!
Hinata is still playing for Asas São Paulo until nowadays! he is a top tier player and could be playing in any city or country he wants. But he is still here in Brazil. He is still playing for our country, showing how much he grew attached to the culture and everything here 🧡
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he is amazing and i'm so proud of him for everything he achieved, te amo meu menino 🧡
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hmperil · 11 months
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! hugs with haikyuu! characters !
included : sakusa , ushijima , bokuto (asahi , nishinoya, tsukishima)
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bokuto :
absolute cutie pie , doesn't matter where he is , if his (s/o) asks for hug he will engulf them in a warm embrace . they would probably have to pry them selves out of his arms cause he thinks they're so adorable .
ushijima :
this man is so clueless i swear to god but he definitely gives the best hugs ever. I mean have you seen those arms , he probably wouldn't be into as much pda as bokuto but if he and his (s/o) at home or somewhere secluded he would pull them into his arms and hug them tightly .
sakusa :
it would take him a while to get used to his (s/o) and being a germaphobe it would definitely be hard for him to engage the contact , but after a couple of months he would reveal a side of him that not many people knew of . I mean he's probably so touch-starved that when you give him a hug he just melts and goes bright red . like ushijima he isn't too into pda but in a crowded place he will reach for his (s/o)'s hand to hold .
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skooorch · 1 year
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🥺been thinking bout how he gives hugs
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iwaoiness · 2 months
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Oikawa's favorite hug is the first one they give each other when they meet again after some time without seeing each other. He loves that hug because they run to give it, always meeting in the middle of the road with Oikawa being the one who throws himself on Iwaizumi because he knows he will always hold him, no matter the force with which they collide.
And Iwaizumi always wraps his strong arms around Oikawa and pulls him tighter against his as if he wants to lock him in his heart. Hajime lifts him up from the ground and makes Tooru laugh when they spin around in the middle of the airport. And he says close to his ear finally you're with me again and I missed you so fucking much.
Oikawa's favorite hug is the first one they give each other because it feels like the beginning of the way back home.
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osamusriceballs · 4 months
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The Accident - Part XIII
Atsumu x fem reader
Warnings: None
Words: ~ 1,4 k
About: Still problems in paradise.
Part I II -> Next Part
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7 missed calls from Atsumu Miya
3 new messages on your mailbox
25 new text messages from Atsumu Miya
"Looks like someone's really eager to talk to you," the taxi driver comments when your phone won't stop ringing, but you just snort and finally turn off your phone. "Seems like it, yeah." He raises an eyebrow at your resigned tone but tactfully keeps any further comments to himself, a gesture you appreciate at the moment.
Your whole body feels numb.
You're furious with Atsumu, that's certain. Part of you wants to confront him, ask how he could sink so low as to cheat on his girlfriend – heck, how he could marry you without telling her. Another part just feels sad and disappointed, just wanting to go back home and get some sleep, hoping things will seem better with time. Maybe you'll find out that all of this is just a bad joke, just a misunderstanding. Perhaps she's not his girlfriend – maybe she is someone who misunderstood that he's married and just had no idea that it's you. But why did she claim to have him in the palm of her hand?
You fight back tears and take a deep breath through your nose, thankfully almost home at this point. You won't try to reach out to him. Not after tonight. He'll either contact you tomorrow and explain everything, or you'll not see him again.
xxx
"He hasn't tried to contact you?" Yachi looks at you with sad puppy eyes while she applies a soft pink polish on her nails. You shake your head and hold your cup of tea a bit tighter. The TV quietly plays a movie in the background, something you two don't really focus on right now, especially not since you're finally talking about Atsumu.
"He called a few times during the night, but after that, nothing. Complete silence. I can't even see his profile picture anymore. I think he blocked me." You swallow the heavy lump in your throat at this words. He blocked you. Like you're some kind of obsessed fan or just a nuisance to him.
