#haikyu

​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.”

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bokuto gets yelled at quite a lot in your household. he gets yelled at for putting the fancy china in the dishwasher when he’s not supposed to, forgetting to separate the laundry and dying all of your clothes an ugly washed out red, and leaving puddles all over the bathroom floor because he steps out of the shower without drying off first and never puts the bath mat down.

one afternoon, your daughter is sitting at the table drawing, legs dangling from the chair, scribbling with colorful crayons on paper and drinking juice from her princess sippy cup. you take a seat next to her to ask her a question.

“baby, what’s mommy’s name?”

she puts down her coloring utensils and says cheerfully, with a smile as wide and bright as her father’s, “mommy!”

“and how about daddy’s name?”

without a single second of hesitation she takes a deep breath to prepare herself and yells so loud you feel the house shake, “KOOOUUUTAAAROOOUUU!”

you laugh at the way she furrows her brows and juts out her bottom lip the same way you do when you’re frustrated at your husband’s antics.

“i guess mommy does yell at daddy at lot, huh?”

she nods and gives that look that tells you, yeah right, we know. “yup. because daddy always does silly stuff!” she giggles at the thought.

you giggle back in agreement. “he does, doesn’t he?”

you hear loud footsteps pad down the hardwood floor in the hallway, and bokuto’s head pops out from the corner.

“sweetheart, did you call my name?”

you and your daughter just laugh. like mother, like daughter.

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a/n: i think im gonna start writing again, slowly at least so i dont get burnout like i did last time i was in here. im probably never gonna finish my summer event i started before i fell of the face of the earth so sorry to everyone who requested and never got anything tysm for your support nonetheless </3 anyways ok pls take this i thought it was cute 👍

wc: 0.5k content warning: kinktober day 17 - marathon :3, smut, feral ushijima x reader, yes.. he's big, creampie, not proofread

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lord have mercy... it's simmering hot, the room smells of sex and sweat as you come back from your unconsciousness—breath hitching and voice all ragged from the way you screamed at the top of your lungs, taking in your husband's ferocious fat cock.

you've just orgasmed once, but holy shit did it knock all the wind out of your lungs as he continued to fuck you through your limits. your gummy pink walls never let loose for his monstrous girth that remained pistoning through your cunt with great haste.

your bodies rub against each other, sheen and dripping with sweat as the clicking of his pelvis hitting your ass echoed along the walls of your bedroom. clinging onto dear life whole your knuckles turned a shade of white from gripping onto the bedsheets with all your might, your back arched like crazy while you felt him pulsate inside of you—dragging his dick on and out your tight pussy.

all you could do was continue moaning and gasping for air and staining your sheets with cum. you couldn't escape ushijima when he's gone absolutely feral. with his strong, big build, the stretching is always going to be intense, even if he prepares you with his thick fingers. the ringing you both hear? it's the lewd sounds of your bodies connecting repeatedly filling the air.

ushijima's grip on your waist was absolutely bruising and felt like he was cinching you in while making sure your legs stayed open for him. he's grunting, suppressing his primal urges and moans while he tilts his head back as waves of pleasure wash over him.

you? you were ready to cum again with the way he's nonstop yanking your ass back onto his girth that's filling in every crevice of your body. it was hard to breathe but you loved every overstimulating second of it—clawing at your headboard, face basically down into your pillow, all while your ass stayed up for him to demolish.

god, every time he slid out—you felt so empty without ushijima. but in? you were completely stuffed to the brim, frothing with a milky white outline on the circumference of his cock, even followed by the squelching wet sounds coming from your cunt that dripped with your mixed juices.

your walls are stretched to the max just for his obscene size, like ushijima's cock was molding you to be his pussy. feeling him his your cervix was eye rolling, your mouth's hung wide open, drooling into your pillow as your legs tremble and shake from the way he hits you in your most sensitive areas to bring you to straight euphoria.

creampie after creampie, he's still at it—giving you the whole bakery. the amount of cum he's spilled inside your womb was insane. the sight of just sliding his cock out to watch your gaping hole twitch and suddenly splat out his milky white load was such a sight for him..

a sight for him to fill his feral urges.

like why does youtuber streamer and owner of bouncing ball co kozume kenma aka kodzuken know the libero of this russian team and this half russian model and this comedian / chef and also a bunch of div 1&2 pro volleyball players and his childhood bsf works for the jva

some kid comes to class one day and his teacher knows half the japanese national team ????? THIS RANDOM COP IN MIYAGI IS A SENPAI TO HINATA SHOYO AND KAGEYAMA TOBIO i’m in tears actually this is so funny how have i never considered this

yachi taking time off for the olympics and her colleagues are like oh omg what are you watching? you could come and watch at this bar with us! and she’s like actually my super famous besties got me tickets to go see the games IN PERSON and that’s how they learn she’s besties with hinata and kageyama bc she also posts a selfie w them and yamaguchi and tsukishima

new fans are so confused on how and why hinata knows so many people??? why is he on good terms with the japanese guy who plays for that one polish team? why is he posting selfies with san juan’s star setter???? why is san juan’s star setter married to THE JAPANESE TEAMS ATHLETIC TRAINER??? WHAT IS HAPPENING

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