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yenqa · 22 days

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firsts

synopsis — sakusa and you have never had a conversation, and honestly you’re terrified of the man. but one conversation turns out to be many more of your firsts with sakusa.

warnings — reader is scared of men LMFAO, not really any

pairing — sakusa x implied fem!reader

wordcount — 710

a/n — happy birthday to himm! also my first hq post in a while OOPS also not proofread sorry!

You’ve never really talked to Sakusa.

You had been the manager of the volleyball team since your first year–and you had known him since then, but for some reason, you haven’t talked to him unless it’s volleyball related.

In fact–you don’t think you’ve ever had a conversation with him. But there's a first for everything, right?

Itachiyama has made it to nationals (not like it’s a surprise), and everyone has just arrived. The room continues to fill with people you don’t know, so you decide it’s best to stick with your team so you don’t get lost.

Well apparently that was a horrible idea to everyone else. Because you’ve lost everyone but Sakusa.

And you’re terrified. Surrounded in a room full of men you don’t know sounded like your worst nightmare, and you were living it currently.

Frantically scanning the room for anyone that’s not Sakusa, you somehow can’t spot any of the familiar bright yellow and green jackets your team is wearing.

Everyone knows that Sakusa doesn’t like to be bothered. But when you make eye contact with him, you change your expression to a way where he understands you’re pleading for help.

And he nods once.

Your mouth breaks out into a smile, and you shimmy your way to the crowd. Letting out a sigh of relief–you lean on the wall for support, muttering a small thank you to Sakusa.

You don’t expect him to say anything back, but you can hear his muffled voice say, “You okay?”

Tilting your head slightly up to make eye contact with him, you smile as you say, “Yeah–I’m fine. Are you nervous?”

You’re not sure why you ask the question, he probably doesn’t want to be bothered. I mean–you were still kind of shocked that he let you even be near him.

“Not really. Are you?”

You’re even more shocked when he continues the conversation. You’d expect he’d be the most rude person if he didn’t want to talk. “I-uhm I am a little bit. But we’re exempt from playing today right?”

Yeah–this definitely is the first and last conversation you’ll ever have with him.

He nods.

Then it’s silent.

Surprisingly, the silence isn't the most awkward thing you’ve experienced. It feels as if you’re just two people co-existing.

You watch as everyone excitedly hugs each other or glares at their next opponent. One person even tries to rile up the other, eliciting a small chuckle from you.

From the corner of your eye you can tell he’s curious, but he hasn’t said anything yet. This time, you take initiative to point at the players, also describing the jacket colors.

And you swear you can hear him laugh.

Not a full–hearty laugh obviously, but a small chuckle. A quiet one that you don’t even notice. But it’s definitely the first time you’ve heard him do anything resembling a laugh.

“You laughed.” You blurt out, before you even realize.

He furrows his brows, “I did.”

Your eyes widen, “Sorry–oh my gosh, it’s just the first time I’ve heard your laugh before, Sakusa-san. I swear I didn’t mean it like that–you just have a nice laugh–”

And now he’s actually laughing–like not even hard to hear.

He’s laughing, he’s hunched over, shaking and clutching his stomach. You don’t think you’ve ever felt more mortified in your life.

“It wasn’t that funny was it?” You ask, a frown on your face.

Sakusa catches his breath, “Funnier than any of the jokes Komori tries to make.”

“There wasn’t even a joke! And I happen to like the jokes he makes!”

“Only if you’re sick in the head.”

You scoff at his remark, “Wow, Sakusa-san, you’re very hard to please.”

“Kiyoomi.”

“Another complaint?” You tease, trying to play dumb at what he’s trying to imply.

“Call me Kiyoomi.”

You can feel heat rush to your cheeks, you tuck your hair back behind your ear and mutter, “Okay, Kiyoomi.”

And even though he’s wearing a white mask, you swear you can see his eyes crinkle and you can assume the corners of his mouth turn up ever so slightly.

You’ve had many firsts with Sakusa today. This is the first time you’ve seen him smile–just maybe next time he’ll do it while his face is fully shown.

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hyeque · 2 years

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ah...i want to sit at tsukki’s feet while he looks down his nose at me and says mean things😔 or have him grip my thigh under the table and mutter filthy things to me while we’re out with other people😣

the last laugh [tsukishima kei] [nsfw]

synopsis: in which you get punished for tsukishima’s teasing

notes: anon…this man would be a menace,,, he truly would

warnings: semi-public sex, fingering, blowjob, humiliation, kei is mean this time, orgasm denial, degradation, overstimulation, squirting, female!reader

upon choosing to date tsukishima, the one question that your friends asked you the most was ‘how difficult is it to date “someone like him?”’, and you only answer that it is in fact not difficult to date him at all. that most people get his character wrong. they misunderstand him.

and it’s true in his actions. you started getting the question less when people actively saw how sweet he was with you. seen in making you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, his gentle, sweet kisses to your temple when greeting you. seen when his hands hover protectively over you at all times to make sure you’re okay. seen in him tugging his extremely large jacket over your shoulders without hesitation when you complain that you’re cold (even though he told you already to bring your own jacket multiple times). and seen in how he’ll nudge you with his foot and bring you food and water because he knows you haven’t eaten anything properly.

but boy does he make it hard to defend him at times.

once a well established couple, pda—though subtle—is not foreign between the two of you to all your friends.

and kei is, well, huge. so it’s only natural for his large form to move into your personal space. your knees often touch, and skin presses against one another. the smell of his aftershave and body wash evades your nose occasionally, and you can feel the deep timber of his voice when he speaks or laughs at something said by someone.

so, currently while seated at a bar with him and your friends, all of your senses are overriding your mind. you can’t help it. he’s pretty and gorgeous, and the fitted clothing he’s wearing today isn’t helping your thoughts at all. your brain thinks nothing shortly but just kei kei kei and you’re hoping and praying that he doesn’t take notice how effected you are by how close he is.

but of course, look at who you’re dating.

his golden brown eyes happen to glance over, noting just how you’re subtly squeezing your thighs together. something he knows you only do when you’re feeling especially needy.

he rests one large hand on your leg and you shiver, knowing the innocent implications behind the gesture will soon turn nasty. he gently traces his calloused thumb over your skin to get you to relax, and like always, it works.

a faint smirk appears on his face, but it can easily be played off as him laughing at something stupid shoyo did. but you both know it’s because of how easy and pliant you are for him. his hand shoves it’s way between your thighs, and you glance at him, hoping he’ll get the memo to stop. but the man simply isn’t paying you any attention. his eyes are focused on something being said by hitoka. you can’t move very much away from him either, because on the other side of you is a wall.

you squirm in a way to shake off his hand, but his grip on your thigh tightens and he pinches you in warning. you yelp a little at the pain and a few heads turn in your general direction.

your name is called and you reassure that you’re fine, you just bumped your knee under the table. you also throw in something about the room being a little cold, and that you’re just adjusting yourself to get comfortable.

tsukishima leans into you and rests his hand on your forehead to “check for a fever”. meanwhile, his other hand is pushing your already slick-stained panties to the side. a sharp inhale from him and you know he’s turned on now as well.

you whine quietly and he shoots you a quick glare when you try to touch the bulge in his jeans. he removes your hand before he leans down to act as if he needs to say something to you.

“are you going to be able to sit still and behave? or do i need to teach your dumb cunt a lesson privately?” he murmurs. his fingers are now brushing over your clit, your slick coating the offending appendages.

your heart skips a beat, and you know he’s serious by his words, so you only answer quickly and accordingly. “please don’t stop…i-i will behave, i promise.”

his dark expression instantly brightens, and your sweet boyfriend has returned. “good.” he kisses your temple, gently patting your head.

you think that’s the end of it, but no. there’s no warning when tsukishima slips two fingers inside of you and you bite your fist to control your noise. he looks unfazed for someone who’s knuckles deep in you. if you listen closely, though, there’s the lewdly noise of squelching from his fingers moving vigorously.

you plaster on a smile as one of your friends looks over with concern. but it’s hard to concentrate on the group conversation with now four of tsukishima’s fingers in you.

and his foul mouth doesn’t make it any better.

