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bokutizer · 1 year

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you should not take it to heart. he's frustrated. tired. he doesn't mean it. it's not his heart that's speaking but rather his ego. (a damaged one at that too.)

nonetheless, you are aware that atsumu's current situation, as delicate as it may be, is still not an excuse to lash out on you like that. sure, his ankle injury was uncalled for especially now that the season is at its highest peak but still, it is not an excuse.

atsumu's pleading voice behind you is drowned out by the venomous words which he had spat at you a few moments prior, replaying inside your head like a broken record. it's only when you finally finish putting your shoes on, ripping your jacket off the coat-hook that the sound of a sudden crash gets your attention, forcing you to turn around.

"please don't run away from me when I can't run after you." his voice is hoarse as he speaks. you feel your eyes prick with fresh tears, these ones however evoked by his pain instead of yours. because seeing the loud, boisterous miya atsumu slumped against the doorframe, keeping his weight on his unharmed leg, with that desperate and dark gloom in his eyes- you don't have the heart to simply leave him standing there. not in his current condition. not with the way you both look at each other. not with that tiny piece of silver wrapped around your ring finger.

"what are you doing, you idiot?" and atsumu sighs deeply at that, because those same words are usually uttered before you fix something. and the way that you say them, the warmth that seeps out of your voice as your pouty lips form around the word idiot, and that cute eye-roll of yours-

you'll fix it together. he thinks.

you hastily slip out of your shoes before striding back towards him, picking the little side table up he accidentally knocked over and placing it back beside the couch. "you have to rest your leg."

#just some random scenario I came up with today but was too lazy to elaborate #atsumu miya #miya atsumu #atsumu x y/n #atsumu x reader #atsumu angst #atsumu x you #atsumu scenarios #atsumu fic #atsumu drabble #atsumu fluff #miya atsumu x reader #hq atsumu #haikyuu atsumu

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catkettle · 26 days

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he's showing off his island

#GUESS WHOS BACK #you guessed right #my favs <3 #ive been so desperate to draw them #also i pulled a random villager from my ass #idk who mattsun reminds me of #anyway #my art #haikyuu!!#hq!!#matsuhana #hanamaki takahiro #matsukawa issei

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ninefuckingoneone-ssideblog · 1 year

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Brooooo I can't stop thinkin bout yandere prince Sakusa Kiyoomi

But but with a twist yn is also a princess anddddd they're siblings. Well half siblings, the king likes to mess around as always. Up until now you were the only heir to the throne but Sakusa's presence, as another royal with claims to the throne has raised an uproar.

Sakusa is sceptical, his origins weren't clear to you; though proved to be the king's son, but the way you behaved wasn't something he could put a finger on. His predictions of your reaction to his appearance had gone wrong and his curiosity was peaked. For his own sake more than not, you're all but the biggest threat to his position.

That is until Sakusa spends more time in the palace observing you, he starts doing this to assess you and figure out your weaknesses. But it almost feels like your delighted by his presence? Or not? It's like you're playin a game with him. He couldn't truly pinpoint what is was you're thinking. Or maybe he's just thinking too much about you...

Anyways fastforward to yn happily handing over the throne to him. And that is when he comes to the realization that you've always hated the idea of being bound to this place. That all those times you've happily put up the competitive streaks against him to establish power whether in academics or other sectors, were more to make him a better king for the throne than to take the control back from him.

You've long before accepted him and made a point to tease him about being your adorable little brother giving you a run for your money. And believe it or not you've both came to care for eachother in an unspoken manner of sort. Only that Sakusa's care ran deeper, darker more sinister than something your "lovely brother" should be harbouring for you.

But it's okay though, he has all the time in the world now that he's king. That was until you decide to announce your resignation from state affairs and royalty, he's not sure if that's even possible but he's not letting it be anytime soon either.

You weren't oblivious, being a princess could hardly allow for that. Though very subtle, the signs that Kiyoomi's affections were growing beyond what a brotherly love should extend to, you were quick to deduct the message behind it.

Your leasurely library sessions with him slowly turned to his chest pressed against your back, a firm hand on your hip as a guise of helping you reach the very book you set yesterday on an entirely different shelf. Dark curls brushing against your neck as he leans down unnecessarily close to place the book in your hands

And comfortable meals you used to share with him turned intense. His obsidian eyes drank in your form as if it wasn't only the food he wished to devour.

