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educatedsimps · 2 years

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hey there!!!!

could y’all write about meian meeting his wife for the first time? like how that encounter led to them falling in love and eventually getting married? maybe like a neighbour and older brother’s friend kind of au??

thanks a bunch, hope that it’s okay for me to request!! I love your works 😍😘

Request - My Love, My Life

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Meian Shūgo x f!reader

includes: FLUFF, timeskip spoilers (kinda?), neighbour au, big brother's best friend au, engagement uwu

wc: 1.2k words!

a/n: HAHAH NO WORRIES, MY DEAR!! Thank you for this cute and fluffy request :D came just in time cuz I was also thinking of writing something for everyone's favourite man. Hope that you'll enjoy this!! -Jo

It seemed that everywhere Meian Shūgo looked, it was always the same person captivating him.

You, his best friend's younger sister. You, his childhood friend and the adorable little princess next door. You, the plague of his life.

Meian was but a wee little boy of three when you entered the world seven days prior to his third birthday. He knows because he was having a playdate at home, with your older brother in attendance, as well as several other kindergarten friends of his.

He remembers it as clear as day. His parents were excited at the birth of a new baby in the neighbourhood, and they were also close friends of your parents. Your brother was also rushed to the hospital with your grandparents as your mother conceived you laboriously. Your father was already at your mother's side as you emerged, a baby of three point seven kilogrammes, with a pinkish hue to your pudgy little cheeks.

Meian had the opportunity to see the miracle of life at the age of three. Although he could only see you through the glass panels, he knew that he would grow to love you, and to cherish you.

You were finally a decade old.

Thirteen-year-old Meian was plagued by your presence. A tiny child of ten who often intruded into his time with your older brother, be it studying simple geometry or playing computer games, you were always there.

Back then, your voice was rather annoying, Meian would think. He was rather glad that he had younger brothers. They didn't speak as much, or scream or squeal as much.

Despite all that, Meian always knew that he had a soft spot for you. He could never say no to you, nor ignore you like an older brother would.

But, that's who he's supposed to be, right? Just another older brother of yours though the both of you were technically unrelated by blood?

He was barely a teenager, still considered a young boy.

He would wait until he's older to think about all that.

Meian had made his decision. He would avoid you as much as he could from now on.

You had blossomed into a bright young lady at the age of seventeen. Every time he saw you, inexplicable emotions would rouse within him, making him feel vulnerable and partially hopeless.

He was now a boy of twenty, a university student with a scholarship in volleyball. He had plans to become a professional volleyball player. And if that didn't work out, he could bounce back on his double degrees of accountancy and business.

He couldn't imagine that other life though. Sitting behind a screen in some fancy office doing paperwork. Boring, mundane stuff.

He recalls an interesting encounter with you in his third year of university.

He was seated in a café near school, earphones plugged into his ears while he was typing out digits on an Excel spreadsheet. He hadn't even noticed your presence until you tugged his headphones out in a most unladylike manner.

The sun's rays were highlighting the floral patterns of your summer dress and the distinct brown of your plaited hair. And then, he saw you frown.

Uh oh.

"Why have you been avoiding me? It's the holidays but you've yet to come say hi. Is it because of school? Or did you have an argument with my brother? Or are you mad at me? Cuz if you are, I don't know what I've done but I'm sorry and I just want things to go back to normal," you said that all in one breath.

Meian merely adjusted his spectacles while absorbing all the questions you'd suddenly bombarded him with.

Then, it hit him. You were now twenty. You were now in university.

You were now right in front of him.

"Y- y/n? What are you doing here?" Meian's confused expression and mildly amused smile unravelled something within you. The corners of his lips had tilted upward, a glint of pleasant surprise evident in his eyes.

Fiddling with the sleeves of your floral sundress, you settled into the grey armchair across Meian and took a deep breath. "Actually, I- I have something to tell you," Meian watched as you trembled slightly beneath his gaze.

Your lips were rosy from how much you were nibbling on them. Meian had noticed that. Now thinking of taking you into his arms and hugging you tightly, Meian sighed as he removed his spectacles, his attention now set entirely upon you.

You weren't looking at his face. You were nervous, was what he had deduced. You eventually looked up and glanced into his eyes, your pupils sparkling with newfound confidence, cheeks pink as cherry blossoms. "I love you. And I have, since our childhood. I- I actually had a whole speech on how I could have said this to you, but just seeing you again after so long... It made me forget the words I had planned to say." "I know that you probably see me as, well, a younger sister, but I don't see you as an older brother. I see you as the kind boy who had helped me in all my years of life, a confidant of mine, and someone I wish to spend the rest of my life with. I know that you'll be graduating soon, and you may not reciprocate my feelings for you, but I just wanted to tell you first lest I lost my opportunity to do so after you've left uni." Meian took approximately three seconds to digest everything you had just said.

Then he stood up, arms stretched out to bring you into his warm embrace. Now that he had you, he'll never let go of you ever again. That was his conviction, as he gazed lovingly into your eyes before pressing his lips against yours. I love you too.

It's been three years since Meian has gone pro and your final year of university.

Three years of dating with a lifetime's worth of memories shared between the two of you. It had been a wild ride for the both of you, Meian thought in hindsight. Glancing once again at the engagement ring he had gotten for you, he grinned before sliding the tiny box back into his pocket.

Today was the day he had first met you - your birthday.

Glancing back into your childhood home where you and your family members and close friends were conversing excitedly at your small, intimate birthday bash, he made his way back to your side.

All you could visualise was Meian getting onto one knee in his immaculate tux, large hands opening a small velvet box as an intricate diamond ring was revealed to you. Exuberant cheers sounded all around you before Meian opened his mouth to ask,

"Will you marry me, my love?"

Of course, you said yes! to him.

I love you, Meian Shugo, my love and my life.

PS: sorry this took so long but thank you for your patience, anon :”)) we love you so much! We've all been super busy with school but I hope that you'll enjoy this chapter after so long :) - Jo and Lyssa (p.s. sorry, was in emo mode while typing this out -Jo)

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dira333 · 1 month

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Not an easy job - Meian Shugo x Reader

A/N: On my to collect all the Haikyuu characters. - Domestic, a lil bit of angst and a lot of fluff. established relationship. - Tagging @emmyrosee because she loves Meian

“URRRGH!” The sound comes from deep within your chest. If a sound can perfectly encapsulate a feeling, it’s this. It feels freeing to let it out, so you do it again, feel it vibrate in your throat.

The door creaks open. Shūgo peeks his head through.

“Are you okay, baby?” He asks and you shake your head. At that, he pushes the door open and steps inside your office. The loose sweats and his favorite graphic Tee make him look comfy and at ease, a stark difference to your office attire. It’s a Sunday, but an important work meeting has had you holed up in your office instead of your husband’s arms.

“Do you wanna take a break?” He asks, settling on the corner of your desk. It looks a little ridiculous, how he’s perched there, only one asscheek fitting onto the tiny corner. You’re pretty sure he’s doing it to make you smile, a reminder of when you put the office together and he kept climbing onto your desk in ridiculous outfits, trying to get your attention.

“Absolutely, but I still need to fix this mess. The supplier isn’t answering any calls, IT has no clue where the bug is located and I have no clue what I can do, just that I have to fix this, and-”

“Baby,” Shūgo interrupts you gently, his large hands cupping your face. “You need a break. Come, have a cup of coffee with me. We can strategize together.”

“What I need…” you huff, frustration still simmering in your veins, “... is a different job. Something easy, where I don’t need my brain. Something like your job.”

Hurt flashes over his face. You regret your words even before they leave your mouth, but they still slip out.

It used to be a funny joke at the beginning of your relationship, but after a particularly awful loss, Shūgo had confided in you that he no longer found it funny. It’s not an easy job to be a pro athlete, even less when you’re the Captain and everyone sees you as the one responsible for losing a game.

You’d understood it then, but somehow, after years of not even thinking about it, the words still have a mind of their own.

“I’m sorry,” you rush to say just as he opens his mouth. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“How did you mean it?” Shūgo asks. The tone of his voice tells you exactly how hurt he really is. But he’s still the man you married, the man you fell in love with, who never fails to hear you out.

You sigh and close your Laptop with a click. You need to focus on your husband for this.

“When you tell me about the Shenanigans you get in at work it feels like you’ve got a whole crew having your back. It seems like there’s nothing you can do that would make them lose faith in you while my team just waits for me to make a mistake.”

His right hand reaches out and you lean into it, letting the warmth seep into your skin. His eyes are open and vulnerable.

“You make it look so easy, Shūgo.”

“It’s not.”

“I know.” You get out of your chair and step a little closer, in between his legs until your face is pressed against his broad chest. He wraps his arms around you like it’s second nature. Maybe it is. “I wouldn’t survive a day in your job. And I don’t just mean the physical aspect of it. Bokuto’s the only one who listens to me.”

“Ah, I think you could convince Sakusa too. Miya, on the other hand, would be too much of a drama queen for you.”

“I agree.” You nod into his chest. “Can you forgive me for my stupid comment?”

“I can,” he presses a kiss to your temple. “If you promise not to do it again.”

“I’ll do my very best,” you reach out your hand and lift your pinky. “Pinky promise. It slipped out on accident, but I want to do better.”

His pinky links with yours. His other arm slips under your ass.

Before you know it, you’re airborne.

“What are you doing?” You ask, unable to keep from giggling when he moves the two of you toward the doorway.

“Getting you a break. We’re going to discuss that problem at work. I’m sure there’s a solution we can try.”

You don’t argue against it. Instead, you cuddle into his warmth and tell him what you should have said a little earlier.

“I love you.”

This barbecue is nothing to be messed with.

You’re wearing one of Shūgo’s old shirts, one that even he won’t miss. Your fingertips are covered in a sticky, yet delicious sauce and your mouth is filled with tender meat. Shūgo’s grinning from one ear to the other, not even bothering to hide the fact that he’s taking pictures of you looking like a chipmunk.

You swallow and point the gnawed-off bone at him. “I can’t eat all of this alone! Also, what’s the point in me treating you to Barbecue if all you do is take pictures?”

“I can’t help it,” he defends himself, “You’re too cute!”

You lean in for a kiss and he meets you halfway. When you pull away, his mouth is covered in the same delicious sauce and it reminds you of the early days of your relationship when you used to wear bright red lipstick. Now that you’re thinking about it, that did look amazing on you. Maybe you should buy yourself a few.

