#haikyuu soft

[youta]

suna’s head rests on your lap, your fingers are tangled in his hair. both of you are on your phones, occasionally showing each other funny tiktoks or posts you think the other would like. 

“are you hungry?” you speak up, after coming across several food recipe videos.

“kinda,” he replies, putting his phone on his chest and looking up at you. you cup his cheek with your hand; he leans into your touch, a sweet smile sits on his lips.

“we should make this,” you suggest, and show him what you have on your mind. it’s a type of dish neither of you have tried before, and seemed easy enough to make.

“i’m in,” he nods, and sits up from his previous position. “you’ll do most of the work, though.”

you laugh, agreeing with what he said; he’s horrible at cooking. he usually sticks to making simple meals when it comes to that, because otherwise... it would be a disaster. he settles down on the counter to watch you cook, occasionally passing some ingredients or seasonings to you. until the water’s boiling, you step to him and wrap your hands around his torso.

“shouldn’t our positions be switched?” rin laughs, pulling you closer to him, while you are standing between his legs. you let out a chuckle, and lay your head on his chest.

“i like it like this,” you shrug your shoulders, enjoying the warmth of his body and his embrace. he rests his chin on the top of your head, and his lips tug into the warmest smile. he likes it too.

#this is so ass but i've had it in my drafts for ages so take it. #haikyuu x reader #suna x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu x you #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintarou x reader #haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu soft #suna fluff #suna x you

[kuroosdarling]

you always knew your boyfriend was attractive and yet, nothing could’ve prepared you for the sight you saw when you came home.

kuroo was fast asleep on the bed, taking one of his rare afternoon naps after work. you had gotten home a little later than usual and coming back to this sight was nothing short of heavenly.

kuroo laid on the bed, shirtless, with the blanket covering his lower back and onwards. his back muscles were on full display, subtly flexing with every small movement he made as he snoozed.

he slept how he normally slept when he was alone, head buried inbetween his and your pillows. his arms securely wrapped around them, his biceps bulging at the slight pressure he used to push them against his head.

how was it fair that even asleep, kuroo was the most attractive man you had ever laid eyes on?

as if he sensed your presence, kuroos eyes slowly opened, peeking out from beneath the pillows. although you couldn’t see his smile, you saw the light of it reach his eyes, a soft glow emitting from him all the way to you as if he was trying to lure you in.

“oh hi there, sweetheart,” he rasped out, his voice still thick from sleep. “care to join me?”

and just like that, you found yourself in his warm embrace. those strong arms wrapped securely around you as he traded the pillows for the crook of your neck — happily sighing before sleep took over him once again.

#IM SO IN LOVE WITH HIM ‼️ #soft n cuddly tetsu is my fave >_< #⁺. ʚ streaming with: #kuroo tetsuro #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #kuroo

[ilylovelyz]

⍣ ೋ Honeymoon

˚ · . ushijima x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ timeskip!ushijima, manly!ushijima, god hes such a man, big dick moment 3., pregnancy, pregnant sex, "traditional" lifestyle, creampie, reader has mommy boobs, reader is a lil chubby, lactation, soft sex, size kink, slight manhandling, secret relationship, was listening to lana del rey's honeymoon

we both know that it's not fashionable to love me but you don't go 'cause truly there's nobody for you but me.

bright cameras flash amongst the dense crowd as ushijima is guided along with his teammates, surrounded by a dozen security. many shout and yell out questions directed towards the tall men, yet remain unanswered as they continue their way towards the stadium.

it's after the volleyball match when ushijima is approached by a female reporter, insistent with her microphone as she pesters him with the same questions he's been asked for a long time. "was that your wife you were with back in kyoto?"

he only wipes the sweat off his brow with his handkerchief before he's walking away from her, leaving her unanswered.

albeit, not truly knowing to what extent, ushijima does know that he's considerably favorable towards his fans for a specific reason. unfazed by the lingering eyes of the crowds of lusting women that waited outside the stadium specifically for him, he continues his way towards his car.

