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straykeedz · 4 months

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Ahhhh I've been thinking about like idk, something christmas-y with changbin, like, smth like you're watching Christmas movies with him and then it escalates? Could you possibly write this when you get the chance? Thank you💜

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𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝖾𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖻𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗌

🏐 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌. 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌 - 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖽𝖽 ( 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗑 𝖺4 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖼𝗀𝖽𝗏𝗁𝖼𝗃𝗁𝖽 ). 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗂 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍! 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗌, 𝗂 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗑𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁, 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗌!

𝗍𝗐: 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗆𝗒 ; 𝖽𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 ; 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗃𝗈𝖻 ; 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖻𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 ; 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 ; 𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗎𝖻𝖾 ( 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍! ) ; 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗂𝗏 𝗌𝖾𝗑 ( 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍!! ) ; 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾 ;

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prettyiwa · 1 year

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14 February 2016 | 14:28

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content tags: hurt/comfort, arguments over parental disproval

“Were you ever going to tell me?” he asks, frustration and hurt dripping from his tone.

“I don’t understand why it matters! They have no bearing on our relationship!”

“They’re your parents! I’m your boyfriend. I should know if they don’t like me,” he argues, unable to look away from your defiant expression.

It shouldn’t be like this, you two shouldn’t be arguing. Not now, not when he had come out to spend Valentine’s day with you. If he hadn’t been getting ready in your bedroom, he doubts that he would have heard your parent’s unannounced visit, doubts he would have heard the conversation not meant for him.

And fuck if it doesn’t sting—the truth of your parent’s opinion of him as your romantic partner, the fact that you kept it from him, the dismissal of that little dream that had been forming in his mind. And you don’t get it. You don’t understand how fucking much this hurts.

“They don’t get to decide who I’m with! For fuck’s sake, Iwa! The only two people who matter in this relationship are you and me! Everyone else can go fuck off,” you spit and he hears your hurt with the explicit reduction in his name. He can't even pretend that it doesn't pain him—the fact that you called him 'Iwa' instead of 'Haji' or 'Hajime,' or the fact that you're suffering, too.

“They threatened to cut you off financially. It’s not as though you can afford to stay here without them.”

“My entire life they’ve dictated what I do, where I go, who I see. Befriending you was the first choice I made on my own and I’m not giving that up for them. If they wanna cut me off, then so be it.”

His breath catches in his throat as your declaration rings in the air, giving you an opportunity to say something he wishes you didn’t.

“If this is a dealbreaker for you—my parents not liking you—then so be it. I’m not forcing you to be in a relationship with me, nor am I going to try to get you guys to get along. I’m tired of doing everything I can for a modicum of their approval.”

The fire that burned through you is gone now as though a bucket of water was dumped over you both, leaving nothing but an icy chill blowing through the room.

He closes the distance between you two, eyes never leaving yours, seeing the depth of your fear and your insecurity.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he promises quietly.

As much as he would like for you to have a positive relationship with your parents, you’re right. What matters most is that you two are happy together. Later, when emotions have simmered, you two can talk about it. Maybe then he can voice his insecurities and you can voice yours.

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sapphicshav · 1 year

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── 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 | miya atsumu.

genre . . . fluff

note . . . repost from my old blog!

miya atsumu is a clingy boyfriend, very tenacious indeed. but not overly so to the point where it's annoying. he said himself that he'd never left your side and he's lived by that rule ever since the day you two met. he loves spending quality time with you. you've been overworking yourself lately because of upcoming exams, studying day in and day out getting no sleep. tsumu gets worried when you push yourself too much, he believes that you already have the intelligence to pass all your exams in flying colours. "baby yer super smart, you don't need to study. come spend some time with me instead" he sighs as you continue to ignore him. he was mildly annoyed by this.

he understands how important it is to pass your exams but working yourself half to death isn't the way how to do it. so what better to relax that taking your partner out for a picnic in the warm sun that was shining on a day like this. sat under the sun's ray's, the golden beams hitting your boyfriend's sunkissed skin made you realise how lucky you were to have him. the picnic that he arranged was the little moment of relaxation that you needed. it was like a breath of fresh air. "i'm glad you finally out them damn textbooks down, i was starting to get worried" he snaked his arm around your waist and lightly kissed the tip of your nose.

your phone vibrated, which ruined the moment, but before you could check it atsumu takes it and waves it above your head as if you were a child, "nuh uh, you don't get this back you need this time to relax, okay?". instead of fighting against it you listened to his words and he turned off your phone as well as his own. he wants to give you his undivided attention "apart from bein' swamped with yer tests, how've you been babe?". he could listen to you babble for hours on end, and he did.

spending all that time with you, laughing and joking around until the sun finally set was a moment you both wished would never end. with both hands intertwined he leans and whispers, "i love spendin' time with ya, you make me so happy" and softly pecks your temple.

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white-poppie · 1 year

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𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐭𝐚!𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞

Character: Mafia!Sakusa x Civillian!Reader (Based on the poll) Genre: Mafia AU, Yandere Warnings: blood WC: 0.5k+ Writer:@white-poppie

~ Synopsis: "When Sakusa meets a kind and fearless stranger with similar taste, he can't help but fulfil their rather vicious desires."

~ Note: This is very rushed! My exams are starting soon and I wanted to gift something to you guys before I vanish *poof*

Sakusa was a level-headed man. Smart, cunning and sometimes even manipulative if he might. It wasn't a choice, it was a necessity in the profession he was in.

But right now he was submerged in the twilight zone of obsession and desire. Since he met you, he hasn’t been himself.

Sakura Kiyoomi, the leader of the Japanese Yakuza faction called ‘The Black Jackals’ has a history of distaste for humans in general. He is just slightly concerned about his hygiene and health. As a child, he suffered from a weak immune system. Therefore, as he grew older and the responsibility of the gang came upon his shoulders, he had to be even more cautious about getting sick.

He first saw you at a museum he was visiting. He liked to see his crime scene before committing the crime. He was casually looking at the pieces until one of them caught his eye. A fierce-looking woman in a black dress stood on a medieval balcony looking towards the sky. Her eyes were red and distant and her beauty was so enthralling, one could almost ignore the blood on her figure.

It was spellbinding, the way he automatically moved closer to the frame, until his chest came into contact with something soft. He looked down to see a person, brows scrunched up in distaste, but with a very unkind smile on their face.

"Apologies," he said gruffly and you were taken aback by how melodic his voice sounded unlike his clothes, which looked like he had walked straight out of a 12-year-old girl's fantasy.

"It's fine," you sighed, "you may have to be the second one mesmerized by Madame Hien's beauty."

He tilted his head in question.

"The painting," you replied. "It's called 'Madame Hien'."

He looked back up at the painting. Such exquisite artwork, surely anyone would be enamoured by it, but why were only the two of you there?

"You said the second one. What is that supposed to mean?"

You smiled and looked ahead. "Madame Hien has a reputation for being cursed." You crossed your elbows and looked back at him.

He piped, "aren't you scared?"

"What is there to be scared of? Its a painting, art is supposed to make the comfortable uncomfortable. The artist wanted to make it famous by spreading this rumour however unlike other 'haunted paintings', luck didn't side this one. It didn't become famous."

A deep laugh reverberated through his chest. "such a shame, a masterpiece like this in a secluded corner of a tiny museum owned by the government."

You chuckled at his words, "You talk like an anti-communist during the world wars."

He crossed his hands behind his back, "It's a shame really, this painting deserves so much more than this."

You sighed longingly, "sometimes I wish it had a better place to exist."

You look at her black dress, "wish someone would be kind enough to steal it from this godforsaken place."

He smirked and looked towards you, "for an ideal citizen , you talk really dark."

You smiled and answered, "perhaps, law is there to break anyways."

"So hypothetically if I ever plan on doing something illegal, can I count you in?"

"A hundred percent!" you laughed and fished for your business car, "feel free to call me if you ever want to do something illegal."

Sakusa was hesitant to feel another human's touch, but he agreed, "got you."

You looked at your watch in a hurry, "oh no I have a meeting in an hour!"

Quickly you started heading towards the gate, before stopping dead in your tracks, "wait I never asked your name."

He hesitated as he stared at the floor quietly. "Kiyoomi." He said without mentioning his family name.

You flashed him a smile, "Y/N L/N."

BREAKING NEWS: 'Minor painting in the city museum was stolen. The painting titled, 'Madame Hein' which was infamous for cursing those who saw it, has been stolen. The bizarre fact os that the CCTV footage of the entire day of the museum has been erased completely. The thief left the following message graffitied on the museum wall where the painting used to be.

"It's in a better place now, stranger. See you soon." -- K

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petalsrfallen · 1 year

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PRE-GAME GOOD LUCK KISS. part 1

— ASAHI AZUMANE, DAICHI SAWAMURA, KIYOKO SHIMIZU, & KOSHI SUGAWARA X GENDER NEUTRAL READER

— word count: 1012

— summary: giving the third years from karasuno a good luck kiss before a game!

