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pofusoup · 1 month
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so much haikyuu!! 🏐
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fuyuluvr · 2 months
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i didn't mean it.
synopsis: your boyfriend says something and makes you insecure.
characters: tsukishima, daichi x gn!reader (implied f!reader for daichi)
warnings: angst to fluff, tanaka and noya are idiots in daichi's parts but when are they not? tsukishima has no filter but when did he ever. also daichi is a canon big boob lover so that inspired this ig
note/s: reuploading my old haikyuu works so don't mind me!
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tsukishima: 
the subject you despised decided to hold a graded surprise quiz. needless to say, you did not do so well on the said subject. your mood for the day has leaned towards irritation more than anything. you wanted nothing more but to cuddle with your boyfriend when the day ends.
you walked over to the gym where karasuno was having their practice. sugawara smiled at you and you mustered the most comfortable smile that you can manage to give back, despite your sour mood.
you sat by the audience bleachers, noting how tsukishima looks focused on his practice – despite the fact he says it’s only just a club – your mood got a bit better seeing him be discreetly passionate over volleyball.
yachi gave you a shy wave as you caught her eye. you smiled at her, feeling your mood become a bit better when you saw your tall boyfriend.
“(y/n)-san!” hinata waved and yelled from below, you waved back at your hyper batchmate. the ruckus made tsukishima glance up at you and shoot you a teasing smirk.
you rolled your eyes and went down as he gestured you to go down.
“did you miss me that much?” he asked as you settled your things down and he flicked your forehead.
“asshole.” you muttered, rubbing the spot where he flicked.
“aw, is my wittle baby hurt?” he sarcastically asked, you rolled his eyes before shoving an energy drink you brought for him towards his chest.
he took it, eyeing it suspiciously. you snorted at his actions.
“i can be a caring s/o, too.”
“didn’t say anything.” you sighed and sat beside him as he uncapped the drink before taking a sip.
“what’s got you in a bad mood?” he asked sitting down beside you, the volleyball team taking a break as hinata managed to hit tanaka with a ball to the face.
“it’s nothing, really.” you said quietly, the shame of the failed grade overcoming your thoughts once more.
“it can’t be nothing if you’re not spewing sarcastic remarks at me that much,” tsukishima pointed out. you sighed, knowing your boyfriend was right.
“so, what is it?” he asked again. you purse your lips, before letting out yet another sigh.
“remember ms. yuki’s class?” you asked, he nodded.
“so… i may or may not have failed the recent exam.” you said quietly, you think he hasn’t heard you. suddenly, an obnoxiously loud laugh came out from your boyfriend.
“ms. yuki’s class is the easiest. how did you manage to fail that?” that did not help your mood at all. you stayed quiet, not wanting to answer because you fear that this might lead to a fight. and fighting with tsukishima will probably be the cheery on top to your already terrible day.
“look, i just got confused with the terms.” you tried to explain yourself.
“how do you confuse the terms? it’s literally the easiest on that exam.” he continued, still laughing at you.
“did you lie about studying just to impress me again? remember what happened last time?” his words hurt. you spent most of your time trying to understand the lessons. you know you weren’t exactly the smartest, but you know that you understood the lesson.
“hey, (y/n)? did that exam also dumb down your vocabulary? why aren’t you responding?” he continued taunting you.
you clenched your teeth, trying so hard not to show your irritation.
you were already feeling down, and it hurts even more to know that your own boyfriend is invalidating what you feel.
“tsukishima, please shut up.” you muttered, clenching your fist on your bag.
“aw, now you can’t even talk back? come on. it’s not that big of a deal.” yes. it was a big deal to you. the time you spent memorizing and comprehending the lesson went down the drain as a low score on the test paper greeted you made it a big deal.
“i’m sorry, i can’t be as smart as you.” you said in a small voice, wanting nothing more but to curl up in your room and cry all your emotions out.
at this point it wasn’t the bad grade that frustrated you. it was how your own boyfriend can’t read the room and make your mood even shittier than it already was. it was how he, right off the bat, laughed at your struggle and invalidated all the time you spent on the subject.
“i have to go.” you said, standing up.
“there’s only a few minutes before practice ends, wait for me and i’ll walk you home.” tsukishima said, finally looking at you. his eyes widened at the sight of your red face and the tears pooling in your eyes.
he was too absorbed into poking fun with you that he didn’t realize he was the only one left laughing.