Sparring lessons were the worst. Considering how it used to be your favourite. Back when you used to playfully smack and poke around him to get a raise out of his normally well kept attitude. He used to be the same size as you and constantly trying his hardest to overpower your sneaky tricks, Huffing to keep up. Sakusa clearly was only trained to show not fight, and when you did successfully pin his sword down, dagger held to his neck. You told him how he can't ever expect people to play fair, so he should learn to do the same.

And you did come to regret it, eventually. Because now your spars have turned way too physical; as if he's actively trying to keep you pinned against his relatively much larger frame. As if he's making it way more apparent how much he's grown in ways more than one. The fact that you're smaller frame fits almost too well against him as he flips your dagger back against your own neck and pins you roughly to the tree.

Chests pressed together and his thighs forcefully make way between your legs, his weight holds you in place rendering you immobile. And even after your attempts at easying away from his hold, the intense gaze he locks you with, tells you he's not playin fair anymore. The dark lust building in his eyes is far from letting you leave. Ever.

And it was that you need to leave.

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tactax-art · 1 year

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Soap on his way to give everyone on 141 a boner.

(for @appleciderp)

#johnny soap mactavish #soap mactavish #cod #cod mwii #cod mw2 #mwii #john soap mactavish #thats clan mactavish tartan btw #not just random tartan #also i love making his 'hawk longer than it is but shhhhh #its the the Aesthetic™#i referenced from the blurriest fucking pinterest thumbnail #cause it wouldnt open the fucking picture #and didnt have patience for boots to the boots are Meh buuuuut #who cares not me #gonna replace that closeup with a HQ one tomorrow

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flyhighpjct · 23 days

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random haikyuu icons

⤹ se gostar, dê like e/ou reblog. / if you like it, give it a like and/or reblog.

⤹ créditos são apreciados. / credits are appreciated.

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simelune · 1 year

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if there was one thing jeanie looked forward to every holiday, it was getting to spend the whole break with her grandma.

jeanie never really got along with her parents... grandma just always got it, y'know? but when she started high school, her parents wanted her to get serious about her future and the visits to her favorite person in the whole universe came to a stop.

then came the phone call. jeanie had dropped out of university, she stopped talking to her friends, spending all day in bed away from the world. all she wanted to do was go back to the hot summer nights of dancing in the living room to granny's collection of the best records.

she only learned a few days ago that her grandma had left the house in willow creek to her, and it was the only place that felt like home.

inspired by this and this.

#got a lil emotional making this LMAO- also click for hq!!#i placed mapanou's foundry cove down and im so exciteddd #ts4 #the sims 4 #simblr #*rlc #*jeanie #ig a lil background for jeanie :') im going to attempt the random legacy challenge (again) and this time hopefully stick to it <3

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cost-fine-produce-black · 2 days

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https://heather-685.ludgu.top/xk/K7oj4vR

#enemies to lovers #hq x reader #wang yibo #green lantern #webtoon #yoongi x reader #anime boy #bd/sm dom #random bios #danielley ayala #gooning #hilarious

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fanfic-gallery · 11 days

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manger's random tots #8 [ NSFW MDNI ]

|| cw (dead dove) : implications of stalking, spying

» manager's note: with the trending of the milkman over all my social media nowadays, i've decided not to hop on this train- but instead, write about some other type of pretty boy with a low paying profession (no, this is not a 'that's not my neigbour' fic, thank you) hope you guys enjoy...? (i had the idea him being an oc in mind but you can slap whatever character you want <3)

the neighbourhood mailman; absolute sweetheart, can do no wrong- sometimes giving away small little treats and nick-nacks along side the letters, pulling off light tricks and pranks to gargle a laugh or two, trying to brighten people's days.

yet, most don't seem too kind about his selfless gestures; impatient and grumpy bastards telling him off, yelling at him to knock it off with his piercing bike bell and 'nice guy' act.

on days like those, the only thing that seemed to be his light at the end of the tunnel, after gurgitating hours of cycling about under pretty harsh weathers, being chased off walk-way after walk-way... was you, his last patron of each day.

you weren't one of the first few in his delivery route; yet, you barely lived far down, so why is it that you were always his last? "...don't know... your letters always seemed to be at the bottom of the pile~" is what he claims; when in truth, he just wishes to spend the rest of his late-evening chatting your ear off with fun little misadventures he had during the past week.

he felt... cherished for once in his life; not someone needing to deal with the sour attitudes of people when they're all huffy or some boy-toy, taking his acts of service as an invitation to go running their hands all over him. he loved how he could play around, joke and complain without having the need to refrain himself. he felt... alive.

