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frodium · 9 months

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ㅤㅤREMEDY

00. ─── what better remedy for cheating than cheating back?

01. ─── warnings: 18+, fem!reader, cheating from both parties obv, comfort (thanks to my bbg hera for helping me with that one).

rin, shidou. kaiser, isagi (bllk) — zhongli, childe. ayato, heizou (genshin) — atsumu, sakusa. oikawa, kageyama. (haikyuu!!)

⭑ oh, how sad, to get home and see your fiancé in bed with someone else. oh, what a son of a bitch, he is fucking her in the bed you two sleep together. oh, what a disappointment, he didn't even bother to lock the door.

⭑ poor you… but don't worry, dear. you have your own list of second-choices, or better yet, strike-backs. upset? you? far from it, enjoy the power you have at hand. don't waste your tears on him, spend them on someone who can fuck the sadness out of you.

⭑ you left the house as carefully as you entered it, you wanted to scream, but it was better to save your voice for now. you wondered what would be better, fuck his best friend? his enemy? don't care about who says cheating back is putting yourself down, it's valuing yourself, honey. if he can fuck someone else, why can't you? after you've had your fun, you can go back and break up.

⭑ you dialed his number with anxiety consuming you, and he, as always, answered you within seconds. a upset tone of voice was noticeable, he was so mad at your (ex) fiancé. but again, don't worry, he's ready to comfort you in any way you want.

⭑ you went to his house, eyes watering against your will. seeing you like this hurt him so much… he hugged you and pulled you inside, giving you a lecture for not listening to him earlier when he talked behind your fiancé's back that he was an asshole who didn't deserve you. he wiped away your tears and stroked your head, offering you a kiss on the cheek and cuddles.

⭑ the two of you were in one rhythm, hands dancing between bodies, lips touching. for a moment, there was hesitation, until you remembered and reminded him that that ring on your finger meant nothing anymore. with the consent of the two of you being at the table, you have sunk into each other's desires.

“i warned you.” he said between the kiss, his hand going down to your thighs and spreading them apart, making room for him between your legs. “'gonna show you that i'm so much better.”

⭑ it didn't take long for you to decide to take it to yet another level, as he led you into the bedroom, at every step a piece of clothing was left behind. as you both entered the room, the anticipation in the air was palpable. with every discarded garment, your bodies became more exposed to each other's hungry gazes. his eyes traced every curve, every inch of your skin with an intensity that made your heart race, he touched you with more desire and love than any touch your ex ever did.

⭑ he took hold of your hand and gently guided you towards the bed, the softness of the sheets embraced your bare skin as he pulled you into his embrace once again. his hands traced delicate patterns along your back as he pressed himself against you, letting you feel his growing arousal.

⭑ he trailed kisses along your jawline and down to your neck. his teeth grazed lightly oversensitive spots, leaving tingling sensations and marks that certainly wouldn't leave so soon. without uttering a word, you reached out for him and pulled him closer until there was no space left between you two. the feeling of heat radiating from him intensified against every inch of exposed skin as he positioned himself between your legs. at that moment, nothing else mattered, there was no room for hesitation or doubt. and as he finally entered you, a chorus of gasps and moans filled the room.

⭑ there were hours and hours of peaks of mutual pleasure, and you melted into the moment without caring about what you would do after everything. the tune between the two of you screamed something more than just a fuck, but you only really came to think about it when you were lying against his chest, breathing heavily as they recovered from yet another orgasm. his arms were around you, the silence in the room being far from uncomfortable.

⭑ feeling a sense of comfort and security, offering solace from the pain and confusion that had brought you to this moment. it felt like an escape from reality, or maybe creating a new one. you could hear his heartbeat beneath your ear, its steadiness echoing through your body as if syncing with yours.

“we needed this,” he murmured, his voice filled with genuine sincerity. “you deserve so much better than him.” he added softly.

⭑ you looked up at him then; gratitude shining in your eyes. there was no denying how he made you feel – desired, cherished, and valued. at this moment with him lying beside you, it became clear that perhaps this unexpected turn of events could lead to something more meaningful than just revenge or temporary escapism.

“well…” he continued, stroking your hair gently. “do you want to do something? go out, maybe eat, or sprinkle glitter all over that asshole's house after we get your stuff out?”

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rinsramenshop · 27 days

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Hiii- if you want can you do a req? I currently have a hoarse voice from getting a bit sick- can I get a fic where Osamu being surprised about their s/o's change of voice? Like he just learned about them feeling slightly under the weather. Something from smooth and cool to hoarse and deep voice- no pressure for writing this. Thank you!

hi love! i will absolutely write this, i just got over the cold that’s going around. i hope you feel better soon! i also hope i went in the right direction…

the rustling of the blankets along with the coughing coming from your shared room told Osamu you’re awake. quietly tidying up the kitchen from making your in-bed-breakfast, he quickly strolls into the room. he places the tray next to you, slowly opening the curtains in the room. “g’mornin love, how ya feelin?” he asks, settling down next to you. he places a kiss on your forehead, “let’s get some more food in yer system, yea?” you nod your head, glancing at the food next to you. “thank you samu,” you say as your voice cracks. he lets out a small chuckle, handing you a strawberry. “what’s so funny?” you ask, confused as he laughs. “just yer voice sounds like mine, are ya feeling okay?” he asks. you shrug your shoulder, “just a little funk, can you get me some medicine?” he nods, getting off of the bed slowly. “i’ll be back, i’ll be your personal nurse.” he says, strolling out of the room.

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ceo-of-daichi · 2 years

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I just know theres a rumour at the police station that Daichi has a big dick.

He gives off massive bde and everyone is practically begging him to fuck them at that point regardless.

But Daichi always declines, all pursuits that were sent his way often ended after one date, that he definitely went on just to be polite.

And therefore the rumour was never proven to be true or the opposite.

Its only when he strikes up interest in you that its finally revealed.

Okay so maybe you did start the rumour because you had a teeny tiny huge crush on him.

But you never expected it to come bite you in the ass…

The first time he fucks you, its gentle and sweet at first but Daichi can’t help himself when he see’s your cute little cunt trying to swallow his girth.

“I know you started them rumours babygirl… you think I don’t see you eyeing me up every time I walk past huh?” He cooed down at you, your face already fucked out, a small droplet of drool peaking out the corner of your parted mouth.

“Am I living up to all you thought me to be?” He smirked, purely teasing. Truth is, he loved how much you stared, how you didn’t try to hide it.

He had sported a crush for quite a while as well, although he had managed to keep it under wraps.

So once he had teased you a bit, he went back to his gentle, all loving self. Bringing you to orgasm multiple times, making you were truly spent before he couldn’t edge himself any longer.

And you finally confirmed the rumours to your coworkers, because despite refusing to say anything. The way you limped in may or may not have given it away..

It was the first time he fucked you that you realised that Daichi doesn’t just fuck… its probably why he never accepted other peoples offers.

He gave his whole heart and soul, he didn’t just fuck… he made love.

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theduosetter · 2 years

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tidal waves

Maybe it sometimes a love is too good to be true.

When you're young you're dumb, thinking that relationships wouldn't be so hard to manage when you are only 16. What was there to be afraid of?

But there comes a time when two people who loved each other too much start to go at war with one another.

That's how it felt like right now.

The happiness, love, and company you adored so much was starting to fade away. There was so much hope you had within you to fix things yet when there's no agreement from both sides, it's a loss cause.

"I told you I was tired today, y/n." He sighed taking a sip from his water bottle.