“jesus christ,” he mutters, eyes flickering back to you, “are you really this soaked right now? in front of all our friends? are you not ashamed?”

he doesn’t expect an answer back, and personally, he’d rather it stay that way. because then he can play all his cards how he wants to.

a grin appears on his face when he curls his fingers and you keen quietly, instantly hushed by him. “better not leave a mess on this booth we’re sitting in right now.” and he pinches your clit, sending a roll of pleasure through you.

no one questions the closeness between the two of you. tsukishima only acts as if you’re snuggled closer to him for warmth based on your earlier statement. everyone’s sitting far apart enough that no one can see what’s happening under the table.

and you can feel yourself close. he can, too. there’s no doubt with the way you’re starting to tighten up on him, pelvic muscles twitching and contracting. you subtly move your hips against his hand while sneaking glances, and he knows. he knows you’re about to gush all over him. the only problem now is, will he actually let you c—

“ew, suckyshima. are you really feeling up your girlfriend right in front of everyone right now?” shoyo sneers.

this halts both of you, and you feel your eyes nearly brim with tears as your orgasm slips from your tsukishima’s fingertips.

how hinata sees any of it? you don’t know. tsukishima doesn’t either. but maybe if either one of you realized the fact that tangerine dropped his silverware beneath the table, you would’ve stopped.

tsukishima blinks, his expression unchanging, but the twitch in his brow and reddening of his ears is unmissable. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“yeah? then show us your hand.” tobio smirks, leaning back. when the blonde makes no move to, both pairs of the quick attack duo holler with laughter. hitoka and tadashi simply sit, flustered and beet red.

it’s not helpful that both of you are embarrassed in this situation. in fact, you’re a little peeved at the whole thing. the teasing, your ruined orgasm, hinata and kageyama’s laughing.

so if anyone is going to get the last laugh, it’s going to be you.

“i told him to stop,” you let slip, pouting, “but he couldn’t keep his hands off of me and leave me alone. his horniness is uncontrollable sometimes, sorry.”

it’s quiet for a moment before the table ends up hollering with laughter. hinata and kageyama waste no more time to make more jabs and even yamaguchi joins in, followed by small giggles from yachi.

you start to laugh, but the aura besides you is one that has become…chilling. you see tsukishima sitting in an eerie silence. a small smile on his face.

and in his mind, you know he’s seething, because a quiet kei is worse than one having angry outbursts.

it was one thing for him to be laughed at by hinata, but kageyama? that’s the last straw.

the blonde simply swipes you up by the arm before he’s pulling you out the booth, tugging you forcibly to the restroom. the group watches in awe as he escorts you inside.

once the door is locked, hands and lips pin you to it. you gasp at the assault taking place on your neck. tsukishima's tongue glides across your neck before he's sucking and biting at your skin and you hear the telltale noise of his buckle coming undone.

your nerves get the better of you and you say, “h-here? but someone will—”

he shoves his fingers in your mouth, and to no surprise, you can taste yourself on them. “no, no. you want to embarrass me, so now you don’t get the privilege of having your punishment done completely privately. you think i care about anyone hearing you moan? because i could care less right now. for all i know, they should be thanking me for being able to hear something as angelic as your orgasms.”

he’s biting at your collarbone now, wasting no time to move in on your breasts. he pulls back and huffs out a laugh. “it’s almost like you wanted to be caught. when you know how hinata and kageyama look at you. who’d knew you go to such whoreish lengths.”

kei knows his words aren’t the most logical, but he doesn’t care. he’s provoking you the way you provoked him.

“y-you started it!” you blurt, feeling your face heat up as you cover your mouth. tsukishima’s brown eyes glowered as they focus on you.

his large hand rests gently on your neck, the grip only slightly tight. "little girl, you're really testing my patience today."

he pushes you to the floor, his hand titling your chin up. “maybe if you didn’t decide to think with your pussy, you wouldn’t be in this position right now.” he thumbs your cheek, wiping away your frustrated tears.

“now come on, put that smart mouth of yours to good use. we don’t have all day.” he huffs.

and you’re trembling because you can see the very clear and very visible bulge protruding from his jeans.

pulling tsukishima’s dick out, you’re instantly reminded of what backs up his cocky nature. weighing heavily in your hands, his cock throbs under your touch. he’s not as lanky as he used to be, but in the past there had been jokes here and there wondering where all the food he ate went if not to his muscles.

and sure enough, the answer is right in front of you.

kei quirks a brow, smirking down at you. “what? cock got your tongue? you haven’t even put it in your mouth yet.”

biting your tongue, you only take him in your mouth, making him swear under his breath as you accommodate fitting him all down your throat.

his hand moves to the back of your scalp and gently guides your head movements. he closes his eyes, sighing with content when reopening them to look at you. “yeah, just like that, princess. suck my cock just how i taught you.”

the pet name makes you gush and you go to slip a hand between your legs, but have it swatted away by him.

“none of that. you don’t get to touch my cunt.” he snaps before grabbing your hands, “now use your hands on my balls.”

you comply, easily playing with them just how he likes. a pretty moan escapes him and you nearly roll your eyes back at how ethereal kei looks. a pretty blush covering his pale skin all from his face, torso, and hips. there’s nothing like bringing such a big man to his knees.

mischievously, you suckle on his tip, knowing how sensitive he is there and how easy it is to make him cum. even if you can’t get off, you can still get something out of this situation, and you’re dying to have his cum in your mouth. your tongue laps over his fat mushroom tip, not daring to miss his frenenlum.

he gasps, his moans stuttering before he realizes what you’re doing. “b-brat, who told you to do that—” he hisses, pulling you off of him. you only stare up at him innocently.

he glares, scoffing, “you haven’t learned anything, have you?”

“i dunno, maybe you can show me?” you respond, batting your eyes.

his restraint snaps and he shoves his cock back in your mouth. slowly he starts to fuck your face. your hands fly to grasp onto his thighs and soon the sound of your gasps and gagging ricochet off the bathroom walls.

tsukishima watches as your drool leaks down his cock and you eyes tear up. “whining about how i ‘started it’ when we both know your slutty cunt is what started it in the first place. i can’t take you anywhere without you getting overly horny. it’s annoying. who’s horniness is uncontrollable now?”

you can only sit there and take it as he repeatedly hits the back of your throat with his fat tip. whining quietly, you dig your nails into his thighs.

“your precious boyfriend just wanted to take care of you, and the thanks i get is you embarrassing me? i shouldn’t even be letting you suck me off right now. you're enjoying this way too much.” he pulls away again, and you nearly cry, mouth feeling lost and empty without him in it.

“kei, p-please…i’m sorry, okay?” you desperately reach out for him, but he moves away.

he fake pouts, “‘p-please’, why? why shouldn’t i just finish on your face?”

“because i want to make you feel good. i’m sorry, i’ll make it up to you.” you plead, eyes tearing up. “i’ll make you feel so good, i want to!”

he doesn’t admit that your teary eyes do something to him, and only grunts. “then you better make it worth my time.”

and you do. you do like your life depends on it. and you can tell he’s having a hard time holding back his moans.

“fuck, baby, you’re going to make me cum. see how your mouth is better suited for things like this instead of talking? you’re making me feel so good right now. such a good fucking girl.” praises slipping effortlessly from his mouth when you make him feel over the moon.

his hips are stuttering and thighs are shaking. “s-shit, where do you want it, huh? are you gonna be good and swallow it all?”

you nod rapidly, heart pounding loud in your chest as you finally, finally get what you want.

he moans loudly but is careful not to say your name. he doesn’t want to give you that kind of satisfaction. suddenly thick, hot ropes of his cum are being shot down your throat. he watch’s in awe as you gulp it all down with barely no problems. he’ll never get tired of your sinful mouth.

he’s panting and zipping himself back up before looking down at you and kneeling. “lemme see.”

you choke. “w-what?”

“let me see the mess you made, dummy.” he rolls his eyes before instructing you to grab onto him. with your legs thrown over his shoulders, his face meets your heat. you twitch as his hot breath fans over you and your heart hammers loudly in your chest. his golden eyes are cold. menacing. calculating as he stares up at you. you only wonder what he has planned for you both.

“listen up. i know you’re soaked down here, so i’m going to do you a favor and lick you clean with my tongue. you hold back any moans, and i stop. you touch me anywhere than my shoulders, and i stop. got it?” he asks, squeezing your thighs gently.

you nod rapidly.

he clicks his tongue. “no, verbally. say it out loud.”

“i understand, sir.” you nod, shivering.

he kisses your inner thigh, humming with satisfaction. “good. shouldn’t be letting any of this go to waste.” he mumbles, before moving his mouth onto your cunt. his tongue laps over the lace of your stained panties and he groans, tongue probing your dripping holes.

