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noyasmashing · 5 days

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Current fave idea is the karasuno gang meeting up after they graduate to catch up, and there's a person there none of them recognize(Sugas younger sister by like a year) and one of them (noya, tsukki, tanaka, kageyama... tsukki.. I'm bias lol) catches her eye, and suddenly, they're back at her apartment crying out for her

omh… I love when i get specific requests they r so fun to write 🥰🥰

ANYWAY. Sub!Tsukkishema x Fem!Reader

CW: Alcohol usage, cryin, overstimulation??, objectification, nasty (unprotected) pnv sex, chocking (mention of it at the end), kinda sadistic reader tbh, bondage, foodjob??

The old Karasuno team was gathering at their previous haunt, the local ramen shop near their high school. It had been a while since they'd all been together, and they decided to meet up, along with some other mutual friends from back in the day. As they chatted excitedly about their lives post-graduation, reminiscing about their volleyball days, there was someone among them they couldn't quite place.

Nishinoya, ever observant, noticed a young woman sitting quietly at the edge of their group. She was sipping her ramen and listening intently to their stories, occasionally smiling or nodding along. "Hey guys," Nishinoya interrupted, "Who's our new friend here?"

They all turned to look at her. "Oh, I'm Koshi’s younger sister," she replied with a warm smile. "I heard so much about all of you from my brother. It's nice to finally meet you!"

Nishinoya's eyes widened in surprise. "Suga's sister? Wow, I didn't even know he had a sister!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm a year younger than him," she explained, her hand circling the tip of her glass, the alcohol bringing the rosiness out of her cheeks.

Tsuki gazed at the girl seated in-front of him. Truth be told he didn’t really notice her until Nishinoya had said something, but he couldn't help but be intrigued. This girl had a familiar spark about her—maybe it was her smile, or the way she listened so attentively. She seemed to share Suga's kindness and warmth.

Throughout the evening, Tsuki found himself stealing glances at her. he didn’t know what it was, maybe her easy going demeanor, or her smile when she giggled at one of Hinatas dumb jokes. He wasn’t used to looking at someone and not wanting to immediately insult them.

As the night progressed, Tsukki discovered himself engaging in more and more conversation with her. Normally not one to talk much, he was content listening to her stories from high school, her interests, and more.

They hadn’t noticed the time passing until others started saying their farewells and leaving the venue. Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Tsukki momentarily took his eyes off her, and just like that, she vanished. He anxiously scanned the dining room, navigating through the sea of people in search of her.

It was safe to say he was hooked. He wanted nothing more but to be in her presence, and he was starting to give up on that idea, as he spotted Sugawara leaving too. Then, as luck would have it, he turned his head one last time and caught her gaze, smirking up at him through her lashes.

She was tucked away towards the back of the shop near the bathrooms, chatting with Nishinoya, casually leaning against the wall.

"Bye, [name]!" Nishinoya exclaimed, before skipping away in his usual hyper manner. She smiled warmly in response, giving him a lazy wave goodbye.

As Tsukki timidly approached her, he noticed a mischievous smirk on her lips. "Were you looking for me, like a little lost puppy?" she teased, tilting her head to the side with confidence.

His cheeks burned embarrassingly red as he shook his head and muttered a quiet “fuck you." He knew she was right, but he couldn't summon the courage to defend himself properly, especially when she stood up and closed the gap between the two. He could feel the warmth of her breath, tinged with the scent of alcohol, and he could almost feel her breasts press against him.

Avoiding her gaze, he looked away, attempting to maintain his usual stoic expression.

"You're all bark and no bite," she grinned again, grabbing his face to make him meet her gaze. His glasses were perched low on his nose, and he peered at her over them, his breath catching in his throat. The only thing on his mind was how good she looked up close.

She grinned at his hesitation, “I have an uber outside, would you like to come home with me, pretty boy?”

And that’s how Tsukishima found himself in this predicament, kneeling with his very own tie binding his hands.

He grumbled in frustration as he attempted to free his hands from the tie once again. He wanted to appear irritated, not willing to admit the reason why his dick was pressing against his pants at that moment.

But, when she leaned down and planted her foot, encased in sheer stockings, against his groin, he could no longer hide it. His lower lip quivered as a whimper escaped him, his hips instinctively moving to press against her foot.

She sneered at him, increasing the pressure as she spoke, "You will take what I give you, understand?" Her previously kind and gentle demeanor was completely replaced by a more intense and commanding presence. Tears welled up in his eyes as he nodded weakly, trying to maintain his composure in the face of her dominance.

She started to glide her foot up and down the length of his pulsating erection. He could feel the sticky mess seeping into his boxers, the urge to remove them growing stronger by the second.

He couldn't help but utter a desperate "please," a plea that earned him a sadistic smile from her.

"Please what, pretty boy?" She teased, her movements becoming more deliberate against his crotch. He felt his entire body heating up as he craved more stimulation. This was unlike anything he had experienced before, and he was on the brink of making a mess in his dress pants.

He took a deep breath before nervously replying, "Can't you use a little more..." his voice trailed off, unable to meet her gaze. He could feel her seductive eyes fixed solely on him, but he couldn't summon the courage to look at her, knowing that if he did, he might climax right then and there.

"Hmm... We wouldn't want you spoiling those nice pants now, would we?" She questioned, tilting her head slightly with a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

He finally mustered the courage to look up at her and replied with a shaky, "Y-yeah," his eyes reflecting a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

“Why don’t you join me up here then?” She suggested, patting the bed where she sat, a warm invitation in her voice and smile.

He stood up shakily, his hands still bound behind his back, but before he could even take a seat, she pushed him onto his back with a forceful yet gentle motion.

“Be a good toy and let me use you a bit,” she instructed this time, her hands deftly moving towards his zipper with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

With swift movements, his aching member was now free, proudly displayed on his toned stomach. He couldn't help but let out a gasp at the sensation, feeling a rush of embarrassment as she gazed at him with interest.

"A-are you surprised?" he quipped, trying to sound confident even with a blush covering his ears. But she saw through his facade in an instant, especially when his tip was leaking pre-cum, giving away his nervous excitement like a virgin eager for his first fuck.

She sneered at his comment, biting back without hesitation, "Good toys stay quiet for their owner."

His head fell back in utter embarrassment at her sharp retort. Embarrassed at how his cock twitched she said that. Embarrassed that the second her pussy grazed his sensitive member, his hands instinctively pulled at the tie, his back arching in a desperate, pathetic display of need.

As his cock sank into her wet pussy, he let out the prettiest of moans, feeling a surge of pleasure as his eyes rolled back uncontrollably. Her hips rolled forward against him, causing his member to throb with intense arousal. He couldn't resist raising his hips, wanting to be buried as deeply inside her as possible, lost in the blissful sensation.

It didn't help that every time she raised her hips, just to aggressively slam them down, she whispered filthy things in his ears. Her words sent shivers down his spine and added a delicious layer pleasure to every sensation.

"Cummin'," he would slur, as she rode him through his body-shaking orgasm, but she never stopped. He wanted desperately to caress her soft skin, to cover his mouth to muffle the embarrassing whispers escaping him, but she would giggle at his struggles against the restraints. The sensation of her teasing laughter only added to his pleasure, driving him further into a frenzy of ecstasy as she continued to ride him with relentless abandon.

"Such a good... good toy for me," she panted between breaths, continuing to fuck herself on his raging cock. The natural curve in it, plus the sheer thickness of him, was just too perfect.

She brought two fingers to his lips and clumsily pushed them inside, his tongue swirling desperately around them, seeking distraction from the overwhelming sensations. But her fingers were gone too soon, leaving him wanting more as she pulled them away and pressed them against her sensitive clit. The sight of her pleasuring herself with the very fingers that had been inside him moments before was too much for him.

The sound of her gasps of pleasure as she pleasured herself was torture for him, even though he was still buried deep inside her. He yearned to be the one touching her, driving her wild with desire himself. The sight of her lost in her own pleasure, eliciting those intoxicating sounds from deep within her throat, fueled the fire of desire burning within him. He couldn't help but let out a string of whines, the need to touch her, to bring her to the edge overwhelming his senses.

He had likely cum at least twice, doing everything in his power to muffle his moans, even resorting to biting his lip until it bled. But she did not stop for a second, her relentless pace and intensity driving him wild with desire. The pleasure and the pain mingled together, making hot tears roll down his cheeks.

It seemed his tears only fulled her desire, as her hands made their way to his neck. “You would look so pretty with my hands around your throat.”

It became clear that this night was going to be longer than either of them had expected.

#sub haikyuu #dom reader #haikyu x reader #sub!character #dom!reader #sub character #haikyu smut #haikyu x you #haikyuu #haikyuu fanfiction #tsukishima x y/n #tsukishima smut #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu tsukishima #tsukishima kei #tsukishima fluff #kei tsukishima #hq tsukishima #hq tsukki

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bubbabooo · 2 years

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ao3 recs

i’m back 😋

decided to make another ao3 recs list hehe, these are always my fav to make

i’ve also decided to completely revamp the way i do my recs lists. before the descriptions were too vague and lazy. now i’ll be giving my own description along with what i thought of the fic. looking back on my old recs lists i cannot believe they got as many notes as they did when they were so crappy LOL

also i don’t know if you can tell but i’m trying to make my lists prettier ☺️☺️ (hence the header image and the pink dividers :p)

side note, there’s and alarming amount of atsumu fics in here?? i didn’t even realize that i’ve been reading purely atsumu content?

Forget-Me-Not by ChaoticSins

Atsumu x reader, friends to lovers 💗💗. this one has me in a chokehold. so you and atsumu are childhood friends and you’ve been in love with atsumu practically your whole life. you end up leaving for college but then when you finish it you need to get an apartment. atsumu offers to be your roommate (see where i’m going here?). this whole story had me squealing and kicking my legs. i really don’t want to spoil it but i will give you one of my favorite quotes in this book: “But…don’t ya fuckin’ dare think yer 5 years of waitin’ around for her is anywhere near the 11 years I spent lovin’ her,” :) ongoing

msby black jackals online! by mooshys

Black jackals x reader, mostly platonic but one of the guys will be endgame ;). this one is by the same author as shiratorizawa antics! i adore that story and they both share many of the same elements. if you liked that one you’ll definitely like this one. here, you are the teams social media manager. you go through many heartwarming (and hilarious) things with the team. this story is definitely a nice fluffy getaway from the majority of fics i read haha. it was so fun to read and i loved it. completed

Better Days Ahead by morningsideup

Kuroo x reader, demon kuroo x reader, magic/modern au. do i really have to say more?? this fic…! so you are just the run of the mill museum worker (btw your co worker is tsukki), living a boring ol mundane life. until you find the demon prince kuroo who accidentally traveled to your universe and is now unfortunately stuck due to you destroying the item that brought him here. now, you are stuck with this spoiled demon prince and are forced to help him search for the missing shards of his gem that brought him here so he can travel back home. cmon, tell me that doesn’t immediately want to make you dive into this fic. the tension between reader and kuroo drives me insane. and you’ll come to know that tsukishima can be a little shit. 10/10 so far, ongoing

They were roommates by atsukashii

Iwaizumi x reader, roommates au<333, friends to lovers. you are in need of a roommate. you see an ad for a girl named tooru oikawa looking for a roommate. you jump at the chance and are looking forward to moving in. you think everything’s perfect until you get to your new home and see that tooru isn’t a girl, and that he has a very friend who also happens to be your roommate. oikawa won’t be difficult to live with, but iwaizumi? and his hotness? def gonna be a problem. this is the perfect quick read. it’s so good for when you’re in a reading stump and need a pick me up. iwaizumi makes you feel all mushy inside🥴. and the ending has to be one of the most satisfying fic endings i’ve read recently. completed

Set the Bar High by BeansNCornbread

Atsumu x reader, enemies to lovers, complicated. you work at a bar. you’re a college student and this is the perfect gig for you. however, miya atsumu never fails to make your life more difficult. he shamelessly flirts with you while he’s with other girls, and never leaves you alone. maybe you’d consider indulging him if he didn’t break your little sisters heart all those years ago. cannot explain how much i love this fic so far. the way atsumu desperately tries to get your attention while you keep brushing him off. and the tension. the fucking sexual tension between reader and atsumu. it has me bitting my nails. i binged this in an entire day. i love atsumus cocky ass and his fucking pining is so obvious but our oblivious readers ass doesn’t even realize it. craving the next chapter. ongoing

call me home by laurelandharper

Ushijima x reader, faking dating troupe<33. You are a famous ex child star and current professional model. you and professional volleyball player ushijima wakatoshi are paired up together for an ad campaign. to overcome unavoidable rumors, the two of you decide to fake date until things calm down. nothing can go wrong right? hehe. i love ushijima. i just love this man. everytime i read a fic with this man i’m blushing. what i really liked about this fic is was how short it was (occasionally i enjoy a nice quick read) and i liked the build up of reader and ushijimas relationship. it felt very real for me. sometimes when i’m reading the fake dating troupe i feel like the authors sometimes force the relationship. i didn’t feel that at all while reading this fic. ushijima is such a sweetheart and gentlemen here. love this fic please read it <3 completed

Challenge Accepted by Cutesight

Akaashi x reader, sort of enemies to lovers? There’s a challenge going around. Get the attention and “break” the handsome setter of Fukurodani. No one has completed this, no one’s even gotten close. However, when curious little y/n decides to partake in the challenge, she gives akaashi a run for his money. This fic is a guilty pleasure. It was a nice break from the other complicated fics i’m reading. It’s a very easy read and i love it for that. Honestly, a couple times throughout this story akaashi was getting on my last nerve. like just be with reader?? but overall it’s such a fun read. one of the best ways i can describe this story is idiots in love. oh and konoha is a little interesting in this fic too ;) completed

I Hope It Hurts by demxnscous

Atsumu x reader, enemies to lovers. you are the manager for Inarizaki. you and atsumu have never gotten along. the setter has always been a pain and you thought maybe things could improve over time. they didn’t. but now you’re being forced to tutor him, will things get better? this fic is hardcore enemies. atsumu and reader hate each other. this story is still in its early stages, so we’ve only seen a little build up with reader and atsumu. but i love the hatred between them. it’s so raw. it’s not the bullshit enemies to lovers where they kinda don’t like each other. they strongly dislike if not hate each other. i cannot wait to see this story blossom and progress. ongoing

Red Thread by deltachye

Ushijima x reader, soulmate au. in a world where you are bound to someone for life, all you want is to be with your soulmate. however, after finding him, and living with him, what do you do when he loves volleyball more than he’ll ever love you? i’ve said this before, but i tend to stray away from soulmate aus. this one is one of the few exceptions. honestly as much as i adore ushijima, he could be severely annoying throughout this story (which was intentional). this story does have some scenes which may be triggering for some which the author includes in her tags, so check it out and don’t read this one if you’re uncomfortable with those topics. overall, this story is a good example of how good a soulmate au can be without forcing it too much. completed

#atsumu x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu miya x reader #kuroo testsuro x reader #msby x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #haikyuu fic #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x reader #ao3 #ao3 recs #fanfic #hq fanfic #hq #haikyuu!!

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strawberrykake · 2 years

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Overworking Yourself

notes: requested. reader practices karate. fluff!

[ fem!reader ] : oikawa. akaashi.

♢ oikawa 🏐💞🥋

“Hey, baby” Oikawa hugs you a little too eagerly, not noticing the throbbing pain of your bruises from a long day of karate practice.

“Agh!” you groan a little, making him pull away immediately to inspect you.

“Sorry, sorry! Did I hurt you?” He notices scrapes on the top of your knuckles, a couple bruises and he immediately knows the cause.

You knew Oikawa is the type who deeply believes that 'practice makes perfect'. Perhaps it’s what you both had in common. Though he respects your tenacity, he hates to see you in this state.

The first time he’d seen you like this, he asked for the names of your opponents, those who got you hurt like this. In the end, you calmed him down and he learned to understand.

He holds you tenderly this time, making sure not to press harshly. Worry fills his brown orbs. You smile weakly, and jokingly say “I’m fine. You should’ve seen the other guys.” Your attempt at lightening the situation succeeds when your boyfriend lets out a chuckle.

Of course, being your biggest supporter, he truly believed in your skills and had no doubt that you could fight back. But he will still spoil you and treat you like a fragile little flower that would wilt at the slightest touch.

“Yeah?” He smiles and it makes your heart flutter from how pretty he is when he does. “C’mon, let me treat you today. My baby must be exhausted isn’t she?”

You decide to play along to his cheesy remark as usual, nodding with a small pout and looking at him through your lashes. “Mhmm.”

Oikawa mimics your pout, grazing your bottom lip with his thumb. “S’okay. I gotchu, baby. I’ll make you feel all better again.” And then he places a kiss to your lips.

Oikawa spends the rest of the day keeping that promise. He made sure you rested well, patching up wounds, gathering some refreshing snacks, face masks and kissing your bruises away.

♢ akaashi 🏐💞🥋

You didn’t have to say anything. The moment Akaashi saw you, his heart dropped and so did the contents in his hands. He rushed over to hold you close, pressing his lips to your forehead as a way of greeting.

“Where does it hurt?” he says softly, eyes darting over your body.

Akaashi was always there for you. After karate practice, he’d be waiting for you outside with an extra water bottle in hand, sometimes bringing snacks or a pack of ice in case of emergency. The compartment in his car also has a first-aid kit ready for use.

“I’m fine, Keiji.” you assure him, not wanting to have him worry too much. “Jus’ a bit tired is all.”

But he’s unconvinced, placing his hand to your cheeks so that you could look him in the eye. “Hmm.” Then, pulls at your sleeve to reveal small bruises. “Honey,” he starts off, sighing. “Tell me where it hurts. I can help alleviate the pain.”

Your heart thumps, realizing how close he was. “Mkay.” Akaashi smiles and leans down to give you a kiss. He can’t believe this cute girl is the same one that knows karate. No one amazed him like you did.

“C’mon, let me give you some ice.”

And as your boyfriend gives you the ice, relieving the pain as he had promised, he wonders out loud: “why do you have to work so hard, huh”. Your eyes flicker to his solemn ones. A small pout forms on his lips.

“Okay, Mr. Setter. I could ask the same thing for you.” You place your hand over his. His pinky finger was wrapped in a bandaid, probably from earlier volleyball practice.

“Guess we’re just too good to back down,” he chuckles. He pulls you in again, making sure not to press the bruises on you. “Just…try not to get more bruises next time, please.”

You laugh at his request. “I’ll try my best, Keiji.”