It's been a week now since it happened. You expected him to at least call again or maybe even visit your apartment after not seeing you for so long, but nothing. He hasn't bothered even giving you the slightest sign of life. But your heart clenched when you saw that he had updated his Instagram profile today with pictures of him at Onigiri Miya's – and you found the strawberry tiramisu that you both had shared the other day among the pictures, you just can't understand why he would do that.
Yachi closes the small lid and looks at you with anger coating her face while she carefully reaches for her phone. "I'll call Hinata and ask—"
"No!" You shake your head energetically, and Yachi lowers her hand. "Please don't bring him into it. It's embarrassing enough that I thought we had something going on." You bury your face in your hand and sigh, and Yachi quickly wraps her arms around you in a comforting way while making sure her fingers don't smudge her polish.
"I'm so sorry, Y/N. I never thought he was seeing someone. Hinata also had no idea, I guarantee it. He would have told me instantly if he knew. And Kageyama would have told me as well. They will give him an earful once they know."
You smile bitterly but still feel a bit better at the thought of cute sunshine Hinata yelling at Atsumu. "It's okay; it's not your fault. I'll forget about him. Just another year, and then I'll completely cut him out of my life."
You smile weakly, finally returning the hug with the mug still in your hand. It's time to forget about him. You'll see him in about a year, and that will be the last time. You'll make sure of that.
"Before I forget, Hinata asked if you received the cards for the Olympics match. You don't have to go, but if you want to, he'd be glad for you to come. He really likes you."
"I'll think about it. It's in a few weeks, right? I don't know if I want to see Atsumu so soon again. But maybe for some sort of closure?" You pull back and look at her with furrowed brows, and she nods at your words.
"I get it. But I'm still really disappointed in him. I really thought he's a good guy."
"Me too." You smile sadly, thinking about the pretty woman in the elevator, feeling a pang in your heart.
A part of you is still longing for him. He makes you feel good, he makes you feel desirable and beautiful. He makes you feel like you matter to him, like you're having a part of his heart. Yet, he hasn't told you about that woman, and it makes you feel dirty. The fact that he hasn't reached out after that night is enough to make you want to forget him and erase any foolish hope that this is just a misunderstanding. It's bitter reality.
You just need to make it clear to your heart that Atsumu Miya is no longer part of your life.
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"Samu, she hates me."
"Yeah, and she has every reason to."
Osamu sighs as he watches Atsumu, a big pathetic clump of sadness practically lying on his counter. Atsumu is in no condition to drive home, and Osamu is well aware of that, already planning to drive to his apartment before he can finally go to his own bed. Since that incident a month ago, Atsumu has become unstable, getting drunk every other night, setting up a dangerous routine. Knowing he has an important match coming up doesn't stop him. Volleyball, always his top priority, now takes a back seat to his misery. Not even Bokuto can cheer him up, and Hinata is suspiciously avoiding him. He suspects Yachi finally told him what happened, though Hinata hasn't mentioned it.
"I even posted a pic of me being here tonight. She didn't come."
"You post pictures of being here almost every night. You can't tell me you expected her to come after parting like that? And you know that there's still the chance that she met her on her way downstairs." Atsumu sighs, slowly lifting his head at Osamu's sharp response. His face is red, eyes red-rimmed – a side effect of the alcohol. He looks horrible, and it actually pains Osamu to see him like this.
"Shut it. I'll call her. I got a new number today. I can call her now; I was just waiting for the right moment."
Osamu hesitates but decides it might be good for Atsumu to finally reach out, after being unable to do so during the past few weeks. Doubtful you'll answer, it's late after all, but maybe when you listen to the whole story and if Atsumu does a lot of groveling and explaining- then maybe you two still have a chance. Osamu still has no idea what kind of fate brought the two of you together, but he is certain that you'd make a great couple. If only his twin had a few more brain cells and a bit more luck.
Atsumu has finally managed to find your contact and started a call, which got directed to your mailbox after a few moments. He clears his throat and straightens his posture before he begins to talk, almost looking like his usual self.