the strange favoritism seems to not be limited to only his fans, but also to some other professional volleyball players as well. he remembers the few scandals he's been in due to some delusional professional volleyball players claiming they "felt a spark," or whatever nonsense along those lines after speaking to him only a handful of times.

he ignores the catcalls and whistles from the women, all trying to get his attention through sultry gestures and inappropriate language. to a normal man, he would certainly be stoked by all of these gorgeous women wanting his attention, maybe perhaps give in to their desires.

however, as ushijima settles into the comfort of his car, driver greeting him, he thinks deeply. but he's not a normal man, and he does knows that. he searches throughout his gym bag with care, not particularly rushing to find the object he's searching for.

he knows he's much different from a normal man. he's of great skill, body athletic and big. it doesn't take much to notice the way his biceps bulge, or the way he his strong thighs flex and buckle, somehow supporting his heavy weight. he goes to the gym every day, training intensely for hours at a time. he goes to great lengths to meal plan and eat healthy foods to support his exhausting training and schedule. hell, he's a well known professional volleyball player.

he doesn't get the obsession though. he doesn't understand what does particularly make him stand out compared to his teammates. he's just like any other good volleyball player. maybe better, but he still would like to be viewed just as equal as to his teammates.

his eyes glint up at the object he's been searching for. he pulls it out, careful not to drop it due to the slight tremble of the car. if he dropped it, then it might as well be the end of the world. he'd probably not see it again, lost to the monstrosity of this luxurious car.

he gently pushes the accessory onto his ring finger. black and silver, lined with tiny diamonds, a marital ring. he thinks back to the time he had a discussion with his wife, a little while before the wedding and coincidentally searching for wedding rings, he had asked out of curiosity why do these random women obsess over a total stranger?

it takes awhile, but he's eventually driven to his home. quite large, a traditional minka, for a traditional guy like ushijima. he steps out of the black car, a mercedes, the grovel crunch pleasingly under his feet. his ears perk up at the little laughs coming from the garden at the side of the minka. he's bowing to his driver before heading off towards the joyful laughter, eyes softening at the eyes of his wife.

you're running around the garden, seemingly playing a game of tag with your only-daughter toddler, and currently, only child. he watches from the edge of the garden, softly smiling at this beautiful moment of what is the love of his life playing with what is the product of his love.

although wanting the wonderful moment to last a little longer, he decides to interrupt when he notices you're not wearing shoes. "y/n, where are your shoes?" you almost freeze in your steps, clumsily almost slipping on the puddles of water. you turn your head towards the familiar voice, cheeks warming up out of innocent embarrassment.

"a-ah, i didn't notice you coming home 'toshi." you squeak out, taking a moment to notice the way your apron is stained with various liquids, feet covered with what you can only guess is mud, grass, and groundwater. your attention is shifted when your young daughter yells out of excitement at her father's presence.

"papa!" she yells, small bare feet patting against the hard concrete as she runs up to her father. he can only watch her from above as she hugs his leg, small hands only reaching so far up to his hips. he watches dotingly over his daughter, not resisting to swoop her up in his arms, placing a soft kiss onto her soft baby skinned cheek.

he carries her with one arm as he walks over to you, eyebrow slightly arched with concern as he takes in your current figure. "ah.. kaiya snuck out to play in the garden five minutes before you arrived. i had to chase her down to stop her from eating the berries, sorry 'toshi." you meekly say, hand coming up to caress the back of your neck.

he leans down to place his daughter onto the engawa, "go wipe your feet off kaiya," he says, watching the way his daughter listens begrudgingly, knowing better than to disobey her father. she might not get dessert if she doesn't listen. he then turns to you, staring at you closely.

you're much smaller than him, barely reaching his shoulder when barefooted. his eyes are low, mouth pursed into a line. "you shouldn't go without your shoes, you'll get sick," he says monotonously. to anyone who didn't know him, he might just sound cold and maybe even annoyed, but to you, someone who's known him for over a decade, you know he's speaking purely from the heart.

smiling at his adorable concern, you straighten your back to showcase your good health. "i'm okay. don't you worry." he blinks at your pride before turning slightly towards the house, a hand of his reaching for yours. you take him up on his offer, lightly blushing at his sweet warmth that is his hand.

