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thefiery-phoenix · 1 month

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YANDERE SUGAWARA KOUSHI HEADCANONS

Aww... he looks so wholesome and so nice in that picture right? Yeah, well.... don't judge a picture without knowing him since Sugawara is DELUSIONAL and OBSESSIVE ASF

He really thinks and believes that you love him with your heart and you 2 were destined to be soulmates

He is also INSANELY protective of you and you CANNOT convince me otherwise. One day you and Sugawara were walking home from school together, laughing and talking about the things that happened that day and he was busy basking himself in your glorious angelic presence till some moron almost ran you over with his bicycle. Sugawara quickly pushed you out of the way and saved you from getting a sprained ankle but you fell down and hurt your knee on a rock and it started bleeding. Sugawara frantically ripped a part of his shirt and used it to dab your blood while you were laughing it off saying it barely hurt and it was just a simple bruise that's all. But did he listen? OH NOOOOOOOO!!!!! He thought that you were trying to be brave and tough and strong since you were shy that if you started squealing in pain, he'd make fun of you for it but he doesn't blame you at ALL. You were his darling princess, his goddess and he was going to take care of you and you don't have to be tough for him to like you, he likes you just how you are. And as for that guy who was in the car? Yeah, well, his car 'mysteriously' landed in a swamp marsh that was found 3 days later with everything broken and rusting after it was reported missing

This guy will take eyebrow raising questionable precautions for you to be safe even if it means stalking you wherever you go, or as he refers to it as "Watching you from a distance so you'll be safe'' and not to mention him secretly watching you sleep and do your daily routine everyday so he knows you're doing all right and you're taking care of yourself and you're healthy

If you forget to eat or drink water, he'll leave some anonymous notes around your house reminding you to drink water and eat your food at the right time

Doesn't like it when you go to sleep late

He will kidnap you if he thinks you're not safe or not capable of taking care of yourself since he thinks that there are SO many things in the world that could hurt his precious little flower, his angel, his princess/ goddess and he wants to keep you safe from all those horrors of the world by just carefully wrapping his arms around you, embracing you in his arms and making you feel safe in his hugs while he strokes your hair softly telling you how he'll protect you from everything and trails butterfly kisses on your face and down your neck

He probably has a journal or a notebook filled with all your habits so he can please you

ABSO FREAKING LUTELY has a shrine for you since you're his goddess after all and he'll be busy thinking about you 24/7, whether or not you're safe or taking your meals properly or feeling all right and everything

He will infantilize you SO MUCH, you'll start feeling suffocated and stuffy

He will give you your space when you need it. When he first 'took you in his care', he knew how lost and miserable and sad you'd be and so, to cheer you up, he brought some of your stuffed animals from your old house and along with some of your favorite stuff like your favorite books and posters and all that and he'll give you time to adjust to your new home

The type of person to go through your diary just for 'knowing more about you' and if he finds out that you've written about some of your crushes from before, well.... they might mysteriously disappear within a short period of time or get severe injuries

Loves to dress you up but will NEVER make you wear anything uncomfortable. Just say you're feeling uncomfortable and he'll be apologizing a million times and begging you to forgive him

If you try escaping or act up and drive him over the edge, he'll just be upset and sad. Not to mention heartbroken but he'll convince himself that it's just a lover's spat and he'll resolve it by trying to look at the situation from your perspective. If what you asked for is too much he'll just refuse and he'll hold you in his grip till you've calmed down and will hug you and tell you everything's all right and you don't need to be sorry and you were just feeling confused and disoriented

Will be punish you? Are you freaking kidding me? He's the type of person who apologizes if he so much as lays a hand on your hair without your permission. He will NEVER EVER lay a hand on you or shout at you or use your fears against you or even lock you in a room for that matter. Come to think of it, he most certainly won't restrain you with chains and ropes and all that. If at all he DOES have to scold you about something, it'll be like he's gently scolding a toddler and he'll pat your head after that. Honestly, he ain't THAT bad

He'll be reluctant and hesitant to let you outside but he'll eventually cave in and he'll let you roam around ONLY in the back garden, that's IT, nothing more, nothing less. You would live in a cute little cottage

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yanderemommabean · 1 year

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If requests are open, can I ask for headcanons about Sugawara from Haikyuu as an Alpha with an Omega male darling please? What kind of lover he'd be? Will he be possessive? take this wherever you like.

He's doting when with you, always happy to hear your voice and hold your hand, kissing you endlessly whenever he can

Not so sweet when it comes to the others. Noya and Daichi have seen how down right mean and evil he can be when he thinks someones getting too close to you

Loves to scent your clothes when he can. Wants to smother the fabric in his scent whenever he gets the chance, nuzzling his face deeply into your shirts

Lots of cute kisses, but also a lot of neck kisses and neck biting in public. He plays it off as non serious but you know better, and know he is nowhere near done until you're marked up and leaking precum in your boxers

Insatiable. He pushes the limits with you in bed constantly. He's loving, but possessive, and won't let up even if you're sore and crying for a break. It's always "Just one more, please? You can be a good omega for me right?" or "I'm in charge here baby, I know how much you can handle"

Scares off people with how much his aura can change. He can go from uplifting and super brotherly to sinister and murderous in the span of just a few seconds, but usually only when you're involved or mentioned in an unsavory fashion.

-Mommabean

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yandereaffections · 2 years

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Heya! For the kinktober celebration, could you write siren Sugawara with a virgin s/o please? x

This creature already views you as the most valuable part of his life, just imagine him gently coaxing his baby into the water with him trying to ensure there's no sudden movements to scare his perfect moment with you, small touches ghosting over the more sensitive areas of your body only for you to whimper out that you've never experience something like this before

It's visibly clear how hard those few words you faintly speak hits Suga, face stunned red with so much blood rushing to it you can feel the heat when cupping his face whining that he can't leave you with those small touches and nothing more. Even worse he can't hide the other ways you affect him so easily either

This merman treats you as if the slightest breeze from the sea will have you crumble into pieces, Suga would rather have you melt together with the way you stretch around him. There's dedication to ensuring your first time has you grasping at him grinding hips against each other wanting more friction, that doesn't keep him from prematurely cumming inside simply due to all of the excitement that built him up to this moment, not to mention the mere idea that your first time is claimed by him, a sea monster, knocks the breath out of him almost instantly

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midnightlee25 · 9 months

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Yandere Reactions: Their darling trying to trick them to get away

Koshi Sugawara:

He had figured out what they were up to a while ago.

But he found amusement in it, so he let them carry on what they were doing, acting as if he had no idea of their plan in the first place.

Since he knew what was going to happen next, he planned for that while enjoying the show.

When the time finally came for everything to fall into place, he nearly laughed at the face his darling made.

It's near impossible to get a leg up on him, which makes the ending even more fun for him when he finds out about the game they are trying to play.

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i-cant-sing · 11 months

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What are your thoughts on the yandere haikyuu teams x their manager?

Boring. I need some spice in it. How about-

Yandere Daichi as a cop and his darling is a civilian and now he's so obsessed with her that he murders her husband, frames him as a criminal and will literally stop at nothing to get darling in his arms because again... who will suspect good old, everybody's best bud COP Daichi to be able to do heinous crimes???