“Babe?” Shūgo’s voice interrupts your silent shopping, “Your phone is ringing.”

Out of instinct, you move to wipe your hands. The caller ID tells you that it's a work call. For a second, you’re tempted to take it. After all, you should probably hear if your solution worked out.

But then, you put it down and return to your plate of ribs.

“Are you not going to take it?”

“No,” you shake your head and take a bite, “It’s Sunday night and I told everyone I wasn’t going to be available.”

You don’t miss the proud smile on his face. His knee knocks into yours and you smile.

“But let’s go back,” you urge when your heart feels like it can’t handle any more mush, “You were telling me about Bokuto’s new attack when you started playing Paparazzi. What was that about?”

“Oh, well, you know how he likes to do cross spikes? He figured out…”

#my writing #Meian x reader #meian shugo #msby x reader #team msby #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyu!#haikyuu!#meian fluff

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sassycheesecake · 9 months

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A/N: Some people wanted a part 2 of this Atsumu X pregnant!Reader Story where Atsumu doesn’t know he’s gonna be a dad, so here ya go :D. P.S. I recently watched Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 and it destroyed me.

Here’s part one ❤️

The blonde Setter has the jitters while he is sitting on the plane, excited to see you again after being away from you for so long. He watches the outside world from the plane window, your beautiful smile embracing his mind and he can’t help but daydream about being reunited with you again.

Bokuto is sitting next to him, watching 'Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3' with tears in his golden eyes while snacking on NicNac‘s for the last thirty minutes.

With each crunch and sniffle of Bokuto, Sakusa who sits in front of the pair, can feel his patience snapping with each loud crunch.

Turning around, because the ravenette had enough, he frowns at the silver-haired Outside Hitter, quite disturbed by his appearance.

Inunaki, who is sitting next to Sakusa (and the only one that Sakusa tolerates sitting next to), also gets up to lean over his seat, staring with a frown at Bokuto.

"Bo, you good man?" The Libero waves his hand in front of the usual cheerful player.

Stopping the movie, Bokuto almost begins to cry hysterically while staring at his light-haired and the black-haired teammates, trying to explain while also hiccuping with tears.

"R-Rocket h-has s-s-such a sad p-past a-and i-it’s b-b-breaking m-my heart."

Atsumu doesn’t even acknowledge his teammates, still thinking about you with a goofy-lovesick smile on his face, making Sakusa almost gag by the sight of it.

"What’s wrong with him? He looks high." Inunaki asks with his head tilted to the side while looking Atsumu.

"When is there not something wrong with him." Sakusa mumbles before sitting down again properly, Inunaki following his moves.

"I heard that Omi." Atsumu says while still staring out the window.

Bokuto finally calms down, when Hinata, and who sits behind him with Joffe, hands him a few tissues that he had packed in his backpack.

Joffe leans forwards slightly, due to his massive height he doesn’t need to stand up to see his teammates.

"Missing your girlfriend? How’s she doing by the way?" Joffe asks.

Atsumu sighs before he turns a bit to look at the titan behind him.

"Yeah, missin' 'er terribly. An' she is doin' okay, I guess?Last time I called 'er, she was vomitin' lots. Must have been somethin' she ate, accordin' to 'er." Atsumu frowns deep in thought.

All of sudden, Hinata‘s orange hair pops up next to him.

"I hope she is okay. Maybe the flu?"

"Vomiting? You better not bring this illness to practice, we have a game in two weeks." Sakusa says in a threatening voice.

"Oh please, as if missin' yer presence on da court has any effect on our performance, Omi. We have plenty of players ta cover for ya."

Sakusa slowly turns his head, Hinata shrinks in fear behind the seat.

Bokuto does not care, still watching Guardians of the Galaxy in high anticipation, eyes entirely focused on the screen while munching on his snack loudly.

"Are you calling me useless on the court Miya?" The ravenette growls.

"Well if da boot fits-"

"Say that again to my face. I dare you." Sakusa begins to get up from his seat, about to strangle the blonde Setter, when the Captain, Shūgo Meian interrupts before it can escalate.

"Guys, we still have an hour left on the flight, behave. Please." Meian, the team captain calls out tiredly a few rows behind them.

"You heard the chief. No more fighting." Joffe laughs.

Sakusa huffs, putting his AirPods in, trying to calm down when he sits back down in his seat.

Atsumu looks back out the window, being with some people for a long time every single day for hours has really brought him to his limit.

Thank goodness the airport is not far from your shared apartment and the flight is less than an hour now.

Soon, he will be with you again.

Back at home, you just came back with some grocery bags, along with some prenatal vitamins from the local pharmacy.

Honestly you’ve been constantly so tired and grouchy, you’re thanking the heavens that Atsumu is not here with you right now.

He’d be constantly worried for you.

Putting away the groceries, you cut yourself some apple slices with honey as a dip and some rice waffles with strawberry Joghurt as dipping sauce.

Stocking the vitamins in the med cabinet, you begin to munch on your food when your phone rings.

Seeing Atsumu’s silly face on the screen, you put your food down and answer it.

"Hello, my handsome Setter." You greet him happily.

"Heyyy, my sexy girl. How’s it goin'?" Atsumu cheers back.

"Going good, missing you a lot. Just got back from the store to make some Japanese curry later on."

"Sounds delish. Hey, uh can ya open the door? I got some flowers in one hand an' my luggage in the other, kinda hard to open the door like that." Atsumu grins on the phone when he hears you gasp and run towards the door.

Highly confused at his saying, he hangs up all of sudden and you put your snacks down to run to the front door.

When you open the door, a 6'1 tall, athletic guy with messy blonde hair grins excitedly at you, a grin that you missed terribly.

Throwing yourself in his arms, Atsumu drops his luggage to the side, wrapping his strong arms around you while still having the flowers in one hand.

You breathe in his familiar scent, the smell of his expensive Ayurveda body scrub fills your nose and you almost tear up with how much you missed him.

Walking you backwards very carefully, Atsumu pushes his suitcase inside, while still holding you and closes the door, so the privacy between the two of you remains.

Remembering he got you flowers, he parts from you a little bit to hand them to you with a dazzling smile.

"Awww Tsumu, you shouldn’t have. They’re beautiful." You take in the beautiful smell of your favorite flowers but the usual lovely scent makes you nauseous.

The Setter sees your happiness turn into a wince and he immediately is worried again.

"Ya okay? Still feelin' bad from last night?"

"Yeah, uh the paella really did a number on me last night. I promise I’ll be fine." You chuckle, trying to convince him that it’s just the food making you feel bad and not the pregnancy.

"Mhm, okay, if ya say so." The Setter says unsure but doesn’t question you any further.

"I promise, I will be fine." You assure him once more with a long promising kiss and the Olympian practically sighs in bliss to feel your soft lips against his own after being apart from you.

The rest of the evening, you spend the time in each others arms, making up for being away from each other for so long.

Atsumu told you more stories about Argentine and his teammates, his stories make you laugh and appreciate that he is back home.

It’s late at night, due to Atsumu’s body still being used to Argentine’s time, he needs to get adjusted to Japan’s time again.

But not only the time difference is keeping the young Olympian up, your weird food eating habits, your extreme tiredness and your all of sudden sensitive smell to your favorite flowers is making him worried.

So he does what he always does, when he seeks out for advice, even if it physically pains him sometimes.

He texts his brother.

The next morning, you do feel a little bit better but for some reason, Atsumu is not his usual self.

He looks deep in thought, he looks very distracted since last night.

During breakfast, Atsumu pushes his food around a little bit, not really much eating any of it.

So you decide to break the silence.

"You’ve been awfully quiet, you okay?" You ask him in a quiet voice.

"Can I ask ya somethin'? An' promise ta be honest please." The blonde says, playing with his fingers a little bit.

For some reason, you have a feeling what this is about.

"Go ahead." You look at him and push your plate a little bit away.

"Are ya pregnant?" He looks at you with serious eyes, a small hint of fear behind those chocolate brown eyes of his.

You feel your breath hitch in your throat, surprised that he figured it out.

But Atsumu has always been direct, didn’t matter in what terms.

You gulp down nervously and you reply so quiet, that he barely hears it.

"Yes, I am." You confess.

Atsumu looks to the side shortly, shakily breathing before getting up and looking out the window, running his hand through his hair.

"I-I know we’re still young and y-you’re still focusing on your career… I am sorry this happened, I-I know this isn’t what you imagined when you got home, I will leave and I won’t bother you-" You start to panic, tears coming into your eyes, your hormones acting crazy.

Shocked by your sudden panic, he rushes to you in a heartbeat.

"Hey, hey… calm down okay? If anythin' we’re both at fault but we’ll get through this together kay? And honestly, this is the biggest and happiest surprise I have ever gotten home to. And I wouldn’t trade you or junior for anythin' in this world, my love. I love ya two more than anythin'."

"More than volleyball?" You ask teasingly with tears in your eyes.

"Maybe that’s pushin' it but yer high up there." Atsumu sticks his tongue at you cheekily.

You laugh with him, calming down that he looks happy about this pregnancy.

"How far along are ya?" He looks at you, intrigued as he caresses the lower part of your stomach.

"About 4-5 weeks I think? Still pretty early."

Atsumu takes your hand in his, still having his other hand on your stomach, indirectly asking you to stand up.

Following his lead, you get up and he rests his forehead against yours.

"I won’t leave ya side okay? I will stay by yer side and protect ya from any harm."

Sharing a deep, passionate kiss, you can’t believe that you and Atsumu made a life together and like Atsumu promised, he will share every moment of it with you.

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sapphirelycoris · 2 years

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Ship: Wakatoshi Ushijima | Takanobu Aone I Nicolas Romero I Shūgo Meian | Aran Ojiro x gn!reader (you/your)

Warnings: Bound in rope, cloth in mouth, overstimulation, edging, teasing, dildos, masturbation, handjob, dominant reader, submissive boys. Lmk if I missed any.

Author's note: I’m on a submissive men kick rn 👀🤭

Submissive Haikyu!! Men

Ushijima who looks so handsome, struggling as he’s bound in ropes with a vibrator tied to his cock. Tears roll down his face from the overstimulation. It hurts but it hurts so good. The cloth in his mouth muffles and stifles his pretty moans and screams. Because he’ll get loud when the painful pleasure is all he can think about. “Is your poor cock sore, Wakatoshi?”

Aone who’s usually quiet and silent. But he begs and whimpers for you to let him cum. Edge him enough and the patient man starts getting impatient. Tease him enough and his entire face will go red as he cries for you to have mercy and just let him cum. “Aw, look at my baby so desperate for me.”