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

ushijima is careful with his steps as he walks through the halls of house, not wanting to wake up his young daughter. much like her father, she's a light sleeper. he walks into the kitchen, where he is not surprised to see you cleaning up after dinner.

you squeal once again when you turn around to see him with the remaining plates in his hands. he's so quiet, almost like a ghost. "you scared me." you say, hand coming to press against your suddenly rapid beating heart. "you don't need to be doing the chores, why don't you rest?" he offers, placing the stacks of dishes into the sink. he'll wash the dishes tomorrow morning before going to the gym.

you sigh at his words, hand coming up to his forearm as he steps closer to you, looking down at you with those beautiful green orbs of his. his hands come up to the tie of your apron, quick to untie it and set it onto the counter. he places his palms onto the sides of your belly, finding comforting in what is your very pronounced baby bump.

you smile at the soft moment, ushijima, although still slightly struggling to put into words how much he loves you, he will never fail to show you through physical affection. his touch is gentle, almost as if he's scared, almost hesitant to cradle your bump with his burly hands. he's so gentle, it makes you giggle.

he raises a confused at your strange giggle, before asking turning his attention back to your unborn baby. "have you thought of a name for her yet?" he asks, fingers prodding and poking curiously at your cotton clad bump. "her? you want it to be a girl? another one?" you grin, lightly slapping his shoulder.

you're just at your 6th month mark, the special appointment just a week away. while you were at your 6th month, you did look more heavily pregnant than that. it wasn't unexpected after all, ushijima was a big guy who made big babies. all jokes aside, if you're going to be honest, before your first child, you never really thought ushijima was much of a family-oriented person.

while you did know he was somewhat traditional, you never knew it was to this extent. the moment he earned enough income, he had bought a house solely with his money, and urged you to quit your job, even though you didn't even have a child with him at the time. the two of you were freshly married, and yet he still wanted to you stay at home. "i just want my wife to be happy and comfortable at home."

and if you're going to be even more honest, it's like his love for you had doubled since then. even seemingly, if it's even possible, tripling with the birth of your first daughter. lavish nonstop gifts and flowers constantly showing up at your door while he's away, sweet little cards with written "i love you"s.

just how long ago was it when he was still a young lad, still wearing his school uniform and still deciding on his future? it flusters you a little, the way he's such a man now. his hand moves down to your waist, pulling you flush against him.

he dotes in the way you meekly avoid eye contact with him, even after all these years, after the countless of love making the two of you had, you still blush even when holding his hand. "y/n," he calls, free hand coming up to your chin to make you look at him. he revels in the light blush on your cheeks before he's leaning down to kiss you.

the kiss is soft and tender, his lips taking the lead and pushing against yours. his grip on your waist prevents you from pulling away, effectively trapping you in, it makes you wonder if he knows how strong his grip on you is. you swallow back the nervous lump in your throat when he's suddenly pushing towards you more, angling his face to get impossibly closer.

it's not long before the kiss was leaving you breathless and causing you to tremble on your swollen ankles. noticing, ushijima effortlessly picked you up, carrying you bridal style to the master bedroom.

he's everything but unfocused, eyes watching intently as he caressed your body. he undressed you, careful and slowly like the first time. and still like the first time, his pupils dilated at the sight of your bare skin and curves. he was quick to attach his lips to your neck, suckling at your collarbone and every soft spot he could think of, leaving angry red marks wherever he could latch onto.

laying you down onto your back, he threw aside your bra, his hands massaging your plush and heavy mounds. "they've gotten bigger.." he said to himself, noticing the way your breasts nearly spill out of his considerably large hands. his cock twitches in his pants when a spill of milk leaks out of your swollen bud.