“kei—ahh, feels so good!” you cry, fingers itching to grab onto his blond locks but miserably groping the door.

your musk seeps through the lace and he grunts impatiently, tearing the lace with his teeth to reach your middle.

you have no time to complain when his tongue is suddenly deep inside of you, his lips wrapping around your now exposed bud, and fingers moving in coordination with his mouth.

a silent curse in your head goes to tsukishima for being a volleyball player and also dexterous with his hands. it doesn’t take you along time to cum on his tongue and suddenly you’re sobbing his name just how he wanted you to.

“mmm good job, baby,” he thumbs your cheek, ��but i don’t think you were loud enough. i know you can get more vocal than that.”

instantly, he’s face first back into your pussy for more. he’s much more ruthless this time, and there’s a borderline crazed expression on his face, almost like you’re a toy and he’s figuring you out.

“m’sensitive!” you whine, body trembling. you almost push him away, but remember his warning words from earlier. you only can dig your nails into the palm of your hand to cope.

“yeah? and when has that ever been my problem? you taste even better when you’re overstimulated anyways.” he noted before burying his face right back into you. he’s groaning as your slick runs down his chin. his glasses are surely a mess but he doesn’t need to see anything—hell he doesn’t need to breathe either. not while in your cunt with your pretty thighs around his neck.

it’s embarrassing how close your high is again, but when kei knows every part of you like the back of his hand, there’s no reason to be.

“k-kei, p-please, i’m going to—” but with one flick of his fingers, you’re gushing and squirting onto his face. you squeal his name, whining and begging—for him to stop or keep going, you don’t know. you’re delirious by this point.

he cleans you up, fixing your dress and hair. there’s nothing to do about the bruises along your neck, chest and knees, but tsukishima likes it that way.

“can you stand?” he asks, noting your wobbly legs. you know he’s not really concerned but just finding ways to stoke his ego. especially in front of kageyama and hinata.

“just barely.” you whisper, throat stinging.

“i’ll run you a bath and make some tea when we get home.” tsukishima informs, noting to also get ointment for your knees.

your heart swoons at the gesture. but once appearing in front of your friends again, your embarrassment level is through the roof. the deafening silence is nearly unbearable and your face is on fire.

“ahh she’s not feeling well right now, so we’re going to head home. isn’t that right?” you boyfriend looks down at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

you nod solemnly, your voice too hoarse and brain fucked too dumb to make a coherent response.

and as always, kei gets the last laugh.

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uzuikyo · 1 year

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haikyu men on valentines day

pairing : various x f!reader [kageyama, oikawa, kuroo, bokuto, nishinoya & ushijima]

warnings : clichés, oikawa & toruu being flirty mfs, not proofread, that’s it (i think? pls lmk)

wc : 1.7k

uzuikyo : happy valentines loves !! especially to my co-single bad bitches out there <3 hope we find our soulmates soon :))

[kageyama] is the type of person who doesn’t show affection that much (i think we all know that) but tries his best to make you feel loved and special even though he can be a meanie sometimes.

"get ready. we’re going out in an hour." kageyama suddenly announces while you were watching tv. "huh? aren’t we going to stay in for v day?" you asked, confused. you always stay in for every valentines you guys celebrated together for the past few years. he shrugged, "just wanted to try something new." and he dipped, heading to your room while shouting to you about how you really should get ready because apparently "you take too long to get ready" (shocker really). note the sarcasm.

you just bit your lip to hide your grin, because let’s be real, kageyama’s doing all this just for you this valentines.

after getting ready, you get into kageyama’s car as he drives both of you to god-knows-where because you really have no idea. "so where are we really going, babe? did you plan a surprise for me?" you tease him, slightly poking his arm. "s-shut up! staying in is boring now. we’ve been doing it ever since." you smiled cheekily because he’s still denying it even if his face is all red from either embarrassment or shyness. "creep," he gave you a disgusted look, but you just smiled at him. "you still love me though?"

"y-you’re so annoying." it’s his love language y’all

you arrive at your destination with kageyama opening the door for you. it was a fancy looking restaurant. a waiter came up to you both asking if you had a reservation and kageyama nodded, saying that it was for him. the waiter led you guys to a table and you thanked him.

“tobio..” you looked around, observing how fancy and elegant the ambiance and setting was before looking at him. “this is so nice, i really love it.” you gave him a pout, making him raise an eyebrow. “what?”

“i didn’t know you were romantic like this. i don’t even have anything to give you cuz you said we were staying in.” you coninued, “happy valentines, babe.” you added, not wanting to piss him off too much (he won’t really cuz it’s you).

“yeah. happy valentines, brat.”

[oikawa] “babe!” you heard your boyfriend shout from outside as you hurriedly made your way to him, shouting a quick “coming!”. you made sure to lock the door, fixing your dress and hair while walking towards oikawa who was waiting by the car.

“damn,” you hear him say, making you look up at him. “what?” you replied and he shrugged, trying to look innocent as he tried to keep the smug grin of his. “nice ass, babe- ow!” he bursted into laughter as you smacked his arm. “toru!” you glared at him as he slid his hands around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“it’s true, though.” oikawa winked before giving you a kiss. you gasped when you felt his hands squeeze your ass. “i swear-“ he cut you off with another kiss, patting your bum before opening the car door for you. “your ass- i mean you look really good. can’t help it.” he stated as you sat in the passenger seat with a blush on your face.

oikawa drove to the beach since you both decided to celebrate there this year and skip all the fancy and typical valentines traditions. you jumped off the car and helped him carry a few things for your beach picnic date.

both of you stayed there ‘til the sunset, taking a bunch of pictures together and snacking on some of the foods you brought while oikawa’s head was resting on your lap. he got up, excusing himself that he was going to the bathroom while you wait.

but since oikawa’s well … oikawa, he surprised you with a boquet of red flowers and chocolates when he came back. tapping you by the shoulders, you looked up to see who it was and your eyes widened with shock when you saw his surprise. “oh my god, toru!” you squealed, jumping up to hug him.

“happy valentines, love.”

[kuroo] “does this look like a heart to you?” you asked him as he looked at the tray on the countertop. “that looks like a peach babe.” you pouted, and kuroo chuckled.

“here, let me try to do one.” you handed him the piping bag, watching while he carefully tried to shape one into a heart. “that’s actually better than mine.” you admitted, “of course, i am the best after all.” he joked and you rolled your eyes at him. “why don’t you do that and i’ll take care of the ganache?”

you didn’t even wait for his answer and just tiptoed to give him a quick peck before turning away from him to make the chocolate ganache for the macarons. “not so fast, sweetheart.” you squealed when he pulled you back to face him. “you think you can just order me around, hm?”

you raised an eyebrow, “why not- ahh! tetsurou!” you burst into laughter when he attacked you with tickles. “sto- ahahaha!” you tried wriggling out of his arms but he won’t budge. he finally stopped, still caging you in his arms. “you are a brat, you know that?” you shrugged playfully, leaning forward so that your noses would touch together.

“i know, i love you too.” you smacked his chest, “shut up!” kuroo let out a laugh, pulling your chin up to give you a kiss. your arms wrapped around the back of his neck while his stayed on your waist. you moaned when he bit your bottom lip before pulling away with a smirk.

“you are such a tease.” you whined. “let’s call it quits, eh?”

[bokuto] “yesss!” both of you shouted when the last ball got in one of the baskets, gaining attention from people who were near you. “what prize would you guys like?” the guy asked, and bokuto let you pick as you chose the medium sized owl stuffed toy.

“really, babe?” your boyfriend groaned, and you smiled. “what? he looks like you!” you hugged the owl tightly, “i’m gonna think of you now whenever i see this.” your cheeks were squished against it and the sight was making bokuto melt. he pulled his phone out and took a quick picture of you, “you’re so cute.”

“hey, not fair! i probably look ugly in that,” you pouted, but he just pinched your cheek. “you always look good. in every position— i mean angle.” you blushed at his words, “oh my god, lower your voice!”

“just saying facts.” he winked, “do you wanna go eat before continuing with the rest of the rides?” you nod since you were feeling a bit hungry from all the walking and rides that you guys did.

you guys lined up to buy food and the person at the cashier was an old lady. “what can i get for you two love birds?” both of you smiled at her, and bokuto ordered for the both of you. “alright it’ll be 45.50 for your total. enjoy the rest of your night.” you lightly bowed at her for her sweetness. “i suggest riding the ferris wheel at night. it’s more romantic that way.” she winked at you guys and you blushed.

“we sure will, ma’am.” bokuto gave her a smile before politely walking away with your hand in his. “we definitely will be saving that for last.”

