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ilyluffy · 1 year

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𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 + 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: osamu hadn’t really thought about kids until he saw how good you are with his nephew

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: osamu miya x afab!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: soft dom!osamu, established relationship, mentions of children/pregnancy, osamu carries the reader at one point, petnames “doll, angel”, body worship, titty/nipple play, breeding kink, vaginal sex, mating press, size kink, tummy bulge, daddy kink, creampie, implied multiple orgasms

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.8k+

“𝐀𝐈𝐍’𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄?” atsumu grinned as he bounced a smiling baby on his thigh. “looks just like his old man”.

from where he sits across from his brother, osamu shakes his head in reply. “think he looks nothing like ya and that’s why he is cute” the twin snickers. that remark earns a muffled giggle from you and a “shuddup!” from atsumu.

you interrupt the brother’s bickering to ask atsumu if you could hold the baby. he happily hands over his son, who you scoop into your arms eagerly. with his child being taken care of by you, atsumu is able to turn his attention back to osamu. “it was nice that you were able to come visit yer nephew. took ya long enough”.

“i know, i know. it’s not i’ve been avoidin’ it but the restaurants been busy” osamu explains, gazing in your direction to witness you rocking the baby and gently talking to him. “you can thank that one for convincing me to take some time off so we could come over today. they’ve been dyin’ to see that baby”.

“in that case. thank ya for talkin’ to my stubborn brother” atsumu chuckles after expressing his gratitude to you. you give him a little nod before your focus is back on the newborn.

“funny hearin’ you of all people call anyone stubborn with yer thick skull” osamu counters. as expected, this causes atsumu to fall his twin a string of nasty names but at this point osamu’s tuning him out. his eyes are on you and you alone. the way you interact with his nephew looks so natural. it warms osamu’s heart and makes the wheels in his head start to turn.

the two of you stayed at atsumu’s place for a few more hours. the entire time you seem utterly attached to the baby and it would be impossible not to notice how good you are with atsumu’s son. the child goes as far as to start wailing when the pair of you have to leave after dinner. it breaks your heart a little but atsumu informs you that you can visit whenever you’d like as he tries to soothe the crying little one.

despite the reassurance you appear a bit disappointed during the drive home. osamu doesn’t want to touch on it, opting to only give your thigh the occasional comforting squeeze as he navigates through traffic. in fact, the topic isn’t brought up again until you’re at home getting ready for bed.

you were in the middle of washing your face in the bathroom when you spotted osamu’s reflection in the mirror. giving him a little smile, you routine to your nightly routine. “had fun with the baby today?” osamu hums, wrapping his muscular arms around your torso. you nod your head, commented on how adorable the kid was. “hmm… ever thought about havin’ ‘em? kids i mean”.

the question surprises you a little but it doesn’t make you uncomfortable so you're able to answer him in a cheerful manner. “‘course i have. really want to have them one day”.

osamu takes pause, as if processing this information and considering if he should keep this topic going. eventually he gains some confidence and asks you about what’s been on his mind for majority of the day. “have you thought about havin’ kids with me?”.

you thought you were taken aback the first time. now you’re blinking in shock. “well yes. who else would i start a family with?”.

“i d’know. you’ve never mentioned it to me before so i didn’t wanna assume” he mumbles, gently kissing the crook of your neck. it suddenly feels like he’s holding you a little tighter, like he’s worried about scarring you away or something. “i wasn’t sure about how i felt until today but i think i want ‘em too… so what do ya say about startin’ to try?”.

that suggestion makes you stop what you were doing. even with his iron tight grip you manage to wiggle around to face osamu. there’s this anxiety in his eyes. you can tell he was unsure about bringing this up to you and it took some courage to express how he felt. you’re relieved when he relaxes a little when you peck his lips.

“there’s nothing i would love more than to do that with you ‘samu” you whisper as you stroke his cheek. “what do you say about starting tonight, hmm?”.

osamu’s pupils shift dramatically at your response. animalistic instinct seems to take over as he loosens his hold on you so his hands can travel down to your ass. “jump then” he nearly growls. how could you not listen. hopping up, osamu’s large palms hold you up as you snake your legs around his waist. he continues to massage your ass as he carries you to the bedroom.