Romero's muscles flex as he tenses up when you’re shoving a dildo in his ass. His face buried in the pillow, moaning into the fabric about how good it feels. He clenches his fist and jaw when the dildo is completely settled inside of him. “Be a good boy and take it all.”

Meian touches himself on facetime, listening to your every command. He knows he can't cum without your permission or there will be serious consequences when he gets home. He whines and complains while he edges himself in front of you. "Come on, (Name)! I've been at this for half an hour. Please, please, please just let me cum."

Aran is patient. But every man has a limit. He had been pent up and horny all day long. You had work to do so instead of giving into his desires first, you sat at your computer. Lazily fisting his cock while you type with one hand. He bucks into it sometimes but he knows that when he does that, you'll take your hand away. "Just be patient, baby. I'll make you feel even better in a few minutes."

#ushijima x reader #aone x reader #romero x reader #meian x reader #aran x reader #ushijima smut #aone smut #romero smut #meian smut #aran smut #nicolas romero #nicollas romero #ushijima wakatoshi #meian shugo #aran ojiro #haikyu x reader #haikyu smut

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chaoticevilorange · 2 years

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Adding onto the hq boys with a Hispanic s/o yes pls msby boys + Osamu thank you omg ajcgjahxhd just thinking abt it got me swinging my feet

Yes yes yesssss I've been thinking about this all dayyyyy, my thirst for Meian came back to life! There is so little info about him and Inunaki, but they are my faves minor characters from the time skip 😍 I swear, reading the manga I was like "I love you underrated man without any background story" and there is like... 25 fanfics about Meian and like 1 of Inunaki 😭 so well... I'm gonna do content about them for myself 🤣

Haikyuu x reader

MSBY Black Jackals + Osamu w/ an Spanic s/o

Part I: feat Meian, Inunaki, Thomas and Osamu

Part II: feat Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata and Sakusa

Meian Shūgo

The hardworking captain meet you by accident, you ran into him and you were so nervous that you apologized in Spanish

And he just asked your phone number right there

He thinks your eyes are so expressive, your hair looks so soft, and your lips, those lips that curved on a shy smile, he wants to taste them

Was love at first sight for him, you actually put him in the friendzone for a while because he is so captured by work that he missed a couple of dates

When he finally got you to date him, he loves to hear you sing in Spanish

His favourite morning routine is doing breakfast with you because sometimes you both make a traditional Japanese breakfast and sometimes is from your country

Blushes hard when you sway your hips against him while sing Spanish on his hear

Inunaki Shion

He meet you on an interview, he's an English speaker so the interview was very easy for you

When he was done he asked for your contact to watch the interview later

But the sneaky libero was actually making an excuse to talk to you again, so after s few months he started to tease you in Japanese and as a payback you did it on Spanish

And he was thrilled! Never knew someone so bold, he enjoys the cultural exchange

When you moved to Japan he was quick to help you out, and that's where he confesses

Now his favourite thing to do is watching you dance while cooking

He asked you to give him a pet name in Spanish, so when you call him "corazón" (heart) he gives you his undivided attention always

Adriah Thomas

He has good boy vibes, look at him, he's an enthusiastic and friendly guy!

He saw you struggling with some papers on your way to talk to the coach and he was quick to help

Told you to not worry, he can speak English, but when the coach called you by your last name he grew curious because doesn't sound like English

So he starts to ask questions and after months leads you to a very healthy relationship

He actually started to learn Spanish in case you decide to take him to your country

Likes when you help him with his Spanish tests and asks for kisses every time he gets a decent score

Totally melts when you praise him on Spanish, he's quick to praise back and call you "bonita" (pretty)

Osamu Miya

You are one of his employees, you and your friend actually, you both came from y/c (your country)

Cultural barrier engaged, since you and your friend are from a country were you say hi before giving a kiss was his favourite thing about you both

But specially from you, because let's be honest, he has a crush on you, he likes to hear you laugh and the way you bump your hips on his while teasing him

So now it's official he makes your country food whenever you feel home sick

He likes to hear you speak Spanish, actually asked you what is your favourite pet name so he can call you that

To be honest this guy googled ingredients and traduced them to Spanish just to call you "calabaza"(pumpkin) "zanahoria"(carrot) or even "Mani"(peanut) when he feels humourous

His favourite thing of your life together is hearing you talk in Spanish, for an unknown reason turns him on

Thanks for reading 🐨✨💖

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noel-noa · 4 years

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greedy,

tw: implied sex, implied threesomes, swearings

if people were going to go by their sins, you probably would be greed. you were a greedy little shit, yes you knew that. people didn't need to remind you, you fully aware of it. besides there were two pretty boys who always managed to remind you of your greed.

how could people told you to choose between them? they were the best on their own world, and you wanted it both. they just never tasted them both, probably why they told you to "make up your mind" . not like you loved them anyway, or their financially state too. just a lil' bit physically obsessed with both of them.

well first of all, who could blame you? after all when sakusa kiyoomi with his flexible wrists wandering around your body, making you shudder with anticipation. not to mention with his flexibility, he was hands down the best guy you could probably found in the world for fingering. the way he could twist his fingers inside you, reaching something you didn't know even exist. damn, sakusa kiyoomi was something ya know? don't mention his perfect pretty face, almost made you want to ruin him everyday with your hands twisting and curling around his hair. you knew that was kiyoomi's weakness after all. so tonight, with one sway of your hips and a wink to his direction you knew you already got your target 1 in the palm of your hands. you knew you were going to come tonight, he knew it too. not like kiyoomi didn't want to get teased by atsumu about scratches on his back or marks around his neck tomorrow.

so then, just picked kiyoomi? they all probably said that. but how could you? not when there was an utter perfection aka meian shugo, the hot daddy captain. if you wanted to ruin sakusa, it was different with him. you wanted him to ruin you, probably until your legs couldn't afford to walk for a week after it. who didn't want his commanding voice on the court to be used in the bedroom telling you to lay or sit on his lap or maybe to get on your knees? either way he then proceed to make you see stars like never before, chanting his name like a mantra. you didn't know how to think straight with him, one second you were begging him to stop the next second you were begging him to going faster and harder, to wreck you until you were numb of pleasure. and again shugo's body is perfection, that abs wew damn,,, you wished you could see it everyday. you wanted him marking you like he own you, maybe visible to other people? you had no shame after all, so what's the risk? with shugo you had to be more direct, he wanted it to be direct. he wouldn't give it to you if you gave him just hints, you needed to be clear about it. so here you were, approaching him who stood beside the bar. you then suddenly liplocked your lips with him making him startled, then you said your magic words "i want you daddy" for sure with that devil handsome smirk shugo was not going to let you just go by for tonight after pulling that stun.

so, who were the one you were going to fuck tonight? easy, both of them. well you already made up your mind, you wanted them both so you were going to get it. here they were in front of your door, surprised at each other before looking at your cheshire cat smile at both of them. "i want you both" their faces were surprised again, but it changed fastly to a face that you knew were going to bring you the best night of your life. "you are going to regret that doll/sweetheart" was their response.

needless to say, you were completely wrecked and had the best fuck of your life.

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nothing-but-haikyuu · 3 years

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Model’s Pose

Reader: F Character: Shūgo Meian Rating: E Summary: Meian loved his models. He loved to take their photograph, he loved their curves and he loved most of all to get in their pants. He had a sick fascination for watching his loyal workers’ eyes roll back in pleasure as he gave them the pleasure they needed. Warning: Model AU, Smut, Rough Sex, Breeding Kink, Minor Dark Themes/Yandere Ask Box: Open | Check Out ThreadytoGoDesign | Join me on Patreon

Meian loved his models. He loved to take their photograph, he loved their curves and he loved most of all to get in their pants. He had a sick fascination for watching his loyal workers’ eyes roll back in pleasure as he gave them the pleasure they needed.

Most fresh in the city, new to the scene, fresh meat that Meian could just bite into. He had a collection of polaroids of his beloved models in different poses and in different states of pleasure.

You were his newest fascination. New to Tokyo after living abroad, wanting to make a splash in the modelling scene and Meian was willing to take you under his wing.

“That’s great, that’s it.” He purred as he clutched onto your wrists as he fucked you from behind on his king sized bed. Your breasts rubbed against the soft bedding.

You were currently in his penthouse, fully naked with the photos he took of you at yesterday’s shoot spread around the bed. You were practically drooling on a photo of you in the latest collection from Gucci.

“Please, Shūgo.” You gasped.

“Fuck yes, get loud. Make the windows shake with your screams. Fuck you make my dick wet.” He growled. He used your arms to bounce you on his cock, keep you flushed to him as he took you from behind.

Your arms ached, your knees shook and your head swam with pleasure. You were on the eve of your second orgasm of the night. The city twinkled in front of you through the large windows that practically took up the entire wall.

“I should fuck you against the window next time, I wonder how many people would see you being fucked by me. You make me a wild man. I hate how you get into my head, I should punish you for that. You should be a good girl, not making me possessive.”

“Shūgo.” You whimpered, “Please I am a good girl.” You arched your back and your knees quaked. You tried to get out of his grasp but he was just too strong and you were becoming so weak in your pleasure.

Meian let go of you, slipped his cock out of you and flipped you onto your back. He roughly grabbed your hips and pushed his cock back into you. You instructively wrapped your legs around him and gripped the bedding now under your for leverage.

“I wanna look in your eyes as I breed you.” He growled.

“No, no. I can’t get pregnant, I have to model!” You whined.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Make you a proper mommy in no time. Say goodbye to runways and hello to baby bottles.” He growled.

You whimpered and tried to pull away but he kept you close. He laughed, “Oh don’t worry. I still got the condom on. Aw, don’t cry. You’re too cute when you cry.” He rubbed his thumb against your eye, “Poor, poor baby. Don’t worry, if I wanted to make you a maternity model, I would’ve done it already. But don’t get any ideas about leaving. You’ve made me this way and I’m not letting you go.”

“yes, sir.” You gasped.

“Good girl. I don’t know why it took so long for me to find you. You knew a much crueler man would’ve swooped in if it wasn’t for me.” He groaned as he continued to fuck you roughly, “I tke good care of me girls, but especially you. You’re mine.”

“Yes.”

“Tell me.”

“I’m yours, Shūgo. Please, please I’m yours!” You gasped.