like nature, he takes your nipple into his mouth, eagerly sucking down the milk that trickles out. his other hand squeezes at your free breast before he's switching to said breast and repeating his actions onto the puffy bud. ushijima has always seemed to love your breasts, even when they were much smaller than what they are now.

he finally pulls away from them, pushing the mounds together, kneading them like a type of stress ball. he could play with your breasts all day, but unfortunately he doesn't seem to have the luxury for that.

you coo out his name, eyes brimming with tears of pleasure. he leans down to kiss you passionately, only pulling away when you tug at the hem of his t-shirt. he gives into your request, quickly discarding the t-shirt. you've seen his body many times before, yet you still cannot help the obsession you have with it.

ushijima notices the lustful look you have in your eyes, noting that it's similar to those of the strange women who surrounded him earlier. as your palm comes up to caress against his hard abs, trailing up and down his pecs and abdomen, he suddenly remembers what you told him during the early days of your relationship, when he asked you why you got so excited when he took his shirt off during a swim party.

"you're such a man, 'toshi.." you mewl when his finger pads come up to press against your clit. yes, thats it. because he's "manly." your hand grips at his bicep, squeezing the muscle as he slides a finger into your wet cunt. he grunts slightly as your walls contract around his finger, eventually adding a second.

he remembered being told that women eventually become loose after a while, but that was when he was young. now, that he's an experienced man, he knows how dumb that stupid belief is, most likely made up by some pitiful losers. he even has some evidence to back it up, as you're still so tight, even after all these years of taking his thick cock.

"'toshi.." you cry out, clawing at his arm when he adds in a third finger. he doesn't hesitate to find your sweet spot, abusing it ruthlessly, looking down at you with curious eyes as you writhe underneath him. with years of skill and dedication, he's making you cum far quicker than you expected. you arch your back, fingers gripping around his bicep as you clench your eyes shut, orgasm taking you by storm.

in the aftershock, your thighs are already trembling, tears falling from your eyes as you try to regain your breath. obviously, you know this is not the end of his pleasurable torture. his hand attaches at the back of your knee, pulling your left leg upwards towards your chest. he climbs closer to you, his right leg crosses over your right leg and tucking underneath your calf.

you look down as you begin to take deep breaths, seeing as ushijima's hand wraps around his cock so he can guide it towards your helpless cunt. the stretch has you closing your eyes shut, tears escaping as the burn shakes you to your core. "f-fuck.." you rasp out, only relaxing when ushijima places a comforting hand against yours.

he slowly rocks his hips into yours, grunting slightly in pleasure at the feel of your gummy walls around him. he pushes your knee back a little further, but theres only so much as it could go before it's stopped by your precious baby bump.

you're so beautiful, so pretty underneath him. he can't help the way his cheeks flush a little at the way you're sprawled out underneath him. face contorted in pleasure, your swollen breasts jiggle with every movement, belly round with his second child, you're everything he's ever wanted. you're everything he's only ever wanted to have.

he soon finds himself losing himself to you, hips desperately humping against you so hard it has you jolting against the futon. his hand comes up to cradle your tear scarred cheek, admiring your gentle features.

you feel yourself grow a little conscious at the way your body seems to jiggle a little more than usual. you remember the time you were too a little more toned and active, but with your first daughter you had gained a healthy amount of weight, as per ushijima, and the doctor's request.

you remember asking ushijima if you should get back into fitness to lose the gained weight, only to be surprised when he said a stern "no," faced contorted with distaste and bewilderment. later that same night, and even now, your fears were/are soothed at the way he pawed at the plush of your waist and thighs, finding comfort in the soft flesh.

"ah, wakatoshi 'm gunna cum." you moan out, but before you could even finish your sentence, ushijima is rolling his hips in a way that has nearly has you screaming in pleasure if not for the nearby pillow. he knows you like the back of his hand, almost studying your body in his younger days to find more ways to pleasure you more sufficiently.