“get undressed f’me, doll” says osamu once he placed you down on your mattress. he’s already working to tug the skin tight black shirt he had on over his head so you follow his lead. peeling your pajamas off, you toss your clothing to the side just in time. by the time your cunt is on full display for him, osamu’s cock is slapping against his stomach.

“there we go. look how pretty ya are” osamu groans, attaching his lips to your neck. he waits until he’s sucked a dark bruise on to your skin before he moves on to your tits. he shows your chest some love, pepper kisses along the soft mounds and flicking your perky nipples. the next piece of your body he pays attention to is your stomach. his tongue draws a heart on your tummy as he murmurs to himself. “you’ll look even pretty with yer stomach nice and swollen”.

you whimper at his words but truthfully you’re also growing a little impatient. osamu must sense this because he touches the place you need him most. letting a wad of spit slip from his mouth to your clit, osamu uses his silva to massage your sensitive nub with your nub. when you start to get wetter, osamu rubs his cock between your damp folds.

“that’s it, angel. are ya ready for me?” he double checks before plunging into you. although his dick is aching to feel your warmth, osamu waits until you tell him it’s okay. with permission granted from you, he inches his girth into your welcoming pussy.

“f-fuck, feels so good” osamu praises, gritting his teeth as your hole slowly swallows his massive cock. even with the preparation he’s stretching you out beyond belief. but that’s exactly how you like it. “don’t think it’ll take me long to breed ya, doll. i’ll make sure to fill ya up real nice” he promises, moving your legs against your chest so he can bottom out easier.

the new position doesn’t just help osamu stuff you completely but it makes his cock hit such a deep spot inside of you. it’s so good that you have to let your head fall back. “moanin’ for me and i haven’t even started movin’ yet” osamu chuckles, allowing you to get used to this full feeling. “don’t be quiet. wanna hear ya sayin’ my name”.

keeping you in the mating press, osamu begins to thrust his hips. you believed he was deep before but now it’s like nothing else. he’s in your guts. so much so that the outline of osamu’s cock is visible in your belly. however you don’t realize until osamu suddenly pushes down on the bulge.

“look, angel. you see that. i’m all the way in here” he urges you to gaze down. you mewl a little louder when you spot the bump in your abdomen. “tell me how good yer feelin’” he presses on as his pace quickens. “tell me how bad ya wanna be bred by me”.

you feel dizzy with every drag of osamu’s veiny cock against your gummy walls. he shows no sign of slowing down the snapping of his hips, even when he expects you to answer his questions, so it proves difficult for you to speak. eventually you manage to let out a string of slurred words.

“too good. love your cock so much ‘samu. wanna feel your cum inside of me” you babble. “please breed me until it leaks out daddy”.

a switch flips in osamu’s brain when you let that name accidentally slip out of your mouth. he starts fucking you harder and soon enough the room fills with your whimpers, his grunts, and the sound of slapping skin slapping against skin.

“shit- i’m gettin’ close, doll” osamu warns you as he feels his balls start to tighten. they're begging for him to paint your walls white but he waits to see where you’re at. to his relief you announce that you’re also close to your orgasm. so while trying to hold back his own release, osamu tries to help you along.

just like before, he gives your clit some love. when he pinched it between his fingers your legs quake. with one last call of his name you make a mess around osamu’s pace. cursing under his breath osamu let’s go himself. bottoming out so none of his seed goes to waste, osamu spills his cum into your twitching pussy.

it takes longer than osamu expected for his balls to empty completely. in the meantime he smashes his lips against yours. your tongues dance together lazily until his dick softens. when he’s positive that he’s done, osamu pulls away to look down at where your bodies meet. he really did fill you to the brim. a mix of his cum and yours are overflowing out of you. it’s a filthy and beautiful sight if osamu says so himself.

“i really did keep my promise didn’t i?” osamu chuckles, falling on top of you. osamu ensures that he doesn’t push too much of his weight on to you as he gets comfortable with his head on your boobs. you guys stay like that in a blissful silence until osamu laughs again. “wanna know what i’m thinkin’ about?”.

“what?” you mumble sleepily.