"I understand. A-and I'm not saying we should do anything after school. I wanted to come and cheer you on during practice-"

Slowly Kei stood up from the ground, a tired sigh escaping from his lips. "You're only going to be a distraction here. I need to concentrate."

Your eyes widened trying hard not to let his words get to you. "How is me being here a distraction?" You questioned. "All I want to do is spend time with my boyfriend."

"Well your boyfriend is too busy training to go to Tokyo." He annoyingly spoke. "You should leave, there's no use in you staying here."

Your grip tightened around the strap of your bag. He walked passed you not saying another word. "Why do you always have to be such an ass?" You muttered making sure he only heard.

Hearing your words made him stop. Some of his team members looked over at you two. They could sense tension between you both but didn't dare to interfere unless it was necessary.

"I'm being an ass now?" He scoffed. "I told you to leave because there was no use for you to stand around. I don't get how being honest is now me being an asshole to you all of a sudden."

"Because you are!" You exclaimed looking him in the eyes. "I've been trying to spend time with you but you kept pushing me away every time. I didn't bother you or said anything because I respected your space!"

By this time it had caught everyone's attention. Coach Ukai became concerned which resulted in him speaking up and it got on his nerves even more.

"Tsukishima she's not a bother, she can stay and watch." Ukai said. "She can even help if she likes, she's your girlfriend you should learn to be a little bit nicer to her."

Kei clenched his jaw tightly the it relaxed as he plastered on one of his famous fake smiles he used on opponents. "You're right sir, I was just saying that she had better things to do than be here. After all we don't know how long practice is going to last and she should go home instead to rest away form here."

You knew of course he didn't meant it. Ukai could see it as well. "Tsukishima she's not your opponent-"

"No." You weakly smiled. "It's fine. Kei is right," you looked at Coach Ukai. "I'll be in the way and won't really be much help. I should go study instead, I apologize for making a bit scene out of this. Sorry for interrupting your practice." You bowed respectful at the entire time.

"Y/n you can stay I'm sure you cheering for him will make him feel less grumpy." Sugawara joked. "Really, stay."

Kei wrapped his arm around you, making you jump in surprise by his sudden warm touch, one that you had been missing for so long. "Sugawara's right you should."

You tilted your head to look up at him. He was smiling but it wasn't reaching his eyes like it used to. If you rejected the suggestion you knew it'd make things worse.

"Okay, yeah just for a bit." You said pulling away from him and walking over to the bench.

"Hey Tsuki?" Tadashi spoke lowering his voice. "I know you've been stressing out about going to nationals but Sugawara was right. Don't you think you're um being a little too harsh on her?"

Kei looked over at you, seeing you smile as you spoke with Nishinoya. It had been a while since he saw you like that and it pained him deeply knowing he hasn't been able to make you smile like that in a long time.

"I don't have time to worry about stuff like that." He coldy spoke. 'Y/n probably won't stick by much longer I don't why I should care when we both know we stopped that a long time ago."

"Y/n is a great person, remember why you fell for her?" Tadashi asked. "You couldn't even stop staring at her during class and waited for her by the entrance every day after school."

It was true. His mind had been over powered by you in an instant. He himself didn't know when he started to fall for you it just happened. It was the happiest day of his life when you accepted his confession and returned his feelings. Being with you was like living in another world. You were the one person he didn't need to put up a facade with, he was able to be himself.

Pushing his glasses up to his nose, he walked back into the court. "We should get back to practice."

Tadashi looked over at you with sad eyes, he knew you deserved better and at times wished Kei would let you go. But he knew him, despite what he says Kei did still love you even if he did act like a jerk.

"Are you sure he didn't brain wash you to go out with him?" Tanaka asked as he drank out of his sports bottle.

"Tanaka!" Daichi exclaimed. "We both know he's not that mean to do such a thing."

"All I'm saying is that being with someone like Tsukishima seems impossible."

"He's not that bad." You said.

"I find that hard to believe." Kageyama mumbled.

"Tsukishima can be grumpy, even more so than Kageyama!" Hinata exclaimed.

"What did you say you dumbass?!" He retorted proceeding to kick him on the side.

"Seriously though if you were my girlfriend I'd be happy to see you every day." Nishinoya said. "Heck I wouldn't even hesitate to show you off and let everyone know how lucky I am to have such a beautiful girlfriend."

You blushed slightly. "That's very nice of you to say Nishinoya. I'm sure your future girlfriend will appreciate that."

"Hell yeah!" He exclaimed pointing at himself. "I wouldn't dream of insulting you or making you feel less. I think anyone with a boyfriend or girlfriend would feel lucky to have a special someone."

Your eyes started to become watery hearing him talk so sweet about someone he hasn't even met yet. You quickly wiped away the tears with the back of your hand.

"I'm sorry!" Nishinoya said. "I didn't mean to make you cry!"

"N-no." You sniffled. "It's not your fault, I guess the words got to me is all."

"Y/n." Kei spoke, making everyone freeze. "Can I talk to you for a sec."

You swallowed down hard knowing well he probably heard Nishinoya talking. You followed Kei, walking to the other side of the gym away from everyone.

He stopped and turned to look at you. "This is why I told you not to come."

"What?"

"I didn't need my teammates to find out how much of a horrible boyfriend I am."

"But I never said that!" You stated. "I-"

"I don't care if you did or didn't but you made it seem like I was. Whatever happened between us doesn't concern them nor Tadashi. I told you that our problems are ours and no one else's."

"Kei-"

"No." He said. "I didn't want to be near you for a reason. I wanted to avoid of all of this happening. If you would have just listened to me then we wouldn't be fighting right now!"

You were starting to get fed up with his attitude, as much as you loved him and wanted to make it work, Kei was turning into someone you didn't recognize anymore.

"Can you just stop making it seem like everything is my fault for a second?!" You yelled.

He was taken back by your sudden change in attitude.

"I've been trying so damn hard to stay by your side and work things out but it's becoming difficult to keep hope for something that doesn't exist anymore." Tears began to form in your eyes. "I love you, Kei Tsukishima despite your shitty ass attitude and how much of an asshole you are. But I'm reaching my fucking limit! I can't stay quiet and hear you talk to me like I'm nothing!"

Something in him snapped he wasn't thinking about anything anymore. His mouth just opened. "If you were suffering with me then why don't you go with someone else who actually cares about you and treats you like a fragile butterfly then?!" You don't need to stay, no one is tying you down or forcing you to be with-with someone like me!"

"Didn't you hear anything I said?!" You retorted. "I loved you enough to stay! Because my ass thought I could at least make you see how bad things have gotten. To fix things together like couples are supposed to do!"

"Don't you see there is noting to fix?!" He stepped closer, closing the gap between you two. "This was a mistake, since the very beginning it was doomed from the start!" His breaking became unsteady. "You need to stop living in your head thinking that this can be saved, give it a rest and just give up!"

One by one, your tears started to escape. Your mind couldn't comprehend how little your relationship had actually meant to him. How every moment you spend together wasn't real to him.

"Why are you hurting me deliberately?" You asked. "W-What did I ever..." You swallowed down hard as tears fell." D-do to you?"

"You." He answered. "I shouldn't have poured so much focus on you instead of practice. I haven't been this stressed since I first joined the team. If I would have known that it would only bring me a headache I wouldn't have confessed."

"So you're saying you regret everything?" You asked him stepping back. "That everything you ever told me meant nothing to you?"

He chuckled dryly, placing his hands on his hips. "I don't need to keep repeating myself. I've told you once already and with the way things are going I figured you'd get it but I guess not."