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tae-shimura-is-my-wife · 2 years

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it doesnt even feel like gintsus care for gin or tsukki as characters with how badly ooc self inserty their content is

This is a anti gntsu post! So if you’re a fan scroll!

If it appears in the main tag, i’m sorry but this is a tumblr problem, search your content on “tagged” posts or blacklist the anti gntsu tag

!Long post ahead, you have been warned!

Before someone says something, gntsu is in everywhere and i tried to like gntsu before, so i ended up absorving content.

Gntsus who are also Tskki fans, have a tendence of being super rabid abt her, so i thought they cared a lot of her, but when you see how they act, you start questioning who they like more, gntsu or Tskki? I already said it before, they take out Hinowa and Seita from her life, but it doesn't stop there, a lot of them prefer Tskki interacting with Gn or alone, rather them she staying with other girls (with a excpetion of Kagura sometimes) and they also get mad at ppl headcanon her as lesbian, bc y'know... or even when someone ships her with other women, some of them are ok with other ships for her, but then the person also needs to ship gntsu, think that it's better than their opposing ship and never talk bad abt gntsu, so... And there's still the fact they think Tskki crush on Gn is a sacred thing, as if her character loses a giant part of herself if she's not crushing on him? They got real mad man, even say stuff like "If you don't like gntsu or prefer her crushing someone else, you're a misogynist! Plus how dare you don't want her to be happy? She only can be happy with this man, if you don't like this, you don't like her character because you're against her happiness!" i hate these kind of fandoms omg, it's like they arrest Tskki to with gntsu, y'know? And i not gonna even start with how they have Red Spider Arc as their favorite...

Despite that, her character in fanon doesn't stray that much from her og character, she still is a tsundere, which get frustraed easily and doesn't know how to show much affection, but she's way too submissive, because in every f/m ship they need to make women the submissive one, there's some exceptions same if it's totally out of her character.

Right now, Gntoki... A super funny thing, is that they don't hold him with gntsu, as they do with Tskki (HOW FUNNY ISN'T IT?).

About content, i know it's their content, they do what they want blah, blah, blah, but why Gntoki never looks like Gn? He's charming, cute, affectionate, romantic, clingy (Gn hates clingy ppl, how ironic), the only traits he still has are sweet addiction, being a shounen jump fan and a perv... His laziness? He not being able to show affection as well? Being broke? His addiction to games of chance? His mental scars from war? Fuck that! Let's make him a man from generic romance #5034... I really don't understand why... don't they love Gntoki so much? Why change him so drastically then? Don't they like their canon interactions? Ugh, why they do that to my man? Don't even get me started on ppl who turn him into a malewife...

And this is where the self insert enters! Because of course ppl would like to stay with the generic romance guy #5034 with Gn appearence, instead of a broke, lazy, kinda cold and addicted to games of chance and drinks.

#anti gintsu #thank god i don't ship it #this is not my gntoki!#Gn persomality makes him 100x hotter #so why #the ship is so good that you need to erase gntoki entire character to make it work #great 👍🏾#poor Tskki too #as their fans they shouldn't be doing it #every fandom has a ship fandom like that #EVERY #this part of her fandom doesn't deserve her #this is only abt tskki stans who are also gntsu #tskki stans who aren't gntsu doesn't have nothing to do with it #ask #anon #anonymous

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quirrrky · 2 years

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HAIKYUU BOYS PRETENDING THEY FORGOT ABOUT VALENTINE'S

𖧵 ft. kuroo, tsukishima, oikawa 𖧵 A/N: two contents in one day ಥ◡ಥ

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𖥸 KUROO “Uh, kitten, listen. Looks like we won’t be having Valentine’s this year. I forgot.” You knew his tone so well if he’s just messing with you, so you gave him a prim smile and turned your back against him.

“It’s okay. It looks like you won’t be having a significant other this Valentine’s day either.”

He leaned his head backwards, laughing. With you being sassy like that, he just loved it. Placing a soft kiss on your cheek, he pressed you close to him. “Tell me why are you so cute?”

You returned the kiss and replied, “I think you know that better than me.” You winked at him, which made him chuckle. While you walked a little further, he just suddenly stopped, realizing what you said a while ago, “Wait- will you actually break up with me if I forgot about Valentine’s?”

You laughed. What a dork.

𖥸TSUKISHIMA “Where are we going today?” You excitedly asked him, but he just looked at you querulously.

“Huh?”

You just stared at him. Is this true? It’s your first Valentine’s together and… “I-I…I just thought since it’s Valentine’s- Never mind.” You waved away. Your very first impression of Tsukki was that he’s a very detached guy. What were you even expecting?

Seeing that small pout on your face, he caved in He laughed and smiled at you softly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before holding your hand. He leaned down to whisper in your ear. “I have seats reserved for dinner tonight, shortcake.”

𖥸OIKAWA You met him outside the gym after his practice. He rushed to you with a worried expression on his face. “Y/N-chan! It’s Valentine’s today!”

“Yes, it is.”

He rubbed the back of his head. “Uhmmm…actually, about that. I forgot it’s today.” You sighed. “You always do, Tooru.”

“Hey I do not! You’re so mean Y/N-chan! I can’t believe you’ll actually think I’ll forget. Can’t you remember? I even kissed you while we’re riding the ferriswheel last year! And tonight, I-“

Before he could even continue, you already pressed your lips on his cute little pout, giving him a peck. “Silly, I know you’re pranking me. Who will believe you when you have bunch of roses sticking out of your backpack?”

His eyes widened upon realization and you both laughed at each other with him pressing his forehead against yours while wrapping an arm around you. “You really got me bad, huh?”

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koutarostiddies · 2 years

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Pairing: Time skip Tsukishima Kei (which technically would be present day but instead of him being with the Sendai frogs he is just vibing at the office with Tetsuroo) x reader

Content warning: degradation, humiliation, squiriting, fingering, oral, light bondage

Also, I decided to add the text between Tsukki and Kuroo.

God bless, Kuroo, you thought to yourself shifting from side to side on your knees as you looked up at your boyfriend. You always thought Tsukishima was sexy, but the moment he put on that suit he was irresistible. Then again, if Kuroo never offered him that job you wouldn't be in your current predicament.

The leather belt he had fastened around your wrists made it impossible for you to squirm free, but that was the point. But was it so wrong to just touch it; to feel him twitch in your hand as you took him in your mouth?

"Has anyone ever told you it isn't polite to stare?" Tsukishima looked down at you with contempt.

"I-I'm sorry." You looked away almost immediately.

"I'm sorry, what?" Tsukishima pulled at the base of his leather glove while leaning back on the push leather chair.

"I'm sorry, sir." You avoided his golden gaze but that wasn't for long. Soon you felt his shoe just under your chin, coaxing your head up.

"That's better. Now, you promised you'd make this worth my time. I hope you weren't just saying that to pull me away from my work." He slipped his shoe under the hem of your skirt, smiling wickedly as you jumped once the tip brushed against your core. Tsukki licked his lips as he looked down at you. You were always so eager to please him. He pulled his cock out of his pants, fisting himself as he watched you squirm. The leather of his gloves was soft against his aching cock.

You looked up at him, silently pleading as you moved forward.

"You really are a slut, aren't you? So eager for this cock. Why don't you beg for it?" Tsukishima smirked as your lips parted.

"Please, sir, can I suck your dick? I promise I won't make a mess."

"Promise you'll be a good girl and swallow everything?" Tsukishima ran his thumb along your bottom lip as he fucked himself with his other hand. You only nodded in response. "Fine, come here." He pulled you closer and watched as you eagerly took his hard length into your warm mouth. He watched as you struggled against the restraint but he offered no reprieve. He grabbed a fistful of your hair as you took as much of him into your mouth as you could.

Your tongue strikes the base of his cock as he fucked your face. The more you gagged the harder he got. Your drool slid down the corners of your mouth and onto his pants.

"Thought you said you weren't going to make a mess," he grunted. You said nothing as you bobbed your head up and down at a faster pace. Tsukishima hissed as his climax drew closer.

"Fuck, you're such a dirty whore, you know that?" You only hummed in response, the vibrations sending him over the edge. "Shit," he huffed as he watched you swallow his cum.

Tsukishima lifted you onto his lap and undid the belt. As soon as your arms were freed they were around his neck. You pressed a desperate kiss to his lips, one that he gladly returned. His hand slipped under your skirt and teased your core through your panties. You moaned into his mouth as you pressed yourself against his hand.

Tsukishima chuckled lowly as he pushed the fabric aside as gently stroked your hardening bud. Your body trembled as he continued to tease your clit.

"Please, Tsukki, please fuck me." You looked up at him with puppy dog eyes but he just scoffed at you.

"Why should I? You broke your promise. I'm not in the habit of rewarding bad behavior." Tsukishima never broke eye contact as he slipped a finger inside. You bit your lip and pushed down on his hand. "You're so greedy. Is this what you want?" He slipped in another finger as you nodded your head.

"More. Please." You reached down and started to stroke his cock. He only watched as you tried your best to convince him to fuck you.

"Look at you. Your pussy swallowing up my fingers. I bet you wish I'd just take these gloves off," he whispered in your ear.

"No. I-I like them." You tightened around his fingers. Tsukishima smiled and crooked his fingers inside. You looked at the time, you knew he had to go back to work soon, that he had no time to fuck you proper but that didn't mean he wasn't going to make you cum before he left. He captured your lips in his as he pistoned his fingers inside. He was assaulting your spot and all you knew was that it would just result in him reprimanding you for cumming all over his slacks.

"Tsukki, I'm close. Fuck, I'm going to cum." Tsukishima said nothing, he just moved his fingers faster.

"Are you going to make a bigger mess?"

"Yes, sir."

"Are you going to clean it up?"

"Fuck," You cried out as he bit into your neck.

"I didn't hear you."

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl." Tsukishima pressed a kiss to your temple as he brought you to your climax. "You're going to make such a mess aren't you? Come on, show me how dirty my little slut is." You grabbed his arms as you felt yourself squirt around his fingers. Tsukki smiled at you as he slid his fingers out.

"Looks like I need a new pair of gloves." Tsukishima looks at your juices drip down his gloves. You grabbed his hand and sucked off your juices from his fingers. Tsukishima sighed and pulled out his phone and typed out a message. You looked at him as he waited for a response to the message he sent. Once the chime went off he smiled and placed the phone down.

"Tsukki?"

"Seems you have one more thing to thank Tetsuro for." You looked up at him confused. "I have the rest of the day off and you know what that means. Get on the bed and get ready for your punishment."

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kxisuke · 2 years

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hiii, i just found your blog and your fics are super amazing, i'm in love 🥰 as your requests are open, i'd like to know if you'd write some soft dom tsukishima kei smut with female reader 🥺 bondage and light degradation would be amazing heh! only if you're okay with this too! thank you very much <33

tongue tied

pairings: tsukishima kei x fem!reader

summary: don't test his patience. he will punish you.

warnings: smut/NSFW content ahead, 18+ only! strong/vulgar language, degradation, light bondage, teasing, creampie, aftercare

word count: 1.9k

a/n: girl this literally took me ten years to get back to you i am so sorry but i really hope you like this :)

The tall blonde looks up from where he’s standing with Yamaguchi, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. A little orange haired boy comes sprinting up, radiating his excitement like sunlight.

“Tsukishima! Yamaguchi! You should come with us to go get some food!” Yamaguchi nods his head, mirroring Hinata’s excitement.

“Of course! That would be fun! Wanna come, Tsukki?” Tsukishima takes a second to think to himself.

Y/n’s coming to my house in… 30 minutes, and I promised I’d be there to hang out with her.

“Sure, but I can’t stay for long.” Yamaguchi grabs his bag quickly before Hinata pulls the two of them over to the rest of the boys.

“Tsukishima and Yamaguchi said they’d come!” Daichi nods in understanding, and the group starts on their way to the Sakanoshita shop a short walk from the school. Tsukishima sends you a quick message before closing his phone.

Having snacks with the boys, I’ll be home soon. Akiteru will let you in.

Tsukishima looks down at his phone when he feels it buzz in his hand, seeing it’s a message from you. He clicks on the notification, and the picture you sent appears on the screen. Tsukishima’s cheeks flush crimson, and he immediately closes his phone.

Y/n…

You’re sitting on the ground in front of the mirror in his room, clad in one of his t-shirts. You’re not wearing anything underneath—that much Tsukishima can tell—and you’re teasingly lifting up the shirt, but not enough to actually show anything. His lights are off and the only one on is his desk light so he can barely see your face, but he can imagine the small smirk playing on your lips.

“Tsukki, is everything alright?” Yamaguchi’s gaze has shifted to his friend, question splayed across his face.

“I-I have to go.” He stands abruptly from the table, squeezing past Yamaguchi and Ennoshita before sprinting out of the store, leaving his team confused.

Damn it, y/n. You’re such a bad girl. I guess I’ll have to punish you when I get home.

The run back to his house isn’t long, and he arrives just as he gets another text from you. Opening the message, he can’t help smirk appearing on his face.

Y/n <3: C’mon Tsukki, you’re taking forever… if you take too long I’ll have to start by myself

Pulling his keys out of his pocket, he unlocks the door and enters the house. It’s pretty quiet other than the sound of his brother in the living room, watching TV by himself.

“Oh, Kei, is that you? Y/n’s upstairs, she got here a while ago.” Tsukishima slips off his shoes and places his bag in the foyer to be unpacked later.

“I know. She sent me a text. Thanks for letting her in.” He rushes upstairs and bursts into his room, eyeing your form sprawled on his bed, scrolling through your phone.

“Hey, Tsukki! Took you long enough…” Your phone is plucked out of your hands and placed aside, and Tsukishima has you caged under his arms.

“You’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you? Teasing me while I’m out with the team… I think that’s deserving of a punishment.” He closes the distance between your faces, stopping just before his lips meet yours. You can faintly smell strawberries, probably from what he was eating earlier.

“Then punish me, Kei.” You can see and feel the instantaneous change in his behaviour—the way the muscles in his arms tighten, his emerald eyes behind his glasses go dark, and the whole energy around him makes you feel like prey being stalked by a predator. His lips connect with yours harshly, but you can still feel the love behind it. He pulls his t-shirt off your form, eyeing your exposed body for a brief moment with lust in his eyes before grabbing your waist and flipping you onto your stomach.

“Ass in the air, princess. Now.” You’re quick to obey, getting on your hands and knees on the soft comforter, awaiting further instruction. Tsukishima walks around the bed, reaching underneath and pulling out the box, opening it away from you so you don’t see what he’s grabbing out of it. He looks up at you with a raised brow before closing the box and sliding it back under his bed, hiding what he chose behind his back. He approaches your side, grabbing hold of your wrists and finally revealing what he chose. A black satin cloth wraps around your wrists and then the head of the bed, holding you in place. A small smirk plays on your lips as Tsukishima ties the final knot, tugging on it to make sure it’s secure.

You feel the end of the bed dip down under his weight and relish the touch of his soft hands on your body. Dragging his fingers slowly over your dripping cunt, you let out a whine at how he’s teasing you.

“Stop being a tease, Kei.” You don’t see, but he raises an eyebrow at your comment.

“This is your punishment, princess. You’re the one that decided to tease me while I was out with the team, so now it’s your turn, hm?” Pushing his fingers inside of you, your mouth drops open in a moan and you clench around him. He presses his finger pads into your spongey walls, right at the spot that has you practically begging for him to do something—anything.

“P-please… please Kei.” He continues his ministrations with a grin.

“What was that? I didn’t quite hear you.” You blush in shame at how he’s making you beg for more, for him, but you want it so so badly.

“I need you to fuck me, please…” The desperation in your pretty voice is enough to convince him, and he sheds his pants and boxers, dropping them on the floor.

“Of course, princess. Only because you asked so nicely.” He palms his erection in his hand, running it through your folds, hissing at the stimulation on the tip of his cock. He finally enters into you, and you arch your back, hands grasping at nothing from where they’re still tied above you.

“Ah! F-feels so g-good…” You can barely form coherent thoughts as Tsukishima’s hips meet yours again and again and again, and each thrust has your legs trembling. His grip on your waist is firm but gentle, and he’ll occasionally run kisses between your shoulder blades and down your back. The pressure in your core makes you feel like you’re about to explode—Tsukishima somehow hits the right spot every single time.

“K-kei… gonna cum…” Tsukishima picks up the pace, every one of his thrusts hits the spot inside you that causes a cry to slip out of your lips. Just as you’re about to lose yourself to the pleasure, he stops. His hips still and you’re left breathless, cursing to yourself.

“You don’t get to cum until I say you can.” His lips are right next to your ear, and his words send a shiver down your spine. Nodding in obedience, he begins his movements again, and you stifle a loud moan. Your core tightens and you shut your eyes together—you can barely hold yourself together anymore. Tsukishima notices and grips your waist tightly.

“If you want to cum, you’re gonna have to beg for it.” Normally, you would find a way to purposely fight against him—knowing he likes it when you’re bratty—but you can’t control yourself right now. He’s dangled your impeding orgasm on the end of a stick, just out of your reach, for far too long.

“Please, please let me cum.” Your voice shakes with every thrust of his hips, and you can’t sort your thoughts in order to say anything else.

“Go ahead, princess.” The world goes white for an instant as a leg shaking pleasure rips through every part of your being, sending you temporarily up to heaven. Your hands clench together until your knuckles are white, still stuck in the air. Tsukishima gives you a moment to ride out your high on his cock, mind and heart racing like it does every time he gets an orgasm out of you.

“Kei…” You tug on the soft restraints around your wrist, looking back at him with pleading eyes. He immediately knows what you want, reaching forward and untying the cloth. Wrists free, you allow your body to collapse forward on the bed. Rolling you gently over, Tsukishima caresses your body carefully as he pushes into you again. Your legs wrap around his waist as he begins his movements, already chasing his own high.

“Ah, so good for me, princess, aren’t you?” You nod, fingers digging into his back as he pounds mercilessly into your cunt. Caged under his arms, he presses his forehead against yours, pecking you on the lips. You bite your lip in return, holding in your moans and only letting tiny gasps slip out.

"Shit... m'gonna cum... please Kei, let me cum.." The only thing you can think about right now is the tightness in your core and how much you want it to be released.

“Cum for me princess, I’m right behind you.” You throw your head back as white pleasure starts to cloud your vision, your orgasm coming faster than you had thought. The pure ecstasy that comes with it causes you to grip even harder onto Tsukishima’s back, throbbing cunt fluttering around his cock. The sounds coming out of your pretty lips and the feeling of being inside you is enough to send him over the edge, spilling his load inside you with a groan.