“i’m thinkin’ about how big your tits are gonna get when i finally get ya pregnant”.

rolling your eyes, you playfully smack him on the head. “you’re such a pervert”.

“no i’m not. just excited,” osamu replies, squeezing your breast. “so excited that i think i could go again”. you’re surprised as you watch osamu raise his head as if all his energy was restored in an instant. osamu back tracks by making it clear that if you’re too exhausted you can stop things here. “would just like to breed ya again to make sure my cum takes” he explains, resulting in you shivering with anticipation.

“‘m not too tired. want more” you whine. your begging alone is all it takes for osamu’s dick, which is still buried inside of you, to get hard.

“okay, angel” osamu coos. “𝐈’𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐔𝐌 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃”.

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rewh0re · 1 year

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SLEEPING ON THE COUCH AFTER AN ARGUMENT

Ft.: Kuroo Tetsurou, Akaashi Keiji

Angst but with fluff at the end. Just my boys kuroo and Akaashi and sleeping on the couch after an argument. Reblogs + interactions are highly appreciated!!

༊ KUROO

Kuroo cannot sleep. It's nearly 3 in the morning and he's twisting and turning on the bed for about an hour now, unable to fall asleep. The other side of his bed seems unnaturally cold and empty due to your lack of presence. You both had gotten into an argument about 2 hours prior. You had tried to convey your thoughts across to him about how worried you were that he was overworking himself and in his state of tiredness he was definitely not in the mood for your nagging. He took out his annoyance on you which resulted in some back and forth yelling before you decided to give him some space and sleep on the couch. But it had been hours and however much he denied it, Kuroo could not sleep without you. So, deciding to swallow his stupid pride he went out to the living room just to find your shivering self on the couch. You had a thin blanket on and it was a cold night.

"I know you're not sleeping," he whispered as he knelt by the couch to look at you.

What he saw broke him, there were dried tears on your face. He always fell apart when he saw you cry.

"Look I'm really sorry for what I said. Half of those things, I didn't mean them and neither should I have uttered them in the first place. It has happened now and as much as I wish I could change it, I can't. So, I'm asking you to forgive me y/n. I'm really really sorry. I love you so much ," he stroked your cheek and you could not pretend anymore. You slowly opened your eyes to look at him.

"You do?" You asked silently.

"More than you could ever know, love. You're the best thing that's happened to me. You're not nagging when you worry about me. I'm sorry for saying that. I was annoyed and irritated and tired and I took it out on you like a fool. I've said hurtful things and I feel terrible for it. Forgive me please," he looked at you with so much love and adoration as he asked for forgiveness that you broke again. You sniffled a little before cracking a small smile.

"I've said some hurtful things as well. Things I shouldn't have said. I'm sorry," you whispered to him.

"It's okay. Come back to bed now love. Tomorrow, I'm taking the day off and we'll do whatever you want to do. Sounds good?" He smiled at you, stretching his hand towards you for you to take it.

"Sounds perfect," you smiled as you took his hand in yours.

༊ AKAASHI

Arguments with Akaashi were rare. Most of the time, you both would talk things out and solve the problem rationally rather than lashing out. You both tried to be logical and tried to communicate no matter how tired or angry you both were. But sometimes however, that was just not the case. Sometimes, things got out of hand, anger overpowered your more rational sides and things got ugly. Tonight just happened to be one of those nights. Honestly, you don't even know how the argument started. You just knew that both of you were exhausted from work and on top of that things had been rough in your personal life lately. These reasons probably got to you and an argument took place. You both had verbally hurt each other to the extent that Akaashi decided to sleep on the couch, unable to fight anymore. He left you in the bedroom alone and fuming. But the moment he picked up a blanket and went to the couch, regret immediately filled you up. You ran after him to the living room where he laid on the couch. God, he didn't even have a pillow under his head, his neck would hurt like crazy in the morning.

"Keiji," you called out his name and as you expected, there was no answer from him.

"Keiji I'm sorry," you sat at the end of the couch where his feet were propped up on the hand rest.

"I let my anger and frustration take over me and said some pretty shitty things. I'm sorry I really did not mean them. I would never," at that, he looked up at you to see your eyes getting teary as a frown took over your face.