— warnings: kissing, pet names such as darling (daichi), baby (sugawara) babe, baby, sweetpea (asahi), reader calls kiyoko love

— A/N: another repost from my other account but i edited these a little, broke the headcannons into smaller chunks, and added more characters! also this doesn’t canonically fit with the show since they never have just games, but it’s more in line with USA volleyball games i went to in high school

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SAWAMURA DAICHI

the captain of the volleyball team may not admit it, but he loves when you greet him before a game. he’s a sucker for your kisses and praise. he’s also not afraid to show you off in front of the team!

“hey darling!” the captain says, smiling and waving at you.

you blush at the nickname, running over to him across the gym and giving him a hug. you’re basically like a sibling to the rest of the boys so it’s not surprising for you to be on the same side of the gym as them.

you stand on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around daichi’s neck, smiling up at the third year. he leans down and presses a deep kiss to your lips, his hands finding your waist and pulling you close to him.

“gross…” tsuki mutters at the two of you, causing you to pull away and flip him off.

“you’re just jealous four eyes…” you smirk and give daichi another quick peck on the lips.

“no matter what happens out there, you do your best. i’m so proud of you no matter what baby…” you whisper to him.

a slight blush coats his cheeks as he nods. “thank you darling, and thank you for the good luck kiss.”

warm-ups are starting now, so you depart to your side of the gym and into the stands, where you watch your daichi do his best.

SUGAWARA KOSHI

koshi likes to keep you from the other guys. it’s not that he wants to keep you a secret, he just gets jealous easily! he can’t help it. he just loves you so much!

the team is taking a quick water break during warm-ups, allowing suga to see you for at least a short amount of time. you greet him down on the floor, where he takes your hand and leads you into the hallway of the gym. you look up at him, a confused expression etched on your face. you open your mouth to speak, when the boy pulls you in for a kiss.

you’re shocked for a minute, but obviously return the kiss, placing your hands on his chest as his rest on your hips.

he pulls away for a moment and smiles, letting out a breathy laugh. “sorry baby, needed to kiss you. i didn’t want to do it in the gym where everyone could see.”

you blush and laugh. “awh, so protective of me koshi?”

it’s his turn to blush as he scratches the back on his neck. “i-i… i just wanted a good luck kiss!”

he pouts at you and you laugh again. “okay baby, relax!”

you press a kiss to his lips again, instantly allowing his pout to fade. “there… happy pretty boy?”

he nods and takes your hand, intertwining your fingers as you walk back into the gym. “good luck baby…”

you squeeze his hand and he squeezes yours back, giving you a kiss on the cheek before returning to his side of the gym.

AZUMANE ASAHI

though he’s very shy, asahi loves a good luck kiss from his s/o. it relieves some of, if not all his anxiety he has about the game in general. seeing you in the crowd really helps him out too!

“babe!” you yell out, waving to him.

his anxiety seems to melt the second his eyes lay on you. he waves back at you, about to turn his attention to his team, when you yell out his name again. he excuses himself and runs over to you.

“everything okay sweetpea?” his brows furrow and you let out a giggle, nodding at him.

“yes baby. everything is perfect. i just want to give you this!” you stand up on your lip toes, barely reaching his chin as you try to give him a kiss of good luck.

asahi realizes what you’re doing and blushes, leaning down so your lips meet his. this kiss is quick and innocent, but still leaves the giant and intimidating man flustered.

“g-give me a kiss?” he asks.

you nod, smiling at him.

“thank you sweetpea, i’ll see you after the game okay?” he asks again.

you nod. “i’ll see you then, good luck babe!”

the rest of the warm-ups and game, he thought of your lips on his, and he was at ease.

SHIMIZU KIYOKO

even though kiyoko no longer plays sports and is just a team manager, she still appreciates a good luck kiss from you before a game begins.

you walk into the hallway outside of the gym and see kiyoko filling up water bottles at the water fountain. she looks so focused and concentrated you almost do not want to approach her, but she sees you before you can turn back around.

“hi y/n!” she smiles and waves you over to her.

“hey love. how are you?” you ask once you’ve made your way to her.

she lets out a sigh and looks up at you. “i’m a little bit worried for the team tonight. this will be a tough game and i just hope that i can do my best to encourage them and help them stay positive.”

you put your hands on kiyoko’s shoulders and turn her towards you. her eyes widen and cheeks flush. you meet her grey eyes and stare into them.

“kiyo... you’re one of the strongest and most kind people i know. you do so well as manager. those guys feel so reassured with you by their side to cheer them on. do not doubt yourself.” you end your sentence with a kiss to her lips.

you can feel her shoulders relax under your grip as she kisses you back. after a minute or so, you pull away and smile at her.

“that’s my girl... you feel much more relaxed now...” you whisper.

she pushes her glasses up her nose and nods. “yeah... thank you for the good luck kiss...”

you nod. “i’ll be in the gym!”

you run off with a smile on your face and take a seat in the bleachers.

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aizawasnumberonefan · 2 years

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Field Trip

Ukai Keishin x reader

1,154 words

cw: alcohol

You aren’t sure who approved of this idea. Your wonderful fiancé, Keishin Ukai, had had a dream that he took his volleyball team on a field trip to camp in the nearby mountains and they had gone on to win nationals, so he did everything in his power to make this field trip happen. You’d shot down the idea of tents, instead finding a cabin to rent from a summer camp that wasn’t currently operating. The school somehow agreed to fund this, no doubt because of Takeda’s persistent begging.

This is how you found yourself, Ukai, and Takeda packing away luggage into the back of a bus while Karasuno’s entire men’s volleyball team piled inside. You love the team and you love the side of Ukai that they bring out, but this was not the way you wanted to spend your weekend. They’re lovely boys, and insanely talented on the court, so you suppose that this could’ve gone worse. However, after an hour and a half of driving, you begin to doubt that fact.

Somehow, a group of the boys had convinced themselves that there would be bears on the route that you were taking, and that there were imminent bears around every corner. You were sitting up front with Keishin, so you weren’t witnessing the unfolding chaos, but you heard “BEARS! BEARS! BEARS! BEARS! BEARS!” from voices that belonged to Nishinoya, Hinata, and Tanaka, and “Shut the fuck up there are no bears on the highway” from a voice that sounded like Tsukishima’s.

“No swearing in earshot of your coach!” Keishin yells to the back of the bus from the driver’s seat, effectively diffusing the conversation into several different, significantly quieter ones.

“You know that I love you, right?” You turn to Ukai.

“It’d be awkward if you agreed to marry me and you didn’t.” He confirms.

“What the actual fuck made you think that this wouldn’t go chaotically?”

“Hey! They swore!” You hear from one of the kids behind you.

“If I ask you to marry me you’re allowed to swear!” Ukai shouts back.

“Good comeback.” You chuckle.

“Shut up. You’re the dumbass that agreed to a life with me.” He says, a smile creeping across his lips.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t make me regret it.” You smile.

At the cabin, you and Takeda begin building a fire for smores while Ukai wrangles the team.

“You make him really happy, you know.” Takeda says, piling more wood into the fire pit.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. He’s more gentle with the team since he proposed.”

You snort, finding this funny. “This is gentle?”

“More gentle. And he’s more driven.”

“That’s my Kei. Stubborn as a bull and endlessly driven. Did you know he asked me to marry him on our first date?”

“He what?”

“Yeah. It was a picnic, we had already been out there for hours, just talking about everything under the sun. It was stupid, but we had met for lunch and as the sun was starting to go down, I told him how it felt like I could talk to him forever and still enjoy every word. He asked me to talk to him forever then. I got confused, so I asked what he meant. He told me to marry him. I must’ve looked at him for a second too long because he burst out laughing and told me he was joking around. I don’t know if he remembers it, but I know that was when I decided I’d say yes if he ever asked again. And I did. He’s purpose driven in everything. No surprise that he wanted to give this a try.”

Takeda sits in one of the many lawn chairs surrounding your now large pile of wood. You ignite the starter pieces and sit beside him as the flames slowly swallow the rest of your gatherings.

“I’m glad it’s you.” Takeda says.

“What do you mean?”

“You can handle him. It’s abundantly clear that he feels safe, comfortable, and confident with you by his side. You’re so good for him.”

You smile letting the warmth from the fire wash across your face. “Thank you.”

After the boys had had their smores and were dutifully in bed, though doubtfully asleep, you, Ukai, and Takeda sat by the fire sipping beers that Ukai had stashed in his suitcase.

“I thought that that was too big for one weekend.” You say, leaning your head against his chest. The two of you were under a blanket in one of the wooden deck chairs with you across Keishin’s lap, legs swung over the arm of the chair. He has his arms wrapped around you, one hand rubbing your back absentmindedly while the other held his beer.

There’s a crash from inside, accompanied by what sounds like shouts mixed with laughter. “On it.” Takeda says, standing up from his spot and heading into the cabin.

“Thank you.” Keishin says to Takeda, then repeats more softly to you.

“For what?”

“For being here. For supporting me. For being mine. For being you.”

“Thank you.

“For what?”

“For letting me.”

He smiles and kisses your head, switching his beer to his other hand so he can tilt your chin up, proceeding to kiss your forehead, nose, and then lips. Admittedly, the two of you get a little more carried away in your kiss than you should’ve when you’re just outside a cabin filled with teenage boys, as evidenced by the childish giggling followed by Takeda’s voice ushering the guilty parties back to their bunks.

