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utahimeow · 2 years

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omg char i just read your brat tamer headcannons for the hq boys and now i’m really curious on which of them you picture as soft doms!! <3

i only put four boys bc tbh i dont know how to write soft doms skxjsjxi i think most of this leans more towards service dom

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hinata

the first one who comes to my mind. ever so determined and ever so focused on making you see heaven. he’s so attentive, always taking note of your reactions when he tries new things; a different tempo, a different position, always chasing after the best way to make you feel good.

oh, the praises he gives you. and not just in bed. you’re his best girl, and he refuses to let you forget it. it’s always a kiss against your temple and a “thank you for keeping me fed so well, baby,” after dinner. “you’re such a hard worker, my love, i’m so proud of you,” when you come home from work after a stressful day. “what in the world would i do without you?” when you’re about to fall asleep all wrapped up in his arms.

and of course, it’s the same as he praises your body for taking him so well, for doing as he tells it to.

“you’re fucking amazing,” he grunts, balls deep inside your soaked little cunt.

he’s made you cum three times already, rewarding you with endless praises after every orgasm he had coaxed out of you. first with his tongue, then with his fingers, then with his cock.

“’m gonna fill you up, yeah?” he breathes, whining halfway through his sentence. “because this perfect pussy’s all mine.”

and by now you don’t even think when you whimper out an “all yours, shoyo...”

bokuto

he’s so big n strong but he could never be cruel to you, even if it’s just a “performance”. too many times his raw power has unintentionally injured others, teammates and opponents, he could never see himself using it deliberately. besides, why would he degrade you and cause you pain if you get off just as well from his sweet, gentle words as he fucks you?

and that’s not to say he won’t use at least some of his force when he pounds you against the headboard of your shared king bed. but every harsh thrust as his hips smack against your ass is paired with a sloppy kiss or the squeeze of his fingers somewhere, your hips, your hands, your thighs; a reassurance that yes, he’s in control, but you’re his priority.

nothing about koutarou is soft, per se, except for the way he takes hold of your pleasure and uses it in a way that’s so efficient. everything he does, he does for you—picks up on your sweet spots, the parts of your flesh that make you shiver, the perfect pace and angle of his fingers or his cock that are sure to leave you sobbing.

he’ll turn all breathy and whiny as he fucks you, non stop mumbling about how “you’re the best girl, fuckin’ takin’ my cock so good.” and when you feel good, he feels good. your praise is essential for his survival, which is why just your moans alone, or the way your hands cling to his toned muscles, or even the way you clench around him, has him dangerously close to his climax. but one thing about koutarou is that you’ll always cum first, and that’s a guarantee.

sugawara

suga gives me the biggest soft dom vibes,,, ever. loves taking care of you n spoiling you. loves the idea that he’s responsible for your pleasure. and the thing about suga is that he values communication so so much.

“tell me what you want,” he whispers, soft but with a hint of demand. and he’ll listen, do anything you ask, even though he’s the one in charge.

“okay if i do this?” he asks when he hooks your legs over his shoulders as he drags his cock in and out of you, slowing until you nod an okay.

“how’s it feel, my love?” he’s always checking in on you, his favourite girl in the world.

and when you mewl out a little “faster,” or “harder, please,” without him having asked, he’s ecstatic. he’s pressing kisses all over your face, your ankles if they’re by his head, your back when you’re on your hands and knees because he’s so glad that you know what you want.

“can you give me one more or are you too tired, baby?” he’ll ask, cradling your face in his palm. a question that comes after every round.

“one more,” you say, even though you’re out of breath and over sensitive and your thighs are shaking.

“that’s my girl,” suga smiles sweetly, his hips spurring back into motion. “always so good for me.”

kuroo

the thing with kuroo is that i feel like he could do everything,, sub, hard dom, n soft dom. i can picture him being a soft dom most often though—he’s just so selfless when it comes to u.

so selfless that he neglects his own urges when he’s got his fingers stuffed inside you. you’re all needy, and you’ve been so patient all day as you longed for him to come home from work. how could he possibly think about himself?

in reality, the satisfaction kuroo gets when he orders you to “be a good girl and cum for me, alright, pretty?” rivals an orgasm. the way you nod, face scrunched into a mixture between determination and bliss, has him melting. the way you clench around his long, thick digits in attempt to obey him.

always makes promises like, “give me one more on my fingers, and i’ll reward you by filling up your sweet little pussy. how’s that sound, baby?” it’s about the control. the hazy look in your eyes as you whine affirmatively. he doesn’t need to be harsh, or sadistic, he’s trained you to behave so well regardless. he spoils you too much for you to disobey him.

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sukiloves · 2 years

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lemonade ; hinata s.

starring . . . HINATA SHOYO

warnings . . . post timeskip!hinata, bottom!reader, porn with little to no plot, praise, brief nipple play, cunnilingus, cum-eating, squirting, tongue fucking, use of "princess" and "pretty girl" as pet name, pussydrunk!hinata.

notes . . . this is suuuper late, but this a piece from @mrskenmakozume 's simp me not collab that was basically way overdue and this is gonna be my sort of, late birthday gift/contrubution of the collab!

the sun was beating down on you even under the protective barriers of the two huge umbrellas over your heads. sweat rolled down your already flushed skin from the heat of the day.

hinata was only in his swimming trunks whilst you were in your bikini, the garment already proving itself to be irritating as it only gets soaked in your perspiration. you both fanned yourself desperately in hopes of cooling down your bodies.

your tongue ached for the cold, melting ice and something sweet to at least satiate your bitterness from the weather.

“do you want some lemonade, sho?” you asked, already reaching over the table next to you. the pool was just in front of you two, but neither of you wanted to take a dip. not just yet.

“hmm, yes, please.” was shoyo's lazy reply. he has his sunglasses on and it's hard to tell if he was half-unconscious or not, an arm draped over his forehead.

pouring the lemonade on two glasses, you then dropped an abundance of ice on both before handing it to your boyfriend.

“ohh, that's better!” he moaned. you don't know if it's because of the heat, or just hinata shoyo himself, but the way he moaned was downright pornographic to your ears that you can't help but rub your thighs together.

bringing your own glass to your lips, you purposefully let some of the liquid trickle down your jaw, to your chest and disappear between your breasts.

“ah! i've made a mess. now my bikini is ruined.” you pouted in faux sadness, looking down on the almost imperceptible stain on the cloth.

“hmm, what? let me see.” shoyo absentmindedly asked, getting up from his lounge chair and sitting down by your feet.

he then pulled up his glasses to his orange hair and leaned close to your chest to examine it.

“where is it? here?” he hummed low, lips dangerously close to your heated skin as he gazed at you from under his lashes. hinata reached your collarbones, lips brushing against it.

you shook your head, your thigh and knee bumping against his side as you rubbed your thighs together once more.

“here?” he mumbled, nipping at the bikini strap with his teeth. he paused to wait for your reaction. when you shook your head no again, he moved on.

“i bet it's here, isn't it?” he purred, face between your breasts. his hands held your hips down, thumbs drawing circles on your skin. his touch and his proximity are making you flushed with desire and melting you from the inside out.

“uh-huh,” you hummed, breath hitching when you felt him kiss your sternum.

“use your words, princess.” he smirked, peppering kisses on your chest.

“y-yes,” you gasped when hinata tugged your bikini top down, exposing your breasts to the humid air and making him hiss.

“fuck, you're so beautiful.” hinata stared in wonder and adoration as he took all of you in. he could stare at you forever and he'll never tire of it. “and all mine.”

he dove down between your breasts and lapped up the droplets of the lemonade, suckling on the skin and leaving marks behind. hinata also didn't forget to please your breasts, both of his hands coming up to squeeze and rub your tits, and pinch your nipples, playing with them as he pleases.

he left a hand on your left breast, occasionally squeezing and kneading as he traveled down your belly, leaving a trail of kisses until he reached your hips.

“so pretty for me.” shoyo bit his lip, smiling up at you all the while you're fighting the urge not to shove his head down between your thighs.

he wasted no time on untangling the knot of your bottoms and tossing them aside.

“spread your legs for me, pretty girl.” he tapped on the side of your thigh which you gladly obliged, letting him see how drenched you already are for him.

“hmm, i wonder...” he trailed off, leaning down and lapping a straight line from your entrance to your clit.

“sho!” you moaned, hand flying down to grip his hair.

“just as i thought, you taste just like lemonade.” the last thing you see was his hungry smile before he disappeared between your legs.

he has your clit sucked in his mouth, alternating between kissing and sucking it – prompting you to drip more of your cunt's wetness as he collects all of it in his tongue.

“fuck, shoyo! that feels so good.” you moaned out, your hips bucking against his face, and shoyo couldn't be any happier to be trapped between your gorgeous thighs.

he had reduced you to a mess within minutes he put his tongue on your pussy. you felt him move down between your folds, sucking each of them, before putting his tongue inside your entrance and fucking you with it.

“sh-shoyo! p-please, baby...i'm close!” you're not exactly sure what you're begging him for, but what you do know is that you need more to tip over that edge.

your constant pulling is making hinata groan in pleasure, the tightness of his trunks bordering on painful as he got drunk off of your moans and pleasure.

his sounds made you feel even better with the added vibration against you. shoyo went back to your clit and gave it all of his attention as he sucked on it hard, the obscene sounds your pussy is making as well as both of your moans making you clench around nothing, reaching your climax.

“fuck, fuck! shoyo, i'm cumming!” you gasped, feeling a heavy coil unravel within you as a warm sensation filled your belly.

“g-gonna make a mess!” you babbled, and shoyo tripled his efforts and kept sucking on your abused swollen clit as you thrashed and pulled on his hair.

then he felt it, the spray of your cum hitting his face, chest, and even getting some of it on his trunks. he cursed out loud as he rubbed your pussy softly, letting you ride out your orgasm, kissing both of your thighs.

“that was hot, baby. now i wanna see you make a mess on the both of us.”

#💟 signed and sealed by franz !#🌷hinata shoyo #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata x reader #hinata x reader smut #hinata shoyo x reader smut #hinata x reader thirst #hinata thirst #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader smut

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starsformyuniverse · 3 months

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|Reconciliation|Bokuto Kōtarō|

Synopsis: Y/n l/n and Bokuto live two completely different lives.Your settling down and in law school while he's still playing volleyball.With a shocking turn of events, will you two reconcile again?

AN: Sorry I been gone!just tired but I'm back and ready to give you guys more of stories! <3

|02: New Beginnings

Chapters:

|01: The first day of forever

You weren't the type to admit things, but this time, you couldn't back out of this one. You tried to shove it deep down, within you. Forget about it, move on with your life, but you know. Everyone knows. You would not even be surprised if Bokuto even knew. You never held anyone as close to your heart as you held Bokuto.

Shifting out of your thoughts, you sniffled and looked at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes were red and puffy, your mascara was stained from all the crying, and your hair was a mess. You looked like you lost a fight with a middle-school girl.

You laughed at that thought as you took a few minutes to do the daily tasks needed for human survival. You did your hair, took the makeup off and brushed your teeth. You threw on a pair of leggings and a blue sweater Akaashi let you borrow. You smiled as you looked way better.

Thank god for Akkasshi

"N/n! Are you coming??"Akashi asked.Snapping out of your thoughts, you quickly tried to find your shoes as you yelled back,"Yes! Hang on !"Akaashi was always so early to things.You on the other hand.. were not.You and Akaashi were going to go look at a roommate's apartment kinda thing. You both knew you couldn't stay there with your ex living there and all.You both also knew you could not stay with Akaashi. Even though you hadn't seen your ex in days, you still felt his presence as you stepped out into the living room of the apartment you guys shared." Ready?" He asked, giving you a warm smile as he opened the door out into the old moldy hallway that smelled of mill dew and old lady.

You hate change.It generally makes you psychically sick and sometimes really dizzy.It happened once in junior year of high school. You got sick during a big volleyball tournament and got genuinely really sick. You hoped and prayed that whoever this roommate was did not have a girlfriend or anything. The last thing you need is someone's crazy girlfriend up your ass anything to live with their partner as a roommate.

"Look...Um n/n I should tell you now",Akaashi trails off nervous as his eyes dart around waiting for your reaction.

"That apartment that is looking for a roommate… Is an old friend of mine." He trailed off. Your heart stopped. You felt nervous and very worried."... who?"you ask, trying not to make it obvious you were kinda getting worried . Akaashi wanted what was right for you. He knew this wasn't ideal, but he cared about you and wanted you to get out of that apartment with your ex.Your mind raced as he was silent.Who was it?? Oikawa?? No,he's in Argentina.Iwazumi?? He's with him out there. Hinata?? Your mind raced trying to scramble to find who was the candidate but Akaashi mustered up all his courage and with a big sigh and some worry he turns to you and says...

"Bokuto"

AN: Heyyy I am back!<;3

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vs-redemption · 2 years

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*Seeing your eyes flick down to his lips has him licking them in both nerves and earnestness. His grip on the train handle tightens to prevent himself from stealing a kiss right then and there. By gosh does he wanna feel your lips on his again*

*Your question about what he and Tanaka talked about has the urge settle down for a moment but, he gets flustered that he may have been misunderstood* “Ah! I asked him about training! For Tobio. And also cuz he was acting weird. Tanaka-kun is a personal trainer and senpai to Tobio so I thought that he could help me with trying to get the setter to open up while training. Sorry about the misunderstanding” *He clarifies while rubbing the back of his head sheepishly*

“Thoooough before we parted, he did say he’d kick my ass if I break your heart. I have no intentions of doing that, though. I’d like to cherish it if you let me” *His smile turning from embarrassed to affectionate has he adds on. You can see relief settle on his shoulder when you assure him that Daichi wouldn’t be so strict. He respects the former Karasuno captain and wants to at least get on good terms with your friends*

*Getting off the train wasn’t as bad as he thought; the crowd not as big nor frantic to descend. His arm tingles when you cling to him, throwing a glance over at you to make sure you weren’t getting squished. He has you two wait a bit on the side to let everyone else get through before heading out of the exit and right in front of the park. It’s a pretty sight of blooming cherry blossoms, little picnics, and vendor stalls lining the main park path. He grins widely and looks at you again to see your reaction* “It’s got people, but it’s not as crowded as the main city park. They’ve even got lanterns for those who stay until dark. It's gonna look really pretty,”

Hajime Iwaizumi

Oooh! *I blush, embarrassed that I’d misunderstood him and assumed that he and Tanaka had been talking about me. Of course, they’d just had a chat about training and stuff. I supposed I should be grateful that he had something to bond over with one of my most protective friends.* Good luck with Tobio. He’s a bit socially awkward. You might get him to open up by bringing up Hinata though. Those two had a bit of a rivalry.