"You know what?" You softly spoke. "I really wanted to save this... to be like we used to but it's not happening. And I can't try to save something that the person doesn't want."

"So you're just giving up?" He pressed his tongue against his teeth.

"Yeah." You said feeling defeated. "I guess I am."

You walk passed him, sucking in your lip as you tried to keep down the sob that threatened to escape.

But you didn't make it all the way before be spoke again.

"Typical," he said. "Maybe Nishinoya should've been the one to have you."

"Are you kidding me right now?"

"What? It looks like you didn't care about anything when you were smiling your way with him."

"I was only having a conversation with him!" You explained. "I smiled because he had complimented me. Why do you care about that?"

"Because he's not your boyfriend and you're making it seem like you wished he had been!"

"I chose you, Kei!" You cried. "I didn't care about what anyone said about you! I ignored what people said about you being selfish and cold hearted."

"Wow thanks for making me seem like a charity case."

"Would you just stop and hear how much of an asshole you sound like?! No one ever said you were a charity case! I decided to be with you because I loved you. No one ever forced me."

"Sure then you're probably going to go end up in his arms next-*

"Maybe I should." You half smiled.

"What?"

"You heard me." A chuckle escaped from your lips but sadness covered your eyes. "You're probably right maybe this was doomed from the start and who knows being with Nishinoya might have been the better choice for me. Maybe then I wouldn't have to crave compliments from other people since my boyfriend doesn't feel like doing it anymore. Maybe seeking comfort in someone else's arms is better than begging to someone who doesn't love me."

Kei stood quiet looking at the floor with widened eyes. Regret started to run through him, his stomach fell to the ground. Sooner or later you were going to leave but he didn't think it'd be this soon. But then again this was what he wanted right?

Right?

"Why don't we take a breather yeah?" Daichi said. "Before you say something you'll regret in the end-"

Pushing his glasses up to the bridge of his nose, he turned to look at you with glossy eyes. "There's nothing else to say, everything that was needed to be said was said. Right y/n?"

"Goodbye Tsukishima." You said walking out of the gym and not turning around, no matter how much you wanted to.

"Tsukishima, you can take a break if you'd like or go home if you need to." Sugawara said.

"I'm fine." Kei said. "There's nothing else to think about, we have nationals coming up don't we?"

On the outside he looked calm despite what just happened. But the way his body spoke, how much tension he was carrying on his shoulders and hands, said it all. He wanted to scream, scream like he never had before.

As much he wanted to pretend like he was okay, he knew once he was alone every emotion would start to crash down on him like a million bricks.

He lost the person he loved the most and this time there was no other person to blame but himself.

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tsukishumai · 2 years

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next time

pairing: suna rintaro x gn!reader

wc: 3k (???)

tags: fluff, idiots to lovers, accidental confession-ish?, manager!reader

summary: who the hell was Mitsuhashi and what did he want with you??

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“Oi, Suna.”

Suna groans.

Maybe he only had himself to blame. His morning had gone by suspiciously well – he woke up twenty minutes before his alarm was set to go off, which meant he had time to eat a hard-boiled egg before his run, which gave him enough energy to run an extra mile and a half. There was a complete breakfast spread on the table as soon as he finished getting ready for the day, and he left his house feeling satiated and productive.

So was it unreasonable for Suna to believe he was actually gonna have a good day? He’d like to think not.

But the heavy arm choking his neck, attached to a bottle blonde with a sleazy smirk tells him that really, he should have known better than to let his guard down so early.

Maybe if he ignored Atsumu he would go away… ?

“Dude, did ya hear about Mitsuhashi-kun?”

Suna sighs, hands itching to reach for the peace that was quickly slipping through his fingers like sand.

“What are you talking about?” Suna asks, side-stepping as he attempts to shrug himself out of Atsumu’s grip, but that only makes him pull Suna even closer.

“WELL! You’re in for a treat, because I heard that he was gonna –”

“Yo, Suna.”

Suna lets out an oof as yet another weighted arm is thrown around his shoulders, and suddenly he finds himself the meat between a Miya sandwich.

“Hey, man, did ya hear what’s going on with Mitsuhashi?”

Suna’s curiosity would have been officially piqued, but alas he was too disgruntled by the two disgustingly sweaty pits that were now sticking on both sides of his shoulder. It may be the summer, but really, is it normal for them to be this moist? The air around Suna felt humid, and he fought the immediate urge to gag.

“Buzz off, Samu, I was about to tell him,” Atsumu practically yelled from beside Suna’s ear, leaving behind a ringing as he reached in front of Suna to shove his brother’s arm.

“Don’t touch me, pig, you’re too slow, as usual,” Osamu retaliates, and Suna frowns as he’s stuck jostling between the two demons sent to ruin his day.

“What did you say?!”

“I said, you’re a slow pig—“

“Alright,” Suna forcefully extends his arms out, shoving his palms against the twins’ ribs and sending them flying sideways, “As fun as that wasn’t, I think I’ve had just about enough of you two for the day.”

Suna walks away just as the twins are regaining their balance, leaving them behind to blubber incoherently.

“Hey, wait —“

“No, Suna—“

“I said I was done for the day,” Suna doesn’t bother to spare them a glance, waving a hand above his head as he walks through the school gates.

Naively, Suna thought that was the end of it. And it was, for a brief moment of time. He arrived at his classroom and took his seat without incident, and his classes went on as they usually did. The group he had been assigned to during Science all actually did their work, and he got a much better score on his English exam than he realized.

He nearly forgot about his morning incident with the dynamic duo — that is, until lunch time.

“Hey, Suna!”

He looks up from his desk at his classmate calling his name from the door.

“Where’s y/n?”

Suna’s head immediately turns to your seat from across the classroom, eyes narrowing when he finds it empty.

Odd. He definitely saw you there earlier. You were making faces at him during Math, and you didn’t want to show him your score on that English test (that’s how he knows you failed).

Lunch had started seven minutes ago. On a regular day, you’d have dragged him out of his seat by now. It was Monday, and they were serving your favorite lunch— you’d probably make him run so you could beat the lines. The weather was nice, so he was thinking you’d try to convince him to eat out in the courtyard. He would have fought you on it, but honestly, he wanted to enjoy the sun too.

Yet today, your seat was empty. And if he wasn’t having a bad day before, then he was definitely having one now.

“No idea,” he answers gruffly, leaning back in his seat and turning his attention down to his phone.

“Sorry, Mitsuhashi, y/n’s not here.

Suna’s headphones were halfway into his ears, freezing when he heard that name. Mitsuhashi? Suna only knows him in passing – the captain of the basketball team… or was it soccer? Something that involved a lot of running. Suna’s interactions with him mainly involved fighting over club spots during school festivals, but he was… nice enough.

So what was he doing here, and what the hell did he want with you? Is he the reason you were nowhere to be found?

Wait… weren’t the idiots trying to tell him something about Mitsuhashi this morning? Damn, what was it? For the first time in his life, he finds himself thinking that maybe he should have listened to Atsumu.

Suna shudders at the thought. How could he let himself slip like this.

He quickly stands, the legs of his chair screeching loudly against the floor, and he figures it couldn’t hurt to just ask Mitsuhashi himself.

But when Suna gets to the classroom door, the boy in question was gone. Suna sticks his head out past the door frame, turning side to side, but he was faced with nothing but an empty hallway.

Hm. He runs faster than Suna thought.

And Suna never got the chance to ask what was going on – not Mitsuhashi, not the Miyas, and not even you. He had walked the entirety of the Inarizaki campus during his lunch break, even had time to stop by the cafeteria for a yakisoba pan, yet he couldn’t find anyone he was looking for.