Yandere Sugawara as a psychiatrist because come on- he gives major "master manipulator" vibes and now he's obsessed with his darling patient and will continue to do malpractice and gaslight her and prescribe her all the wrong meds until she loses it and he gets to admit it her under his "special care" and now he can play with her mind all day long🤍

Yandere Oikawa is now a pro volleyball athlete and he just saw Ushijima's little sis, the same one he used to bully and even rejected (and ofc, HUMILIATED) when she confessed to him back in highschool. But now Oikawa's obsessed with her and also still hates his nemesis Ushijima, so what's better than killing two birds with one stone??? And Oikawa still has a very devoted fanclub, only now it's larger and more powerful than ever so now he uses them and his socials to peer pressure you into dating him and eventually, marrying him because he ain't getting any younger honey and he needs some cute babies out of you ASAP.

Yandere Kuroo who is the smart IT tech guy at your office but in reality, he has his own cyber security company that he uses to spy on you, controls your entire life through your socials and don't even get me started on your online banking shit. If its any consolation, he's very rich so... yeah. He may not look like a million bucks, but he does have them. In several offshore accounts.

Yandere Kita who somehow ended up as a mafia leader, probably inherited it as family business and he has like severe OCD so he wants everything done to perfection or so help you, you will 1000% end up 6 feet under. Mafia Kita who has this vision of you being the perfect wife, solely based om the one time you offered him your handkerchiefs because he had a nosebleed from stressing too much and now Kita thinks you're an absolute angel and he wont let you destroy that fantasy of his. Seriously. He will pick out your outfits, tell you how to act and all, punish you if he must, but he does love you.

Yandere Ushijima who is a farmer and has decided that the reader whose car broke down and came to his door asking for help, will now be his wife and be a countryside mom to many kids (u can't say no, okay? He wants a big family) and animals! But hey, he's a very caring husband and will massage your feet, give you baths and feed you his homegrown veggies and meals daily once you are round with his babies🥺

Yandere Bokuto who is now a popular politician and he needs an obedient wife to keep up appearances and play the "family man" image up. So he decides to threaten reader who had a one night stand with him, and Bokuto somehow has very intimate images and videos of you and he uses them to get you to marry him. And now he controls every aspect of your life and tells you to do exactly as he says, and he abuses this privilege more as he gets more powerful and you could only imagine the horrors he would inflict on you if he does actually win elections, but you can't run away because again- he has eyes and contacts everywhere.

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prpfs · 4 months

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💗🎀Hiii I'm 20f, semi lit writer looking for 18+ parter to write some oc x canon roleplays for the following fandoms!:💗🎀

Attack on Titan: Eren, Jean, Connie or Porco

My Hero Academia: Hawks, Aizawa, Dabi, Natsuo, Mirio, Bakugou, Kaminari, Shinsou, or Kirishima

Danganronpa: Mondo, Byakuya, Hajime, Gundham or Rantaro, Kaito

Demon Slayer: Rengoku or Tengen

DC Comics: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure: Caesar, Joseph, Jotaro, Josuke, Buccellati, Abbacchio

Haikyuu: Iwaizumi, Sugawara, Kuroo, either Miya twin

• I’m a semi lit writer that averages 3-5 paragraphs and use third person so I would like a partner who can try and match.

• I love to brainstorm plots but I have a love for things like yandere/obsessive/possessive behavior, romance, soulmates, step-dad or brother, omegaverse, arranged marriage, age gaps, fantasy, period settings like 50s-70s and so much more. I do enjoy dark content, but it's not required. I'm open to discussion on things and seeing what’s all out there for ideas!

• I can write most canons so please don’t be afraid to ask who I can write since that’s a very long list. If you’re playing an OC for double-ups please have a decent amount of info so I can learn about them to better shape plots. I don’t expect anyone to have full docs or sheets like I do, but just enough info I can get their vibe and stuff.

• NSFW scenes are optional and that all will be discussed privately if it's decided to add those. But I prefer 50/50 ratio with the story to keep myself engaged.

• I live for OOC talk. Headcanons, playlists, imagines, mood boards, etc please bring it all to me I will happily chat away about them.

If you’re interested leave a like and a comment so I can reach out to you. I write here on Tumblr primarily, but I am willing to privately give my discord.

like if you're interested and op will reach out

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yanderecrazysie · 9 months

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I always thought Sugawara was kind of bland, but for some reason in his bland ways he made me fall for him. But when I describe him to others they want me to be specific because a lot of anime boys are kind, nurturing and handsome. I can just imagine a scenario where Suga asks the reader about her crush and it goes like this.

Yan! Suga: So what's your crush like?

Reader: *Starts dicreetly describing him*

Yan! Suga: Oh...I see

One kidnapping late~

Yan! Suga: This wouldn't have happened if you just loved me

Reader: Wha-? Uh? I was literally talking about you!

I know he's smart and would probably figure that out, but yanderes are mentally built different. I feel like he'd be too humble to even think that reader would love him, yet too selfish to give her up to someone else.

LOL I love Sugawara, but you're right, he can be kind of generic. Like, the gray hair is the only thing that really sets him apart from similar anime boys, and even then! He's such a sweetheart though! ;-;

And I love that idea! I laughed a little, but I could literally picture that happening- he'd never allow himself to believe that the reader loves him unless she tells him outright.

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sugawara-sweetheart · 3 years

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𝔞𝔭𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔱𝔢 (𝔪)

❥sugawara kōshi x ta fem!reader

❥summary: sugawara can’t stop thinking about the pretty ta and what a wonderful mother she’d be

❥warnings: dubcon/noncon, forced breeding, brief lactation kink, yandere/obsessive behaviour, delusion

❥word count: 2.4k

❦note: miss nads (@obscureamor) <3333 gave me this idea like she literally said bitch fuck takeda x student (i came for her man) write this instead so here it is!!! nads if you see this (which you shouldn't bc I told you not to read my work) ily <3

whether it was sheer luck or destiny that you were the new teaching assistant for sugawara’s class of thirty-something little five year olds, he didn’t know but either way sugawara woke every morning with a bright smile, your face burning in the back of his eyelids, and a thankful prayer on his tongue that god had placed you in his life.

you were absolutely radiant. beautiful, feminine, elegant yet so tender, you were a bundle of warmth and goodness that made his day so much brighter. every day at work was pure joy when you were around it was no surprise he’d fallen in love with you so quickly, how could he not? so delicate and so sweet, his students weren’t the only one completely captivated by you.

he’d watch every morning when the students came into the classroom, beaming toothy grins on their chubby, flushed faces as they ran to you, hugging your legs as they clamoured to tell you about their weekends, how they got a new pet and went to the park and got new toys. any sane adult would go insane surrounded by a gaggle of loud, squealing children but not you. so patient and lovely, you crouch down to be eye level with the children, smiling as you laugh at their stories. and so angelic, sugawara is sure you’ve fallen straight from heaven with how beautiful your laugh is when it rings through the classroom and he can’t resist fluttering his eyes shut, searing it into memory like he does with everything of you. your sweet scent of jasmine perfume and lotion that lingers in his nose every time you step close to him is the same scent he’s filled his home with- jasmine candles and diffusers and plants along the window sills and patio- so that he can imagine he’s surrounded by you, that you’re with him when he’s cooking and bathing and eating, when he’s humping his pillow and groaning into his hand, wishing it was your plush body he was rutting into, that it’s your lips swallowing his moans instead of his clammy palms.