You drop back onto the bed, catching your breath as Tsukishima pulls out of you and carefully begins to clean you up. Scooping you into his arms, he carries you to the door, sticking his head out first in case his brother is upstairs. He can still hear the TV from downstairs, so he slips out into the hallway.

“Where are we going, Kei?” He enters the bathroom and flicks on the light.

“Time to clean us up.” He sits you down on the edge of the bathtub and starts the water. Closing and locking the door, he crouches down and rustles through the cupboards under the sink, grabbing your favourite bubble bath. He sees your face visibly light up and he can’t help the smile that appears on his. By that point, the bath is already full, the water the perfect temperature. Climbing into the bath, you can feel all your muscles relax when the warm water covers your skin. Tsukishima climbs in after you, and you settle into his lap, leaning the back of your head against his chest.

You grab some of the bubbles in your hands and smoosh them into each other until you have the right amount, then place them on your face to make a moustache. Turning back to look at Tsukishima, you point at the new addition to your face. He chuckles and presses his face into your neck, kissing it softly.

“What is it, Kei?” You touch his arm, and feel him smile into your skin.

“Nothing. You’re just too cute.” You scoop more bubbles into your hands and make a move to put some on his face, but he dodges you skillfully. “Okay. You may be cute, but not cute enough to put bubbles on my face.” Your eyes darken in playful competition.

“By the end of this bath, you’re going to have a full face of bubbles,” you say with a smile which is returned by Tsukishima’s classic smirk, “just you wait.”

“Uh huh. I’d like to see you try, princess.”

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kyuuppi · 4 years

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“You lie to your best friend/crush that you have an OnlyFans just to see their reaction”

Ft. Sugawara; Nishinoya; Tsukishima; Oikawa; Kenma

Pt. 2

A/N: My bias is so obvious here LOL

KARASUNO

↳ Sugawara

➣ You are over at his house, the two of you idly watching a sitcom while browsing your phones and chatting in between; it’s comfortable, as times with Sugawara usually are.

➣ Every time Suga leans in to show you a funny meme on his phone or throws his head back in laughter at a joke from the show, you find your heart skipping a beat.

➣ He is beautiful, basically an angel in your eyes, but he is also your best friend and you don’t think he has any interest in you like that. Not in the way you do.

➣ That’s how you get the idea to test his feelings.

➣ Being the troublemaker you are (how else would you and Suga get along so well?) you decide to shake things up by casually mentioning you’re interested in starting an OnlyFans and asking if he thinks its a good idea.

➣ You expect either of two reactions: either he’ll be as supportive as usual, possibly advising you to be cautious with strangers online like the mother hen he is, proving he only sees you as a friend—or he’ll tell you not to, possible evidence that likes you.

➣ The response you receive is not quite what you were expecting...

➣ Once the words leave your lips his head immediately whips around in your direction, light brown eyes looking at you with a serious expression on his face, something you’d never really seen before. It makes you uncomfortable and you begin to regret all of your life decisions.

➣ Suddenly though, he is leaning into you, his arms coming up to trap you against the couch as you try to back away. Your eyes are as wide as saucers and face completely flushed as he continues to stare you down before speaking.

➣ “Even though I’m your best friend, I’m still a man, you know. You’re being awfully cruel right now.”

➣ You audibly gulp, suddenly feeling light-headed but he keeps speaking, close enough that you can feel his hot breath fan across your cheeks.

➣ “Asking me to watch the person I like show off in front of thousands of other men? Even I have my limits.”

➣ And that marks the day of you and Sugawara’s first kiss. ♡

↳ Nishinoya

➣ Your best friend, Nishinoya Yuu, is notoriously unabashed with his affections.

➣ The two of you have an interesting relationship—Noya has no qualms with expressing how pretty he thinks you are, borderline flirting with you at times, and you frequently return the favor.

➣ But you don’t take any of it seriously, of course, regardless of how much you secretly wish it were real. Everyone at Karasuno knows about Noya’s undying dedication to the volleyball club manager, Shimizu Kiyoko, and he confesses his love to her at least twice a day.

➣ Unbeknownst to you those professions became less and less frequent after he met you and now most of Karasuno thinks the two of you are basically dating

➣ The two of you are at the mall, a frequent hang out place where Noya can look at volleyball gear and you can browse manga at the bookstore, when you get the idea to prank your friend.

➣ “Hey, Noya? I’ve been thinking about finding a way to make more money but I don’t have time for a part-time job so I decided to make an OnlyFans—I already have a few subscribers.”

➣ Nishinoya nearly trips and falls flat on his face. You would have laughed if it weren’t for how he immediately grabs at your shoulders, staring at you with a mix of anger and fear.

➣ “Absolutely not! No one should be allowed to see your beautiful body like that but me!”

➣ You immediately fluster at his loud declaration, acutely aware of how other customers in the mall are giving the two of your strange looks as they walk by.

➣ “B-but Noya, we aren’t even dating—”

➣ “Then let’s start dating!”

➣ And what are you gonna do? Say no?

↳ Tsukishima

➣ Being friends with Tsukishima could be frustrating at times—a sentiment you and Yamaguchi frequently discuss when the blond isn’t around.

➣ Tsukishima likes to think most things are beneath him and he’s too cool to find enjoyment in activities most other friends enjoy, ranging from mini golf to video games. The man seems content to waste his life away studying and listening to music if it weren’t for you and Yamaguchi forcing him out of his room.

➣ Naturally, something like a prank war would be something Tsukishima would want no part of—not that that has ever stopped you.

➣ Usually, your pranks are failures. Either Tsukishima easily figures out what you’re doing before it can happen or he doesn’t give you the satisfaction of a reaction, chastising you for wasting your time pulling pranks when you have a failing grade in mathematics you’ll later beg him to help you study for.

➣ He still helps you though, he’s whipped

➣ Your newest prank however, you feel exceptionally confident in. Not only is it simple to pull off, only relying on your acting kills, but it also might answer your curiosity on whether you have a chance in getting your dearest Tsukki to see you as more than just a friend.

➣ The day you decide to do it the three of you are hanging out in Tsukishima’s bedroom as usual, you working on the math homework Tsukishima forced you to study while he reads a book and Yamaguchi sits in the corner reading a book.

➣ You had already discussed your plans with Yama beforehand, to which his expression looked suspiciously devious, like he knew something you didn’t know, as he proclaimed his support.

➣ You hear Tsukishima turning a page and decide to speak up.

➣ “Hey, Tsukki, have you heard of OnlyFans?”

➣ You hold back a snicker as you see Tsukishima visibly tense, his eyes widening behind his glasses for a moment before he relaxes. From the corner of your eyes you can see Yamaguchi smirking behind his comic, watching the blond closely.

➣ “...yeah, I’ve heard of it,” Tsukishima simply replies.

➣ “I’ve been thinking about making more money but I don’t have time for a part-time job so my friend suggested it. She said I could make over ten thousand yen a month.”

➣ “I think only the really attractive ones make that much.”

➣ You gasp, thoroughly offended, and Yamaguchi looks mildly annoyed by his friend’s response, already opening his mouth to chastise him for being so mean—but before he can say anything, Tsukishima is speaking again, still looking down at the book in his lap.

➣ “Don’t do it though.”

➣ “Why not?” You pout, refusing to look up at him when you speak.

➣ “...I don’t want the person I like to do those types of things.”

➣ You nearly choke on your own saliva, head darting up to stare at him in disbelief. Yamaguchi, for some reason, only smiles softly, looking unsurprised by the admission.

➣ “W-what? You...like me?”

➣ “Oi, shouldn’t you be studying? One more F and you’re gonna flunk out of the class, dummy.”

➣ You’re slightly disappointed by the change of subject but when you notice the soft pink on Tsukishima’s cheeks you can’t help but to smile the whole time you finish your homework.

AOBA JOUSAI

↳ Oikawa

➣ Oikawa is a busy guy.

➣ You were well aware of that before the two of you happened to be paired up for an assignment and got to know each other, eventually becoming close friends.

➣ Between volleyball practices, tournaments, magazine interviews, and appeasing a passionate fan club, Oikawa rarely has time for himself, let alone another person.

➣ Despite all of that, you could tell he always made sure to spend time with you, dedicating a few weekends a month to hanging out, just the two of you, and constantly texting you in the times the two of you couldn’t physically be together.

➣ From an outsider’s perspective, it was almost like the two of you were dating.

➣ But alas, you know the sad reality is that Oikawa is most certainly not your boyfriend and you have no idea if he has any interest in your like that…

➣ ...Which is why you decide to try to make him jealous one day to push him towards confessing his feelings, if they exist.

➣ The two of you are at a café, sipping lattes and gossiping about other students when you bring it up.

➣ “Y’know...I’ve been thinking of making an OnlyFans.”

➣ To your surprise, Oikawa’s eyes seem to light up, his lips curving into a smile of excitement.

➣ “Wow, really? Maybe I should make one too!”

➣ Oikawa immediately pulls out his cell phone and the color drains from your face as you realize your plan has completely backfired.

➣ “My fans are going to love this—hey do you think we can do a collab? The two of us in one pic would make us top creators for sure.”

➣ You can only nod numbly with a fake smile at Oikawa’s enthusiasm.

➣ Oh god, you’ve created a monster…

NEKOMA

↳ Kozume

➣ Unless you’re Kuroo, becoming friends with Kenma is a nearly impossible feat. Actually making him want to spend time with you alone, even more so.

➣ But somehow, you managed to work your way into Kenma’s tightly knit social circle more like a two point line segment of him and Kuroo and your evenings after his volleyball practice are usually spent in one of your bedrooms, playing Splatoon and Animal Crossing until your Switches die or your parents force you to come home for dinner—whichever comes first.

➣ You love spending time with Kenma, his quiet presence somehow making you feel comfortable—but over time those feelings of ease have shifted into something more akin to nervousness and excitement as you’ve come to develop a crush on the setter.

➣ Every moment with him, watching the small smiles tug at his lips when he wins a match or his cute, frustrated pout when he can’t figure out how to defeat a boss makes your heart flutter and it’s becoming more and more painful to idly sit by without expressing your feelings.

➣ A direct confession, especially to a boy with nearly 0 social skills, is scary, so you want to be sure your feelings are returned before you even attempt to share them.

➣ Thus, you’ve decided to take Kuroo’s advice.

➣ “Push him into a corner. Kenma will only act when he thinks he has to.”

➣ You take a deep breath to steel your nerves before you speak, eying him sneakily from behind your Switch.

➣ “Gamer girls and boys are kind of trendy these days; I’m thinking about starting an OnlyFans to make money to buy more games.”

➣ The only visible response you receive is a slow blink as Kenma continues to play his game, fingers tapping furiously on the keys.

➣ “Ah...I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

➣ “Why not?”

➣ There are a few moments of silence between you two, the room only filled with the SFX of your games as Kenma seems to finish his round. You recognize the victory music as Kenma pauses to finally raise his gaze to meet your own.

➣ “It's your body so I can’t tell you what to do but...I would feel really jealous of all your subscribers.”

➣ And just like that, Kenma returns his attention to the video game, unpausing and starting a new match, blissfully unaware of you struggling to calm your racing heart and flushed cheeks.

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pan-fangirl-345 · 3 years

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Promise Me You Won't Fall In Love

Summary: You and Tsukishima have been friends since you were kids, and you made a promise not to fall in love with each other. But of course, everything's fine and great until someone (both of you) fucked up and caught feelings.

TW: swearing, mutual pining, unrequited love (it is requited later), minor harassment (not a lot), and there is some derogatory talk from an extra that doesn't even have a name (Kei puts him in his place, I promise).

A/N: So this wasn't requested, but I've been thinking about this one a lot recently and I wanted to do something with it, hence this.

Note: Anything in italics is a memory! Well, not all of it, but the longer sections. Most of the time the one or two word-er things are simply emphasized, that kind of thing.

"Tsukishima, your girlfriend's here to see you!" Sugawara told the middle blocker, and he turned to see you leaning against the wall near Yachi and Kiyoko, laughing at something they were saying to you.

"She's not my girlfriend," Kei muttered, walking over.

"Kei! I knew you'd be here," you said, digging through your bag. "One of the girls in my class wanted me to give this to you."

You handed him a bright pink envelope with black sparkly writing on the front, his name scrawled in almost perfect handwriting.

"Another love letter?" he asked, taking it.

"Probably, I've stopped asking. It makes them think that we're together," you told him, crossing your arms.

Kei sighed, opening the letter with little fanfare.

He scanned through it quickly, rolling his eyes.

One thing he had noticed was that the letters he had been getting were really sucky poetry and fancy words. They knew nothing about him worthwhile and he was pretty sure they just wanted to check off the 'I have a boyfriend' box on their high school checklists.

Kei made a noise of disgust and walked over to the nearest trash can, dumping the letter in.

"I'm assuming that's another no?" you asked, smirking at him, already knowing the answer.

He nodded, ignoring the smirk on your face.

You, Tadashi, and Kei had all been friends since middle school. Kei had known you longer, since you lived in the same neighborhood, but you had kind of adopted Tadashi when you had heard about him being bullied, hence why Kei and you were actual friends now. Tadashi was the link between the two of you that had stuck. Being forced to make conversation as some of the only kids in the neighborhood had simply made you acquaintances.

"If you knew I was going to say no then why would you give me the letter?" Kei asked.

"Because I'm hoping you'll broaden your horizons," you offered, waving your hand dismissively. "Besides, it sends the wrong message if I just throw them away without giving them to you. Not to mention, a lot of the girls don't like me to begin with because I'm one of the few people you can tolerate for more than a few minutes at the time. You've never had a girlfriend, Kei, even if they aren't girlfriend material, couldn't you at least make a few more friends?"

"I can barely deal with you and Tadashi, I don't need anymore friends," Kei told you, and you laughed.

"Keep telling yourself that Kei. I'll see you guys later, alright?"

Tadashi and Kei nodded, watching you leave before they rejoined practice.

"Are you sure she isn't your girlfriend, Tsukishima?" Sugawara asked, watching the blocker with mild interest.

Despite being second years now, their former upperclassmen were showing up more as tournament season drew closer. Though Kei also suspected that they were being nostalgic and that they missed their underclassmen's chaos.

"I'm sure," he assured the former setter. "Why?"

"Nothing, just a hunch," he murmured.

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"Guys, do you ever wonder how many people see you on the side of the street and think, 'Wow, they are the most beautiful person I have ever seen'?" you asked, as you hung upside down on the monkey bars.

"I think the blood is going to your head, (Y/F/N)," Tadashi teased.

"No, I'm serious," you said, turning to look at him. "I was thinking, earlier, about how Kei keeps getting all these love letters, and it made me wonder how many people see me as attractive, but never say anything. I don't think it's very many," you admitted, "but I wonder if they are out there."

Tadashi sighed, putting his hands on his forehead in an exasperated manner.

"(Y/F/N)," he said, sounding almost breathless, "just because Kei is getting letters doesn't mean that people don't find you attractive."

"I'm not saying people don't find me attractive," you said, swinging yourself up onto the bars again. "I know someone in the world must have standards that low, but just because they find me attractive doesn't mean they would date me."

"Why are we talking about this?" Kei asked, annoyance riddling his tone.

"Technically Tadashi and I were talking about it," you told him. "You were simply listening to the conversation."

"That doesn't tell me why this is the topic of conversation," he countered.

"I'm just saying! Kei keeps getting all these letters, and it makes me wonder if these girls actually think that they're in love with him. Attraction is really just a release of chemicals in the brain from when we were simply a species trying to survive. But that's not love," you said.

"So what's love to you?" Tadashi asked, curious.

"I think real, true love is when you see something that reminds you of them and you smile, even without realizing it. I think it's when it hurts to see them hurt, but you stay by them instead of seeking revenge, knowing they need you in the moment. I think it's the little inside jokes that mean nothing to people around you, but it's everything to you. I think it's knowing that there are plenty of people that are better than you out there, but wanting to stick around to be better for that person, to prove that you're worth it.

"I think it's seeing all the broken pieces, and loving them all anyway. It's remembering the little things. It's being able to sit in complete silence and know what the other is saying just because of the way their eyes crinkle. It's knowing that they have the power to break off new pieces, and trusting that they won't. It's when . . . instead of breaking pieces of yourself so that they can handle you, you stay whole. If they choke, you know it's not love, not really.

"It's knowing that you can stand on your own two feet, but leaning on them anyway. It's knowing that you are your own person, but wanting to share it with someone anyway. It's feeling free and wild, but content to stay still, because you trust them. For me, I feel like love is knowing that someone would read with me on a window seat, watching it rain, but they would also drive just a little too fast down older roads with the windows down so we can pretend, just for a moment, that we're in a shitty music video."

You smiled as you turned yourself upside down on the monkey bars again.

"I think it's kind of like what we have, but more romantic."

"You've been reading too much fanfiction," Kei muttered.

"Maybe," you admitted. "But maybe that's because I want to be able to spew romantic bullshit like that when I finally find a guy that likes me for me. I realize that, realistically, I'll probably never feel like that. Or at least, I won't feel it enough to put it into words like that. Fantasy never lives up to reality after all. But it's a nice thought."

"So, you don't think you'll ever find something like that?" Tadashi asked.

"I think that I'll either end up married to a man that was good enough, or on my own with no social life except you and Kei. I'll rely on work to keep me entertained."

Kei snorted.

"What's so funny you overly salted French fry?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"If I ever think you're marrying a man that's just 'good enough', I'll say 'I object!' at the wedding," he told you.

"Oh yeah?" you asked, smiling. "And why's that?"

"Because you deserve more than that," he said, looking you in the eye. "(Y/F/N), you are not the kind of girl that should end up with 'good enough'. You're too . . . free for that. Although, maybe independent is a better word. You would wither with just 'good enough', and that's not something I'm willing to let happen."

"Aw, so you do care about me," you cooed, swinging yourself upright onto the bars. "And don't worry Kei, we both know that Tadashi and I will never let you settle with 'good enough' either."

"What about me?" Tadashi squawked, and you laughed.

"Come 'Dashi," you chided, "we all know that you won't end up with 'good enough' even if you try."

His cheeks went pink and you laughed again.

Kei, as much as he pretended otherwise, really loved seeing you and Tadashi laugh like this. It reminded him that there were people who didn't see just the bastard act that he threw up to protect himself.

He loved the way your dimple appeared when you gave Tadashi that real smile, not the smirk or the grin you gave people. He loved seeing Tadashi carefree and not hiding behind his hand when he laughed or smiled.

He loved being able to sit and watch the two of you interact, but know that he could pop into the conversation whenever.

"Kei, that look on your face is kind of creepy," you teased, sliding to the ground to ruffle his hair, a small way of telling him you didn't mean it. "What's it for?"