It was strange. By this time, Suna would normally be fighting the three of you off with a stick – Atsumu arguing that he’s known Suna the longest, you retaliating that you were Suna’s favorite (true, but Suna would rather kiss Atsumu’s ass than admit that), and Osamu joining in with nonsense just for the sake of arguing.

The cacophony of voices usually made his ears want to bleed, but today the absence of it felt like a premonition, and it sent shivers all the way down his spine.

You were back in your seat when he returned to class, but he was five minutes late, the teacher was already giving him dirty looks, and you hadn’t even bothered to look up from your textbook.

He sat back down at his desk without another word.

The rest of his day went on seemingly normal, except it wasn’t.

He was able to get through his History class without any distractions — his notes impeccable and concise. But that was the problem. His phone sat silent in his blazer’s pocket, not having buzzed even once. Why haven’t you texted him all day? Where was the stupid cat meme that you seem to have an endless supply of, and were apparently determined to send him every single one in your arsenal? He’s told you to quit texting him during class a million times, but you’ve never listened to him before.

And then it was time to switch classrooms for Japanese. In this class, you actually sat next to him, and he was waiting for it. Waiting for the inevitable slip of paper you slid on his desk every day without fail, with your messy writing and a hastily scribbled smiley face — but it never came.

He always said it was annoying — juvenile to pass notes in class. Stop wasting his time, he’s not there to fail.

So he should be relieved, then. You’ve left him alone, like he’s always begged you to do.

But Suna Rintaro was upset. He could feel his blood simmering, bringing forth a rising heat beneath his eyes.

The thought of initiating contact briefly crossed Suna’s mind, and he nearly ripped a piece of paper out of his notebook, but he stopped. Because why should he? Wasn’t that your thing? Weren’t you the one incessantly pursuing Suna, outlandishly proclaiming your love or whatever? Didn’t you say you were gonna do whatever it took to get him to fall for you? Butting into his life like you’ve always belonged there, digging your heels in no matter how hard Suna pushed?

What, were you giving up on him all of a sudden?

Whatever. Suna didn’t care — he should be glad. He’s told you he wasn’t interested a million times, so maybe you finally got the hint. Maybe today was the new normal for him now — peaceful, and quiet, and not a single word from you. Great. Good. Fine.

Then classes ended, and you didn’t stop and wait to walk with him to practice, and he was upset. But his feet were definitely not stomping on the ground as he made his way to the locker rooms, and the deep frown on his face couldn’t possibly be the reason why everyone seemed to jump out of his way.

He takes a deep breath. Maybe he’s being irrational. Maybe coach asked you to come early to set up the nets. There was a possibility you might have just been having a bad day. You’d tell him about it eventually, right?

Suna’s thoughts were jumping back and forth as he exited the locker rooms, his mini melt down interrupted when he crashes.

“Ow, what the… don’t just stand there you idiots —“

“Shhh, Suna, shut the fuck up!”

Atsumu whisper-shouts as he grabs Suna’s collar and yanks him down, forcing Suna to crouch down low. Osamu’s head was peeking just around the corner of the building, and Atsumu quickly peeks over his brothers shoulder, turning back to Atsumu with a mischievous smile

“Be quiet, or they’ll see us,” Osamu mumbles, shooting an elbow back directly into Atsumu’s cheek. Suna was mildly impressed when Atsumu doesn’t make a peep, but it was quickly dissolved when he began to feel a cramp in his knees.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” Suna whispers, though he has no idea why is he made to be quiet.

“Mitsuhashi-kun’s confessing to Y/N,” Atsumu answers without looking back, and Suna feels like he’s been dropped from the sky.

“Huh? He’s going to what?” Suna immediately stands, but Atsumu was quick to drag him back down.

“We tried to tell you, but you didn’t want to listen,” Osamu snaps, “So shut up, and watch.”

Suna wanted to reach out with both hands and grab a fistful of hair each and knock their heads together so hard their noses started to bleed.

But not as much as he wanted to see what happens next.

So he bites his tongue, and he crouches down, and he sees Mitsuhashi standing red-faced, sweat dripping down his forehead as he shifted his weight between his feet. You stood in front of him with your hands behind your back, looking down at your shoes.

“So what I mean is…” Suna can vaguely hear the nasally, whiny voice of Mitsuhashi drone on, and it sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

“Please go out with me!”

Mitsuhashi bows deeply. You blink at him with your mouth dropped. In front of him, Osamu and Atsumu laugh

“Well, at least he’s got the balls,” Atsumu mutters, and Suna ignores the side eye in anticipation of what you would say next.

It was silent for a minute, or for eternity? Suna couldn’t tell, it felt the same to him. You shuffled your feet for a moment, and Mitsuhashi stayed parallel to the floor, eyes clenched as he waited for your response.

“I— uhh… I’m sorry, but… I can’t.”

Suna lets out a sigh of relief.

Mitsuhashi shoots up like a bolt of lightning, distressed as he takes a step forward.

“Huh? But why?”

“I just can’t,” you answer as you step back, but Mitsuhashi looked desperate.

“Is it because you have a boyfriend or something?”

“No, I don’t have a boyfriend, but —“

“Then why can’t you —“

Suna doesn’t know when he started walking, nor did he realize the twins were hot in his heels. But before he realized it, the three of them stood between you and Mitsuhashi, the poor basketball-or-soccer captain unable to do anything but stare up at the towering athletes.

“We’re going to be late for practice.”

Suna said nothing else. He simply wraps a hand around wrist, and drags you to the gym. The twins stayed behind for reasons Suna could only guess, but he refused to let go until you were sitting on the bench beside the net.

“You okay?” He asks softly. You stare up at him wide-eyed, nodding your head slowly.

“Suna, I —“

“Okay! Get in position for some passing drills! Let’s go!”

You looked frustrated when Suna turned to run on the court, but Suna couldn’t be more grateful for a reason to get away.

It was nearly impossible for him to focus now, and it was painfully obvious. His spikes were flying out of bounds, his serves were barely making it over the net, and he crashed into Ginjima twice.

What could he possibly have said to you?

There was a multitude of emotions swirling in his rib cage, some he could name, and some he never knew existed.

He felt frustrated, blindsided by the fact that apparently everyone knew this was happening but him. But what would he have done if he knew? Would he have tried to stop it, tell Mitsuhashi to stick it somewhere else? Then that would mean he —

Alright, and there is a small (read: big) part of him that felt almost too pleased at your rejection. Though it was at the price of someone else’s misfortune, Suna felt guilty at the fact that he really didn’t care. You rejected him.

But there was something else that was bothering, something that gnawed away at him like a rat, desperately fighting to escape from a burning bucket.

It devoured his thoughts throughout the entirety of practice, the hours practically just waving past him as they floated by. He almost didn’t hear his coach screaming in his ear about his “lack of concentration” and if he wasn’t better tomorrow, he was “skipping the next three practice games”.

Honestly, that felt like the least of Suna’s problems.

You looked surprised when you saw Suna waiting for you outside of the locker rooms. Though, he’s not sure why. You make him walk him with you everyday, don’t you? This wasn’t brand new.

What was brand new, though, was the silence that hung in the air as you walked awkwardly behind him.

And it really irritates him, it really really does, because you both know that your place was to walk beside him.

“Why’d you tell him that?” Suna finally speaks, his voice cutting into the tension like a hot knife through butter.

“Huh? Tell who what?” You sounded so small, it made Suna stop in his tracks. He turns around when he notices you’ve stopped too, and he nods his head sharply, motioning for you to move forward.