"y/n-" he croaks out, doubling down and throwing himself against your body, hiding his face in the valley of your breasts as you clenched around him so tightly it caused his own orgasm. he stilled against you, cock sheathed entirely inside you, spilling his warm seed inside you as he held his own breath, cursing silently as you milked him so deliciously.

finally, he let go of the breath he was holding, his thighs slightly trembling as he held himself up as to not crush you. his cock, now limp, left the warm confirms of your core as he pulled away so he could lay down next to you. his arm wrapped around your shoulders, trying to pull you close to him until he was reminded of your baby bump.

you giggled at the way he fumbled to somehow get you flush against him, eventually getting comfortable into a position that had you on your still back while he was on his side, head resting against his neck while his arm laid over your chest.

"i love you." he whispered softly, nose inhaling deeply into the sweet scent of your hair as you slept. he listened quietly to the your soft snores, wanting to keep this moment locked, hidden away forever.

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[lanirawhoney]

Thinking about Hinata’s waist🫣

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[jomteaaa]

when it comes to you, tsukishima finds himself being protective of you without even trying.

he hears your worries about the same friend for maybe the hundredth time, about how they got mad at you for something incredibly harmless and for you being you. he rolls his eyes at your friend's overbearing insecurity and their lack of taste in people as he seemingly reads his book. he had suggested you find a better friend, but you insist they make you happy. he scoffs at that. he himself already makes you happy, why would you need someone else who can't even give you half the joy he does? he doesn't say that though, instead he insists in turn that he comes along with you the next time you two meet. he can already imagine yamaguchi surprised at him for volunteering to go to a social gathering.

"you won't scare them off?" you make him promise and as much as he wants to make them feel sorry for ever hurting you, he sighs and promises. on that day, he stands right behind you, keeping an eye out for every single interaction you have with your friend. you introduce kei, and his looming expression doesn't change. he sees their uncomfortable smile and avoiding of his gaze, and couldn't help but smirk. you nudge him with your elbow, and tsukishima ruffles your hair. "don't worry, pipsqueak." he says, keeping his voice low.

tsukishima isn't a fan of any sort of pda, but throughout the entire time, he makes sure to have some sort of physical contact with you. it could be an arm around your shoulders, or just rubbing soothing circles on the back of your hand. the last thing he wants is you feeling anxious about your friend, despite you assuring him you were perfectly ok. you know his well intentions, and at the end of the day when your friend has left, you treat him to strawberry shortcake.

"what's this?" he asks as he digs his fork into the cake. you intertwined your fingers with his free hand.

"just for you being, well, you." you grin and he melts like he always do when you smile at him. he gives you the first bite.

"you're gonna be the death of me, love."

#tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima kei fluff #haikyuu x reader #inspired by my current events #tsukki tries his best and i love him for it #i did this quiz that assigns you an anime twink boyfriend #completely not knowing tsukishima was one of the potential results #and i got him????? #IT's FATE Y'ALL #tsukishima being soft #is my roman empire #karasuno x reader

[yu2ki]

緑は私の好きな 🌿🍞

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[strawberrycheeks-and-glasses]

“Kei,” you whisper in his ear, waking up before him.

He’s laying on his side, his face, pressed into his pillow, relaxed and glowing in the moonlight that reaches through the window behind him. You don’t want to disturb his peaceful slumber, but he said he’d do anything for you.

And right now, you need him to keep his promise.

“Kei,” you sing his name. Brushing his long bangs off his forehead, neglected to focus on you and your needs, you press a soft kiss to his temple.

He hums against your touch, inhaling, deeply, though his nose. Slowly opening his eyes to reveal his sweet honey irises, he blinks at your smiling face.

“My love?” He says, his voice raspy and dry. “What time is it?” He swallows, turning in his back and rubbing his eyes with his long fingers.