"Nothing," he muttered, hoping to the heavens that his ears weren't turning pink, though they probably were.

"Come on Tsukki," Tadashi said, giving him a look, "we've all been friends for years. We know you better than that."

"I'm just glad is all," he murmured.

"Glad for what?" you asked, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, leaning over them to look at his face.

"You. Tadashi. You know, my friends," he confessed.

Damn it! His ears were definitely pink.

But he didn't shove you off.

Most people assumed that Kei was a jerk all the time, and while that might have been true for anyone else, you and Tadashi were the exceptions to his rule.

You and Tadashi had been friends with him for almost your whole lives, and both of you had been there during the brother debacle.

You and Kei had lived in the same neighborhood for years, and had been a part of more than a few conversations that had been forced by social convention, and your mother had been good friends with his in high school, though they had lost touch after that.

You had noticed Tadashi being bullied in class and had stepped in, defending him and deciding that he was more worth your time than the other kids.

Which led you to Kei, when you found out that he had helped Tadashi on the playground, even if that had never been his original intention.

The three of you had become a trio of sorts in your later years, though your reputations weren't the most . . . innocent.

Kei had always had a sharp tongue and a quicker wit, and his irritation seemed to have no limits.

You were on level with him, though you were much harder to set off than he was.

Tadashi never really provoked, but he watched as the two of you eviscerated anyone that insulted him.

Kei was ruthless with people who made comments on you and/or Tadashi, never giving them a chance to get another word in, though they had often tried, simply making themselves seem more like idiots.

On the other hand, you tended to let people hang themselves with their own tongues, before using that quick wit and sharp tongue to gut them like the pigs that they were.

Tadashi had little confidence on his own, and he tended to be more affected by words than you or Kei, so most of the time he let you and Kei handle people, but every once in a while, he would be set off.

Nothing was scarier than Tadashi getting pissed. He was rarely ever confrontational, but when something set him off, it was terrifying. He got really quiet, and he never raised his voice. There was a quiet kind of fury that radiated from him when he got like that, and if you and Kei used your words to eviscerate, Tadashi used his to give someone hypothermia. He would make them get colder and colder before their brains tricked them into thinking they were too hot, and then ended them.

All three of you were terrifying in your own ways, but that didn't mean you were like that all the time.

Kei wasn't an asshole all the time, and he enjoyed receiving hugs and other types of physical affection, he was just shit at reciprocating it and letting others see that more 'vulnerable side of him', as he put it. He was better at fixing problems logically. He helped you and Tadashi study, or sometimes bought gifts to make you both feel better, little things that still made your days.

Tadashi was someone who might not be confrontational, but he was very good about getting you and Kei out of your heads when something did hit a chink in your respective armors. He knew that both you and Kei were more affected by what people said than most people were led to believe. He was also a very good listener.

You were the giver of physical affection when the boys needed it. Kei tended to need it more than Tadashi, since Tadashi had his moms who were more than willing to give hugs. Kei didn't like his mother thinking anything was wrong, and he didn't completely trust his brother anymore, so physical contact was kept to a minimum.

Tadashi was okay with giving Kei affection, but most of the time, when it came to Kei, you were the one he went to.

You had asked him once, why he always came to you.

"I sometimes think Tadashi puts me up on a pedestal," he had admitted. "He knows me, and he's my friend, but sometimes it feels like I can't disappoint him. I don't feel that way with you. Besides, your short enough that hugging you feels better. Plus, Tadashi is all bones."

"We're glad for you too Kei," you told him, leaning your chin on his shoulder.

Tadashi nodded, taking a seat beside Kei.

Kei's heart clenched, like it often did when he was reminded that he really did have great friends, and his ears got hotter.

"Alright, enough of the mushy stuff," he muttered, trying to wave you and Tadashi away.

"Come on Kei," you whined softly, gently bumping your head with his, "we all know that you have a heart! Don't be that way, it's just us."

Kei made a small noise, and you laughed, releasing him so that you could sit on his other side, peering up into his face with your adorable fucking doe eyes.

"You know you don't have to pretend with us," you murmured, leaning on his shoulder, taking his hand.

"Yeah, we've all been friends for long enough Tsukki," Tadashi agreed, leaning his head on Kei's other shoulder.

"I hate you both," he muttered, trying to hide his face in his hands.

"Nuh uh," you said, pulling away to pull his hands from his face, sounding like a child. "No hiding from us."

You took his hand again, and for a while, all three of you just sat there, enjoying each other's company.

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"Tsukishima! You're girlfriend is here again," Suga said, gesturing to where you were walking through the doors of the gym, laughing with Yachi.

"Again, she's not my girlfriend," Kei muttered.

He remembered, suddenly, about the promise you had both made when you were middle school and boys were starting to notice girls and vice versa.

"Kei and (Y/F/N) would make such a cute couple when they're older," your mother had told his, smiling as you both chatted at a neighborhood barbeque, being two of the only children there that could hold an intelligent conversation.

At that point, you and Kei were more than acquaintances, but you weren't exactly friends yet either.

Neither mother had realized that you and Kei had overheard, and when Kei had glanced at you, your nose was wrinkled like it did when you were grossed out by something, your expression mirroring his.

"Promise me something Kei," you had said, turning your attention back to him. "Promise me that you won't ever fall in love with me."

"Why not? I mean, I won't, but I want a reason," he had said, arms crossed as he looked at you.

"Because we're friends," you had said, like it had been the simplest thing in the world. "And because if we ended up falling in love and dating that means Tadashi would feel left out all the time and I won't let that happen. So promise me."

"I promise not to fall in love with you if you promise not to fall in love with me," he had offered.

"Deal," you had told him, offering him your hand to shake on it.

"Ah, Kei, there you are!" you said, smiling at him. "There's another letter. Based on the amount of hearts on it, another confession."

"Keep it," he muttered, pushing your hand away when you went to hand him the letter.

"Kei, I don't want to carry around another one of your love letters," you said, wrinkling your nose. "These aren't for me, and they make me sick, so please, for the sake of our friendship, take the damn thing off my hands so I can wash them."

He sighed, a pained sound that had you laughing, and took the letter, slipping it into his bag, wondering if the girls at school would ever take a hint that he wasn't interested.

"Why is Tsukishima so popular with the girls?" Hinata wondered out loud. "His personality is so crappy."

"And I don't think I've ever heard him say a nice thing to anyone," Kageyama added.

"That's because you guys are irritating to Kei," you interrupted, turning to them, arms crossed and hip cocked out to the side. "Most of the time, he's helpful and respectful. You two just aren't the kind of people he would voluntarily hang out with."

"Rude," Hinata cried, then pouted, "but true."

"The only people Kei really rips into are people he doesn't like, doesn't respect, people who disrespect Tadashi or me, or people who betray his trust. You two are options one and two."

"He just seems like an unfeeling asshole, even after three years of knowing him."

"I think it's the opposite actually," you told them.

Kei could feel your eyes on the back of his head, either unaware that he could hear you or uncaring that he was listening.

"I think he feels all of it, at one hundred and twenty percent. He just acts like that to avoid getting hurt in most cases. In your case though, he really does just not like you. Or, more accurately, he doesn't like that you two are so clearly passionate about something when he gets scared of something hurting him if he cares too much. Like Tadashi told you once, Hinata, if Kei didn't at least like volleyball, he wouldn't be here. Just think about it," you told them.

"(Y/F/N)!" Tadashi called. "We're still studying at your place right?"

"Yeah, just like always," you assured him. "Kei, you still have the spare key, just let yourselves in."

He nodded, spinning the ball in his hands as he watched you walk away.

"Tsukishima, are you one hundred percent sure that she isn't your girlfriend?" Suga asked, eyebrows raised at him.

"Three hundred percent sure," Tsukishima grunted as he served the ball.

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"Why do you never accept any of the confessions, Kei?" you asked, looking at him from over the top of your textbook.

Your head was hanging off the side of your bed and your socked feet were crossed at the ankles, resting on your wall.

Kei's neck hurt just looking at you, but he didn't say anything to you about moving.

"Because they aren't my type," Kei muttered, checking his notes before writing down an answer on his paper.

"What is your type?" you inquired, rolling onto your stomach, setting you book to the side. "Because I don't think I've ever seen you take an interest in a girl." You frowned, then added, "Romantic interest I mean."

Kei wondered what other interest you had thought he might get out of that, but he decided not to question it. Despite knowing you for years, and being as close to you as he was, you still managed to be somewhat of a mystery to him.

"Does it matter?" he asked.

"Yes, because I want to be able to set you up when you decide you're ready for a relationship!" you said. "Tadashi and I would make great wingmen. Well, wingman and wingwoman, but you know what I mean."

Kei actually turned to look at you at that one.

"You're serious," he muttered, noting the look on your face.

"Yes! Unless you don't think you're going to want a romantic relationship, which is completely okay too. I just want you to be happy is all."

"You know what makes me happy?" Kei asked, pausing to let you answer, but instead you stayed quiet, watching him with those damn doe eyes. "Getting my homework done and not having to deal with confessions from girls that don't know the first thing about me."

Kei heard your small chuckle, and as he went back to his homework, he found himself smiling.

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Kei had always known that, objectively, you were very pretty (he had heard enough from his classmates over the years to have it verified), but sometimes you did something, and he would realize all over again.

Today you had laughed a little harder as he ripped into someone, and you had given him one of those dimpled smiles that he adored so much, and he had stood there blinking for a moment before he cooled his expression again.

Kei didn't really understand why he got so mad when someone flirted with you in the hallways, or when you came to cheer the team on during games.

He had always assumed that it was merely because you were such good friends, but then he had realized that no one else got that mad, they didn't feel the same painful burning in the pit of their stomachs at seeing you with another guy.

Asking Suga had done absolutely nothing, the setter had merely suggested that Kei was jealous, which was absolute bullshit, and he wasn't desperate enough to contact Bokuto or Kuroo yet, though he might be at the point of asking Akaashi.

He would know if he liked you the way that the older setter was implying. He would know if he was in love with you.

Right?

Kei could worry about that later, right now he was more interested in getting that guy's hand off your shoulder and away from your neck.

"(Y/F/N)," Kei called, striding over, back straight. "The game's about to start, we've got to go."

"Kei!" you chirped, smiling at him, moving to his side immediately, giving the guy that had been bugging you a sugar sweet (and utterly fake) smile over your shoulder. "See you around never, hopefully!"

Kei pressed his lips together to hide his smile, letting you wrap your hand around his.

"Was that guy bothering you?"

"A little, but you got there just in time," you told him, your hand tightening it's grip for a moment before you let him go. "Thanks for always having the most amazing timing Kei!"

"Yeah, whatever," he told you, bumping your shoulder with his.

"Seriously, what is it with the girls that hang around with us and wandering off?" Daichi asked when you walked into the gym with Kei.

"Sorry guys! I just wanted to buy a key chain," you said, holding it up, grinning. "It's not my fault that athletes can't take no for an answer! Sometimes I think your on-court determination bleeds over into everyday life."

There were some nods, and Kei watched as the guy that had been bothering you stepped onto the other side of the court.

He followed the guy's eyes to you, where you were laughing at something Kageyama said.

Did- Did that moron just lick his lips at you?

Kei felt that burning sensation in his stomach again.

Kei didn't realize that he had been glaring until he heard your voice right next to him.

"Anyway, good luck guys!" you told them, affectionately ruffling Tadashi's hair, hip-checking Kei on your way into the stands, flashing him that damned dimpled grin over your shoulder.

"Hey, Blondie!" the guy called. "You, Glasses! I'm talkin' to you!"

Kei turned to see the guy from earlier smirking at him.

"Dude, your girl is so hot!" he said.

Kei felt the entirety of Karasuno tense behind him as they realized what was going on.

"Yeah, she is," Kei agreed.

"Think you'd be willin' to share her with me? I promise I'd take good care of her."

"Oh shit," someone muttered, and Kei saw red for a moment before he got himself under control.

"Is your ass jealous about the amount of shit that just came out of your mouth?" Kei asked, putting his hand on his hip.

Using insults like that was never really his thing, but he was really pissed right now.

"Hey, Tsukki," Tadashi said quietly, "you might not want to-"

"What did you just say to me?" the guy asked.

"Hey, Kei!" you called from the stands, waving at him to catch his attention. "Leave the smack talk for when you actually win! Block his spike down his throat for me, alright?"

He nodded, giving you a grin that had you giving him one right back.

"God forbid if she was a guy and they were on the same team," Suga muttered, and the others nodded.

"Alright, time for the game to start," Daichi said.

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Kei did as you asked: he blocked every single spike that the guy tried to send over the net, and Kei could already tell that the guy was pissed at the end of the first set.

He was spiking more and more aggressively, which was screwing up aim to the point where Kei didn't even really need to block.

"Go Karasuno!" you cheered, smiling at the team from the stands.

Kei, every time he felt his anger getting out of control, looked to you in the stands to calm down.

Finally, the scumbag was so out of control that he was switched out with another wing spiker.

From there, the game was easy.

By the end of it, Kei hadn't even needed to look for you in the stands. Not only had he memorized where you were, but no one else on that team pissed him off as much as that scumbag did.

As soon as the ball landed on the other side of the court, and it was called, you were running down from the stands, running for him.

"Kei! You were so great!" you cheered, wrapping your arms around his neck, jumping at him.

He wrapped his arms around your waist to keep the both of you from falling over, and he buried his face in your neck as he set you down.

"Oh my gosh, Kei that was so amazing! I think that's the best you've played all season! Seriously! Some of those blocked looked like they would've ripped my arms off, that was so cool!" you gushed, holding onto his forearms.

Kei nodded, giving Tadashi a look over your shoulder for a moment, letting him know that it was okay for him to go on ahead.

"Thanks for blocking the slime ball for me Kei!" you said, smiling up at him. "And what did he say to you that got you so pissed off? I haven't seen you that mad in forever!"

"It was nothing," he told you, "it was stupid."

"Are you sure?" you inquired, looking up at him.

"Yeah, I'm sure the team will tell you about it later."

"Alright, I just wanted to make sure that you were okay," you told him, "'cause you looked really pissed. I haven't seen you that pissed off since that one guy tried to make Tadashi cry."

"I don't like it when people make you uncomfortable like that," Kei said. "It really pisses me off."

"Is that why you kept looking at me during the game?" you asked, and Kei wondered if any other girl would've been so honest with him about something like this, or if it as just the fact that you had both spent so much time together growing up. "I noticed that you always looked at me whenever you had the chance."

Kei nodded, gesturing with his head towards the doors, so that he could catch up with the team and talk with you at the same time.

"Yeah, that was one of the reasons. It kept me focused on the scumbag's spikes, and it calmed me down enough so that I didn't punch him whenever we were across the net from each other."

"I kinda wish that you had, but I also know that it would've gotten you ejected from the game, which is not something I want to happen. Anyway, thanks Kei," you told him, smiling up at him.

"Yeah, always," he said, putting his hand on your head.

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It was when you were over at his house Sunday morning when he realized that he might need to call Kuroo and Bokuto.

You, Kei, and Tadashi had had a sleepover, but Tadashi had left early to spend some time with his moms, so Kei had woken up to you with a hand on his chest and his arm numb from where it was pillowing your head.

The three of you had been sitting on Kei's bed watching a movie, but Tadashi had tipped over sometime near the halfway marker, and Kei had fallen asleep not long after that, so he could only assume that you had fallen asleep sometime after Tadashi had left this morning.

Kei turned on his side slowly, not wanting to wake you up, wrapping an arm around your waist softly.

He toyed with your hair, twisting it in his fingers gently, brushing it behind your ear, threading his fingers through it.

He wasn't ready to get up for the day yet, so he laid there with you, wondering how it would be ten years in the future.

Would your hair be longer? Would you cut it shorter? Would you dye it? Would you have kids by then?

That last one had made him pause.

He had always known that short of you dying or some huge falling out, Kei was in no way going to be able to get rid of you or Tadashi, but he had never even considered dating you, let alone anything beyond that.

So why was he wondering what your kids would look like? Why was he wondering how many you would want, if any? Why was he questioning how many stray animals you might bring home after work?

He sounded like every lovesick fool that got his heart broken in those weird movies that Tadashi liked to watch.

Kei glanced down at your face, and he suddenly found himself unable to think of a reality where he didn't wake up like this for the rest of his life.

When had he stopped seeing you as his little sister, or the annoying female friend that all of his classmates admired? When had he started seeing you as someone he could fall in love with, if he hadn't already?

But even with this new revelation, he couldn't bring himself to pull away from you.

Kei loved it when you both bickered like you hated each other, and he loved when you were able to throw back any insulting thing he said to you. He loved being able to have real conversations with you, but he also liked just sitting quietly with you.

This though, this was by far his favorite thing, seeing all the stress gone from your body, seeing your face without any kind of mask on, he adore seeing the calm serenity that came with sleep.

"Mm, Kei?" you asked sleepily, glancing at him. "What time is it?"

"Still early," he murmured, tucking you into his chest again. "Go back to sleep."

"M'kay," you said, nuzzling in close.

Kei waited for a minute before he grabbed his phone and his glasses from the side table, texting Kuroo.

Normally, he would've talked to Tadashi, but Kei didn't want to drag him into anything until he knew for sure, just in case he was wrong.

Kei: I have a question for you

Kuroo: What's up Tsukki-poo?

Kei: First, don't call me that

Kei: Secondly, and this is completely hypothetical, but how do you know when you love someone?

Kuroo: Aww, is my little kouhai in love with someone? How cute!

Kei made a face, taking a deep breath and glancing at you quickly before he turned his attention back to his phone.

Kei: Just answer the question

Kuroo: We're talking hypothetically?

Kei: Yeah

Kuroo: Can't you use the internet for this stuff? Why ask me? Why not ask Freckles? Or the pretty setter on your team?

Kei: The internet would tell me I have cancer, not that I might be in love with someone

Kei: Secondly, as for the setter comment, I'm assuming you mean Suga

Kei: Thirdly, he would go tell Tadashi, and then the possible love interest, and I don't want to deal with any of those things

Kei: So, please, for the sake of my sanity, just answer the question

Kuroo: Alright, alright. Jeesh. Hypothetically, if you were in love with someone you might start noticing their presence more

Kuroo: It would feel almost like you have a compass where the needle points to them, and you can't turn it off. You notice the little things more than normal, and you know them. I mean, really know them. They feel almost like a part of you

Kuroo: Seeing them hurt hurts you. You constantly feel the need to make sure that they're okay. Even the little things that kind of annoy you are a huge part of what you love about them

Kuroo: You find yourself smiling at them, even when they're doing something completely mundane, and you could recognize their voice in a crowd. Suddenly, they went from just another person, to someone that you could find in a crowd, even if they blend in enough that they normally fade into the background

Kuroo: Hypothetically speaking, of course

Kei was surprised by how much his mentor was able to type out in such a short amount of time, but in the end, he was most surprised by how much it lined up with what you had told him earlier. The basics were the same, and Kei sighed, realizing what this meant for him.