“(y/n)-”
“okay! everybody, go back to your positions!” daichi yelled out. tanaka was lying down on the floor in a daze while staring at kiyoko who has her hand holding a bag of ice and holding it down tanaka’s face. you stood up and walked out, your face was seen by sugawara who could only give tsukishima a disappointed look.
it was then he knew that he had gone too far.
when practice ended, he basically ran to the direction of your house. yamaguchi was confused at the uncharacteristic action of his best friend. he yelled a small ‘get home safe’ before walking with the other team members.
tsukishima felt like shit. he knew that his words were aggressive, but he never knew he would push his limit enough to make you feel bad about yourself. it was the last thing he wanted to do.
at the sight of your house, your mother opened the door and saw the distressed look on tsukishima’s face.
“they’re in their room.” was the only thing she said before tsukishima ran to your room and opened it, only to see you sitting slump on your desk, dried tears were on the sides of your face and you were staring blankly at your notes.
“oi.” tsukishima called out, you turned to look at him with a blank look before turning back to your notebook, wanting to ignore his presence in the room.
he strode over to where you were and closed your notebook. placing it somewhere he knows you couldn’t reach.
“tsukishima, give me back my notebook.” you said, he internally flinched at the lack of emotion in your voice.
“your head won’t retain any information if you’re this drained, (y/n). you know this.”
“give me my notebook.”
“no. you need to listen to m-”
“just give me the damned notebook.” you said loudly, before it turned to a soft whimper. “please.”
and with that you broke down into tears. tsukishima almost immediately lifted you up from your position and carried you to your bed.
“please. i need to learn this.”
“you need to rest.” he argued, holding you against his chest, drawing what he thinks are comforting shapes on your back. you shook your head, struggling against his hold.
“i… i just want to be smarter for you.” you said, voice lowering down. tsukishima’s grip on you tightened.
“i already got enough talks about that embarrassing grade. i didn’t need you to press down the wound with salt.” you started.
“i already feel dumb enough as i am. i didn’t need you invalidating me.” you said through your tears, wiping them away harshly.
“god, why am i even crying i-”
“i’m sorry.” tsukishima cut you off. your lips pursed, trying to contain your sobs inside. tsukishima felt like the biggest asshole alive. he never meant to go this far. he should’ve considered your feelings more.
“i’m sorry for invalidating what you feel. i won’t try to justify what i did because i know that as a dick move on my part.” he said, earning a laugh mixed with a sob from you. he rubbed your back before kissing your forehead softly.
“you are one of the most intelligent people i know.”
“shut up.” he continued. you gave him an offended look.
“i didn’t even say anything!” you said, hitting his chest slightly. he flicked your forehead as response.
“i know those words i said a while may seem insensitive.”
“glad you know.” he gave you a look, you pecked his chin. he continued with his narrative.
“but i hope you know i didn’t mean to hurt you. i was laughing with you before i realized that you weren’t laughing with me at all. i’m sorry if i invalidated your opinions.” you knew tsukishima meant every word he said. he was never the type to lie anyway.
you nodded in acceptance to his apology, his hand coming to run through your hair, calming you down in the process.
“tell you what, i’ll help you study tomorrow but for now, let’s just rest your pretty little head.” you smiled at the idea, nodding your head. you wrapped your arm around tsukishima’s neck.
“now go to sleep.” you rolled your eyes but closed your eyes anyway, the steady beat of your boyfriend’s heart lulling you to sleep.
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daichi:
daichi dreaded going to the club room early. maybe if he were tardier then he wouldn’t have to be cornered into a hotseat by the team’s idiots. the captain heaved a sigh as the two second years babbled on their ideal types. 
he opened his gym locker, taking off his uniform and replacing it with his practice clothes. once he changed, he saw nishinoya and tanaka staring at him with mischievous grins plastered on their faces. 
“what?” daichi shouldn’t have asked. “it’s not fair you heard about our tastes and you’re all quiet on us, daichi-san!” nishinoya answered, as if he were whining. daichi looked at them with a deadpan expression. 
“why does my type concern you?” tanaka and nishinoya shuddered at the tone their captain sent them, but they weren’t going to stop. they wanted to know if daichi was relatively interested in anyone at all. and their captain’s intimidation isn’t going to stop them from knowing so. 