“Midnight,” you whisper, cuddling up into his open arms.

“What has you awake?” He mumbles through a yawn. His eyes shut again, resting his head back into his pillow.

“You said if I needed anything I could wake you,” you remind him of his promise.

“And what do you need, love?” His fingers softly caress the curve of your shoulder, letting you know he’s here for whatever you need.

“Peanut butter,” you smile into his bare chest.

“Peanut butter?” He repeats, licking his dry lips.

“Yes, and maybe, a banana?” You look up at him, seeing his brows furrowed and his eyes still closed, he’s trying to process your requests in his sleeping brain.

“Peanut- oh!” His eyes fly open. “I see,” he laughs, putting two and two together. “Another midnight craving, huh?”

You nod against his shoulder as he turns his head to look at you, a small tired smile on his lips.

“Okay,” he sighs, shifting under you to sit up on the edge of the bed. “One order of peanut butter and a banana, coming right up.”

You watch from your side of the bed as he stretches his arms over his head, twisting his back and yawning into the late night. Flicking the bedside light on, he searches for his glasses, placing them on his face as he stands.

He looks down at you with tired eyes, and leans over his side of the bed to press a kiss to your forehead. Then moves down to kiss your stomach.

“Daddy will be right back with your snack, little one,” he smiles, petting your small bump.

“Daddy loves us,” you whisper to your bump as he walks out of your bedroom to find your midnight craving.

ao3 link

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[woorbi]

look so cute, look so pretty like ariana

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[comfortyart]

Happy Pride Month 🐠🐟🦈

#bdjskshdo #I am obsessed with fish and just #CAN YOU IMAGINE excited hinata dragging kageyama around #and Kageyama just soft and amazed and blushy from how cute hinata is #iughjejjej #bye #kagehina #kageyama tobio #hinata shouyou #art tag #haikyuu!!

[utahimeow]

ushi is so chew toy coded

he comes home from a run one day and he’s in a black compression shirt that you urged him to buy and god are you glad you did. your eyes lock onto his biceps, of course, which almost look like they’re bulging out of the sleeves.

“toshi, that shirt looks so good on you,” you tell him. you can almost see the outline of his six pack, and the way his pectorals stretch out the shirt a little.

“well, you did suggest i buy it, love, so i would hope so,” he replies, smiling softly as you stride towards him.

“like i literally just wanna…”

he doesn’t expect the way you take his arm, and bring his bicep to your mouth, and sink your teeth into it. you don’t do it hard or anything, just enough until you’re satisfied.

he’s puzzled, and he doesn’t hide that in his facial expression whatsoever. however he doesn’t have the heart to question you out loud. perhaps, he thinks, it’s equivalent to you kissing him. then again, why not just kiss him?

when you’ve had your fill, you blink up at him with an face he wants to keep in his mind forever.

“sorry, your arms look so biteable,” you explain.

“did you have fun?” he asks.

“i did, thank you,” you tell him, throwing your arms around his shoulders and pressing your lips to his.

it happens again when he gets out of the shower one evening. he walks into the living room where you’re watching some drama series, and he’s in sweats and nothing else. the tips of his hair are wet. he settles onto the couch next to you and in the corner of your eye, you see his pecs. plump. squishy.

“these look bigger,” you tell him, reaching over to squeeze one of them in your hand. “is that why you’ve been in the gym so much?”

“i’ve been going a normal amount i think,” he replies, unfazed by your groping.

“hmm,” you say, like you’re genuinely musing, and then with that you lean in to take his pec in your mouth.

this time wakatoshi chuckles with surprise, a short, deep rumble of laughter at the sensation of you nibbling at his skin.

“is this your… thing now?” he asks.

you sit back, smiling, a cat that got the cream. “mhm.”

after that he’s never safe from you ever again. his forearms, cheeks, neck, collarbones, thighs are all chewed on. he doesn’t complain though. he would never.

wakatoshi has struggled with intimacy and affection his entire life—it wasn’t something he came face to face with often. you, however, are showing him everything he’s missed out on. so now, every time you bite him, his heart flutters and he feels grateful.