Kei: How to I make it stop?

Kei: Hypothetically

Kuroo: When I figure that out, I'll let you know

Kei blinked at that, then sighed again.

Kei: Thanks, Kuroo-san.

Kuroo: Sure thing Skinny, let me know how it goes

Kuroo: Hypothetically, of course

Kei couldn't help but chuckle softly, and he set his phone aside, wondering whether this was going to change anything, and how long he had been in love with you.

He had always noticed the little things about you, it was just a part of him being perceptive, and he had grown up with you, so he automatically knew you better than 80 percent of the people you went to school with.

But he was more in tune with your presence than even Tadashi was. And he had always managed to pick your voice out in a crowd.

He glanced down at you, and suddenly, instead of being worried about if he was in love you, he was more worried about whether you loved him back or not.

Kei debated texting Tadashi, but he decided that it could wait, and he wanted to enjoy this time with you unhindered.

Kei knew that he was never going to say anything unless he was sure you felt the same way about him.

For one thing, you were nice enough that it was entirely possible that you would date him just because you were too nice to say no. For another thing, he wasn't the kind of guy to make a move if he thought it wouldn't lead to a win. Not to mention, that if you he did ask you out and you said no, that might make things awkward in the friend group, and Kei didn't want that to happen.

He had gone this long, right? What was a few more weeks?

But, of course, things didn't go the way that Kei wanted them to.

As the end of a semester approached, as well as the end of the year, projects piled on, as did speeches and tests.

Kei had always done well academically, and he wasn't as stressed as some of the other people he knew, like Hinata and Kageyama.

You seemed to be feeling the pressure too, even though Kei knew that you were going to be getting some of the higher grades in class, just like always.

You were freaking out more than usual, and Kei realized that he needed to do something if he didn't want you to overwork yourself.

He found you on the swings at the park by your house.

He had gone over to make sure that you had eaten something, but your mother had told him that you had gone out earlier, and that she didn't know where you were.

"Hey," he said, announcing his presence as he settled beside you.

"Hey Kei," you replied, staring at the ground in front of you like it held the key to the universe.

"Are you okay?"

"No," you admitted. "I'm so nervous and freaked out that I can't eat anything. I have that weird mineral deficiency so drinking water just makes me really dizzy and I almost passed out when I stood up at the end of the day and there's nothing I can do about it! Not to mention that, once again, I got stuck with the morons that aren't going to do anything to help me with the project so I'm stuck doing everything by myself. For some of my classes, that's okay, I can just tell the teacher that they didn't help, but for some of them they're going to give me that bullshit lecture about working together. I have no idea what to do my speech about for that one class, and I have so many back to back tests that I think I might forget everything!"

Kei let you ramble, watching the way your hands moved around, trying to communicate the stress and anger and nerves that you were experiencing all at once.

He watched the way yours eyes widened and squeezed shut to add extra emphasis. He watched the way you glanced over at him to make sure that he was still paying attention, to make sure that you weren't annoying him, the way you smiled a little bit whenever you noticed that he was watching you and that you weren't annoying him by talking.

Somehow, you started talking about the constant love letters that he was getting.

"I mean, I get that some girls feel the need to have a boyfriend," you said, rolling your eyes, "but I have bigger things to worry about than their attraction to you, you know? One girl gave me a letter the other day, and I was so tired that I didn't realize what it was, and I started to read it and I was caught between wanting to laugh, cry, and hurl all at the same time."

Kei perked up at that.

"It made me kinda sad too," you admitted, your voice quieting. "I mean, it must really suck for you, getting all these letters claiming that they love you when they don't even know that first thing about who you are. I mean, it was hilarious that she even thought that you were interested in getting a girlfriend, and it was sickening how many times she used the words 'hot', 'sexy', and 'unadulteratedly handsome' to describe you."

Kei knew he made a face at that, with the way you laughed, before you continued, your voice even quieter than it had been, "But it made me sad to think that you keep having to read these things. They claim that they love you, that they want to be with you, and they don't even know who you are. Not in a way that matters at least. I don't know, it was just kind of depressing I guess."

You glanced at him, turning to face him.

"I hope you don't mind, but I started throwing them away. I'm getting sick and tired of being their carrier pigeon, and I really hate thinking about you having to deal with them all the time. If they want to confess they can find another way to do it."

"I don't mind, at all," he assured you, and you smiled at him.

But then your smiled faded into something similar to a frown.

"Hey, Kei?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you remember that promise we made when we were kids?"

"How could I forget? You never shut up about it during middle school," he teased.

"I broke that promise," you whispered. "That was one of the reasons that those letters made me so upset. As someone who has loved you, really loved you, for longer than they've known about you, it made me sick to read some of the things they said. I know that that makes me sound like some kind of possessive bitch, but it's true."

Kei stared at you, wondering if he had just heard that right.

You were in love with him? And had been for more than three years?

Kei felt like the breath had been knocked out of him.

"What's with the face Kei?" you asked. "I thought you knew already."

Kei didn't think that his eyes could get any wider than they were at that moment.

"Y-You . . . I-I what?"

"Come on Kei, you had to have noticed by now," you said, looking more concerned by the second. "I mean, it's not like I act the same way around everyone else that I do around you."

Kei let his brain process the things that you were telling him before he managed to squeak out, "You mean, like a friend thing right?"

You bit your lip, checking his face for something, fiddling with your fingers in your lap.

"No, Kei," you said finally. "I mean like, I want to be your girlfriend kind of love."

You weren't looking at him now, and he was worried you were taking this the wrong way. He didn't want this to end in a misunderstanding so he sighed dramatically.

"So, you're telling me that I could have confessed months ago and avoided the entire overthinking part of my recent internal panic?" he asked, watching the way your brows furrowed with confusion, the way your head whipped up when you finally realized what he was saying to you.

"A-Are you saying that the feeling is mutual?" you asked, eyes wide as you both looked at each other.

"Yes, you dumbass," he teased, smiling softly at you. "I broke that promise too, so it's okay, since we both broke it."

Now you were the one staring at him in disbelief.

Then you were off your swing and pacing in front of them, waving your hands around like a madwoman.

"Holy shit, you love me back," you muttered, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye every few seconds, like you were worried he would disappear. "I-I don't know what to do from here. I never thought that I would get this far. Is . . . is this where we talk about whether we want this to be a serious thing?" you asked. "Is this where we agree that we love each other but we pretend like nothing's changed? What am I supposed to do in this situation?"

"For one thing," Kei said, standing so that he could wrap his hands around your wrists, gently making you look at him. "You could calm down and let me get a word or two in before you make yourself black out."

You nodded, taking a deep breath.

"For another," he continued, "you and I should go back to your house. Your mom is worried sick about you, and you need to eat something before you pass out. We can have a serious talk about what this means once you aren't in danger of passing out from exhaustion or malnutrition."

"Okay, but only because I know that you're going to make me do it anyway," you told him, making him laugh.

You both walked in silence for a while before you asked, "When did you realize?"

"A few months ago," he admitted. "I think I've always known, but that guy- the slimeball that I blocked- got on my nerves enough that I knew it wasn't some platonic 'protect a friend' thing. I started seeing it more and more after that. I talked to Kuroo-san about it when I was nearly 100 percent sure, and that solidified it for me I guess, that night you and Tadashi stayed over and we watched that horrid slasher film. I woke up and you were right there by my side, and suddenly I couldn't imagine waking up any other way."

"That really was a horrible movie," you muttered. "I didn't think you were going to be the cheesy one today, but then again, you are always surprising me. And you didn't think to tell me?"

"I was worried it would make things awkward, and I didn't want to say something and be wrong, you know? Besides, you can't say anything. How long have you known?"

"Do you remember the summer before our third year in middle school and we all stayed at my grandparents' camp for three weeks?"

"That long? We were- what?- twelve?"

"Yeah. I remember that there was a thunderstorm the first night we were there, and I got up in the middle of the night because I couldn't sleep, so I stood on the deck, in a tank top and shorts because I wanted to. I don't even remember how long I had been out there when you wandered out. I remember calling you a dumbass because 'What if I was a murderer?' and you just called me short.

"We both stood there for a few minutes, and when I shivered, you wrapped your arms around my waist from behind me, pressing your chest to my back and calling me an idiot for wearing something so light in the middle of a thunderstorm. Instead of doing the sensible thing and getting a blanket or a jacket, you just hugged me and stood there with me until I couldn't stand it and we went inside."

Kei remembered that. He had seen you standing out on the deck when the lightning had flashed, and he had been worried when you weren't in your room, so he had gone out to check on you.

You had looked so happy, standing there in the rain, listening to the thunder crash in the distance.

He had wanted to stay with you, so he had.

It was one of the first times he had decided that he didn't care what it looked like, he cared for you, and he was going to show it somehow.

Kei slipped his hand into yours, interlacing your fingers together.

You glanced at him, but you didn't say anything, just squeezed his hand and walked with him.

When you both got back to your house, you grabbed a plate of food and plopped down at your desk in your room.

Kei lounged on your bed while you ate, watching you flip through a textbook and scribble notes in between bites of food.

When you pushed the plate to the side, your turned to face him.

"So."

You both locked eyes and chuckled.

"I already told you what I wanted out of this," you told him, shrugging. "I'm fine with whatever we decide, but that's my best case scenario ending for this."

"You make this sound like a business meeting," he teased, watching you stand up to move next to him on your bed.

"What do you want from this, Kei?" you asked, glancing down at your lap.

"I want you to be my girlfriend," he admitted. "I want to glare at guys that think they even have a chance with you. I want to kiss you for good luck before a game, all that sappy shit that everyone says that I wouldn't be into."

You smiled, laughing a little breathlessly for a moment before you comprehended everything he said.

"All of it?" you asked, turning those damned doe eyes on him again.

"All of it," he confirmed.

You chuckled softly, taking his hand again.

"Good. Me too."

"Good," he replied, pressing a quick kiss to your temple.

You giggled, something that made Kei stop for a moment, because you weren't the type of girl to giggle, at anything.

He smiled softly at you, and he wondered how much shit he was going to get from his team with you around, but he realized that it wasn't anything he needed to worry about yet.

Then he remembered something else.

"Hey, do you want to cause a little chaos?" Kei asked you.

"How so?"

"Remember how I said I talked to Kuroo-san?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, he wanted me to let him know how it went," Kei admitted. "I have him, Bokuto, Akaashi, Lev, and Hinata in a discord group chat. I want to try something, if you're okay with it."

"What do you have in mind?" you asked, arching an eyebrow, a smirk on your lips that said you were up for almost anything.

Skinny: img.jpg

Skinny: Thanks Kuroo-san

five people are typing...

Kei laughed, leaning over to show you the chaos that had ensued when he had sent the group chat the photo of you kissing his cheek.

You giggled at the many exclamation points and question marks, snickering at Kuroo's reply.

"I love you," you told him, kissing his cheek again.

"I love you too," he said, ignoring the calls that were coming through on his phone as he leaned over to cup your face in his hands.

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HQ Middle blocker kinks <3

@xxxxtanaxxxx request hq kinks but middle blocker version please 🥺

I'm gonna be honest i wasn't gonna do this buuut here it is

i have a setter one in the works and here is the ace version!

here is the setter version <3

Characters: Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsuro, Suna Rintaro, Satori Tendo, Taichi Kawanishi, Issei Matsukawa, Takanobu Aone,, Shoyo Hinata, Lev Haiba Shugo Meian (MSBY captain), and Yutaro Kindaichi

Mentioned female anatomy, but mostly gn

content warning: consensual non-con, humiliation, public sex, exhibitionism, voyeurisms, degradation, bondage, sex toys, cockwarming, edging, soft priamal/prey, mentions of house break-ins, pegging, size kink, overuse of the word Daddy, face fucking, hickeys

i think thats all?

buckle up, this is gonna be looooong.

Tsukishima Kei

Degradation

This is a given, my mans has a mouth on him, AND HE KNOWS HOW TO USE IT

He says the most vulgar things in your ears (and you love it)

His nickname for you is Cum-dump, and he calls you that so much that you’ve started to respond to it. “Hey, Cum-dump! Come here” “ok Tsukki”

And when he’s cumming? A slew of insults just come out

“You whore, oh, you fucking cum-slut, you’d let anyone do this to you won't you”

And it's not limited to this!

“You're just a hole”

“You only exist for me to fuck, Right? You're just a glorified fleshlight”

“You're only good for sucking my cock”

“I should just leave you chained to the wall so I can fuck you anytime I want, that's all you're good at so you should love it”

It won’t even be only during sex

You could literally be just studying with him and he’ll just lean over and say “ you want to be fucked right now don't you? In front of all these people, I bet you’d love it Cum-dump”

Humiliation

Goes with a dirty mouth

He’ll flip your skirt while walking in front of groups of other students

He purposely sucks hickeys where your uniform does not cover and then laughs at you because you're just such a slut.

One of his favorite things to do is have you wear a vibrator in school, only on days where you have to do something in front of the class

No worries he has the remote and turns it alllllll the way up during the middle of your presentation, you just look so cute all red!

He’ll make it better!!

You can cum in front of the class, let everyone know how much of a whore you are!

Purposeful neglect

He wants you so horny you can’t think

If that means not giving you attention for FIVE DAYS so be it.

No touching yourself and if he finds out you did he’ll ignore you for longer and you don’t want that do you?

You will wait for him to touch you.

He’ll also just ignore you.

No begging, he doesn't care, he doesn't want to hear it.

Don't touch him, stop being a brat or you won’t get off for a whole week.

Bondage

It's all about control <3

Having you tied up and immobile is the best way to show how little you are.

He’ll tie you up and put you on the couch with a vibrator and just watch movies, unable to rock your hips

This seems cruel but he’ll tie your hands up and make you eat dinner with just your mouth <3

He’ll make you watch tv with a ball gag in

He’ll have a riding crop in his hands when you study and he’ll hit your little clit/silt with it every time you get a question wrong

Kuroo Tetsuro

Pet names

Literally any kind o endearment, but mainly switches between Kitten and Baby Girl/Boy(i am swooning right now)

He WILL call you these in front of people and out loud in public

He’s called you them in front of your parents in front of Kenma in the middle of the grocery store.

So you're wondering, why does that matter? People do that all the time!

Well, he calls you them so you remember how he completely ruined your little body and how his cum is still dripping out of you <3

And its cannon that he has a sexy voice, and it drops and gets deeper when he calls you them.

Thigh highs

It doesn't matter in you have the biggest thighs ever or just a bone, if you wear any kind of thigh highs (bonus points for Cat ones) he will be ready to bust a nut

It's not only him that gets off on them, especially when he takes them off

He’ll climb over you and use his teeth to pull them down to your feet and he’ll kiss and bite his way back up to do the other one.

He also will sometimes leave them on to rail you into your bed, when this happens he puts your legs over your shoulders and squishes his head between them.

(kuroo loves thighs, and that's that)

Caregiver

He's taken care of Kenma all his life, and you bet your ass he’ll do it for you

This means he gives the best aftercare you could imagine, I’m talking bubble baths

He’ll cook for you in nothing but an apron, and he’ll tease you when you get all flushed and cute!

You had a bad day? He’ll eat you out for hours until you’re all cuddly and tired.

He’ll fuck you slow where you need it and he’ll kiss all the pain away <3

He just loves having you dependent on him makes him so happy and thankful to have you!

Threesomes

Mainly for Kenma, but he let bokuto have a turn and even convinced Tsikki to give it a try!

He really just wants to show off that you’re his what better way to show you off then let some of them get a taste of something they’d never have.

Favorite position for this? Split roasting/ Eiffel towering

He's the one who you're sucking on, and he’s so far down your throat making him suck you deeper and deeper until you’re drooling all over his balls like a good Kitten

Whoever he sharing you with would be in you following whatever Kuroo tells them to do

Rub your clit? Yes Sir.

Faster. Yup

Slowdown Kittens being bad so she doesn't get to get off <3

Suna Rinatro

Purposeful neglect

Just like Tsukki, he wants you hot and bothered all the time

He will just sit around and scroll on his phone while you’re whining :(

Just let him watch this video and he’ll get you off!

Will never tell you but you just look so cute, all needy and horny for him.

Sometimes he’ll slip you a libido pill and just watch the world burn.

He will wait until you have ruined whatever shorts you’re wearing (and he’ll take them) and THEN he will help his poor needy baby

Cockwarming

Almost every time he games, he puts you on his dick

you already know it’s happening when he takes the controller out

He says it's because he doesn't want to “leave you out”

No moving on him though, if you8 move it could distract him and you do not want him to lose, losing means being pounded into the floor until you can't think, then being ignored the rest of the day “horny sluts can sit on the floor until they need to be used”.

But if all goes well, he’ll go soft in between rounds and will suck on your neck and will let you cuddle into him during the rounds

But when Suna if feeling a bit more adventurous he will put his headset on you and fuck you with all of his friends listening

And if that's not bad enough they all clearly know what’s happening id Osamus soft coo’s and Gin’s little comments (but it's not like they want it to stop anyway)

Edging

Will literally just do this out of nowhere

You thought you were finally gonna cum, then nothing

HE WILL just do things for hours to see you cry and begging or him to just let you cum

He’ll stick four fingers in you and bring you to your climax and just leave you on the edge

He won't even have a reason, you were being good, you let him play his game and he does this?

Que pouty bby

Video/Photography

We all saw this coming-

But he takes it a step further than just having a photo collection of you

He has a personal private story with just you in it where he put videos of you riding him or sucking his dick fo you to “see how slutty you are”

that's not even it, he sends you a picture of you naked in the middle of work, with no shame either

Thus one time you were showing a coworker a shirt you had bought and he texted you and the picture showed up. It was awkward for the next few days.

But these don't even compare to how he has an entire Instagram account (private of course) of your nodes and videos of the two of you fucking.

One extra little thing is that you both watch porn together for ideas.

Satori Tendou

(i could make him a post of his own-so so many kinks for Satori)

Humiliation (mentions of pee)

This can range from calling you names to making you touch yourself in public

He’s called you a pillow princess in the middle of class, in front of your teacher

It had gotten so bad they Ushijima had to ask what a “cum-dumpster was” because Satori had called you that in front of the team.