[nishinoya] “noya!” you whined, pouting when you felt the icing touch your nose. you took a bit of icing from the cake before quickly swiping it across his cheeks when he wasn’t looking.

he was taken by surprise and you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. you took your film camera out of your pocket and snapped a picture of him. “we should take a picture together!” nishinoya stealed the camera from your hand before pulling you in to take a picture.

“i wasn’t ready!” you complained, but he just smiled. “i’m sure you’ll look pretty in it no matter what.”

the park was strangely quiet and empty considering it was valentines. you thought there would be more couples today, but noya said it’s better since you have the park all to yourselves which you agree with.

“that means..” he mumbled, slowly walking towards you before pulling you close to his face. “we get to do whatever we want.” he winked, your foreheads touching together.

he didn’t even give you the chance to reply because his lips were already capturing yours. “no one will see us.” he whispered, and you lightly smacked him on the chest because of his brazenness.

[ushijima] you were staring out the open window, feeling the cold breeze across your face as your favorite songs plays from the radio. you looked back to see wakatoshi smiling while focusing on the road.

you sat back down, facing towards him. “what’s got you so smiley today? that’s rare.” you joked, making him clear his throat and avoid eye contact. “nothing, i was just..” you hummed, asking for him to continue. “..can you not look at me like that, please?”

“like what? i’m not even doing anything,” you teased, making him let out a scoff before laughing with you. wakatoshi looked briefly at you before looking back at the road as one hand stayed on the steering wheel while the other made its way to yours, intertwining your fingers together.“it’s nothing. you just looked so pretty staring out the window like that.”

he placed a kiss on your knuckles and you couldn’t help but bite your lip so you wouldn’t lose yourself from feeling too giddy about your boyfriend acting so sweet.

“we’re almost there, do you need to get something from the gas station? there’s one nearby.” you shook your head, humming no.

as you reached your destination, the cars and roads disappeared and the only thing left to see was the desert landscapes and the trees surrounding it. it was only afternoon so the sun was still very visible.

wakatoshi parked near a cliff so you can see the breathtaking view of nature from above. both of you got out of the car and was immediately welcomed by the fresh air. you walked over to him, before wrapping your arms around his torso.

“it’s so nice, thank you for bringing me here.” wakatoshi smiled, “of course, anything for my girl.”

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sleepingpillscosmos · 4 months

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MISTLETOE — hajime iwaizumi

pairing: hajime iwaizumi x fem!reader.

warnings/content: fake dating. mention of alcohol. hanamaki gets wasted. bullied oikawa. suggestive towards the end. suggestive comments.

wc: 2k.

a/n: so this is my present for my secret santa, @lou-struck, for the secret santa event held by @enchantedforest-network. I hope you'll enjoy your present, this fic helped me getting out of my writer's block <3

"Are you ready?" Iwaizumi asked from the living room as he grabbed both your coats while waiting for you. You didn't answer but appeared in the room in all your beauty, all dressed up, with your hair and makeup done, you looked flawless.

Iwaizumi was left speechless. He already saw you like this multiple times, but this time it was different. You looked different. Your dark red dress was perfect for you, it wrapped your body just in the right way, highlighting all your curves. Your makeup was really simple, but he thought it suited you perfectly. And your hair looked perfect, soft and shiny. He thought you were perfect. Maybe it was just the Christmas air, but he had to take a deep breath to destabilise his heartbeat.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" your sarcastic comment made him come back to normal. He rolled his eyes and approached you to help you put on your coat so that you could finally leave the house.

Tonight you were celebrating Christmas eve with your high school friends, Matsukawa, Hanamaki and, last but not least, Oikawa. It was a long time since you last saw each other, everyone had their own life and unfortunately your schedules didn't line up, especially Oikawa's, who was always out of the continent. But now you were all in town for the holidays, so you took this opportunity to spend some time together, just like old times.

You all decided to have dinner together at Issei and Hanamaki's shared apartment then spend the night there.

You both entered Iwa's car, you put on your seatbelt as he started the engine to drive off, directed to your friend's apartment.

"You didn't forget anything, right?" he asked, never taking his eyes off the road. "Yeah, all I need for tonight is in my bag and all the presents are in the second one"

"Did you bring my present too?" he grinned after asking you. He knew that you couldn't contain your excitement when you bought a gift for someone, ending up saying what you bought after three days at most. But this year you made a promise not to tell anyone, especially Iwa.

"Yes, but I'm not telling you, so stop teasing me." he hummed in response, trying to hide the little smile that was starting to appear on his face.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. We'll probably have to share a bed this night." he gave you a quick apologetic smile before turning his face back to the road, "I can always sleep on the floor if it makes you uncomfortable"

"Don't worry it's fine, I'm not letting you sleep on the floor with this cold. Plus we already shared a bed." yes, it's true, but not entirely. You shared a bed before, in your high school years, but you were also sharing it with your other friends when you did a sleepover, all cramped up in one bed.

Iwaizumi parked in front of your friend's house. You got out of the car and grabbed your bags as Iwa did the same before going to ring the bell.

You took the elevator to reach the right floor since you were too lazy to take the stairs.

"I'm really sorry" Iwaizumi sighed. You gave him a puzzled look.

"About this situation. I didn't expect this to last this long" he looked really sorry, but you gave him a sincere smile. "It's okay Haji'"

The said situation was your relationship, or better, your fake relationship. It all started when he was at training with his team. They were slacking off, continuing to talk about their love life instead of doing their exercises, and Iwaizumi was starting to get fed up. Every time he "interrupted" them, they would tease him, saying that he was mad only because he had no love life. After what was probably the tenth time, he admitted that he had, in fact, a love life and that he was happily dating a girl.

He expected that they would forget about his statement in a couple of days or so. But, somehow, this news reached Oikawa, who called him a couple of hours later. He was literally screaming because how dare Iwaizumi not tell him about this, he even started crying.

Iwa was pissed off, but he thought that the story would finish there. But the day after you stormed into his apartment, asking him why Oikawa talked your ear off about your nonexistent relationship and how he was deeply hurt by the fact that he discovered it from someone else. In that moment Iwaizumi had wished that the floor had swallowed him, but unfortunately it wasn't possible.

You talked about it and decided to fake it for about a week or so, to let everyone's excitement die down. But at the end of that period, Oikawa showed up in front of Iwaizumi's door. He was so excited and happy for you both that neither of you had the heart to tell him the truth.

And now you were here, after about six months, in an elevator, on your way to celebrate Christmas eve with your friends, as a couple.

The elevator's door opened and you found your friends' door already open.

"Guys!" Hanamaki exclaimed when you both approached the door, "You're late, we thought you weren't coming!" he said as he hugged both of you before helping you with your bags.

Once you entered the apartment you left your shoes at the entrance and Maki gave you a quick tour of his house then he led you to the kitchen, where your other friends were cooking dinner. Or, better, where Issei was cooking dinner while Oikawa was whining about no one knows what.

"Oh here it is! My favourite couple!" Tōru dramatically said as he opened his arms, waiting for your hug. You wasted no time and hugged him immediately, even if he was a total pain in the ass he was your best friend, and you really missed him. Iwa was a bit reluctant, but Tōru gave him no choice as he practically jumped in his arms.

When dinner was ready, you helped Issei take everything to the table, where your other three friends were sitting, waiting for the food while talking about their day.

The dinner went perfectly, everyone was happy to be there all together after so long. You talked about everything and anything. You recalled old times, when you and Issei would convince Hanamaki to drink more than he could take, ending up having to take care of him. Or when you and Iwa bullied Tōru at every training, just because you loved seeing his dramatic ass all pissed and offended. Or when you, Makki and Issei wanted to skip school and Iwa always found you and dragged you to school, somehow he always knew when you were about to do something stupid. Your high school years were wonderful, you five were inseparable.

Then after high school everything changed. Tōru was always out of the country, Hanamaki and Issei had their own life just as you and Hajime. You didn't spend much time together, the only one you saw nearly every day was Hajime since you worked for the same team, him as an athletic trainer and you as a physiotherapist. But when you hang out together like this, everything seemed to go back to when you were sixteen.

Time flew by, all the presents were opened and all the wine was finished. Makki was collapsed on the couch and Issei helped him stand up to take him to his room. The three of you remaining decided to follow them, you and Hajime in the guest room while Tōru on the couch.