“I guess it’s time for bed?” You offer.

“Not yet. Stay with me a little longer.” Keishin replies, kissing you sweetly again. When he pulls back you lean your head back against his chest. When the fire has gone out and you started to shiver, one of the third years on the team had brought you a blanket. When they went inside and you were still chilly, your fiancé beckoned you to sit in his lap instead. His warmth felt so comfy that you’d hardly noticed Ukai telling Takeda where to find his beer stash, and you hardly noticed Takeda leave. Now, the warmth and comfort that your lover brings is lending itself to how sleepy you are. It doesn’t help that Ukai has resumed rubbing your back. It isn’t long until you’re peacefully starting to doze off against his chest while he looks up at the clear sky and stars overhead. As he starts speaking, the rumble of his voice is just enough to stir you awake to hear what he has to say.

“I do remember. I meant it then too, on our first date. I knew it was you. I knew it would always be you. There’s never been any question. I love you now, I loved you then, and I’ll continue to love you until my very last breath. You’re everything I could ever dream of. You’re everything I need.”

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🏐 wttcsms written works, haikyuu ;

last updated feb 23, 2024

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles and i can't make you stay (in this broken place) — ( nsfw ) i sin too much to pray for you — no one can believe that one of the most powerful crime lords in the underground world of japan, atsumu miya, is wrapped around the finger of a naive girl like you, but love doesn’t really care about boundaries anyway. take care of you — ( nsfw ) atsumu just wants to give you everything he can offer: an easy job, a brand new car, a baby… wanting was enough (for me, it was enough) — ( sfw ) "He carries your confession home in the to-go box from the diner. It’s heavy, matching the American theme of burgers containing his weight in meat and fries slick with oil and grease. The two of you are walking together, and he wants to ask you, specifically, what did you mean when you told the team you liked me?" paper rings — ( sfw ) the tiffany blue ring box currently resides in the second drawer of his night stand, unceremoniously buried underneath several pairs of calvin klein briefs. when you know, you know — ( sfw ) atsumu considers marriage to be a trap, until he realizes that even a lifetime commitment to you isn’t long enough

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : domesticity with atsumu — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : ex!atsumu seeing you're engaged to oikawa — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : how atsumu says i love you — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : atsumu and you having "non-dates" — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : atsumu's green flags — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : dating atsumu — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : dad!atsumu — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : mastermind inspired — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : atsumu randomly showing you his camera roll — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : in a world of boys, he's a gentleman — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : atsumu as a college interviewer tiktoker — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : husband atsumu using ur purse — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : you're the first person atsumu wants to tell anything to — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : the miya divide — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : girl dad atsumu — ( sfw )

multipart afterglow — ( nsfw ) finding out that his hot supermodel girlfriend is dumping him for some baseball player? that sucks. finding out via her red carpet debut with her new man as her plus one? sucks a bit more. having this happen to him the same day he just lost the last game of the season? yeah, it’s starting to feel like the universe has it out for him at this point, right? but atsumu miya is nothing if not petty, childish, and immature. he’ll get back at her. after all, there’s a secret dating app created by publicists and agents that pair up perfect matches for brightening up any celebrity’s public image. all atsumu has to do is pay a pretty sum of money to convince the media (and mainly his ex) that atsumu miya is still on top of the world and living his best life with the best (albeit, fake) girlfriend ever. unfortunately for him, his perfect match just so happens to be you — his first girlfriend, his highschool sweetheart turned sour, and the first girl who ever broke his heart. you know what they say: when it rains, it pours.

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles customer satisfaction — ( nsfw ) you go above and beyond for your customers...

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : engaged to oikawa when atsumu's your ex (yikes) — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : ex husband!oikawa still in love with you — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : ice skating au — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : royal au — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : learning about the tradition of giving the first slice of cake to who you love the most — ( sfw )

multipart forever golden — ( nsfw ) everything is going fine: you just graduated with your first degree, you get to work alongside your older brother for the 2021 olympics, and you think now might be the perfect time to finally jumpstart your dating life (atsumu miya certainly seems cute...). there's no time for you to think about torn acls, shattered dreams, and the fact that this was never your original goal in life. and there's certainly no time for you to worry about tooru oikawa, the boy who practically grew up in your house now turned into the man who poses as your team's fiercest competitor. you definitely don't have the free time to remember how he's the first boy who ever had (and subsequently broke) your heart. or that the two of you went from practically joined at the hip to total strangers for the past four years. you don't even bother wondering why he suddenly wants to repair the broken bond between you two, and you totally don't give in to him (except for the times that you do... which is almost all the time). yeah. everything is going fine.

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles rapture — ( nsfw ) his tenacity and stamina prove to be a deadly combination indeed. you know you make my cold heart warm with a touch — ( nsfw ) how else can kiyoomi show you how close to his heart he keeps you than by fucking into you so deep, you’re pretty sure you can feel him reaching for yours?

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : how kiyoomi says i love you — ( sfw )

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles as the world caves in — ( sfw ) they say your life flashes before your eyes when you die. if that’s the case, then that explains why kageyama only sees you.

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : kags' act of service — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : tobio craves your attention — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : vampire hunter!reader x vampire!kags — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : he responds to all your texts individually — ( sfw )

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈 ✩ ✭

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : domesticity with iwaizumi — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : shoujo concept with iwaizumi — ( sfw )

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles it's the same damn thing that made my heart surrender — ( sfw ) you never do get over your first love. / you fell first, he fell harder.

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : domesticity with suna — ( sfw )

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀 ✩ ✭

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : marriage of convenience with ushi — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : underground fighter ushi — ( sfw )

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles in every universe, it's still you — ( sfw ) in all the universes, in all the different versions of you and kuroo, you’re certain of two things: that he’s always a good person, and that you love him.

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : fake dating au — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : business school academic rivals to lovers — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : kuroo tweet — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : dad!kuroo is the best — ( sfw ) ✩✮ : single!mom reader x kuroo office romance — ( sfw )

multipart get him back! — ( nsfw ) so, in an attempt to get back at your ex - who posted a sex tape of himself cheating on you with your best friend - you decide that you’re going to upload your own film, and it’s going to be even hotter than theirs. you don’t anticipate your class’s teaching assistant being your co-star, especially considering that he’s the one who took your virginity, and after all was said and done, you ran out on him. but there’s no running from him now, especially whenever your tape does better than expected. now, you’re one of the hottest up and coming content creators on the platform, and the cash is too good to let this opportunity go to waste. what starts as a petty revenge scheme results in a lucrative business partnership with three simple rules: profits are split 50/50, all videos remain faceless, and this newfound partnership means absolutely nothing. just because you two fuck on a daily basis does not mean you’re friends, and you’re certainly not lovers. then again, things hardly ever are that simple.

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles paper rings — ( sfw ) shinsuke kita is a creature of habit.

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : influencer!reader x kita — ( sfw )

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles xoxo — ( nsfw ) just thinking about recreating the infamous maison margiela kiss button-down shirt for your boyfriend osamu

headcanons & concepts ✩✮ : the miya divide — ( sfw )

( 🏐 ) ⸺ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈 ✩ ✭

one shots & drabbles everything's blurry but you — ( sfw ) barely in your baby twenties, and you think life is so over for you. then, while at rock bottom, you run into futakuchi, and realize that 1) he’s kinda pathetic, and 2) someone else’s pathetic-ness totally distracts you from your own. so, guess you two are in it together.

#wttcsms masterlist #masterlist #haikyuu x reader

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jamminlocks · 5 months

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{♡Masterlist♡}

Compilation to all the fanfic links along with titles of future stuff

the title in bold is the link to the fic on tumblr, while [ao3] is the one over at the archives. I ultimately suggest reading the ao3 copies since those are more likely edited to date.

Drabbles are not titled.