*I freeze for a moment when he talks about cherishing my heart. It was such a sweet thing to say and even though this was only our second date, I knew he meant it. He had shown how caring and attentive he could be, and I felt sure that he wouldn’t lie about something like that. Still, I wondered if I was looking too much into his words.*

*Before I can think more on it, he’s gently guiding me onto the platform, through the exit, and out of the station. I gasp when the park comes into view and I turn to him with a big smile.* This is perfect! Thank you. *I’m excited enough that I bounce a little on the balls of my feet, eager to walk through the park and see all the flowers and maybe get something from one of the food stalls.*

*My thoughts drift back to the train though and I realize I never replied.* Hey Zumi? I’d like the opportunity to cherish your heart too. And I’m more than willing to trust you with mine. I know you’ll take good care of it. I… want us to be together.

#🏋️ iwa anon #BestAnonSquad #iwa anon #I want to be his girlfriend #bragging rights #I need them

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ykwrites · 2 years

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Meeting you

Pairing: Aone x f!reader.

Rating:NSFW mdni.

Warnings: It´s nsfw, so you can imagine, graphic descriptions of sx.Unprotected. Mentions of a!cohol.

Characters are aged up!

MY MASTERLIST

Parties, the weird social meetings were everyone gets drunk, dances and does stupid shit with their friends.

Tonight wasn’t different from others, the party was held in a house you already knew well, not your first visit, so after a few light shots and dumb dances, you messily returned to a spot that had become your favourite to relax in between the noise and crazyness, a yellow beat down couch, cozy but with a good view of everything so you could keep an eye on your friends.

Smiling, you watched some of them dancing like maniacs, jumping around like they were having the best time of their lives.

Apart from your friends, a lot of known faces crowded the place, people that knew other people but weren´t really close outside groups.

‘‘Y/n!’’Sugawara practically screamed into your ear, his voice as drunk as he was.

‘‘What?’‘you screamed back.

‘‘You want another drink?’‘he managed to say, shaking his full glass of alcohol in front of your face.

‘‘No’‘

‘‘Come dance later, I´ll be over there’‘

In his head, Sugawara probably pointed somewhere that made a lot of sense and not the ceiling, but alas he just giggled and left.

You were just tipsy enough to enjoy things without passing out or not controlling your body, and for now that was the perfect condition.

Kuroo tried to make you dance from afar, but you declined pointing that your feet hurt and actually took your heels off, at the same time someone sat down next to you.

Crossing your legs up and putting a pillow on your lap, you looked to see who it was, finding who your friends called ‘’the stone wall’’, a huge dude with white hair and a quite serious face.

‘‘You got tired too?’‘you asked, trying to start a casual conversation.

He turned to look at you,it surprised you to see his face instantly flushed and Adam´s apple moving when he gulped before responding.

‘‘My friends were bothering me’‘

‘‘Oh, mine do that too’‘laughing, you pointed at Sugawara making stupid faces from across the room.

‘‘They are good players’‘he said.

‘‘You guys are too, I saw you at last week´s match’’

‘’I know’‘

He did?, probably when Nishinoya screamed he looked and saw you cheering for your friends.

Talking to this guy was the equivalent of talking to a wall, and maybe that´s why he had the nickname and not because of his volleyball status.

‘‘What´s your name?’‘a mix of curiosity and finding him interesting made you ask.

‘‘Aone’‘

‘‘Nice to meet you, I´m Y/n’‘

‘‘I know’‘

‘‘You do?’’

‘‘Yeah, Hinata told me’’

‘‘That little tangerine’‘you joked, his face not cracking even a tiny smile ‘’Why is he talking about me to other people?’’

‘‘I asked him, I hope it doesn´t bother you’‘

It didn’t,having in mind you both moved in the same circle he would end up knowing anyway, but it surprised you that he asked specifically for your name when you didn’t cross a word with him before.

“Don’t worry”you smiled “it’s fine”

“I wanted to talk to you for a long time”

Now, picture this, the entire conversation had been and still was, you smiling and him showing no emotion apart from his cheeks slightly blushed.

“Why didn’t you?”

“You make me nervous”

Okay, his face STONE COLD but him saying that, started to get a bit weird, but still not uncomfortable, it actually got you more interested.

“You get nervous around girls in general? It happens to me with being social and all that, but I just drink to be brave and do it”you said, taking a sip of your drink.

“I don’t drink”

“I mean, whatever makes you happy”

“Would you dance with me?”

Quickly, you nodded and got up, offering your hand for him to take and drag him into the crowd of drunk people dancing. At first you stopped and looked at him, expecting a reaction or a move, because honestly he didn´t look like someone who dances and you ended up locking your eyes with his, moving slowly to the rhythm.

His eyes had something misterious about them, for some reason his intense gaze gave you shivers, and not in a negative way, it made you want to kiss him. Blame it on the alcohol.

Now small flashbacks of you and your girlfriends commenting about how you imagined some guys were in bed came flooding your judgement. He had been a topic of those conversations more than once, wondering how his huge size and emotionless face would play part in that case.

Deciding to spice things up, and still blaming it on the alcohol, you shamelessly took both his hands and placed them on your hips in an attempt to make him move with you. And so he did, letting you lead.

He wasn´t such a bad dancer, not good either but who cared, his eyes still locked on yours seemed much more important, like everything else disappeared around you until some asshole passing by pushed you so hard you slammed against Aone´s chest, resulting in him covering you with his arms and tensing up.

‘‘Are you okay?’‘he asked,sounding concerned and pissed off at the same time.

‘‘I´m good, thank you for catching me’‘

‘‘You´re welcome’‘

The smell of his cologne got in your system, butterflies in your stomach as you wondered why the hell this guy had you weak like this. Usually it was the oppostite, you having men weak.

It was a bit pathetic for you, he spoke about three words and didn´t express a single emotion but made you nervous? why?

Putting the pieces together, maybe shooting your shot wasn´t such a bad idea, and if he rejected you then whatever, life goes on.

Forming a small plan in your head, you stepped away from him and looked around, smiling when you found Sugawara right next to you, perfectly placed so you could snatch the shot in his hand and drink it. Your friend didn´t care at all, he smiled and waved at you, going back to dancing like nothing happened.

Aone on the other hand, showed the first emotion of the night, surprise with wide eyes, even more so when you held his wrist and dragged him out of the party and into the nearest empty bedroom.

‘‘Okay now, that´s better’‘you said locking the door ‘’some peace and quiet’’

‘‘Did you not want to dance anymore?’‘ he asked standing still as a rock.

‘‘I wanted to ask you something away from all that’‘

‘‘Okay’‘

‘‘Do you have a girl?’‘

‘‘No’’

‘‘Good’‘ inhaling deeply you gathered courage to keep going ‘‘Do you find me attractive?’‘

‘‘Yes’‘

‘‘Interesting’‘ with a smile on your face you slowly inched closer to him, step by step until your hands landed on his chest and you looked up trying to seem as sexy as the alcohol in you system let you ‘‘do you wanna kiss me?’‘

That last sentence was a mere whisper, sweet honey leaving your lips like music to his ears as he stared in disbelief waiting for someone to pinch him and see if any of this was real.

Aone´s gaze traveled to your lips, shiny and probably delicious with the peach lipgloss he saw you put on earlier that night.

Just before you chikened out from his lack of a reaction, he slammed his lips with yours with such passion that made you melt in his arms, linking your hands arund the back of his neck.

Aone was a dominant kisser, but still sweet and caring, soft with his touch.

‘‘I like how your lips taste’‘he said, one of his hands travelling up to hold your chin up, his thumb putting light pressure on your bottom lip.

‘‘Damn’‘that´s the only thing you said, your mind clouded with how much you wanted him.

‘‘What is it?’‘ he blurted out a half smile for the first time that night.

Cute.

‘‘Nothing, you look hot’‘ your voice was braver now that you knew he wanted you too.

‘‘Damn’‘ he imitated you ‘‘says the most gorgeous girl I´ve laid my eyes on’‘

‘‘Shut up’‘blushing, you pushed him slightly making him sit back on the bed and straddling his lap right after.

‘‘I like you’‘ he said.

‘‘I figured’‘you laughed, capturing his lips again and feeling tough hands on your waist ‘’I think I´m starting to like you too’’

‘‘That´s hard to believe, you´re way out of my league’‘

Who knew this gentle giant would be so insecure?

‘‘Not at all’‘trying to reassure him and make him feel better, you made a trail of kisses from his lips to his neck, biting and kissing the sensitive skin between words ‘‘you know what?’‘

‘‘Mhm?’‘he hummed with a deep voice, his breathing getting thicker.

‘‘My friends and I talk about you guys’‘

‘‘And what do you talk about?’‘ poor Aone tried so hard to focus on the conversation.

‘‘You know, girl´s things, like wondering how some guys are in bed’‘you felt his body twich and sneakily lowered yourself to feel the outline of his dick against your clothed core ‘‘You are one of our favorite topics, so big and misterious’‘

Aone´s grip on your waist tightened in a desperate attempt to move you against him, a deep growl leaving him when you did.

Your words felt like poison, and he knew you wanted to tease him.

‘‘Do you want to find out?’‘he asked, making you leave his neck and look at him.

‘‘Please’‘

The confirmation was music to his ears, before you could blink or react, he put your back against the mattress and towered on top of you, making the size difference much more noticeable now.

His lips were on yours quickly and one of his hands made his way down your body, exploring until he found the hem of your pants and undid the first button, the warmth of his skin brushing your lower stomach.

After a few moments of heavy makeout, Aone´s movements got hesitant and he broke away from the kiss to focus on you.

‘‘Do you really want to do this? we just met, and I won´t judge you if you want to get to know me better first’‘he said, making sure he had absolute consent.

‘‘I do want it, and I plan on getting to know you more after this’‘you answered, caressing his cheek and giving him a sweet smile ‘‘Do you want to do it? I won´t judge you either’‘

‘‘I´ve wanted to for a long time’‘his cheeks got even redder ‘‘And I don´t mean just sex, you know, I asked Hinata your name for a reason so I don´t want you to think it´s just that because I really like...

You cut him off with a kiss, not agressive or passionate but a simple peck so he knew you understood.

Aone´s eyes scanned your face before returning the kiss, deeper and much more exciting when you felt him smile against your lips.

There was something about him, a charm that envolved every sense and feeling in your body so fast it was ridiculous. He got you so distracted that you didn´t notice his hand creeping in your underwear until his big fingers run between your folds stopping to play with your clit. Naturally you gasped, moaning and biting his bottom lip as small shock waves of pleasure controlled your every move.

Just the thought of his fingers inside you was like a fever dream because of how thick they were and let´s not talk about his probably huge dick that you so badly wanted to touch and pleasantly slid down your hand to do so palming him outside his pants, hearing a moan in response.

‘‘Aone’‘you mewled in between moans ‘‘Please do something, I need you’‘

‘‘Let me do something first’‘

His hand left your core and you almost complained until you saw him trying to help you undress and doing the same right after, leaving you fucking speechles at the sight. That would either hurt or be the best hook up of your life.

Aone didn´t give you much time to stare, giving you a quick peck and continuing his way down your body, stopping to bite or suck on his favorite spots, neck, collarbone, nipples, down your stomach and then ding, his tongue gave a tentative lick to your already more than wet pussy. Your legs instinctively spreaded for him and the bastard looked up at you smiling and making sure you focused on his eyes while slowly inserting a finger and moving it in and out slowly, enjoying your reaction and licking your clit again, now applying pressure.

You couldn´t help but tangle your fingers in his hair and closing your eyes letting him do his magic. He truly listened and felt around to see how you were reacting, getting faster and rougher when he heard you almost screaming his name, curling his finger until he found your sweet spot.

‘‘Oh god’‘your voice came out shaky and he moaned against your clit, keeping up the pace.

Was this man really going to make you cum this fast? yes, apparently yes, because one moment your body was shaking with overstimulation an the other you came undone with a loud moan, your chest raising and falling at a rapid pace when he got up to kiss you.

He was so careful, taking time to let you calm down so you wouldn´t be so overstimulated while kissing you and caressing your hip. What he didn´t figure out was that you didn´t care about that, of course it was sweet, but having seen his dick just a few moments ago... you wanted him inside you now.

‘‘Please’‘

‘‘Mhm?’‘he asked not stopping the kisses.

‘‘I need you inside me’‘ with that, he had to stop and look at you.

‘‘I don´t want it to hurt’‘

‘‘I’ll tell you if it does’‘

‘‘Tell me and I´ll stop’‘

You eagerly nodded and observed him get slightly up and stroke his hard dick a couple times before lining it up with your hole and pushing it in slowly. Your attention was now on the beautiful sight of him stretching you out, still you felt his eyes on your face, making sure you were okay.

You were more than okay and raised yourself to kiss him, giving the cue that he was good to start moving.

Aone supressed a deep moan, thrusting rythmically with his hands squeezing harsh on your waist.

‘‘You feel so damn good’‘he managed to say.

His voice sounded almost distant, muffled with the pleasure clouding your brain, eyes tearing up already.

The sound of flesh slapping together and moans quickly filled the bedroom, thankfully you were almost positive no one heard over the loud music outside.

You truly couldn´t understand how Aone managed to make you feel this way so fast, the bastard already found your g spot and as soon as he saw you throw your head back and your face contorting with pleasure, he slammed inside you harder, making sure to get it every single time.

As much as you enjoyed this, he enjoyed the way your boobs bounced and how beautifully you squirmed and moaned under him.

Usually, you tended to be vocal in bed, but it was impossible to speak now, no direction or anything he needed to do it perfectly. It was like he understood your body better than you did.

