#bokuto drabble

[b1urryt3ars]

Bokuto and Kuroo masterbate together to see who can hold out the longest (neither of them can, both of them are too horny to hold out for so long)

[verslxt]

wedding bells~k. bokuto

one thing about bokuto is that this poor baby is very very emotional. when he preposed to you, he had tears in his eyes. once you said yes those tears spilled out. the way he hugged you after made you cry too.

now having you walk down the isle in the dress you picked out with the vail that his mother wore on her wedding day. this baby boy was holding back so many tears. and then he saw your hair. the hair hes held back on the many occasions that you've had to throw up. all curled/straightened flowing over your collar bones (just act you got extensions if you don't have long hair (i got them for prom and i'm in love with them)). your smile. that beautiful smile. the smile where you show your teeth all the time. not the fake smile bokuto saw you give to all the people saying that you shouldn't be with him before hitting them (y/n is a fucking boss bitch okay. other than when she sees a spider. k?).

his eyes trailed down to your hands. your hands that hes held over and over again. wether he was sad, happy, or scared your hand were always there for him to hold. always wearing the promise ring he got you. then his eyes trailed back up to your collar bones. the necklace. the same necklace he gave you on your first anniversary. the necklace you've worn through every fight, the necklace you've worn every sexy night, the necklace you've worn all the time

once you reached the altar, his tears started to fall. the first one coming out of the right eye to signal happiness. you wiped his tears softly with a small kiss on the cheek as you wiped them.

"i koutarou bokuto take you y/n l/n to be my friend, my lover, the mother to my children and my wife. i will be your in time of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in time of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay with you, for all eternity"

"i y/n l/n take you koutarou bokuto to be my friend, my lover, the mother to my children and my wife. i will be your in time of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in time of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay with you, for all eternity"

"do you koutarou bokuto take y/n l/n to be your lawfully wedded wife"

"i do"

"do you y/n l/n take koutarou bokuto to be your lawfully wedded husband"

"i do"

"you may now kiss the bride"

bokuto wasted no time kissing you

[sn00pism]

Am I pretty?

Feeling down? don't worry, your dear Kou and Kei will take care of you. Characters: Bokuto Koutaro x chubby reader x Akaashi Keiji.

You think I'm ugly (Don't you?) And I know you hate my body

You sighed as you looked at your friend Keiji, he seemed content in the volleyball court, setting for the loud Bokuto.

The duo were inseparable, after all they had been friends since little.

As a group of girls passed by, you heard them giggle, looking into the direction of your two friends, hearing them whisper and chuckle.

You frowned at your half eaten food, thoughts going to grim and obscure places about your appearance and most importantly about how your two best friends looked at you.

They would never see you as a woman, after all you're not slim and dainty and fragile, you have a bigger frame, thick thigs and cellulite, as well as some chub on your arms and stomach.

You set down your container with a sigh and looked at the manga editor and professional athlete in front of you, tossing the ball between each other.

Your sigh captured their attention, the ball falling to the ground until Bokuto picked it up, both of them joining you in the small picnic mat you had set up for the three of you.

"What's wrong, pretty?" Bokuto was the first one to ask, his yellow eyes slightly hidden by the black cap on his head.

"You can tell us anything, lovely… what's bothering you?" Akaashi asks while looking at you and pulling a strand of hair from your face.

Your frown deepens as you think you're bothering your friends with some useless thoughts, so you plaster a slight smile on your face.

"nothing much! College has me stressed that's all!" you lie through your teeth and while the answer satisfies Bokuto, it doesn't satisfy Akaashi, who just sighs.

"you're lying.. You have a smile on but it looks empty… besides, you haven't even finished your food.. Weren't you very hungry before? You always eat a lot and now you've barely eaten"

You pull a face at his words, of course he'd think you always eat, you're nothing but a fat friend. That's what you do.

"are you saying that I'm not okay because I didn't finish my food? Is that all you guys think I am? Just the fat friend who's always associated with food, right? Because I have this body I can't be anything more than just the fat friend"

You explode slightly, voice hard and eyes teary.