"If you need to change I can wait outside" he said, already reaching for the door handle, but you stopped him. "Don't worry, I just have to put on my pyjama"

He looked at you, searching for any sign of discomfort, then he hesitantly nodded. You turned around and took off your shirt to change, once you were finished you turned back, just in time to see Hajime's back as he put on his shirt. You couldn't deny that he was attractive, really attractive. I mean he was gorgeous, his body looked like it was sculpted and he acted like a true gentleman. He was perfect, even if he didn't think so. Maybe it was the wine thinking for you, or your teenage self who had the biggest crush for him.

"You okay?" he asked, concerned when he saw you spacing out, it snapped you out of your trance. "Yeah, sure" you laughed nervously looking everywhere but at him, embarrassed because you got caught daydreaming.

Something caught your eye just above Iwa, you had to try really hard not to burst out laughing at your other friends' stupidity. You approached him, leaving little to no space between your bodies. He looked at you confused, then he looked above him when you pointed to the ceiling with your finger. He scoffed as realisation hit him.

There, above both your heads, there was a sprig of mistletoe, roughly attached to the ceiling with two pieces of tape by your stupid friends. You didn't know how it was still hanging there.

"They are so stupid" he sighed, shaking his head, and you nodded, smiling at the gesture of your friends. Yes, they were stupid, but it was kinda sweet.

"So?" you asked, "Don't you know about the tradition?" your smile grew even larger.

"Yes, I know, but we don't have to do it if you don't want to. After all nobody's watching, so we don't have to fake" he said looking directly at you, with a blush creeping on his face.

"Do you want to, Hajime?" you moved your gaze on his lips for a second, hoping that he would get the hint. Iwaizumi gulped before nodding, his face even redder than before.

"Then do it" he wasted no time and gently cupped your cheek, meeting you halfway to kiss you.

It wasn't the first time you two kissed. But it was the first time you did it alone, without other people watching. This was your real first kiss, and it was magical.

It started off slow, with one of his hands on your cheek and the other at the nape of your neck, to keep your head in place, one of your hands was grabbing his wrist while the other was on his waist. Iwa really wanted to deepen the kiss, he waited for this moment since the day he met you, but he didn't want to make you uncomfortable or scare you. You sensed his hesitation, so you took the lead. You deepened the kiss while moving his hands, just above your butt, before lacing your arms around his neck.

He took the hint, and after some seconds he lifted you by moving his hands behind your thighs. He gently placed you on the bed, with his body between your legs. He hovered over you, supporting his weight with his arms to not crush you.

Maybe this situation wasn't so bad after all...

[...]

"God guys, we put that mistletoe to make you kiss, not to make you procreate a whole bunch of children" Tōru said as you and Iwa entered the kitchen, Issei and Makki chuckled as they shared a knowing look.

"Oh shut up, you're just envious because you don't get bitches" Iwa said not even looking at him as he grabbed two mugs for the both of you to pour some coffee.

"What? That's not true! I get a whole lot of bitches! Even more than the three of you combined!" and with that, Oikawa started a never ending speech about how many girls he gets, why he's better than them and who knows what, you all learned to switch your ears off and nod every now and then when he started to whine like this, just to avoid a headache.

network: @enchantedforest-network.

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lunexrin · 8 months

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— 𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑻𝑶𝑶𝑻𝑯 ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

You weren't the type that pours sugar in your systems every hour, every minute of the day. Today though, is a different case. You are craving ice cream— so you turn to your boyfriend with pleading eyes, the gesture clearly intentional to get what you desire. "Can we stop by the store? I want to get ice cream." You saw your boyfriend's expression change, his eyes wide. "Love, don't you think you had enough? You had two canned drinks earlier, I don't want you ruining your health by getting diabetes, especially when you're this young." He says gently, trying to advise your sugar-taking habits. You know that he does this because he cares— and he simply states facts, but your needs for ice cream at the moment get you to turn your back on him, sulking. You'd hear him sigh, defeated. "Okay, but this is the last one for today, alright?" Then you both would arrive at the store, getting an ice cream. But then, you'd find your man at the counter holding a basket full of your favourite sweets— to eat on another day, of course. He'd end up swiping his card, and seeing that happy smile on your face while munching down the ice cream is worth more than every penny he spends on those sweet, sweet desserts.

—BACHIRA MEGURU, Itoshi Rin, Itoshi Sae, Michael Kaiser, KUNIGAMI RENSUKE, Nagi Seishiro, MIKAGE REO, Chigiri Hyoma, Isagi Yoichi, KUROO TETSUROO, Kozume Kenma, Dazai Osamu.

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ushihinasimp · 3 months

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Shoyo, Kei, and Kenma were hanging out together. They were having a pleasant meal while the conversation going casually about their married life, talking about their respective Alphas

Shoyo confessed that he had bought lingerie and wore it as a special gift for Toshi's birthday. Kei, always quick to tease, smirked and playfully commented that he didn't know Shoyo was into that kind of thing.

Blushing furiously, Shoyo stammered, "I-it's not like that! I just read online that it could spice up our marriage, and I want to make Toshi happy, so..." Shoyo's voice trailed off, his face red.

Kenma, the calm and observant one, found the idea intriguing. He pondered for a moment before suggesting, "Hmm, that's interesting. Lingerie, huh? Should I try wearing a costume for Kotaro perhaps?"

Shoyo's eyes lit up with excitement. "I think Bokuto-san would like that, Kenma! You see, that time when I wore that lingerie, Toshi was more intense than usual..."

Kei, rolling his eyes, interrupted, "Ugh. Too much information, shrimp.“ That’s what Kei said, however Kei was wondering that might be not a bad idea to try tonight, expecting a wild hot night with Kuroo.

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adrunkskeletonsduck · 1 year

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12:54ᴀᴍ

➜ Pairing: Various!character x reader

➜ Warnings: Gn!reader, toxic relationship dynamic

➜ Word Count: 0.6k

➜ Notes: “Crawling back to you”

It was the same thing every time, and it was always him. You’d never felt like this with anyone else, so drawn to them and addicted the way you were to him. You’d never had such a hard time moving on, leaving. But everything was different with him.

You swore to yourself that it would never happen again. You swore to yourself that it was over, that you were done with him. So why were you in this situation again? Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and pulling yourself out of bed at such an absurd hour to open the door for him? Why was it so hard for you to ignore him, move on from him, like you had all the rest? You couldn’t understand it.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, leaning against the door frame, and blocking the inside of your apartment from his view. The cold air from outside bit at your exposed skin, making you shiver under your pajamas and curl into yourself.

“I missed you...” He answered, looking away to avoid your hard eyes. You scoffed, you couldn’t do this again with him, you didn’t have the time or the energy and not nearly enough tears left in you. You turned away, ready to close the door and collapse back into your bed. This time would be different, this time you wouldn’t let him real you back in. This time you’d break the god-awful cycle. This time you really were over. This time you’d tell him no.

But his hand slipped in between the door before you could close it, holding it open and forcing you to look back at him, “Please, just listen to me at least,” You looked up at him, eyes meeting his pleading gaze and all the resolve in you crumbled.

“Okay,” you whispered. And you found yourself agreeing, opening the door for him and letting him in, letting him real you back in the way you had told yourself you wouldn’t. Same as always.

Once he was inside, he opened his mouth but you beat him to it, “I can't do this again with you.” Your voice sounded small, barley over a whisper, shaking as you spoke and your eyes stung with traitorous tears. He sucked in a sharp breath.

“It’ll be different this time, better, I’ll be better. I swear.” You could feel his words pulling you into the eye of the storm. Back into the cycle of pain that you wanted so badly to leave behind, and move on from, but you always came back to him. You wanted to yell at yourself for the next words that left your mouth.

Your gaze flitted up to him, “Really?” he nodded, “you promise?” he nodded again, but you knew he was lying. He was always lying, since the minute he stepped into your life.

He reached out taking your hand in his waiting for your answer. Letting you think even when you both knew what it would be. You should shove him out that door right now, the reasonable voice in your head told you, make him leave and end this.

Instead you swallowed harshly, “Okay,” you whispered

“Okay.”

And then he was pulling you into him, hands letting go of your own to cup your face and bring your lips to his and all your worry's seemed to melt away the way only he could make them. You let the tears fall as you kissed him, and then let him wipe them away, reassure you all over again that it would be different, that he changed, that he would be better. You let him lie through his teeth as he pushed you against your bed and kissed down your neck.

And then, you let yourself believe them.

Suna Rintauro, Atsumu Miya, Kuroo Testurou, Oikawa Toru, Anakin Skywalker, Commander Wolffe, Captain Rex, Sasuke Uchiha, Shikamaru Nara, Kakashi Hatake, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd

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thelittlewriter · 2 years

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I Wish

Pairing : Kuroo x Reader

"Let's break up."