"Don't cry y/n," he sat up and brought himself closer to you.

"I don't know what took over me. I'm so sorry. I always try to be calmer and more thoughtful while speaking but today I don't know. Work has been stressful and I probably took that out on you. Something I shouldn't have done and something I highly regret," you took his hand as you looked at him.

"I said some pretty awful stuff to you too, you know. You're not entirely at fault here. I'm sorry. Next time, I'll try to be more thoughtful and I'll definitely not yell at you again," he gave you a small smile as he opened his arms for you to hug him. You gladly did.

"Me too. Come to bed now. You didn't even bring a pillow with you. Do you want your neck to hurt?" He laughed a little at that.

"Always thinking about me aren't you," he hugged you tighter.

"Mhm. Keiji?" You started as you broke the hug to look at him. "We're okay right?"

"We will be, love."

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joyaphoria · 1 year

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when i tell you that bokuto is impatient, i mean he is impatient. you'll be at your mutual friends' birthday party, and he'll come up to you and tug at your sleeve, telling your friends that he needs to borrow you for a second. you'll shrug at them and follow him, only to yelp when he yanks you into the bathroom and pins you against the door, locking it right after. you'll gasp when you feel the full weight of his body press against into yours, as he seems to melt into every curve and crevice. you'll have your hands against his chest, trying to push him off, to warn him that someone might hear, but your whimpers fall on deaf ears. he'll hold your wrists, nuzzling his nose against your ear, pleading with you to touch him.

'need you so badly, baby,' he'll groan, rutting his hips against yours. you'll gasp and move your hands to squeeze his shoulders once you feel his erection pressing against your clit ever so forcefully, unsure of whether you're now pulling him in or pushing him off. ‘take ‘em off,’ he’ll whimper, clawing at your shirt desperately, ‘please, baby.’ in a swift motion his fingers are unbuttoning your jeans as his lips begin an assault on your neck, leaving bruises for days, though they're simply overlapping the ones he left last night. you'll cry out once he slips a thick finger into the heat of your cunt, his other hand fumbling at his own jeans to undo the zipper.

'b-bo, please,' you'll moan, as he pushes in with a second finger, reaching up and curving forward, his thumb pressing over your clit. he'll pull his cock out, spreading his precum all over himself as he ruts into his hand. you'll gasp when he pulls his fingers out of you, only to yank your panties all the way down to your knees, and push into you in one motion. you'll bite into your hand to stifle a scream, as bo hooks one arm under your knee, lifting it up to allow him to press deeper, to fill you up with his thick, pulsing cock. you'll rise onto your tippy toes on your other foot, then rush forward to tackle his lips in a bruising kiss. he'll lose his balance and fall down — you following soon after — and you'll thank the heavens that the bathroom was spacey, and that he managed to miss hitting his head against the toilet bowl by about two inches. you'll jump on his cock desperately, nails digging into the skin of his tummy, before leaning down again to fuck his mouth with your own. he'll groan so desperately, so painfully, before flipping you over and pressing one of your legs upwards, thigh against your stomach, rutting into you ruthlessly.

its messy and so, so dirty, the two of you dancing across the bathroom floor, your arms flailing as you search for something to anchor yourself to. you'll gasp and muffle a scream when you feel teeth bite on your nipple, not even realizing that somewhere along the way, your shirt was torn right down the middle. eventually he'll bury his face in your tits and angle his hips upwards, as they seem to tremble and stutter almost painfully. his fat cock will shake violently inside of you as he comes, hard. you'll feel some of his cum try to squeeze out, clearly impossible since you're so tightly suctioned onto him, his cock being the very thing that molded your sweet pussy.

then he'll open his eyes and watch you for a sweet moment, before continuing his assault, his hips slamming straight into you. you're once again being pushed up the bathroom floor, your back sliding as you pull him against you and scream into his neck, wrapping your legs around him. he'll pick you up and sit back on his heels, yanking your hips down to meet his every thrust. when you feel your climax approaching, you'll grab the back on his head and shove it onto your breast, and needing no further indicator, he'll latch onto your nipple and bite, pulling and kneading as you bite into the plush skin between his neck and shoulder, shaking and trembling as it hits you, back arching and thighs squeezing.

everyone avoids eye contact once you two finally find your way out of the bathroom, and bokuto simply takes it as an invitation to drag you to the car and back home, where he plans to pump some more of his cum into his babies little pussy.

