19 y.o.
kiyoomi rolls his eyes and rips his hand from atsumu’s hold. “slut.”
atsumu laughs and walks with kiyoomi to the front door. “you’ll be thanking me once we make this nest.”
//
kiyoomi rolls his eyes and rips his hand from atsumu’s hold. “slut.”
atsumu laughs and walks with kiyoomi to the front door. “you’ll be thanking me once we make this nest.”
//
getting together | university au
Something is rotten in the state of the library.
"I don't think that guy's left the library since my shift yesterday," Kenma says to Bokuto, squinting at him.
He looks tired. A pretty raccoon, with the bags under his eyes, in the same clothes+
getting together | university au
Something is rotten in the state of the library.
"I don't think that guy's left the library since my shift yesterday," Kenma says to Bokuto, squinting at him.
He looks tired. A pretty raccoon, with the bags under his eyes, in the same clothes+
size queen omi cuz his first boyfriend was huge, but the rest of him wasn't built to make this relationship last beyond high school. he's not interested in hooking up with randoms so he'll usually sexually satisfy himself with his collection of big dildos/vibrators.
size queen omi cuz his first boyfriend was huge, but the rest of him wasn't built to make this relationship last beyond high school. he's not interested in hooking up with randoms so he'll usually sexually satisfy himself with his collection of big dildos/vibrators.
“So, who’s going to be the unlucky person that will have the displeasure of talking to you tonight and going home with you?”
Atsumu throws the arm Inunaki slid across his back.
“Anyone would be so lucky to suck my cock. Fuck off.”
“So, who’s going to be the unlucky person that will have the displeasure of talking to you tonight and going home with you?”
Atsumu throws the arm Inunaki slid across his back.
“Anyone would be so lucky to suck my cock. Fuck off.”
#HaikyuuKinkmas2024 @haikyuuchristmas.bsky.social
It’s easy to poke and prod at Kyoutani.
His sweet, nearly feral boyfriend has patience so non existent—
Well it’s all too tempting for Issei to mess with him a little.
#HaikyuuKinkmas2024 @haikyuuchristmas.bsky.social
It’s easy to poke and prod at Kyoutani.
His sweet, nearly feral boyfriend has patience so non existent—
Well it’s all too tempting for Issei to mess with him a little.
Osamu has just settled into the steaming water of the tub, grimacing at the dirt and grime that darkens the water as he sloshes into the wooden tub and closes his eyes.
Osamu has just settled into the steaming water of the tub, grimacing at the dirt and grime that darkens the water as he sloshes into the wooden tub and closes his eyes.
Day 1
NSFW Bokuaka // Slutty Santa
Akaashi Keiji paled when he saw it.
Red velvet fabric with fluffy white detailing across the top and a matching mini skirt.
It was as if it came straight from the costume department from Mean Girls (2004).
Day 1
NSFW Bokuaka // Slutty Santa
Akaashi Keiji paled when he saw it.
Red velvet fabric with fluffy white detailing across the top and a matching mini skirt.
It was as if it came straight from the costume department from Mean Girls (2004).
#HaikyuuKinkmas2024 @haikyuuchristmas.bsky.social
Atsumu isn’t entirely sure who he should be sending a thank you basket to. Maybe it was Bokuto who believed in love and romance so he decided to cover his entire apartment in mistletoe
#HaikyuuKinkmas2024 @haikyuuchristmas.bsky.social
Atsumu isn’t entirely sure who he should be sending a thank you basket to. Maybe it was Bokuto who believed in love and romance so he decided to cover his entire apartment in mistletoe
A harsh smack of a hand landing on flesh reverberated through the room followed by a soft pathetic mewl. Atsumu held Kiyoomi over his lap, tiny skirt lifted up and soft pink panties hung off one of his feet.
A harsh smack of a hand landing on flesh reverberated through the room followed by a soft pathetic mewl. Atsumu held Kiyoomi over his lap, tiny skirt lifted up and soft pink panties hung off one of his feet.
Atsumu hadn’t had any issues with his suitemate this semester. Sure, Akaashi was kind of a weird guy, and Atsumu had been a little worried when Akaashi showed up to their randomly assigned dorm with 2 suitcases of books and almost nothing else.
Atsumu taps her pen against her book, not caring anymore if the sound disrupts her classmates. It’s been a long week, full of exams, meetings and studying that she can barely stay awake. The long hand of the clock on the wall of the lecture hall finally clicks into place at 3:15.
Atsumu taps her pen against her book, not caring anymore if the sound disrupts her classmates. It’s been a long week, full of exams, meetings and studying that she can barely stay awake. The long hand of the clock on the wall of the lecture hall finally clicks into place at 3:15.