He was the one who said those words. He was the one who broke up. But he didn't mean it, he didn't mean to. It was a stupid fight and he got angry. He loved you so much, he loved you too much and it became terrifying. His hands were shaking from the amount of emotions rushing into his body. You were crying in front of him, trying to explain why he was wrong, how he was wrong. And he knew he was. And he wanted to fix it, more than anything, but it seemed beyond fixing. He was feeling too much, and you were too.

It was all too much.

That's why he said it. He didn't want you gone, he needed space. He worded it the wrong way. But you smiled at him. A genuine smile. You nodded.

- Yeah, it's the best decision. Maybe we can go back to being friends.

He saw your smile and he couldn't just go back anymore. It was what you wanted. Friends. You two used to be friends, until he confessed. Maybe you loved him too much to refuse, just like he loved you too much to say take his words back.

So he tried. You two were drifting apart, it was inevitable. You texted from time to time. It was only the ordinary "how are you ?" but never more.

He needed to admit it to himself. You just didn't care about him anymore. So he moved on. He moved on with someone else. She was sweet, maybe a little too much. He didn't feel the way he felt about you, but he would learn to. He would give it time.

You (11:04 am) : Hey ! I haven't been hearing for you lately. Are you ok ?

He saw the text right away but he intentionally waited a day before replying.

Kuroo (2:15 pm) : I've been good.

Kuroo (2:16 pm) : And spending time with my girlfriend.

It had been a month since the two of you broke up. It wasn't like the two of you had been dating for a long time anyway.

He got over you.

He did.

But a part of him just couldn't stop thinking about you. He would give everything to take back what he had said that night. If only. If only you could feel the same.

He sent you a picture. It was him and his girlfriend during their date the day before. You answered almost right away.

You (2:19 pm) : She's pretty

He smiled. Did you regret it too ? Did you wish you could go back too ?

You (2:19 pm) : I'm glad you're happy

Maybe you didn't. But maybe he still had a chance. Or maybe he should move on and seriously get into this relationship.

He went on more dates with her. Spent more time with her. And posted more on social media. He wondered if you saw it, if you were jealous. A part of him wanted you to be. But you never seemed to look at it.

- Are you lost in your mind again ?

He looked at his girlfriend. All he had been thinking about was you lately. He smiled at her and answered :

- Yeah... just work stuff.

She smiled.

- Let me go get you something to drink.

She sat up and walked to the store nearby. He was sitting on a bench in a small park. It had become their spot. They would come here often and just talk together for hours. She was nice and interesting but just... not you. He closed his eyes. He needed to stop thinking about you.

- Kuroo ?

He looked up.

- Y/N ?

You were there, in front of him.

- How are you ? he asked.

You smiled. It was a genuine smile. One he hadn't seen in a long time. It reminded him of the day you two broke up. The day he made a big mistake.

- I'm great ! And you ?

- Yeah, me too. What are you doing here ?

You shrugged.

- You know... just walking.

You looked around.

- It used to be our spot, you said softly. I'm sorry I ruined that.

Yeah, it used to. And now he was coming here with his new girlfriend. He wondered. Were you upset he had replaced you that easily ? Were you jealous ?

- I bought you water, he suddenly heard behind him.

He turned to his girlfriend, then back to you.

- Nice to meet you ! you said with a bright smile. I'm Y/N.

- I'm Sora ! she answered.

She had a small frown but she forced a smile, Kuroo could tell. His girlfriend was jealous. But were you ? It was as if there only was the two of you. He could finally say what he had been wanting to tell you this whole time.

I wish I could go back in time.

I wish we could be together again.

I wish I had apologized that day.

I wish you would tell me you love me again.

I wish you wanted me back.

I wish...

But you spoke first.

- I wish you well.

And you walked away with a smile. The same smile you had that night. A smile of relief, a smile full of happiness. And he realized you wanted to break up with him that day anyway. That you never were jealous, that you always had been happy for him.

That you had moved on already.

It hurt. But maybe it was time for him to finally do the same.

Voilà ! I'm very happy I wrote this and it's all thanks to the kind anonymous person who sent this ask ! Thank you very much for allowing me to write this ! I hope you liked it and that you are having a great day !

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yenqa · 1 year

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worm games

sypnosis : you ask tsukishima an extremely important question

warnings : swearing, light hearted teasing, “i hate you” as a joke, cuddling?? tsukishima almost makes reader late 😒

w/c : 0.35k

pairing : tsukishima x gn!reader

disclaimer : in no way am i saying i own any haikyuu characters at all, all characters belong to haruichi furudate!

a/n : this might be ooc but idc!! pls give feedback btw this is my first hq post 😣😣

“hey kei?” you ask, as you rearrange your position to wrap your arms around him.

he places his hand on your back, entangling your legs together.

“yes?” he responds, a soft smile growing on his face.

“would you still love me if i was a worm?”

he breaks out into laughter at your question, the hand previously on your back, now covering his mouth.

“what kind of question is that love?”

“just answer it kei!” you hit his shoulder softly.

“i mean did you turn into a worm randomly or were you just born a worm?”

“ummm.. if i randomly turned into a worm.” you confirm, nodding your head.

“i would take care of you yeah.”

“but you wouldn’t love me?”

“who said i loved you now?”

you roll your eyes, “whatever, im leaving, i have a class in two hours.” you grab the blanket, tossing it over to his side to get out. tsukishima quickly grabs your hand, pulling you back in.

“kei! i might be late!”

“i love you, you know that right?” he wraps his arm around your waist again, legs encasing yours.

“yes i do, now let me go so i can go get ready!” you attempt to escape his grasp, but you can’t.

damn those volleyball muscles. you think, reluctantly giving up letting the warmth of the blanket engulf you two.

comfortable silence overtakes the room, the drowsiness of sleeping slowly crawls back to you.

“if you were a worm, i would love you very much even then. i would even play worm games with you.” he chuckles at his own statement, patiently waiting for your reply.

“what the hell are worm games?” you ask, turning to face him.

“i don’t know,” he quickly changes the subject, “don’t you have a class? why are you still in bed?” he smirks at you, ripping the blanket that had been covering both of you.

“i hate you so much.” you roll your eyes, heading inside the bathroom.

“you know you love me.” he follows you, smirk still evident on his face as he stands behind you as you grab your toothbrush.

“yeah i do, now get out!” you push him out the bathroom, locking the door.

thank u sm for reading! all notes are appreciated have a great day/night my loves 🫶!

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cerisesakurainspring · 8 days

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Here's the long-awaited international release dates for Haikyuu!!! It's finally coming 🧡🧡🧡

#haikyuu #haikyū!!#haikyuu movie #haikyu fic #hq #decisive battle at the garbage dump

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matsuokarin03 · 8 days

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Making him mine - Sawamura Daichi

I never felt sorry for her. Though, it's also true that if it wasn't for her, I would've never noticed him.

It wasn't difficult to find out that our captain had a crush on him. Michimiya senpai would deliberately go to the vending machine far away from our girl's gym just so she could catch a glimpse of him practising. I wondered what was so great about this guy that he had all her attention. What was so great about the captain of the boys volleyball team - Sawamura Daichi. So I went to one of their matches. I tagged along with our own girls when the Karasuno boys team had their finals against that powerhouse, Shiratorizawa. I remember being impressed that they made it. But of course, that wasn't the only reason I got interested.

What caught my attention about him was his very aura and confidence, equipped with the skill to back it up. Throughout the match, I was entranced by the clear faith he had on his team and his own abilities. He stood behind the team, supporting them, not just literally with his saves, but also mentally. I could tell it was because he was there on the court, that order was established and everyone could do their best.

It was after I saw this side of him that I wondered to myself, what would it be like if I had someone like that in my life? That was when I knew, that Sawamura Daichi was someone I wanted. I wanted him to be mine. I didn't care that our captain liked him. She never did anything about her feelings. It wasn't like I was stealing him from her when he never belonged to her.

After that day of the match, I made my decision to win his heart.

Everyday I'd go to the boys' gym and "volunteer" to help out with small chores. Our own volleyball practise never lasted as long as the boys' anyway. Their managers didn't mind, in fact, we got along well and they quickly found out why I was there, since I wasn't exactly trying to hide it, I was very obvious with my advances. When they had time to cool down, I'd go Daichi and offer him a towel and water bottle, even though I didn't need to. I always made sure our fingers touched whenever I gave them. I'd ask him for tips about how to remain calm at court. I'd talk about anything that would gain an interest from him. Everyone knew he was the only one getting my attention like this, everyone but him.