"pretty? That's not what Akaashi meant…"

"of course not! But it still stings to hear that you guys don't like my body! No one, not even you guys will ever see me as a woman and it hurts!" you sigh into your hands, crying softly.

You feel Bokuto's calloused hands pull away your hands from your face and feel Akaashi wipe your tears away.

"Sweetie, you can always change your ways… and we'll be there to help you out.. " Akaashi murmurs, watching you sniffle and nod

"I'm shit at cooking though, Kei.."

"we'll cook for you, love…"

Bokuto grabs one of your hands and Akaashi the other one, each of them raising them to kiss your knuckles, a smile affectionate smile on their face.

"who told you we don't like your body?" Akaashi murmurs against your skin.

"We've always liked your beautiful thighs… and your soft arms, and your cute tummy… we love you very much but we also get it if you want to change…" Bokuto smiles softly at you, then nuzzling his face into your neck.

"you're the most beautiful woman we have ever seen, lovely"

Tell me love oh "Am I pretty?"

[b1urryt3ars]

Switch Bokuto 18+

{Featuring: Sub! Bokuto}

{Contents: oral m! Receiving, praising}

This is the longest writing I’ve wrote so far but I have more writings to post//

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Bokuto is a switch. You can’t change my mind.

He absolutely loves the feeling of being full, wether it’d be his mouth, him on his knees, tears streaming down his face from his partner’s cock hitting the back of his throat, tongue swirling around the tip of the persons cock to the base,

him patiently waiting for cum to shoot in his mouth so he can stick out his tongue and show him swallowing his partner’s cum. He loves the feeling of the warm substance going down his throat.

Or someone fucking his ass, skin-slapping everytime this partners hips meets his ass.

his hands gripping the sheets under him, face flushed, sweat covers him completely, cum drips out of his ass, making his partners cock go in and out easier and sloppier.

Tears stream down his face, eyes closed, mouth open, silently screaming from how it hits his g-spot, his legs shake, toes curled. He takes it so well, he knows he does. He loves listening, he absolutely loves being praised. Being praised over little things or being called a good boy makes his knees weak.

He moves one of his hands to grip his ass, the other still gripping the sheets making his knuckles white, he moans out he’s so close to cumming, his back arch’s more.

Now he’s fully face down ass up, he reaches his climax, creaming on his partner’s cock, he covers the bed sheets, his chest and thighs with his own cum.

He bottoms out, his body going limp, legs shaking violently, him out of breath, he slowly falls asleep with a small smile, he knows he did so so good.

[sleepingnova]

himbo bokuto x bimbo gf who's secretly really smart

I didn't know what to title this, but yeah. also uh this isn't proofread btw

bokuto who has a straight b- average and you who has a straight a average by pure luck ( it's not luck, you're a genius by nature. you come from a family of scientists w PhDs and masters degrees)

bokuto who is 6'3 and big and beefy

you who is 7'5 but is always slouched over with bad posture so you look 5'7

bokuto who has rock hard abs from volleyball and big muscles

you who has big booba and thick in the right places

bokuto who loves picking you up

you who hates the attention so he only does it in private or around his team because they know you both are dating

you who loves being pretty

you who wears dresses and skirts everyday and makeup everyday

bokuto who gets angry when other boys in your classes hit on you and don't take no for an answer

bokuto who is about to punch said kid, when akaashi and kohona step in

you who studies with akaashi, kohona, and bokuto, but all he can think about are your boobs poking through your shirt

you who pulls your hair back to get it out of your face

you who tries so hard to concentrate being in ap classes

you who whines to Keiji about needing help

bokuto who finds your whiny voice hot

bokuto who tells them to leave for a couple minutes because he wants to kiss you all over

bokuto who makes out with you because he loves you and loves being around you and loves touching you all the time

you who shows up to school the next day after said study hangout covered in dark hickies

bokuto who also shows up with faint lipstick marks on his face and down his neck

bokuto who gets a little self conscious when his teammates ask about the lipstick marks on his abs

bokuto with a jock type aesthetic

you with a preppy type aesthetic

bokuto who is loud and bold

you who is laid back and quiet

bokuto who always bugs you

you who has your headphones in all the time

you who smiles when he sees you in the hall and flirts with his eyes as he turns back to his friends

you who is just so in love with him

you who draw pictures and doodles of him and you together

you who shrugs when kids talk about how stalker like you are because of said doodles

bokuto who loves you and your doodles

bokuto who keeps said doodles in his phone case

bokuto who is the best boyfriend

you who loves him.

