#haikyu x reader

[seitosh]

men who talk dirty, in the most arrogant way. 18+

“yeah, i know, baby”

his voice reverberated against your whimpers, possessing a soft lilt to his husky tone. his lips ran its course on your pussy. not even eating you out, just a damn tease.

his lower lip dragged itself, tracing your puffed folds. your wetness smeared on his lips. he pressed the gentlest, firmest kiss on to your throbbing cunt.

your hips lifted, just a little to meet with his mouth again but all he did was let out a chuckle at your desperation. “now, now, let’s be patient, alright?”

“spread your legs a bit more. can you do that for me, baby?” he blew a cold gush of soft air directly on to your clit, making you gasp, complying instinctively with his request.

he straightened himself up, away from your pussy, and tugged his trousers down— unveiling his thick, robust and undeniably hard of a cock, smeared with pre-cum on the tip.

prominent veins decorated his cock. the entirety of it was bruised a regal shade of purple and blue, purely from restraint, agony of not penetrating the pretty hole.

one hand of his wrapped itself around the base, slowly jerking it up and down sensually, coating his girth with the pre-cum from his. his other hand had adjusted his hair, pushing the wet strands of hair back. “look at me, baby. see what you do to me, sweetheart?”

“you’ve got your man so damn fucked, huh. doesn’t happen that often” you could truly see it, his face flushed, crimson injecting itself in to him, as blood was coursing to his head with profuse intensity.

his canine bit into his lower lip as he slightly lowered himself to you, a spread of his torrid tempered hand lay on your marked thighs while his knees pressed on to the mattress’ softness.

the tip of his cock maliciously kissed your ready hole, only a little, not entering like you had desired for. his hold on his cock tightened as he vehemently guided it up and down your raw pussy.

your juices coated his length as his tip steered through your cunt, drenching on the mess, thrusting between your folds.

one hand of his had pinned your thigh around his waist while the other was too lascivious, shamelessly spread your pussy lips apart with his thumb and index fingers. “hm, yeah, look at her. so wet for my cock. yeah, makes so much sense, doesn’t it baby?” he raises one of his eyebrows while a smirk graces his wintry face. “so damn wet for me. nothing new though”

he was so egotistical, especially now seeing the condition you were in. cheeks burning with an impaling desire, mouth parted to whine and moan, cunt wet enough to completely deep throat him.

his cock, still idly dousing itself with your wetness in a cadenced pattern, a rhythm curated by him only. one that had a burning contact of skin on skin but deprived you of pleasure.

and as if he couldn’t get any more cocky— he slowly dragged his meat from your succulent hole to your lonely clitorus bud as he repeatedly slapped it, then, slowly nudged on it. the slit of his tip incessantly nudging around your clit had you instantaneously moaning his name in stutters. “i know, the dick’s too good huh?”

he was stimulating your pussy so well. consistently dragging the head of his cock between your labia, arrogantly chuckling every time you moaned in dire need. “fuck yeah, want me so bad don’t you? of course you do. why wouldn’t you?”

he had mockingly put it inside but slipped out of quick, a fake pout formed on his face. “shit– oops sorry, can’t put it in, cutie. it’s too big for you. what should we do? hm?” he feigned a sad look while teasing your entrance. how annoying.

“g-god, you’re so full of yourself” you, somehow, muttered through your gritted teeth which had earned a chuckle from him.

“mhm. and now, you are about to be as well”

this is so corny. im sorry everyone

[kayleeeknee]

"x reader" then proceeds to add a name??? Like who the fuck is Sarah???

[anglbunny]

FLINCHED - MULTI

-when his anger is taken out on the wrong place in the wrong time- angst

You heard the door slam before you saw him.

Heavy, rushed steps. Keys tossed onto the console. His bag hitting the floor with a thud that echoed down the hallway.

He didn’t even say hello.

You were already in the kitchen, apron still on, a dish towel over your shoulder and his favorite food still hot on the stove. You had candles lit — just two, small ones, nothing dramatic. You just… wanted to make him smile. You missed his smile.

So when he walked in, stiff-shouldered and scowling, you tried anyway.

“Hey, baby,” you said, gentle, trying to meet him where he was. “Rough day?”

He didn’t answer.

You took a step closer, hands still in the dish towel. “I made—”

“Why is it so fucking dark in here?” he snapped, voice sharp like glass. “I can’t even see anything—can you turn a goddamn light on for once?”

You froze, blinking.