He waits until you’ve caught up to him to reply.

“Mitsuhashi. Why’d you tell him that?”

“What are you talking about,” You sounded confused, “I rejected him—“

“Why did you say you didn’t have a boyfriend?”

Suna crosses his arms, and straightens his back. He fights the amusement threatening to spill through the corners of his lips as he watches you gape at him incredulously.

“Because… I don’t have one?” Your reply was unsure, as if worried your toes might have been caught in a trap.

“What, I thought you liked me? Weren’t you the one that confessed during the open ceremony, and swore that I would become your boyfriend, and we would—“

Suna couldn’t continue his sentence, too busy trying to dodge the fists that were flying at his face. Your face was red, contorted in a mix of anger and embarrassment, and Suna couldn’t think of anything cuter.

The distraction was a hefty price to pay, because you managed to land a heavy blow on Suna’s gut, and he groans as he doubles over.

“I do like you, you fucking asshole,” you continue to pummel at his shoulders, and he covers his snickers with a cough, “And you know that, so why play dumb! You don’t need to mess with me.”

You started kicking at his shins now, practically pummeling Suna down his neighborhood.

“I’ve liked you since the first day I walked into this school, and I still like you know, but I can like for as much and as long as I want, it doesn’t matter if you don’t like me back.”

You still threw your fists at his chest, but Suna stills when he sees the teardrops that began to fall down your cheeks.

“And if you don’t like me back, then I can’t call you my boyfriend—“

“Are you dumb? I do like you.”

Your fists freeze against his chest, standing stiff and staring at him dumbfounded. Your eyebrows scrunch in confusion, blinking rapidly as your lips twist into a scowl. You lay your palms flat against Suna’s chest, and shove him away from you.

“Don’t mess with me like that, Suna. It’s really not funny this time —“

Suna reaches forward and grabs your wrist, tugging you hard until your chest nearly bumps with his.

“I’m not joking, y/n. You really think I would about this?”

Suna couldn’t explain it, couldn’t understand what felt so wrong about everything until this moment.

“I like you,” Suna says again, and he slides his hand down from your wrist to interlock your fingers.

“So the next time someone confess to you, tell them you have a boyfriend. Okay?”

There might as well have been fireworks in the sky, with the way you grinned at him.

“Okay.”

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lumiinix · 1 year

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You like to call your boyfriend cute when you talk about him to your coworkers, saying things like: “He’s so cute, he cooks for me all the time!” or “My boyfriend just bought me this flower bouquet for our date! Isn’t he the cutest?” and it planted an image into your coworkers mind of your boyfriend being this soft looking guy. So they definitely didn’t expect a tall muscular guy with a face that literally embodies “if looks could kill” to walk into the building claiming to be your boyfriend and that you had asked him to pick you up. But it did help a little when you run into his arms telling how much you miss him and for a moment, they catch his hard face turned soft. Ok maybe he was a little cute.

-Sakusa, Ushijima, Kageyama, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima.

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forusomimiya · 11 months

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Virgin!Suna is a horny mess. Whenever he sees you he gets a hard-on and has to run to the bathroom to jerk off and imagine that you are there between his legs, sucking his balls and cumming later on your face. Virgin!Suna fantasizes about you in every possible way. You're always on his mind, whether it's on his face or on his cock. He often wonders what your cum would taste like, and the mere thought of it makes him get hard again and go get some toilet paper to jerk off again. Virgin!Suna will come up behind you at the party and rub his cock against your ass like a fucking dog in heat. He'll whisper in your ear the wonderful things he could do to you if you were at home. Meanwhile, you'd be slumped over his shoulder, struggling with the heat and the shiver his dirty words send down your spine.

"I bet if you let me taste that little pussy, you'd end up on your knees in front of me begging for more, don´t you? What do you think about it?"

Virgin!Suna would despair and take it out on you for not fucking him that night in the cruelest way. A picture of his red cock, with cum all over his belly would ignite your desire and leave you horny for hours. "Look at what you've done to me…. So miserable and proud that you won't help a poor virgin to milk his cock…. I hope it's a lesson for you next time, I don't let just anyone play with me".

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xfgpng · 1 year

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“just the tip”

when he first met you, he found you annoying. it wasn’t because you did anything in particular, he just couldn’t understand how you could get underneath his skin with just a slight tilt of your head or the way you laughed with your whole body, pretty eyes crinkling at the corners.

you were kind to him sure but you never really showed interest in him outside being acquainted. it drove him crazy.

 why didn’t you want him because fuck, he wanted you so badly.

he’d be up and nights, big hand wrapped tightly around his cock as he closed his eyes, thinking about you and your pretty face. he wondered how you’d look laid out underneath him, struggling to take his cock because he was just too big for you.

how your lips, always glossy and plump due to your lipgloss, would look wrapped around the mushroom head of his dick. he had to bite back a moan, tightening his hold around the base so he could edge himself. he needed you so badly that he could barely focus on any other girl.

the man was convinced you were using those crystals he had heard your friends talking about. why else was he so into you when you gave him no impression that the feeling was mutual.

“fuck fuck fuck” he whines, whines like a bitch and he should feel embarrassed but he can’t even think about how desperate he sounds. he thinks it’ll be worse when he does finally get the courage to speak to you one on one.

he had no issues with getting around, his own friends like to call him a slut but he didn’t care and he was absolutely willing and ready to stop his one night stands if you just let him put the tip in.

he needed to have you.

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hxltic · 1 year

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imagine bokuto fucking you so good from behind

you’re laid flat on your stomach, where he has two large hands digging into the small dip of your back. He’d already fucked you out, so now with every dragged curl of his hips, it feels ten times longer. He’d go slow before increasing speed.

Sweat is dripping down your body and wetting your hair. He does that lopsided full grin of his and brushes his own sweat droplets from his forehead, before shifting weight completely to his palms and slamming down almost fully parallel to your body. You were pinned. Your walls tugged against the length of him, massaging his cock in a way no fist can. You were tight but so fucking wet, and with every slap of his forgotten balls you get closer and closer to what,, your 4th orgasm?

“H-ah fuck! Oh m’god Ko-“

The bed rocks with every roll, your chin slowly falls with the weight of your head, and your eyes droop inconsistently. You start to mumble to no one into the covers.

“Mmph, fills s’gud,” you’d whine.

“Just hold out for me alright baby? You’re takin’ it like a fucking champ.”

He adjusts one hand to disperse along the whole portion of your back, allowing him to grab one arm and fold it into his hold. He copied the movements for the other while your hips naturally rise. You, him, and the bed bullied the supporting wall together, causing scratch marks of dark grey to stain it. With the loss of cognizance, you didn’t notice how he wasn’t as horizontal anymore, but was pressed more on his knees. The strength he even has to do that is insane— and honestly, you wish you could admit it—but you were too distracted by the slight upward angle this entailed.

If your eyes weren’t rolled back, they were now. Your jaw hung slack when they first shot wide, portraying on your face the exact feeling of ecstasy that ran through your veins. Bokuto noticed how you became stagnant for just a split second. Idle, even.

You then shivered and shook as you sporadically pushed your hips back in an escape. Of course, this was futile with no arms.

“H-Oh my fucking god Kotarō,” your voice was higher than he’d ever heard it.

He just roughed you up towards him, grabbing you by the fat of your ass connecting to your hips, and slipped himself back in like nothing happened. When you tried to wiggle away, you successfully got him to let one hand loose, but the consequence was that one shoulder was on the bed and the other wasn’t, so now your neck was craning to look at him by the side in doggy.