#—joylovesyou #—joysministuffs #mdni #this was supposed to be like a paragraph #sorry #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #hq #hq smut #haikyuu x reader smut #hq x reader smut #bokuto koutaro #bokuto smut #bokuto x reader #bokuto x reader smut #bokuto #bokuto kotarou

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loveephia · 1 year

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:¨ ·.· ¨: ハイキュー!! you as aoba johsai's beautiful manager . . .

`· . ꔫ . . . inarizaki ver. | nekoma ver.

+ shiratorizawa ver. | fukurodani ver.

⚠ warning/s: none.

-🧍‍♀️

- you signed up because iwaizumi hajime is on the team you needed some team building experience

- and the members were kind to you, of course!!

- maybe maddog didn't like you very much.

- you don't know why, but it's okay.

- you'll grow on him one day!!

- sadly, that day is just not today. 😔

- oikawa thought you were a fan of his

- which is not true

- like.

- at all.

- if anything, you were more of a fan of iwaizumi, but moving on

- word got out that you were their manager, and you SWEAR that oikawa's fangirls are plotting something.

- oikawa treated you the same as he does with every other girl, maybe the occasional flirty statement here & there

- but like

- NO.

- YOU DIDN'T WANT THIS!!!!!

- yahaba tried HIS shot on flirting with you using the good ol' toss-and-run, aka the same thing he tried to do with yachi

- you quickly shut him down by running away, absolutely mortified by the expression on his face.

- NO BC SERIOUSLY WHAT IS THIS

- bro's rizz came right outta aot 😭😭😭

- just avoid him like the plague, and you'll be fine

- kunimi is one of the more calmer boys, so you /may/ have unintentionally favored him

- like, you'd refill his water bottle first, you'd fetch his towel first, etc.

- kindaichi gets the job done, but he tends to get lost in his own thoughts

- matsukawa and hanamakki are pretty chill as well,, a joke about oikawa every now and then makes you laugh

- and iwaizumi

- wow, where do you even start

- wou don't know WHY oikawa is the one with a bunch of fans, when his hunk of a best friend is right there

- but it's okay. less competition, am i right lass.

- you do not hide your liking towards iwaizumi.

- "iwaizumi is so cool!" you say with hearts, visibly forming on your eyes

- "are you aware that you're talking to yourself?" kunimi asks with a stoic face

- "very aware."

- iwaizumi messes up his spikes every now and then because he feels you watching him

- YOU'RE JUST. THAT. PRETTY. 😭😭

- he gets all shy whenever you hand him his things because he can see flowers and sparkles all around your face

- "..thanks, y/n."

- "you're welcome, iwa!"

- PARDON??

- WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL HIM.

- "o- oh—! sorry for calling you that. i heard oikawa say it, and well.." you sheepishly apologized. you truly didn't mean it. it completely flew over your head that this was just your first day as their manager.

- "no, it's okay. it was cute." iwaizumi puts a halt to his step.

- ok

- wgat ☺️

- so here you two are, a blushing mess, while the third years watch

- "i bet the entire team some ramen that iwaizumi is the first to get married between him and oikawa." hanamaki says.

- "deal." matsukawa accepts

- "you two are so annoying..!" oikawa cries out

- maybe maddog will grow more accustomed to your presence if you'll be iwaizumi's future wife :p

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silverflqmes · 3 months

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heey, i really loved your writing!! could you write a fluff where kageyama has a crush on seijouh's manager and doesn't know how to approach because of certain people (oikawa and kindaichi lol) ?

sorry if something is spelled wrong, I'm using the translator 😞❤️

lovee from Brazil!