A few minutes later you could feel an orgasm coming, Aone letting out a deep moan when he felt your pussy clenching around him and your movements getting sloppy, to wich he captured your lips one more time before making you cum on his cock and getting out of you to release himself on your stomach.

Both of you looked a mess, hair everywhere and sweaty.

‘’I´m sorry, let me see if I can find something to clean you up’’Aone said blushing and looking around, coming back in a short moment with a towel and lovingly cleaning you up.

‘’It´s okay, you don´t have to apologize for that’’you smiled for the millionth time that night, and all because of him.

‘‘I know, It´s just...you make me nervous’‘

‘‘Still?’‘

‘‘Yeah, I can´t help it’‘

Sitting up, you got close to his face, stunned that he got shy after what you guys just did. At the same time you found him so cute.

‘‘Are you going to be nervous every time we fuck from now on?’‘you teased, placing a soft hand on the side of his neck.

‘‘And every date we go on’‘he pointed.

‘‘That too?’‘you laughed.

‘‘Yes’‘

‘‘You´ll have me around a lot tho, you know, so it won´t be as hard to not be nervous’‘

‘‘I`d like that’’

#aone x reader #aone scenario #aone imagine #aone smut #aone takanobu smut #takanobu smut #takanobu x reader #hq smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu!!#fem!reader #hq x reader

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captnjacksparrow · 2 years

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I’m a strong believer that Sakura shouldn’t have been on team 7. It’s a big price to pay making one of your main characters nothing more than a shield and it’s just a waste IMO. Yeah, it’s to show Naruto’s selfless love for Sasuke, but I’m sure plenty of people would still recognize it if Sakura was a side character like Hinata was. If you’re gonna make a main trio, at least make it so all are enjoyable characters to watch. Don’t make a complete and utter bitch one of the mains we’re gonna follow for 700 chapters. And let’s face it, team 7 was never a love triangle. Sakura was just a 3rd wheel and nothing more. And a third wheel can still be good! Harry was a 3rd wheel with Ron and Hermione for 7 years, but everyone still loves them because he’s not like Sakura and he supports them and their relationship.

Yes, Naruto and Sasuke have an amazing story, but I wanted them to have a friend who wholeheartedly supports and loves both of them. Not a asshole who tears them apart and never truly cared for either boy. Make Team 7 like Team Minato, like the Amegakure Orphans, I don’t care! A trio shouldn’t be sacrificed for the sake of promoting a bond. A gay shield may have been needed, but team 7’s third member didn’t need to be a part of that, at least for me. Sorry if I’m sounding repetitive, I’m just pissed the main trio was ruined for the sake of Naruto and Sasuke, as much as I love the pairing.

Alright, Ted Talk over.

Well, Making Sakura into a likeable person would have definitely improved mine's, your's and everyone's viewing experience for sure... And I didn't have to make this face 😩🤬😡 everytime she appears onscreen.

But all the Main trio you've mentioned here consists of Hetero Pairings. YahiKonan, ObiRin, Ron/Hermione. Team 7 is widely different from this.

But more than being a Gay Shield... There's a big probability that we wouldn't have even found out that Naruto being attracted to Sasuke romantically, Thanks to Sakura.

And why do I say that??

Now... Just remove your SNS lens... And tell me what you infer from this panel???

"Sasuke, Where are you?"

Don't tell me this looks Gayyyish. It's actually nothing but Naruto was wondering as to where Sasuke was. It's a very simple panel. Atleast for now.

But now compare the above panel with the following and see how you feel!!!

"Sasuke-kun, Where did you go?"

Tell me what's the difference between the first panel and this one??!

She was totally brain rotten about Sasuke and was worried as to where he was... just like Naruto. We may hate Sakura but can you tell me that this is just some Platonic or Sibling-esque feelings???

No, Right??

Sakura's resigned posture and worried look shows that she loves Sasuke Romantically.

Take this another panel...

Naruto : Has he not recovered yet?

Sakura : Or Did something happened to him?

Both are saying the same thing... And showing the same feelings. But somehow, Naruto's reactions will never be seen as anything more than Friendly. But Sakura's expression will be seen as a Romantic Gesture. It's not just 1 or 2... There are around 17+ panels in this manga where Naruto and Sakura reacts the same way when it comes to Sasuke. And believe me, it's these little things that made me question Naruto's feelings... Like I didn't know exactly why but at some point I couldn't ignore them.

So, Naruto's panel alone will not give away the nature of his Feelings. At the very least, it might look like he is thinking about his Close Friend.

Now, if there's no entity called Sakura, I am pretty sure many of those Naruto's gestures would've been easily passed under the label of Friendship. But add Sakura to the mix, you get a suspicion as to why they are reacting in a similar way. Atleast, Perceptive viewers does.

If Sakura was a likeable 3rd wheel with feelings towards Sasuke, then nobody would notice Naruto's feelings....

Or If Sakura is a likeable 3rd wheel with no feelings towards Sasuke, then Naruto's gesture would be passed under friendship.

It's kind of a Catch-22 situation, you see. It's like I agree with what you say but also, Narratively... I understand why the author did what he did.

It's very very easy to write a Hetero Romance... All you have to do is to make a Girl and a Boy stare at each other for 30 secs... You can see a crowd who would shout Yay, Romance overflows!!! But to portray a Realistic Gay Romance in such a non-progressive Art Medium needs such a sacrifice.

#narusasu #sasunaru #sns #nsn

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emsvegetables · 4 years

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“iwaizumi ushijima atsumu and kageyamas reaction to their s/o wearing someone else’s hoodie or jacket like for atsumu it would be his s/o wearing otsamus?”

i hope interpreted it correctly!!! HAAHAH there’s mentions of nsfw which i why i tagged it nsfw!!! BAHAHAH HOPE THATS OK

Iwaizumi:

* his eyes WIDEN when he walks out of the locker room and sees you talking to the third years.

* no he’s not shocked bc you’re talking to them.

* he’s shocked bc you have someone’s jacket draped over you???

* and is that name on the jacket—

* OIKAWA.

* someone call the ambulance bc someone’s gg to die hahahah

* he’s walking quickly to you and you instantly turn to smile at him when Matsukawa gives a friendly wave to Iwaizumi.

* “Hajime! I—“

* IWAIZUMI GETS SO JEALOUS SO EASILY FIDIDJDJDJ

* he cuts you off by pressing a firm kiss onto your lips, and when he pulls away from you, there’s a glint in his eye that’s telling you to be quiet.

* you fall silent bc you need to listen to daddy.

* “IWA-CHAN! WHATS WITH THAT PDA HMM???”

* “shut up, Trashykawa.”

* and Oikawa looks so scandalised LMAOO

* “what did i do?” he whines LOL

* and Iwaizumi just roughly pulls off the jacket that’s covering you and throw it back at Oikawa LOL

* and you’re like. WHAT IS GOING ON

* then he pulls off his jacket and drapes it over you with a furrowed brow.

* and you’re like...OH!

* awww your iwa is a jealous porcupine!!

* Iwaizumi then leans forward to pull your arms into the jacket and takes the chance to whisper into your ear something that causes you to freeze.

* “i’ll remind you that you’re mine later, love.”

* AND THEN HES RUNNING AFTER OIKAWA TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF HIM FDJJDDJ

Ushijima:

* he frowns a little when he comes out of the locker room and sees you wearing the Shiratorizawa jacket.

* he’s like ? but i didn’t give her my jacket.

* then he’s looking down onto his body and he’s like. yeah. i didn’t give her my jacket.

* so he walks to you and stares at you when you smile at him.

* “what’s wrong, Toshi?” you say smilingly, and he furrows his brows at that.

* “who’s is that?” he asks bluntly, pointing at the jacket that you’re currently wearing.

* “oh! this is Goshiki’s!!! he lent it to me earlier on bc i was feeling cold,” you say cheerfully, and he’s like •_•.

* why does he feel so...weird on the inside?

* he’s JEALOUS LOL

* “you can wear mine if you want,” he says, and pulls off his jacket to hand it to you, and you vv confusedly accept it but you don’t know what to do bc now you have TWO jackets?

* “oh, it’s okay Toshi! i already have Goshiki’s after all,” you say, and pass him the jacket back.

* and he frowns.

* “i insist.”

* and you’re like...????? OKAY????

* and then he drapes his jacket over Goshiki’s one so now you’re wearing double layers!!!!!

* and LOL HIS JACKET IS WAYYYY BIGGER THAN GOSHIKI’S AHAHAAHAH

Atsumu:

* he comes out of the shower to see you lounging on the couch, and a small smirk appears on his face.

* but then???? you sit up straight to smile at him, and he notices something that you’re wearing.

* is that even your hoodie??????

* then you stand up to run to him to hug him, and his smile drops.

* bc that hoodie is most definitely not yours.

* it’s not even your size???

* “hey, ‘tsumu!” you say cheerfully, burrowing your head into his chest.

* and he raises a brow.

* “hey darl,” he says stiffly, “where’d you get your hoodie from?”

* and you tilt your head in confusion.

* “it was by the couch? and i was cold so i wore it. isn’t it yours?”

* OH.

* it’s Osamu’s!!!! his dear brother’s!!!!

* Atsumu laughs out a dark chuckle, and the look he shoots you 😳😳

* “you’d better take it off, sweetheart. that’s Osamu’s.”

* OH SHIT HE’S PISSED AND HE’S JEALOUS THATS NOT A GOOD COMBO FOR UR DOWN UNDER FIFJFJFKKF

* you take off the hoodie as fast as LIGHTNING!!!!!

* and then once your hoodie is off he’s picking you up and carrying you to the room.

* “‘tsumu—“

* “your pretty mouth had better be screaming out this name, sweetheart.”

* jddjdjdjdSJEIEIWIW

Kageyama:

* he tilts his head in confusion when he sees you wearing the Karasuno jacket.

* but he left his at home? why are you wearing it?

* so he trots up to you with confusion swimming in his eyes.

* “hey, Tobio!!!!” you say with a smile when you notice him coming up to you.

* and you raise a brow when he pulls on your jacket.

* “what’s wrong?”

* “what’s this?”

* he doesn’t even say it in a questioning tone. it’s a soft babyish one!!

* 🥺🥺🥺 Kageyama’s a soft boi.

* “oh, Hinata lent me his jacket bc he saw that i was cold,” you wave it off, and he pouts slightly.

* “???? Tobio??????”

* he doesn’t even know why he pouts LOLOLOLOL

* tbh i don’t think Kageyama gets jealous. he just gets confused AHAHAHAH

* so he’s like ? :(.

* and you’re like ? ??????

* “Tobio???????”

* “i would lend you my jacket, but i forgot to bring it.”

* oh :(. is your baby jealous?????

* you laugh, and lean forward to press a kiss onto his lips, “it’s alright, Tobio.”

* and he’ll kiss you back bc he knows you’re his girlfriend!!!!! and he wholeheartedly trusts you!!!!!

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veryblazedreamland · 2 years

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okay first of all, I like to see such reactions from another ship because I can see their side. But I'm sorry I can't help but laugh every time I read a post like this.

@animegirls-love

You expressed your opinion and therefore here's mine. This is gonna be a long one but I still have so much to say.

the worse is that you are ignoring the fact that Sakura abused Naruto. Or have you forgotten the her very first appearance is her hitting Naruto and later insulting the fact he has no parents.

You said I ignored that Sakura "abused" Naruto? If you watched other anime you'll mostly see female leads doing something like your so-called abuse to the mc. It's not abuse, it's a typical tsundere dynamic as well as comic relief that's popular in japan. If it's really abuse, Naruto should've hated her by then and stopped pursuing her. “Oh that’s because he’s just a kid” And so is Sakura. The thing that you said that on her first appearance she hit him (Manga: Chapter 3)? You have to get your eyes checked. Also the issue about her saying that he has no parents. Why don’t you look at it again —In the manga, not the anime because the studio did her dirty and observe carefully. And if you keep on insisting that it was her who said that, may I say that she’s a 12 year old kid and was influenced by her parents like most kids in Konoha. Moreover, in the manga Sakura cares for Naruto that during their mission towards the wave country and some ninjas attacked them she saved him by pushing him down to avoid an incoming attack. Also during other fights in the wave in which Sakura showed her admiration towards him. Also in the written and the rest of the chunin exams, she’s ready to sacrifice herself in order to protect him and Sasuke with all her might.

Let us not forget Sakura tried to manipulate Naruto’s feeling for her to get her way even faking a confession despite knowing what her friend Hinata feels for Naruto and almost died protecting him.

Next the pain attack and the fake confession AGAIN. This issue was dealt with by other NaruSaku fans and other non-shippers who really understood Sakura’s intentions. But obviously, you are too blind to see it and just wanted to justify your hate for her which is nonsense. I just want to clarify Hinata and Pain’s fight was like 2 panels in the manga so it’s hilarious how the studio made it so long lol. And her disturbance with their fight that almost got her killed was a stupid decision in my opinion because she almost put the entire remaining people alive in danger. Her love is so intense that it put everyone in danger. And what if Naruto unconsciously killed them and then revert back to his usual self, he would be in so much pain. Unleashing the kyuubi because Naruto got angry about Pain killing one of his dearest friends. YES. FRIEND was a very dangerous move. I’m sure Naruto will have the same reaction no matter who’s the person so long as they possessed that much importance to him. Furthermore, Sakura’s confession was not totally a lie and she really did love Naruto. She said that because she wanted to stop Naruto from chasing Sasuke because his life would be in danger. His life is much more important than Hinata’s confession because even though she almost died she still lived because of Sakura. Tell me that’s not love. Sakura wanted to chase Sasuke herself—she even thought about excluding Kiba, Lee, etc. because she also doesn’t want them to be in danger— and even came to the point of killing Sasuke because she cares for Naruto that much. But it didn’t happen because both of them are important to her.

Naruto did notice Hinata in both the manga and amine Naruto reactions to Hinata show he cares for her. The only reason more wasn’t shown is because Naruto was an action manga not romance, but there are clear signs of Naruto developing feelings for Hinata and Naruto saves, encourages her and senses her in danger during the war. So yeah Naruto did notice Hinata considering he was willing to rush off and help her during the final battle.