there’s no doubt about it. sugawara knows his future lies with you, it’s all he thinks about. he sees how you speak so gently to the shy kid who tucks themselves away in the corner of the classroom, how your eyes soften and you smile so encouragingly. he sees how much the children adore you, and he knows you adore them too, that you’re always ready to read to them and compliment their brightly-coloured, blobby drawings of stickmen and you sound so genuine, so happy. and you’re so beautiful too- you look so pretty in your clothes that accentuate all your curves and compliment your skin tone, that you always smell so fresh and clean with your hair perfectly styled, your lips that alluring crimson shade of red that always has sugawara’s eyes dipping down to gaze at them. he wants to know how they taste, how you taste, how you feel, how you’d moan his name, how beautiful you’d look swollen with his child.

it’s fate, sugawara decides. it’s fate that you became his TA and you’re just his perfect, wonderful woman. he knows that he doesn’t have to seek for a soulmate anymore because he’s already found you.

a smile grows on his face as he watches you clean up the scraps of paper the children have left littered all over the table and floor. it’s past four, the school quiet with the sky outside darkening into indigo, the tangerine sun setting in the distance. you’re so helpful and all throughout the arts and crafts session you helped the students so well. you’d make such a perfect mother, sugawara knows you would. he can see it, he can see how well you’d raise his child, how he could come home from work to have you, the love of his life, greet him at the door with his child, how you’d kiss him and show him the beautiful drawing your child did. a little stickman drawing of mummy and daddy and baby and the family pet cat all outside a little cartoonish house with the yellow sun in the corner, complete with a smiley face.

“you do so much for me, y/n.” sugawara smiles as he gets to his feet from his desk, strolling over towards you. you laugh as he approaches, glancing back from where you’re stood leaning over the table and trying to wipe glitter off the wood.

“i’m just doing my job, sugawara sensei.” your pure, radiant smile and crinkled eyes sends blood rushing to his cock, and from the way you’re half bent your skirt hugs your ass so well he knows he can’t hold back anymore. you tense slightly as he stands behind you, close enough that you’re almost pressed against him and your smile falters as he gently places his hands over your shoulders.

“you always do it so well. you’re always so good with the kids. i know you’ll make a brilliant mother.” his words sound sweet but you don’t quite smile at them, your body stilling even more and an anxious laugh falls from your lips as sugawara brushes your hair out of your way, sweeping it over one shoulder.

“thanks, sensei, i appreciate that but-” he doesn’t see the look of discomfort on your face, not when his cock throbs as he pushes it against your ass, eliciting a sharp gasp from you as your mouth drops open with startled surprise.

“please, call me kōshi.” he almost wanted to laugh- there’s no need for formalities here, not when he was ready to secure his love with you, just like he’d been waiting for months. “i think we’re ready to be on first name basis.”

you swallow, eyes clenching shut when his lips press against your jaw. your skin is soft and your scent is so sweet it just makes sugawara hungrier as his kisses grow heavier. he pushes you into the table, sucking and nibbling on your sensitive skin as you shudder in his hold, but you don’t resist his hands that roam your body till they reach your hips, grasping them tight. you’re just frozen, eyes wide and your bottom lip trembling.

“sugawa- k-kōshi, what are you doing- this isn’t profes-” you glance worriedly at the door and sugawara just chuckles as he turns you around, nudging you onto the desk as he gently holds your chin, stroking his thumb over your cheek.

“don’t worry, nobody will see. and even if they do,” his smile grows as he leans in closer, his lips ghosting yours as his eyes sparkle. “what does it matter when we’re in love?” he doesn’t see the confusion, the panic, etched on your face as his lips meet yours, his kiss passionate and ferverous as his fingers thread through your hair, holding you in place. he moans into your lips when your hands slide up his chest, pressing against him and like an aphrodisiac, it just makes him hungrier as he ruts his clothed erection against you.

“y/n,” he groans when you push him away, your face crumpling but sugawara just snatches your hand, pressing it against his painfully hard cock. “look what you do to me, i need you so bad.” all he’s been thinking about for months is this moment- this chance to fuck you and fill your warm cunt with his cum, pump you so full of his seed you’ll definitely be swollen with his child. he can already see it; your glowing skin and heavy breasts and how he’d massage your sore nipples for you, maybe even taste the droplets of white milk they leak. you’d taste so good and your stomach would be so round and swollen with his child.

“we can’t do this, please.” your voice is a meek little whimper, cutting through his fantasies but easily silenced as he kisses you hungrily, swallowing your protesting whines.

“yes we can,” he breaks apart for a moment, lips wet with your mixed salivas to wink at you cheekily. you don’t even smile. “it’s kind of exciting to do it where we could get caught.”

shock paints over your face as you squirm, your nails clinging to his wrists when he pushes you flat onto the desk but you’re no match for his strength as he readily unbuttons your shirt, rutting into your clothed cunt as he settles between your leg.

“su- kōshi- wait-” your skirt rides up, bunching up around your waist as your cheeks burn with embarrassment, sugawara’s body blocking you from pressing your legs shut and with his clothed erection rubbing against your folds you can’t deny the slick beginning to build.

“it’s okay, let’s just be quick.” sugawara laughs as his fingers tug down the cups of your bra. you gasp as your tits fall out, hands moving to cover yourself up but he’s quicker, his fingers twining with yours as he presses them to the desk and wraps his lips around the pebbling buds, lapping and sucking on them. one day they’ll be filled with milk, enough to sustain his child and it’ll taste so sweet, so wonderful coming from you.

“but i don’t think-” a soft sigh falls from your lips despite the look of anguish painted on your face but it just makes sugawara groan, his cock throbbing as his fingers find your clit, rubbing the sensitive nub through your dampening panties.

“shush, it’s okay, angel.” he grins. “i know your pussy’s going to feel so good around my cock. i know you will.” your hand tightens around his entwined fingers as the coil tightens in the pit of your stomach, your toes curling in your shoes as the pleasure builds but before you can come, sugawara pulls away, chuckling when your mouth falls open with surprise.

“you can cum on my cock, sweetie.” he coos, kissing you sweetly as his fingers hook under the waistband of your panties, tugging them down as you squirm.

“w-wait but- but you need a condom-” you’re cut off with a pained moan when he slaps his fingers against your pussy, your hips jerking before he tugs down his pants.

“aw, let me fuck you properly, my angel.” his hard cock slaps against his clothed stomach, painfully hard with the flushed head leaking beads of precum. you struggle slightly but the hand on his hip does nothing to prevent sugawara from sliding his cock along your folds before he plunges it into your hole, head falling back with a heavy moan.

it feels like heaven for him. your warm walls cling to his throbbing length, slick squelching as he fills up your cunt, stretching out your tight walls. your pussy tightens around him when you squirm, a string of soft moans falling from your lips and despite the tears building in your eyes, despite your bottom lip quivering and your body shaking as nothing but utter fear and pain is etched across your face, all sugawara can think about is how right this feels.