For some reason, he didn't seem to notice my feelings until much later. My actions may have started small at first, but they gradually increased with time. I started surprising him by coming towards him and wiping down his face myself. I'd ask him to help me with my returns and deliberately suck at it until he accepts my suggestion to teach me by holding me from behind. I'd touch his arms and go "wow~ they're so hard!". Ofcourse, my efforts persisted outside the gym. I was in the year below him, so it was hard to see him at school but I tried increasing our interactions. During break, PE, or changing classrooms, whenever I saw him, I'd go to greet him and chat a little bit. If we didn't have enough time to talk, then I'd leave with a wave. Whenever they had practise matches outside school, I'd come along with them and always sit next to him. His best friends already knew how I felt about him so they were more than happy to save me the seat next to him. I'd rest my head on his shoulder, even if my eyes were open and he knew I wasn't sleeping. Eventually, I started purposely staying back late until their practise ended, and this naturally led him to offer walking me home, like I knew he would. The first few times, I didn't try anything. I closed the gap between our bodies with every passing day.

One evening, I held his hand in mine. He didn't resist. We stopped walking before we reached the gates to my house, and I stood in front of him, holding his hand, and asked "Senpai...how do you feel about me?". His face was red, even in the dark, and I knew it was time to make my final move. I stepped closer to him and softly asked "can I kiss you?"

After a few very long seconds, he answered my question by leaning down and closing the gap between us. That night, he finally became mine.

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sleepingpillscosmos · 1 year

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OUR SEMISEMI ; eita semi

pairing: eita semi x fem!reader

warnings: suggestive (?) at some point

wc: 1.2k

requested: no

a/n: hello! this is the first time I write for haikyu, I hope I did a great job. feedbacks are always welcome, and requests are open!

if it's written like this it's a flashback, except for the last line of the fic.

Semi made his way in the boys' locker room to get ready for the evening practice. Most of his teammates were already there, some of them were already changed but waited for the others near the door, after all the coach wasn't there because he was on holiday so there would be only you, their manager, to help, so they could take today's practice easier.

"Hello" semi greeted, walking up to his locker to put his things away. He started to change his pants, putting on some volleyball shorts instead, then he took off his shirt to put on the t-shirt he wore to train. And just as he was about to slide his t-shirt on, Tendō, his fellow teammate, made his way over him.

"Semisemi" Tendō sang, taunting his friend, who just groaned and repeated, for the millionth time, to not call him that.

"I see someone had fun today..." Semi looked at Tendō in confusion, not understanding what he was trying to say. Tendō's words caught the attention of the other people in the looker room, who looked at the two.

Reon was the first to understand what Tendō was talking about and refrained from laughing. Semi glanced at Reon, asking with his eyes for at least a hint on the whole situation. His friend didn't say anything but pointed over his chest. Semi followed his gaze and finally realised. Part of his collarbone and chest was covered in hickeys. The boy felt the blush creeping on his cheeks and slid on his t-shirt to cover up what you did to him earlier.

Semi entered his dorm after taking a shower. His hair was still a little wet, and he was wearing only his sweatpants. He immediately went to his desk and opened his computer to at least try to finish the essay he had due tomorrow. He was so focused that he almost jumped when someone knocked at his door. He got up to open the door, only to find you.

"Hi love." you said in a sweet tone.

"Hi, something's wrong?" he asked, worried that something had happened. He was happy to see you, truly, but you didn't agree to see each other today. Both of you had work to do, you had some homework and he had his essay.

"No, nothing's wrong. I finished my homework and I just wanted to see you. I know you need to work on your essay, but can I stay anyway?" you smiled at Eita, he was always concerned about you, and you really appreciated that. He nodded, moving from the door to let you in his dorm. You visited his dorm quite a few times, you two preferred to pass your time together in a quiet place, where you could stay cuddled all day in bed. He returned to his desk while you made your way to his bed, making yourself comfortable.

After thirty minutes of staying on your phone you were bored, you looked over at Semi and saw that he was still working on his essay. You wanted to feel him, so an idea popped in your head. You quietly got up from his bed and walked up to him. He glanced at you in confusion, turning with his chair. You didn't say anything and sat on his lap, putting your arms around him so that you didn't disturb him. Semi smiled returning to his work, with you on his lap, leaving kisses on his neck, collarbone and naked chest.

He didn't notice that you leaved all this marks on him, and he didn't really care. The problem was that now he had to explain this to his teammates. They didn't know about your relationship, not because you didn't want to tell them, but you both liked the fact that it was something private, so you didn't tell anybody.

"None of your business." Semi simply replied, putting his things away and locking his locker.

"None of my business? I have to know who made all of this to our Semisemi" Tendō responded dropping his arm on his friend's shoulders, trying to tease him. Semi was about to answer back, but the team captain called everyone to start their training.

You were already in the gym when all the boys made their way into it to start their practice, you already filled their bottles and took the balls. After their usual laps and warm up, they started to train the aim of their serves.

Tendō approached you and you handled him his water. While he was drinking you scratched your collarbone, revealing your bruised skin under you t-shirt

"What's there?" Tendō smirked at you.

"What?" you asked, you didn't realise you just showed a hickey from about two days ago. But when Tendō pointed just below your neck, you understood and immediately blushed.

"I missed you" Semi whispered in between kisses. You two were in his dorm on his bed, his back leaning against the wall and you were sat on his lap, with your arms wrapped around his neck.

"We saw each other this morning at practice" you smirked.

"Yes, but it's all week that I see you only at practice or in the halls" he kept kissing you.

"Well, then we should make up for the lost time" you said grinning, feeling Semi mirroring your expression on your lips. You kept kissing, the kiss deepening as the seconds passed, only parting to let each of you take off your shirts. His kisses moved down your jaw and neck, only to get back to you lips. You were about to get free of your last pieces of clothing when Semi's phone rang.

"Sorry" he mumbled, receiving an reassuring smile from you.

"What do you want Tendō?" Semi answered the call moving his free hand up and down your thigh and you scoffed, obviously it was him. You couldn't hear what he was saying, so you waited for the call to end to ask your boyfriend.

"So?"

"He wants to know if we want to go to the convenience store with him, he said that he already asked the others and they all said no" he explained, you both agreed to go with him, even if he was annoying and interrupted you, he was still your friend.

You put your shirts back, share another kiss and leave Semi's dorm.

"Nothing" you quickly responded.

"Mhmh, how curious, Semi too was full of hickeys" you eyes widened and you felt your cheeks burning.

Suddenly, realisation hit Tendō.

"OUR SEMISEMI... WITH OUR Y/N?!" the redhead screamed at the top of his lungs, catching everyone's attention. All the team was shocked, and Semi covered his face with his hands from embarrassment.

Why did Tendō have to be so loud?

#eita semi #semi eita #eita semi x reader #semi eita x reader #eita semi imagine #semi eita imagine #eita semi x you #semi eita x you #eita x reader #semi x reader #haikyū!!#haikyu x reader #haikyu imagine #haikyu x you #haikyu fic #jjkwritingss

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shileyn-nea · 5 months

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I'm re-watching the Haikyuu Anime again, and what can I say... I'm so obsessed with my almost 4 year old AsaNoya fic idea right now, that I just had to start writing it, so here it is.

In Between Pages

Chapter 1: Afraid of Change

Fandom

Haikyuu!!

Pairing

Azumane Aaahi x Nishinoya Yuu

Summary

Asahi's quiet return to the volleyball court masks a turbulent internal struggle. Amidst the pages of a romance novel, he finds echoes of his own emotions. In this delicate dance between reality and fiction, Nishinoya becomes an unexpected muse, blurring the lines of friendship and something more.

Additional Tags

Volleyball Dorks in Love, Friends to Lovers, Season/Series 01, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Azumane Asahi Needs a Hug, Sugawara Koushi is a Good Friend, Oblivious Sawamura Daichi, Tanaka Ryuunosuke is a Good Friend, Angst, Feelings Realization, Denial of Feelings, Slow Build, Slow Burn, Pining, No Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mentioned Karasuno Boys Volleyball Club Members, Insecure Azumane Asahi, POV Azumane Asahi, Teen Angst, Canon Universe

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ushihinasimp · 9 months

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Suga and Kageyama was asking if Hinata was bitten by bugs

Hinata : Ushijima-san, i told you not to leave marks! If you keep doing that i’ll call you “Bug”

Tendou : What is it?