Thrusting into you in a new position where there was nothing left of his dick to see, you could’ve screamed. There was no buildup or anything, he hit the same spot about twice a second, but you were out of energy. In this moment he sacrificed speed for power. With a mindless, animalistic groan, you pushed against him from inside and came. The mixed-haired man smiled once white started to peek out whenever he thrusted. Your ass stained red along with your tightly held wrist.

So you laid there and took it all instead, half mentally here and half not. He only laughed that boisterous laugh from behind you and forced your hips down. They’d ricochet off, then return with momentum. It was hot and wet, a lewd scene with your mixed sounds and his loud grunts. And you know when Bokuto wants something, he goes all out.

He knew you knew the safe word, and he knew you knew when to use it; therefore, he’d fuck you until you could barely think. You loved it.

He’d taunt, “You tryna run away?”

“Hummph”

“sorry babe, what was that?”

“n’mm.”

“close enough.” he concludes breathlessly.

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noosayog · 1 year

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[baby fever] ft. ushijima wakatoshi

wc: 400

iwaizumi | atsumu | osamu | sakusa | kageyama

You’re standing outside the gym where the Olympics team is practicing when you see Iwaizumi walk by, hand in hand with a clumsily waddling toddler. Iwaizumi nods at you and the toddler waves a chubby arm at you. You giggle and wave back.

“Did you want to wait inside?” Iwaizumi asks.

You’re about to decline when the toddler tugs on your fingers.

“Come in?” he asks.

You agree, letting him lead you by his grip around your ring finger and pinky. Inside the gym, Iwaizumi asks you to watch his son as he finishes up with the team. The child quickly settles into your lap, his babbling trailing off as he dozes away. You’re fiddling with a loose thread in his little sweater when Wakatoshi comes up behind you, freshly showered. He greets you with a brief kiss on the head and sits quietly next to you when he sees the sleeping kid in your arms.

“Who’s this?”

“Iwaizumi’s son,” you respond distractedly.

Ushijima stares intently at you as you gently rock the small child in your arms. He continues to watch in silence as you double-knot his shoelaces, straighten the sleeves on his sweater, and swat away the drool at the corner of his open mouth. He notices when you laugh quietly at his little snores.

His eyes are still on you when you finally look up at him.

“What,” you laugh. “What are you looking at?”

Before he can answer, Iwaizumi comes to relieve you of childcare duties. He thanks you and you assure him that his son was wonderful.

“You’re in a good mood,” Ushijima states.

You only smile at him, swinging your clasped hands in wide arcs and skipping a bit.

Later that night, with your back nestled into his broad chest, he rubs a warm, large palm on your tummy. The gesture is innocent and gentle, but the circles get slowly wider.

“You like kids, huh?” As he talks, the palm slides up to cup your breasts.

“Is that what this is about?”

“What do you think,” he asks, hands not stopping. “About having kids.”

You push him onto his back and roll on top of his chest, eye to eye with him. He gazes at you lovingly and you’ll never get tired of it.

“I want a girl,” you say. “I really want to see your big muscly arms holding a pink blanket with our little daughter in it.”

He gives you a confused look, “if that’s what you want.”

He flips the two of you over, hands back on your body.

“What are you doing!” you laugh.

“Starting now,” he says simply, as his hands continue their trail down your body.

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tojisprettywife · 29 days

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{note: i rewrote this, with b.s.t (hope someone gets the reference 🧍🏻‍♀️) anyway i cried, it got deleted first. i’m sleepy, hopefully it’s okay. minors DNI.}

warnings: smut. characters! m! x f! reader. characters are aged up to 21.

inexperienced men. who for the very first time feel, what a pussy feels like. your gummy, warm walls clenching around his throbbing cock. the way he clenches his jaw and gritting his teeth, to regain composure from cumming almost immediately. “f-fuck…so tight ..”. your pulsing soft walls suck his cock in, barely holding himself up. the way his soft, silky locks fall on your chest as he’s hunched over you. only gasps, curses and more whimpers slipping out of his lips. “so.. t—tight.. shit..”. pushing his full length into, till the base, gripping the plush of your hips, a bit too hard, in meek attempts to stop himself from painting your tight walls white. after what seems like forever, he slowly moves his hips, each stroke, sending shivers down his spine. he leans down to kiss you, again in attempts to keep him from moaning loud. he pushes his tongue into your mouth, his tongue lapping yours. but soon, the kissing gets sloppy, saliva dripping down both your chins. he leans down, burying his face into the crook of your neck. his teeth grazing the base of your neck, as his hips erratically, in haste buck against yours. the sound of his balls slapping against your ass, filling the room combined with his little whimpers and yours. “i-i’m cum-ming… f-fuck” he buries himself to the hilt, pushes himself even deeper, his tip bruising your cervix. his eyes squeezed shut, biting down your shoulder lightly. his cock, pumping ropes of milky, sticky cum. his cock twitching inside you, panting against your neck. just as he catches his breath, your walls convulse around his twitching cock, overstimulating. “o- fuckkk.. f..ck” barely able to form coherent sentences, slurring his words. burying his face into the pillow, beside your head, to stifle his moans. muffled moans, teary eyes as one hand gripped your waist tightly, bruising them lightly and the other hand gripping the sheets, crumpling them. his first feel of a vaginal orgasm. he presses soft kisses from your jawline to your neck, “it feels… so good.. one more time?.. please baby?..”. no longer will his hands suffice for him, as he felt what heaven feels like, you.

~ Choso Kamo, Gojo Satoru, Oikawa Toru, Nagi Seishiro, Inumaki Toge, Miya Atsumu, Naoya Zenin, Yuuji Itadori, Kageyama Tobio + whoever you want 😵‍💫

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rinsramenshop · 2 years

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boyfriend!sakusa kiyoomi ♡

bf!sakusa who opens the door for you, whether its a restaurant or car door. a small habit he’s always had since he started dating you

bf!sakusa who starts his days thinking of you and ends his day thinking of you. it may not be his first thought, but you’re in his head

bf!sakusa who has a drawer in his bathroom for your products. he often stocks up whenever he notices you’re missing something

bf!sakusa who has his own cookbooks for recipes of your favorite foods

bf!sakusa who has matching keychains with you, his is always on his volleyball bag so he gets reminded of you

bf!sakusa who smiles at your texts no matter what it is. miya has caught him a few times

bf!sakusa who made a care package for you whenever you two had to be apart. it includes your favorite snacks, drinks, and photos of you two

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ceo-of-daichi · 1 year

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HQ AND PREGNANCY/GIVING BIRTH

Characters | Various x Fem!Reader

WC | 1.1k

A/N | Been wanting to write these hc’s for a while, I miss writing hc’s honestly this was a lot of fun! I honestly think all the HQ charas would be amazing parents and be extremely supportive!! Not proof read so I apologise if you find mistakes :) (also I have zero experiences of pregnancy so if anything is inaccurate thats why :3)

TW | Pet names (babe and baby), soft soft soft!

Tip-Jar☕️ | Navi | Karasuno Masterlist

Is the most supportive partner they could be. Reading books about childbirth the minute you find out that you are expecting. Wants to support you in whatever way they can, literally lets you do nothing.

“Babe I am only 4 weeks pregnant, I can stand for longer than 10 minutes without you attempting to carry me”

Super endearing at first (although after a while you have to remind them you are okay and they are getting annoying), you love how excited they are to help you through the pregnancy.

They have been low key planning this since they met you, even have an amazon wish list specifically for if you ever put up with them long enough to have kids.

Packages come every week or so, full of different things for the nursery etc. They are constantly shoving their phone or laptop into your face to ask opinions on different things.