“oh, baby, you’re so beautiful.” he coos, rolling your nipples between his fingers as a small sob escapes you. “you’re taking my cock so well. your pussy’s so good,” his smile grows as he leans close to you. “just like you were made for me.” he pulls out of you, his length coated in a thick sheen of your wetness before he slams back in, eliciting loud moans from you both. your eyes clench shut as sugawara fucks you, each thrust a deep stroke with his cockhead nudging towards your cervix, letting you feel every inch of his veiny length.

“such a good girl.” he murmurs, grinding his pubic bone against your clit with every thrust and flicking his tongue against your nipples. “you’re taking my cock so well.” your moan is choked with a sob at his words, one of your hands clawing into the table and the other trapped in sugawara’s, your nails piercing crescents into the back of his hand.

“k-kōshi- hurts!” each thrust slams against your cervix, a dull ache rushing through you as you jerk but sugawara just shushes you gently, groaning as his fingers find your clit, swirling the bud slowly.

“sh, it’s okay- fuck-” his thrusts become sloppier and harder, wetness squelching lewdly, when he brushes against a sensitive spot that has your walls tightening around him. beads of sweat glisten off his flushed face as he fucks you faster. “i’ll make you cum, and then i’ll fill up this pretty cunt with my cum.”

your eyes shoot open, red and filled with tears and rounded with shock as you shake your head wildly.

“no! i’m- i’m not on the pill- you can’t-” your feeble protests are drowned out by sugawara’s deep groan, a manic gleam in his eyes as he pounds into you harder. his thrusts are hard, pain shooting through you and panic overriding the pleasure as you squirm desperately, trying to pull away from his cock but with his chest pressed against yours, you’re trapped.

“you’ll look so pretty swollen with my child. i’ll cum so deep in you i’ll fuck a baby in you.” he pants heavily against your face between the sloppy kisses he presses to your skin, looking dizzy with the pleasure rushing through him.

“s-stop, i’m begging you!” the tears streaming down your face and the weak kick of your legs should’ve evoked pity in sugawara but for some reason, it just makes the throbbing in his cock harder, the pressure building in the pit of his stomach as he groans, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

“you’ll be all mine.”

his teeth bite into the soft skin of your neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark when his cock twitches, thrusts staggering. you gasp, stilling as his cum floods your cunt, warm sticky ropes of it filling you up and your heart sinks as you realise there’s so much of it. but sugawara just pins you against the table, his softening cock keeping the cum plugged in your cunt as he traces kisses along your jaw, caressing your soft cheeks and not minding about the tears rolling down them.

“so beautiful, you’ll look so beautiful with my child.” he smiles tenderly. “we’re going to be such a happy family.”

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married-to-google-translater · 2 years

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Yandere Koshi Sugawara headcanon

Sugawara is an overprotective and clinging yandere.

He treats you like a child who can't do it alone.

Sugawara will make you a lunch box, help you get home and take you home from school so you don’t get lost.

He is also really good at talking.

Whenever you try to point him out of these "grievances," Sugawara can turn your attention elsewhere or make the problem look small.

And in the end, you begin to downplay that problem.

Sugawara would never kidnap you.

Instead, he makes you believe you can’t do without him.

Sugawara is really gentle and loving.

It feels like he’s always with you and the pda is the thing.

You really don’t have time to be with your other friends.

Sugawara knows how to make your friends look bad in your eyes.

He doesn't want your friends to hurt you.

Sugawara usually makes you feel bad if you break the rules or do something wrong.

He can be really accusatory.

But after that, Sugawara hugs and comforts you.

He makes sure you don't do that anymore.

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sugawarassoulmate · 3 years

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omg you're so right abt yandere!Suga <3 can you maybe write abt him punishing you that way🥺

🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️

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cw: fem!reader, yandere!sugawara, dubcon, manipulation, restraints, overstimulation, minors dni

“are you gonna listen to me now, baby?” he asks, mouth drenched in your slick. he has you tied to the mattress, unable to pull away as he dives between your legs again. sugawara never took pleasure in punishing you, but you had been so mouthy to him today. a sweet, innocent girl like you doesn’t know any better sometimes and the only way to get you to understand is to bring you over the edge over and over.

your things jolt when you feel his fingers on your cunt again. “please, no more,” by this point the pleasure is being outweighed by the pain, you’re not sure if you could take another one. but sugawara’s stamina has always remained unmatched. he knows you weren’t trying to get on his nerves but what made you think you could go on a business trip without him? he knew letting you get this job was a bad idea but it made you so happy.

“are you gonna promise me that you won’t go? you wouldn’t leave me, would you?” he’s pressing kisses to your clit that send shockwaves through your body. sugawara doesn’t know how to function when you’re not around—he gets worried sick every time you’re at work and now you think you can be alone with your boss on an overnight trip? “you’ll do what i say, yeah?”

furiously, you nod your head—anything to make him stop. “yes, kou! i’m sorry, i won’t go just please stop. i’ll be good.”

and how could sugawara not smile at that? “there’s my sweet girl. i’m just looking out for you, baby.” his soft hands run down your thighs to stop the trembling. there’s a sense of relief when he reaches for the restraints but you stomach sinks when he tightens them, kicking off his pants in the process. sugawara notices the brief flash of fear in your eyes and chuckles. “i didn’t get to cum yet, baby. you’ll help me, right? you know i don’t like selfish girls.”

he slides his cock inside you and can’t help but swoon at how you scream.

#haikyuu #haikyuu smut #sugawara smut #yandere sugawara #sugawara koushi x reader #sugawara imagine #sugawara scenario #sugawara x reader #sugawara koushi smut #sugawara kōshi #sugawara koushi #sugawara #haikyu #haikyu smut #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader #🍑#🍑suga

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mars-writes-yandere · 2 years

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𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟏

sorry i didn’t post yesterdays!! i had friends over all day so here’s yesterday christmas prompt and i’ll be posting todays soon!

Prompt: “ Don’t worry dear ill take care of it”

Warnings:none

Word Count: 214

Pronouns used: they/them

You sighed as you strung tinsel around the fireplace. The oven dinged and you threw the tinsel down in frustration. You’re this year's host for your work's Christmas party and you’re stressing about it. You have picky coworkers who always comment on the decorating so you wanted to make sure that everything looked nice. You also have to have certain food options for the people with allergies.

“Honey, I'm home!” Sugawara said, dropping his bag by the door.

When he didn’t get a response Suga furrowed his brows and walked into the main area. You stood over a hurt casserole, tears forming in your eyes. Suga ran over to you, rubbing your back.

“Stressed?” He asked, kissing your head.

“No shit.” You said wiping the tears off of your face.

“I have to finish decorating, and then go to the store for more ingredients, re-do the casserole, and I still have food to make.” You said turning to face suga.

“ Don’t worry dear, I'll take care of it” Sugawara says, cradling your face. “I’ll go to the store and finish cooking, you just worry about decorating ok?” He says, grabbing his keys off of the counter behind you.

