Abandonment Issues? Fuck Yeah I’m Abandoning These Issues. Bye

LOVESICK.

— a masterlist containing works of bully!haikyuu boys.

the works below contain dark content (dubcon + more to be added), please heed warnings before reading.

all characters in these works are 18+

there’s no set dates/order for these to come out.

list is subject to change! characters can be added and/or removed.

MINORS DNI WITH THESE.

SUNA RINTAROU — CRYBABY.

includes. dubcon/noncon-ish, virginity loss, degradation, slight dacryphilia, fingering, squirting, unprotected penetration, tad bit of hair-pulling, semi-public sex

SAKUSA KIYOOMI — KISS LATER.

includes. dubcon, virginity loss, foot/shoe humping, no prep, unprotected penetration, creampie, semi-public sex, messy, degradation

AKAASHI KEIJI — ONE & ONLY.

includes. slight bully!akaashi, vbc manager!reader, dubcon, fingering, unprotected + creampie, virginity loss, degradation, slight manipulation

MIYA ATSUMU — EGOIST.

includes. (past) bully!atsumu, bullying, harassment , angst, fluff, enemies to lovers

© all writings belongs to suhkusa 2021. do not repost or change.

captain oikawa takes full advantage of the sweet pining lil crush little cheerleader you have on him. it’s like the universe wanted this right? the handsome captain of the volleyball team with his own personal cheerleader.

abuse... of power... make me... cower... (omg i tried so hard to rhyme there forgive me)

nsfwish, fem reader, manipulation-y?, nothing too crazy, just oikawa being slimy

“oi- oikawa-san!”

there it is; your beautiful, little voice. it’s become a ritual, to hear your footsteps come up behind him before he can enter the gym.

“hey.” he smiles down at you when he turns. you’re dressed in your little cheerleading outfit, hair put up and tied with teal bows. 

“oikawa-san...” your cheeks are dusted with a blush. “i’ll be- i’ll be cheering for you today; extra loud, too.”

“you will?” he pats the back of his head. “that would make me very happy... you’re like my good luck charm, you know?”

“i am?”

“of course you are.” he comes to brush a strand of hair behind your ear. “tell you what, if we win tonight... why don’t you come meet me behind the gym? i’ll take you out somewhere. deal?”

that light dust of blush is dark now. you look like you’re about to combust. ah, what a sweet, little girl you are.

“d- deal!” you grin so wide. “i know you won’t lose, oikawa-san!”

and they don’t; seijoh never loses.

in all honesty, the cheers get muddled after a while; he can’t tell which voice from which, but of course he tells you he could hear you loud and clear.

“you could?” you pull his jacket tighter over your shoulders. 

“of course!” he laughs, his breath becoming steam in the cold air. “it was cute.”

you blush, looking up at the sky for a moment. “um, where are we going, oikawa-san?”

“my place.” he throws and arm around you. “you don’t mind, do you?”

“oh, of course not!”

of course you don’t.

he lets you inside his house first, looking at those pretty little legs beneath your skirt. his jacket hangs over you as he leads you to his room, watching you get all flustered.

“here, come sit.” he pats his thigh as he settles himself on the floor.

“on your- your lap?”

“yeah? where else?”

you do as he says, still wrapped up in his jacket. your back is to his chest, and his arms snake around you to hold you.

“oi- oikawa-san, there’s something i need to tell you.”

“you can call me tooru, you know.”

“tooru...” you’re so quiet. “i... i like you a lot, tooru.”

“you do?” he fakes a gasp.

“y- yeah...” 

“well, what if i told you...” he places his lips right over your ear. “that i like you, too.”

you turn to look at him. “really?”

“of course.” a smooth smile finds his face. “you’re the prettiest girl on the cheer team, after all.”

“that’s- that’s not true...”

god, the insecure ones are the best.

“don’t say that,” he chuckles. “you’re the prettiest girl in the entire school...”

his hands move to stroke your skin.

“oh, oikawa-- tooru-san... there’s a lot of girls that are way prettier... at our school...”

“don’t be like that... do i have to show you how beautiful you are?”