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HQ x Reader

Suna Rintaro 🏜️🦊

Just A Wink - F/M, flirting, fluff, volleyball player reader, high school, one shot [ao3] [pt. 1] [pt. 2] [pt. 3] [pt. 4]

Sleeping Alone - A/N {coming sooner}

Osamu Miya 🍙🦊

Special Pudding - F/M, Food, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Soft Miya Osamu, one shot, not beta read, pretty much idiots in love [ao3]

Atsumu Miya 🏐🦊

Trials of the Ballsiest - M/M, Tension, Fluff (WIP)

"Fake dating atsumu fic. seriously they are fake dating" - this one is still deep in progress. but its here because yes i am writing. i have not abandoned this idea (WIP)

Komori Motoya 🏐🍌

CUTE??? - F/M, humor, fluff, funny, Komori centric fic, POV third person, Komori Motoya is a mess, original characters are unnamed and not described other than their vibes and player number, not beta read, oneshot [ao3]

Akaashi Keiji 🦉🍙

Birthday Night - F/M, established relationship, birthday fic, soft Akaashi, afab reader, soft reader, Fluff, tooth aching fluff, Domestic Fluff, Kissing, sfw, no smut, slightly suggestive in the end, One shot [ao3]

Ushijima Wakatoshi 🏐🐄

A Very Full Bed - F/M, M/M, post timeskip, Fluff, Hand holding, establish relationship, reader's gender is unspecified, one shot, not beta read, sfw [ao3]

Hoshiumi Korai 🏐🌟

Mistletoes Are White - F/M, second POV, childhood friends, friends to lovers, fluff, first kiss, kissing, christmas decoration, mistletoe, korai is soft, christmas fluff, christmas fic, actually after christmas fic i guess, post-timekip, not beta read [ao3]

Sakusa Kiyoomi 😷🧼

A Black Weasel's Witch - F/M, fantasy AU, Witch!Reader, Fluff, Slowburn (WIP)

Drabbles: #1

Kita Shinsuke 🌾🦊

Near The Lake - F/M, fantasy AU, foxspirit!kita (WIP)

Bokuto Koutaro 🦉🏐

Let's Kill Time Together - F/M, Post-timeskip, Cafe, Fluff, getting stood up, not by bokuto, Reunion, Date, spontaneous date (WIP and on the way)

Kenma Kozume 🎮🐈

Long Awaited Visit - Gen, Friendship, Platonic,

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Genshin x Reader

Wriothesley❄️🥊

An Inmate and A Warden - Gen, Wriothesley and Reader, Inmate!Reader, reunion,(WIP)

Alhaitham 📚🌱

Professional Relationship - M/M, F/M, slow burn, predominantly platonic (WIP)

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#masterlist #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #osamu miya x reader #suna rintaro x reader #Akaashi keiji x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu x y/n #hq x y/n

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archonsabyss · 8 months

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┌── HAIKYUU masterlist

┌ 🏐 ⁀🜙˚ 𝖪𝖴𝖱𝖮𝖮 𝖳𝖤𝖳𝖲𝖴𝖱𝖮𝖴

⋆˙⟡ ❒ 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

▪ Part 1 | Dad or Daddy? ₊ ⊹ nsfw / suggestive

▪ Part 2 | Our Little Family ₊ ⊹ fluff

▪ Part 3 | Morning Kicks ₊ ⊹ fluff / drabble

▪ Part 4 | New Addition ₊ ⊹ fluff / comfort

#˚ ⁀🜙˚ raie (h)aikyu #haikyu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x female reader #haikyu x reader

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straykeedz · 5 months

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When kinktober is over could you do felix x virgin reader if you haven't already? That would be amazing💜

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felix x virgin!reader for you sweet anon! hope you like it ♡

tw: female anatomy; fingering (f receiving); handjob; nipple play; protected piv sex; loss of virginity; clit play; hints at blood but nothing graphic; ♡

smut, minors dni. 🤨

it was meant to be a 2k words drabble… it’s 6,1k words 🤐

❄️

“This...” Felix starts, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he uses a stick to draw a perfect heart around the two standing figures he just made, “is us.”

A big, bright happy smile spreads on his face as he points at the two little snowmen standing next to each other, holding hands - well, holding branches, technically. Felix looks so happy and proud of his creation - two little snowmen who look like very much like you and him. However, something is missing.

“They’re cute, but...” you trail, before dipping one finger in one snowman’s face to give it two little eyes and then a wide smile. Then, you repeat the same action also on the other snowman. “Now they’re happy too, just like us. Together and happy.”

Felix nearly melts at that because it’s true, you are happy - he’s the happiest with you. He pouts and sniffles, although he’s just playing with you, he’s not actually tearing up. “Sweetheart...”, he whines, intertwining his cold fingers with yours, before pulling you closer. “This is so us - happy and in love with each other. And so cute, too!”, he squeaks, looking at the two now smiling snowmen.

It had snowed early in the morning.

It’s the first snow of the season, and the first snow you get to witness together with Felix. You love snow, and he does too, especially as Christmas time is approaching. Your first Christmas together - you don’t know it yet, but Felix already got you a present, one that is carefully hidden under his bed in a cute package. He can’t wait to give it to you, he’s sure you are going to love it.

He nuzzles his nose with yours and smiles at you. You can’t help but notice how cute he is - with his nose red and so, so cold, smiling at you so brightly it makes your heart melt. Your favorite person in the whole world is right in front of you, and you are dating him - could you be any luckier? You are the one who gets to kiss his lips, to hold him close to you, to run the pads of your fingers all over his pretty freckles - yes, you are the luckiest.

You love him - your heart starts to pick up its pace at the realization. You want to tell him so bad, but every time you try to get the words out of your mouth they’d just get stuck. You love him. You love him. It almost feels surreal, to feel a love so deep and overwhelming in the best way possible.

You abruptly pull away from him only to let out a couple of sneezes, covering your nose and mouth with your hands as you do, and Felix chuckles at how cute you are. Right after you sniffle, he lets out a chuckle and pokes your cheek with his finger, making you shiver from how cold his touch is. “Let’s get inside, I don’t want you to catch a cold.”, he says, intertwining his fingers with you.

“Wait.”, you quickly pull your phone out of your back pocket. “Let me take a picture first!”, you smile at him, before snapping a picture of the two snowmen together - it’s definitely going to be your new lockscreen.

“Wait, I’ll take one too.”, he’s quick to take his phone out of his jacket and do the exact same thing.

“You do know that I could’ve just send you the pic I took, right?”, you giggle as he types the passcode to his house. Then, he pushes the door open and motions for you to get inside like a true gentleman would, even though you’ve been dating for a few months already and there’s really no need for this kid of chivalry between the two of you anymore.

Felix’s house is warm and even though you love snow, you have to admit you like being warm better - you don’t particularly like to be shivering and trembling all the time when outside. You take off your jacket and, even though it isn’t cold inside, you shiver nonetheless from the lack of layers on your body. Felix notices.

“Oh, are you cold?” Felix pouts at you, taking off his own jacket and hanging it on the coat rack. You are about to answer him that no, you’re alright, but you shiver once again, involuntarily. “Ah, sweetheart, how about I make you a hot tea, hm?”

You nod, and he cups your face in his hands, much warmer now, before he leans in to kiss you on the lips. “It would be perfect.”, you whisper on his lips.

“Then go to my room and make yourself comfortable under the covers to keep yourself warm. I’ll be there soon with tea and some snacks, and then we can watch a movie or something. Sounds good?”

You nod once more and then hurry to his bedroom. You’ve been there before, of course, and the two of you would cuddle there most of the time anyway since Felix lives with a roommate - that way you can have all the privacy you need without risking being interrupted. Not that there’s much to interrupt anyway - you haven’t taken that step forward yet.

You and Felix have been dating for nearly six months, but haven’t had sex yet. You’d done other things, though, like foreplay and stuff like dry humping, but things never escalated, even though you literally saw each other naked. He’d had his hand in your panties and his fingers inside of you a few times already, and you’d done the same as you both took your time to learn how to pleasure each other the right way. He’d also gone down on you a couple of times and pleasured you using his lips and tongue, making your body literally shake from the intensity of the orgasm that had washed all over you.

He’s more experienced than you. It’s not that hard, being more experienced than you - considering you are a virgin. Felix knows that, and that’s why he never pressured you into anything, and only touched you when you asked him to first - however, whenever he is around you, he still treats you as if you were made of glass and he were scared to break you, and never really initiates things unless he’s one hundred percent sure you are into it too.

Felix’s bedroom smells like something sweet - you can’t really describe the scent, but it smells just like his skin. You smile as you make your way inside his bedroom, taking a look around the room - perfectly clean and tidy as always, his gaming station impeccable, with all of his action figures displayed in a certain fixed order. And then on the bed - a bed made incredibly neatly, lies the plushie you’d gifted him a couple of months before. You are kind of surprised to see it on his bed and not with his other plushies.

“Ah, I told you to get under the covers, sweetheart.” Felix’s voice makes you jolt in surprise, and you turn to look at him - a cup of tea in each hand and a bright smile plastered on his beautiful face. “Sorry I startled you.” he chuckles, “I just don’t want you to be cold or get sick.”

“You didn’t give me time!”, you giggle. “I thought it’d take a while for the tea to be ready.”

“That’s the magic of having a wired kettle, the tea’s ready in no time.”, he giggles, too, then places the two cups on his desk. “It’s still super hot, maybe we should wait a bit before drinking it.”

You nod, then sit down on his bed and take the plushie in your hands. A cat, with small ears and a fluffy tail. You smile at the memory of how happy he was when you’d gifted it to him. “Why is it on your bed and not with all your other plushies?”, you ask Felix, your eyes set on him as he, too, sits down on the bed, next to you.

“Yah, don’t be ridiculous!”, he gasps dramatically - such a drama queen. “It’s not like the other plushies, this one is special. It deserves a more special place.”, he explains, and a shy smile spreads on your face.

“Yah, stop it...” you squeak, embarrassed, as you feel your cheeks turning pink.

“It’s true, though!” Felix insists, taking the plushie from you in his own hands. “You gave it to me, it surely makes it the most special plushie I own. Cannot compete with those lame ones.”, he chuckles, pointing at his plushie collection, on a shelf above his gaming station. “I sleep with it.”