“I— I just thought the candles would be—”

He scoffed, brushing past you, hand running through his hair, exasperated. “Jesus. I come home to this after the shit I’ve been through?”

You swallowed hard. “I didn’t know it would be this bad. I thought maybe—maybe it’d help. I made your favorite.”

You lifted the dish — still warm, perfectly plated, just the way he liked it. Your hands were trembling.

And maybe it was the wrong moment, or maybe he didn’t mean it at all, but he looked at it — looked at you — and said,

“I don’t need you hovering over me. I need space. Just—fuck. Stop trying so hard.”

Silence.

Your fingers shook.

Something in your chest cracked. Not loud — soft. Like the quiet break of something that had been held together too long.

“I was just trying to make you happy,” you whispered.

The dish clattered — not shattered, just dropped onto the counter as your hands fell away. Your breath hitched. The tears came faster than you could stop them.

And then he reached for you.

“Shit—wait, wait—baby, I didn’t mean—”

You flinched.

Like he’d slapped you. Like his voice alone had scorched the space between you.

his eyes widened. His hand froze midair.

You were already turning away — stumbling, shoulder brushing his as you ran past, up the stairs, into the bedroom, the soft sound of a door clicking shut behind you like a final period at the end of a sentence you didn’t want to write.

Downstairs, he stood in the kitchen. Staring at the plate you made. The food untouched. The candles still flickering softly. Pushing back the hair out his eyes

And all he could think was

she was scared. I made her fucking... flinch

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A/n: angst for the baddie that requested this

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[Masterlist]

[kurooscupid]

౨ৎ I TOLD YOU I COULD!

desc;; MDNI, post-time skip, bestfriends 2 lovers, multiple orgasms, finger fucking, soft dom suna, afab!reader, not prof read, rin had a crush on you ever since… so he decides to shoot his shot! , p in v , vaginal sex, squirting, bsf!sunarin → bf!sunarin

AN;; trying something new :) expect mistakes or spelling errors wc: 884

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• bestfriend!suna has heard you complain about it for months. every time the topic of sex comes up during your late-night calls or when you’re chilling at his place after his ejp raijin practices, you sigh and say the same thing everytime. “no one’s ever been able to make me squirt. they all tap out or get tired before it even gets close.”

he’s usually half-laying on the couch scrolling through his phone with that signature lazy smirk, but this time he actually looks up, eyes narrowing with interest.

“bet i could,” he says casually, like he’s commenting on the weather.

you laugh in his face. “yeah right, rin. you’re my best friend, not some sex god.”

• bestfriend!suna just raises an eyebrow, setting his phone down. “i’m serious. give me one night. if i can’t make you squirt, i’ll get ya anything you want. but if i do…” his smirk turns sharper, “you admit i’m better than every guy you’ve ever let touch you.”

you thought he was joking.

he wasn’t.

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two nights later you’re in his apartment after one of his games, still buzzing from watching him dominate on court. weell… one teasing conversation turns into a full blwown makeout session on his couch, and before you know it he has you pinned to his bed, long fingers already buried deep inside you.

• bestfriend!suna is annoyingly good. he takes his time, curling those stupidly long fingers against that spongy spot inside you while his thumb circles your clit with lazy precision. his hazel eyes stay locked on your face the entire time.

“told you,” he murmurs, voice low and smug as he speeds up. “you’re already soaking my hand,”

you’re stubborn, still trying to deny it even as your thighs start shaking. but rintaro just leans down, lips brushing your ear.

“let go. i know you can squirt for me, pretty girl.”

• bestfriend!suna doesn’t stop when you cum the first time. he keeps fucking you with his fingers through it, palm pressing firm against your clit, curling harder, faster, wet obscene sounds filling the room as he forces you higher.

“c’mon pretty girl… give it to me.”

your second orgasm hits harder. your back arches clean off the bed and you squirt all over his hand and wrist, soaking his forearm and the sheets beneath you. the sound you make is broken and shocked. suna’s eyes darken with satisfaction.

“there we go,” he breathes, looking way too proud of himself. “fucking knew you could.”

his fingers out slowly, savoring the way your walls flutter around them. he doesn’t rush. instead, he leans down and kisses you deep as he lines himself up, pressing the head of his cock against your soaked entrance.

• bestfriend!suna fucks you through three more orgasms that night, making you squirt two more times — once while you’re riding him, and once when he has your legs pushed back to your chest, pounding deep and relentless.

every time you soak his cock and stomach, suna lets out this low, warm chuckle, almost like he can’t believe how good you feel. his thumb keeps gently circling your swollen clit, eyes half-lidded as he watches you fall apart with pure adoration.