He threw his head back and roughly fucked you as he achieved his climax at the same time as you. He gripped your hips enough to leave bruises by morning. You loudly moaned while he panted and grunted through his climax. He spilled himself into the condom he wore, oh how he wished for one to to just finished inside you.

He brought his head forward and looked down at you. You were surrounded by beautiful photos, your face was sweaty and flushed. Your chest rapidly rose and fell. You hair matted to your forehead.

Your body was littered with hickies he let before. You looked like a slut, but you were Meian’s slut. As he started to slow down to a stop, he smirked to himself. He was proud how he turned you from an innocent newcomer to a proper slut. Usually he disposed of the girls once he changed them, but he was keeping you.

After all, he was going to be the one to impregnate you. There was no question about that. He slipped out and looked at his spent cock in the latex, he wonder briefly if you’d notice if next time he poked holes in it. But shook the thought off.

He looked at you, saw the pleasure in your eyes. He reached out and cupped your face and kissed your forehead, “Want to go again, the night is still young.”

You exhaled deeply, “Please Shūgo. Make me cum again.”

“Of course. Let me swap out the condoms and we’ll be good to go. I want you to ruin all these proofs with our fucking.” He said slyly, “I should burn them next time, I hate how other men look at your body on set. But you’re mine right?”

“I am.” You said with an innocent edge. So pure, so perfect. He guess he had to ruin you even more.

#meian x reader #shugo meian #shūgo meian #msby black jackal #haikyuu smut #haikyuu thirsts #model au #haikyuu #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x me #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #meian smut #meian supremacy #shugo meian x reader

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80ssatori · 3 years

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Sakusa: Atsumu isn’t answering their phone.

Hinata: I’ll call.

Sakusa: Bokuto and I have both tried six times each, what make you thi-

Atsumu: hey.

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educatedsimps · 14 days

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— requests ˊˎ-

≪ back to fics masterlist ≪ back to main masterlist

— NISHINOYA YŪ:

angst prompt ↳ nishinoya x f!reader ↳ "i didn't know where else to go" "it wasn't supposed to end like that" ↳ neighbour au, childhood best friends

— KOZUME KENMA:

request ↳ kenma x f!reader ↳ reader gets hit on by pervs, hurt/comfort, college au

— OIKAWA TŌRU:

my love, where are you? ↳ timeskip!oikawa x f!reader ↳ ANGSTTTT, also parenting au

— IWAIZUMI HAJIME:

angst prompt (7) ↳ ft. sakusa ↳ "i'm sick of being treated like this"

— KUROO TETSURŌ:

Hands off my boyfriend! ↳ physiotherapist!kuroo x neurologist!reader ↳ FLUFF, hospital au

— MIYA ATSUMU:

crochet be mine? ↳ hs!atsumu x f!reader ↳ FLUFF, puppy love and a whipped atsumu

crochet be mine? a new take :) ↳ timeskip!atsumu x f!reader ↳ basically just married fluff, no kids this time whew

— MIYA OSAMU:

meal for three ↳ husband!osamu x pregnant!reader ↳ fluff and slightly suggestive, domesticity

angst prompt (34) ↳ miya osamu x f!reader

— SAKUSA KIYOOMI:

angst prompt (7) ↳ ft. iwaizumi ↳ "i'm sick of being treated like this"

— MEIAN SHŪGO:

my love, my life ↳ meian shūgo x f!reader (FLUFF, slice of life, brother’s best friend au, neighbour au, timeskip spoilers)

— MULTIPLE:

detective!HQ ↳ atsumu, osamu, iwaizumi, oikawa, yaku (ANGST, death, blood, slight gore)

a kiss on the shoulder ↳ multiple hq boys ↳ headcanons

how they comfort you when you cry (coming soon!) ↳ multiple hq boys ↳ headcanons

#educated.simps #haikyuu x reader #simps.write #haikyuu x oc #haikyuu!!#haikyuu angst #haikyuu fluff #iwaizumi x reader #atsumu x reader #oikawa x reader #osamu x reader #kita x reader #daichi x reader #suga x reader #kageyama x reader #hinata x reader #kuroo x reader #kenma x reader

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atsuminthe · 3 years

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Hello, Minty! I came across your blog from your "trademark" post and I 100% agree - idk what it is about sharing food or cooking large meals for people, but something about it is just so...comforting? Like, imagine you're having a housewarming party or another occasion where you have a bunch of friends over and having all of them gush about how mind-blowingly amazing your food is! 😖 MSBY vibes, please-

I hope you're doing well! 🤗💖🤗💖

lily hi sugar!!! and right? nothing’s better than a meal shared with your loved ones. the msby vibes comment got me so have a little something from silly ol’ masha <3

cw — platonic msby. they’re great friends i reckon

“fhis ish vreafh!” atsumu cheers from his spot at the table, mouth stuffed with the strawberry mochi you had prepared for this occasion. sakusa nudges him with his elbow, clicking his tongue disapprovingly, muttering something about ‘you’ll choke’. inunaki snorts, fists banging the table, and oliver smiles at you.

“the food is great,” he compliments, mirroring your grin as you beam at the men gathered around your dining room table. it’s always been nice to have many people at dinner—which is why you proposed you have weekly meetups where you can cook for all of them and everyone on the team is free to show up and get their share. meian snickers at the way bokuto and hinata fight childishly over the last piece of grilled meat, swiping it right from under their noses.

“that’s what you get if you don’t guard it with your life,” he justifies his action while adriah and oliver shake their heads, amused. you just bring another tray of grilled meat and share it evenly among the men, telling them to be nice to each other.

the room is bustling with merry laughter and lots of chats on different topics as you take away dirty plates with the help of the libero—sakusa has already volunteered to wash the dishes so you can simply relax after they leave. “i know miya can be very loud, so you should rest. that’s eight of us that you had to feed and be nice to,” he explains as he hands you a clean mug so you can dry it and put it in its place.

“oh, now you’re just mean to atsumu.”

“i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“liar. you like him, don’t you? he’s your friend.”

“never speak such preposterous words again.”

the laughter dies down into quiet chuckles and tired giggles as the cherry pies finally makes their way onto the table. you’ve made two and another one is still baking, just in case someone—you cough as you look at adriah, who seems to suddenly be very interested in the paintings on your walls—decides to eat one whole pie by himself like last time. the comment prompts everyone to cackle, you spot hinata falling from his chair and inunaki elbows the culprit, “we have chances this time! try not to repeat last week’s incident though.”

the night ends with displays of affection towards you—the eight athletes take turns in hugging you, spinning you around, kissing your cheeks, patting your head and using the super mega ultra secret handshake (can you guess to whom does it belong?) as they exit your new home one by one.

they’ll come by next week to empty your fridge again, don’t worry.

#[ the miya couch — lily 🐯 ]#miscellaneous #haikyuu!!#miya atsumu #sakusa kiyoomi #hinata shōyō #bokuto kōtarō #meian shūgo #adriah thomas #inunaki shion #oliver barnes #haikyuu x reader #this is platonic!#[ ☁️ : out for groceries ]

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sassycheesecake · 7 months

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Shūgo Meian x short!Reader "Happy Birthday"

Warnings: language, suggestive content, Atsumu accidentally gets hurt

Meian and you have only been dating officially for about three months now and his teammates don't know yet that their Captain is in a serious relationship.

So when it was Meian's birthday, his teammates agreed on surprising him at his own home as soon as the clock struck midnight.

Sakusa was forced into the participation, saying that it was a 'team-building-exercise' and it's their first time celebrating as a team, so EVERYONE needed to come.

Meian had this weekend off of training, wanting to spend it with you.

After his training was over on Friday evening, he picked you up from work and you guys drove straight to his apartment.

You made dinner together, watched 'The Haunting of Hill House' together, which ended up with you clinging onto your boyfriend like your life depended on it and watched some Spongebob episodes, so you don't get any nightmares from the scary show.

Around 22:38 you and the Middle Blocker decided to call it a night, dragging yourselves to bed with tired limbs.

The ravenette takes off his shirt, so he only remains in his MSBY workout shorts, showing off his strong thighs and his god-like shaped upper body.

You're wearing a simple dark blue shirt, along with matching shorts of the same colour for the night.

Since due to his AC, you get cold very fast.

Meian turns towards you and plants a couple of soft good night kisses on your lips, caressing your side gently while he does it. He wishes you sweet dreams, making you giggle which returns with a big grin.

"Can't wait to show you tomorrow morning what I have planned for you." You purr as one of your hands trace over his firm pecs, causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

"Me neither. Love you, hot stuff, sweet dreams." Giving you one last kiss on your lips and forehead, you turn to your side to sleep.

Now with you laying on your side, the giant ravenette hugs your petite form from behind, heaving out a deep, blissful sigh, sleep overcoming him in seconds.

Later on, outside of Meian's apartment, some of the MSBY Black Jackals gather on the sidewalk, right in front of their Captain's apartment.

"It's freezing outside, where's the rest?!" Inunaki hisses, while shivering from the cold.

Checking his phone, Tomas sees that the time reads 23:48, and he sees a text from Bokuto, saying that he, Atsumu and Hinata had forgot to pick up the cake from the store on their way to Meian's apartment, so they had to turn around and get it but assuring that they will make it on time.

Sakusa and Barnes are also already here, freezing their asses off from the cold night as well.

"Bokuto sent me a message, saying that they should be here any second now. They forgot to pick up the cake and Hinata remembered it last minute, so they had to turn around and get it." Tomas explains with a deadpan expression on his face, tucking his phone back into his pocket.

"Of course they forgot." Sakusa mumbles annoyed under his black medical mask.

"Well, they said they should be here any second and I hope they are right. I am starting to feel like a stalker for standing in front of our Captain's apartment with you guys." Barnes laughs.

"But aren't stalkers usually on their own?" Inunaki asks with his head tilted.

"No, I think they can be multiple people stalking one person. I mean, the paparazzi do it all the time." Tomas shrugs his shoulders.

"Well according to Google, it can be more than one person." Barnes reads from his phone, the time now being 23:53.

"Let's please stop talking about this, I am going to leave if those idiots don't show up in the next two minutes." Sakusa growls, as he is exhausted from practice today and just wants to rest in his bed like a normal person.

Speaking of the devils, they see Bokuto's grey Audi Q5 racing down the street with incredible speed, scaring the four players that he won't brake on time.

As soon as the car is close enough, the tires screech as they break and the three rascals get out of the car, a pale Hinata holding the cake with shaking hands and a nauseous looking Atsumu having a bag full of streamers, party poppers, party blowers and confetti.