He doesn't even introduce you as his S/O, hw=e would call you an escort or that you were just his personal fuck toy.

This kink goes so far that when you were on a double date with Semi, under the table Tendo had his hand literally in your pants.

**One of his favorite things is to make you hold your pee in until you are almost peeing yourself, isn't that embarrassing that you're a grown adult who’s about to wet yourself?

Overstimulation

He wants to see you a complete mess all over him

The main goal of all of this is to make you squirt or begin to have dry orgasms

He will not stop until he’s happy or you say your safe word (which is rare)

One orgasm just isn't enough for him :/

And it's a big boost of confidence for him!

he‘s proud to know he can make you cum so much you cant even think!

Dacryphilia

This AND overstim?

Good luck

He can't even explain why it turns him on so much.

You just look so beautiful with tears streaming down your face all fucked out

It always hits him at the worst times too, you crying over a bad grade? A pretty tear falling over your soft cheeks. Hard.

Just watched a sad movie, he’s ready to pound you into the couch.

Anal

Oh ho ho

This can be one of two things, he does it because it feels good

He does it as punishment

That means no lube

No adjusting to his dick

And no extra pleasure to help you get off

He’s so mean </3

Taichi Kawanishi

This man screams pornstar

Public sex

This man is unstable

You could just be walking in public and he just decides he wants to fuck.

Who are you to stop him?

Just let him get this out real quick you can shop later.

Exhibitionism

The thought of being in the open? This man loves it

And you don't really have a choice but to love it

Every time you go to the beach he just has his dick in you, in the ocean sitting in his lap while eating lunch

He doesn't even care who sees

Children? Who cares, look away or whatever

Getting caught

It doesn't even matter who it is

If someone walks in when you're doing it he’s cumming

It's just hot

He doesn't need to explain it to you

he also makes u take nudes and had them as his homescreen for a while

Issei Matsukawa

I’d let this man kill me-

Leather/ latex

LEATHER GLOVES

He wears them when he fingers you so he can make fun of how wet you made them.

He dresses you up in these pretty little pastel dresses (gender to heel, he doesn't care, you look hot weather your a boy, girl, or not) and he wears all black (goth daddy Mattsun) and his gloves to fuck you in his leather-covered fist.

That's not even it

He has an entire bin of different colored chokers and leashes just for his pretty baby

Along with that, he has a shelf of latex thigh highs for you to wear and even has an entire outfit for you to wear and show off to him.

Ddlg/b/n-Lifestyle

This is why he has a lot of things that you wear!

He loves to take care of you all the time!

He loves to make his baby food and love to watch movies with you

And you love him so much too!

You would do anything for Daddy!

And he takes you shopping and to restaurants, and if you want literally anything big or small all you have to do is look up at him with puppy dog eyes and a “Daddy, please!!” and boom his credit card is already out.

Size kink

Big dick Mattsun-

This all comes back to the fact that you are so beautiful

And big dick little hole, who doesn't love that??

He sure does, don't worry though he always makes sure to prep you

Except if it's punishment- he doesn't like it he swears! He’d never want to hurt you!

And you’d believe it until your crying on his cock and it throbs ://

But if it still hurts, and it does, he’ll let you go your pace and sink all the way down onto his cock<3

Fun fact the first time he went into your ass he tried to with no lube and you couldn't sit for DAYS

Voyeurism (receiving)

Makki Makki Makki

I would say he was into Cuckolding but its always him doing the watching while Issei fucks you

And Makki loves it too if his constant praises and coo’s said anything about it.

And Mattsun just gets off on the fact his best friend is watching something he’ll (maybe if you're not into it) never fully have

Mattsun also likes having you tied up an watching him fuck a fleshlight of just jerking off

You look so pathetic :)

extra for big dick mattsun, he Shows all of his friends <3

I am a whore for the Seijoh 4

You bet Makki has an entire folder of pic of you, whether they are of you dripping cum or just with your legs open.

Even if he says he doesn't save them, you know Iwa has gotten off you a recording of you moaning and asking for Daddy’s cock

And Oikawa is always asking for more (the little manwhore), he says they are “references” for him, liar, he jerks off to them in his bathroom.

Takanobu Aone

It's always the quiet ones-

I just gotta get these first two out-

Consensual non-con

I can just TELL he like to pretend to break into your house

Pretend you're so scared and you don't like it

Tying you up and listening to your little cries, awwwwweeee

You were just too pretty to ignore

Just let him have a taste, stop crying he knows you want it just as much as he does

Primal/prey

He wants to feel like he earned his reward

A perfect little trophy for him to use as a toy

His dick in your tiny dripping hole is all the reward he needs

It's like you're a pretty innocent bunny and he’s a big fox just waiting for the right time to strike :)

Soft sex/ praise

I know what I said up there

But none of that means he doesn't love just setting you down on the bed with candles and rose petals and just making love

Soft music in the background and worshipping every inch of your skin

You need to be vocal though!

Tell him how pretty he is when he cums, and how perfectly his dick fits in your hole!

Tell him how soft he looks and how he is making your nipples feel like heaven.

Aftercare- bc I am also soft for aone and he is a good guy

Bubble baths and chocolate

Movies and cuddling

All of this makes him so glad that he found you

Especially when you cuddle into him all sleepily and tired.

Shoyo Hinata

oh he is so pretty-

Mutual masturbation

It's the perfect way to experience pleasure

He can see you in all your glory

All of the faces he sometimes misses when he’s fucking you!

He also learns from it!

He sees the angle your fingers go to hit that sweet spot so the next time he’s in you he knows where to aim!

(he is so precious-)

Pegging

You wanted to try it so he almost immediately agreed-

But it felt good!

The two of you reserved what one you wanted so the one he picked was almost made for him.

Plus, you look ridiculously good with the strap on-

And he voices that as much as he can!

And sometimes when he rides the strap he just watches it going in and out and in and out

(you also think this is SUPER hot but won't tell him :/)

Riding

It doesn't matter if it's you or him

Watching you fall apart on his cock without him doing a thing makes him cum harder than anything

Sometimes he gets so excited that he comes before you and makes you stay there until he’s hard again, which doesn't take long at all.

when it's him?

he’ll go for hours just to hear you tell him how good he is and how pretty he looks

Lingerie

Especially pastel babydolls

But nothing you wear could ever make you look bad in his eyes

Ok he likes it when you keep the lingerie on too like he’s fucking you and you till have a little nightgown/crop top on

Lord he will BUUUUUUSSSTTT

Lev Haiba

Size kink

Unintentionally too

He didn't even know it, but he did know that he liked that you were so much smaller than him.

He likes to put your hand to him and just look at the difference and before he knew it he was painfully hard

On the occasion, he makes fun of you saying his dick is just too big for you and you can't handle it, but then you get on your knees and he shuts up real quick

Praise kink

A given

He wants to know how good he makes you feel at all times

It doesn't have to be words either!

loud moans explanations of pleasure all drive him to move faster and faster!

Even yelling “oh god!” gets him off

He makes you feel that good huh?

Wall sex

Just playing on the size kink thing

He loves to just pick you up and fuck with reckless abandon

Gets a way better angle too- bet you didn't think he would realize that

He also likes to watch the combination of your juices drip to the floor-

Shugo Meian (MSBY captain)

Sexiest team-

Daddy/ Captain kink

Just look at him, he screams Daddy louder than you do when he’s fucking you

He takes pride in being Captain meaning he’ll fuck you for hour if the word even falls from your lips

And yes you have said it (daddy) front of the team and he did get hard, and the both of you did fuck in the locker room of the gym for an hour before you got kicked out

Even in arguments you better call him daddy, he will stop and fuck you into the ground for it

Angry or not you WILL use his title

Spanking

Will threaten you with this almost everyday

He just uses it as an excuse to touch your ass

He makes you count after each one and makes you thank him

It would look a bit like this

“Five! Thank you Daddy!” “Good Baby, five more”

But that doesn’t mean when you really deserve it that he won't unleash the wrath of god onto your poor ass

But after he’ll kiss it all better and Daddy will reward you for taking your punishment well

Controlled orgasms

By this i mean that you wont cum unless he says so

And you have to ask

Aka “Daddy please let me cum, I really want to”

And depending on what he’s feeling maybe you’ll get to cum then

And if not you’ll have to wait like a good Girl/Boy and cum when he does, which could late literally forever.

but its better than disobeying his orders, which could lead to him completely pulling out and just jerking off to cum on you :((

Deepthroating/ Face Fucking

Nothing is better to him than coming home to you on your knees and mouth open and ready

But when he’s all pent up from practice and he sees you?

Rip your throat, you aren't talking for a few days

He’ll literally fuck your face no question

He’ll put his dick so far down your throat you could feel it in your stomach

Yutaro Kindaichi

Hate sex

He just makes everyone angry

And he gets off on it

You look so fucking delectable all red faced and angry

Makes him want to just slam into right then and there

Dom/Sub

Clearly he wants to be in control

Controlling someone is just such a turn-on for him

Looking all pretty doing exactly what he wanted you too <3

Hickeys

Wants to show off that you are his

What better way than marking up your neck with pretty bruises

Plus he likes how you get all shy when people look at them

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vennysplanet · 3 years

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can I request dom!tsukishima putting his glasses on the reader during and it makes him go feral haha

an? anon... ANONNNNNN dont make me turn this into a tsukishima stan account cause i will. look at what you made me do😭😭. but thanks for requesting 🖤. if this wasn't what you wanted please feel free to send me an ask and I'll try to fix it for you🖤. request are open

pairings? timeskip!tsukishima x fem!reader

tw? nsfw content ahead MDNI dom/sub dynamics, the use of ‘sir’,use of ‘daddy’, degradtion, creampies. slight oral (fem reciving). slight sensory play (?), handcuffs, all characters are aged up in this. and some soft tsuki at the end cause im a sappy bitch

- you knew what you was in for when you deciced that you were going to act like a brat at tsuki’s reunion with his old teammates from karasuno. and there was no way you were going to get out of this punishment, no amount of begging, whining or crying was going to stop him tonight

- as soon as he opened the door to your shared apartment, the apologies was already flowing out of your mouth. “ ‘m really sorry tsukki, i didnt mean to-” “what? you didn’t mean accidentally bend over in front kagayema when you knew your dress was riding up? or was it an coincidence you were hanging off his arm at every given moment” you whimpered at his harsh tone, i mean yea .. when he says it like that it sounds bad.

- “you already know what i want you to do and i want it done before i make my way into the bedroom, do you understand me ( )” you let a quiet ‘yes sir’ before hurrying off to the bedroom, there was no telling how much time he was giving you to be fully naked and on the bed waiting for him, and you needed any and every second you could get your hands on.

- you stumbled slighlty as you rushed to get out the dress, cursing at yourself for choosing such difficult shit to get out of. but that thought was soon out of your head as your heard tsukishima walking towards your bedroom. so you hurried and chucked the rest of your cholthes to the side and trying to get into position before tsukishima reach the door.

- “so you do know how to follow directoins” the buttons on his jacket was undone, tie was missing, a few buttons of his shirt was undone showing a glimpse of his chest. his hair looked like he had ran his hands through it several times as he apporached you on the bed. “whats the safe word?” “lavender” “mhmm and what if you cant use your mouth what do you do then?” you tap the bed three times indicating your non verbal safeword

- “good girl, you know why i’m puinshing you dont you” “yes sir, i do” you shivered with anticipation of what was about to become of you when he turned around and reached for the drawer that had all of your toys in there. you shifted slightly, your legs starting to crap up from being pulled you chest too long but you didnt dare move them from their postsion not wanting to add to your already existing track record.

- when tsukishisma turned around he had some lube, and hancuffs in his hands. it seemed simple but you knew the things that this man could do with his hands alone. he then leans down to set the items next to you purposely letting his fingers just barely graze the skin of your calf. you whine in response to his teasing touch. “mmm so needy for me and i’ve havent even touched you yet” chuckling as he leans back up, discarding the tie from around his neck and rolling up his sleeves so they were to his elbows.

- you admire him while he is in this state he looks so .. so .. beautiful, calm (for now at least) this moment was short lived as tsukishima grabbed your hands from where they were resting on the side of your body with one hand grabbing the handcuffs with the other.

- he held your wrist with such delicacy as he put the hand cuffs on. once both writs were secure he checked in. “color” “green sir” he pulled on the chain now connecting you wrists to each other over you head, indicating that he wanted you to slide up. so you did and once tsukishima felt like you slid up enough for him he placed a hand over your stomach and you stopped. he slid the cuffs to the hook at the head of your bed leaning down and giving your cheek a kiss.

- moving the bottle of lube before settling in between your legs. letting his middle finger glide up the inside of your thigh watching as he leave goosebumps in it wake. once he gets to the outline of your panties, he uses his ring and middle finger to pull them to the side. “so wet for me” he slides a finger through you slit gathering your slick on his finger “might not even need the lube ‘ you moan as he bring his finger to his mouth, hips bucking up unintentionally as you watch his tongue swirl around his fingers. “please sir.. please touch me”

- he makes no move to obliged to your request. instead he went back in between your legs twisting your pantines around his fingers, successfully moving them out if the way so he can circle your clit with his tongue " do you think you should be able to cum after they way you acted today ( )" he mumbles, sending vibration straight through your core, before the sensation went away

- you open your eye to see tsukishima removing the rest of his cholthes .. expect his glasses which is werid because they are usual the first thing that comes off unless..

- after his cholthes are disregarded somewhere in the room tsukishima is back on you with his glasses in his hand as he places soothing kisses on your jaw line. “since you cant seem to read the room, maybe these will help you see a bit better hmm” was what he said to you before he slipped his glasses on your face. his prescription was bad, but not to bad just made things slighlty more blurry

- “there you go” kissing his way down your neck, massaging your hips in his hand “you know the rules dont you ( )” you squeak out a barely audile ‘yes sir’ you know he hears you, because if he didnt he wouldnt have moved from the position on your upper chest

- he’s circling your nipple with his tongue adding a bite every now and then just to hear you yelp out of surprise, while he’s rolling the other in between his fingers and pulling ever so slightly when he bites the other one adding to the pleasurable pain. he switches giving your other nipple the same treatmment

- he lets your nipple go with an audible ‘pop’ he’s sitting up, caresing thes underside of your thighs. you hear the cap to the lube opening, just barely making out tsukishima’s figure pouring some of the lube in his hand trying to warm it up before he puts in on his cock. you know when he puts the lube o his cock, even if you could barely see, beceuase he hisses at the contact before grumbling out “fuck its still cold” now you would have laughed at this if it wasnt from the slight presuree at your enterance. but before the question was fully processed tsukisshima tip was starting to enter you

- ~o- oh shhhhhit fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck~ you moan out as tsukishima length streches you out. his pace starts off slow, dragging the length of his cock agianst your walls and oh fuck does it feel good. the cuffs rattle as you try to bring your hands from above head. you let out a whine mixed with a moan from the back of your throat. he knows how much you like to have your hands on him, but tonight you dont get the luxury, you hear a deep chuckle ring out in your ear “seems like someone’s a bit... stuck” “yea well, guess who’s fucking fal-”

- the insult died on your tongue as his he started hitting deeper, harder. you almost forgot about the punishment here if it wasnt for tsushikama’s delightful reminder “hey now, lets not get too carried away here wouldnt want my glasses to slip off your face” changing his angle so hes brushing against your sweet spot “ but then again you probably want them to slip off dont you slut” shaking your face side to side as he hands come down to connect with your thighs leaving a dull ache after

- you try to deny the accusations but your mouth cant seem to form the words, and tsukishima decides that this is a good time to speed up his thrust, successfully rocking your body up the bed and you feel the glasses staring to drift off your face. you try to turn you head to the side so you could use your arm, but that just made it worse. “seems like your having a hard time there ( ), dont tell me you cant do a simple task such as keeping glasses on your face. you really are my dumb little slut” “ ‘m not i prom-promise. i ju- it just feels so good sir” you babble out, any other thoughts besides how full you are right now are vacant from your mind.

- “yea you are my good little slut arent you ( )” you tighten around him at the praise “~fuck~ squeezing me so tight, you must like that dont you, yea you fucking do cause youre mines. and mines alone. not for kagayema, you hear me ( )” his pace became deadly as he sneered kagayemas name out, sending a wave of pleasure crashing over you as you came with a silent scream. your mouth forimg an “0” shape, turn curling painfully hard as your eyes start rolling towards the back of your head, balling your hands into fist above your head, while tsukishima fucks you through you orgasm.

- you barely register the glasses slipping off your face, or the sound of the handcuff as they slip off your wrists. “you there baby, ah there she is, there’s my girl. you think you could tell me a color baby” tsukishima was now leaning down so his mouth was shell of your ear. “be a good girl and let daddy finish yea?” “mhmm im green. ‘m okay daddy” and thats all he needed before he was chasing his own high

- you could tell when he was nearing his release because his once degrading words turn into slurs praise, he intertwines his hand with yours, you feel his twitch inside of you before he’s biting into the base of your neck as he releasing a thick rope of cum inside of you. you both let out a breath of exhaustion. he callaspoed into your chest. you take this time to run your finger through his hair and down his back, you feel the tension melt away under the touch of your fingers as the glide over his body.

- “ ‘m sorry for bending over in front of kagayema, it really was an accident ...i didn’t mean to upset you” you sligtly panic when you dont get a reply but realize he was sleeping, from the even and soft breaths coming from your him. you slowly maneuver yourself and tsukishima so he’s laying on his side, pushing his bangs out his face so you can kiss his forehead before making your way to the bathroom to get some wet towels to clean you and tsuksishima up.

- ‘maybe i should get dome water’ you thought, taking a little detour to the kitchen. opening the refrigerator you see there is a bowl of precut fruit in there. you grab it taking a chunck of pineapple and pooping it into your mouth. so thats what he was doing before he came into the room .. AWWWW HE SO SWEETTTT... youre gonna tease about it when he wakes up.

- you walk back into the room you almost go into cardic arrwst. tsuskishima was sitting on the edge of the bed facing the door.. almost like “aww you were waiting for me to come backkkkkk, thats so sweettttttttttt.” “shutup, i dont even know why you left werido” he snatches you up in his lap when you are close enough. “well since somebody was catching up on his beauty rest, i was getting this” you dangle the damp towels in his face “or do you prefer to go to sleep with cum all over you” he swats the out of his face, and you hand, pulling you into his lap. “ i wasnt even sleep, now make yourself useful and feed me .. please” you roll your eyes taking a strawberry from the bowl bringing it to tsukishima’s lip

#💭.thoughtsbroughttolife #💭.bigbrainanon #dom/sub #dom tsukishima #sub reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x y/n #kei tsukishima #kei tsukishima smut #tsukishima smut #tsukishima drabbles #hq tsukishima #idky but i alwayssssss write when im like deadass tried #then wake up and edited it

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sunfish-studies · 3 years

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VS Umbrella

✄・・・ Feathery Ink [Karasuno Manager Series]

➜ Pairing: Karasuno x Manager! Reader

➜ Warning: none

➜ Notes: This is a separate series from Crisp Leaves. Similar to Crisp Leaves, manager in this story will be portrayed as a girl. She will be tall. This is just my appreciation towards tall girls, you guys are amazing.