“look at you…” he murmurs between slow, deep thrusts, sweat slipping down his messy brown hair. “so beautiful like this. i’ve got you, baby. just let go for me.”

when he finally cums, he buries himself to the hilt, groaning softly against your neck as he fills you up, hips twitching with every pulse. his voice is rough but gentle when he whispers,

“all mine… only me from now on, kay?”

you’re a trembling, soaked mess underneath him, sheets completely ruined, thighs sticky with both of you. all you can do is weakly smack his shoulder, trying to catch your breath.

“told you i could,” he whispers,

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• bestfriend!suna made good on his bet. after that night he didn’t even give you a chance to pretend it was a one-time thing. the next morning you woke up to him already scrolling through his phone next to you, arm slung over your waist like it belonged there.

“morning, squirt,” he said with that lazy smirk, not even looking up. you threw a pillow at his head.

• annoying boyfriend!suna is literally the worst (and best) thing that’s ever happened to you. he went from your stupid best friend who sent you dumb texts at 3am to the guy who now texts you “thinking about how pretty you look when you’re crying on my dick” while you’re in a work meeting.

• annoying boyfriend!suna is obsessed with making you squirt now that he knows he can. he turns it into a game. movie night? his hand is in your panties the whole time. lazy sudnay morning? he eats you out until the sheets are ruined and you’re pushing his head away because you can’t take anymore.

“rin— rinnie i can’t—”

“you can. don’t be dramatic. give me one more.”

• annoying boyfriend!suna is ridiculously clingy in the most infuriating way. he’ll lay on top of you after sex, still buried inside you, refusing to pull out while he scrolls through his phone and occasionally thrusts lazily just to hear you whine.

“rin get off me i’m sweaty.”

“no. i live here now.”

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[elicalace]

hajime iwaizumi getting blinded by your lethal facecard <3 fem!reader

hajime is used to seeing pretty girls all the time. the only issue? they're usally not here for him — it sounds crazy because he's not ugly, but it's the truth, the girls he finds attractive talk to him only to get closer to oikawa.

so yes, maybe he's a bit jealous of his best friend for stealing all the pretty girls, but who wouldn't be? it's not like something he thinks about every single day — only when he sees his exact type march over only to go straight to the star of the game.

he got used to it soon — he doesn't need thousands of pretty fans to swarm him.

imagine his surprise when he sees the girl of his dreams standing infront of him, a picture of him in her hand, waiting for him to sign it afterr a game.

"uhm do you think you could maybe sign this? please." the moment he hears your voice he's already convinced this must be a dream — his eyes move fast to take in all off you, only to come to the conclusion perfection is standing in front of him.

seemingly coming out of his trance realizing he's just staring at you with parted lips and wide eyes, he blushes and tries to speak. "uh— yes sorry sure." he wants to slap himself mentally for sounding so stupid, but he doesn't have anytime because you're already smiling and holding out the pen for him to take.

and if he was red before it doesn't compare to now — his hand touching yours so lightly he wonders if he imagined it. taking a deep breath to try to get his act together he signs the picture — with the pink pen and he almost smiles to himself. you're getting better with every minute that passes.

when he gives you the picture back, he's almost relucant — like he doesn't want the moment to vanish, to lose you forever without even getting your name. "thank you so much, hajime." your voice comes out soft, now he's not sure how he could ever forget this conversation.

he wants to tell you to keep talking, to keep saying his name like that — it never sounded better. but you're already turning away like you're scared of annoying him. so, he does something oikawa would probably clap on his shoulder for and tell him he's proud of him — he catches your wrist right before you're out ouf reach.

it makes you halt right away — and when you're looking at him with wide eyes and glossy lips he almost forgot to talk. "oh u—uhm i'm sorry, you're really pretty do you think i could get your number?" it comes out more confident than before, his heart beating so hard he's scared it might jump out off his chest.

the moment you smile he lets out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. "of course. do you have your phone?" hajime feels his confidence come back, his usual lazy barely-there smile on his face. when you take his phone and start tapping your number down with manicured nails he looks at you a last time like he's trying to burn the image in his brain.

you move to give him back his phone once you're done and when he holds out his hand to take it, you move right past it — until you're next to him, pressing the phone to his chest. he's confused until you get on your toes to whisper something in his ear right before vanishing in the crowd.

"i like fancy restaurants and red roses."

he can't respond — not because you're already disappearing in the crowd, but because he thinks you just officially broke him. he stands there staring at the new contact, 'cute girl from the game ' written with a pink heart next to it.

he's already looking up the fanciest restaurant near.