“come on, daichi-san! surely someone like you has a type.” nishinoya urged on, the door of the clubroom opened, revealing sugawara and asahi who were chatting amongst themselves. daichi thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, knowing the conversation would shift into a new topic. 
sadly, he was wrong as sugawara asked why the second year duo were staring at the captain. 
“we just want to know the captain’s type! suga-san, do you know?” nishinoya risked asking the vice-captain, and to daichi’s displeasure, sugawara gave back a mischievous grin. 
“i don’t think-” asahi started before effectively getting cut off by sugawara slapping a hand over his mouth. “of course i do!” sugawara gleefully said. 
daichi sighed, knowing he couldn’t shut the vice-captain up.
“so, so?” tanaka and nishinoya said in tandem, making the vice-captain laugh. “well. i don’t want to get into detail, but… your captain loves something he can grab in front.” sugawara winked, the second years both tilted their heads in confusion. not getting sugawara’s innuendo. 
ennoshita, who came in a few seconds ago sighed at the dumb second years. “he means he likes people with big bre-” “don’t ruin the fun!” sugawara tsked. ennoshita rolled his eyes before getting ready for practice. 
nishinoya and tanaka both looked at each other before letting out a sound of understanding. “oh, so like… michimiya?”
“are the three of you done?” daichi’s voice made the team shiver, not knowing if they went a bit too far. but apparently, nishinoya didn’t get the hint. 
“you didn’t deny it, daichi-san!” “get to practice, now.” the team took his statement as confirmation that he indeed had a type and nishinoya and tanaka were going to make the most out of it. 
like schoolgirls, they skipped out of the club room, giggling amongst themselves. unbeknownst to them, you were by the door, waiting to give something to daichi. 
you heard every single detail, you didn't mean to. but this was nishinoya and tanaka we’re talking about, it was bound to get loud eventually. 
“oh, (y/n)-san! i didn’t notice you there.” nishinoya waved, daichi froze as he went out of the door to see you smiling back at him. he hopes that you didn’t hear the conversation. 
the two of you decided to keep it lowkey afterall. it was a mutual decision, surely you couldn’t blame him that he didn’t confirm nor deny their suspicions, right?
“hey, noya, tanaka.” you nod at them, they smiled at you with lovestruck gazes before skipping away in awe. 
“uh… hey. what brings you here?” daichi asked, closing the door behind him. you smiled before gesturing to some club reports he forgot by his desk. daichi let out a sigh of relief at the sight of them.
“thank you, (y/n). would you wanna watch the practice?” daichi asked, you smiled softly and shook your head. “i’d love to, but (f/n) is waiting for me, we have a project to get to.” you explained, daichi nodded in understanding before looking around. 
seeing no one in sight, he placed a quick peck on your lips and pulled you into a swift hug. “text me when you get home, love.” you smiled once more before nodding and walking away. 
somehow, daichi felt as if something was wrong. 
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the following weeks, daichi couldn’t help but question the sudden shift in your eating habits. you began drinking more milk, and eating more nuts and soybean. not only that, but you’ve been reluctantly eating more papaya. and you hated papaya. 
it was a rest day from practice, daichi decided to spend his resting time with you. because not only does he miss spending time with you, but he can tell that something was clearly wrong. 
he could only hope it wasn’t because of that conversation. 
but for now, he’s content with holding you in his arms. 
“hey, baby. can you stand up real quick? i just need to use the bathroom.” you state, he nods and sits up sleepily. you peck his forehead before walking off to your said location. 
to pass time, daichi fished for his phone, unknowingly taking yours and opening it with his fingerprint. he should’ve realized that it wasn’t his phone that he was currently holding. 
‘how to grow breast size?’ daichi’s eyes bulged at the incognito tab that appeared once he opened the surfing browser. with curiosity, he viewed the other tabs that were related to enlarging breasts. from myths to actual helpful tips. 
that was then he realized. you heard. 
no wonder your diet suddenly shifted. you were following some site that said so. daichi couldn’t help but feel guilty, now confirming that you heard the conversation for weeks. 
“daichi?” he almost dropped your phone from shock. you were standing there, staring at your phone in his hand. 
“uh...” “i think we need to talk.” 
you nod, sitting at the same couch with a small amount of distance. 