໒⦂ 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄.

notes. first song that came to mind^ by taylor swift ( ofc ) but anyway.. hello anon! much love to you in brazil<3 i hope this drabble is too your liking, not very confident in my take on kageyama but we cope.

genre. fluff ( kinda cliché.. )

tobio kageyama x gn!reader.

tobio wasn’t exactly what many would call, in tune with their feelings. in fact, he sucked at expressing what he felt. so much, that any emotions could easily be compared to crashing waves.

feelings surface and take the skies to great heights, only come crashing down and return to the expanse of water.

though it wasn’t completely his fault. many factors prevented him from expressing himself in a normal and understandable way. this time around, it was two students from his old junior high that stood in the way — yuutaro kindaichi, and no surprise here — tooru oikawa.. whom he didn’t have the best relationship with.

and what exactly were they blocking him from? well, his feelings towards you.

once upon a time ago, you had also attended kitagawa daiichi and have been kageyama’s crush for as long as could remember. no one could compare to you no matter how many times he tried to disregard his feelings.

now that you attended aoba johsai, he feared he might never get to tell you of his sentiments towards you.

the one opportunity he had to speak with you was during the practice match early into the school year, and at the singular opportunity he received to approach you, when he didn’t just feel like a face in a crowd.. kageyama became completely tongue tied.

like a fool he choked on his words before spouting a pathetic excuse of a greeting once kindaichi had arrived with kunimi to pull you away from him.

now, he was met with a new opportunity.. one that featured no aoba johsai, no court and zero volleyball — just the two of you, and the beach.

the raven haired setter had come with his sister for the day, saying to him that he had needed sun and a break from his cherished sport. the odds of you showing up were zero, and yet, here he was.. proven wrong once more.

miwa, upon seeing you playing blissfully in the water with a friend you had brought down to the beach with you, had of course nagged her younger brother, urging that it was fate. how often was it that you showed up to the beach at the same time as your crush without that knowledge, anyway?

still, the first year had refused to approach you. how could he when you were having so much fun? you’d freeze up completely if you had to hear another failed attempt at a confession.

despite being so close to him, you felt so far away for him. out of his league, out of reach.. and it terrified him to take those few steps in approaching you. who was to say you wanted him anyway if he spoke up? for all he knew someone else was in the picture.

there was just too much at risk, and he wasn’t sure if he was ready to hear your rejection.

“tobio.. you’re gonna lose her completely with the rate you’re going at.” his older sister sighed out, draining her bottle of coke. “nobody’s here to stop or make you feel judged in any way. and i can tell you right now,” she paused, pushing her sunglasses up a bit. “you’re not getting a better opportunity than this one.”

his lips pursed together as he stole another glance at you before looking at the emptied glass bottle in his hand. “it’s pointless trying, onee-san. she came here to enjoy herself and relax — not witness an embarrassment of a confession, if i even get one out.” the words would be completely jumbled, so much that it was sure to sound illiterate. like a baby trying to get their first word out.

he wondered if he could just get his feelings across without standing there to tell you. if he could do it that way, surely the confession would get across, and it won’t have cost him his dignity.

the elder eyed the younger for a moment before letting out a hum. “if this was volleyball, surely you’d have found a way around this by now.” she spoke up before laying back in her beach chair. “facing defeat has made you too comfortable, tobio.”

his lips parted to throw back a retort before, wanting to defend what little pride he had left, but his thoughts failed him when they couldn’t form into a sentence. miwa was right, painful as it was to admit. he gave up way too easily, all because of vulnerability.

his gaze lingered on the glass in his hand for a little while longer, the sea beyond twinkling in the distant horizon.

and just like that, an idea struck him. “nee-san, do you have a paper and pen i can borrow?”

“i’m telling you hana-chan, every conversation we’ve had just ends up in word vomit when he addresses me — considering yuutaro-kun and oikawa-senpai always intervene..” you sighed out to your friend from johzenji, pursing your lips together. “i feel bad each time we talk because of it.”

the brunette lowered her sunglasses to her face, letting out a hum. “volleyball boys do tend to hold onto their grudges, otherwise they’d be more like my team.. and they’re certainly a draining bunch.” it was like hosting a kid’s birthday party everyday when it came down to managing. “maybe you should try contacting him outside of volleyball?” she suggested, sipping on her smoothie.

your lips pursed together. “i probably should, he was a really good guy back in junior high.. despite what everyone says about his behavior with volleyball.” an awkward laugh seemed to have left your lips at the memories. “but i miss having him in my life, i just don’t know if he feels the same way..”