[tonedtsumu]

Needy Bokuto

I can't stop thinking about needy Bokuto as soon as he gets back home from practice. He wants nothing more than to scoop you up and twirl you around like his cute pretty princess and hear your little giggles. Toss you on the couch and smother your face in kisses saying "I missed you so much honey" "gimmie all your love" and hearing your giggles makes him keep going, crushing you in his loving embrace. After some time he stops, just so he can rest his chin on your chest and look into your big beautiful eyes; eyes that he swears hold the universe in them. And it's at that moment he realizes he's ready to spend the rest of his life with you.

And then the mood changes instantly when his needy grabby hands sneak under your (his) shirt and holds your breasts in his warm calloused hands "my pretty baby, 'm sorry I kept you waiting all day" he pulls the bottom of the shirt up slightly to duck his head under, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes "'m here now and I'm gonna make up for these past couple of nights"

THEN HE FUCKS THE ABSOLUTE LIGHTS OUT OF YOU LIKE HE ROCKS YO SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTT anyways I love him bye

[aztecbrujeria]

Thinking about the buzz of the stadium as they call the long list of names for the liberal arts college. Bokuto is whimpering as your fingers dig into the cool wall of the locker room.

You feel yourself reaching back as you hook you’re arm around his thick neck and feel his hot breath on your shoulder. You could feel the way he stretched you out so perfectly, his hips slapping against your ass, his calloused fingertips digging into your hips as he chased his release.

He could feel the way you sucked him inside and clenched down tighter against his thick dick. He cursed as he could feel his lower back and heavy balls tighten. You felt yourself gush at the thought of someone catching you in your cap and gown.

“B-baby, FUCk, I’m-…”

You wanted him to enjoy himself he worked so hard finishing his degree. Late night studying with Keiji, along with sleep overs and sharing, long hours of exam preparation, exhausting life juggling while playing with MSBY. He finally did it though, Bokuto finished his undergrad and you wanted to share the special day with him.

That’s when you told him to fill you up so you could feel it mess your cute cotton panties while walking the stage with your degree. Bokuto cried out knowing you were gonna do that and he couldn’t help but fill you up.

He helped you pull up your panties as you turned and fixed his cap and gown. While he brushed your hair back and played with the cords on your gown.

“I’m so proud of you Kou. We’ll celebrate with Keiji later.”

You grabbed his hand and pulled him to take his seat waiting for both of your names to be called and walk accross the stage.

[aizawasnumberonefan]

All I Need Is You

Bokuto x reader

1,178 words

It was a well-deserved break. Bokuto had had a long season of volleyball with MSBY. It was his idea to take a camping trip with you. Just the two of you. You felt that you deserved it too. You’d woken up with him for early morning practices, brought snacks and occasional dinners to practices that ran late, and faithfully attended every game whether it was home or away. You’d both thoroughly enjoyed the season, but you each took a breath of relief when the final game of the season was over.

Bokuto had approached you with this idea a few weeks before the season ended, a weekend getaway in the mountains together. You’d made sure to reserve the cute little cabin, pack all the food and snacks you needed, and do your research on fun activities in the area while Bokuto focused on his games and practices. You didn’t mind, you found that you enjoyed making all the pieces fit together to ensure a perfect weekend. It wasn’t too hard, and the look on your boyfriend’s face when you surprised him with a packed car and a plan to leave the next morning was beyond worth it.