You kissed his cheek and nodded. “I love you Koshi.”

“I love you too y/n”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere haikyuu x reader #yandere haikyuu #haikyuu x you #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #sugawara fluff #sugawara x reader

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yanderemommabean · 3 years

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I was going through your archive when I found a post that I love so dang much. It's the one where you take a demons power to go to different anime's. But surprise! Everyone is yandere for you now. But I gotta idea for it. Let's say you FINALLY get back to your universe, you're thinking that no more yandere's are gonna go after you. Then you see L in a cafe, Sebastian along with Ciel coming out of a car, and all the yandere's you THOUGHT you escaped from have just entered the Real universe.

You think you’re safe, you think that finally you can rest and not have to worry about being taken, being stalked and watched every living second of the day. The world seems to have slowed down, you no longer feel the need to run and escape from those you once looked up too and favored.

But then you feel the hairs stand on the back of your neck. That familiar trepidation turning into dread, sinking your heart and stomach. Call it instinct, call it magic, but you knew in your gut you weren’t actually safe.

A familiar blond bombshell with red wings is being admired down the street, his golden eyes piercing yours while he wears his signature playboy grin. Like a true hawk cornering it’s prey.

Just a few feet beside him, a man with a green and black checkered jacket is seen asking people all sorts of odd questions, you can only guess that he’s asking about you.

No. No this isn’t fair! This isn’t supposed to be happening! You want to scream, to dash the other direction, but you also want to fight them out of the absolute frustration of being chased constantly without a second to breathe. That fucking asshole demon! An absolute bitch!

You begin to search for a route that would help you hide. Alleyways, crowds of people, stores with accessible storage rooms, anything would be a godsend to hide from the ever growing list of problems and psychos following you.

While dodging as many pedestrians as possible was a skill you’ve reluctantly been honing in on lately, it was going to happen that you’d lose focus through your panic. You collide into a muscular, well built man with his hair in a tight bun. Beside him is a smaller, but still taller light haired man with an apologetic smile.

Asahi and Sugawara. Of course, even the sweethearts are after you.

“Oh-oh my goodness Y/N! I’m so sorry! I know I was looking for you but I didn’t mean-“

“Easy Asahi-“ Suga soothed, helping you up off of the ground while you wince and scrunch your nose. While colliding with the absolute unit of a man, you fell back and felt a crack as you used your hands to break your fall, and it looks like your body took that term literally.

“Oh god, that doesn’t look to good” Asahi murmurs, gently rubbing his thumb over your ever swelling wrist. His lips softly kiss the skin while Suga places his hand on your back, guiding you to walk with them as he beams his beautiful smile down at you.

“It’s alright, you don’t have to worry about anything, we’re gonna take care of you. I guess the whole team kinda scared you off huh? They tend to do that when overexcited” he smiles, as if any of this was remotely normal.

You were trapped. Not only where they more capable of chasing you down, their height and strength combined meant you couldn’t possibly get away, unless some miracle occurred. And lately? That’s been a commodity you’ve been starved of.

Asahi continues to ask if you’re ok, stuttering and timidly looking away on occasion when all you manage is a grunt of irritation and pain. You can’t even focus on where these two are taking you, your wrist throbbing and burning as the impact of the damage done starts to sink in.

As you are turned down a sketchy alley, Asahi abruptly stops in his tracks, pushing you behind him and giving Suga a stern and suspicious expression. Suga just nods, and pulls you close to him as he whispers in your ear “Stay beside me, ok? Not to make you worry or anything but...we don’t think we’re alone here”.

Fucking duh. Of course you aren’t. There’s as many psycho, obsessed anime characters as there is germs at this point. For all you knew cells from cells at work were coming to take you. And it would be kind of funny if that wasn’t a real possibility!

You just bite back a sob of frustration, tears freely running down your face as you collapse to the ground and bury your face in the hand that wasn’t currently having a malfunction. Suga assumes it’s the pain, kneeling down to try and soothe you the best he could. Seconds later, a blade swings by and misses you both by just millimeters.

Looking up from utter fear, you see none other than Zack Foster standing with an unhinged expression. “Alright you had your fun you little runaway, but I’m kinda getting tired of chasing you all over creation. A mans got needs you know? Cant keep his needs away from him forever!”

Asahi tightens his fists and puffs out his chest, stalking closer to the scrawny man as he sets his scythe against his shoulder. “You aren’t even close to worthy of having Y/Ns love! You just nearly killed her!” He shouts, giving Suga a nod to lift you up and make a run for it.

The two continue to throw jabs and tauntings as Suga gently lifts you, nuzzling into your shoulder as he rubs your back to soothe you. “You’re ok, you’re gonna be ok” he repeats, as if talking to a scared child and not an adult wanting to sell their soul again to get out of this nightmare.

Once again, because sure why not, Suga stops in his tracks and clenches you tighter to his chest.

You look over your shoulder to see just what new clusterfuck the universe has given you, meeting the demonic eyes of Rui, who’s webbing was ready to slice the man apart if he so much as breathed wrong.

“Enough games. Give me what is mine and I’ll make your death much less painful. Y/N was taken from me and I plan on getting rid of any and everyone involved”. His words were so calm, so matter of fact, as if he expected Suga to just comply and accept his fate.

You shut your eyes, hearing the voices of many other characters approaching like piranhas to an injured animal. Except instead of working together, they planned to tear anyone apart just to have you, and no matter the outcome you didn’t want to see just who the victor would be.

(-Mommabean, please leave comments or tell me what you think! Helps motivate me and to see where I need to work on more!)

#yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #Yandere portal #Yandere anime #yandere sugawara #Yandere Asahi #Yandere Zack Foster #Yandere Rui #yandere demon slayer #Yandere Haikyuu #Mommabean

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yandereaffections · 2 years

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Happy valentines day! Can I request something for Sugawara with a s/o who makes a point to come to all of his games to show their support, even if he isn't playing?

Before you started showing up he would reassure you that it isn't that important, you should go home and spend your time relaxing and catching up on homework, don't worry about him. Now that you've been coming so frequently, enough for him to start looking for you before each practice or game, suga starts to show his encouragement towards you hanging out with them

He invites you to each game after class as if you weren't already planning on going, excited at the thought of you two cheering on his teammates together and talking about the way each of them are performing in their role

There will be times where suga gets so hyped on their victory that he will kiss you out of impulse before quickly getting all flustered and apologizing frantically. The more you come out to their games the more you can expect magical moments like those from the sweet boy

#sugawara #sugawara x y/n #sugawara imagine #sugawara haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyu x reader #yandere haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere imagine #yandere x you #yandere x y/n

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yandere-sins · 3 years

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hi hi!! I was wondering if I can get some poly yandere Daichi and Suga from haikyuu with a fem!reader pls! Maybe something where they’re done with her trying to escape and what they do to make her stay? Thank you<3

Oooooh, yesssssssss!!! Thanks for requesting!

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��Leave her be,” Daichi’s faint voice revealed the exhaustion but also the relief he was feeling. Suga’s steps made the floor creak beneath him, and you knew he was pacing up and down in front of the door, thinking of what to do. With you barricading yourself in, neither of them wanted to risk hurting you, knowing you sat in front of the wood, and if they broke it down, they’d clash with you inevitably.