You both design the nursery together and it is IMMACULATE, although they won’t let you lift anything they do let you paint the walls.

And when the time finally comes for you to be rushed to the hospital, they have been prepared since day one. The emergency bag is grabbed and you are being hurried out the door to the hospital.

Doesn’t leave your side at any moment, helps you through contractions and lets you squeeze their hand as much as you need. Talking to you the whole time, letting you know that they are there and how good a job you are doing.

When the baby comes they are speechless, lost at the site of the small bundle of joy that you nurtured inside of you for 9 months. It makes them fall deeper in love with you.

And their child? The minute they get to hold the tiny bundle of joy, their heart is the fullest it's ever been. And all the pain you just went through is suddenly worth it to see the look on your partner's face, as they hold your joint creation.

(they definitely cry at some point)

DAICHI, Sugawara, Kiyoko, Tanaka, Ennoshita, Iwaizumi, AKAASHI, Inouka, Kuroo, Yaku, Semi, TAKEDA, Akiteru, Michimiya, Ukai Jr, MEIAN, Osamu, Kita.

Is much more nervous when they find out, of course they are excited but are they prepared? Absolutely not. But they don’t have time to worry about it now because it's happening.

They are trying their hardest, despite them being extremely anxious and not exactly hiding it that well. Sometimes forget that things are going to be slightly different as time progresses.

Sometimes you have to prompt them to help you with certain things, such as buying things for the nursery etc. They let you pick the aesthetic for the nursery and struggle to understand why you want the nursery to be so picturesque, after all it's meant to be a practical room.

“Do we really need a rocking chair?”

“But it will look cute and it will be helpful!”

You are going to have to tell them to help you if you are struggling, they will definitely forget that you aren’t meant to be lifting heavy things etc. Not because they don’t want to help you (because trust me they do) but sometimes they just need a little nudge. Although they immediately apologise with promises of a foot rub that evening.

They may be oblivious to certain things, but when you are both cuddled up on an evening, their arms tightly around you. Hands running over your bump affectionately, whispers of the future and what you will do when there are three of you. That's when you know that everything will be worth it.

The one thing they do well is the emergency bag for the hospital, it has double of everything you may need. They are almost over prepared for the situation by the time it comes. The car has been packed for weeks with everything you may need for the inevitable trip to the hospital.

Extremely unsure of how to help you when you are in labour, not sure if anything they are saying is actually helpful. End up staying fairly quiet, with the occasional kiss to your forehead to remind you they are still here and that you are doing a good job.

Allows you to squeeze their hand until they can’t feel it anymore.

When they see the baby for the first time, the smile on their face is one you wish to commit to memory forever. They definitely cry the first time they hold them. Promising that they would do anything and everything in their power to protect you and your child until they die.

USHIJIMA, Kageyama, Asahi, Yamaguchi, YACHI, Aone, Kenma, Yamamoto, KYOTANI, Kinnoshita.

Overly excited from the minute you find out. This person is like a child at Christmas all of a sudden. They are golden retrievers anyway, but the thought of you carrying their child and becoming a parent is thrilling.

Points out baby clothes and accessories when you are out shopping, constantly trying to sneak them into the cart.

“Baby we don’t need that many nappies yet, we still have 7 and a half months.”

“No harm in being prepared!”

Instantly wants to get to work making the house baby proof, child proof and everything in between. Which you let them, you can’t say no when they are excitedly picking out colours for the nursery.

Although occasionally you have to pull in the reins, mainly to stop them spending all your joint savings on things that you don’t really need. You have to direct them slightly to make sure you are getting everything you need.

Sometimes they send you puppy dog eyes and then you really can’t say no. You end up with a lot of stuff to say the least, some of it useful and some of it less so.

And you both have a BLAST decorating the nursery, them being so playful means it takes twice as long and can get messy pretty quickly. But you eventually get a working nursery, it's extremely cute and feels like the perfect combination of both of you.

They can also be overly protective, not letting you do things by yourself. Which can get annoying especially in the early months, but you know they mean well. As the months go by it becomes less annoying and more endearing, because you actually need to rest.

Also extremely prepared for the hospital, has like 3 bags full of things. Almost panics when you shout for them to grab the bags and get ready to head to the hospital.

Has to calm themselves down on the drive while also trying to calm you down. When you eventually get there, he tries to talk to you the whole time, reassuring you, and helps you through small breathing exercises you both learnt on the run up.

Can’t stop crying the minute you give birth, is just so in love with you and their baby. Can’t stop staring in awe as they watch you cradle the newborn in your arms.

BOKUTO, Atsumu, Hinata, KOGANEGAWA, Terushima, Saeko, Goshiki, Lev, Nishinoya, OIKAWA.

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teamatsumu · 5 months

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CRUSH (ushijima wakatoshi x reader)

summary: wakatoshi has a crush.

word count: 720

warnings: fem!reader, its all just fluff

tags: @keiva1000

Ushijima knows he has fans. He might be simple-minded and a little oblivious, but he’s not stupid.

He knows girls stare at him from the balcony during practice. And he can hear their giggling when he passes them in the halls. Tendou often calls him Shiratorizawa’s Golden Boy, which Ushijima wholeheartedly disagrees with, but never voices out loud. Tendou often says strange things. He doesn’t mind.

Ushijima doesn’t understand his popularity. Sure, he is a good player. The best ace in the prefecture. But most of these girls have no understanding of volleyball. So why are they spending hours upon hours in the stands, watching him play?

“They’re not watching the match, Wakatoshi-kun. They are watching you.”

Hm. Strange. His play is very consistent. Watching him do the same thing over and over has to get boring, especially when they aren’t watching for the sake of the game.

But then he sees you for the first time.

You are in his third year English class. In his three years of high school, Ushijima is sure he has never seen you before. Because if he had, there was no way he would forget you.

He is curious. And a little enamored by you.

You are, by all means, a regular girl. You sit on the same chair every day, bring your own bento instead of eating from the cafeteria. It is always wrapped in a pretty multicolored patterned cloth, done up in a knot on top. You have a small stuffed cat chain on the zipper of your backpack. And you wear your hair differently every day. Some days it is tied up, some days it is let down. And some days it is half-up and half-down. You have one pink bunny hairclip that you wear maybe once every two or three days that Ushijima thinks is very cute. Your uniform is always immaculate.

There are so many tiny details about you that Ushijima has learned, and he finally understands why girls would stay hanging over the gym balcony to watch him for hours, because he could watch you for hours too.

You are very smart, he could tell. You always answer correctly when the teacher would call on you, and he has glimpsed at your notes. Simple, but neat and easy to understand, just the way he likes it. There are no crazy colors and highlighters, and your handwriting is neat and beautiful, just like the rest of you.

You are also quiet. You have a select group of friends that you talk to, and while you are nice to anyone who interacts with you, you don't go out of your way to stand out. Again, Ushijima loves that. It seems he loved everything about you. All the minor details that make you a little bit more unique to everyone else.

When you show up at his game, he nearly loses his focus.

It in’t an important game by any means, just a practice match with another local university team. So why are you here? Have your friends dragged you along? Or are you here by your own volition? Ushijima feels how sweaty his palms are when he clenches his fists, and it surprises him.

Is he….. nervous?

Why? Because you are watching? How ridiculous. Ushijima has never once doubted his own strength, or his ability to win. How could your presence alter that? The thought annoys him, and he is determined to prove that you being here would not be a hindrance to his play.

Turns out, he needn't have worried. It seems your presence had sharpened his senses more than ever. Shiratorizawa won in straight sets, and of the 50 points they scored, 39 had been from Ushijima’s hand.