“i heard.” you started, not looking at him. daichi heaved out a sigh, not knowing what to say. 
“i do think that you and michi-” “none of that.” he sharply said, effectively shutting you up. daichi seemed to realize that his tone came off as harsh before sighing softly and taking your hand in his. 
“look. please know i didn’t say anything just to shut them up.” daichi tried explaining, you nod, but the both of you knew you weren’t convinced. 
“love, i’m not dating you because of your body.” he starts, snaking his hand in between the both of you to hold yours. “i could care less about how you look, much less your breast size. it doesn’t matter to me.” 
“i love you just as you are. you don’t need to change anything, especially just to fit in my standards.” daichi continued, tears were pricking in your eyes. you didn’t know what to say, you only endured this because you wanted daichi to be proud to be seen with you. 
“i’m sorry that you had to hear that.” daichi raised your hand to his lips before placing a soft peck on your knuckles. “i’m sorry for not confronting you about it.” you whisper. daichi shook his head at your words. 
“no, love. i should’ve realized something was wrong when you began changing your eating habits weeks ago.” you smiled softly, feeling lighter than before.
“i love you, (y/n).” “i love you more, baby.” you sigh, letting yourself fall in his embrace. 
“does this mean i can stop eating those godforsaken papayas?” you asked with a small voice, causing daichi to laugh at your statement and peck your forehead. 
“you never had to eat them in the first place, love.”
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verslxt · 7 months
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riding his abs
the praisers
as he guides your hips up and down his abs he smiles and kisses your neck "your doing amazing pretty girl". he said pressing his lips to your jaw line as you moved up and down his glistening abs. so close to your climax that you couldn't hide it anymore. "a-ahhh~ m'close" you managed out as you rode out your high on his abs now practically shining in the morning sunlight from your slick and your cum "amazing job pretty girl" he said kissing the top of your head
sugawara koshi, bokuto koutarou, akaashi keiji, hinita shoyo, daichi sumawara, kenma kozume, ashai azumane, yuu nishinoya, tanaka, kita shinsuke, tadashi yamaguchi lev habia and your favs ♡
the degraders
he lands a harsh harsh smack on your ass as you ride his abs making you yelp and jump "getting off on my abs? such a fucking slut" he degrades you as you continue riding his abs. he grabs some of your ass where his large ass handprint is and gives it a small squeeze. he smiles up at you pulling your wife beater down to reveal your tits. as he latched onto one of your tits you were so close you could almost taste it "m-hm~ m s'close" you moaned out as you came on his abs riding out your high "there we go filthy slut, get off using my abs"
suna rintaro, oikawa tooru, osamu miya, atsumu miya, sakusa kiyoomi, hajime iwaizumi, kageyama tobio, aran ojiro, kei tsukishima, kuroo tetsuro, daishou suguru, and your favs ♡
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baguantte · 1 year
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blue lock haikyuu unwilling crossover
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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haikyuu boys when protective of you
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most likely gets into a fight, does throw the first punch, and dramatically whines afterwards, forcing you to be his personal nurse ATSUMU, TANAKA, nishinoya, terushima, IWAIZUMI, hoshiumi
so insulting and almost degrading to whoever is threatening you that the offender ends up leaving out of embarrassment TSUKISHIMA, shirabu, KUROO, kenma, sugawara, daishou, akira, SUNA, kageyama, ushijima, futakuchi, hanamaki
YOU'RE the one who is protecting them SAKUSA, hachi, bokuto, YAMAGUCHI, GOSHIKI, asahi, tendo, AONE, oikawa (somehow), koganegawa, LEV
does his best to diffuse the situation, but ultimately leaves angry and mentally hexes them KIYOKO, akaashi, KITA, DAICHI, hinata, yaku, hirugami
spends the night in jail KENTARO, semi, yamamoto, mattsun, OSAMU
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marycrispies · 1 year
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Just bros being bros 😙
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kingdaddydaichi · 7 months
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₊✧⋆⭒ nsfw. MDNI. x f!reader. 600+ wc.
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daichi is by no means pushy, especially when it comes to you.
but after several weeks of dating and the most you’ve done with him is kissing and grinding each other through your clothes, he realizes that he’s going to have to take the lead if things are going to go any further.
so near the end of your next date, once again he finds himself making out with you as you straddle his thighs. 
you’ve been too shy to tell him or make a move, but you desperately want to feel more of him. which is why you moan in his mouth when his hand slips under your shirt and squeezes your tit, your nipple slotting between his thick fingers. it feels so good, so long overdue that you can’t stop yourself from keening his name.