so it was to no one's surprise that he developed a massive crush on you; always giving you a little extra compared to the other townsfolk. full length handwritten letters, extra savings of candy and snacks he's been distributing that day, that box of pastries you seemed to have been eyeing up for the last few days or that prize you didn't manage to win during on one of your latest trips to the arcade.

seems light-hearted enough, right? if only you knew what other little treats he placed within your regular delivery... envelopes holding typed-letters; pouring his love for you over the many, many pages... each line, each paragraph... sometimes even rambling off into tangents- tangents of what he had been dreaming to do to you since day one... since the day you noticed his pains and took upon yourself to heal him back up.

yet, these sick fantasizes, these twisted thoughts on paper- you never blamed him for it, why would you went the initials signing off the letters eerily matched the creep that lived a few houses down from yours, who always seemed to have brought themselves false hope in charming you even after you said no.

no... you would never blame the innocent, naive mailman who's barely paid enough to suffer from verbal abuse every day of his life; barely having the funds to keep a himself together; yet, still cherished the happiness of others over his own.

maybe that's why you always seemed to accept his 'lustrous' gifts, especially that medium-sized stuffed bunny he so graciously sewed for you for valentine's to rid you of your loneliness. its soft yet limp body still laying on your bed, oblivious of the shine behind its dull black spheric eyes.

"...hah... hah...~" lustful eyes smiling as his flushed features melted against the monochrome screen he's stuck himself to, body trembling with each stroke of his throbbing cock, relishing in the soft breaths as you slept, spurring more pre to drip down his plush thighs, drenching the ground beneath his cheap desk chair. "...soon... soon, my love... i'll tell you the truth..."

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kazumist · 8 months

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“go to sleep.”

“i will in a bit.”

kuroo lets out another sigh; that was also your response to him two hours earlier. he knows how important academics are for you, and he supports you for it. but does he support you sacrificing your sleep and meals to achieve your dreams? absolutely not!

“you also said that earlier.”

“you did? i don’t remember.” you reply, not even bothering to look at him as you continued on working. he leans against the door frame with his arms crossed, just watching you and listening to the sounds of you typing away on your keyboard.

after a good few minutes of thinking about what he should do, kuroo decides to pick you up from your seat and carry you to bed. “hey! i wasn’t done yet—”

“you need to sleep.” he says, putting you down to tuck you in bed.

“i’m perfectly fine, tetsu.”

“no, you’re not. when was the last time you properly slept? your ten minute naps don’t count, by the way.” he asks.

“uhm…”

okay, he got you there. the last time you properly slept was probably thursday, and it’s literally sunday now. “see?” kuroo always knew you like the back of his hand, so it’s really no surprise that he knew all of this.

“fine, you win, but let me just finish what i was working on—”

“no.”

“please?”

“no.”

“tetsu, plea—”

“did you know that sleep deficiency is actually linked to many chronic health problems, including heart disease, kidney disease, high blood pressure, diabetes, stroke, obesity, and depression? it’s also linked to a higher chance of injury in adults, teens, and children. so please go to sleep.”

what the fuck? is he seriously going to be nerdy with you now, of all times?

“tetsu, literally what the hell are you on about now?”

“i’m not yet done. anyway, as i was saying, if you skip a night's sleep, your mental function and mood will significantly decline the next day. and apparently, according to the CDC, being awake for 18 hours causes a similar mental impairment as having a blood alcohol content of 0.05 percent, and being awake for 24 hours is equivalent to 0.10 percent. so technically, skipping sleep is the equivalent to being drunk.” he continues.

if this is your boyfriend’s way of making you sleep, then it’s working. because as much as you love to listen kuroo ramble and act all nerdy, you would really love it more if he were to shut up right now instead.

“okay, okay, fine! i’ll sleep. so please shut up about the effects of the lack of sleep.” you said with a defeated sigh. “that’s more like it.” he replies with a grin, leaning himself closer to give you a quick kiss.

what would you do without him?

a/n: thank u alu (@moonltwltz) for the random google result bc if it weren't for your msg i probably never would've thought of this 😭 @i23kazu here you go! you wanted to be tagged so c:

#( rambles )#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo fluff #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu imagines #hq fluff #this is so random HELP ME but i thought it was a funny idea ok

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solargrove · 10 months

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not gonna argue with a lady with big brown eyes like ok whatever u say beautiful

#ts4 #ts4 cas #this totally is a random sim #i'm definitely not planning on starting a legacy with her #click for hq #ts4 create a sim #ts4 portrait #my sims

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strawberrycheeks-and-glasses · 9 months

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Wakatoshi Does as He’s Told

Ushijima Wakatoshi x f!reader

Rated E 18+ | MDNI

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“Toshi,” you sing his name from the bedroom as you hear him enter the apartment.