“You were on fire today, Wakatoshi-kun.” Tendou comments as the final whistle rings. Ushijima unintentionally glances at you in the stands, cheering for the team. Cheering for him.

His heart is beating a mile a minute, and he doesn’t think it is because of the game he had just played. He hears Tendou let out a dreamy sigh.

“Ah, the miracles of having a crush.”

He feels his lips tick up in a tiny smile as he throws a towel over his shoulders. Tendou is wrong. Ushijima doesn’t think he has a crush.

He thinks he is in love.

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more "come get your man"❗❗ with some more haikyuu boys maybe but honestly? whoever you want 🙏

i got u 😉

part 1 here

pairings: osamu, atsumu, kuroo

OSAMU

onigiri miya was due to close in the next two minutes. you watched your boyfriend close up the counter from your spot on the stool. you liked sitting in when his shop was empty like this, it felt kinda…domestic.

it triggered your thoughts on the future with the hotter twin (in your opinion), you could see yourself walking down the alter to meet him, eating on the floors of your unfurnished home, him standing behind you whilst you rocked your child to sleep—

“hey samu what should i do with these!” you almost rolled your eyes at the voice shouting from the kitchen.

osamu had explained to you how he hired one of his friends from high school to work for him as a favour. she had just finished getting her degree and was looking for work in the area.

you didn’t mind, you were secure in your relationship so there was no reason to be pissed. that was until you had met her and introduced yourself to her as his girlfriend. like a switch had flipped, she instantly started to openly show her hatred for you behind sugar coated insults and not so subtle faces she made only when your boyfriend was out of sight.

you watched osamu’s chest expand in a deep breath. he ran his fingers through his disheveled hair before flipping his cap back on, pecking your temple before heading to the back. “i’ll go see what she wants then we’ll leave, ‘kay?”

you nodded and packed your bag, leaving your space clear and waiting by the counter for your man.

a whole five minutes had passed. you haven’t heard anything which was a sign that you should go investigate, given that girls record.

“…i thought we had a rule for customers showing up before closing time.” a hushed voice whispered.

“we do, there’s no customers here.”

“so who’s still sat out front, you always do this sam—”

ahem.

two faces looked to your spot at the door opening. one looking guilty, one relieved.

“you ready to go samu?” you asked sweetly. “it’s been five minutes and it’s movie night, you know i’m dying to catch up on our franchise.” you not so subtly bragged.

he breathed out through a chuckle. “of course baby, sorry for the hold up. i’m done here anyways.” he walked towards you, missing the dropped jaw of his employee.

you wrapped your arm around his waist before you left, not before smirking at the red-faced girl who was shaking in anger? sadness? embarrassment? you didn’t care.

your shoulders dropped at the chime of the bell followed by the nights breeze as you began your comfortably silent walk home.

“you’re cute when you stake your claim on me ya know?” osamu flicked your forehead.

“shaddap.” you retorted. “if she doesn’t understand boundaries i’ll set them.”

ATSUMU

atsumu was a textbook example of a frat boy. the parties, the girls, the popularity, the girls.

the only stereotype he’s not playing into is dating the leader of the girls sorority house, and some people felt like he’s doing it all wrong.

“omg hi! welcome to—” the cheery voice dripped upon seeing you at the door. “the boys house, who do you know here?”

the girl you recognised as the sorority house leader shamelessly eyes you up and down, twirling the ends of her blonde hair.

if she was here, the rest of the girls were too. they did everything as a culty pack: traveling, partying and even dating. you always thought it was weird how they were all paired with a frat boy, but you never said anything. maybe to them at least.

they obviously hated you for being a rock in their river.

“i’m here for atsumu,” your brow quirked.

her face hardened before plastering into a plastic smile.

“sorry ya just missed him! maybe if you go to—”

“BABY IS THAT YOU!?” a loud, excited voice belonging to your boyfriend shouted.

looking over her shoulder, you watched his blonde locks fly with the wind as he shoved past the girl who let out a disheartened gasp, and picked you up before picking you up and twirling you around.

“i missed you so much,” his soft lips continuously pressed against your face before pouring all his emotion into one last kiss on your lips.

“i missed you too tsum,” you giggled “i was only gone a week though.”

“a week to long! come i have so much to catch you up on.”

again ignoring the fuming girl who had watched the whole interaction, he damn near dragged you up the stairs past all his frat bros who you made sure to shout a greeting at as you passed.

you could hear the rest of the girls from the sorority comforting the girl who was now crying, talkin bout ‘he’ll come around, you two are destined to be together. but you didn’t care, you knew atsumu knew about his rep as a frat bro and he has explained to you about how much he doesn’t care about the ‘dumb stereotypes’ and ‘he likes what he likes, and thats you’.

“you know she likes you right?”

“does she, i thought the only reason she wants me that bad is so their matchup can be completed…”

“that’s part of it, but i feel like she genuinely likes you…” you trailed.

“hey, hey,” he held your cheeks tuning your focus on him. “i don’t care about all that okay? i’m yours and yours alone”

you nodded, placing your hands over his.

“now,” he pulled out his phone going straight to the photos app “let me show ya all you’ve missed.”

KUROO

“tetsuro stopppp,” the girl who had been partnered with your boyfriend for a science project whacked his arm playfully. “omg girl tell your boyfriend to stop.”

you looked at her, then him, then back at her. “stop being a bitch tetsuro.” you played into her antics, drawing out his name like she did.

“not like that, you don’t need to be mean. it was literally a joke.” she mumbled.

kuroo’s eyes met your rolling ones across the table as he shrugged.

“so what are you guys doing after this,” she asked the both of you, but stared at kuroo.

you had explained how you were going to the mall after, so they should probably finish up so you can make it soon.

“you’re going on a date? that’s so cuuuute, there’s actually this really cute place we saw together when—”

“i’ll be right back. toilet.” kuroo stated tensely, sending you an apologetic look as he saw your panicked expression. the both of you knew what her intentions were.

she watched him leave, all the way until the toilet door closed then she turned to you. “can i be real with you a sec, have a heart to heart you know as a fellow sister.”

she didn’t let you respond before she spoke out. “i highkey think tetsu deserves better, he seems really tense around you and i know your dating or whatever but i feel like i could treat him better. i know him.”

woahwoahwoahwhat.

“no.”

“no?”

“no!” you took a deep breath in, before calling her name. “i know you like him, you haven’t even respected me or him enough to hide it. but if you really loved him or knew him, you would know how uncomfortable he feels with you openly flirting with him while he’s in a committed relationship.”

your words hit her like a truck. “you’re not listening to me,” she reached for your hands across the table which you retracted before she could reach. “he needs someone like me, i’m not trying to diss you but you dress kinda bland, your not in many classes together, he doesn’t even talk about you all that often.”

“i do when you overstep, but otherwise i’m just trying to do my work and leave.”

she turned around to see her dear tetsu, arms folded, hurt look on his face. you knew he didn’t like confrontation, so he must have been feeling a strong type of way for him to talk like this.

“tetsu—”

“kuroo.”

“tetsuro,” she stood up placing an arm on his arm which made him step back. “please just come to me, you know we’ll be good together too…”

noticing your boyfriends drastically increased discomfort, you stepped in. “i think you’ve done enough,” you put yourself between the two of them.

wordlessly, you took his larger hand in yours and left the library. after checking up on him, the two of you decided to have a home date instead.

“thanks for stepping in by the way” his voice came out small.

you squeezed his hand. “anything for you tetsu”

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