“you- you think i’m beautiful?”

he has one hand coming beneath your cheer skirt, the other hovering above your breast. what he really wants to say is that you’re fuckable, but  girls like you need an extra kick if he’s ever gonna get between your legs.

sgudhsjssj i love ur blog <3 was hoping if i could request a small fic where kyōtani gets horny late at night and asks f!reader to sit on his face and ‘smut’ ensues ?1??1? ahh i hope this was okay lol <3 have a good day ʕ￫ᴥ￩ʔ

KYŌTANI K. + FACE-SITTING —

c/w: f. reader; pet name “puppy”; hint of daddy kink; face-sitting; hair-pulling; pinch of manhandling

you’re home late one night // slipping into bed next to a half-awake kyou // he immediately pulls you into his side // hot chest pressed tight against yours n his cock starting to chub at the thought of fucking you

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“couldn’t sleep without you, baby girl,” he murmurs, sliding a warm hand over your hip, fingertips just dipping and teasing under the waistband of your shorts.

“‘kenta.” your voice is a whiny whisper in the almost dark, knowing exactly where this leads— where it always leads when he gets needy and handsy like this.

“c’mon, puppy. let me taste you, yeah?” his hand dips fully under your shorts, grabbing a handful of your ass and dragging you towards him. his hips roll into your thigh, grinding his cock against your leg like a horny little dog. “please, baby, just want to make you cum in my mouth.”

with the way he pleads so softly, you give in, tugging his face to yours to finally kiss him. his lips scratch a little, slightly chapped from his constant biting on them, but it feels good, rawing your own and making them swollen.

“want you on my face, baby girl, please. hop on up here for me,” he groans, helping you wiggle out of your shorts and up to straddle his pretty face. “just want to make you cum, puppy. use my mouth, c’mon.”

perched on his face, you have the perfect view to admire him from — his fat cock hard against his thigh, the muscles in his stomach clenching as he cants his hips up into thin air.

he flattens his tongue and licks a broad, hot swath up your puffy cunt, poking the tip of his tongue to tease your little hole. he hones in on your swollen clit immediately, suckling on it hard, so, so eager to make you cum.

the swirling of his tongue makes you keen, one hand reaching behind you to fist his hair, desperately clinging onto something as you hump his soft lips. kyoutani moans at the hard pull on his roots, the sound muffled into your cunt as he harshly drags you down by the hips, burying his face entirely.

you whine and hiccup, all needy for your daddy, “gonna cum, ‘kenta- please, daddy, ‘m gonna m- make a mess.”

“nuh-uh, puppy,” he laughs and pulls away.

kyoutani knows he’s got you right where he wants you, teetering and desperate to cum. the grip he has on your waist tightens suddenly as he lifts you off of his face, tossing you to the side with a little squeal as you bounce on the mattress.

the cocky grin he gives you is shiny and wet, eyes dark as he moves over you. “’m not done with you yet.” <//3

For a while, some of the Bofurin aren’t sure why Sakura has a girlfriend or if he even likes you for that matter. He doesn’t seem to act very boyfriendly around you - he refuses to meet your eyes, he blushes like crazy, he doesn’t return your hugs or hold your hand. He grunted when you asked if he could win you prizes at gashapon, even though he did it right after.

“I mean I know the guy’s bashful but I don’t see him showing like any hint of affection at all!”

Suo had loomed over them like a sleep paralysis demon, smiling good-naturedly as he said “Well I suppose it’s a good thing their relationship isn’t there for you, then.”

They wisely stopped gossiping about it after that. However, a few months later they never questioned it again. A rival gang that had been making waves recently had decided Sakura had a nice target on his back as the leader of Bofurin. These guys were different than others they had chased out of town. They were cruel for cruelty’s sake. And they were good. Bloodthirsty. They grabbed you on the way home from your shift at work.

Sakura saw red. His fighting was chaotic and brutal. He didn’t stop until there were bodies around him. He knew that you wouldn’t have gone down without a fight, and that meant they had hurt you, and that was unforgivable.

When you finally were able to run across the abandoned warehouse to where he stood, bruised and bleeding, you jumped and flung yourself into his embrace. His face pushed into your neck, his arms nearly crushing your ribs with how hard he held you. He pulled away only to brush a hand across your face and ask frantically, “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Once he confirmed that you weren’t too worse for wear, he crushed you to him, catching your lips and kissing you desperately before throwing his jacket around your shoulders.

That was when the guys got it. Sakura wasn’t embarrassed or unfeeling. He was private. And the affections of his relationship wasn’t for them.