#felt silly nd soft for him ok #wakatoshi ushijima x reader #ushijima x reader #ushijima fanfic #ushijima imagine #ushijima x you #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu fanfic #haikyuu x reader #꒰ love letters. ꒱ #꒰ secret admirers. ꒱ #꒰ lovers. ꒱ — ushijima

[jazzmasternot]

I love this character so much, I wanna get him pregnant….

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[i6eyes]

contains: nsfw, mentions of dildo, glass dildo, fem!reader sends a nude vid, creaming <33, angel as petname

sakusa doesn't like the idea of toys.

why would you need them? a hopeless silicone in a form of a dick wouldn't give you real pleasure is what he says. never will he admit that it tainted his pride when you asked him to buy you a toy, was he not doing .. good? he always made sure to make you cum before he does, always made sure to leave you shaking in overstimulation to the point of almost being deaf for a moment. he knows that he's pretty big too, so did you really need something bigger? you can barely take all of him either way. so why?

you responded to all of his wonderings with a video.

3:33, 3 minutes and 33 seconds of you bullying the prettiest glass dildo he's ever seen in his life into your already creaming cunt. a stream of white follows the valley of your ass, leaving a pool of mess underneath you. your face isn't visible in the video, but he can imagine the way your lips falls open to a silent scream, can practically see your eyes rolling back as you came around the toy. and god did his dick jumped when you pulled out the glass dildo. you look angelic, a gallop of cum drips out of your poor cunt as you come down from your high, your labored breathing being the last thing he heard as the video ended. 

since then, he uses the damned dildo to prep you for his dick. it would be a miracle if you didn't cum at least twice, but that's okay, sakusa only likes the best for his sweet angel. <3

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[khrysomallos]

imagining a playful kuroo tonight

the kinda type where he likes to “play wrestle”. but the catch here is, he lets you pin his wrists above his head when you finally straddle him. and when you make some snarky remark about winning, his devilish smirk only grows when he asks, “you sure about that?”

before you can answer, he’s flipped the positions, looking down at you with those playful eyes. sometimes you whine and give in, but other times you’ll keep resisting, twisting your hips and trying to get out of his hold. you know you’re done for when he holds your wrists with one hand, and the other hand begins to trail down your neck. slowly ghosting over your pulse, your collarbones.

then, his attack on your side begins. loud howls of laughter can be heard down the hall, indistinguishable which of you is laughing harder. he only stops when there’s tears forming in your eyes and you both are panting for breath. he’ll place a gentle kiss on your nose, then your forehead, then your lips before saying “i always win, baby”

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[ilylovelyz]

may i request soft comfort sex with suga ? <3

⍣ ೋ EVERYTHING

˚ · . sugawara x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ soft sex, marking, protected sex, slight dacryphilia, cockwarming

you're my everything my everything, everything

you softly sighed at the feel of your boyfriend's hands caressing your skin, goosebumps rising up and down your entire body.

"mmhm," you hummed, cheeks tingling when he leaned down to press a soft kiss against your jaw. you love the moments like these, the soft moments where it's just the two of you, doing nothing in particular except be in each other's embrace.

"feel good, baby?" he mumbled against your skin, his hips grinding softly into yours at such an angle it had you moaning, his tip pressing so deliciously against your sweet spot. "kou.. feels good.." you mewled, one of your hands finding purchase on the back of his hair, intertwining your fingers with his gray soft locks.

"yeah?" he purred, his lips pressing wet open mouthed kisses against your neck, occasionally suckling on and leaving red angry marks on the sensitive skin. "y'know i love you right?" he said, his hand coming up to squeeze at your breast.