You look at him with wide eyes. “You sleep with it? Like, do you actually cuddle it?”, you ask, kind of surprised.

“Yah, of course I do! It smells like you!”, he quickly answers back, as if you just asked him the stupidest question. “When I close my eyes, it almost feels as if you’re next to me. It helps for when I miss you.”

You could honestly melt right here, right now.

You look at him, mesmerized by how freaking handsome he is - he looks like a dream. Sharp jawline and a perfectly curved nose; plump, heart-shaped lips, so soft every time he presses them against yours in a sweet kiss. Beautiful freckles all over his cheeks and nose - a perfect constellation on a perfect face. And his eyes... the most beautiful you’ve ever seen, of a deep brown color and so, so sweet. God, you’re so in love with him, and you want him to know - you want to tell him, and you want to show him.

He doesn’t know it yet, but you really think you’re finally ready to take the next step - to have sex with him for the first time. You’ve been thinking about it for a while now, and you’re sure about it. You love Felix, and you trust him with something so important to you - so, you want him to be your first. You’ve been thinking about it for a while, yes, but you never felt readier than now. Just looking at him makes your heart hammer in your chest and your head spin, and you feel the physical need to be as close as possible to him.

“Felix?”, you call his name softly, and he snaps his head in your direction immediately, lifting his gaze from the plushie he’s still holding in his hands.

“Hm?”

“Can we get under the covers and cuddle? I’m a bit cold.”

It’s only partially an excuse. Felix smiles at your cuteness, then nods, and in a matter of seconds you both find yourselves under the soft covers of his bed, as he pulls you closer to his body to keep you warm. You fist his hoodie with one hand, as he gently rubs your back over the thick material of your own hoodie, your leg thrown over his lap. Then, he kisses you on the top of your head, and you quickly snap your head up to meet his lips.

“Kiss.”, you pout.

“Want a kiss?” Felix rhetorically asks you, and chuckles when you nod, looking him in the eye.

His lips are warm against yours, and soft - they always are. He doesn’t really deepen the kiss until you delicately tap his lower lip with the tip of your tongue - only then he lets his tongue brush your lips. Your fingers let go of the fabric of his hoodie to cup his cheek as your soft kiss turns into a desperate make-out session. - tongue swirling, lip biting, heavy breathing, your chests rising and falling quickly.

It takes a ridiculously short amount of time before you can feel your wetness pool in your underwear, and Felix grows hard inside his boxers. He’s quick to let his hand reach his crotch, ready to grab his growing bulge in order to hide it from you - he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable, he does it every time, thinking you won’t notice, but you always do. This time, you wrap your fingers around his wrist and stop him, and he knows you can feel how hard he is now.

“‘M sorry.”, he mutters, embarrassed, pulling away from the kiss, and you notice he’s blushing a bit.

“It’s okay.”, you quickly say, before crashing your lips on his once more.

Then, with your fingers still wrapped around his wrist, you move his hand until his soft fingers brush the hem of your leggings. You don’t miss the way his breath hitches in his throat. You two already did that, he already touched you down there with his fingers, but it’s been a while now since he last did it. You let his fingers brush the hem, before you let them slip under the waistband, and that’s when Felix abruptly pulls away, looking at you like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Sweetheart, are you sure?”, he asks. He wants nothing more than to pleasure you, but he also wants to make sure you really want it.

You nod, smiling at him shyly. “Yes.”, you whisper on his lips. “Touch me.”

Once more, Felix sucks in a breath - your words send a shiver down his spine, and he hopes you can’t feel the way his cock is now impossibly hard in his sweats. You can. And you can’t wait to wrap your fingers around it. You can’t wait to feel it inside of you for the first time.

Felix’s fingers brush your clothed pussy over the fabric of your panties, and it’s enough to make you shiver - meanwhile, he still places a few kisses on your lips every now and then. His fingers touch you right where your clit is, and a soft whimper leaves your mouth as he applies the littlest of pressure on your sensitive bud. You kick your head slightly back, which allows him to attach his plump lips to the soft flesh of your jawline and neck. You feel him smirk against your skin once the pads of his fingers brush the wet spot on your panties. The next thing he does, is hook his fingers on your panties, pulling them to the side to finally touch you properly. Felix’s digits brush your wet folds, and you both moan to the touch as he coats them in your hot arousal.

Felix knows how to touch a woman, he knows how to touch you. He only had his hand down your panties a handful of times, yes, but he made you cum every single time, and it was always a mind-blowing orgasm that left you panting heavily. The first time he touched you, he made you cum from stimulating your clit only. The second time, with your consent of course, he slipped one finger inside, then two, and made you cum from repeatedly brushing your g-spot. The third time, you nearly passed out, because he stimulated both your clit and your g-spot at the same time.

“Can I put a finger in, sweetheart?”, he asks you, leaving an openmouthed kiss on your neck as the pad of his middle finger brushes your folds.

“Hm-hm.”, you hum, nodding your head swiftly, impatient to feel him inside of you.

He slides the first finger painfully slow, but you gasp nonetheless. You can’t help but wonder how it’ll feel when he’ll slide his length inside of you for the first time. Oblivious of your wild, dirty thoughts and your true intentions, Felix starts to slowly pump his finger in and out of you to let you get used to the feeling.

“Another one.”, you whimper, and he has to fight a moan from escaping his throat as he easily slips another finger inside of you.

You feel hot and wet around his fingers, and you’re squeezing them so tight he almost can’t move them inside of you. Instinctively, he thrusts his hips to meet yous like a natural reflex, which allows his hard-on to brush your crotch and makes you both whimper. Felix stops moving his fingers inside of you when he feels your own fingers slip down the hem of his underwear.

“Sweetheart...” a shaky breath leaves his lips when you wrap your cold fingers around the leaking tip of his hard cock. “You do- you don’t have to.”, he whispers, looking you in the eye.

You smile at him, then peck his lips as you squeeze him, making him whimper. “I know. I want to, I love touching you.”, you say as you start to slowly pump him.

Your touch is so different from his own, Felix can’t help but notice. In a better way, naturally. You’re delicate when you squeeze him, slow with your movements as you move your hand up and down his length, gracious when you brush his leaking slit with your thumb to smear his arousal all over his cockhead. Usually, when he masturbates, he does it hard and fast, as his only goal is to cum - when you do it, though, you like to take your time with it, admiring every reaction of his, taking in the faces he makes, the way his lips part and his eyebrows furrow as he’s about to cum. He’s the first man you touched so intimately, the first man you craved to pleasure - you love to see him unravel under your touch.

It’s the same for him - he’s absolutely whipped for the way your eyes roll in the back of your skull every time you’re about to orgasm, the way your toes curl, the way you wrap your fingers around his wrist and look him in the eye as if to say please, don’t stop, not now. And he would never. He loves to feel the way you clench around his fingers as you cum for him, letting out a whimper as your chest rises and falls due to intensity of your orgasm.

As you’re about to do now, after his fingers brush your sweet spot one more time - you’re so close. Initially, you thought about asking him not to make you cum, because you wanted to do it around his cock for the first time, but then you remembered you’d read somewhere that it’s better to be as relaxed and lubricated as possible, so that the feeling will be more pleasant. That’s why you don’t try to hold back or to fight your orgasm as you feel it approaching.

Your hand, slipped under Felix’s underwear and wrapped around his thick, hard cock, stops moving as you recognize the not-too-familiar-yet-still-familiar feeling starting to build up in your lower belly, your legs already starting to shake as they do every time he makes you cum from g- spot stimulation.

“Hm, are you close, sweetheart?” Felix asks you, placing a kiss on your jaw. He doesn’t seem to mind that you stopped touching him.

You nod, already panting. “Yeah, ‘m close.”, you whine, squeezing your eyes shut.

With the right pressure on your g-spot, you cum around Felix’s digits, finally finding your release with a high-pitched whimper that makes his cock twitch. Your walls clench and pulsate around him as you coat his fingers in your orgasm. Still breathing heavily, you hide your face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his cologne and the scent of his skin.

“You did so well, sweetheart.”, he kisses the side of your head as he slowly pulls his fingers out of your sensitive pussy. Normally, he’d waste no time in wrapping his lips around his own fingers to lick off your arousal from his skin, but this time he’s interrupted by you, resuming your movements on his cock, pumping him a bit quicker now.

“O-oh, love.”, it’s his turn to squeeze his eyes shut now.

You gasp at the new pet name - you already love it. You love him.

You feel him twitch in your hand and he thrusts his hips to meet your movements. “Don’t cum, not yet.”, you tell him, snapping your head up to meet his face. He opens his eyes and looks at you confused as he fights off a moan.

“Why?”, he whines, he must be close already, so you stop moving your hand completely.

Your heart starts to hammer inside your chest, and you swallow the lump in your throat. You’re about to tell him. You’re gonna tell him you’re finally ready to make love to him for the first time, that you want him to take your virginity. You’re thankful you’re lying on the bed right now, otherwise your knees would’ve give in, you’re sure.

“Felix, I...”, you take a deep breath. You’re telling him, you can do it. “I’m ready. I want you to make love to me.”