“daichi…hnn~don’t stop,” you gasp in his mouth, making his hard cock jump inside his pants. you feel it pulse against the back of your thigh and grind back against him, needing to feel more of him but too shy to say or do anything more about it.
but daichi reads your body. he’s had enough time by now to pick up on the little messages you send to him without saying a word. even through your pants, he can feel the moist heat between your legs.
he lays you back, his hard cock pressing against your center when he slots himself between your thighs. what shred of shyness remained crumbles away when you feel the full roll of his hips against you.
“daichi…please,” you whine, driving him even deeper into a feral state.
he raises up to his knees and peels your pants off your legs, keeping his big brown eyes on you as he lowers his mouth to your core. he has smelled your scent on his pants before and has been dying to taste you. he tongues your slit through your damp panties before closing his lips around your clit and sucking you into his mouth.
“mm~fuck…you taste so good,” he moans, his deep voice reverberating against you, making your legs shake against his shoulders.
he sticks his middle finger in his mouth, slicking it up before slipping it inside your panties and pushing inside your tight, needy hole. you whine and keen, shivering at the feeling of daichi's finger - daichi's anything - inside you. his tongue plays at your clit some more before he moves your panties to one side to expose you.
“so pretty,” he breathes before dragging his warm tongue along your bare cunt for the first time. 
you push your fingers into his brown hair, whining his name as he works a second finger inside you, spreading you open a little more but still not nearly as much as his cock will. he’s grinding his hips against the couch cushion below, eager -desperate, even- for some friction against his aching erection.
“fuck…daichi, yes,” you say without thinking, head rolling back against the couch. “eat my pussy so good~”
he latches on for real now, his lips forming an air-tight bond with your clit. he’s sucking you in so hard, his tongue pushing over your clit inside his mouth as his thick fingers curl inside you, wishing it was his fat cock instead. 
you’re oblivious to the fact that he’s so close to cumming, his almost-purple cockhead pinned against his own navel and dragging against the rough material of his pants. you arch your back, pulling your legs further open and back for him as he fucks you harder and faster with his fingers.
“ohh…dai~” you whimper. “i- think i’m gonna…ohfuckyes~”
your cunt aches and flexes around his fingers as he drinks you down, moaning and savoring every last drop of your orgasm as his cock soils his pants with his own cum. next time, he thinks, it'll be inside you.
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₊✧⋆⭒ daichi m.list || 18+ reblogs, likes, comments, and follows are very much appreciated ty babies !!
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hinata-boke · 1 year
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Drawing a randomly generated Haikyuu character (almost) every day until I give up
54. Sawamura Daichi
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nijimurasx · 9 months
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kemistre · 9 months
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εïз┊𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 — feat. kuroo tetsurou, oikawa tooru, bokuto koutarou, ushijima wakatoshi, kita shinsuke, sawamura daichi
synopsis. how the haikyuu captains react to you giving them a surprise kiss
— content warnings. none! — word count. 1, 141
εïз┊author's note. hehe headcanons for you! these are from an old google doc, i just figured i'd touch it up and post it for you all to enjoy!! i do just want everyone to know i adore all of them, every one :3
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εïз┊k. tetsurou
he sat at the desk of his college level chemistry class, leaning on his elbows as he intently read the paper that laid on the desk, filled to the brim with words. his eyes scanned those words over and over again, as he tried not to think about the huge final that was about to happen in the next few minutes. he was so focused he didn’t notice you walking into the empty classroom, nor did he realize you standing next to him. thinking this would be the perfect time to execute your utmost perfect plan, you made your move. your finger dipped under his chin, turning his head and tilting it up as you placed a light kiss on his lips. there was a pause between both of you, his wide eyes meeting yours that were hiding a laugh. his cheeks felt hot as he spoke, giving you a playful smirk as he stood up from his seat. “how could you do such a thing?” a giggle fell from your lips as you ran around the empty room, him following close behind you before catching you in his arms and peppering you with kisses of his own.