“Just... how could she? What did we do wrong?” Koushi churned out from gritted teeth, and you could imagine he was biting his nail in frustration as he prowled the living room. “You know what we did,” Daichi sighed, the leather of the couch squeaking as he moved, probably laying down.

“But...” Suga croaked, frustrated, a long sigh eventually falling off his lips. Subconsciously, you had listened to their words, studied their movements just like you had before. For months now, you had practiced recognizing sounds like how the floorboards ached or how the breathing of your captors echoed in your bedroom at night. It had all been so you could escape. Run away from this nightmare you were trapped in, a situation you would never have expected to be possible aside from in books.

Unfortunately, you were the living proof that these scenarios didn’t only happen in fiction.

Of all people, how could you have known not to trust these two charismatic idiots you’ve been hanging out lots for months now. At first, it had just been a study group, something so minor. But soon, they had invited you to hang out with them and their club, and naive as you were, you believed that you three were really good friends, going to every one of their games and talking openly about your life with them. Too openly.

So openly that one day, they didn’t want to let you go anymore.

It was scary. They were scary. How come that those two loveable guys you grew so familiar with turned out to be a menace to this world - at least, your world? What had YOU done to deserve their treatment of you? That they kept you from something they only ever imagined happening? Maybe you had been a little depressed back then, but that wasn’t a reason to keep you locked in their apartment, right? You had trusted them back when they asked you to stay the night because it was so late. How could they betray you so much?

A small squeal escaped you as you withdrew more into yourself, the doorknob to the room twisting and turning again, gently rattling. It was slow at first, then it became increasingly frustrated and demanding. “Please open the door,” Suga meekly whined. It felt like he stood right behind you when he spoke, and it gave you the shivers. “We can talk about it. We can talk about anything! You know we’re always here for you!”

Yes, but you didn’t want them to anymore

“We love you, [Name]! We want to help you!”

They did. They did, and that was the problem; they loved you too much.

Every second, every breath that those two made, you knew your situation was getting worse. You had slipped from their fingers before; they were just as scared as you were, though for different reasons. Sugawara had been near frantic when they finally found you, breaking down in the next best alleyway with you, choking back the tears of relief that they caught up with you. All while, Sawamura had done nothing but blocking the view from the main street to you until his partner was ready to depart. You thought to see him relax a little as he took deep breaths, hugging both of you tightly in his embrace, but he was the driving force that urged you back to his apartment.

You should have fought back then and there, called for help! But the words were stuck in your throat, unable to leave you as you worked through the shock of being found. You thought you had hidden so well and even gotten far enough to consider it safe. Just how? How had they found you?

“Please!” A loud thump echoed through the bedroom as Suga punched the door with his fist, and you gulped, cupping your ears with your hands, wishing for him to stop. You didn’t want any of it anymore! You just wanted to go home! Biting your lip, you took a few deep breaths. Yes, you had run and hid in this room as the first thing when they pushed you through the entrance door. Yes, you wanted to stay here until they left you alone.

But Sugawara was getting impatient. Worry was fueling and frustration controlling him, and though he wasn’t the man you came to know, you thought you understood him a little better by now. No matter how often Daichi would tell him to stop, he wouldn’t. He never would.

They’d never leave you alone.

His mouth had just opened up, hand ready to drum against the door once more when you opened it. Only a gap at first, but through it, you could see their surprised and flabbergasted expressions, Daichi jumping up from the couch but making no move more than that. Too afraid you’d get scared again and close the door in their face.

“Stop...” you whispered. “Just stop, please. Go away!”

“Oh, [Name]...”

As if your words had no meaning, as if they weren’t true to what you were feeling, Suga didn’t hesitate to push the door out of the way to you. You were back in his embrace, shivering and near tears as he pulled you tightly against him and you face into his shoulder. The embrace of a protector, of a lover. But to you, it was nothing more, nothing less than the torture of a madman.

Just as much was the additional hand you felt against your arm. A warm palm rubbing over your skin, holding you. “We’re not angry,” Daichi assured you, but you had doubts about his truthfulness. “Just let us know how we can make it better!” Suga added, his arm becoming a painful presence in your back, fingers digging into your body as if you were butter and not a being out of flesh and bone.

Was there even one thing that could make it better? Was there just one thing they could have said that would improve this situation? “Let me go,” you whispered, pretty sure only Suga could hear your faint voice in his ear.

“No,” he sighed, almost pleasurable so. As if it made him happy that your heart shattered in your chest, the drumming of it being a declaration of breaking to you. “We love you--” he started, turning his face slightly to kiss your temple tenderly, his hand on the back of your head blocking any way of escape.

“--so we can’t do that,” Daichi finished for him, and you risked looking up from Koushi’s shoulder to face the man. His eyes showed the sweet sight of your disheveled form in your reflection and the admiration both of them had for you when they looked at you. But as he stood there in the door, it was almost like he was saying--

“Never,” Suga sighed. “You can never leave us, do you understand?”

Pushing you away from him by your shoulder, you met Suga’s loving gaze, but beneath the shine in his eyes, the malice hid. The knowledge that this was wrong, but it was all he desired, and the same desire was eating him up alive. You didn’t want to know what happened with his sanity if by now you could see the madness by a mere glance into his face.

“[Name]?” he urged, his fingers digging into your shoulders, and even a helpless glance at Daichi didn’t help you out of this dilemma, for he stood in the doorway unyielding, his lips slowly but surely curling into a reassuring smile. For a moment, you wished they had been angry. Screamed at you, or threatened you, because you had to admit that their silence and care were much scarier now that you knew how the two of them really were. But what could you possibly do? When even running away as far as your legs would carry you didn’t work, what else was there you could do? You gulped before you answered, an exhausted, scared sound escaping your lips.

The two of them relaxed, exchanging a meaningful glance between them before they pushed you further back into the bedroom, and you began to pray for the morning to come soon.

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yandere-daydreams · 3 years

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Title: Gift Giving.

Commissioned by the lovely @strawberry-cake-and-earlgrey.

Word Count: 3.0k

Pairing: Yandere!Sugawara/Reader/Yandere!Oikawa

Synopsis: Your boyfriends rarely agree on anything. Oikawa’s always been the jealous type, and while Sugawara isn’t as competitive, he never tries to hide his preference for one partner over the other. But, they can put their petty squabbles aside every so often, especially if it means taking on their favorite burden - proving how much they both love you.

TW: Graphic Violence, Blood, Lacerations, Knife-Based Violence, Non-Consensual Touching, Toxic Relationships, Mentions of Stalking, Implied Emotional Abuse, and Delusional Mindsets.

Sometimes, you wondered why Oikawa ever agreed to share.