Bokuto looks extremely proud of himself for making it on record time like a professional street racer, minus the professional, since he drove like a mad man, making Hinata and Atsumu feel like they lost 20 years of their life during the ride.

"We made it!" Bokuto yells out in excitement, stretching his arms out with a massive grin.

"Shh!! People are sleeping!" Inunaki scolds the Wing Spiker.

"It was about time." Sakusa rolls his shoulders, cracking his neck side to side.

"Awww, did ya miss us Omi-Omi?" Atsumu teases the curly-haired Outside Hitter.

"Shut up, Miya." Sakusa scowls deeply behind his mask.

Barnes claps his hands together once, to gather the attention of his teammates.

"Alrighty, it's almost midnight. We have to get in now. Bokuto, do you have the key for Meian's apartment?"

The golden-eyed man proudly shows the replica of Meian's key, something Bokuto did while Meian was in the shower after practice a week ago.

The Jackals try to make their way in their Captain's apartment as quiet as possible, using their phone flashlights to see where they are going.

"Wow, I have to admit, his place is really nice." Tomas whistles softly, taking a small look around his place.

"This may sound like a dumb question, but has anyone ever been here before? Does anyone know where his bedroom is?" Inunaki asks the group.

Silence.

"Okay, I guess we'll just have to look around then. I mean, his apartment is not that big, so we should be able to find it easily."

Inunaki adds.

All of sudden, Barnes stumbles over something in the dark, making a small noise by the action and also cursing when he almost fell.

Luckily, you easily wake up when you hear noises and you think you heard something.

Nudging your lover, you try to wake him up with a shaky voice.

"Shū? Shūgo, wake up!" You whisper at the giant.

"Hmmm… what babe? 'm sleepin…" The ravenette mumbles sleepily into his pillow.

"I think someone is in the apartment. I heard a noise." You explain, reaching under his bed on your side where you store a baseball bat.

"Baby, it's probably nothing. Go back to sleep." Shūgo adjusts himself, pulling the blanket further up, so it almost covers his entire face.

You feel a vein almost popping at his answer, yet you keep the bat right beside you, just in case.

Unfortunately you feel too uneasy to go back to sleep and you don't even bother getting up and checking out the noise, because that's how most people die first in horror movies.

So you just lay there, a death grip on your bat, eyes wide open, heart beating fast.

But now you're not imagining it, you can hear footsteps and now you're actually shaking in fear.

You hide under the blankets and scooch closer to your boyfriend, hoping, if there is an intruder here, gets Meian first or at least see his height and runs off.

The next thing you know, you hear more than one pair of heavy footsteps and you can already see your life flashing before your eyes.

What happens next though, is highly unusual for intruders to do.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAPTAIN!!!" They all screamed in sync.

"АННННННННННННН!!!!" You scream in terror, swinging the bat at the first person, which unfortunately is Atsumu's shoulder.

Meian finally wakes up as well, to say he was shocked that all his teammates were standing in his bedroom in the middle of the night, was an understatement.

"OW! Ya bitch!" The Setter yells out in excruciating pain.

"What the fuck?! What the hell are all of you doing here?!" Meian yells at his teammates in fury.

Atsumu stills holds his shoulder, groaning loudly in pain, almost looking like he is in tears.

Sakusa is snickering behind his mask, clearly enjoying that Atsumu got hurt.

The rest of MSBY are standing in shock, staring at you like you're a foreign object that they have never seen before.

"You…. You have a partner? Since when?" Bokuto finds his words first.

"You don't get to ask questions. How did you even get in here? I don't remember giving any of you my key to my apartment." Meian asks as he looks into the round.

Silence.

"We uh sort of remade your key, so we can wish you happy birthday like the good teammates we are.'' Barnes chuckles nervously.

"I don't think teammates break into each other's apartment just to wish them a happy birthday." Sakusa blankly states, not helping with the situation.

"Everybody out. Now!" Meian yells and the rest of the giants move quickly out of the bedroom.

Once they are all out, the Middle Blocker gets out of bed, rubbing his hands across his face and groans loudly.

"I don't get paid enough for this." His hands fall down and rest at his hips as he stares at you with a frustrated expression.

"I mean it's kind of cute that they did this for you Shūgo. Sure, maybe they approached this in the wrong way but they meant no harm." You get out of bed as well, putting on one of your boyfriend's hoodies as you walk over to him.

Wrapping your arms around him, you rest your chin on his biceps, staring lovingly up at him.

In return, he wraps his arm around your shoulder, seemingly more relaxed now.

"So… you going to introduce me to your pack of lovely idiots?"

Shaking his head with a grin, his arm continues to stay on your shoulder and he leads you outside the bedroom to the living room, where his teammates are in the living room, some sitting on the couch, others like Sakusa leaning against the wall, others leaning against the same couch that the others are sitting on.

"Sure, make yourselves at home, won't you?" Meian sarcastically says.

"We're really sorry Captain, we only wanted to surprise you, we didn't mean to frighten you… or your partner." Hinata apologises on behalf of the team.

"Why don' I get a 'sorry' for yer partner swingin' their bat at me!? I feel like they almost dislocated mah shoulder. An' this is mah servin' arm!"

Atsumu cries.

"I am really sorry for hitting you Atsumu, I just got scared and I thought you were intruders… " You mutter in regret while rubbing your hand against your arm in embarrassment.

"Well ya got a strong swing, I'll give ya that." Atsumu waves you off with a painful smile.

All heads turn to you and you feel incredibly smaller already, their heights intimidate you extremely and Shūgo immediately notices it and steps in front of you protectively with a frown.

"Don't stare at them like that."

"Well, how can we not? You never told us you were in a relationship." Bokuto pouts, as tries to look around Shūgo to get a better look at you, to which the Middle Blocker immediately hides you more.

"Shūgo, it's okay. I just did not exactly expect to meet your teammates in my sleepwear in the middle of the night, while almost breaking one of their arms." You chuckle nervously.

"(Y/N), how tall are you if you don't mind me asking." Hinata steps forward besides Bokuto and flinches back at the glare his Captain is giving him.

You smile assuringly at the orange-haired Wing Spiker and the whole team stares dreamily at your figure, seeing why Shūgo chose to date you.

"It's okay… Hinata, right? I am 5'1." You smile with a blush.

"But Mean is what? 6'5? Doesn't that bother you that he is super tall compared to you?" Inunaki raises a brow at you.

The ravenette sends the Libero his next death glare, to which the light-haired man flinches under.

"Well it's not his height that I fell in love with, it's his passion for volleyball and the way he always talks about you guys all the time.

The height is just a nice perk for reaching things I can't reach." You grin up at your lover, to which he pinches your side playfully.

"So how does tha sex work-" Atsumu is intrigued and Meian interrupts him before he reveals any of his sex life in front of his teammates.

"Alright, you met my partner, now get the hell out of my apartment."

Meian claps his hands and kicks his teammates out.

He shooes them out, the boys yelling farewells at you, before Meian forcefully kicks them out.

Finally closing the door, Shūgo leans against it, closing his eyes while breathing out a big sigh in relief.

You're leaning against the frame of the living room, clearly not tired anymore.

"I don't think I will be able to go back to bed anytime soon. If only there was something or someone who could tire me out." You hinted with a dramatic sigh.

When Meian opens his eyes to look at you, you see a dangerous glint in his eyes, a glint you know all too well.

"Get your sweet ass to bed then, I may have some ideas how to get you all tired out."

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omegas-playhouse · 3 years

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Jealous Meian x Fem!Reader

CW: NSFW Shower sex, exhibitionism, creampie, praising, daddy kink(?). I think that's all of them. If I've missed one please let me know. ~*~*~ Minors DNI~*~*~ You should’ve known something was off when you walked into the gym that day. The minute you walked in, a few eyes were on you. You raised an eyebrow greeting the boys as usual before you walked over to greet Meian with a smile. You’d been close friends since you were young and often came to visit with him as the team and offer an extra hand.

As you offered your assistance to the team Atsumu made his way over to you with a lopsided grin on his face. Meian didn’t say anything but watched as Atsumu flirted with you. You didn’t really seem to pick up on it just laughing and chatting with him as you usually did. Even if you had realized it you wouldn’t have paid him too much mind. You only had eyes for the captain. You’d never said anything to him not believing he’d ever be interested in you in that way.

The other teammates were eyeing Meian who looked ready to strangle the man next to you. His jaw and fist clenched tightly as he listened to Atsumu flirt with you. He saw red when Atsumu looked him dead in the eyes as if to ask if he had a problem. Meian narrowed his eyes before turning and yelling for the others to start practice.

Practice that day was intense. You frowned as you watched Meian work the team harder, especially Atsumu. You frowned more wondering what was bothering him.

After practice was over Meian had the boys go shower, asking Atsumu to put stuff away. After a moment you walked over to him. “Shūgo?” You softly asked getting his attention. He looked down at you, his face softening a bit. “Need something?” “Are you feeling okay?” You asked. “You seemed upset during practice.” He shook his head. “I’m okay just…had something on my mind is all.” “Oh? Anything I can do to help?” He was quiet for a moment staring at your face. He then leaned down closer to you whispering in your ear. “Meet me in the locker room once the guys have left.”

You blinked before nodding. It didn’t really sound like something that was up for debate so you were waiting around saying goodbye to some of the team as they left. Once they were gone you saw Meian waiting and you walked over heading inside the locker room.

“Shūgo? Wh-“ You squeaked sentence unfinished as he pressed your body against the wall. You could feel your face and ears get hot as you stared up at him confused. “Did you have fun talking to Miya before practice?” You blinked. “A-ah well…I enjoy talking to him. He’s nice.” Meian frowned, not pleased with your answer. “You do know he was flirting with you, right? I don’t see how you couldn’t know since you seemed to be enjoying his attention.” “I didn’t know he was…” You say trailing off before staring at him. “Is that why you were so upset…” Meian was quiet, not wanting to admit he was jealous of Atsumu. You sighed, rolling your eyes. “You’re an idiot..Even if I had noticed it wouldn’t matter…I-…There’s someone else I’m interested in.” Meian raised an eyebrow, frowning. Before he could open his mouth and ask who you grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down, kissing him.