“what’s that?” the manager spoke up, sitting upright.

raising a brow, you turned to look at your friend. “i said i don’t know if he feels the same way..”

“no no.” misaki shook her head, pointing to the shore. “that, over there.” she corrected, lifting her shades.

you blinked at her finger, following its direction before narrowing your eyes to see what she had been referring to. the sun wasn’t quite helping your vision, in fact- whatever it was, the sun reflected it in a way that made you get up to go look for yourself.

if someone threw trash into the sea with garbage bins scattered all around the beach to maintain the cleanliness, you were seriously going to throw hands.

as you approached the shallow water, you kneeled to pick up the discarded bottle, wondering who on earth couldn’t just get off their ass and throw away a coke bottle.

but as you got a better look, you found a paper inside. at first glance it might have been a wrapper for a straw, however it wasn’t crumbled up like trash. rather — it was rolled up.

part of you thought you might have found the krabby patty secret formula somehow by its appearance. glass bottle and a note? a child would have surely thought similarly and opened it to see.

and like a kid.. curiosity got the better of you.

twisting off the cap, you flipped the bottle over to shake the letter out, eager to see what you might find. maybe even treasure — although that was farfetched.. even for you.

unraveling the message, however, you found none of the things you anticipated. in fact, you were met with very the last scenario that could have possibly crossed your mind.

dear y/n,

um.. i’m no good with words, but uh, you probably noticed that the last few times we saw each other. and i have no hope that whatever i say will be any better here.. especially with limited space, but i’m hoping that i can put my feelings into words a little easier without my pride getting in the way, awkward meetings, or our old schoolmates.

i like you, a lot.. and i have for a really long time now — since kitagawa daiichi. but i’ve just, had a hard time bringing those feelings across to you, so i never got the chance, especially when we go to different schools.

just feels like the universe doesn’t want me with you every time i try to speak up, so i decided to write them instead, hoping they get to you in this message.

if you don’t feel the same, i understand- i just hope we can remain friends, and that i haven’t made things even more awkward than they already were between us.

yours sincerely,

tobio kageyama.

shock painted your features as you read the name nine more times, scanned the contents of the letter before looking behind you.

tobio was somewhere on the beach and you hadn’t even seen him. he could have made an approach as well, but his fears, you guessed, of rejection.. told him not to.

finally, as your eyes were ready to give up the search, a sliver of blueberry caught your gaze. bingo.

“y/n?? where are you-”

“one minute, i think i saw someone i know!” you quickly intercepted hana, rising from your crouched position to run a few umbrellas down.

there was one with a duo underneath that resembled one another, and if your memory served you correctly — that was tobio and his older sister. miwa, if your memory hadn’t failed you.

the setter seemed to be his own world for a moment, filing his nails as part of his routine. even outside of the court, he still had to maintain his habits.

“tobio, i’m off to get us more drinks.” the female spoke up after looking up, smiling to herself. “be right back~”

kageyama let out a noise of agreement, only lifting his head a smidge to nod before pausing when he noticed a figure across from him — your figure.

either you just noticed him, or you had actually received the haphazard message in the bottle he had sent. and by the looks of it, it had been the latter.

“y/n..” he breathed out, lowering the filer in his hand as he watched you approach him.

the butterflies from every occasion he had encountered you this past year seemed to have returned to his stomach. was this what hinata felt before every match..?

“tobio-kun, it’s been awhile.” you smiled a little, letting out a sheepish laugh. “surprised to find you here, it almost feels like fate.. except no distractions this time for us to finally put everything out on the table.”

his heart seemed to accelerate with pace, the nerves increasing almost tenfold. rejection, he could just sense it coming. “um, well.. i already said how i feel, considering you got the letter.” he spoke up, eyeing the emptied beverage in your hands.

at his reasoning, you lifted the bottle before humming. “true, but i didn’t actually hear it from you. for all i know it could have been something of your sister’s doing.”

tobio, blushing profusely, nearly found himself barking back a response — a frequent habit of his. but as he eyed your expecting gaze, he faltered, lowering his head in defeat.