Yes, Naruto did notice Hinata because she really did care just like his other friends. The rest of your statements made me laugh so much. You saying that Naruto was an action manga and not romance, it’s true indeed. Which is why Sakura’s clear developing feelings for Naruto even though was not that clarified, it was pretty obvious she has feelings for him. And so did Naruto ever since he was a kid. “But in the Last —--” shut up. Every bit of that movie was and still is lame, BS, and boring that some people would fall asleep or leave the cinema. To be honest I really think the whole plot came from Fanfiction.net or Wattpad with Hinata-centric as a tag lol. Anyways, let me also clarify that Naruto rushing off to save your princess was a natural way to do for a friend. Hinata was not the only one he rescued, encouraged, and hurried to save, he did it to all the people who were important to him. Let me also add the fact that in Naruto's near-death experience, Sakura was the one who pumped his heart literally and breathed air into his lungs. Pointing out that she’s running out of chakra at that moment. She was so determined to protect him and his dream that she refused to let him die miserably.

Sure a ship where Sakura hits Naruto over every little thing even when he does no wrong and cares more about someone who left the village and tried to kill her and Naruto more the once.

This again.

They didn’t always support each other though at the start Sakura hated Naruto so much and didn’t care about him unless Sasuke was involved.

Sakura cared. I’ve said it in the first long paragraph.

NaruSaku will always be forced cause Sakura has no feelings for Naruto and will beat him all the time. Naruto deserves someone who is kind and caring and actually understands him instead of someone who hated and made fun of him for being an orphan. Someone who lied to him caused someone guilt-tripped her and she thought Naruto cared about Sasuke only cause of her. She doesn’t understand Naruto at all if she did she wouldn’t have tried to make him give up on Sasuke, she doesn’t understand what Naruto went through growing up.

I am not sure if you had an awful childhood that a dynamic like that irked something inside you or whatever. It’s not abuse and the studio exaggerated this in the anime but in reality (manga) she did not hit him that many times and it’s for comic relief. If it was really a real beating, his bruises will remain but they didn’t, the next panels after she hit him were normal like nothing happened. I will say this again, Sakura cares for Naruto that she’s willing to sacrifice herself for him. Move on from her kid version. Her character development is impeccable. Her understanding broadens the longer she spends time with Naruto. She didn’t totally lie. Talking about guilt-tripping. She realized that she was also at fault for putting him in danger because of the promise so in order to stop that she confessed her feelings. Next, You said she doesn’t understand him at all? And Hinata does? How? By watching from a distance? What does she know about his friendship with Sasuke and his journey growing up? You’re funny. Aside from Kakashi, Sakura’s the only one who shared Naruto’s despair about Sasuke because they spent their time together as a team since they were young. She witnessed their rivalry. Their hardships. In the shippuden, their relationship deepen and thus she began to understand him. If you even think about arguing using the Last movie or any filler from the anime. You lost because that movie is BS, even for non-shippers. NaruHina is forced even their confession was so bland.

#sakura haruno #naruto shippuden #team 7 naruto #naruto #haruno sakura #NaruSaku #pro narusaku #anti naruhina

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tadashiluvr · 3 years

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confessing to karasuno first years

scenarios

pairing: yamaguchi tadashi x gn!reader, kageyama tobio x gn!reader, tsukishima kei x gn!reader, hinata shoyo x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

a/n: sorry that tadashi's is short and that they all have poorly written endings, i couldn't come up with anything. also pls send requests, i have no ideas lol

as you stood at the front gate looking around for him your heart was beating out of your chest and your thoughts ran wild. 'will he accept? what if he already has a partner? what if he-' your thoughts were cut off by a call of your name and a hand lightly waving in front of your face, you lightly flinched back out of shock and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"sorry!" you said in unison. he lightly laughed and brought his hand to rest against the nape of his neck as he spoke, "so what'd you call me here for?"

"oh, yea, um, i like you a lot and would like you to be my boyfriend," you said, mentally cursing yourself for stammering.

he stood there is shock for a moment, he didn't think you'd be the type to prank him like this. he looked around to see if he could find your friends hiding and laughing but he saw no one. he was confused until he looked back at you and into your hopeful eyes.

you took his silence as a rejection. "it's ok if you don't like me back, tadashi," you stated, hurt badly hidden in your voice as you took a step away from him.

"wa-wait!" he started, a little too loudly, "i- uh- i like you too, i'd like you to be my partner."

"really?" you asked, looking at him with the same hopeful eyes from earlier.

"yes, of course," he said, flushed from ear to ear.

when you left a note, with a small heart at the bottom, on kageyama's desk telling him to meet you before afternoon practice you hadn't truly expected him to show, yet here he was, standing right in front of you.

"hey," he said.

"hey," you replied before mentally cursing yourself for being so awkward. you took a deep breath in before continuing, "so i told you to meet me here because i wanted to tell you something."

he looked at you with curious eyes, "what'd you want to tell me?"

'how hasn't he figured it out yet? i left a heart on the note and everything,' you thought before answering, "i like you."

"i like you too, you're a good friend."

"w-well, i meant that i like you," you explained, he still looked confused so you continued, "in a more-than-friends way and i was wondering if you wanted to be my boyfriend."

his face immediately flushed and he began stammering, "oh- well- i- you-" he stopped trying to speak and took a breath to calm himself. "i like you too!" he finally said, almost as a shout, "and i'd like to be your boyfriend."

you immediately lit up, "really?" he nodded in response. "thank you, tobio!" he looked as if he was about to pass out at the use of his given name with no honorifics.

you had been friends with tsukishima for a little while, well as close to friends as you can get with tsukishima unless you're yamaguchi, and recently you began to harbour feelings for the boy. you've experienced his sarcastic and semi-mean personality firsthand so you knew you couldn't confess to his face out of fear that he would laugh in your face and turn you down so, instead, you wrote a note of your feelings.

you handed tsukishima the note at the end of the school day and told him, "don't read this until you're home." he was quite suspicious of what it might be and his suspicions were almost 100% confirmed when he turned it over and noticed that the envelope was held closed with a small pink heart sticker, still, he respected your wishes and didn't read it till after he arrived at his house.

as he read your emotion filled letter, he felt his heart began speeding up. he had thought you would never return his feelings because he wasn't the nicest. he didn't know what to do, should he text you? call you? speak to you in person?

you received a text from tsukishima that read, "we need to talk." you immediately panicked, 'oh god, he doesn't return my feelings and he thinks i'm an idiot and i ruined our friendship-' your thoughts were cut off by another text from him, "meet me tomorrow, before school, at the front gate." your worries somewhat subsided as he was still fine with speaking to you in person. you quickly wrote back, "ok" and tried to sleep so you could be early tomorrow and look nice.

as you walked up to the gate the next morning you saw tsukishima already there, he probably just came from morning practice. "hi," you lightly spoke.

"hey. so, i got your letter," he started. you looked at him with worry written on your face. "why do you look so scared? i'm trying to tell you that i like you too."

at that moment you weren't sure if your heart beat faster than it ever has before or if it completely stopped but you, somehow, still smiled at him. "so, like, are we dating now?"

"isn't that the whole point of confessing?" he asked, sarcasm laced in his voice.

you lightly giggled and averted your eyes, "yea, i guess you're right."

you and hinata had made plans to hang out at a cafe after hinata's practice. you had gotten here about 5 minutes ago and were waiting for hinata's arrival. you watched the beautiful sunset outside through the floor to ceiling window that sat at the front of the cafe. while watching, you caught sight of hinata sprinting down the sidewalk and let out a small chuckle. he quickly opened the door and sat down across from you.

"oh my god, i'm so sorry i'm late, practice ran long today and i lost track of-"

"hinata, it's fine, just relax," you cut him off with a giggle. his face flushed as he heard your laugh, no matter how many times you said you don't like your laugh it always sounded like music to his ears

he admired you for a moment before the waitress came and asked for your orders.

"how was practice today, hinata?" you asked after she took your orders.

"it was good! i did so many spikes like WOOSH and then POW, it was so fun but i missed a receive and kageyama started yelling at me," he answered before grumbling about how he hates when kageyama yells at him.

"that sounds like a lot of fun," you told him as the waitress brought you your drinks and snacks. you quickly thanked her before taking a sip of your drink.

"oooh, can i have a sip?" hinata asked, excitedly.

"yea, sure," you said handing him your cup.

he took a sip and said, "that was so good! do you want a sip of mine?" he handed you his cup and you took a sip.

"yours is good too, hinata," you said. immediately after you spoke, you became flustered. 'was that an indirect kiss?' you thought, putting your hand to your lips.

"hey, what's wrong? you look like you just saw a ghost. wait, did you see a ghost?!" hinata said with more panic lacing through his voice with every word he spoke.

"no, hinata, i didn't see a ghost," you reassured him, waving your hands in front of you. "i just need to tell you something."

"oh, what's up?" he asked, tilting his head like a dog.

"well, i like you and was wondering if you wanted to date," you said, slightly scared for his reaction.

"uhhh, what?" he asked, confused.

"i said i like you, hinata," you reiterated, even more scared for his response after his previous reaction.

"no, i heard you, i just thought we have been dating. isn't this, like, our 5th date?" he questioned.

"i just didn't think we were dating since neither of us confessed," you explained.

"oh, well, i like you and want to date you too."

"i mean, i would hope you like me since you thought we were dating already," you said with a laugh, him quickly joining in with the laughter.

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volleychumps · 4 years

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hi!! i just wanna say i love your writings sm!! and umm,, is it okay if i request a scenario/headcanon of oikawa's reaction about finding out his gf who is sugawara's younger sister and sugawara's reaction finding out that his sister and oikawa is in a relationship? oh, sugawara found out when karasuno was first meeting seijoh for the practice match! if you dont mind doing this and i hope its not too confusing and too much;; ps. i really really really LOVE your writings! keep up the good work!!

Your Boyfriend’s Who? (Oikawa x reader)

the one in which Sugawara finds out his little sister is dating the star setter of Aoba Joshai~

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“Suga! What did you do to make Y/N cry again?”

“What are you-?” The gray-haired setter narrows his eyes at your sniffling figure behind the back of his team captain, hanging his head before releasing a deep sigh when you grin, signaling they had been crocodile tears all along. Daichi continues to stare at him scarily with crossed arms as you tug on the captain’s sleeve “sadly”.

“I told her she had to sit in the stands and not bother those three on the lineup!” Suga juts his chin in the direction of said three as Ennoshita boos along with Narita and Kinoshita.

“Booooo, we already told you she wouldn’t bother us.”

“Y/N could always sit with me.” Kiyoko pipes up and your eyes glimmer with hope as Suga groans dramatically with a hand on his forehead as the team finishes unloading their stuff from the bus.

“Kiyoko please not you too-”

“The council has spoken!” Tanaka booms as he lift you up onto his shoulders, your fellow first years holding in their laughs at the look of dismay on Tsukishima’s face as passerbys ogle the team oddly.

“What are you even doing here?” Suga questions with an eyebrow arched, and you grin a little sheepishly as you rest your chin on Tanaka’s shaved head. Daichi palms his face, wondering why your brother wouldn’t ask that question as soon as he saw you on the bus.

“Um, when you asked mom to sign that paper excusing you from classes she signed one for me too-”

“Mom what-”

“She’s smart. Let her have this.” Tanaka sticks his tongue out as you mirror that action, and Suga groans as Daichi sends you a look saying don’t do it again.

“Sorry Suga-nii.” You mock pout at your brother’s defeat as Suga clicks his tongue, but says nothing as you all file into the practice court, your face blanching when you realize just what school you had snuck your way into.

“On second thought, I want to go sit in the stands with the rest of the audience-”

“What? No, stay- you gave everyone the trouble.” Suga scolds as he sits you down on the bench next to Kiyoko like a child. “Now don’t make even more.”

At your pout, Suga hesitates before kissing the top of your head and jogging off to the court. “Be good. Watch her like a hawk, Kiyoko.”

“Stop acting like I’m some sort of criminal!”

“You are a criminal.” Suga calls back as you deflate, Kiyoko giggling by your side as she tilts her head in question.

“Why would you want to go sit in the stands, Y/N-chan? Didn’t you want to watch up close?”

“That was before I realized what school Karasuno had a practice match with.” You look around nervously, deeming it fine as long as that certain someone took a hint and didn’t approach you during the match.

“What’s wrong with Seijoh?” Kiyoko questions further as you lean into her shoulder as the team begins warming up, and you let out a nervous chuckle before leaning in to whisper in her ear, cupping your mouth.

“My boyfriend goes here, and he may or may not be on Aoba Joshai’s volleyball team-”

“You have a boy-?!”

“Sh!” You put a finger to your lips, glancing around worriedly before nodding your head yes. “But I don’t think he’s dumb enough to come up to me-”

“Think? Suga and Daichi would rip him to shreds!”

“True, but I’d like to give him a smidge of credit.” You shrug, frowning in worry as Seijoh comes out onto the court, the bestfriend of your boyfriend raising his eyebrows in surprise as Iwaizumi stalls for a second.

You panic when Hanamaki and Matsukawa raise a hand to you in greeting, grins faltering when you make a cutting motion with your hand across your neck, waving it back and forth while mouthing you don’t know me.

Looks of realization pass the third-years faces as Matsukawa and Hanamaki laugh, Iwaizumi sighing and hanging his head while massaging his temple. You grin nervously as Iwaizumi sends you a message, tapping away on his phone.

Your team doesn’t know?

-Worse, my team and my brother don’t know.

You’re so dead.

-Where even is he?

Coming l8r.

-That’s good then, right?

Iwaizumi pockets his phone into his gym bag after scoffing at your message, shooting you a warning look like this won’t end well as you wave it off, the match finally starting after Karasuno finishes warming up.

You keep worriedly glancing at the entrances to the school as Hinata and Kageyama help pull a good lead over the opposing team, Kiyoko not being able to hide her hum of amusement.

“Scared?”

“Very.” You bite your thumb, noticing that the game was near it’s end before relaxing a little. “Maybe he won’t even play-?”

“Coach! I’m here!”

“Ooooor maybe not.” You sink in your seat, spinning around in the other direction to face away from Oikawa Tooru as Kiyoko lets loose a few more giggles.