He stood there frozen in shock before practicly growling and kissing you back, pulling you close to his chest. He pulled away after a moment. “Guess I don’t need to try and change your mind about him now.” You chuckled. “And how exactly were you going to do that?” You asked rolling your eyes again. He smirked, pressing you closer into the wall. You whimpered feeling him rock against you slightly. “Well, I thought that fucking any thoughts of him out of you mind would do the trick.” He whispered in your ear. “And just to be sure that you don’t have feelings for him. I’m going to do that anyway~” He said before moving down and kissing your neck.

Your breath hitched in your throat, your head spinning as you heard that. “Tell me if you don’t want this…” He said gently nipping at your neck. You moaned softly. You could hardly ever say no to him and you didn’t think you could now, not that you wanted to. He smirked as you rubbed your thighs together trying to ease the ache between your legs. “I need to hear you say you want me, Princess.” “Shūgo…please..Want you..” You murmured softly. “Good girl~” He said softly before pulling you into another kiss. This was one was desperate mix of tongue as you moaned in his mouth holding onto his broad shoulders as best you could. When he pulled away a thin trail of saliva connected you mouths. He smiled gently trailing a thumb over your lower lip. “Shower..” Huh? You thought in a complete daze from the kiss he’d just given you. When you didn’t move he picked you up and carried you before setting you down. “Strip.” He said warming up the water before removing his own clothes. You nodded hesitating only a moment before doing as you were told.

He then got in before pulling you inside too. He kissed you again, his hands trailing down your body. One hand cupping your breast and teasing your nipples as the other held you close. You shivered and moaned as he touched you, taking his time as he worked your body. He took in every response memorizing what you seemed to enjoy the most.

He pulled away from the kiss, having you turn and place your hands on the wall to steady yourself as he knelt down behind you. He gently cupped your ass before spreading you open for him. He moaned watching your hole flutter as he stared. “Shūgo...” You whimpered, making him chuckle as he leaned in close and ran his tongue along your slit. You bucked your hips moaning softly. He worked you slowly at first before getting more vigorous. He moaned as he tasted more of you, his tongue buried inside your pussy as he ate you out. He growled. “Cum on my face, Princess. Use Daddy’s tongue to get off..” he moaned and you did just that, grinding your cunt on his face as he licked and sucked at you. “Cumming!” You moaned loudly, legs trembling as you came hard all over his tongue and face. He hummed lapping at your pussy drinking in as much of you as he could before he got to his feet. “Good girl. You liked cumming all over my face?” You whimpered and nodded as he placed a quick slap on your ass.

“Time to get to the best part..” He said softly grinding his dick against your wet folds. “You sure you want me?” He asked, leaning over you slightly partially blocking the warm water. “Yes Daddy please.” “Fuck…you know just what to say to get me riled up.” He said as he pressed his dick against your hole. “Gonna be a tight fit but you’ll take all of me right? I’ll make sure you get all of it. The whole thing..” He said sliding the head of his cock inside a bit before pulling out. “I’ll take it all I promise…!” You moaned. He smirked and pressed the head against your hole before freezing as he heard the door to the showers open. Your body tensed up as you heard someone come in. It was Atsumu. He’d been stuck doing the task that Meian gave him after practice and had only just now finished it and come to shower. He yawned, muttering something about Meian to himself. Your eyes widened when you heard his voice. You looked over your shoulder at Meian who gave you a devilish grin.

“Let’s make sure he knows who you really belong to. Yeah?” He whispered slowly burying his cock inside you. Your mouth hung open and your eyes rolled back as he slowly but steadily fed you inch after inch of his cock. Once he was fully seated he slowly pulled out so you’d feel every detail of him before slamming back into you hard. You quickly used one of your hands to cover your mouth to hide sounds you were making. Meian frowned before taking both of your hands and putting them behind your back. “Let him hear me fucking you. So he knows that he has no chance with you.” He whispered to you and he sped up fucking you hard and fast.

Despite the running water from the shower your moans and squeals filled the room and bounced off the shower walls. Atsumu froze before smirking as he heard you let out garbled words and sentences. You sounded so good. He may have only flirted with you to get Meian to finally make a move but he could admit he found you attractive and getting to hear you moan and cry like that was a huge turn on. He removed his clothes getting into the shower next to you both. He reached down, taking his half hard cock in his hand and rubbed himself. “Tell him whose fucking you right now Princess~” he whispered to you as you slurred out his name like a prayer. You were dizzy and hot between Meian fucking you and the hot water. “I bet knowing that he’s listening and probably touching himself to you gets you off…”He chuckled as he felt you clench. “Didn’t know my sweet girl was so naughty and liked having people listen to her getting fucked.” He said knowing that Atsumu could hear him.

Your hole fluttered around his cock. “No, I-.” You tried to get out before his dick filled you again making you go dumb. He knew you were getting close to cumming. So was he. “Come on baby…tell him again whose fucking you and that I’m the only one who ever will and I’ll let you cum.” You were so far gone you weren’t even sure what you were saying as you did as you were told. “That’s my good girl..” He moaned. “Cum.” He said kissing your shoulder before you came so hard it felt like your eyes crossed. Your vision went white and your whole body bucked and convulsed as you milked his cock. Watching you cry and come undone had him filling you with cum. He buried himself as far as he could the tip of his cock kissing your cervix as you milked him dry. He stayed like that for a moment letting the warm water soothe both of your tired muscles before he pulled out, watching his cum drip out of you before he supported you and held you close to him. “Let’s get you cleaned up and then we can go.” You nodded in agreement, still coming down from your high. He smiled and kissed you as he quickly went to get you both cleaned. He then went to turn off the shower and helped you get dressed.

It wasn’t long after that he heard Atsumu quietly curse as he came all over his own hand.

#hq smut #haikyuu smut #meian smut #haikyuu x reader smut #meian shūgo smut #meian x reader

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gojoscloset · 3 years

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18+ content minors DNI WC: 1.2k

Meian Shugo X F!Reader NSFW 18+ Angst/fluff?

Requested: Reader is tired of Meian and his jealousy and decides to leave, but he gives reader something that changes her mind.

WARNINGS: F!reader, Use of ‘Baby girl’, mentions of CUM, very ooc but we are here for the d*ck I think that’s it.

A/N: SK requested this and they used the term Wagyu D*ck and I haven’t been able to get over that and it’s been 3 months

“I just don’t understand why you would dress like that?” Meian motioned his hand at your attire while looking at you pointedly. “Knowing my teammates were gonna be there and you chose to go looking like this? You think I like watching my teammates check you out like you’re some kind of whore?!” His voice boomed as he slammed his hand on the steering wheel of the now parked car.

You’ve been in this situation many many times, somehow always facing repercussions for Meian’s insecurities. And Even though you have heard it all before, it didn’t stop the way your heart wrenched when he spoke to you in such a way. In a way that was intended to hurt you. Hearing shit like this from the man you loved the most was always heartbreaking, but you could no longer cry.

“Okay but I don’t see how the fuck that’s my problem? Why am I being held accountable for being looked at? Of course I’m going to be looked at, do you not know who the fuck I am?” You began to gather your things and unbuckled your seatbelt, ready to get the fuck out of his car.

“You always act like you’re hot shit, but you’re not even all fucking that!” He spat watching as you stepped out. You looked back at him hurt, but more angry than hurt “HA! You may not think so but your teammates do!” You slammed the door leaving him behind in his car. “Fuck you and your insecurities! Have a good fucking life Meian!” You screamed, rapidly making your way to the door of your shared home.There was nothing left to hold onto at this point everything seemed to have gone downhill so quick there was no stopping it.

Where did he go? Where was the man you fell in love with?

You made quick work of your items, sloppily, you tossed your essentials in a bag moving quickly. You made up your mind, there was nothing left to hold on to at this point. It was like you always had to watch your step with him, like you were walking on eggshells at all times with his insecurities.

It was like Meian wanted to hide you away from the rest of the world and keep you all to himself. But you weren’t an object that he could just shove away in a closet for the rest of eternity. You were a person, a human with wants, needs, and rights. If he Couldn’t handle the heat he should have never stepped in the kitchen in the first place.

The door clicked open and the two of you just stared at each other before he averted his gaze to the items around you. It didn't take him long to put the pieces together and he moved fast towards your figure.

You put your hand up ready to stop whatever trash would come out his mouth. But instead of a slew of sharp-tongued obscenities, you were met with a sloppy open mouthed kiss. Your hands were pressed against his chest, pushing him away in a half-assed manner, the kiss was hot, passionate, familiar. You knew what he wanted and you wanted it too.

His large hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to his body. Whatever anger and frustrations the two of you had diminished with just a kiss.

He pulled away for air but leaned back down to whisper in your ear, hot breath hitting you just right.

“one more time…Before you go?” Calloused fingertips grazing your exposed skin, trailing underneath your crop top cautiously, his way of asking for permission.

Of course you said yes, if the passion you reciprocated in the kiss wasn’t enough confirmation you didn’t know what was.

—

And that’s how you found yourself in this scenario. Legs wide open, pussy splitting open with every thrust creaming over his dick with ease. Meian’s fingers dug into the skin of your hips, bound to leave marks for you to see in the morning. He did all the work for you, moving his body just how he knew you liked. Your knees were bent to your chest and he angled himself to hit your sweet spot over and over and over again.

“I’m gonna miss this beautiful pussy” he rubbed sloppy circles around and on your clit, occasionally teasing you bringing you to the edge and taking it away.

He continuously rammed into you with no hint of stopping soon, but that wasn’t a problem at all. You selfishly imagined everyone but him as he scrambled your insides, but your mind always brought you back to Meian. He was the only one who could fuck you this way, your body and mind knew that very well.

He gave your face a few gentle love taps and he caressed your face, a playful smirk on his

“Does my pretty girl wanna cum?” His thumb ran across the soft plump skin of your lips, instinctively you opened your mouth giving his thumb a good swirl with your tongue. “Not your pretty girl, but duh I’m ready to fucking cum!” You spat like it was the dumbest question you’ve ever heard.

Meian loved to rile you up, something about seeing you so feisty made him rock hard. “Good, cause so am I” he huffed, hips snapping faster, yet steady. His finger went back to your clit, applying the pressure and rubbing it slow, a stark contrast to his pace.

“Fuck Shugo….” you said in a breathy voice, finally pushing you over the edge. Your walls twitched around his dick, milking him and causing that steady pace to visibly falter before emptying himself into you, thick and hot ropes of cum filling you up.

—-

Meian gently stroked your hair as the both of you laid in silence. You didn’t care if his seed was still dribbling out of you ruining your outfit and the sheets, nor did you care about what he said earlier.