“how will i know if by saying it, i won’t just end up being made into a fool..?” he mumbled, pursing his lips together.

as you took a step closer, you gave him a knowing stare. “let me do you a better one, how are you so sure i’ll make you into a fool? you’re aware of your feelings.” you paused before pointing to yourself. “but you’re not aware of mine, it seems.”

his lips parted to retort before he froze up. “wait- your feelings? you..”

a smile returned to your lips as you sat beside him. “i like you, tobio-kun. are the feelings i read true?” you asked him, tilting your head curiously.

the color on his cheeks seemed to darken as he avoided your intent gaze for a moment before nodding. “they’re as i wrote them.. i really do like you, y/n — and i meant every word i said.. i was just scared you might’ve felt.. differently.”

“well,” you grabbed his hand, grinning brightly. “rest assured the feelings are mutual at long last!”

notes. sorry this is rushed and written in like 7382393939 different sittings.. hoping i was able to fulfill your request somewhat?? idk how in character he is.. but anyway, ty for the request anon and sorry for the very long wait ahaha.. please enjoy!

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rosie-moon · 11 months

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Haikyuu!! (ハイキュー！！)

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⌕ haikyuu! - kita.

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kuroononeko · 5 months

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11/17 - HAPPY KUROO DAY🐈‍⬛❤️

#haikyuu #haikyuu fanart #hq #kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #my art #artist on tumblr #hq kuroo #chibi art

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rinablet · 6 months

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(first time animating) suga is annoying bf representation

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fushiguro · 4 months

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HAIKYUU!! Decisive Battle at the Garbage Dump New Trailer

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suckishima · 3 months

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Kuroo in the new Battle of the Garbage Dump PV

#he had a lot of screentime in this one so why not lol #hq!!#hq!!edit #hq!! movie #kuroo #garbage dump movie #hq movie #garbage dump #hq #my gifs #mine

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𝒢𝒜𝑀𝐸 ~ 𝒪𝒱𝐸𝑅

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: tsukishima kei + kuroo tetsurou + ushijima wakatoshi + miya atsumu

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: afab!reader, needy!boys, vaginal sex, oral (giving and receiving), fingering {more warnings under the cut}

𝐊𝐄𝐈 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mean dom!tsuki, blowjob

tsuki was a hypocrite. he ignores you all the time whenever you felt clingy but during those times where he wanted your focus on him, he had the nerve to get annoyed. tsukishima got especially irritated when you blew him off to game on your computer. instantly he’s walking over to you, grabbing your chin, and forcing you to look away from the screen. “get anyway from the keyboard and get on your knees” tsuki ordered through gritted teeth. “when you’re done sucking me off than maybe you can go back to playing”.

𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: oral!reader reviving, needy!kuroo

kuroo couldn’t believe it. you were worse than kenma. after he spoiled you by buying you the new switch you repaid your boyfriend by giving him less attention. now kuroo couldn’t have that could he? at first he tried to win you over by whining and pouting. all he’d get in return for that was that you’d humour him once you got passed the level you were on. now you left kuroo no choice. if his previous attempts didn’t work then why not dive in between your legs and eat your pussy out until you couldn’t even hold up your switch anymore.

𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!ushijima, vaginal sex

ushijima isn’t a huge fan of video games. he likes them even less when you ignore him to play them. toshi is not exactly clingy but after practices he likes to take out any pent up energy on you. usually you let him but when toshi walks through the door to your bedroom, you’re too busy laying on your stomach playing on your switch to even notice he’s arrived. ushijima manages to get your attention when you feel him rubbing his hard cock against your ass. suddenly the aching between your legs matters more than your game.

𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: needy!atsumu, fingering

atsumu is definitely the type who neglects you to play his video games but becomes all bratty when you do the same thing. he gets even more pouty if you’re using HIS system. ‘tsumu will try to get your attention for a while without explicitly saying that he’s needy. eventually if his not so subtle hints don’t work, he’ll sit besides you and slowly his fingers start hovering over your core. it’s difficult to ignore atsumu when his digits shove inside your wet hole. it’s game over after that.

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