“That’s him?”

“...yeah.” You cover your face in embarrassment as you wonder if this was the day your brother finally disowned you.

“He’s...a crazy good player.” You hear Takeda-sensei mumble, and you can’t help but glance behind you to see your boyfriend in action. To your absolute dismay, chocolate eyes met yours as you spin back around quickly, heart hammering in your chest after seeing that Oikawa had smiled immediately at the sight of you.

“...he saw you, didn’t he?” Kiyoko whispers as you nod, saying your prayers as the game finally ends. You flinch when Suga’s voice sounds behind you, the players all gathering around for towels and water as you sheepishly turn back around for the umpteenth time.

“What’s with you, oh wonderful sibling of mine?” Suga quips, handing you one of the few juices in the cooler as you laugh, a bit too loudly before poking the hole with the straw.

“Nothing. Good job win-huh?” Your eyes widen when you see that the score gap had been lessened drastically, Karasuno just barely pulling ahead by a few points as pride flutters in your stomach at your boyfriend’s doing.

“Ugh, I’m tired.” Suga collapses next to you, leaning his head on your shoulder as you go to shove him off.

“You didn’t even play-”

“Just shut up and let me sleep.”

“Y/N, what do you wanna eat-?” Daichi begins to question, before a voice so familiar sounds that almost has you running out of your seat, not prepared at all.

“You came with the team to see me, Y/N-chan?” Oikawa’s head pops up between Kageyama and Tsukishima, easy grin faltering at the sight of your brother’s head on your shoulder.

Oh this would not end well at all.

“Y/N...chan...?” Suga lifts his head, eyes questioning as he turns to you. “You know him?”

“I’d appreciate it if you weren’t so buddy-buddy with my girlfriend, you a classmate of hers?” Oikawa tilts his head, grinning with no kindness behind it as you put your face in your hands.

You can feel Suga’s burning stare as you escape to hide behind a sighing Kiyoko, the entire Karasuno team on edge as Sugawara rises to his feet, holding a hand out to your boyfriend with a matching grin.

“Try her brother.”

Oikawa’s face falls, and in any other situation, you would have laughed.

“You...have a brother?”

“You’re dating the setter of Seijoh?!”

“Ladies please, not all at once.” You attempt to joke, Tanaka the only one to throw his head back in laughter as Kiyoko stifles a laugh into her palm.

“Okay, yes to both of you.” You go to stand next to Oikawa with a sigh, looping your arm with his before offering a sheepish smile. The cat was out of the bag, anyways. “Everyone, meet Oikawa Tooru, my acquaintance-”

“Her boyfriend. Pleasure to meet everyone!” Oikawa corrects as you nudge him, the setter moving to interlace your fingers with his before pulling you to his side, eyes narrowing at the sight of Kageyama.

“Nice to see you again, Kageyama-Kun.”

You sigh at the fact that there was more tension between him and his junior than there was with your brother before swatting Oikawa in the side, him whining before pouting at you.

“Do you even love me?!”

“Of course I do...don’t. Of course I don’t.” You falter at the hardened gazes of both Daichi and Suga as Tsukishima whistles lowly, enjoying the drama as Yamaguchi nudges him in disapproval.

The silence that settles isn’t a pretty one as Oikawa chuckles a tad nervously, kissing your cheek before spinning on his heel.

“I’ll take you out after this-?”

“She’ll be eating with us, thanks though.” Daichi cuts him off as you groan, mouthing a yes behind his back before Oikawa’s lips stretch into a half-smile before nodding once to your brother. He waves backwards as he walks off to his team.

You smile in thanks to both Hanamaki and Matsukawa who were both sending sorry stares to you while Iwaizumi rightfully hit Oikawa upside the head for his stupidity, scolding him about telling him not to as Oikawa whines.

“So,”

You hide even further behind Kiyoko with a I can explain kind of smile fills your features as Suga crosses his arms, the entire Karasuno team looking at you in accusation. Your brother’s lips stretch into a kind smile as he tilts his head, Daichi and Kageyama crossing their arms beside him.

“You have a lot of explaining to do.”

“Before or after my date with my hot setter boyfriend-”

Needless to say, the surprise meeting between your brother and boyfriend from rival teams did not go over the team of Karasuno too well.

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taones · 3 years

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𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Characters: Tanaka, Oikawa, Hinata, Bokuto

Notes: this request took absolutely ages, it was one of the first asks I ever got on here I’m sorry @scraggylovesanime ily hope you like them mwah <3

Warnings: They get handsy at several points, suggestive, mentions of people hitting on the reader

Part 2 - Coming soon

@prettysetterbaby cause you’re a cultured Tanaka simp baby and the only person on my taglist sjdjdjd

Tanaka

↬ You know the Tom & Jerry heart eyes face? yeah that's him

↬ He’s such a simp for you he can barely hold it all in when he sees you in slightly tight clothes let alone a whole swimsuit, whatever your choice of swim gear is

↬ Verbally says ‘wow’ when he first sees you not even lying, his nose may as well be bleeding because you broke his brain for a solid 5 minutes there

↬You could be wearing a whole wetsuit and his jaw would still drop like you were completely naked

↬ Warning, he becomes a lot more handy like there is no way his hands aren’t sneaking down to squeeze your ass when you come over for a kiss (obvs only if you’re okay with it)

↬ You’re on his lap or touching him pretty much the entire time because he doesn’t want anyone else seeing how gorgeous his s/o is however he’s stuck because he also wants to show everyone how gorgeous you are

↬ Muttering things like ‘so sexy’ and ‘all mine’ between kisses because he’s a whore but specifically for you <3

↬ If you were nervous about it, you’re definitely not now because he’s quick to become soft Ryu when he notices and kisses under your ear, whispering about how amazing you look

Hinata

↬ Congrats, you have actually just killed a man

↬ No really, he stops functioning and goes bright red. He’s kinda uses to seeing a lot of people in bikinis and the tightest excuses for swim shorts since his time in brazil but nothing ever affects him like you do

↬ When you giggle at his reaction he’ll snap back into it but be prepared for a whole bunch of word vomiting about ‘oh my god you’re so pretty’ and he is trying so hard not to stare at your chest/ass but he can’t help it

↬ It’s so cruel to tease him like this but it’s also so funny to see the way his ears burn and he has to bite the inside of his cheek whenever you bend over and ask him to put sunscreen on your back

↬ He get’s sick of your teasing eventually and kinda just tugs you into a hug to tell you how pretty he thinks you look, even if he does stutter a little you don’t mention it

↬ Makes sure you put a lot of sunscreen on, not only because he wants to prevent skin issues but also because he wants as much time being able to stare at you as possible

↬ You find yourself going on a lot more beach trips after that, specifically ones that Hinata’s friends ‘just can’t make’

Oikawa

↬ he probably helped choose the swimsuit let’s be honest, or he brought it for you because we stan sugar daddy oikawa

↬ when you come out of the changing room/bedroom etc the first thing he’s gonna do is chuckle and pull you towards him by the waistband/straps of your costume for a kiss

↬ It’s not his fault his hands end up in not so innocent places

↬ For real though, he’s really sweet about it and will hype you up if you’re even the slightest bit uncomfortable in what you’re wearing

↬ ‘what are you talking about y/n? You look so good I want to keep you all to myself’ what a sweetheart

↬ You end up late to wherever you’re going if you decide to show him while you’re still in the privacy of your home or hotel...but he’s not opposed to a well hidden changing stall either

↬ Whatever you do, you’re getting yelled about to anyone and everyone who will listen. And by that I mean every social media that Tooru has is getting spammed with photos of his ‘stunning s/o’ that he loves a lot

↬ It’s nothing compared to the sweet comments he whispers i your ear when you’re sitting on the beach though

Bokuto

↬ Wholesome, such a sweet man but at the same time he is the opposite

↬ Will totally spin you around and yell about how he’s so lucky and you look amazing in the swimsuit you picked out until his lungs hurt and you’re a giggling mess

↬ And keeps making comments throughout the trip about how you should go to the beach or the pool more often because he likes seeing you in a swimming costume

↬ His probably matches yours on purpose because he wanted it to be like a cute couple thing (please i’m so soft) if yours is black then his is or if you have stars on yours then he does too

↬ Bonus points if you’re a guy or wear swim shorts instead of bikini bottoms/on top of your swimsuit because he will literally buy the same ones as you

↬ What he doesn’t tell you is that he likes doing this so he can let people know you’re his

↬ Which is where the not-so-wholesome part comes in because the moment he sees someone else staring then He’s gonna be behind you or pulling you onto his lap and kissing you or your neck

↬ He makes a whole show of showing whoever it is, and the whole damn beach, that you’re his even if he keeps his sunny disposition when talking to you

↬ ‘Oh it’s nothing baby, just because you look so cute baby’ he’ll say as if his hands aren’t situated firmly on your ass in full view of the guy that was staring at you

Remember that reblogging helps content creators my loves <3

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Pretty Smitten | Kuroo Tetsurou

Harry Potter x Haikyuu!!

Summary ◇ it's like second nature for Slytherin's beater Kuroo to always find something to tease you about, until his best friends Bokuto and Tsukishima make him realize it might hide something more.

Genre ◇ hogwarts au! Slytherin! Cocky Kuroo x Hufflepuff f!reader, mentions of Bokuto, Tsukishima, Hinata, Oikawa, Daichi etc...

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Thwap!

You duck out of the way just in time to evade the bludger that zips across your head, so close you feel it brush against your ear as your broom zooms you out of the way. The wind isn't making it easier as it tugs at your clothes, weighing you down while you keep on flying around the court with eyes as alert as a Hawk's for the disappearing snitch.

In truth, you don't really enjoy Quidditch all that much. It was merely due to the captain of the Hufflepuff Team, Daichi, who cornered you upon having accidentally caught sight of your flying skills one winter afternoon. He'd grown to be one of your close friends though, which always makea it hard to pull out and whenever you do mention that maybe it is time for the team to take in a new Seeker, he'd instantly change the subject.

And you wouldn't have been so adamant on trying to force your way out of the team. If not for a particular raven-haired Slytherin Beater.

Speaking of the devil. There he is, that familiar crooked smirk dangling upon his lips as he lazily flies over to you.

"Y/N, aren't you a little laid back!?" He calls out and you roll your eyes, pushing yourself forward to fly as past away as possible.

Too late. He catches up quickly enough, grin widening as he continues, "I know we said it's a practice match but come on, could've put some more heart into it."

Throwing him a scowl that would've scalded anyone but himself, you accelerate your speed. As expected, he follows, "so I heard from Kenma that you failed your Potions midterm. Not that I'm surprised really, you never really had a talent for--"

"How is that any of your business?" You mutter, adamantly fixing your gaze on Daichi so as not to accidentally push Kuroo off his broom.

What a nice thought indeed.

"Aha, that's where I come in. Fortunately for you, I am quite adept at Potions see. I could teach you," from your peripheral you notice him wriggle his brows and you roll your eyes, "for free."

Your knuckles turn white as they tighten around your broom handle.

"No thanks."

"You sure wanna pass this up?" He suddenly leans a little closer, smirk widening, "you could totally exploit this sexy brain of mine."

"What do you want from me, Kuroo?"

"Nothing much, just your dear old grumpy self," he replies cheerfully.

Your scowl deepens. But the offer is tempting. Potions is the only subject that you cannot get your head around and while you are aware of Kuro’s ginormous, self-inflated ego, you also know from a few of his classmates -- Daichi and Suga-- that he is quite the prodigy at Potions.

But you don’t want to give him that satisfaction. You don’t want to give him more reason to get cocky and start another round of endless teasing where you’ll never hear the end of it.

So you just press your lips together and mumble out a, "we'll see."

"Atta girl," and he waves a goodbye, but not before reaching over to ruffle your hair until your ponytail is barely hanging together, and you yelp in anger, having half a mind to really push him from his broom this time only to see him fly away just in time, that crooked chesire cat smile on his face.

Idiot.

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"Hey hey hey,” Kuroo knows without looking that this voice belongs to none other than one of his two best friends, Bokuto Koutarou. It was a surprise really, that him and Bokuto had stuck together throughout all these years, considering that Bokuto was a Gryffindor, and him a Slytherin.

An arm drops onto his shoulder, his best friend’s grey strands tickling Kuroo’s cheek, “I saw Y/N today. She looked cute.”

The Slytherin Beater snorted, “Cute is an overstatement.”

“Ah Kuroo, seems you’re as oblivious as always,” Bokuto let out a heavy sigh as he plopped himself onto the library bench next to him, “do you realize that you spend more time in the library just so that you can see her?”

“Bullshit. I come to the library to study,” the raven-haired man gestures towards his Defence of Dark Arts book currently sprawled out before him, which causes Bokuto’s eyebrow to raise in curiosity, “like hell you’re actually studying. Now tell me,” he leans closer, voice dropping to a murmur, “do you like her?”

Kuroo’s brain actually backfires. He bursts out laughing, “what?!” he exclaims so loudly that it earns the pair a few glares thrown their way, to which they silently bow their heads in apology.

Bokuto turns back to him, “Wow, Tsukki was right. You are thicker than you seem to be, despite that brain of yours.”

"What?” Kuro frowns as he protests, “I’m not thick. And--you guys talk about me behind my back?!”

“Of course we do,” Bokuto rolls his eyes as if it’s obvious before settling his chin into his palm, “especially since we’re curious as to why you enjoy spending your time with that little Hufflepuff mouse of yours--”

“She’s not mine, and I definitely don’t enjoy spending time with her,” Kuroo can feel the heat travel all the way to his face, blossoming through his cheeks as embarrassment curls in his stomach, “I just--”

“You just like seeing her face.”

Both men turn towards the new alto to see the Ravenclaw prefect, Tsukishima, pull out a chair to sit himself opposite Kuroo before taking out his piece of parchment and ink.

“Not you too?” Kuroo groans, head dropping to his book.

“Also, you might want to stop flirting with her while we’re on the Quidditch pitch,” Tsukishima continues nonchalantly without looking at him, long fingers turning through the pages to find the section he’s looking for, “I almost got my arm torn off by that Bludger, no thanks to you.”

"I wasn’t flirting with her.”