He sucks in a breath, and his eyes widen, his lips part. “Wha- are you- are you sure, sweetheart?”, he sounds sincerely panicked.

You nod quickly. You don’t want him to think you’re just saying this because of the heat of the moment, you need him to know you’re really sure about this. “I’m sure, I really am. I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, and... I trust you, and I want you to be my first.”, you take another deep breath. “Felix, I lo-“

“No!” Felix nearly shouts, which startles you. “Shit- sorry, sweetheart. But you’re not doing this.”, he places a kiss on the tip of your nose. Then, he pulls out his fingers from your panties and wipes them off on his hoodie to clean them from your arousal, before he cups your face with both of his hands. Meanwhile you take your hands out of his sweats, too. “You’re not telling me that you love me before I do.”, he chuckles, seeing your panicked expression.

“But-“

“No.”, he whispers on your lips, looking you in the eye. “I love you. So much, and I’ve wanted to tell you for a while now. I was going to do it tonight.”, he nuzzles your nose with his.

Your heart is beating so fast in your chest you’re scared you’re actually gonna pass out, and tears start welling up in your eyes. “I love you.”, you finally say it back. “I love you so much, I’ve wanted to tell you for a while, too!”, you pout.

Felix kisses your pouty lips sweetly. “I love you so, so much, sweetheart.”

You kiss him back, slipping your hands under his hoodie, brushing his naked back your fingers, and he shivers at your cold touch. “I love you too.”, you kiss him on the lips once more, then gently bite his lower lip, which makes him whimper. “Now make love to me.”

Felix’s heart hammers in his chest, and it’s his turn to swallow the lump in his throat. This is a big thing - he’s gonna take your virginity. There’s no turning back from that, it’s not something that can be undone, like in video games. But you trust him, you just told him that, and you want him. And God, he wants you too.

So he nods, looking you in the eye. “Okay, sweetheart.”

Felix’s fingers grab the hem of your hoodie and he slowly lifts it together with the t-shirt you’re wearing underneath it, exposing your naked stomach. You do the rest, crossing your arms over your torso and pulling it off in one swift motion, letting it fall on the floor. Felix bites his lip once his eyes take in the sight of you wearing nothing but a lacy, see-through bra, wanting nothing more than to swirl his tongue around your hardened nipples. In one quick motion, he sits up on the mattress and takes off his hoodie, letting it fly across the room without a care in the world, which makes you giggle. You slide your leggings down your legs as he does the same with his sweats. He nearly drools once he finds out you’re wearing matching panties, which means he can clearly see the outline of your pussy. Little does he know it’s the same for you - the sight of the bulge in his boxers is turning you on like crazy.

“God, love, you’re so beautiful.” Felix compliments you, voice husky as his eyes take in your barely clothed figure, spread on his bed. He gets closer to you, lying on his side, brushing your cheek with the back of his knuckles. His touch burns on your skin - you want him so bad.

“You’re pretty handsome, too.”, you giggle, biting your lip.

He smiles as well, then leans in to kiss you on the lips. The kiss is not exactly sweet and soft like the other times - this time it’s lustful, hot, desperate, filled with anticipation of what’s about to happen. And then Felix’s lips move to the corner of your lips, then your jaw, kiss you all over your neck until they reach your collarbone, then the valley of your breasts. Without uttering a single syllable, you arch your back, giving him silent permission to unclasp your bra. He manages to do that on the third try - stupid shaky hands. He’s nervous too, how could he not be?

Sooner than later, your bra ends up on the floor as well, falling right next to your hoodie. Felix is delicate when he cups one of your breasts with one of his hands, and he’s even gentler when he wraps his lips around your nipple, wetting your sensitive nub with his saliva. You let out a choked moan when he gives it a long suck and hums against your skin. Then, you feel his hot, wet tongue swirl around it, and that’s when you run your fingers through his hair, delicately tugging at it.

“Felix...”

He whimpers, with your nipple still in his mouth, and it’s the hottest thing ever. You can’t wait to hear the sounds he’ll make once inside of you. His lips let go of your nipple, and you suck in a breath once the cold air hits your skin.

“You make me crazy. You know that, right?” Felix rhetorically asks, looking absolutely fucked out from just sucking on your tits. You find it absolutely cute and incredibly hot at the same time.

He doesn’t wait for an answer - instead, he starts to leave a series of kisses that go from the valley of your breasts to your navel, stopping only when he reaches the hem of your panties. Yes, he can definitely see the outline of your pretty pussy, especially from this angle, and it’s making his mouth salivate.

“Need to taste you, sweetheart.”, he mumbles, kissing your inner thigh, as he hooks his fingers on the side of your panties. “Need to taste this pretty pussy, it’s been so long...”

“But... I want to cum around you...”

Felix nearly has a heart attack.

“Sweetheart, you- you’re gonna be the death of me.”, he chuckles, but he’s serious.

You giggle, propping yourself on your elbows to look him in the eye. “I’m only saying the truth, though.”, you say. “I want to feel you inside of me for the first time. I’ve waited enough.”

Felix really does want to eat your pussy, but he can do it some other time. He already made you cum earlier, so he doesn’t worry whether you’re stretched out or wet enough, because he knows you already are - plus, he’s going to use lube anyway. So, he nods, and then sits on the mattress once again only to take off his underwear, sliding his boxers down his thighs, freeing his hard cock in the process. It’s thick, and it’s hard. It looks even harder than it was before, and a little bit intimidating, but you want it anyway.

“Let me grab a condom.” Felix whispers on your lips before he pecks them quickly.

Felix had bought a box of condoms and a bottle of lube when he first started going out with you, before he even knew you were a virgin. He never really mentioned, especially not after you confessed your inexperience, because he didn’t want to make you feel pressured or anything. He’d bought them just in case, he wanted to be prepared if the opportunity ever presented itself. His hands are a bit shaky as they fish a condom from the box, and then the lube. Meanwhile, you take off your panties, your heart beating fast in your chest. You’re not nervous, nor anxious - if anything, you’re thrilled.

Too lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even realize he’d already put the condom on his hard length and is now squeezing a generous amount of lube on the tip of his cock and on his fingers as well. Then, he positions himself between your spread legs, kneeling between them as he smears the thick lube all over his length - with the same fingers, he brushes your folds, using the lube to coat your entrance as well. He wipes the excess on his thigh, not really caring about the stickiness. Not when you’re right there, lying on his bed, legs spread for him as he’s about to enter you for the first time.

“Are you still sure you want to do this with me, sweetheart?”, he looks you in the eye as he asks you this question.

You nod, and smile at him. “Yah, of course I am. I love you, remember?”

Felix’s heart beats fast in his chest. He takes a deep breath, then swallows the lump in his throat, and aligns the tip of his cock with your slippery entrance. His body hovers over yours, and all of his weight is shifted on his elbow, as he uses his other hand to hold the base of his cock, not entering you yet.

“You ready, love?”, he asks you, pecking your lips once more.

“Ready.”, you take a deep breath.

And he pushes in. Delicately, thrusting only about an inch inside of you, and you try your best not to tense or clench around him as he sinks deeper in you. His hand lets go of his cock and he is now able to balance himself on his two elbows, positioned on each side of your head. He looks you in the eye as he pushes inside a little bit more, but stops abruptly when he feels you whimper and clench.

“Hurts?”, he asks, voice hoarse and deep.

You shake your head as a no, breathing through your nostrils. It doesn’t hurt, it’s just slightly uncomfortable, but nothing unbearable. You only have to get adjusted to his size. “Nope.”

“You sure?”, he furrows his eyebrows, not entirely convinced.

“It’s a bit uncomfortable, but it’s okay.”, you tell him. He looks panicked as soon as he hears yourwords. “Felix, relax. I’m good, I’m enjoying it.”, you reassure him, nuzzling your nose with his. “You’ll tell me if it gets too much, right?”

You nod. “Promise.”, you smile at him and kiss his lips.

He pushes the rest of his length inside at an excruciatingly slow pace, and the both of you let out a deep moan once he bottoms out. You try to look down to where your bodies meet, and he does the same, biting his lip when you clench around him, your walls squeezing him deliciously tight. He’s not going to last long, you feel amazing, wrapped around him like you’re made for him.

“You feel so good, love.”, he praises you, placing a soft kiss on your bare shoulder. “I love you so much.”

“You feel good inside of me.”, you return the compliment. “You feel so big, I feel so full.”, you whimper.

You chuckle when you see him widen his eyes. “Yah, don’t- don’t say things like that!”

“Why?”, you furrow your eyebrows.

Felix’s cheeks turn pink. “‘Cause I’m not gonna last long if you do.”, he admits, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

You giggle, then wrap your arms around his back, delicately scratching his skin with your fingernails. “Ah, don’t worry about that. Let’s just enjoy the moment, alright?”, you mumble, kissing the side of his head, breathing in the scent of his hair. “You’re already making me feel so good...”