Previous: ‹ Illusionary Hero › | Next: ‹ Cogs ›

↷ SUMMARY ↶

A new special move!

The third day of summer training camp and the temperature was still rising. Under the cool shade of the tree upon the hill, you, Shimizu, and Yachi were preparing cool electrolyte drinks for the team. Usually, you three done it in the gym but experiencing how hot the weather was, you three decided brought the bottles uphill so the team could drink immediately in order to avoid dehydration.

“That’s a different type of brand you use, [Name]-chan.” Shimizu commented, seeing a different colored package of electrolyte drink in your hand.

“Oh, Kageyama-kun usually used this particular brand,” you replied, pouring the powder into the bottle and turn the lid close, then you shook the bottle so it would mix thoroughly. Your upperclassman hummed in understanding from your answer.

While it was the third day of training, it’s also marked the three weeks of Kageyama and Hinata not talking to each other even though it didn’t hinder their practice. It worried you a bit, but you knew the two of them would talk eventually.

“Great work,” you said, offering the bottle to Kageyama when he and the rest of the boys arrived uphill. He rasped out a thank you before immediately downing the drink.

“Hinata-kun, this is yours!”

“Thank you!”

You purposely be the one to delivered the bottle straight to the person–Hinata was keeping a quite distance from Kageyama and you didn’t want to force the orange-haired boy to get closer with the raven-haired setter.

“Wuaah, it’s nice and cool,” Hinata sighed in content, placing the bottle upon his cheek–enjoying the coolness radiating from it. After satisfied in cooling down his face, he soon downed the drink. Now that you think, you rarely talk to Hinata these days with him busy with his practice.

“[Name]-san, is your arm okay?” ah, he must be referring to the long cut on your arm.

“It’s already a month, Hinata-kun, it’s healed but it does leave a scar,” you lifted your arm, showing a faint lighter line present on your skin where your wound previously at.

“Oh, sorry,” frowns don’t suit Hinata at all–he’s a bright ball of beaming energy, a warm figure who could lit your day in an instant. It’s his nature, and seeing him becoming dejected from the start of the day was worrying.

“It’s fine, Hinata-kun, it’s not your fault anyway. It was an accident,” you dismissed his apology. “And if you need anything, just call out for me, okay? I’ll do my best to help you.”

You didn’t know what force that made you say those words, but you know you couldn’t take it back–you didn’t intend too anyway. Hinata always worked hard by himself, so you want to support him as much as possible. The orange haired boy looked taken a back before a giving you that infamous wide, sunny grin.

“Okay! And call me Shoyo, then! I call you by your first name so it’s fair if you call me like that too!”

“Alright, then, Shoyo-kun.”

The temperature was still rising–the burning hot atmosphere exhausted your boys even further than before. It would get rough, both for their body and mind eventually. You could feel your skin prickling–the tension was rising faster than before, tiredness building up, and sooner or later it would get to them.

“Damn it!” you gripped on your hand a little tighter after hearing Hinata’s scream of frustration. He failed to get the ball over the net because he lost in terms of strength with Lev. For the past three days, he couldn’t hit any ball comfortably, and with the battle of height always looming over him he had nothing to fight it with.

The match continued–Nishinoya tossed the ball perfectly, and then Kageyama went up to made a toss. Hinata, noticing there was a chance for a quick immediately jumped. Even though the ball barely being hit, it still got over the net and fell on the opposite court.

“You held back, didn’t you!?” his upperclassmen’s praises went over his head as Hinata yelled in anger at Kageyama.

“Held back?” the raven-haired setter also didn’t like the approach, glaring back menacingly. “Me? With volleyball?”

Thankfully before a fight could break, Takeda-sensei already asked for a time-out–with that, at least the two could cool down for a bit and not causing ruckus on the court in the middle of a match.

“That wasn’t the falling toss!” Hinata’s next words, caught you off guard. He noticed something’s different with the toss? It looked the same to you.

“It wasn’t?” Takeda-sensei questioned.

“I mean, looking back, it technically may not have been.” Coach Ukai answered, a thumb under his chin. “I think what just happened is that the toss right now wasn’t like the falling tosses he’s been getting, but more of a parabola.”

It clicked in your mind–the abrupt change suddenly made sense. “Does that mean Kageyama-kun is trying to get Shoyo-kun to hit the ball no matter what?”

“It’s on purpose?” Yachi turned to look at you.

“But what for?” Shimizu’s brows furrowed in confusion.

“Hinata hasn’t hit a spike comfortably for a while now,” Coach Ukai was the one who answered to their question. “That’s pretty stressful for a spiker. Kageyama might have subconsciously been worried that Hinata’s might not play as well because of that.”

You frowned in worry, seeing how Hinata still rooted on his spot despite Tanaka’s attempt to dragged him off the court. And it also worried you that Kageyama was looking utterly dejected–maybe he realized for a moment that he pulled his punches. Thankfully it was only a moment–everything was resolved rather quickly and practice resumed.

After practice at night, you found yourself helping Bokuto, Kuroo, and Akaashi in the third gym. The owl captain immediately dragged you away as soon as the last practice was over (you swore you could hear Tanaka and Nishinoya’s screams of fury), so here you were, throwing balls to Akaashi so he could toss it to Bokuto. Surprisingly, Tsukishima was present as well–now, he’s learning to block with Kuroo’s guidance.

“Oh? Tsukki, [Name]-chan, did you bring a friend today?” Bokuto suddenly asked, which confused the two of you.

“Pardon?” Tsukishima questioned.

When you threw a look over your shoulder, you immediately took a notice of an extremely familiar figure with orange hair by the door. Calling out, you gave him a smile. “Shoyo-kun!”

“[N-Name]-san!”

“What happened to your partner?” Tsukishima asked.

“Kageyama’s practicing on his own again,” Hinata answered. “I was trying to get Kenma to throw me tosses, but he ran away after the fifth one.”

“It’s amazing that you got Kenma to even give you five during practice,” Kuroo remarked.

“So, please let me practice with you!” another surprised for you because Lev showed up and asking the same thing.

“Lev!”

“Oh, Hinata,” the silver-haired boy then noticed you and immediately waved his hands enthusiastically. “Otohaku-chan!! You’re here too!!”

“Lev, quit flirting with the manager and I thought you were practicing receives with Yaku.” Kuroo said and of course, the mention of Nekoma’s libero, Lev stiffened.

“He said I was doing well today, so he let me go!”

From the looks of it, it was no doubt he ran away while Yaku was having a bathroom break or something else that required him for leaving the gym. But Kuroo, being the lenient and laid-back captain he is, dismissed it.

“Well, whatever,” he sighed. “Then, we have the right number of people, so let’s play three-on-three. [Name], you’re in charge of the score.”

Nodding in understanding, you pushed the score board closer and changed the names above–cats and owl, it reminded you of the two captain’s characteristics. You were fine in looking over the match, but this match was quite ridiculous. Thankfully, you’re not the only to think so.

“Um, isn’t this just a bit unbalanced?” Akaashi questioned. He was in the same team with Bokuto and Hinata, whereas the opposite team was clearly having more advantage in height–Kuroo, Lev, and Tsukishima are all above 185cm. Still with the disadvantage he got, Hinata was excited for sure.

The match was interesting to watch–even with the lack of extra height for Hinata’s team, they were still on par with Tsukishima’s team. But soon it was stopped by Yukie and Kaori’s appearance.

“If you don’t wrap soon, the cafeteria will close and you won’t get any dinner.” Yukie informed. “Oh? [Name]-chan, you’re here too? That explains why you don’t show up for dinner.”

Frustration was clear to Hinata because he clearly enjoyed the match and he didn’t want it to end, however, with Kuroo’s reassurance that they would continue this tomorrow, he was back bouncing on his feet. You couldn’t help but smile at the captain’s attentiveness.

“Thank you for cheering Shoyo-kun up,” you said, as the seven of you walked towards the cafeteria. Yukie and Kaori said they had to handle other things first so they couldn’t accompany you (it was hard for them to let you go with the boys). “Today’s not a good day for him so this match definitely cheers him up.”

“It’s nothing, and we probably have to apologize to you too,” Kuroo remarked. “Bokuto’s dragging you here, you stuck with us, and missed dinner. Bokuto, you have an apology to make!”

“That’s right, Bokuto-san, you made Otohaku-san missed dinner.” Akaashi piped up. “Tomorrow she has to wake up early to prepare breakfast, too.”

As if struck by lightning, Bokuto froze and turned stiffly to look at you before he went on a full apology-mode–as far as dropping on his knees, taking your hands in his, and begging for apology. You laughed nervously, but you knew he was sincere with it.

“I’m sorry, [Name]-chan!! I’ll make it up to you!! Do I need to replace you handling breakfast tomorrow!?”

“N-no, it’s alright, I will be fine and you don’t have to apologize, Bokuto-san. I don’t mind helping you practice.”

“Bokuto-san, you’re making Otohaku-san uncomfortable.”

“Have my back for once, Akaashi!!”

Now that you think of it, your after-practice time was automatically reserved for the third gym. Bokuto would bound towards you, asking for your help as soon as you’re done with your managerial duties. With your nod, he then reached out for your hand and pulled you to ran towards the third gym.

Akaashi already informed you to just dismissed his captain, but you found yourself couldn’t possibly rejected Bokuto’s invitation–especially when his eyes practically shining, you didn’t have a heart to ruin it. That goes for Daichi also, he even offered to talk to Bokuto about it if it bothers you. You were grateful for the two’s offer, still if you could help, you want to be helpful as possible.

It’s probably the third time you helped them practice by throwing balls and keeping an eye on the score board. Well you did your usual managerial duties as well–refilling the water bottles, giving them towels, sometimes wiping the floor when it became too slippery. Kuroo mentioned that you didn’t have to do it since your work hour was over and him, Bokuto, Akaashi, and Lev weren’t from your team.

Again, you dismissed it–it’s not a heavy duty, anyway. In between water break, Tsukishima asked about why on earth Kuroo wanted to help them when they would end up being rival in the end.

The captain cleared his throat. “I want to make the Battle at the Garbage Dump a reality. It’s what our coach wants more than anything. But who knows how much longer our coach is going to continue coaching? So, because of that, we need you guys to keep winning too.”

Overall, you understood Kuroo’s reason, but there was something that piqued your curiosity.

“Uhm, I know this question might sound strange, but, what is Battle at the Garbage Dump?” you asked.

“Oh, that’s right, we haven’t explained anything to Yachi-san and [Name]-san!” Hinata said.

“To put it simple, it’s like destined match between Karasuno and Nekoma.” Tsukishima explained. “It’s been going since the previous Coach Ukai’s time.”

“Karasuno and Nekoma will climb up until they could go to nationals and then will meet up on the orange court.” Kuroo grinned, reaching up to ruffle your hair lightly.

“That’s… so cool,” you muttered. You couldn’t find the exact words to express the awe you’re feeling. A match in the orange court between destined rivals, it’s almost like straight up from a manga or a movie. Other teams could research but playing against a team that knows you really well is going to be an absolute thrill–probably the best match Karasuno could get.

“Right, right!?” Hinata went up to you and asked excitedly.

“Come on. Let’s get back to practice!” Kuroo informed and all of you immediately went to your assigned place.

Practice went on–still between the Owl and Cat group. When Bokuto had to score against someone tall like Lev and Tsukishima, he didn’t kill the ball instead he hit it purposely against the block–returning it to the team for a more proper toss. Knowing how Hinata was hungry for development, surely he wouldn’t miss this.

After Bokuto managed to kill the ball with an intense straight towards the back line, he instantly approached him to ask about it. Soon, the game continued. This time, it was Lev who went for the score but managed to be soft-blocked by Akaashi. The last ball went to Hinata and you witnessed an absolutely underhanded way of blocking.

“Ah! Hey!” Bokuto screeched, also feeling the unfairness. “You guys are playing dirty!”

Hinata had to face three blockers above 185 cm with not a good toss.

“Nowhere to aim,” you muttered, narrowing your eyes in slight annoyance.

However, Hinata intended to face them–he hit the ball to Lev’s fingertips and it flew over before dropping to the inner-side of the opposite court. He jumped high enough and landed on his back instead.

“Shoyo-kun, you’re amazing!” running and kneeling beside him, you praised. Technically, you’re supposed to check on him but it flew over your mind for a second. “It’s an amazing block-out!”

“Did…you actually aim for that?” Kuroo questioned in disbelief. “That was an amazing wipe!”

“Well, I did aim for Lev’s fingertips.”

“What!?” Lev took a full offense in this.

Still, Bokuto was impressed by the lack of fear the younger had. The owl captain was showering him with praises as the rest of you watched from the sidelines. It went well until Bokuto proposed a ‘special move’–which made almost everyone dropped their beliefs, Hinata seemed to be excited by it though.

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goldenkirstein · 3 years

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i wanna lay where you lay

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pairing: miya osamu x fem! reader

wc: 1.6k+

cw: smut (18+ minors DNI), reader has female anatomy, nipple play, impact play, mentions of daddy kink, spit play, slight dumbification

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smut under the cut

"Show me that pretty little princess cunt"

Osamu had never seen a better sight; he had you splayed out on the bed for him, legs spread wide, exposing your glistening center to him. As much as he wanted to touch you, he refrained, one of his hands worked up and down his cock, the other gripping the sheets under him.

He ran his tongue over his bottom lip before catching it between his teeth as he watched you place your hand between your trembling thighs, index and middle fingers spreading your lips apart, revealing your pulsating hole.

The view caused a suppressed groan to fall from his lips. Your tight hole looked so inviting, clenching and unclenching around nothing, weeping to be filled by his dick. He squeezed his fist around the base of his cock before continuing to pump his shaft.

“Samu need you so bad.” Your fingers were now circling your swollen clit, your other hand reaching across your chest to pinch your hardened nipples, eliciting a moan.

It didn’t matter how much you worked your fingers over your cunt; both you and Osamu knew that only his cock, his fingers, his tongue could get you close to the release you were chasing after.

“Keep playing with that pretty pussy doll, thought you were gonna be a good girl for me?” His honeyed voice filled the room, cutting through the whimpers you were letting out.

Tears began to line your waterline, threatening to spill; you didn’t know how much more you could take. Of course, you wanted to be good for Osamu, but it was cruel having him stroke his cock in front of you while you helplessly squirmed around, not even having permission to touch him.

“Please, I can’t; need your cock so bad, wanna feel good, wanna make you feel good.” Arching your back, you slipped two of your digits inside your needy hole, working them in and out, but to no avail. A slight sheen covered your body as you watched Osamu pump his cock to the pace at which you were fingering yourself.

“Fuck baby, you can’t say shit like that,” he let out another groan at your words, his fist twisting around the tip of his cock, which was an angry shade of red, leaking precum.

A sigh tumbled from your lips as Osamu climbed over to your frame on the bed. Taking the hand that was previously wrapped around his shaft, he grabbed on your wrist, pulling your fingers away from your pussy, making your face contort in displeasure.

Your fingers were slick with your juices, and he wasted no time in placing them in his mouth, his eyes squeezing shut as his tongue glided around your digits, savouring your taste. If you weren’t so needy, Osamu would have wanted nothing more but to dive his head between your quivering legs and lap up everything your sopping cunt had to offer.

He released your fingers with a pop, a slight smirk painting his face as his eyes fluttered open. You watched him with a glazed-over look, a few tears trailing down your cheeks. Bucking your hips, you tried to relieve the ache between your legs, but Osamu was quick to halt your movements, his hand releasing your wrist and coming down to grip your hips holding them down to the bed.

“You’re being mean, Samu.” Averting your gaze, you continued to squirm before you felt a sharp sting on your cheek. Biting back tears, you looked back at him, his eyes darkened with lust, boring holes into you.

“Fucking behave, only good girls get fucked. You want that, right?” Any other day and he could have entertained your brattiness, but he was also getting restless. He watched as you quickly nodded, your lips trembling.

“Nuh-uh baby, use your words.” He gripped your jaw with his free hand, waiting for your response.

“Yes, daddy, I’ll be good.” You felt him brush his cockhead against your clit, making you shudder.

He smiled at your words, dragging his thumb over your swollen lips, causing you to open your mouth, already anticipating what was about to come. A thick glob of spit escaped Osamu’s lips before landing on your tongue, gliding to the back of your throat. Using the same hand that slapped you, he applied a gentle pressure against your chin, causing you to shut your mouth. His eyes trailed over your throat, which bobbed as you swallowed.

“What do you say?” He moved his hand down to your tits and began to toy with nipples.

“Thank you, daddy.” You made sure to show him that you swallowed, smiling when he pressed his lips against yours.

“Atta, girl.” The praise sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn’t help but giggle. The sound that left your mouth quickly turned into a moan as you felt Osamu lean back and drag his cock between your folds.

“So fucking wet, hmm?” He sighed as he watched his cockhead collected the slick between your lips. He wouldn’t maintain his composure for long; he needed to feel you around him.

You subconsciously jerked them up, causing Osamu to let out a broken moan as his tip caught onto your entrance, already getting sucked in by your tight cunt.

“Oh, fuck, more Samu, need more.” Your eyes squeezed shut as you whimpered, his tip slipping past the tight ring of muscle, stretching your tiny hole out.

“Shit, you’re so fucking tight, gonna let me fuck you real good, yeah?” He began to inch further in you, making you gasp and grab onto his bicep. His eyes were glued to the way his cock disappeared inside you. The feeling of your tight walls squeezing against him quickly becoming overwhelming

“Mm, fuck, look, baby, look how well your cunt takes me.” You followed Osamu’s eyes, and you watched him bottom out, making your mouth fall open, letting out a silent moan. His hands traced over your side before latching on your hips again as he began to move slowly. He glanced back up at you, looking for any discomfort in your features. Once he saw your mouth twitch into a small smile and an audible breath escape your lips, he quickened his pace.

You dug your nails into his arm as you felt his cock drag out of your walls. He pressed his forehead against yours, a hiss falling from his lips as your velvet walls sucked him back in.