“I don’t mean to hold you up…”a girl t of sadness behind his words. He sat up and looked down at you in all your glowing glory.

You followed him, swinging your feet over the ledge of the bed. “You know..I think I changed my mind.” You looked back at him, tying your hair back while you did.

“Huh?” He asked in a surprised tone, turning his head towards you. “What made you change your mind?!”

You snickered and crawled back over to him, tossing your crop top somewhere in the room

“Aye, don't worry about that, just worry about getting it up for round two” you stuck your tongue out playfully and he gave you a smirk in return

“Pfft, you and I know we don’t have to worry about shit so come and get it baby girl.”

—-

Bonus round!:

There have been many moons since that day and quite a bit has changed in the relationship between you and Meian. After proper communication and many boundaries later things were going great.

The arguments before and after date nights were replaced with Meian gassing you up whenever he had the chance. This included grabbing you by the hand and having you do a twirl for him to see, followed by a shower of compliments like:

“my pretty girl”

“Who is she?”

And very dramatic actions such as him pretending to have a heart attack when you step out.

Things haven’t been the same and the two of you wish to keep it that way for as long as possible.

✭ ✭ ✭ ✭

Thanks for reading!

Reach for the stars!

#haikyuu!! x reader #shūgo meian #hq!! x reader #hq headcanons #hq x you #haikyuu!! x y/n #neptilian.💫#Nasty Nept✨

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lovemeian · 3 years

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favourite marks with meian.

[ 1:29 am ]

husband!meian shūgo x f!reader + when i say wildly self-indulgent i mean it with my whole ass heart. this is why i don’t write often for my ults & faves, bc i just can’t. i can’t. wrote this at 1am bc im loopy and wildly emotion enough to do it. + indulgent fluff! kinda suggestive? not really just kithes + this is the only ficlet with proper case cos i wrote it on google docs lmao !

+ edited @10 am and made myself blush lmao

wc: 892.

masterlist ; re-blogs are for cuties !

Meian’s smile is straight lines and half curves. Its dark eyes glittering with fondness. It’s unnerving to some because it’s wholly sincere. He wouldn’t be smiling otherwise. Not even when the person he’s talking to is someone he didn’t like; his smile is too tight, eyes too bland.

So you always know that when he smiles, he means it.

And the straight trajectory of that affection is unnerving because it is bottomless.

It’s this smile, this look, that frames his gaze as he watches you get ready; fingers sliding down his dress shirt, as he crosses his arms and leans against the bathroom door.

As you test the diamond drop earrings against your look for tonight, you catch his eyes against the mirror. He winks.

“Oh, what’re you looking at, handsome?” You twist your ankles, suddenly very conscious of your movements, your appearance, your very person— and start drumming your nails on your lap.

Years into this marriage, and the gaze of the very man you vowed to, in front of god and everyone else, still makes you blush. Nervous. On your behalf, Meian Shugo owns an impenetrable gaze. Not one to shy away, and absolutely enjoyed flustering you.

“Well.” He moves from his position toward you, slow and steady, and almost casual if it wasn’t for the fact that it was deliberate. Your spine straightens as he stands just behind you, hands now in his pockets. He was so close, you could smell his cologne and feel his warmth. He’s standing a mere inch away but he’s conscious of that space. He makes you conscious of that space.

Your eyes narrow at him.

“If I’m going to be totally honest. . . a siren call.”

Your eyebrows fly up, heart stuttering. “You’re a massive flirt.”

He chuckles, crowding around you as you try not to squirm, as he reaches for the earrings you were testing earlier. He pulls your hair back, fingertips light over your skin, your collarbone and ear, as he keeps your gaze, smiling innocently as he matches the earring against your own.

“Yes?”

You clear your throat. “Yes. Thank you.”

He fits one to your ear, rubbing your earlobe before you slap his thigh. He laughs before he fits the other one, cradling your chin before he tilts it up to look at him upside down— dark eyes glittering new milky ways, grin matching mischief and adoration in a mosaic blend — before he kisses your forehead. Your nose.

Then your lips.

Nothing more than a peck, but when you both pull away, you snort. Fingers brushing over his lip.

“I knew I should’ve worn kiss-proof lipstick. You got some on your chin, darling.”

He looks back to your vanity, and you smirk at the little red on his bottom lip and chin. “I don’t really mind,” he hums, fond of the imprint that lines his favourite pair of lips. “As much as I love the ring on my finger, my favourite proof to wear that I’m yours is anything you make with your mouth on my skin.”

You exhale through your nose, eyes closing briefly. “I’m proud of you for tonight, and I know we’re trying to look pretty for your sponsors, so I’m going to cut back on calling you a dumbass to six times tonight—”

He grins. “I appreciate that.”

You meet his gaze, mouth twitching. “But you need to meet me halfway, Shugo. Or I’m going to stay with Kotarou all night.”

His eyes narrow ever so slightly. Your husband is not a jealous man. He’s the six foot five Captain of the MSBY Jackals who is your number one fan even when you two are in an argument. You aren’t going anywhere.

But he’s still a man, and despite knowing you; how much you love tracing patterns on his back, have his favourite kind of coffee in the back of your eyelids, and know how much he loved doing puzzles because it’s something he did with his grandfather, indulging him on free days with a random playlist crooning in the house— and knowing his teammate wouldn’t even dream of it — the scene smokes into a thought in his head. You, standing beside someone else, with enthusiastic Kotarou no less. His arms around your shoulders, your waist; your smile, soft and proud, that has always been reserved for him, dancing on your lips as you gaze at—

He inhales deeply, kissing your forehead again before he straightens up. “That was mean.”

“You really went into your head a little there, huh?” You stand up, turning to him as you fit yourself in his space. Even unconscious, even asleep, his arms wound around yours. You fit here perfectly, as if this has always been your spot to claim. Your palms on his chest rise to his neck, his jaw; thumb rubbing on his bottom lip, to that crinkled little space between his eyebrows.

“You know Kou adores you.”

“Of course he does, I’m adorable.”

He laughs. “Of course you are.”

“But I adore you.”

“Hm?” His arms tighten, smirk forming. “Do you?”

You snort. “I wouldn’t have taken your surname otherwise.”

“Mrs. Meian,” he murmurs, leaning down to kiss your jaw, your ear, that nice little spot on your neck that makes you giggle. “My favourite mark on you.”

this is so self-indulgent im going to d i e

made by lavi <3

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80ssatori · 3 years

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➳Hotel Room

One shot Chubby!reader x Timeskip!Sakusa Kiyoomi

Warning: NSFW, unprotected sex, creampie, a little drunk reader (it’s consent), chubby reader, talk about babies, soft dom.

Words count: 1,141

English is not my first language sorry.

Play Tail by Sunmi for better experience.

The body of the cute chubby girl rested on the soft sheets in that new silk dress he had given for her birthday. The party with his companions had been to his liking and for the first time Sakusa could say that he had a good time with the pleasant company of his girlfriend, so it had lasted a little longer in that place while he watched her take those soft drinks that came to his table all the time. The good thing is that his girlfriend knew when to stop and knew that all excess was completely bad, so now they find her dress slightly raised, leaving her thighs in view and she noticed the slight cut that the dress had on her hips to show a little more skin and showing her panties that were the same pink color.

He came over to caress her bare leg with her fingertips, his hands are cold from the recent contact with that bottle of champagne that the hotel gave them as a welcome and that for a few moments you thought that it was quite expensive.

A small start made Sakusa look back at the cute girl who now had her eyes wide open, she had surely awakened by the way the black-haired man had touched her and had unconsciously squeezed her legs from the exquisite touch that the older man had. carried out and above all the change in temperature. Y/N only stretched to sit properly on the bed, he knew that Sakusa would not sleep directly with her so she had gotten up to go to the other room. But some hands on her waist made her look back from her to the boy who was looking at her carefully and in detail.

“Where do you think you’re going?” was the only thing that came out of his lips.

"I was going to my room, I figured you'd be uncomfortable if I stayed here."

The girl had tensed a little more than usual at the prolonged touch of her, Sakusa was still sitting on the edge of the bed and made her sit on his legs, so that her gaze directly from him and one of his hands from her up to her chin.

"I returned the room, after all we've been together a long time and I don't mind your company anymore." He was thoughtful for a few seconds, lowering his hands again to this time caress the protruding skin of the neckline of that dress. "Is my girlfriend so drunk not to find that her things are here?"

Y/N looked to the side to find her suitcase and her handbag next to her boyfriend's belongings, she turned her gaze to him to reproach the fact that she was on top of him. Her insecurities were long after knowing that she was possibly quite heavy and that the way they were was uncomfortable for him; but he only watched with attention the way in which the breasts of his girlfriend moved as she went up and down in the garment. No doubt he had a fixation on the big tits of his girlfriend.

He had clearly fallen in love with a big, attractive girl, the way her curves fit all kinds of clothes or the way her breasts fit his hands - which were quite large but still felt small. squeezing those huge bumps - even though she knew they were a horrible pain in her back and neck for her weight, or the way her stretch marks were quite obvious but made him think they were rays marked on her skin like if she was a Greek goddess and most of all, he loved the way his huge cock disappeared deep into her wet pussy and how his balls collided with her girlfriend's ass every time he fucked her like it was the last time he had her see.

Because after all, everything Y/N hated, Kiyoomi adored with his life.

Sakusa's hands went to the edge of his dress, lifting him gently to only see that his bride was wearing lace underwear that perfectly matched. The boy felt the pressure of the girl's intimacy on his leg, watching her stain expand as she moved only for friction.

"Kiyoomi ... I can't take it anymore," she unconsciously whimpered making him just laugh when he heard her.

Sakusa’s lips went straight to attack his girlfriend's candy and liquor flavored lips, his tongue playing with the girl's while she just unbuttoned and removed his shirt, letting out growls at the way Y/N squeezed his nipples and stretched them gently. Despite the kisses, his hands went to the wetland between the blonde's legs, wondering if she needs more lubrication but was already hot enough to want to over stimulate. Sakusa quickly pulled his pants down next to his underwear, he wasn't able to remove her girlfriend's panties so he simply pushed them aside.

He loved the way she dripped, just for him.

"Y/N ... shit, I love you so much," he blurted out, turning the girl upside down to make his job easier. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

The way Y/N arched his back and scratched the milky skin of his boyfriend, for the abruptness in which he entered and left her completely, experiencing how his body and soul went on an astral journey after the boy went able to find her g-spot so easily and make her reach the first orgasm of the night so soon and only in an explanation.