Atsumu had been trying to bring Kiyoomi into their little arrangement for awhile. They usually chose a stranger, someone they wouldn’t have to see again.
Atsumu had been trying to bring Kiyoomi into their little arrangement for awhile. They usually chose a stranger, someone they wouldn’t have to see again.
“Ya want me to drive ya home, or d’ya wanna stay the night?”
Kiyoomi thinks back to half an hour ago and makes his decision. “How comfy is your bed?”
Atsumu grins.
“Ya want me to drive ya home, or d’ya wanna stay the night?”
Kiyoomi thinks back to half an hour ago and makes his decision. “How comfy is your bed?”
Atsumu grins.
Atsumu’s head remained bowed as the Emperor assessed him. The older man, now graying and near the end of his reign, hummed as his eyes roamed the gladiator’s form—
Atsumu’s head remained bowed as the Emperor assessed him. The older man, now graying and near the end of his reign, hummed as his eyes roamed the gladiator’s form—
Coach Miya had a crush.
Hagihara was sure of it.
The entire team was sure of it.
There was something different about the way his coach carried himself during practice - he was a lot more spacey,
Coach Miya had a crush.
Hagihara was sure of it.
The entire team was sure of it.
There was something different about the way his coach carried himself during practice - he was a lot more spacey,
Kiyoomi listens from the kotatsu the sounds of Atsumu and Kai playing down the hall.
Kiyoomi can’t imagine what their imaginations have conjured up by now since they started playing.
Kai is obsessed with Atsumu, has been since the beginning. When
Kiyoomi listens from the kotatsu the sounds of Atsumu and Kai playing down the hall.
Kiyoomi can’t imagine what their imaginations have conjured up by now since they started playing.
Kai is obsessed with Atsumu, has been since the beginning. When
"i'm getting the bill," he says, brushing his bangs out of his eyes. "you get him in the car. i need you both," komori stands, quickly looking down to check if his erection is noticeable.
"now."
---END---
i might make this into a fic.. stay tuned :o
"i'm getting the bill," he says, brushing his bangs out of his eyes. "you get him in the car. i need you both," komori stands, quickly looking down to check if his erection is noticeable.
"now."
---END---
i might make this into a fic.. stay tuned :o
"Atsumu, n-not here!"
Kiyoomi weakly shoves at his boyfriend with no real intent to get Atsumu's kiss swollen lips away from his neck.
"Atsumu, n-not here!"
Kiyoomi weakly shoves at his boyfriend with no real intent to get Atsumu's kiss swollen lips away from his neck.
🍙: daddy i need 150k 💕
🦉: sent!!!
🍙: thank youuuu 💖 are you coming to tokyo this weekend? you don't have any games then...
🦉: YES i've been so excited to see my baby i've made sure nothing is on my sched 🙏
🍙: daddy i need 150k 💕
🦉: sent!!!
🍙: thank youuuu 💖 are you coming to tokyo this weekend? you don't have any games then...
🦉: YES i've been so excited to see my baby i've made sure nothing is on my sched 🙏
“Go out with me.”
It took everything in Atsumu’s entire being to say those words with all the false confidence he could muster.
Normally, he was loud, brash, self assured with things he wanted in life.
Volleyball, friendships, family.
“Go out with me.”
It took everything in Atsumu’s entire being to say those words with all the false confidence he could muster.
Normally, he was loud, brash, self assured with things he wanted in life.
Volleyball, friendships, family.
“Ouch! What the *hell* Toya?” Osamu demands, cradling his injured hand to his chest, the wound already bleeding somewhat.
Omegas—
Motoya to be more exact—
Tended to be real bitey at times.
“Ouch! What the *hell* Toya?” Osamu demands, cradling his injured hand to his chest, the wound already bleeding somewhat.
Omegas—
Motoya to be more exact—
Tended to be real bitey at times.
have funnnn creating!
have funnnn creating!
Atsumu raises Akihiko’s hand to wave at Sakusa. “Say bye, Aki!” Akihiko smiles widely as the pair watch Sakusa’s bus pull off. Atsumu waits until the bus turns the corner to start the short walk to his townhome. . He hadn’t planned on living so close to Osamu,
Atsumu raises Akihiko’s hand to wave at Sakusa. “Say bye, Aki!” Akihiko smiles widely as the pair watch Sakusa’s bus pull off. Atsumu waits until the bus turns the corner to start the short walk to his townhome. . He hadn’t planned on living so close to Osamu,