“Love?” He calls. He hears you but, didn’t her where your sweet voice came from.

“In here,” you direct him, fixing your hair and making sure you look good for him.

As he steps into your shared bedroom he drops his gym bag, clenching his jaw as his eyes take in your almost naked body splayed out your bed. Pressing your body back into the bedsheets, you let him drink you in.

“Welcome home, Toshi,” you smile up at him.

You know that your Wakatoshi is the strong, silent type and his gentle nature made you feel safe in his arms. That’s what made you fall in love him. But he has never been one to initiate anything, and you’ve learned that when you want him, you have to show him.

And he absolutely <em>loves</em> the way you show him. Seeing you in your sexy little stockings and tiny little thong, both of which he’s going to rip off of you in the next ten seconds.

“Well?” You coo, urging him to hurry up and get naked. “Do you like what you see?”

Striping off all of his clothing he walks up to the edge of the bed, grabbing your thighs and pulling you down until your hips are flush with his.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” you giggle.

Kneeling down between your knees, Wakatoshi kisses your thighs above your stockings. Licking up a stipe towards your sweet little cunt, he pulls you into him, burying his face in your warmth.

“God, I’ve missed you,” you moan, running your fingers through his thick brown hair. “Two weeks is too long, baby, I don’t think I can go that long without you again,” you whimper.

He looks up at you through his long lashes from between your thighs and smiles into the small patch of fabric that barely hides his prize. Taking the thin string between his teeth, he easily tears it in half and pushes aside.

“Yes, Toshi, take what you want,” you pant above him, feeling his warm tongue lick into your slit.

Wakatoshi does as he’s told, moaning into you, sending vibrations surging through your body. He’s never said it out loud before, but this is his favorite part. Tasting your candy sweet cunt and tongue fucking you into oblivion as his hands lightly trail up your body and play with your nipples.

He loves the sounds you make, the way you moan his name and scream and whine when he does something that you like. Fuck, it gets him so hard, he’s already leaking on his own thigh.

Sucking your sensitive clit, he feels your body twitch and your hand grips his hair. He growls at the feeling, and with that, you’re cumming in his mouth. Your delicious juices flowing down his throat as he licks and sucks you through your orgasm.

“Fuck, Toshi,” you pant. “You’re so fucking good at that, baby. Stand up, it’s my turn,” you instruct him.

He does as he’s told. Standing at the edge of the bed, his hard, leaking cock throbbing, waiting for you to do what you want to him.

Sitting on your knees at the edge of the bed, you slowly, lean into him, licking the pre off the tip as he hisses above you.

“Do you want my mouth, Toshi?” You ask him, sweetly, knowing the answer.

“Mhmm,” he hums, nodding his head as he watches you wrap your lips around his cock.

He groans. The warmth of your mouth around him has him dizzy with need as you slowly take as much of him as you can to the back of your throat, which is barley half of him. It’s okay though, you make up for it with your hands and the way you hollow your cheeks as you suck his tip.

Wakatoshi has always been quiet in the bedroom. Only grunting or growling, humming or just nodding, which doesn’t bother you. You know what he likes and what he wants. And what he wants is for you to shout and whine and scream his name. He wants to hear how good he’s doing. Wants to hear how much you love sucking his dick. Slurping on him, choking and gagging on his massive cock. And you do, you put on a show for him, all the while loving every second of it.

Popping off his cock with a wet sound you know he loves, you look up at him. His big brown eyes staring down at you intensely, begging for more.

“Don’t move, Toshi,” you tell him, crawling up the bed and turning around on all fours. “I want to feel you in me.”

He doesn’t move. Just watches you with needy eyes as you line his cock up to your slippery hole behind you.

“God, I’ve missed you inside me, baby,” you coo as you slowly sink down the tip of his cock, olding still as you adjust around him stretching you open. You haven’t taken him in two week so your walls are tight around his thick cock, taking your time to slide down him as much as you can.

Wakatoshi grunts as you push yourself down on him, watching as your tight little pussy flutters around his dick, his mouth is watering at just the sight of your plush ass cheeks spread open for him. Giving him a glimpse at your tiny asshole.

Wakatoshi isn’t a hands on kind of lover. He lets you do all of the work, taking what you want and letting you get off as many times as you can before he even thinks about cumming.

Keeping his hands clasped behind his back he enjoys the show as you fuck back against him. Pushing into his cock as deep as you can take it and then shuttering around him as you cum again.