You breathed a sigh of relief the following morning when you started the car, ready to begin your relaxing weekend. That sigh of relief was quickly regretted when you got a flat tire less than thirty minutes into your trip. Thankfully you had a spare tire and your boyfriend knew exactly what to do. When you were back on the road, Bokuto realized the GPS was taking the two of you in the wrong direction, and surely enough it wasn’t programmed to the correct address. After turning around and taking several wrong turns trying to get to the right path, you two were set. You drove for a while longer before asking Bokuto to take a turn. The two of you pull into a gas station where he fills up the car while you pull a few snacks to share out of the back. When you’re both situated again, the car won’t start. Thankfully, someone nearby was able to jumpstart your car, but your frustration had started to bubble up.

The two of you made it some time later with a couple other difficulties, but you made it nonetheless. Bokuto ushers you inside to get cozy on the couch, able to read your frustration on your face, while he unloads the car and begins unpacking. As you watch your hunk of a boyfriend carry your luggage in, you try that sigh of relief one more time.

“Thank you.” You say, looking up at Bokuto as he walks back into the cozy living room of the cabin you chose.

He plops down next to you, swinging to lay down across your lap, smiling up at you as you instinctively run your fingers through his wild hair. “Anything for my sweetheart.”

You smile, instantly reminded of why you did all the work to make this weekend happen and why you stand with him every time you can. “I’m lucky to have you.”

“Come on, you know it’s the other way around.” He says, flashing his biggest smile up at you before leaning up to kiss you. “Now what plans does my baby have for us today?”

“We were supposed to go kayaking earlier, but since it took so long for us to get here we missed it.”

“Who needs kayaking anyway? No biggie, what else?”

“I planned for us to make lunch here and then go on a hike.”

“That” he starts, leaning up to peck your lips again, “sounds amazing.”

So that’s what you do. There isn’t much trouble as you pack your lunches and head to the nearby mountain trail, until you realize at the top of the mountain that you forgot to put the lunches in your bags. All you two had brought was a handful of granola bars, which your boyfriend had been happily munching on the entire way up the trail. After only eating the snacks you had in the car, going through everything you’d been through today, and hiking this trail that you chose because you wanted your boyfriend to feel exhilarated, even though it was a little much for you, your frustration boiled over after both you and Bokuto rummaged through your bags in search of any other snacks.

“Oh my god.”

“Please don’t be mad.”

“Oh my god.”

“It was a mistake I promise.”

“Oh mY GOD!”

“I’m sorry-”

“yOU ATE ALL THE GRANOLA BARS?!”

“I didn’t realize-“

You step away, turning to face a tree, putting your head in your hands and taking a few deep breaths to steady yourself. After a few repetitions of counting to thirty and back down, you realize how silly this problem was, and past that, you realize that you were wrong to yell at your boyfriend. You turn around, an apology ready, but it gets caught in your throat when you see Bokuto. His hair is droopy, his frown is deep, and you think you see glints of tears in his eyes. You rush to hug him, and he wraps his arms tightly around you as well, holding you so close you think he could crack a rib, but you just hug back tighter.

“I’m so sorry, Bo.” You mumble against his broad chest. “I’m so sorry that I yelled at you and I’m so sorry that I made you sad and I’m so sorry that I blamed you for the granola bars even though it was my fault that we don’t have lunch,” you take in a shaky breath as your own tears begin to fall, “and I’m so sorry that this weekend is already so awful.”

“No, I’m sorry. I know you worked so hard for this weekend, and I know it feels like everything is going wrong. I’m sorry that this is happening and I wish that I could solve every single problem we come across so that you never have to feel like this again. I just want you to be happy and get to relax.” He replies, kissing the top of your head. “I know how it feels to have things go wrong, and I know how easy it is to let your emotions overcome you when it feels like too much. I’m not mad at you. I’m not upset with you. I love you, and we’re gonna work together to have a great weekend, okay?” He asks, pulling away to see your face, frowning again when he sees your tears. He gently wipes your eyes and cheeks. “We’re the dream team, we’re gonna be alright no matter what.”

You nod and press your face back into his chest. “Can we just stay like this for a little bit longer?”

He kisses the top of your head again. “I’m here for as long as you want. Let’s spend the rest of the day at the cabin, yeah? I don’t need all the activities to have a fun weekend. All I need is you.”