“I don’t care. Just don’t do it during practice. It’s annoying,” the blonde smirked at Kuroo’s frustrated expression.

“I was only asking whether she’d like some help with potions. Kenma told me she failed her last midterm. I was trying to be nice.”

“Oh? Not because you actually wanted to spend more time alone with her?” Bokuto wriggled his brows suggestively, cackling like a crow when Kuroo responded by shoving his shoulder, “no! I don’t even see her that way. She’s not my type--”

“Oya oya oya, speaking of the devil,” Bokuto’s hand plonks onto Kuroo’s hair before twisting it in the direction of the library entrance. A second later, you appear looking a little disgruntled, if not mad.

Realizing that Bokuto’s hand is still weaved into his hair, Kuroo bats it away with more violence than necessary, which gets him a pointed look from Tsukishima’s golden orbs that he responds with a scowl of his own. But before he can voice out how annoyingly invested the pair seemed to be in his love life, he feels a hand tapping him on his shoulder.

Surprise causes him to frown at the sight of you.

“If it isn’t my dear little Hufflepuff,” Kuroo’s mouth widens in that signature smirk while crossing his arms over his chest, “what can I help you with?”

“Kenma told me that you’d be here,” you say.

“Mhm?”

“And I--” you bite your lip before averting your eyes and something in Kuroo stirs because goddamn he’s quite excited about what will fall from your mouth next. But he keeps his silence, waiting for you to battle it out with your pride, “I was wondering whether the offer still stands. For--tu--tutoring.”

Your cheeks are blazing red at this point but Kuroo finds it somewhat adorable, what with the fact that you are dressed in an oversized Hufflepuff sweater that basically swallowa you whole.

He forces his expression into a somewhat amused smirk, a little coy, just enough for you to get flustered, “what made you change your mind?”

“My grades.”

In the background, Tsukishima snorts. You flush a deeper red if that’s even possible.

“Alright, sure,” Kuroo grins up at you, mischief swimming in those golden feline orbs, “but on one condition.”

“I thought you said it was free.”

“I decided it’d be more fun to have you indebted to me.”

Letting out a heavy sigh, you press your lips together, “what then? What do you want?”

“I’ll let you know the details later,” he grins at you, “still haven’t figured it out yet.”

A few beats of silence pass between the two of you as you consider his offer, and he can certainly see the way your own pride measures up against your desperation, the way your orbs display your uneasiness as clearly as crystal water. It’s impossible for you to lie, but Kuroo hasn’t noticed how endearing it is, up until now.

And then, he hears Bokuto’s voice in the back of his mind:

Do you like her?

Kuroo blinks. Of course he doesn’t. Of course he doesn’t.

He doesn’t. He does not.

Right?

“Fine,” your voice brings him out of his inner turmoil, “we have a deal.”

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If someone had ever told you that one day you’d be sitting by Kuroo’s side to spend more than three hours sticking your noses into your Potion’s back, and actually enjoying it, you would’ve burst out laughing in their faces.

But that is exactly what you are doing right now. And no one is laughing. Definitely not you.

To be fair, Kuroo is not that bad of a tutor. He actually gets pretty into it once he calms down from his teasing high, which is quite a surprising feat considering that you have never seen him serious whenever you were around. It’s always about pricking you with his comments, saying stuff that will get under your skin just enough to get a reaction out of you.

The first time you met up in the library, you had mentally prepared yourself so that you wouldn’t murder him halfway into the lesson. Your Hufflepuff counterparts had definitely been surprised, not just because your personalities and houses couldn’t have been more different if they tried, but because Kuroo had a reputation of a playful troublemaker, the kind that you usually stayed away from at all costs.

“Are you sure this isn’t a trap, Y/N?” Your other close friend and classmate, Nishinoya Yu, had lifted his knife into the air with an aggressive swipe, “I can come with you and stab him if ever he does something--”

“Noya-kun I think I can stab him myself,” you reassured him through a mouthful of cereal.

“Kuroo’s not all that bad,” Daichi had suggested tentatively, though you’d snorted in response. Yeah right, not all that bad? That was a word you could not associate with Kuroo Tetsurou.

“If he pisses you off too much just ignore him,” Kenma had simply stated when you sought out his point of view on the matter, which seemed quite logical, a suggestion that you definitely took into consideration as you’d marched towards the library doors.

But all your efforts had been in vain. Sure, Kuroo had been his usual teasing self, ruffling your hair too many times that you could count and constantly snickering into his palm whenever you got your potions and terms all mixed up. But to your ultimate surprise, he’d been quite attentive to your needs and constantly fact-checked whether you’d understood the concept before continuing his explanation. More often times than none, you had found yourself gazing at his features as a realization settled deep into your mind; that Kuroo wasn’t all that bad looking after all, and that there was some kind of charm to his messy bed of raven hair and that smirk that seemed to infuriate you to no end.

He’d even accompany you back to your dorm whenever you ended late albeit the fact that Slytherin and Hufflepuff weren’t that far apart. The chivalry touched you, despite it coming from the Slytherin Beater.

“Who would’ve thought the almighty Kuroo would be walking me to my door,” you comment on the first night it happens as you reach the said portrait leading to the Hufflepuff dormitory, “how surprisingly romantic of you.”

You look up at him and your eyes can’t help but trace the span of his shoulders, taking note of his height and-- has he always been this tall? He’s a giant in comparison to your tiny figure of one hundred and sixty-three centimetres.

He merely chortles at your statement, “please, romance comes naturally to me,” he gestures his hands with extravagance to prove his point.

"Sure, big guy. If reciting off science puns at me counts as being romantic.”

“Oi! They’re funny okay!? You laughed.”

“Yeah, ‘cause you’re pitiful.”

He shoves your head to the side playfully in response and you yelp, hands flying up to fix your ponytail for the nth time that night, “stop touching my head or I might think it’s your fetish or something.”

“Even if it was, yours would be the last I’d be attracted to.”

You chuckle, “try harder Kuroo. Your comebacks suck.”

“Oh shut up midget.”

“Who’re you calling a midget?!”

Maybe it’s the fact that you’ve been spending a lot of time in Kuroo’s presence that he grows on you, or maybe it’s the fact that he might not be as bad as you thought he was. But it turns out to be more comfortable to spend time hanging out with him, familiar in ways and yet exciting, thrilling. He’s a jungle of adrenaline and filled to the brim with jokes that are more lame than funny, and yet there’s some kind of comfort to know that he isn’t as unapproachable as you first thought him out to be.

True to his word, Kuroo is quite brilliant at potions, and quite brilliant at sharing his knowledge in a way that actually makes sense. His natural flair of leadership and sympathetic understanding -- minus the jokes and the incessant teasing -- makes you wonder why he hasn’t been chosen as Quidditch Captain.

When you ask your question out loud during one of your study sessions, Kuroo only smirks, “are you complimenting me?”

“Just answer the damn question, Kuroo.”

"Jeez, aren’t you a little aggressive for a Hufflepuff?” he peeks at you from behind his raven bangs, “or should I call you..huffie puffie?”

You flick his forehead and he yelps, “lame,” you deadpan, “answer me.”

"They did ask me,” he says, leaning back to stretch out his long arms while you try not to focus on the sinewy veins of his forearms, “I refused.”

His answer surprises you, “Why?”

“Because Oikawa wanted it. You know him right?”

Who didn’t know of Oikawa? He’s a walking prince, struts around Hogwarts like its’ his private garden with his endless servants in tow.

"That’s it? That’s your reason?”

“He’s my friend. Wouldn’t be fair to him if I stole the limelight.”

“...are you sure you’re not secretly a Hufflepuff?”

“You mean a huffie puffie?”

He ducks just in time to avoid your slap, cackling like crazy until one of the prefects swat you with one of their books upon passing by.

“No, I assure you I’m not a huffie puffie,” his smirk mellows out into a grin before his chin comes to a rest upon his palm, “and plus, I’m not cute enough to be in that house.”

Heat springs through your cheeks. Is that a compliment or an insult? You’re not quite sure.

You decide to play along anyway, “yeah you’re right. You’re not cute enough.”

That does nothing to deter him however, as he keeps gazing down at you with those molten gold pupils half-closed with tenderness, almost lazy, which makes you feel like squirming in your seat.

“What?” you bark out as you look away, “stop staring. You’re acting like a creep.”

Chuckling and clearly not flustered by the fact that you’ve just caught him red-handed, the raven-haired Slytherin leans even closer, relishing in the way your face turns a bright scarlet. You lean away, slightly panicked, "wh--what do you think you’re doing?!”

“Oh nothing, just...” and with movements too quick to comprehend, you feel his fingers gently brushing against a stray strand of hair previously stuck to your lip.

“So, as I was saying before you interrupted me,” and Kuroo proceeds to drone on about the equal amount of hair needed for the polyjuice potion, not minding the fact that you are practically burning as red as a fire engine while your heart seems to be racing like you’ve just an entire lap around the Quidditch field.

I’m tired, you chant inwardly, I’m just tired.

There’s no way your heart can be beating for someone like Kuroo Tetsurou.

◇ ◇ ◇

Kuroo is in deep shit and he knows it.

To be fair, he wouldn’t have been if not for an annoyingly stubborn Gryffindor paired with the dry sarcasm of a particular Ravenclaw that would constantly pass him subtle remarks about the indefinite amount of time he seems to be spending with a certain Hufflepuff Seeker.

“Did you tell her yet? When are you gonna tell her?! Can we be there?! Can we--” Kuroo groans and hides his face a little deeper in his arms at the breakfast table, knowing full well that reprimanding his friend will only cause the latter to double his volume. And granted, Kuroo does not want an audience, not this morning. Especially not when he is minutes away from facing you in the Quidditch field.

And as if that’s not bad enough, Tsukishima has this obnoxious smirk on his face ever since he’s joined them at the table, eating his cereal with unreasonable gusto for someone who finds eating troublesome.

"I’m surprised you figured it out this fast,” the said blonde had stated last evening as the trio sat, huddled around a makeshift magic fire in the Boy’s Prefect Bathroom. It had become their usual hiding spot over the years.

Kuroo had opted for sipping onto his beer as he recalled the particular moment where he’d felt like he was floating on cloud nine. It had been that very morning itself where you had just gotten back your Potions test and without an ounce of hesitation, had bounded up to the Slytherin table during lunchtime, for once not minding the fact that there were a troop of Slytherins engulfing the raven-haired man on each side.

“Kuroo!” You’d shouted with such enthusiasm that your voice was almost unrecognizable, “Kuroo!”

But Kuroo had recognized it, turning just in time to catch your excited figure in his arms. Surprise flitted over his face at your bold move but it didn’t seem like you cared at that particular moment, practically squealing while shoving your test in his face.

“I did it! I got a B minus! That’s the best I’ve ever done in Potions so far!” you babbled in excitement, “you should’ve seen Snape’s face!”

“Uh--that’s great, Y/N--” good lord, his hands had slipped onto your waist, right along your hip bone and his breathing stuttered at how close you were, “g--good job.”

At this point you had probably realized your compromising position but before you could scramble out, a teasing alto rung through the air:

"Got yourself a girlfriend, Tetsurou?"

Both your heads snapped at none other than Oikawa, whose eyebrows were raised in amusement, a smirk painted over his lips. You pinked as Kuroo barked out, "shut it, Oikawa."

"S--Sorry," you moved away so quickly that coldness swooped in through Kuroo's fingers, though he wished he could pull you right back.

And that, that had been like a slap in the face. Cold reality rushing through him as his heart throbbed.

Uh oh.

"Don't be such a wimp Kuroo," Bokuto'a alto brings him back to reality and Kuroo blinks, faced with none other than his best friend's grin, "where'd your confidence go now that you actually have a chance?!"

Kuroo doesn't bother replying. It's hard enough to face you without melting in a puddle of heat, how is he supposed to confess at this rate?

As the trio make their way to the Quidditch pitch, the Slytherin Beater’s eyes easily found you amidst the swarm of Green and Mustard yellow and he raised his hand up in mock salute, heart melting slightly at the shy nod you replied him with before looking away, cheeks flushed.

So cute.

“Now now, Tetsu-chan, not the time to be flirting with your girlfriend,” he feels a hand slap him on his back a little too harshly, causing him to throw a scowl at his Captain. Oikawa merely pulls out his tongue in response, before motioning him to take his place.

He forces your face out of his mind while climbing onto his broom, momentarily closing his eyes to focus on the cheerful chants coming from the bleachers. The Quaffle is thrown into the air, followed by the whistle.

He kicks off so quickly from the ground that he’s a mere blur of silver and emerald zipping through the air, bat at the ready while his eyes dart back and forth. Kuroo spots a Bludger heading straight for one of his chasers and quickly veering off in the same direction, he swings his bat back, lunges forward--

Thwap!

The distant ache reveberates through Kuroo’s arm, but the smirk of satisfaction is obvious on his face. He proceeds onwards, forcing himself to keep his concentration on the balls so that his thoughts aren’t invaded by your presence, by the way you smile, or the blush on your cheeks--

Focus! He shakes his head. He swears he could use a good bashing on the head. He’ll never hear the end of it with Oikawa if he doesn’t do his job right.

A yell tears through the pitch.

“Watch out!”

Kuroo’s head whips around on instinct. He doesn’t even have time to react as he spots the Bludger flying from the other end of the pitch and heading straight towards--

You.

No. Blood drains from Kuroo’s face. He doesn’t think, doesn’t even second-guess his movements. He pushes forward onto his broom against his protesting muscles, against the voices that shout out his name in protest as the entire pitch turns into a cacophony of horrified yells and cries to get out of the way, get out of the way before--

A sickening crunch is heard and horror strikes him straight in the chest the moment he sees your body crumble, lips parting in a silent scream.

Kuroo’s heart shatters into a million pieces.

◇ ◇ ◇

Warm.

It’s so warm. You don’t feel like waking up. But instinct kicks in and you groan, an echo of pain jogging through every muscle in your body. It feels like you’ve just been run over by a truck and forcing your eyelids to peel open against the drowsiness, it takes a few seconds for you to register that this isn’t your room.

Fresh laundry sheets, the sound of disinfectant in the air...This is no doubt the Hospital Wing.