But nothing compares to when he actually starts to move inside of you. A shiver runs down your body when he pulls almost all the way out, before thrusting back inside slowly, allowing you to feel every inch of his thick cock parting your folds. Your head falls back on the soft cushions and you roll your eyes back when he does it again, which makes you get goosebumps all over your skin. You quickly intertwine your fingers with his, squeezing his hand, and he stops thrusting.

“Am I hurting you?”, he asks, and you notice his breathing is already heavy.

“No- no, feels good. Move.”, you mumble, focusing on the feeling of having him inside of you. Felix chuckles, and resumes his thrusting. “You can- do it a bit faster now.”, you pant. It doesn’t feel uncomfortable anymore, now you’re relaxed enough and are completely enjoying it.

Felix moves a bit faster like you asked, but still not too fast, because he doesn’t want you to be sore later. You squeeze him incredibly tight when he brushes a spot his fingers know well, although it feels much different now that it’s his cock brushing it, it feels more intense.

“You’re so tight, oh my God.” Felix pants, cock already throbbing - he’s not going to last long, he’s so close. “I’m already close, I’m sorry.”

“I’m-“ you’re cut off by a moan “I’m close too. Could you... maybe...?”, you mumble incoherently, hoping he’d understand what you want to say.

He does, bringing two fingers to his lips before spitting on them, then placing them on your sensitive, neglected clit. He starts to rub you there, drawing circular shapes on your throbbing nub, shivering each time you let out a whine or a whimper or literally any other sound. He knows you’re close when your walls start to pulsate around him and squeeze his cock incredibly tight, making it impossible for him to move inside of you and God, he’s so close to his own release... He lifts his gaze to you, looking you in the eye as he continues to rub your clit until he feels your legs starting to shake - that’s how he knows you’re cumming.

“Felix, I’m- I’m cumming.”, you pant, digging your nails in his flesh, holding onto him for dear life as you fall apart with his cock buried deep inside of you.

You throw your head back and squeeze your eyes shut as you let the wave of pleasure was over you, and before Felix knows it - he’s releasing too, filling the condom with spurts of his seed as he lets out a deep, hoarse grunt. Surprisingly enough, he doesn’t feel bad about finishing so soon, because at least he made you cum too. Still breathing heavily, he lets his head fall in the crook of your neck, kissing your soft flesh.

“Was it good, love? It didn’t hurt too bad, did it?”

“It was perfect.”, you kissed his head, and he lifted his head to peck your lips. “You were perfect.”

He smiles at you, caressing your cheek. “You were perfect, too, my sweetheart.”

He can already feel his cock softening, so he’s quick to hold it by the base, ready to pull out. You wince slightly, realizing you’re starting to feel a bit sore between your legs. He gets up to take off the condom and get rid of it, but as he does that, he notices a couple of red spots on it, and instantly feels bad at the thought he hurt you, even if it was completely unintentionally. He ties a knot on the condom and throws it into the thrash can next to his bed.

When he comes back to bed, he wraps his arms around your body and pulls you closer, kissing your head as he caresses your naked back with one hand. Only then he realises that his heart is still beating fast in his chest - he loves you so much...

“You don’t have to go to classes tomorrow, do you?”, he murmurs, intertwining your legs with his.

You shake your head, lifting your head to look at him. “Nope. Our professors emailed us this morning. They cancelled their classes because of the blizzard.”, you try your best to fight back a yawn. Felix notices and chuckles - you’re just so cute.

“Sleep here tonight?”

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prettyiwa · 1 year

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A/N: Reader is, at the very least, two inches shorter than Hajime

“Hajime?” you ask as soon as he enters your apartment. The aroma of your favorite taqueria fills the small space while you rummage through the kitchenette. “You wanna tell me why Oikawa texted me to, and I quote, ‘Get our man in check?’”

Iwaizumi laughs, knowing exactly what sparked this reaction in Oikawa.

“I didn’t realize that when I agreed to date you that you were already in a relationship,” you tease as you finish setting the table.

“Shut up,” he replies with a chuckle, making his way through the apartment as though it's his.

“Make me.”

Your smile turns mischievous as he approaches you like a predator hunting its prey. Standing before you, the difference in height is exaggerated as you tilt your head up, maintaining eye contact.

His hand comes to cup your jaw before he leans in, kiss leaving you breathless, grasping at his shirt like he’s the only thing keeping you standing.

You pull back slightly, adoration visible in your eyes. “So? Are you going to tell me what you did to warrant an angry text from Oikawa?”

“OH! Yeah, you’ll never guess who I ran into today!”

“You… ran into someone? From Miyagi?!” you ask incredulously.

“Not just someone. Ushiwaka.” He laughs at your startled expression, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. “Yeah! His dad is Utsui Takashi. We actually talked after I got the chance to meet him. Before we parted, I took a picture with him and sent it to Oikawa to rub it in.”

“Well… shit.” You glance around the apartment as his words sink in, only for your eyes to settle on the food that’s still waiting. “Oh. Why don’t you go get comfortable and tell me about your day after we eat? I can’t wait to hear all about your day!”

Warmth spreads throughout him at your words, at the domesticity of it all, at the thought that he could do this with you for the rest of his life, at the knowledge that it’s something he wants.

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Wish you were sober

Character: Timeskip!Sugawara x Reader Genre: Fluff to Angst to Fluff again (Hurt/comfort) Warnings: alcohol WC: 1.1k+ Writer:@white-poppie

~ Synopsis: "God how I wish what you say is true, but how do I believe you when you are drunk?"

A/n: I am the bartender by the way :/ It's because of me yall are together. You are welcome *cries in single*

𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷

Why does a human's heart torment them so? Why do you need a purge to eliminate your unwieldy emotions that blossom out of nowhere?

"You should call someone to pick you up," the bartender scrunched his brows, "it's really late and you've drunk too much."

You pout and fidget in your purse to find your phone, pausing when you remember the actual reason for your state.

Would you much rather be passed out on the cold road than call your co-worker to pick you up? The co-worker for who you had a tsunami of feelings hidden?

You take a deep breath and press the 'call' button.

He picks up after 4 rings. His voice all syrupy and raspy that sends a swarm of butterflies in your belly.

"Hello?"

"You sound shoo hot," you giggle bashfully, swinging your legs as the bartender tries not to snort.

"Y/N are you drunk?" he clears his throat in embarrassment and asks.

"Only a littol bit," you say and he can almost hear the pout in your voice. Quite adorable in all honesty.

A quick shuffling of cloth is heard from the other side, accompanied by the clanking of keys, "where are you right now?"

You hazily look at the bartender and speak, "I am with an old, weird-looking man right now, it's dark here."

The bartender's eyes widen at how wrongly your words could be interpreted.

Suga's movements halt by your words, the heart suddenly beating faster in concern, "Y/N are you okay? What's going on?"

The agitated bartender snatches the phone from your hand despite your protests. The 'no' and 'give it back' made Suga even more anxious than before.

"Hello, kind sir..uh...I am a bartender at 'Heaven's delight bar' and I think your significant other is not in their right mind," he side-eyed you, "for now at least. Please pick them up as soon as possible, I'll message you the location through this number only."

Suga sighs in relief completely ignoring the fact that he called you his 's/o', "Thank you, I'll be there in a few minutes, please take care of them till then."

The grip he had on the steering wheel was chummy, palms so sweaty that the leather of the wheel was coated with precipitation.

He shut the car door like it was a mere piece of plastic, walking into the bar with quick strides. The smell of booze, alcohol and sweat made him dizzy. His eyes crinkling in relief once he noticed you.

The bartender visibly relaxed as he saw him walking towards you.

"Are you their s/o?" he asked.

A visible blush crept onto his face, "Not yet...I mean no!"

He sighed and pointed at you, “take them home, young man.”

Suga fidgeted with his wallet before he was stopped, “they have already payed.”

Koushi bowed in respect, “thank you for taking care of them sir.”

He tapped you gently, “L/N, let’s go.”

You slowly opened your eyes, squinting to adjust to the lighting, “Suga~” you stretched his name, “you look like a snack right now.”

His eyes widened at how…forward you got while drunk, before you uttered any other nonsense, he had you lifted up through you arms.

“There you go,” he said a little strained, “just lean on me.”

You squealed in delight as you leaned. His heart thumped due to the close proximity between the two of you.

“Is it the alcohol or are your eyes always this pretty,” you laughed.

"Its the alchohol," he said, "my eyes are really boring."

With great care he had you sit in the car somehow. Your head lolled towards his side, yet the silly grin that adorned your face shined brighter than any satellite in the dim night sky.

He was petrified like a stone, looking at your face as if you would dissipate if he blinked. You had absolutely no idea of the mark you had on him, he had spent the last few months yearning for you like some parched man seeking chaste pleasures.

"Koushi," you pulled him by his collar, and a small squeak of surprise left his mouth. His hand was planted on the car wall beside you, preventing him to topple over your intoxicated self.

He cleared his throat and moved away, tucked you in with theseatbelt and drove towards your house. The first few minutes of the ride were silent, he didn't say anything but soon his nerves got the best of him and he made a stop.

"So this is why you have been smelling of booze," he questioned,""You know alcohol won't solve your problems""

You chuckled almost soberly and looked at him, "indeed. Its because I cannot handles the problems I am facing now while being sober."