"Y/N? It's me, Atsumu. I know it's been a while, but I'm sorry for everything. I couldn't call or text, but I miss you." He sighs and covers his eyes. "I miss you a lot, actually, I've been thinking about you every day ever since that night. I know it's all kind of messed up, but I can explain everything. Please, just let me. Please, y/n. I don't... don't want to lose you." Atsumu takes a deep breath and ends the call, his hands slightly shaky now.
"That was... corny." Osamu cringes, wiping the counter and putting Atsumu's beer aside.
"That's it – my last try of reaching out to her. If she's not answering, I'll just let her go." Atsumu's words are a bit slurred, but Osamu still gets it. He prays you'll listen – or else he'll be in trouble.
xxx
You wake up to a missed call and a message on your voicemail from an unknown number. Probably spam.
Without thinking twice, you delete the message.
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rk-tmblr · 2 months
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“Sometimes I caught myself staring at your arms, your hands touching everything so carefree it scared me. I could never. And you knew it. I knew it. But lately… more often than not, as I stare, I go back to the memory of that stolen hug you bravely gave me. It came naturally to you. Unexpected. Immediately, you asked forgiveness while restoring the comfortable distance between us. And I was left there, dumbfounded. If I disliked physical contact, now I can say that hate way more the feeling you get after it. For a whole different reason, and it’s all your fault. Back then I realised how cold I was, while you were scorching hot. And I despised it. I still do. Now that I’m staring. Because it makes me longing for a hug of yours.”
Sakusa Kiyoomi/Miya Atsumu
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cowboyx2 · 9 months
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- on desperately wanting to be better but never quite reaching it (miya osamu)
Unknown | User @/stllbejeweled | Miya Osamu s4 | Chantal Akerman, from My Mother Laughs (2013) tr. Daniella Shreir | Fathers by Jose Olivarez | User @/inanotheruniverse | miya twins s4 x2 | thanksgiving 2006 by ocean vuong | normal people by sally rooney | Unknown
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weezmancer3 · 6 months
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Cozy KuroKen
Since Kenma is always cold, Kuroo never runs out of gift ideas. It's Kenma's birthday? heated blanket. It's Christmas? a nice pair of gloves. Some silly inside joke anniversary? a good pair of socks. Kenma always scoffs about it ("Who are you, Kuroo? My Grandpa?") but he uses everything he gets. Kuroo is always weirdly smug about it ("Guess you didn't think my gift was really that lame ;)" "Stfu Kuroo."). One year for Christmas (Kenma was gifted a pair of sweatpants, yet again) Kenma surprises Kuroo with matching hats for the two of them. Kuroo cries.
I can't believe this is the first time I'm posting about them. Also, sorry all of my posts are holiday headcanons. It's not going to change.
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kmuiyato · 2 years
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Oikawa Tooru ↪ for @krshima – Happy birthday, Emery! ❤
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hmperil · 11 months
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! hugs with haikyuu characters ! ( sakusa , ushijima , bokuto)
please request if you want any fluff or comment if you want another character in this series ❁
includes : asahi , nishinoya , tsukishima
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asahi :
king of hugs , I guarantee his hugs would just feel like comfort and home. he would embrace you and you would just know everything would be ok , that is the power this man holds . I mean just look at him he may look a little scary but he's definitely just a big softie. would give you a big hug when you need one .
nishinoya :
#1 simp, you need a hug he's got you. I mean you're practically royalty to him , he would drop anything he was doing just to cuddle you. he's small but still found a way to make you feel so safe and warm when he was embracing you .
tsukishima :
he may not show it but I just know he's whipped, he thinks your like the prettiest person in the world. watching movies while hugging would definitely be a big thing , he likes the way you can snuggle together and feel like he's protecting you from the world. still a salty beanpole and will pretend like he isn't actually enjoying it but you can see the way he relaxes in your arms.
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