You try to sit up but a muffled groan echoes through your throat when pain flares up on your right side. Jesus christ, you did really get run over by a truck.

That’s when your gaze suddenly falls upon a mop of dark raven hair, feel the warmth of a calloused palm holding onto your free hand.

And suddenly, you’re wide awake.

With the dark emerald cape hanging off his back and with his tousled bird’s nest of hair, it’s almost shockingly obvious that this is Kuroo. His face is currently buried in his other arm, which gives you the courage to reach out to gently rest your hand upon his head.

As if sensing your movements, the said raven-haired Slytherin lets out a soft groan of his own. Your hand instantly whips away and you watch, with a mixture of confusion and surprise, as his golden orbs blink away the sleep before they slowly come to focus.

His breath hitches as you murmur out, “hey?”

"Y--You’re awake?” He murmurs so low you barely make sense of his words, and before you can respond, the man has grabbed hold of your hands before bringing them to his lips, “Jesus christ, Y/N, I--I seriously thought--”

Your pulse only quickens, heart tugging with emotion when you catch sight of the wetness in Kuroo’s golden orbs. What?

What is going on?

This Kuroo is not the one you are used to, looking like he’s unraveling at your very feet. In any normal circumstances, you would’ve definitely taken this advantage to tease him mercilessly, but that’s clearly impossible. You can’t do that to him, not when he’s gazing down at you like you’re worth a thousand paintings.

The thought makes your heart quiver in your chest. Warmth curls through your stomach.

“What...” you rasp out, “happened?”

“A bludger. Came out of nowhere. Headmaster thinks it got tweaked somehow, some stupid prank,” he is searching your eyes, reading your facial expressions like he’s worried you might drop dead any second.

“Kuroo," you call him gently, “I’m fine.”

And to your utmost surprise, the raven-haired Slytherin’s eyes flutter towards your hands, lips peppering a rain of kisses along your knuckles. They leave a trail of heat that causes your breath to hitch in the back of your throat, “Wha--”

“I thought I'd lost you, Y/N. Don't--" his voice chokes up, gaze running up to lock with yours, "don't ever scare me lile that. Fuck, kitten, what would I have done--"

Your own breath hitches. Your eyes grow wide.

Kuroo seems to realize the same thing, hand slapping over his mouth in shock.

"What--" you splutter out. Suddenly, all your pain is forgotten, "did you call me?"

Kuroo swallows thickly as the silence settles between you two.

Then, he breaths in slow and squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, before opening them back to lock eyes with yours.

What swims in his golden feline pupils makes your breath catch.

"I like you," he murmurs, "I've liked you for a while but was too much of a coward to say it. And I guess-- seeing you so hurt scared me. I don't think I've ever been so scared before."

Your skin is basically burning at this point, a volcano of feelings bursting inside you that makes you want to crawl into a hole and hide there forever. But Kuroo's eyes, despite having the slightest tinge of blush littering his cheeks, is still latched onto your features. Unwavering, probing. Questioning.

He likes you.

"You mean--like? As a--"

"More than a friend," he simply says.

Your mouth opens into a small silent Oh.

You don't know what to say. What to do.

Because in truth, if you really have to be honest with yourself, your heart definitely beats for this particular Slytherin. For god knows whatever reason, he’s been on your mind and in your heart for a few weeks now.

You wish to say something. Anything. But your throat is dry. You cough it out, swallow and slowly let out a soft breath before your orbs slowly flutter to your lap, to your hands that Kuroo has grasped so tenderly in his hold.

“The feeling--” you gulp back your pride, “the feeling is mutual, I guess.”

You don’t have to look at Kuroo to know that there’s a huge grin that blossoms across his face and not even a second later you’re rewarded another rain of kisses upon your knuckles. Gasping slightly at his boldness, his grin mellows out into that teasing smirk you know so well, though it does bring about a few butterflies roaming through your stomach.

“Ooh, mutual now is it?” Kuroo’s smirk broadens like a cat about to go for a chase and you squirm in your bed, hating how quickly the tables have turned, “weren’t you the one blushing like an idiot just a few seconds ago?!” you splutter out as a miserable defence.

He merely cackles though, leaning in so close that you yelp, “remember about my condition for tutoring you?”

He’s so close that your noses bump into each other. It doesn’t help your heart from running an erratic race inside your chest.

You scramble for coherence, “w--what about it?”

“I figured out what it is.”

"What?”

You try -- and fail -- to lean away when Kuroo’s hand slips up to cradle the side of your cheek, and your body reacts like wildfire, troops of butterflies erupting in your stomach at his tender caress.

“Let me kiss you?” Kuroo mumbles out with a hoarse alto, so hoarse it makes you shiver and your toes to curl in delight, spurred on by the words that have just left his mouth.

Gold pupils meet yours. Then, your head dips into a shy nod.

Kuroo’s mouth is warm, and soft, and pleasant. He kisses you slowly, gently, like he’s afraid you’d run away if he pressed on too quickly. You’re not used to it, but you feel like it can grow on you. The way your body relaxes into the kiss has the raven-haired man more confident. His thumb traces your cheek while he slants his head a little more to capture your bottom lips with his own, sucking slightly.

You gasp at the sensation and he smirks -- just barely -- and proceeds to kiss you a little deeper. Deep enough, firmly enough that you can’t help the whimper that escapes you.

“Cute,” Kuroo mumbles against your lips, retracting so that you can breathe. You haven’t realised up until now, that your hands have made their way to the back of Kuroo’s cloak to tug him closer, or how the said man is literally half-sprawled across your hospital bed.

That is, until you hear a certain voice shout out:

“Oya Oya! What do I see here?!”

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sophiashortcake · 3 years

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Kenma, tsukki and suga on white day 🥺

𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬

includes kenma kozume, tsukishima kei, & sugawara kōshi

*·˚ ༘♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: kenma kozume x reader, tsukishima kei x reader, sugawara kōshi x reader, (gender neutral!)

*·˚ ༘♡ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: for anybody unaware of what white day is, it’s a holiday celebrated throughout asia where you give chocolates to people you love similar to valentine’s day :)

*·˚ ༘♡ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cursing, a little longer than intended

*·˚ ༘♡ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff

— 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈

𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑: white chocolate + cookies n creme!

white day was the perfect way to confess to sugawara.

except one problem presented itself.

you had no idea what sugawara’s favorite chocolate was.

daichi had no clue either, neither did asahi or kiyoko.

and asking now would have been too suspicious.

what the hell could you do?

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

“asahi, are you even sure this is his favorite chocolate? i swear i saw him eating milk chocolate last week.” daichi groaned.

“i asked him myself!”

“but are you positive?” you questioned.

“i’m sure any chocolates you give him will be fine,” kiyoko sighed, “sugawara would appreciate anything you gave him.”

daichi and asahi echoed off of kiyoko, but you still held your doubts. you had liked sugawara for three years now, and now that you were nearing the end of high school, you finally wanted to confess to him. you wanted it to be perfect, to say the least. who could blame you? you wanted the three year build up to be for something!

“what are you guys still doing up here?”

the three of you snapped your heads up to sugawara standing in the doorway of the clubroom. you all scrambled up from the small table you were chatting at to face him.

“just talking about practice tomorrow!” asahi stammered. he was a terrible liar.

“yes, it’s important!” daichi chirped after asahi. you almost smacked your forehead. great, so was daichi.

“without me?” sugawara asked, raising an eyebrow.

“we thought you had already gone home for the day,” you replied, feigning innocence.

“sugawara, do you have any plans for white day tomorrow?” kiyoko asked casually.

“not anything in particular,” he shrugged, “what about you guys?”

“nothing!” you, daichi, and asahi exclaimed simultaneously. oh god, you three couldn’t make this any worse, could you?

“i was hoping to get some chocolates from my friends,” kiyoko replied, “dark chocolate is my favorite, what about you?”

kiyoko was a fucking genius.

“hmmm,” sugawara hummed in thought, “probably white chocolate with cookies n creme filling?”

“that’s a good choice,” kiyoko remarked, flashing you a quick grin that sugawara thankfully didn’t pick up on.

“how about you guys?” sugawara asked, looking around.

“milk chocolate!” asahi stated a little too quickly.

“mine too,” daichi replied. you could tell he was sweating.

“ah, me three,” you answered, scratching the back of your head, hoping kiyoko’s ulterior motive wasn’t so transparent.

“come on guys! we should lock up now,” daichi stated, quick to change the subject.

as you all grabbed your bags and headed out the club room, you leaned over to kiyoko and whispered a soft, “thank you.”

on your way home, you quickly dropped into the grocery store to buy the supplies needed to make the chocolates. you spent the night carefully making and decorating the chocolates before putting them into the small box for sugawara. you went to bed hoping that he reciprocated your feelings, before you knew it, white day had come.

you sat on the steps of the volleyball gym, waiting for sugawara to come by to unlock the doors. daichi had purposefully made sure sugawara was the first one there to meet you with your chocolates.

what if he didn’t feel the same? what if he thought your chocolates taste bad? what if he was allergic and you sent him into an allergic reaction—

“y/n?”

“suga!” you exclaimed, jumping to your feet. “good morning!”

“good morning,” he chuckled, “what are you doing out here?”

you inhaled, three years. it has taken you three years to do this. it’s now or never.

“i made these for you for white day. i like you sugawara!” you presented the box to him, as sugawara stared at you wide-eyed.

then he started laughing.

oh great, your crush is laughing at your confession. you were preparing for a rejection but you weren’t prepared for-

“happy white day, y/n, i made these for you,” he smiled, holding out a small bag of chocolates for you. milk chocolates. “i like you too.”

your jaw dropped open, holy shit.

“to be honest,” sugawara continued, “i didn’t know your favorite chocolates, so i had to make kiyoko, daichi, and asahi figure out for me when you guys were talking in the club room last night.”

“wait… so did i…”

“they two-timed us!” sugawara gasped.

“hey guys!” daichi called from behind you, alongside kiyoko and asahi.

you looked to the three third-years grinning mischievously, and backed to sugawara. you both locked eyes and cackled. you both had been played by your best friends.

you pressed a kiss to sugawara’s cheek, “happy white day, koushi.”

— 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐊𝐄𝐈

𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑: chocolate strawberries!

oh, you’re bold for this one.

to even have a crush on tsukishima kei is an act of bravery.

but to make him chocolates on white day? you might as well be setting yourself up for rejection.

but luck is on your side because it just so happens tsukishima tolerates (read: likes) you too.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

“m-maybe i should just leave them in his locker,” you stammered, “or better yet, just eat these myself and try again next year.”

“i’m positive that he’ll love them,” yamaguchi replied, offering a smile and a rub on your shoulder for support.

yamaguchi had never told you, but he had a running theory. while he was more than aware of your crush on the middle blocker, a secret he had to swear never to tell, he had a theory that the same said middle blocker had his own crush on you in return.

tsukishima never confirmed it himself, but he saw the way he glanced at you while you weren’t looking, or the way he spoke a little softer while tutoring you. and not to mention, tsukishima was far more patient with you than yamaguchi had ever seen him with anybody else, not even him. it didn’t take a genius to see that tsukishima was seemingly smitten with you.

“there he is!” yamaguchi gasped, directing your attention to the tall boy making his way over the courtyard to you both. “now or never!”

while you were distracted by tsukishima, yamaguchi took this as his chance to scamper away to leave you two alone.

“wait, wait! yamaguchi!” you hissed after the freckled boy, but it was too late because as he retreated, tsukishima was coming closer and closer. you made a mental note to strangle yamaguchi later if you didn’t die of embarrassment today.

“what was that?” tsukishima questioned as he approached you, eyeing yamaguchi who was now across the courtyard with hinata and kageyama.

“no clue!” you chirped. way to be subtle.

tsukishima looked at you, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. his gaze dropped to your hands, which were behind your back, obviously clutching something.

“what are you hiding behind your back?”

shit.

“nothing.”

way to be fucking obvious, you scolded yoursef.

“you’re lying,” tsukishima said, rolling his eyes, “let me see.”

there was no way to avoid this, was there?

“fine, but don’t get snarky with me,” you warned. tsukishima raised his hands in mock surrender.

you presented him the pink cellophane bag harboring your carefully crafted chocolate strawberries. it was tied neatly with a pink ribbon, that now upon inspection, looked incredibly cheesy.

“i made you chocolates,” you muttered, shoving them into his hands. “happy white day.”

tsukishima was oddly quiet as he looked at the bag in his hands. it was almost comedic how the dainty and cutesy bag differed from his large hands, callosed and bandaged still from volleyball practice the other day. but you couldn’t pay much attention to the bag in his hands as your heart was threatening to beat out of your chest.

the silence was almost deafening, maybe a rejection would have been easier. it certainly would have been quicker. you could swear that his silence may have been hell on earth.

“thank you.”

wait, what?

“you like them?!” you exclaimed, you were sure he would’ve given them back, probably with a backhanded comment as well.

“why wouldn’t i?” he stated plainly as he busied himself with opening up the small bag, “i like strawberries, i like you.”

“what?!”

in the distance, you swore you could hear yamaguchi giggling to himself.

— 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐄

𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑: milk chocolate + caramel!

it was hard planning a confession to someone as quiet as kenma.

that’s why you enlisted kuroo to help you find the perfect way to confess to kenma.

thankfully, white day was approaching, which gave you the perfect opportunity to confess to the setter.

with your help from kuroo, you found kenma after practice to give him your gift.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

“oi! kenma! there’s somebody waiting outside for you,” kuroo called across the gym. he had to restrain himself from giving kenma a coy smirk, knowing exactly who it was outside.

“who is it?” kenma replied, looking up from the cart he was disposing of volleyballs in.

“i would go see for yourself.”

the setter sighed, knowing full well that kuroo’s quipped eyebrow and smirk he was trying to suppress was alluding to something sneaky he had up his sleeve. atleast he got to take a break from practice.

in actuality, kenma had the right idea, kuroo was indeed up to something. unknown to him, you and kuroo had been scheming the perfect way to confess your feelings to kenma. kuroo had proposed the idea of white day, even going as far as finding out his favorite chocolates. you had no other ideas, so it wouldn’t hurt to try, right?

as kenma stepped out of the gym he found you holding a small box nervously as you stared at your shoes, seemingly being the one in question looking for him.