His brows scrunched into one straight line, "what do you mean."

"God, can't you just leave me alone!? This is my burden to carry, not yours!" you shouted angrily.

"Do you expect me to just leave you alone in- in this state? Itt kills me to see you like this!" he shouted back.

"So I've killed you huh?" you joked, "makes sense why you cant *hic* see me."

You grit your teeth and muttered silently, or so the alcohol made you think, "you are the problem."

"What?" he tilted his head in confusion.

You let out a sound that was a mix between a groan and a giggle. You unbuckled your seatbelt and leaned to catch his lips in yours.

Suga was petrified like a stone. While you were snogging his face, it took all the human effort to pull you down and caress you like he dreamt of.

Wrong

This was so wrong.

He broke from the kiss and looked down, at his jaw. clenched and voice angry, "this wasn't supposed to happen, this wrong, you are drunk-"

His blabbering was cut off by your soft sobs, "'M sorry Kou. I-didn't. Oh god I love you-I am sorry."

Without thinking his arms quickly enveloped you, "Calm down, okay?"

You nodded softly on the crook of his neck. He sighed as he played with your hair, "I can't believe I am about to ask this to a drunk person even though your answer might change if you are sober. But if I don't get a yes now I will never be able to muster the courage."

His voice broke as he spoke, the intense splurge of emotions watering down, "God I have no idea what I am even doing, I am so pathetic."

You pulled away from the hug and cupped his face, "Koushi whether I am drunk or not, my answer stays the same."

"The reason I have been getting drunk is that I crave and think of you so much and we are not even together, it hurts me."

Suga removed your hand from his face and kissed your wrist right above the veins, "I am yours."

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aizawasnumberonefan · 2 years

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All I Need Is You

Bokuto x reader

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It was a well-deserved break. Bokuto had had a long season of volleyball with MSBY. It was his idea to take a camping trip with you. Just the two of you. You felt that you deserved it too. You’d woken up with him for early morning practices, brought snacks and occasional dinners to practices that ran late, and faithfully attended every game whether it was home or away. You’d both thoroughly enjoyed the season, but you each took a breath of relief when the final game of the season was over.

Bokuto had approached you with this idea a few weeks before the season ended, a weekend getaway in the mountains together. You’d made sure to reserve the cute little cabin, pack all the food and snacks you needed, and do your research on fun activities in the area while Bokuto focused on his games and practices. You didn’t mind, you found that you enjoyed making all the pieces fit together to ensure a perfect weekend. It wasn’t too hard, and the look on your boyfriend’s face when you surprised him with a packed car and a plan to leave the next morning was beyond worth it.

You breathed a sigh of relief the following morning when you started the car, ready to begin your relaxing weekend. That sigh of relief was quickly regretted when you got a flat tire less than thirty minutes into your trip. Thankfully you had a spare tire and your boyfriend knew exactly what to do. When you were back on the road, Bokuto realized the GPS was taking the two of you in the wrong direction, and surely enough it wasn’t programmed to the correct address. After turning around and taking several wrong turns trying to get to the right path, you two were set. You drove for a while longer before asking Bokuto to take a turn. The two of you pull into a gas station where he fills up the car while you pull a few snacks to share out of the back. When you’re both situated again, the car won’t start. Thankfully, someone nearby was able to jumpstart your car, but your frustration had started to bubble up.

The two of you made it some time later with a couple other difficulties, but you made it nonetheless. Bokuto ushers you inside to get cozy on the couch, able to read your frustration on your face, while he unloads the car and begins unpacking. As you watch your hunk of a boyfriend carry your luggage in, you try that sigh of relief one more time.

“Thank you.” You say, looking up at Bokuto as he walks back into the cozy living room of the cabin you chose.

He plops down next to you, swinging to lay down across your lap, smiling up at you as you instinctively run your fingers through his wild hair. “Anything for my sweetheart.”

You smile, instantly reminded of why you did all the work to make this weekend happen and why you stand with him every time you can. “I’m lucky to have you.”

“Come on, you know it’s the other way around.” He says, flashing his biggest smile up at you before leaning up to kiss you. “Now what plans does my baby have for us today?”

“We were supposed to go kayaking earlier, but since it took so long for us to get here we missed it.”

“Who needs kayaking anyway? No biggie, what else?”

“I planned for us to make lunch here and then go on a hike.”

“That” he starts, leaning up to peck your lips again, “sounds amazing.”

So that’s what you do. There isn’t much trouble as you pack your lunches and head to the nearby mountain trail, until you realize at the top of the mountain that you forgot to put the lunches in your bags. All you two had brought was a handful of granola bars, which your boyfriend had been happily munching on the entire way up the trail. After only eating the snacks you had in the car, going through everything you’d been through today, and hiking this trail that you chose because you wanted your boyfriend to feel exhilarated, even though it was a little much for you, your frustration boiled over after both you and Bokuto rummaged through your bags in search of any other snacks.

“Oh my god.”

“Please don’t be mad.”

“Oh my god.”

“It was a mistake I promise.”

“Oh mY GOD!”

“I’m sorry-”

“yOU ATE ALL THE GRANOLA BARS?!”

“I didn’t realize-“

You step away, turning to face a tree, putting your head in your hands and taking a few deep breaths to steady yourself. After a few repetitions of counting to thirty and back down, you realize how silly this problem was, and past that, you realize that you were wrong to yell at your boyfriend. You turn around, an apology ready, but it gets caught in your throat when you see Bokuto. His hair is droopy, his frown is deep, and you think you see glints of tears in his eyes. You rush to hug him, and he wraps his arms tightly around you as well, holding you so close you think he could crack a rib, but you just hug back tighter.

“I’m so sorry, Bo.” You mumble against his broad chest. “I’m so sorry that I yelled at you and I’m so sorry that I made you sad and I’m so sorry that I blamed you for the granola bars even though it was my fault that we don’t have lunch,” you take in a shaky breath as your own tears begin to fall, “and I’m so sorry that this weekend is already so awful.”

“No, I’m sorry. I know you worked so hard for this weekend, and I know it feels like everything is going wrong. I’m sorry that this is happening and I wish that I could solve every single problem we come across so that you never have to feel like this again. I just want you to be happy and get to relax.” He replies, kissing the top of your head. “I know how it feels to have things go wrong, and I know how easy it is to let your emotions overcome you when it feels like too much. I’m not mad at you. I’m not upset with you. I love you, and we’re gonna work together to have a great weekend, okay?” He asks, pulling away to see your face, frowning again when he sees your tears. He gently wipes your eyes and cheeks. “We’re the dream team, we’re gonna be alright no matter what.”

You nod and press your face back into his chest. “Can we just stay like this for a little bit longer?”

He kisses the top of your head again. “I’m here for as long as you want. Let’s spend the rest of the day at the cabin, yeah? I don’t need all the activities to have a fun weekend. All I need is you.”

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milirii · 2 years

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hey! can i ask you for a Niko/Joel (since ive noticed its one of your faves!) with whatever emojis you like best?!

Yes you can! I used random emoji generator for the emojis and got 🙄🏥🏐. And then made the absolute superior decision to write this at uni and got some VERY good mental images in my mind 😳

Anyway, this is last emoji-drabble for now! Thank you everyone who sent these and sorry that last ones took so long ❤️ and I hope you like this anon!

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“What did you do now?”

Niko wasn’t even fully in the room when he asked and while Joel was actually happy that it was Niko who was seeing him this time and not someone random, he was instantly even more annoyed that Niko’s question implied that he visited the hospital regularly.

“Wow, you are really becoming a very uptight doctor who is lacking basic manners and having their head up in their ass. Nice.” Joel grumbled back at him, not even trying to behave now that it was only Niko in the room with him.

Niko rolled his eyes and sat opposite of Joel. “Sorry, why are you here? Again.”

“I can’t just come to say hi to you?” Joel raised his eyebrow, doing his best to hide the obvious pain in his face.

Niko squinted at him. “There are patients waiting for me, Joel. Tell me why you are here for real or go home and we can continue this chat when my shift ends.”

Joel grunted and finally showed his arm to Niko. “We were playing volleyball and I fell on it.”

Niko’s warm hands were on his skin immediately and Joel hissed when Niko tried to make him straighten or rotate the arm.

“I don’t think it is broken, but we should maybe take an x-ray to be sure. Have you taken painkillers already or do you want me to give you something?”

Joel nodded, “I took some like 20 minutes ago.”

Niko smiled at him. “Good. Nurse will take you to the x-ray and I have to go, but I’ll see you in a while again, okay?”

Joel was quick to grab Niko’s arm before he had a chance to move too far away from his reach. “Niko..?”

Niko understood without further words, gave a quick glance to the door and leaned down to peck Joel’s lips.

#oh i have hots for doctors and I am having feeelingss 😳#just the image of Niko with a bun and white coat is making me absolutely breathless 😵#so maybe this is also little bit self-indulgent XD but luckily I can write what I want 😂#mil's emoji drabbles #blind channel rpf #milirii writes #niko/joel

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hisnowbie2 · 7 months

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