He’d always struck you as the possessive type, the kind of guy who was too petty to let you split your attention between him and anything else, let alone another living, breathing person. Even if he still found a way to monopolize your time, dragging you away from your clubs and convincing your friends you had a good reason to isolate yourself so severely, he still had to deal with Sugawara. He could meet you at Karasuno’s gates every day, but he couldn’t go to class with you. He could brag about you to his team, insist on bringing you to every one of his games, but he’d always have to check with Sugawara, he'd always have to get permission, first. He could invite himself into your personal space, wait until you’re alone and helpless and vulnerable before he pinned you down and dug his teeth in, but he’d have to know Sugawara would already be there, smiling and laughing and smothering you more thoroughly than Oikawa would ever be able to. It had to eat away at him. It had to, at least a little. At least more than he let on.

It shined through, sometimes, if you looked closely enough. In the way he kept an arm around your waist whenever the two of you were together, or how he always found an excuse to remind you that he was the preferable option, the better option, even if he failed to denounce Sugawara’s love so blatantly. You could see it now, too, with his nails biting into your shoulder as he pulled you against his side, a tense grin pulling at the corners of his lips whenever you glanced in his direction. You hadn’t been surprised when he turned up on the gym’s doorstep, a duffle bag thrown over his shoulder and his timing purposefully engineered to avoid the rest of the team, but that didn’t mean you were happy about his sudden appearance. Not when you knew him and Sugawara so well.

You’d known something was wrong from the moment Sugawara caught your wrist and went on about how nice it would be if you stayed to watch him practice, from the second he volunteered to lock up and let everyone else silently assume you wouldn’t walk home without your responsible, hard-working boyfriend at your side. He was planning something. You knew he was planning something, but there was nothing you could do that wouldn’t attract attention, that wouldn’t frame you as the temperamental partner who couldn’t be asked to wait without throwing a temper tantrum. Especially now that Oikawa was here, the gentle guiding hand, the nudge towards a peaceful solution, the calm voice that’d coo and hush and offer agreeable explanations until he and Sugawara were deemed innocent and you relegated to the role of a bratty, ill-tempered child who should be more grateful of their ceaseless efforts. It amazed you, how willing he was to drop his poorly-masked hostility as soon as he and Sugawara were pointed towards a common enemy. It used to amaze you.

Now, it just made you feel sick.

By the time you reached the boy’s locker room, the lights flickering and the door creaking on its hinges as he pushed it open, there was a firm knot in the back of your throat, a blend of guilt and anxiety that left you biting the inside of your cheek as you stepped into the sterile space, freshly cleaned and just big enough to make you feel small, in comparison. Oikawa let you go, locking the door behind him, but you didn’t try to run. You didn’t have anywhere to go, anywhere to hide, anyone who’d believe you or any safe-haven to run Oikawa turned his back. It wasn’t like you would’ve gotten very far, even if you did.

Sugawara was already sitting in front of you, straddling the wooden bench in the center of the room and smiling, his expression so careless, you could almost believe it wasn’t malicious.

Almost.

“What’s going on?” You asked, the question followed by a small, forced laugh. It was a weak attempt, but you tried to stay light-hearted, hoping they’d be kind enough to return the favor. “If I forgot about a date or something, you could’ve just told me. I don’t need an intervention.”

“You’re close, angel.” Oikawa opened his mouth, but Sugawara was faster, tapping the bench in front of him as he spoke. You moved to comply willingly, but Oikawa still felt the need to push you down to Sugawara’s height as soon as you were close enough, keeping a hand on your shoulder as you positioned yourself to face the more mild-mannered threat. Oikawa didn’t seem to mind, though. He didn’t waste time, slotting himself against your back, stringing his arms around your waist despite your attempts to shift into the comfortable space left between you and Sugawara. All it took was a change in his posture to make you go still, accompanied by a quick peck to the side of your neck. It was more of a warning than a reward, but you had to expect that, with Oikawa.

“I don’t blame you, honestly. It took you so long to come around, I don’t even know if we can count the first few weeks of our relationship as…” There was a light chuckle, a glance towards the floor, and you noticed he was toying with something in his right hand. If he felt a need to show it off, you couldn’t tell. “As a relationship, I guess. I almost felt like a stalker, back then.”

“He was a stalker,” Oikawa corrected. “Stealing stuff from your bag, leaving all those gushy notes, following you home…” There was a sigh from Oikawa, too dramatic to be taken seriously, and Sugawara groaned in return. “Don’t worry, though, I was way more polite. Whenever I followed you home, I made sure you didn’t notice. I know how touchy you get about your privacy, sweetheart.”

You didn’t have to be told. Not after that. Not as Sugawara barely hesitated before reaching towards the collar of your uniform, nimble fingers beginning to undo the buttons with all the impatience he’d managed to hold back, earlier. “Our anniversary.”

There was a harsh tug on the hem of your sleeve from Oikawa, a cheery smile from Sugawara. Wrinkled, white fabric pooled around your waist, and abruptly, you realized just how cold the gym could be, despite the two pairs of eyes burning holes into your skin. “And I was going to spoil the surprise,” Sugawara lamented. “I wanted to wait until we were somewhere a little more scenic, but you know how restless Tooru can be, don’t you? He thought you’d catch on, if we waited any longer.”

“To be fair, I wasn’t against taking you home,” Oikawa added, almost absent-mindedly. “But, this is more private. I didn’t want anyone interrupting us while we give you your present.”

You stiffened, at that, fighting the temptation to push Sugawara away as he wrapped an arm around your waist over Oikawa’s, pulling you closer until you were crushed against his chest. Grudgingly, Oikawa let you go, but not without a disappointed huff. “I-I really don’t--” You tried to speak, but your voice was shaking, trembling despite your best attempts to keep it even, to stay composed. “I mean, I didn’t get you anything, so a gift really isn’t--”

There was a small, almost inaudible click, the scratch of metal on metal. You felt something pierce your skin, just above the curve of your shoulder blade, and a second later, it started to burn.

It was a shallow cut, the blade thin enough to make the cut as painless as possible, but it was still a blade, it was still a cut, and it still hurt. You jerked back reflexively, but that only helped Sugawara carve the first line, stark and solid and agonizing as he dragged his knife through your flesh, only made worse by the way he sliced at the wound, barely bothering to draw back before forcing it under your skin again, never pausing for more than a moment. You whimpered, trying to wrench yourself out of Sugawara’s hold, but he only brought his unoccupied hand up, tangling his fingers in your hair and encouraging you to lean into him, to ball his shirt in your hands and try to ignore the searing pain in your back, the thick, hot blood dripping down your back, undoubtably staining the uniform they’d been kind enough to hastily shove out of the way.

There was a slight tap to Sugawara’s wrist, and after one more jagged line, he pulled away just enough for Oikawa to swipe two fingers over the open wound. You cringed, shrinking into Sugawara, but Oikawa didn’t seem to notice, he didn’t seem to care. Not enough to stifle the sound of his fingers sliding past his lips, at least, or to swallow the throaty moan he let out as he tasted your blood, sending a cold spike of fear down your spine. Sugawara remained unaffected, only letting out a quiet chuckle before continuing his work. “You’re so gross.”

“And you’re messy,” Oikawa retorted, drawing back, taking up your hips, instead. “I would’ve done both, if I knew you’d be so bad at this.”