"love you too kou," you moaned out, your hips grinding against his rhythmically, throwing your head back when his tip became flush with the opening of your cervix. "just love you, only you." he groaned, his other free hand sliding down the skin of your abdomen, going further until his finger-pads were pressing against your throbbing clit.

his words tightened the knot within your stomach, feeling nothing but bliss because of his induced pleasure on you. he was attacking every single one of your soft spots, it made it impossible for you to focus on one thing for long before he had your eyes rolling back to your skull.

"you're my everything, i love you so much," he muttered out, his soft grinding soon turning into something more fast and intense, his cock throbbing inside of your tight cunt. his lips detached from your neck, his hand releasing your breast to tilt your head to the side, his lips pressing against yours.

it felt like magic, the room turning much into a hotbox, the two of you practically shared the same air as you gasped into each other's mouths, tongues dancing slowly with one another. "kou, i'm gonna cum," you whined against his lips, tilting your head away from his when shyness took over you, a stray pleasurable tear running down your cheek.

he chucked lightly against your cheek, his hand wiping away your fat tear, "you're so cute, i love you so much."

with another roll of his hips against yours, you came, eyes clenching shut as your senses were overwhelmed by nothing but deep pleasure and bliss. his hips stuttered against yours as your cunt had a vice grip on his cock, throwing his head into your neck as he spilled his load into the condom.

the two of you laid in your post-orgasmic bliss, his cock still sheathed in your sensitive core. his face remained in the crook of your neck, his lips still pecking lightly against the skin there. "'m, i love you."

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[emmyrosee]

Admittedly, Akaashi is an extremely forgetful man.

Scatterbrained, he prefers to call it, says it’s from a few too many volleyballs accidentally aimed at his skull from his old teammates, and he’s adamant it’s not because he’s just plain forgetful.

He picks up pans and trays that are fresh from the oven, unsurprisingly getting burned. He doesn’t know which anniversary you celebrate -meeting, officially dating or when he proposed- and he asks you every time one of those dates rolls around if you want to celebrate it. He has no clue what he did with the good set of pens you bought him for his birthday, and he becomes furious whenever he tries to think of where they may have gone.

He says they probably got stolen at work. He knows you know better.

But there is a few things Keiji remembers like the back of his hand- like how when he’s on his way home, you asked him to pick up some soy sauce for dinner. And, when you’re mad, he knows that if you’re emotional, you want ice cream, and physical, you want flowers.

He knows your shoe size, the names of the members of your family, the toppings you like on pizza and crackers, how you take your coffee and what time you want him to wake you up in the morning, even as you swat at him to go away.

Keiji knows when you want him to listen, or when you need advice, he knows which of his shirts are your favorite so they’re readily available for you to steal. He knows what spot you prefer on the couch when you watch tv, and he knows exactly how to make everything in your every day life just a little bit easier to navigate.

And Keiji isn’t above reminding himself of these things as you stare, amused across the table, as he digs around his backpack for his phone to show you the incredibly friendly dog he passed on the train home to you.

“I swear I had it,” he grumbles.

You offer him a shrug, “maybe you left it on the train.”

“God, please don’t put it out in the universe,” he nearly whines, bluest of eyes looking up at the ceiling in worry. “Can you please call it for me?”

“Sure!” With that, you take out your phone and immediately call his, his digging hands only pausing to answer the phone ringing just on the other side of his dinner plate.

He, of course, in true Keiji fashion, answers it swiftly, with a brow cocked at you. “Why are you calling me?”

You smile and shake your head lovingly, “found your phone.”

“Where-“ he cuts himself off before hanging up and burying his face in his hands, realizing just how ridiculous the scene must have looked. “Oh.”

“Yeah oh,” you tease, and you laugh at the expense of his reddening cheeks and the groan he lets out behind his hands.

Scatterbrained, sure. He’d probably lose his head if it wasn’t attached to him.

But he’s always grateful to have you bring what’s lost, back to him.

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[owlyflufff]

“I can’t help falling in love with you”

a soft and sweet bokuaka commission made by the lovely kejiyaa21 

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