“Feel so, ah-good; love your cock.” You arched your back, making him rut deeper in you, his cock teasing your sensitive spot.

Pressure began building in your abdomen as you felt Osamu snake his hand down, pressing his thumb against your sore clit, making you clench around him.

“Yeah, fuck, you like that, don’t you? Can feel you squeezing me, driving me crazy.” He quickened his pace, his thumb still applying pressure to your nub. He wasn’t going to last long like this, and judging by the way you were babbling, you were close too.

Spit was collecting at the side of your mouth, your mind hazy, the only thing grounding you the feeling of Osamu’s cock driving in and out of you. He moved one of his hands from your hips and brought them up to tap against your cheek, making you look back at him.

Your fucked-out expression only spurring him further. He removed his thumb from your clit, and used his hand to wrap your legs around his waist, his cock now hitting your sweet spot, sending ripples of pleasure down your body.

“Samu, aah, cum, ‘m gonna cum.” You dug your heels into his back as you sobbed out his name.

“Fuck, me too, gonna fill you up, princess.” He furrowed his brows; the sound of skin against skin filled the room, along with the lewd squelching of his cock against your cunt.

“Fill me up, daddy, please; want your cum so bad.” His muscles tensed as he slowed down, nearing his release. Bringing his hand back to your pussy, he pinched your clit while thrusting into you, making your legs twitch.

Your mouth fell open, emitting a silent scream as your legs squeezed his waist. Your legs trembled as everything around you faded to static noise, your orgasm overcoming every feeling in your body.

Osamu groaned as he felt you pulsate against him, still rutting into you through your climax. His release came soon as he stuttered into a stop, thick hot spurts of his load painted your walls white as you came down from your high.

He buried his head into your neck after he came, still sensitive. Sounds of ragged breathing filled the bedroom as both of you collected yourselves. Bringing your hands around his back, you felt him press a few kisses against your neck.

He was still sheathed inside you when he removed himself from the crook of your neck, sweat dripping down the side of his head as he looked at you.

“So fucking perfect, I love you,” Osamu let out a breathy laugh as he drank in your expression, eyes hooded and a lazy smile was gracing your features. He slowly pulled out from inside you, watching intently as his sticky cum dribbled out of your abused hole.

You groaned at the sudden emptiness but were soon met with Osamu’s hands surrounding your body, lifting you off the bed. Pressing your head against his chest, you hummed in contentment.

“You gotta go pee, babe. I’ll run you a bath after.” He pressed a loving kiss against your forehead, watching as your eyelids fluttered shut.

A smile painted your features as you nuzzled into his chest, mumbling out a small ‘I love you’ as he carried you into the bathroom.

a/n: my first time posting a smut fic lol that isnt hc !! i hope the smut sounded alright, this was very very self-indulgent i just love osamu. like a lot.

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AAAAAAAAAH REQUESTS ARE OPEN 😭😂 AHEM hello!!! welcome back btw 😊 tumblr is not the same without youuu but i'd like to request a bestfriend au with tsukki, kuroo, and iwa where the reader was asked to give a love letter to them but the reader was hesitant to pass it and the boys found out about it? hehe please make it fluffy to mend my broken heart 🙏🥺

but if it's too much, don't hesitate to ignore it, love 😊

« Crossing Boundaries.

- the one in which you’re asked to pass on a love letter to your best friend, but what’s stopping you? Why does it...hurt?

format: scenarios

genre: fluff

- includes: Tsukishima, Kuroo, and Iwaizumi

WHO TF BROKE YOUR HEART take mine instead

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Tsukishima

“So...you’ll give it to him?”

You glance at the outstretched letter in the girl’s hand, shouldering your bag with a tilt of your head. Who was this girl again?

“Um...”

“You’re Tsukishima-Kun’s best friend!” She blurts, startling you slightly as your eyes widen a fraction. “I...want him to go out with me. You’re just so easy to approach, Y/N-chan!”

Jaw slacking, you watch as she deeply bows before skittering off with a bright hue to her cheeks, a hopeful glint in her eyes as you glance down at the carefully sealed letter in your hand. No doubt were her feelings sealed in the contents of this letter, it wouldn’t be a big deal to be the messenger, right?

The sudden sick feeling in your stomach was nothing, right?

“Oi. I know I said you were scatterbrained, but did you seriously not realize classes ended for the day?”

You flinch at the feeling of Tsukishima pinching your cheek to catch your attention, staring down at you increduously as you find a wobbly grin taking place, your hands automatically opening your bag.

“Is my amazing best friend actually offering to walk me home?” You feign shock as Tsukishima rolls his eyes.

“Who said that? Buy me snacks, get a move on.” The blonde scoffs, jutting his chin in the direction of the door before you swallow back the tightness in your throat.

“Fine. Let’s go.”

You zip up your bag, noting that it felt a little heavier than before. Tsukishima picks up on your silence on the walk to the convenience store, noting that you seemed a little down. He nudges your side as you stare blankly off into the onigiri aisle, tilting his head in a silent question.

“Eh? Uh, just grab whatever. I’m not even hungry.”

“Since when?” Tsukishima retorts, easily grabbing an extra bun and your favorite canned fruit juice along with his snacks before ringing them up, leaving you behind.

Would he do this with that girl if they started dating?

“Ah, I thought I was buying.”

“Get that pout off your face and eat.” Tsukishima leans against the glass windows of the convenience store, unwrapping your bun for you before shoving it in your direction. “What’s with you?”

You scoff playfully, nibbling the soft bread. “As if you care.”

“You’re right. I don’t.”

Tsukishima smirks into his meat bun as you glare in his direction, content with the quietness of your friendship that was built on playful insults and each other’s presence.

Your fingers twitched as the meat bun lowered in one of your hands, the other fiddling with the zipper on your bag.

Who were you to stop him from potential happiness?

“Here.”

Tsukishima glances down at the letter, brown eyes widening a little bit.

“This from you?”

You take a big bite out of your bun, knowing that the foreign hurt you felt in your stomach would arise again if you answered his question.

“Is this why you were acting so weird earlier?” He prompts another question as you swallow your mouthful, examining the unopened letter.

“You should’ve just told me, idiot.”

It hurts to look at him. It sounds like he’s fighting to keep his amusement out of his voice.

“I know.” You crumple your wrapper, refusing to look in his direction. The corners of your lips are forcibly turned upwards as you feel Tsukishima staring at you seriously.

“Does this mean we can’t be friends anymore?” Your voice sounds small, and Tsukishima’s scoff made your heart fall into your stomach.

“Well, duh.”

You knew it.

“People who date aren’t friends. I accept your confession, stupid. Stop looking so sad.”

Your head snaps up, eyes widening at his words. Realization melts into your gaze as it darts from the pink tinge of hid ears to to the unopened letter. He hadn’t even read the contents of it.

“Kei. I didn’t write that letter.”

The silence that settles between the two of you is borderline unbearable. Tsukishima rips the letter open, eyes skimming it’s contents before his jaw clenches.

“I see that now.”

“Ha...sorry.” You mumble awkwardly, heat brimming your cheeks as your best friend pockets the letter, making your heart sink further.

“Might as well accept, huh?”

“R-really?”

“Is she cute?” Tsukishima throws his trash away as he walks ahead of you, leaving you to trail after him as you stare at his back as you do so, nails biting into your palms.

“Do I know her? Do you know her?” He stops walking, and you bump into his back. The tall blonde doesn’t look back at you, the colorful sky of the setting sun acting as a background for his tall figure.

“Why were you so hesitant in giving me her letter?”

Tsukishima’s irritation finally boils over at your continued silence, finally glancing back at you only for his brown irises to widen. One more question. Perhaps the most important one.

“Why are you crying?”

You hastily wipe at the tears as your best friend faces you fully, his grip on the strap of his bag loosening so his arm falls down at his side. His arm is hesitant as it raises, hand carefully cupping your face as his thumb brushes your tears to the side.

“I-I don’t know-!” You hiccup. Why did it feel like you were losing something that was standing right in front of you?

“Y/N.” One careful motion has Tsukishima’s hand lifting your face to meet his usually stoic eyes.

“Do you like me?”

“Do I?” Your response is hushed, making Tsukishima scoff, his other hand reaching out to grab your waist on the empty sidewalk.

“Only one way to find out, dumbass.”

His lips are on yours before you can hiccup another response, and your hand wraps around his wrist that’s cupping your face as your heart seems to finally relax.

“So?” Tsukishima murmurs, lips still grazing yours when he pulls back slightly.

Ah. He made the pain stop.

“I don’t know. I think you need to do it again.”

“You’re an idiot.” The blonde is smirking now, tugging you closer.

“So you don’t want to?” You ask innocently as Tsukishima throws a crumpled ball of paper behind him. He looks at you in annoyance, but his eyes hold something else as he grips your chin.

“Don’t put words in my mouth. Especially since you made a fool of me earlier.”

“I never said it was from me!”

“Do you want me to kiss you again, or not?”

Kuroo

“If you would, I’d be so grateful!”

“Ah, wait-!”

You sigh as the unknown girl blends into the crowd at the volleyball match, making you hang your head and sigh as the sound of your name makes you perk up from within the stands.

“Y/N-chaaaan, you’re here to see me!”

“Lies.”

“Hi Lev! You did so well out there!” You wave at your much taller underclassman, ignoring your best friend before yelping a little when Lev glomps you like a little kid. Your best friend’s stare from over his teammates shoulder is unamused as Kuroo grabs the back of Lev’s shirt.

“Y/N’s here to give me a ride home. Get your own best friend, kid.”

“You have Kenma!”

“No he doesn’t.” Kenma pops up on your other side, and you withhold a giggle as Kuroo rolls his eyes, quite literally plucking you up from the crowding of his teammates by the waist. You sweatdrop when he flings you over his shoulder, whistling as the raven-haired captain carries you over to the exit.

“You promised you wouldn’t do this anymore.”

“I make no such promises.”

“Kuroo-senpai, it’s okay to be jealous!” An irritated heat fills your cheeks as Kenma and Lev get farther away, the latter offering two large thumbs up.

“Awh, listen to your underclassman.” You tease, and Kuroo easily shuffles around in your purse to get your keys as you suddenly still. Would he find the note that his fan had given you?

...wait. Why did you think that was a bad thing?

“Yeah, yeah. Do you want me to drive?”

“You could just ride home on the bus with your teammates like a normal person.” You quip as Kuroo carefully sets you down before unlocking your car, opening the door for you as you roll your eyes and get in.

“If I did, would you still come to my games, sweetheart?” The captain’s cat-like smile was easy as he rests his forearm atop your car door, tilting his head in amusement.

“Don’t call me that.” Heat never fails to swirl in your cheeks at Kuroo’s flirtatious nature before he snickers, closing your door before reminding you to watch out for your legs.

“By the way, what was with the letter in your bag?”

Your chest sinks.

“None of your business.” You blink, the words slipping out automatically before Kuroo shrugs, putting your car into motion. Questions flitted around your head as to why, Kuroo’s speaking of his volleyball match acting as background noise.

“...Kitten, are you even listening to me?”

“Yep. I love serves. Go team.”

Kuroo smirks, keeping his eyes on the road with his forearm bent in a relaxed manner resting on top of your seat.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head?”

“How your teammates are cuter than you.”

“Ow.”

You laugh, but there’s weight to it. Biting your lip, guilt swimming in your stomach for even considering not giving it to him. Hastily, you reach out to put the letter in the compartment on his dashboard.

“What’s that?” Kuroo’s feral eyes glance at the paper before flitting back to the road, and you look out the window with a strained smile.

“Yours. A girl at the match wanted me to give it to you.”

You wait for the cocky retort and barrage of questions as to who, but it doesn’t come. Eyebrow quirking at his silence, you glance at your best friend to see his jaw had clenched, grip on the steering wheel tightening.

“Kuroo-?” You blink when he swerves into the next gas station, the lot mostly empty save for a few patrons buying cigarettes. You tilt your head, thoroughly confused as he stares at the paper sitting on his dashboard.

“You said it was none of my business.”

“And...?” you urge him to continue. “I obviously didn’t-”

“Y/N, did you not want to give me her letter?”

When did his tone get so serious?

You felt like a deer in the headlights. Curse him for being so smart.

“H-Huh? You’re overthinking things...” You force out a scoff, looking out your window again to see that the rest of the patrons had left.

“In that case...” Kuroo mumbles as you see from his peripheral vision grab the letter.

“Do you have to read it now?” The question tumbles from your lips before you realize it, completely oblivious to the hurt that shone over your eyes as Kuroo notices immediately.

“I’m going to say yes.”

Your jaw slackens before you quickly pull yourself together. What was with you?

“Y-You don’t even know who...” Your lips were trembling as Kuroo locked eyes with you seriously, but you steadied your breathing quickly before a smile takes place.

“I’m happy for you.”

“Dammit, Y/N-” Kuroo’s voice was near a growl as he unbuckled his seatbelt, capturing your lips with his as his hand rests on the back of your neck, tugging you towards him. You gasp into the unexpected kiss, shocked at the fact that you liked it.

Breathless, his chest rises as he catches his breath when he pulls back, the captain’s eyes brimmed with annoyance as you meet his gaze with a dumbfounded one.

“I hand you all the chances in the damn world on a silver platter, and I kiss you first? In a gas station parking lot? Damn, Kenma was right. I am a wuss.”

“W-Wha...” You blink once, then twice before Kuroo’s thumb grazes your bottom lip.

“I’m gonna kiss you again if you don’t reply in three seconds. I’m about to internally combust.”

A smile stretches over your lips slowly, and that’s enough for the dark-haired captain to kiss you with a fervor unknown, as if he had been holding himself back this whole time-

the folded letter laying forgotten on the dashboard.

Iwaizumi

“This close.” You pinch your fingers together as Hanamaki and Matsukawa look down at you in amusement. “This close to beating up your captain because his stupid fangirls give me his stupid fucking confessions to give to him because the girls at our school lack the balls to do it.”

“It can’t all be that bad.” Hanamaki muses as you hand him a certain one, the tall boy skimming the letter before his nose gushes out blood.

“Did...did you just get a nosebleed-”

"It’s rude to read a person’s mail!” Oikawa pipes up, snatching the letter from Hanamaki before pouting in your direction.

“It’s okay, they’re anonymous. Gotta make sure their not death threats.” You give the captain finger guns, and he gasps in shock in response.

“Who would want to wish death upon a face this pretty?”

“Iwaizumi.” Hanamaki and Matsukawa’s responses are immediate, and you stifle a laugh as Oikawa immediately sulks. Your best friend was in the locker room for a post-practice shower, not present to confirm nor deny that statement.

“Oh! Speaking of Iwa-chan, there’s a letter for him in here too.”

Huh?

“Ah. I forgot he’s a little popular too.” Matsukawa hums, snatching the letter out of Oikawa’s pile and putting it on your face. “Here.”

“And what do you expect me to do with this?” You swat Matsukawa’s hand away, a frown settling on your lips that doesn’t go unnoticed by Makki.

“Ooh, is our cute little manager jealous?”

“What are you, six?”

“Is she getting defensive, Makki?”

“I think she is, Matsukawa.”

“Stop.” You groan, shooing the third years away as the pair of friends oblige, chuckling among themselves while leaving you with Oikawa.

“Y/N...do you like Iwa-chan?”

“We’re best friends.”

“That didn’t answer my question.” Oikawa was oddly serious, seeming to desperately want the answer out of you as you tilt your head in confusion as he steps closer to you.

“What-?”

“The truth is, Iwa-chan-”

“Oi. Are you talking about me?”

Oikawa claps his hand over his mouth, Iwaizumi glaring at his childhood friend before shaking his head no quickly.

“Would you look at the time!” Oikawa peers at his nonexistent watch as Iwaizumi huffs through his nose, peering down at you next as you bite the inside of your cheek. On instinct, you had hidden the letter in your hand behind your back.

“What’s with you?” Iwaizumi questions, taking the towel slung over your shoulder to wipe at the nape of his neck. “Did that piece of shit say something weird to you?”

“That piece of shit is our friend.”

“Sadly.” Iwa’s response is immediate, and you giggle, making his features soften a little bit. “So did he?”

“Is there a dirty little secret I don’t know about?” You muse, crossing your arms as Iwa’s movements to dry the back of his neck seem to still momentarily.

“Nope.”

“Hm. Unconvincing.”

“What’s that behind your back?” The spiker changes the subject, and your mouth suddenly goes dry as the door sliding open steals both of your attention. Matsukawa smirked at you as Hanamaki flashed you a thumbs up as they left, Oikawa winking before taking his leave as well.

“We should get going too.” You awkwardly sidestep away, hesitation in your movement as Iwaizumi tilts his head in thought.

“Right, but first-”

You yelp, Iwaizumi faster than you as he pulls you by the shoulder, your back hitting his chest comfortably as his hand easily slips the letter out of your grasp.

“What’s this?”

Dammit.

“Oh um, a letter for you.”

Dammit. Dammit.

“Did you write it?”

Why do you feel so unsettled?

“N-No...”

Iwaizumi blinks, opening up the letter to skim its’ contents before you try to make a quiet escape. You don’t come out victorious, Iwa easily catching your collar as mid-sentence to corrupt your plans.

It’s quiet when he finishes reading it, and he crumples it up before shoving it in his pocket.

“Who’s the lucky girl? Do you know her?”

Your best friend ignores your upbeat tone, glancing at you with his hand shoved in his pocket.

“...why were you hiding it?”

“Hm?”

He begins to move towards you.

“Did you...not like me receiving a confession?”

“What are you talking about?” You move backwards with every step he takes forward, nervously avoiding his dark eyes as your back finally hits the wall.

“I didn’t even know it was a confession...” You ramble, and Iwa’s hand reaches out to touch the wall besides your waist, making your heart skip a beat. His stare was captivating, making your legs weak.

Since when did your best friend have such an effect on you?

“Iwa.” Your voice was near a whimper, making the dark-haired spiker wrap his arm around your waist, large hand resting on the small of your back. He seems uncertain with his movements, jaw clenched and forehead creased.

“Y/N.” Your noses were brushing now. “Would you hate me if I said I wanted to ruin our friendship?”

You stare at him in disbelief, finding your head shaking the slightest bit no-

and that’s all it takes for him to close the distance.

His large hand entangles in your hair, holding you closer to him as he kisses you deeply, yet gently. Your arms tremble as they wrap around his neck, pulling him towards you as you feel his lips softly turn upwards against yours.

Both of your breathing is heavy when you break the moment, heart beating out of your chest.

“Um, so what’s your answer to the confession-”

“Shut up.” Iwaizumi rolls his eyes, smirking when you giggle into the next kiss he presses on your lips.

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