Ushijima : Shoyo said he will call me a bug

Tendou : “LOL”

Art by Lumispecter

#ushihina #hinataxushijima #ushijima x hinata #hinata shoyo #ushijima wakatoshi #haikyu rp #haikyuu!!#haikyu fic #haikyuu #ushihinaprompts #hq rarepairs #hinata shouyou #wakatoshi ushijima #hq fanfic

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wakatshi · 2 years

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❛ THROUGH THE LATE NIGHT ❜ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

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⩇⩇:⩇⩇ PLOT — getting your hookup’s phone number —an easy task, although being high gets you the wrong number and a stranger’s confusing answer. ushijima wakatoshi, ceo and billionaire. how’d you end up texting him from all people? he’s a man of a few words. a man who’s too busy to reciprocate your useless flirting attempts, too busy to concern himself with relationships. you can’t see through him. he’s stern and harsh. too stuck up for you.

curiosity killed the cat. it didn’t kill you, but it sure got you caught up in the middle of something far more dangerous than you could’ve ever expected. the streets of tokyo hide dark secrets and the city you once knew turns into a long forgotten memory.

⩇⩇:⩇⩇ PART IV— wasabi peanuts fan.

⩇⩇:⩇⩇ WC — 1.6K WORDS / WARNINGS — nsfw, mdni, fem reader, (mentions of) kidnap, being drunk & sex, pussy eating (very short)

the floor creaking doesn’t seem to bother the sleeping blonde, nor your phone hitting his floor twice in the span of barely two minutes. he must be a deep sleeper. you mumble a shit and turn around to look at him for one last time before leaving his bedroom and you swear for a moment the sight of him stirred something inside your stomach.

your mind’s being suddenly invaded by too many thoughts – what if you stayed for a little longer? sleep for two or three hours, wake up and run your fingers through his blonde hair like you did last night. atsumu looks stupidly cute. one leg hanging off the bed, hands splayed all over the mattress. he’s shirtless and wearing only a pair of boxers, body half covered by a blanket.

it’s not surprising he’s in such good shape. he’s a bodyguard after all. it’s impossible to take your eyes off him when he’s.. right there, even though he’s doing absolutely nothing but sleeping and snoring.

but you refuse to satiate your curiosity for now. you have a job, but even so, you feel like it’s just a shitty excuse for you to leave as quickly as possible. you haven’t done that in a long, long time and it freaks you out. it feels like you’re rusty in some sort of way– falling in love, dating.

it’s not that you wouldn’t do it. because you would. and atsumu… atsumu seems like a good option. he’s funny, laid back, his personality matches yours perfectly. but how many women has he hooked up with? is he usually this nice and friendly with all of them? what he wants from you is unclear. sex? you wouldn’t mind it, but his actions say otherwise and it’s confusing.

last night you had a two hours conversation before going down on you. he does love to talk. a lot. and each time he said something funny you laughed your head off. he even bought snacks and threw a bag of chips in your direction the second you plopped on his couch. he proudly applauded a few times after you caught it.

you ponder the thought of stealing food from his fridge on your way out— and you do. there’s a strawberry sandwich looking incredibly delicious. you grab it with no remorse and look around you, expecting a fully awake atsumu leaning against to countertop saying something dumb about you being a food thief ‘twas just a joke, baby.’

the thought still wanders in the back of your head. you should just stay. but you don’t. last night he was telling you about his free day and felt a serious amount of agony knowing you you were going to leave for work. he offered to drive you himself if his car wasn’t in service. you laughed. tipsy on beer you kissed him and licked and sucked the alcohol off his lips, sticking your tongue down his throat with drunk aggressiveness “no need to do that, baby”

he told you how sweet you taste last night. and, god, how hot it was. your cheeks burned, surely a direct effect of the alcohol in your bloodstream, but his words themselves were driving you close to madness “mmm, is that so? say it again.”

“ask me nicely and i’ll do it.” with his head between your thighs, atsumu gets cocky. he’s just as drunk as you, even worse, but he’s not sure. but what he’s sure of is the tent growing underneath in his sweatpants, the ardent desire to fuck you right then and right there. he eats your cunt first with rapid and messy licks. he pumps his long fingers inside your pussy and groans, your orgasm comes fast.

“stop it! okay.. atsumu, say it again, pretty please.”

“you taste so fucking sweet.”

you can’t remember too much. you recall the moment he carried you to his room and fucked you on your way to the bed.

atsumu’s apartment is big. he lives in a great area, a place you wouldn’t able to afford at this very moment. he doesn’t seem to be doing too bad for a bodyguard. but again, his clients are important and filthy rich.

the apartment is spacious and modern, although it only has three rooms. his bedroom— huge, well illuminated with high windows and a bed in the middle of it— the living room and another bedroom which you wanted to ask him about, but you were too busy making out. probably a guest room.

you take advantage of him sleeping and wander around his apartment for a few minutes, mouth stuffed with bites of strawberry and soft toast bread. atsumu told you he lives by himself and occasionally his friends and twin brother stop by and sleep over. his twin brother.. there’s a framed picture of them in the living room you noticed last night.

you find a sticky note and grab a pen from your purse “message when you wake up <3 sorry for leaving early :p”

you finish the sandwich and get ready to leave, you retrieve your things from where you left them and shut the door silently behind you.

as soon as you leave the building, you’re welcomed by a stranger. in front of you stands a man of a freakish presence, not menacing in such a way that gives you goosebumps, but given the context and his eyes being glued to you, panic starts inviting itself in. as if he was waiting for you.

it’s five in the morning and the street is empty. the air is of a certain freshness, that of a wednesday morning, the sun’s barely up, the birds are chirping in the trees, on rooftops, but the emptiness of the street makes this encounter more terrifying.

the man is leaning against a mercedes s-class, he wears a black suit and sunglasses. his complexion is pale, his hair looks like a flame, red and somewhat spiky, he’s skinny and tall.

“good morning, sunshine! get in.”

“what makes you think i’ll get in a car with a random stranger? creep.”

he looked insulted for a second, but he brushes it off with a smile and a quick laugh. the man changes his position swiftly and gets more relaxed, crossing his arms against his chest, leg bouncing. he doesn’t move away from the car, not a single inch. he thought of the possibility of you sprinting away from him while driving. you wouldn’t dare, right? the gun holster on his thigh is enough of a warning, he is more than ready to chase you, though.

“c’mon, i’m not like that. pinky promise. wakatoshi wants to see you. emergency meeting.”

“is this the only option?”

“well now.. you either get in or i can take you by force and that’d mean i kidnapped you. which i don’t wanna do, so please, get in and make my job easier, miss.”

tendō satori expects anything from you. it’s the first time he sees you and your boldness doesn’t shock him, but he finds it hilariously impressive. it’s not surprising in the slightest, it’s interesting and he wonders how much you’re willing to fight and question his motives. he assumes you’re scared and hiding it, but that’s the last thing he wants (hurting you) and ushijima made it clear enough,“bring her to me today…. safely. i trust you, tendō and i expect no unwanted incidents”

such as you running away from him and causing trouble.

“so ushijima wants to see me? why? couldn’t he just.. call me?”

did he stalk you? you’re struck by anxiety and your body feels glued to the ground. you don’t move. not that you’re capable. ushijima told you he’s not planning to hurt you. did he lie?

“told ya, emergency meeting. he asked me to bring you to him as soon as possible!”

there was no chance of winning. he later introduces himself as tendō, ushijima wakatoshi’s assistant. it suddenly hits you— he’s the man who messaged you, he transmitted your message forward to ushijma. tendō wasn’t lying. he did tell ushijima about your silly message. he laughed at his boss’ confusion and explained him the joke during lunch.

“how long?”

“thirty minutes.”

you refuse to stop talking and attack him with questions and demands every so and then. “i don’t like the music.” it agitates you and he switches it to something jazzy. “can i have my phone back?” no. tendō invites you to grab a snack from the seat next to you “wakatoshi got you these.”

he doesn’t concern himself with such trivialities.

“did he? he doesn’t strike me as uhh.. wasabi peanuts fan? i ate earlier.”

he scoffs and keeps driving. “nah, i did. and you should thank me for it, miss.”

“can i talk to him?”

tendō reaches for his iphone, he unlocks it and after a few taps it’s now in your possession.

“why are you smiling like that?”

“nothing, nothing. go ahead and talk to him.”

⩇⩇:⩇⩇ NOTE — gonna make it harder for you to choose between wakatoshi and atsumu <3333 i don’t think satori is freaky in a bad way, but yk.. for the plot. from now on i’ll update weekly, unless the chapter is short.

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