[showhay]

iwaizumi catches you talking behind his back ; fluff

​iwaizumi was looking for his water bottle in the clubroom after a grueling three-hour practice. the gym was quiet, the rest of the team already in the showers, when he heard your voice through the open window of the adjacent equipment shed. you were talking to one of the first-year managers.

​“i don’t know, i just like guys who are dependable. like… someone who works hard without bragging about it.”

​“like iwaizumi-senpai?” the manager asked.

​“yeah,” you murmured softly. “exactly like him. he’s really reliable. and his arms are… well, you know.”

​outside, iwaizumi completely short-circuited. he dropped his gym bag with a loud, echoing clatter against the concrete porch. his dark eyes were wide, his mouth slightly open, and his face instantly turned a violent, agonizing shade of red under his dark bangs. he stood there like a statue, his heart hammering against his ribs so forcefully he was convinced the entire prefecture could hear it.

​the shed door slid open immediately. you stepped out, holding a basket of volleyballs, and froze when you saw him standing there, looking like he had just witnessed a crime.

​“iwaizumi!” you gasped, your own face burning. “how much of that did you hear?”

​he cleared his throat, a loud, rough sound, his shoulders hunching up defensively as he slammed his hands into his tracksuit pockets. “the… the part about the arms,” he barked out defensively, his voice cracking slightly before he forced it down into a growl. he stepped right into your space, towering over you, his jaw set so tight a muscle was ticking. he looked terrifyingly intense, but his ears were glowing bright crimson. “if you want to talk about my arms, say it to my face. and… and i am dependable. i’ll walk you to the station every day from now on to prove it. so stop talking about me behind my back.”

n: for my beloved discord members, cs i’m outside rn lawl.. i can’t write fics ;(

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[zmbkats]

BF TEXTS W TSUKISHIMA !!

໒꒱ ‧₊˚ kei tsukishima x reader

cw: joking ab breaking up, very stupid roblox games, suggestive texts from reader, tsuki being a big ole baby who misses his gf, job mention, plotting to put tsukishima in a sexy nurse costume 👅

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[rebelssvy]

how i imagine haikyuu men in bed ✧.*

WITH TWT LINKS!! be aware..

haikyuu men x reader

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including!! kageyama, ushijima, kuroo, atsumu, osamu, tsukishima, bokuto, iwaizumi and oikawa.

kageyama:

him.

i don’t think he would talk that much. as much as i wish he would he’s definitely big on making you feel good, but concentrating so much he doesn’t say a word.

also big on moaning, he doesn’t realize he’s doing it. you just make him feel so good he can’t help but slip out a couple whimpers.

ushijima:

holy him

he loses his mind at the thought of your pussy. it is his weakness. he tends to always be a little too rough. after care is his specialty.

he never really moans. it’s maybe more of a growl, or groan. not very talkative other than a “yeah..? you like that?” or maybe “are you okay?”

kuroo:

first.

also him

he is such a tease, but at the end of the day he loves making you feel good. he likes a bratty girl that loves to be tamed. if i’m being so honest he also loves public sex. i cannot lie.

also loves being vocal. it comes with all the teasing

atsumu:

him.

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again. that man is a LOVERBOY and if he is in love with you. your getting the best treatment ever.

he’s vocal about how much he loves you, “yer so pretty baby..” he would moan.

osamu:

him.

i actually believe he is more of a tease then his brother. he loves fucking you hard. maybe in pubic too. like in the back of the onigiri restaurant. fuckkk that turns him on so bad.

bokuto:

him

his whole goal in life is to worship you and make you feel good at any cost. he loves telling you he loves you. he also loves looking at you while you are having sex. his dick gets hard at the thought of you. he also cums at the thought of you cumming. he’s just in love with you

tsukishima:

fuck him

he goes faint in the head at the thought of your pussy all spread for him to play with. definitely a tease, definitely more vocal. but at the same time he really does love you and he’s not evil.

he loves it when you cum on his fingers.

iwaizumi:

this guy fucks

he is sweet but also a little rougher. i don’t see him being completely vanilla. definitely into all the all smacks and spit. makes the air heavy if he spits in your mouth.

loves jealous sex, “which you like more huh? this dick or him..?”

oikawa:

this screams him.

a big switch, he loves your boobs no matter the size. i do think he’s definitely whiny in bed. talkative sometimes but it really depends.

comment who you want to see in part two

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