“y/n? what are you doing out here?” kenma frowned, “you’re gonna catch a cold.”

“i’m actually here to see you,” you stated, your cheeks burning. you couldn’t tell if it was from the unusually cold march day, or the fact you were finally confessing to your longtime crush.

before kenma could question any further, you were holding out the small box of chocolates to kenma.

“happy white day! i like you, so i made these for you,” you stated, a sudden rush of boldness flaring in your chest.

“you- you like me?” kenma asked flabbergasted, to say the least. his cheeks were bright red, and he could barely stammer out the words.

“no, i give white day chocolates to all my friends, just ask kuroo,” you deadpanned.

“wait-“

“i’m kidding,” you grinned.

kenma let out a heavy sigh as he took the box from your hands. he cracked open the box to find it filled with milk chocolates in heart molds. ah, so that was why kuroo asked for his favorite chocolates randomly last month.

he looked up to find you fiddling with your sweater sleeve as you waited for his reaction. unexpectedly, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling your head into the crook of his shoulder.

“don’t scare me like that, i was actually afraid you liked the rooster-head,” kenma muttered.

“does this mean you like the chocolates?” you grinned as you pulled your face up to meet his.

“not as much as i like you.”

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illyaana · 3 years

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Cursive Ink - Yamaguchi Tadashi

Collab: Pain Tolerance by @haikyutiehoe

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Tags: Yamaguchi's POV, Angst, Fluff, Yamaguchi x Tattoo Artist! Reader, Binaural

Synopsis: Love never really goes the way we plan it to be - and Yamaguchi was no exception. His failed confession to his former best friend left him heartbroken. However, his decision to go to a tattoo parlour may have been the best (and craziest) choice he's ever made in his life. (I also believe Yamaguchi is pansexual, so don't get so confused XD)

Word Count: 2552

A bit of context: In Japanese, 'Yama' means mountain, 'Tsuki' means the Moon

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“Yamaguchi, no,” Tsukishima said, pulling his hand away from my hand.

“Why are you lying to yourself? I know you feel the same way, Tsuki - don’t lie to yourself.”

“I don’t, Yamaguchi,” Tsukishima said, eyes turning cold, “I am not gay - I am a straight, heterosexual male. I love women and women only.”

Lies.

You are lying to me.

You are in love with me.

You are already mine, Tsuki - just wake up and see it.

I know you can.

what was that kiss under the tree when we were kids?” I whispered, not wanting my voice to break, “If you never loved me, why kiss me, Tsuki?”

“We both agreed that it was a mistake, didn’t we?” The blonde male said, anger rising, “We both agreed - not just me.”

I said yes - I know I did.

That doesn’t mean I meant it.

You know me, Tsuki - I’ll agree to everything you’ll say.

Why aren’t you realising it?

I’ve waited for so many years for you to ask me out, but you never did.

I’m here, right in front of you, asking you to be mine - just say yes.

I don’t want to wait anymore - it’s too painful.

“I lied, okay?!” I scream, “I loved you ever since we were kids, Tsuki. I want to be the one you come back to when you leave, the only one you kiss, the only one you hug, the only one you dream about - I want to be that to you. Is that so hard to believe?!”

I hugged myself, not wanting to break down anymore.

That small hug was the only thing stopping me from letting all hell break loose.

I had kept this in ever since I knew Tsuki - ever since he saw him in that park.

I knew everything about the tall male. The way he smiles, the way he hides his anger when he wants to be respectful, his secret love for dinosaurs, his soft side, his small quirks - I knew it all like the back of his hand.

I knew what he needed to be the middle blocker’s lover, and I was willing to sacrifice myself to be the best thing for Tsuki.

One thing was clear in my head; Tsuki felt the exact same way.

“Yamaguchi, I’m sorry. I don’t love you the way you want me to,” Tsukishima said, kneeling beside the green-haired male.

“I don’t believe that.”

I forced his lips on Tsukishima’s.

I closed my eyes, trying to memorise how the lines of his soft and pale lips felt on his - how it softly caressed my lips without even responding to the intimate kiss I was trying to initiate.

I felt Tsukishima trying to push me away, but I didn’t let go of the male’s collar.

He already took my first kiss - what is the difference if I took another?

The second our lips left each other’s, Tsukishima punched my nose.

Blood dripped from my nose, but I couldn’t care less.

“Don’t you fucking call me Tsuki ever again, dumbass. Better yet, don’t call me.”

My last day of high school ended with blood and tears, but the pain in my heart from losing my best friend hurt more.

⁜

I stared at the stars, lying down in the little treehouse we made as kids in my backyard.

I tried to cry it all out, but I couldn’t.

I feel cheated by you, Tsukishima Kei.

You made me make you my everything.

My voice was tuned to calm you down.

My hands we moulded to keep you warm.

My life was made to keep you safe, but you don’t need me to be you.

But I do - I need you to be me.

One-sided crushes are the worst form of love, aren’t they?

You give it all for that one person - to please and cherish them.

They just think it’s just a form of showing how strong your friendship is, but you want more.

You are the only one who wants more.

You are the one crying at night about how you wished they were by your side.

You are the one craving for their touch.

You want them, but they don’t want you.

I don’t care about you bruising my face, Tsukishima-san.

I care about you fucking me up like this.

I will no longer wait for your messages.

I will no longer look at your tweets and be the only one giving reactions.

I will erase you from my narrative, Tsukishima-san.

You can wonder about how much you’ve hurt me when I have reached somewhere you can’t even touch me.

⁜

“You are absolutely sure about this, right?” Hinata said, worry laced in his words.

I open the doors to the tattoo parlour and I was instantly mesmerized. The walls were filled with such intricate designs - sizes ranging from as small as a finger to as big as my whole body. The smell of fresh ink slowly hit me, reminding me of my schooling years.

“I am sure, Hinata. I was planning to do this ever since I was small, either way. I just wished it was under better circumstances,” I reply, eyes locked on all the flower motifs.

I always wanted a tattoo - it didn’t matter how big or small it was. I always thought of how beautiful the idea was - to have something permanently inked on your skin to remind you of who you were. Flowers drew with such hidden meaning, curved lines speaking words of poetry, ideas brought into life - tattoos are an artist’s masterpiece meant to paint on my skin as a canvas.

“Do you want me to stay? I don’t mind waiting here with you - “

“Weren’t you supposed to meet up with Kageyama later today?” I remind him, chuckling.

“That man is late for everything. I think he can handle me coming late for once.”

“I’m seriously okay, Hinata! Go get ready, I’ll send a picture when it’s done,” I say as I push him out of the shop.

“Okay, okay - make sure to send me that picture!” He said as he ran out of the shop.

Why follow me if you’re itching to leave?

“That friend of yours has really bright orange hair - is it dyed or natural?” I hear someone say.

Holy shit, you’re hot.

“Oh - uh- um- It’s natural,” I say, forming some space between us.

Holy shit, you’re hot.

You tied half of your hair in a small bun, showing me the small, intricate designs on your neck. Flowers decorated your soft skin, moving down under your shirt’s sleeve. Small golden piercings decorated your ears. They were encrusted with gems of various colours that shifted under the soft lighting gracing your skin.

You looked so beautiful I couldn’t stop staring.

“So, do you have an appointment?” You asked, breaking my train of thought.

“N- no.”

Stop stuttering, Yamaguchi Tadashi.

“First time, huh?” you smiled, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. The pain is different for everyone, but I think you can handle it.”

“T-Thanks.”

God, stop stuttering.

“God, you’re cute,” you laughed while looking at my frazzled face, “Don’t worry, my dearest client - you’re in capable hands. Come - let’s discuss your design, shall we?”

You grabbed my wrist and brought me to your corner, leaving me blushed mess.

Cute.

They called me cute.

I’m breathing, right?

Okay, I’m breathing.

As we were walking, I got to see the back of your neck - more specifically, a part of your tattoo.

It was a blossoming rose - a huge one. It had vines that grew from it, encircling your whole neck, moving down your shirt and reaching the tips of your fingers. Smaller roses grew from it, branching even smaller vines surrounded by leaves.

I wanted to know the story behind that tattoo. It looked so beautiful yet so dark. The thorns that came from certain vines alarmed me, but I kept my thoughts to myself. My attention was brought to your piercings - more specifically, the design of the encrusted jewels. They were flowers, as well. In the middle of each jewel held a line of gold that branched out, just like the vines of your tattoo.

“Oh, you’re looking at my tattoo and piercings, aren’t you?” You ask, eyebrow raised.

“Is it okay if I am?” I ask, worried.

You laughed.

“Of course it’s fine. Who would get a tattoo and not prepare for all the staring? Not going to lie, here - these piercings and that tattoo help me fuel my ego. After all, everyone’s staring at them,” you joke, playing with your hair.

You sit on your chair, pointing at the one opposite you.

“What are you waiting for? Sit.”

⁜

“So, you want some small vines surrounding a moon, right?” You ask as you brought out your tablet.

“Yeah, on my middle finger.”

I had enough of his little orders - I’ll twist his words into something much more meaningful. If the Moon isn’t willing to dance with the mountains, let the vines make the Moon feel the mountain’s pain from its rejection.

“That sounds really pretty,” you say, smiling at me, “Give me a minute - I’ll do a rough sketch and you can tell me if it’s to your liking.”

You took out the tablet’s pen tool and began to sketch. I eyed your eyes as you continued to sketch what would be my tattoo.

Thanks to the light from the tablet, I could see a part of another tattoo hidden under your shirt.

It was multiple birds flying across your collarbones, but there was one bird that moved to your neck. It was a smaller bird - much, much smaller. However, its wings were bigger - bigger than the other birds’.

“My family isn’t very appreciative of my more artistic side,” you began, knowing I wanted to know the story behind it.

“I love art - all types of art. Writing, drawing, painting - I loved how you could make a whole new world just with a few lines. My family…” you paused, “As much as they loved me, they couldn’t see a world where I could make a living from it. They tried to throw away this side of me, but the more they pushed it away, the more I needed it.”

You raised your tablet, showing me your sketch.

I loved it.

It was a crescent moon, wrapped in vines. Vines grew both upwards and below, accompanied by stars. Small buds were growing from the ends of the vines, leaves surrounding them.

I don’t know how you did it, but you captured all I felt about him in a few minutes - it astounded me.

“I took a few creative liberties, but-”

“It’s amazing - don’t change it.”

You’re amazing.

You smiled, getting off your chair.

“Head to that room,” you pointed to the smaller room right beside us, “I’ll get all the tools ready.”

⁜

“You ready?” you said, placing the pen right above my middle finger.

Why did I choose my middle finger for my first tattoo? It’s literally right on a bone, it’s going to hurt like hell.

“I guess…” I whisper.

“It won’t be that painful - trust me. People overexaggerate,” you say, trying to calm me down.

People weren’t overexaggerating - it hurt.

It hurt a lot.

I bit my lip, holding back the scream on the end of my lips.

“Hold on,” you said, removing the pen.

You soon came back with candy and began to unwrap it.

“Open your mouth, my liege.”

After chuckling, I opened my mouth and you plopped the sweet in my mouth.

Ooh, mango.

“Focus on the sweet, okay?” You said, patting my back.

It felt less painful, surprisingly. Focusing on the sweet rolling in my mouth helped reduce the pain significantly.

I raised my head slightly so that I could see your intense focus on my finger. You were biting on your lower lip as you slowly moved the pen on my finger, following the temporary tattoo you made earlier as a guide. You were annoyed by a strand of your hair that refused to stay behind on your ear - your anger-filled expression said it all.

Using my other hand, I pushed it behind your ear to help you focus.

A soft thank you came from you as you continued.

Blood rushed to my cheeks the minute those words left your lips.

So cute.

“You didn’t finish your story…” I asked, trying to end the awkward silence.

“It was that interesting to you?” you smiled.

You’re interesting, Y/N.

I nod.

“I asked them if I could draw again. I didn’t want to lose that skill I finetuned all my life - it felt so wrong. They thought I’d never succeed in life if I focused on ‘these useless hobbies’ and shouted at me. I remember crying for hours, but they didn’t care,” you say as you turn off the pen, wiping the tip.

“I began to spend more hours in school just so that I could scribble and draw. They’d never know what I did there - all the drawings I did, all the stories I wrote, all the songs I sang. I am not like my parents. I strayed from the thought of ‘art is useless’- I am the bird moving away from the flock,” you said, turning your chair towards me.

“Why did they hate art? It’s something that makes you happy - If it’s something you like, you should do it,” I said, slightly pissed.

Thank God they didn’t listen to them.

“Best part - they have paintings all over the house,” you snickered.

You sighed, stretching your arms in the process.

“I don’t really care about their opinion about it, anyway. I’m no longer under their wing - I’m my own person. I get money by doing the thing I love, and that’s so fulfilling. The only thing they’re paying for right now is my college education - that’s it,” you said as you pressed a wet cloth to my new tattoo.

“Wait - we’re the same age?”

“Yeah, we are,” you smiled.

“I expected you to be way older,” I say, embarrassed.

“I am utterly offended, sir,” you say, feigning sadness.

“Come on!” I say, laughing.

“I am expecting a tip,” you say, walking towards the door.

You’re amazing, Y/N. I just wish I met you earlier…

⁜

“Well, it was nice meeting you, Yamaguchi Tadashi,” you say, closing the cash register in front of you.

“And I you, my friend.”

I walk to the door, gripping on the door handle.

I want you in my life, Y/N. Even if we spent just a few hours together, you’ve made me so happy. If you are open to the idea, I want to be friends with you - and who knows? We might become something…

I walk back to the cashier.

“Oh, did I forget something?” You ask, worried.

“No, no…”

Come on, say it.

“Hey, wanna exchange numbers? I wanna hang out with you - of course, only if you want to,” you say smiling.

Holy shit.

“Yes, please.”

You held back your laugh the minute you saw my face.

How many times have I made you laugh just by you looking at my face?

“Here’s my number,” you passed me your card, “Message me so that I get your number, too!”

“Okay!” I smile.

Holy shit. I did it.

“See you again, ‘guchi.”

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