"Kiyoomi, I love you so much" the moans were so loud just like the way the back of her bed collided with the wall "please break me."

Her babbling was becoming more and more incoherent but without a doubt what Sakusa enjoyed the most was the mess she became.

"My little bitch, each time taking me with that tight cunt" he growled heavily in her ear "I will put in you all the children that you have swallowed."

"Put whatever you want, I love you Kiyoomi" she whimpered this time.

It was the first time they had unprotected sex, but the way the girl's pussy milked the boy's cook was already something unique.

And that was it, letting out a huge scream as she came all over his cock and seconds after he had left his hot semen inside her pussy, passing his hands through her entrance and leaving that liquid inside her.

Y/N's chest was moving irregularly, making a certain wavy-haired boy laugh in between who got closer to her knowing that she was already quite exhausted.

“Baby, this is nothing that we have to do in the next round. I have a lot of semen in my balls, so start milking them because I want to have many children with you."

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kurinoot · 3 years

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forgive me father, for I have sinned [part 1]

-> a priest by the day, a incubus by night. an unexpected, sacrilegious combination. who knew that one person of such sacrilege have their eyes on you?

pairing: meian x afab!reader

themes: smut, 18+ MDNI, sacrilege (especially at part two), incubus!meian, priest!meian, virgin!reader, noncon/dubcon, mentions of somnophilia, fingering, pet names (little lamb), mentions of corruption

wc: 1.8k [cross-post to ao3]

notes: hello hello! here’s my piece for the decadence open collab by @sugawara-sweetheart as well as for @chiwhorei!’s heavenly bodies collab! this idea has been living in my head rent-free lol for a while now after an entire discussion about this with @kinsurou in the hqhq basement and now felt like the perfect time to write this one! also, I divided this into 2 parts lmao and yes, thank you so much to @meiansmistress, @vanille--kiss, and @anime-nymph for beta-ing this baby! midas’ touch is real, babyyy

chants: the phantom of the opera - andrew lloyd webber

part 1 | part 2

The gentle wind is cool, nipping and kissing against your exposed skin despite the peaking sunlight straining through the afternoon clouds against your being.

It’s another usual Sunday for you, breathing in the crisp scent of dried leaves from the trees leading up to your destination as you walk all by yourself. Your hands toy with the pleats of your black knee-length skirt on the way to the nearest parish that you started attending ever since you moved here. The small bag strapped to your shoulder threatens to slip down the more you play with your skirt, leaving you to play with your fingers in front of your chest instead.

Good thing I wore a thick blouse for today! you shudder with your thoughts, hugging yourself from the cool gusts of wind brushing against your skin as you hitch your bag back up your shoulder.

“Y/N! Good to see you attending Sunday mass as usual!”

“Father Meian! Yes, of course I wouldn’t miss it!” You beam as you undoubtedly shake the large palm in front of you.

Ever since you landed your dream job as a therapist at the nearby mental health clinic and moved out of your parents’ house, you have been living on your own. Being the product of a strict Catholic upbringing, attending Sunday masses has never left your routine; it is already embedded in your weekly life.

The priest accompanies you inside, fully aware of the innocent hand on the back of your waist while he engages you with small talk, internally smirking with the filthiest of intentions.

She won’t know what’s coming...

You have been attending the Sunday masses for quite some time now, and you have been the apple of Father Shūgo Meian’s eye for a while now too. He has always anticipated your weekly visits, and today was no different as he tries to let his fingers bury nicely into your warm, clothed back.

You met him a while back during one of the parish’s charity drives for the marginalized. You had taken it upon yourself to become more proactive, going as far as becoming one of the main managers of the drive. He knows and likes how dedicated you are in giving back to the community and ever since meeting you, he’s been nothing but a smitten man.

He makes sure to praise your warm heart and tenacity as much as he can, and such tender words make you flush as well as make your trust in the clergyman grow. Seeing him and talking with him always made you feel safe and welcome, and it's those feelings that keep you coming back with a smile every week.

You sigh in sluggishness, body aching from being out all day as you let yourself into the comfort of your apartment before closing and locking the door rather arbitrarily.

Being in the mental health field alone is taxing enough, hence why you don’t have any work on Sundays, but it wasn’t really in your plans to actually meet with your friends and stay out late on Sunday right after a church service.

“Good Lord, I really need some sleep tonight,” you shake your head in mixed utterance, slowly stripping off your clothes piece by piece and tossing them into the small laundry basket sitting half-full beside your bed. The pull of your panties and the unclasping of your bra leaves you breathing more deeply and freely, chest steadily rising and falling as you toss them into the growing heap of the laundry basket.

“Fucking finally,” you sigh in comfort as you plop yourself right onto the solace of your sheets and the fluff of your pillows, drowning yourself in the scent of fresh laundry. You let it wash over you to coax your body and your dulled senses to sleep.

If there’s one thing that Meian is pretty much confident in, it’s being able to climb towering buildings with ease and stealth. The slow deterioration of bricks on the walls, gritting with mold, is no match for his polished, retractable claws.

After all, he’s from the nether depths of damnation himself.

This is gonna be a piece of cake.

Of course it’s nothing to him. Anything in this mundane world is nothing against the reins of divine or evil magic at the flick of his fingertips.

For sure, being the juicy morsel that caught his eye entails him knowing an eerie amount of things about you. For instance, he knows you work an 8 - 5 shift at the nearby mental health clinic, and how much you love your job no matter how much it takes a toll on your own mental health.

But he also knows the details no one else knows about.

He knows and indulges at the fact that you sleep fully naked—fully bare for him and only him without your knowledge.

Oh how shameful is it that not even your own friends know about it.

But he takes advantage of it nonetheless.

As he lands right outside your window, he peeks into the insides of your bedroom, clapping and lurching with despicable delight at the lack of curtains so he can fully feast on your naked, vulnerable figure snoring away, so unaware yet so beautiful. He licks his lips, wetting them at the sight of the peaking buds of your nipples. His thick, clunky fingers become restless in anticipation at the temptation to just break your windows and ravage your alluring nakedness.

With the swipe of black magic at his fingertips, he effortlessly unlocks your seemingly secure window. He swings it open firmly as he retreats his fluttering wingspan onto the broad plane of his back just so he can fit to enter into your humble abode.

As soon as he steps inside, he’s seething—seething and breath hitching at how your body’s all flushed from the humid heat of your bedroom. He loves the messy slew of your hair flowing like a confluence of rivers on your sheets while your limbs are unwittingly open as if they’re welcoming him.

As if you’re welcoming him.

His deft fingers twitch in utter temptation, the urge to wreck your virgin cunt that he's suppressed until now coming at him at full speed. Despite being a creature of inexplicable lust, the furthest thing Meian has ever done to you was occupy a small space in your mind, invading your once innocent thoughts with dark, decadent, vivid images of your pussy clenching around his girthy fingers.

“You look like an angel, my little lamb,” he muses with taunt and irony, stepping in front of your wide legs. He undeniably licks his smirking lips at the sight of your pussy all ready for him to abuse with the power of his fingers. “Can’t wait to break this virgin cunt of yours and corrupt them, my little lamb”.

It feels so hot.

Your tummy feels unbelievably hot—scorching hot while you still try to process everything you’re currently feeling for the umpteenth time around. If it weren’t for the fire fueling in your loins, maybe a good night sleep would be in order.

You shudder in amalgamated pleasure and fear, processing the fact that it’s literally been days since you’ve been haunted by gushes and series of blazing hotness right in your lower belly, waking up the next day with wetness pooling and soaking your sheets wet. It’s not pee, you think, trying not to be disgusted because for sure, you know how to control your bladder. Nevertheless, you become increasingly exhausted at the now dreadful routine of changing the sheets every fucking morning.

You can't tell if it's just your dreams fooling you and becoming too vivid. Or maybe it's your own traitorous fingers, exploring on their own as you sleep, making your body know pleasure.

There’s no time or ability to think, something slender and long deftly entering the wet ring of muscle inside the growing warmth of your cunt. It undeniably stretches you—lips widening at the searing blaze of whatever it is that skillfully spreads your pussy apart, your head and eyes blurring and rolling back from the sheer pleasure.

“Oh… My God—” you mewl out in your head, words stuck at the tip of your tongue. Your limbs are beyond saving grace, too tired to even lift a finger. Your eyes succumb to the growing spots of darkness entering your vision and you finally sink back into the deep, dark waters of unconsciousness.

The demon before you on the other hand basks in corrupted glee, drenched fingers pumping in and out of you as he watches your nose scrunch and brows narrow, drinking in the view of your closed, sleeping eyelids. He religiously massages the soft, sensitive spots in the warm, stretched muscle of your insides, watching you with a smirk as the staccato of your cries and moans leave your once virtuous lips.

“O-Oh God!” He hears you wail once his fingers run over the sinful button of your bundle of nerves, flicking and flitting it as he awaits the explosion of your unreleased, pent-up pleasure. Meian’s torturous laughter turns into a righteous ear-to-ear smirk of victory as your stifled moans turn into a scream fest, your very first orgasm ripping and exploding right through you and dripping right down his fingers. As he watches your sleeping body shake and tremble at your intense climax, his deft fingers leave the sopping muscle and he licks them with the searing warmth of his tongue, tasting every drop of your essence weeping down off his fingers and licking them bone dry.

And all it took for him to slowly wrap you around his fingers and turn you into a hot, sobbing mess was only the girth of his fingers. What if it’s not just his fingers?

His eyes become dark, lidded with purely tainted intentions, pupils dilating at the sweet, pulse-inducing taste of your nectar. “Delectable.”

He massages the growing pulsating of his cock, hardening and straining against the strip of cloth barely hanging and covering his crotch while he gutturally groans in frustration.

Not tonight, he thinks with a plan in mind as a devious smile cracks through his sinful lips, there is a better time for this.

With a frustrated but smoldered anger, he looks at you delectable form one more time, licking his lips still slopped with your juices before he walks over and flies out of your window, with the flutter of his wingspan deliberately closing off your windows with adequate force.

Safe to say, you wake up the following morning, groaning at the sight of drenched sheets, frustrated with having to change the sheets once again.

The groan grows louder when you notice the distilled state of your lady bits and the clear liquid trickling down from it. But this time, warmth and utter pleasure blooms right in your stomach as you caress it with the gentleness of your fingertips, a dazed expression on your face.

“It couldn’t have all been a dream…. Could it?”

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