It was a stupid thing to linger on. You were being flayed, you were being tortured, but some stubborn, shallow part of your mind refused to move beyond the idea that the scar might be ugly, that Sugawara’s hack job might not fade into something abstract and meaningless in a few weeks. If either of your partners caught your futile attempts to glance over your shoulder, neither felt the need to comfort you. There was a small hush from Sugawara as you whimpered, a tightened hold on your hips from Oikawa as you writhed, but somehow, their touching acts of concern did little to soothe your worries.

“It’s not like I had a chance to practice,” Sugawara muttered, his focus now renewed. There was a swirl, a series of jagged lines, and you had to bury your face in the crook of his neck to muffle your cracked sobbing. You hadn’t realized you were crying before you heard yourself, before you felt the tears streaming down your cheeks. It made sense, but you still tried to will yourself to stop. Tried and failed, obviously. “And look, you keep embarrassing them. How am I supposed to work if you keep making the poor thing squirm?”

“Is that true, cutie?” You didn’t answer, clenching your eyes shut as Sugawara twirled the tip of his knife in a tight, slow circle, but Oikawa didn’t seem to mind. This time, when he leaned into you, kissing the top of your head, he didn’t pull away, even after Sugawara finished and your breathing steadied to a constant, wobbling pattern. “This is just for us. ‘s just for Koshi and I to enjoy, and even if his present is…” There was a deliberate pause, a kick to Oikawa’s calf. “Even if his is unique, you’re still gonna be our pretty little angel. As long as our gifts do their jobs, you’re always gonna be our angel, too.”

Your heart dropped into your stomach as Oikawa held out his hand, Sugawara only hesitating for a moment before dropping a small, blood strained pocket-knife into his palm. You tried to stand, tried to get away, but Oikawa only had to snake an arm around your waist to keep you in place, pressing your body flush against his chest. “We only need a few more minutes,” Sugawara promised, his fixed smile sweet enough to make you think it might’ve been genuine. To make you think he actually might’ve cared, if you’d been brave enough to tell him to stop. “Bear with us, alright? Oikawa’s good at this kind of thing, it won’t take long.”

If nothing else, Oikawa worked quickly. Sugawara tried to be delicate, trading brief brutality for drawn-out precision, but Oikawa didn’t seem to follow the same statagy. He chose somewhere noticeable, somewhere sensitive, the dip of your collarbone, where you could see the hilt of his knife moving along the edge of your vision. Whereas Sugawara’s burnt, like a branding-iron being forced under your skin, whatever Oikawa was doing only resulted in a numb pressure, an awareness that something was splitting apart and you desperately, desperately wished it wasn’t. You tried to glance down, tried to see what he was doing, but Sugawara didn’t seem to care for that idea. Without hesitation, he caught your chin, tilting your head back and slotting his lips against yours. You might’ve been thankful for it, too, if he hadn’t taken his turn first.

The kiss was gentle, just as tender and considerate and synthetic as you’d come to expect from him. He wanted to distract you, clearly, to take your mind off of Oikawa’s knife and the thin incisions, but if anything, the softness of it only made the sensation more vivid, more unignorable. It only made everything hurt more, but you might’ve been giving him too much credit. By the time Sugawara’s touch began to wonder, his fingers dipping down to trace over the marks he’d so carefully engraved in your skin, you were tempted to say the distraction was more for his sake than yours.

You never leaned into it, you couldn’t bring yourself to. It was all you could do to let out a scratchy, pained shreik as Oikawa finished, ending his carving with a long, winding dash that ran to the center of your chest, one that sent a fresh acidic wash across your skin every time you took a deep breath. You almost glanced down when Sugawara drew back, almost spoiled the surprise, but Oikawa was quick to press the flat of his blade against the bottom of your chin, forcing you to keep your head up as he pressed his mouth against yours, the kiss half as long as Sugawa’s but twice as forceful, as if he felt the need to get back every second he might lost.

By the time it was over, you were gasping, the adrenaline fading and a new wave of tears building up in the corners of your eyes. Thankfully, your boyfriends allowed you a small moment of reprieve, but it was a fleeting sense of tranquility. Before you could calm down, before you could do so much as start to recover, Oikawa was already pushing you away, trusting you to steady yourself as he fished his phone out of his pocket. You stumbled, nearly falling forward, but Sugawara caught you, chuckling as you dug your nails into his sleeves. The sound was so calm, so cheery, you could almost bring yourself to ignore the shudder of Oikawa’s camera, the satisfied scoff he allowed himself as he looked over his work. You were confused, for a second, almost offended, but it didn’t take you long to remember the reason for his sudden distance.

Oikawa wanted to show off your gift.

Sugawara must’ve arrived at a similar conclusion. “Maybe we should wait,” He suggested with a noncommittal shrug. “It might be a little too much, today. We could wash off the excess, wait for it to scar… it’s not like I won’t be able to make sure (Y/n) doesn’t peek, in the meantime.”

But, Oikawa was already leaning forward, stringing his arms over your shoulders as he held his phone in front of you, already open to the picture he’d just taken. You didn’t mean to look. You didn’t want to look, but once you caught a glimpse, once you got a hint at the full image, you couldn’t tear your eyes away. It took you longer than it should’ve to recognize the sloppy scrawl, the lopsided text that’d been gouged into your back. You could still feel it, if you tried to. It wasn’t unbearable, but every cut seemed to ignite with a new fire as you looked over the uneven, jagged shapes. Letters, you realized, then a name. Koushi.

Koushi.

You felt like you were in a trance, like some unseen force was compelling you to lift your hand and drag your fingertips across the wound on your collarbone, one indented symbol at a time despite the fresh row of needles you pushed into your flesh at every point of feather-light contact. Neither of them made the effort to take another picture, but Oikawa cupped his hand over yours, keeping your hand on your chest, on the name that’d be etched into your skin for the next few months, if you were lucky. For the rest of your life, if you weren’t.

Koushi and Tooru. Sugawara and Oikawa.

Your loving, caring, devoted boyfriends. Your partners who couldn’t bear to see your attention stray.

The blood loss might’ve been a mercy. At least your mind was too clouded-over to really take in what this meant.

“It’s pretty, right?” It was Oikawa’s voice, but you could hardly hear him over the ringing in your ears, over the all-consuming, all-devouring dread that was beginning to swallow you whole. “We’ll be spending a lot of time together from now on, just to make sure it heals. We wouldn’t want you doing anything to ruin our gift so soon, would we?”

It was almost a relief when Sugawara spoke, urging you on with a whispered ‘tell him how much you like it’, his expression sympathetic but his eyes bright. He was remorseful, but he didn’t regret hurting you. He didn’t agree with Oikawa, but he genuinely thought he loved you, that he’d done something you might be grateful for. That was more than you could say for Oikawa. Possessive, jealous Oikawa. Petty, sadistic Oikawa.

Oikawa, who’d let another man carve his name into your skin just to punish you for catching his eye in the first place. Who’d sit back and watch you bleed, just because he couldn’t be the only person who got to say when you deserved to.

Your tongue felt heavy, when you opened your mouth. Your voice came out unsteady, your tone impassive, but you knew neither of them would care. Sugawara wouldn’t look any further than the words themselves, he wouldn’t want to, and Oikawa…

Oikawa just liked to watch you suffer.

“It’s beautiful.”

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