“Fuck, Toshi,” you scream. “So good!” You collapse into the bedsheets. Quivering and panting against them.

Watching as you regain your strength and pound back onto him, he can’t help but groan. Seeing your ass bounce and jiggle, he almost reaches out to smack it, but holds back. He’s too scared to hurt you. Whacking volleyballs is his job and if he’s honest, he doesn’t know his own strength, so he keeps his hands behind his back, letting you whimper and whine for his touch.

“Tease my hole, Toshi,” you beg, reaching behind you and rubbing a finger around your puckering asshole. “Please baby? I want you to.”

Hesitantly, Wakatoshi reaches out to grip your ass, shaking it and juggling it around his cock feels so fucking good. Do what you asked of him, Wakatoshi uses his thumb to rub soft circles around your hole as you fuck back into him.

Looking back at him over your shoulder, he sees your eyes go cross eyed and you moan so loudly, he feels it on the tip of his cock.

Fuck, if he had known he could do this to you this whole time, he’s have done it ages ago. The way your hot cunt tightens around him with each passing circle has him going weak in the knees. As badly as he wants to keep this up, he’s about to collapse.

Stepping back from you, sliding out of you, he hears you whine for his cock to be back in you.

“Come back baby, please, I need it,” you shake your ass in front of him. Feeling empty without him in you.

“I want to see you,” he says in his deep gruff voice as he walks over and lays on his back in the bed above you.

Quickly crawling up to his waist, you easily sink back down on him again, moaning at the feeling of him filing you up again.

“God, Toshi, you’re gonna make cum again,” you gasp above him.

He allows himself to hold you, loosely, at your hips. Feeling you grind down on him and your warm skin under his callused fingertips has him seeing stars. He has to hold back, has to let you finish before he can, but you’re making it so difficult this time.

Tightening around him, clenching your walls on his cock he feels himself pressing deep into you, he’s doing everything he can to not cum yet.

“Toshi!” You shout his name as you cum on his dick. Your slick dripping down and pooling his hips.

Collapsing onto his chest, you pant into his mouth, kissing him sweetly as you calm down from your high.

“Toshi?” You whisper in his ear, still slowly rolling your hips down on his cock. You’re so sensitive but you know it’s his turn. “I want you to cum in me,” you kiss into his hair. “Will you do that for me?”

Normally, he pulls out of you, squirting on your back or ass or face, god he loves finishing on your pretty little face. But now you want him inside of you and fuck if he’s not ready to bust right then and there at the way you beg him to empty his load into you.

“Please,” you stare down at him, lovingly.

Blissed out and barely able to focus, you gasp for air as he grips your hips a little tighter, moving them faster. His rough hands pushing and pulling you as ride his dick.

“That’s right, Toshi,” you wince with pleasure. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want-“ he pants. Struggling to stay focused; he’s so close. “I want you on your back,” he says.

Quickly sliding off him you switch positions and he’s on his knees between your legs, shoving his dick right back in your fucked out little pussy. He pushes your thighs up to your chest as he leans down to see your face.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, pressing his lips to your jaw as you wrap your arms around his strong back.

Plowing deep into you, he feels your walls pulse around him, as you moan in his ear how good he feels.

“Cum for me Toshi,” you press into his shoulder as your last orgasm rips though your exhausted body.

He does as he’s told and cums, hot and sticky, deep inside of you. Throbbing in you, sending shockwaves through you, making you moan and quiver underneath him.

Pressing his forehead to yours, you both stay like that. Catching your breath, your limp body melts into the bedsheets. Toshi’s massive body engulfs yours as he holds himself up on his elbows.

“Love?” He nudges his nose to your cheek, pressing a soft kiss.

“Yes, Toshi?” You smile up at him with half lidded eyes.

“Why, this time?” He asks, his voice is so small, so quiet that you almost didn’t hear him.

He’s so sweet. So, loving, you can’t help but giggle.

“Don’t you want little, yous and mes, waddling around to greet you when you come home, Toshi?”

His eyes widen at you, and a bright smile creeps on his face at the thought of starting a family with you.

“Yes, god, yes,” he peppers you with kisses all over your face, making you laugh even more.

“Well then, Toshi,” smirk up at him. “Put a baby inside of me,” you tell him.

And with that, your husband does as he’s told.

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#idk I just had a random craving for that fat ushi D ok????#ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima smut #ushijima x y/n #ushijima x reader #ushijima x you #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu fanfiction #my fic #hq #Haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x you

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