— 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐢𝐢.

kakashi

Imagine hating on me but i spend my free time maladaptive daydreaming about getting raw dogged by fictional men

lev with an oral fixation ☝️😩 he can’t sleep unless he’s sucking your tiddies or anything tbh. and when y’all are doing the nasty he’s always sucking on your neck or when your in control he’s sucking on your fingers🏃‍♀️

Lets just say when you and Lev first started to dating you noticed it 

but you didn’t say anything simply because he was always sucking on a lollipop or whatever was in his hand 

It really didn’t take a huge notice until you two started sleeping together 

He seemed to focus more on your tits than anything else and finally you brought it up one night 

“Lev?” You ask twisting your fingers in worry, that maybe mentioning it will end badly 

“Yeah baby?” He asks turning to look at you that stupid candy hanging from his lips 

“Why are you always sucking on my tits and that candy all the time?” The question was a silent one 

The silence that filled the air after that was one that almost made you retract the question 

“Oh…well.” He blushes and laughs nervously while rubbing the back of his neck 

You drop your gaze but you hear the loud sigh and look up seeing the lollipop was gone and a wobbly smile was there instead 

“I…I have an oral kink..or fixation whatever you want to call it and i like having things in my mouth, fuck i can’t even fall asleep without something in my mouth.” He admits 

Yeah…that wasn’t the answer you were expecting and the images and behavior of everything starts to play back in your mind 

“Really?” You ask making him nod and walk over to you towering over you in a domineering kind of way 

He smirks and reaches out his fingers crazy your tits causing your nipples to harden 

“It get’s especially hard at night to control, even more so when you’re next to me at night. It’s so hard not to suck on your tits….god.” He groans and you feel your self clench 

“Bed?” You ask breathless 

His eyes snap up to yours making him nod fast as you both rush to bed clothes being thrown off 

After that he always had your tits in his mouth when he could, whenever they got sore he would switch it off for the lollipops 

Of course, you had a switch dynamic where he would either suck on your tits or when you were in control he would suck on your fingers 

and god if that wasn’t a pretty sight you don’t know what is 

Lev also loved to suck on your neck and leaving marks, it was a sense of pride but he got off at the fact he could remember sucking that mark into your skin 

He was able to control it in public, there was one instance where he couldn’t take it 

you were wearing a tank top and he could see the faint marks on your neck but also the tank top did wonders for your breasts 

he dragged you into an empty bathroom and ripped your top down and went to fucking town 

let’s just say, you didn’t go back for lunch and went straight home 

Lev has this polyrod pictures of your tits and neck with his teeth, tongue and mouth marks all over and those are his comfort pictures 

Don’t ever ask about them if you see them in his wallet he will just smirk and wink 

“teach me”

“no”

“why not?!”

“because i don’t want to”

sae stares blanky at your frustrated face (he thinks it’s cute but he’d rather be buried alive than to admit it out loud) through his phone screen. you were asking him to teach you some spanish just for funsies but sae being sae, he doesn’t want to cooperate

“then, let me at least hear you speak some sentences, please?” you try to bargain, pulling the puppy eyes on him. you’ve watched multiple clips of his interviews in the past where he spoke a little bit of spanish and you wanted to hear it when he’s talking to you.

to your surprise (not) sae just rolls his eyes as his response, earning a little huff from you

“you know what sae, nevermind” you say in defeat. putting your hands up in front of the camera to show that you’ve surrendered into trying to make sae say something in spanish. your attention is no longer at the stoic boy, but on twitter, tiktok, instagram, you name it, your attention was probably there. if he’s not gonna cooperate then fine. two can play this game

sae noticed that you suddenly went quiet on him. he calls out your name but you don’t budge. that only meant one thing. you were ignoring him.

you hear sae sigh at the other end. before you can ask him what his problem was, he clears his throat,

“te amo cada día más y te amare pase lo que pase”

you swear you felt like you just entered the gates of heaven with the way the words smoothly rolls out of his tongue like honey.

“happy now?” you can hear the bluntness in his voice. “and open your camera, tch” he clicks his tongue in annoyance. you hurriedly opened your camera once again to see sae’s face once again but with a faint blush on his cheeks. you instantly took a screenshot which sent a notification on sae’s end causing the latter to raise his brows in confusion.

“what’s with the big smile on your face?” sae asks, adjusting his pillow behind him, watching you smile like an idiot. (his idiot)

“because you spoke in spanish” you gush, smiling uncontrollably at your boyfriend. sae snickers before gazing at you lovingly.

“did you even understand what i just said?”

“nope, but i know it was probably something romantic” you wiggle your eyebrows at sae who only smiles at your reaction. you can see his whisker dimples poking through, a tell tale sign that he was genuinely smiling. a rare sight to see.

“so, are you gonna tell me what you just said?”

“no”

“sae!”

sakusa kiyoomi will subconsciously pull you closer when you’re sleeping next to him—even when he’s asleep. he’ll wrap his arms around your waist and breathe in your scent, because to him, you smell like home.