εïз┊o. tooru
you two were walking home together after a long day of school and practice. your hands stuff in your pockets as the cold wind blew towards your face, making your nose feel ice cold to the touch. a shiver ran down your spine, your teeth chattered as your walk home continued. oikawa wasn’t in much of a better state himself, his cheeks cold as ice. though, at the sight of you physically so cold, he couldn’t just do nothing. “here love,” he smiled, taking off his hoodie he had worn all day. you had refused, not wanting him to be without a jacket, but he insisted. so, as he wrapped the jacket around you, you leaned forward, your lips gracing his as his eyes widened. as you pulled back, a smile on your face, you spoke. “now your cheeks won’t be so cold.” a more than flustered smile appeared on his lips, his cheeks heating up more as he took your hand in his. “don’t tease me, love.”
εïз┊b. koutarou
he stood on the court, volleyball between his hands as he puffed out his chest, ready to impress you during practice. it was the first day you had come to one of his practices and he wasn’t just going to be average. he was going to act like one of the top five aces! he smiled as you came over to him after you had dropped your bag off by the entrance of the gym. “you ready to see my amazing skills??” “yes ko, i’m very excited, good luck.” you smiled, giving him a peck on the lips, making his eyes widen, before turning to go back to your bag. his face felt hot as he tugged on your arm, pulling you back and into his chest. he smiled, a giddy and happy look on his face. “do it again~” 
εïз┊u. wakatoshi
it was early in the morning, he had convinced you to go on a jog with him, which despite him outward expression, he was really excited for! it wasn’t long, but it wasn’t short either, just half of what he usually did. you glanced over at him as he jogged by your side, never once leaving it. he looked so concentrated, amd it made you smile. he was so dedicated, it was cute. it took a bit to get home since near the end, the traffic had gotten a little bad as people made their daily commutes to work or school. that just meant more jogging in place waiting for stop lights or walking signs, so it was a relief when you got home to a air conditioned dorm room. “y/n.” “hmm?” “you were smiling.” you bounced off the bed, tilting your head slightly as you spoke. “what?” “you were smiling at me while we were outside earlier, why?” you giggled, booping his noise and giving me a light kiss. “because you were being cute again.” his cheeks had gotten hot, fighting off the cold of the room as he looked at you with wide eyes. he followed your movements around the dorm before asking, “can you kiss me again..?”
εïз┊k. shinsuke
he sat at his kitchen table, more than focused on a puzzle you two had been doing for the past two months. it was a puzzle he had gotten for halloween, though you two never had the time to finish it before then. so, that’s why you were coming over after school, to finish the puzzle. though he supposed that’s not why you really came over since you hadn’t helped a single bit since he started. he was fine with that, but he was so set on finishing it he wasn’t going to get side tracked, and he told you that earlier. you came back around to the table after going to get something to drink, looking at his expression, and then the puzzle. with a huff and a smirk, you thought up a way to make him focus on you instead. “shin.” you called his name, making him turn over his shoulder to make sure you were okay. that’s when he felt your lips against his, quickly and quietly before you had pulled back. “did you need something, darling?” your shoulders dropped as you fell into your seat, sighing and setting your head onto the table. yes it seemed like he was unfazed by your little scheme but he would get his revenge later, just you wait.
εïз┊s. daichi
he leaned against the side of the gym, waiting for you to meet him there so you could walk home together. it had been a long day for both of you, and he wanted nothing more than to cuddle with you and watch your show together. he’d been day dreaming about it all day, not meaning to but he did anyway. a sigh fell from his lips as he saw you turn the corner and start heading his way. he pushed himself off the wall, his hands tucked away in his pockets as he decided to meet you halfway. “hel-” he was cut off by your sudden kiss, it was unexpected, but not unwanted. he blinked a few times as you pulled back. “that’s it?” you smiled, turning on your heel to go back the way you’d came. he took a breath, licking his lips before wrapping his arms around you, a smirk on his lips as he whispered, “i’ll just have to get you back later for that one, babe.” his head fell to the crook of your neck as he sighed, begging to stay like that for just a little while longer. 
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mheerdraws · 11 months
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The only hug ever
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lovdlydaz · 7 months
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how they react when they see you in your uniform
afab!reader, you play volleyball and you just got home from a game
warnings: nsfw, cunnilingus, praise, degradation, musk kink, man just a lot of sex ngl
a/n: i've been wanting to try drabbles for a while, but i'll come out with fics soon. it'll be drabbles when i'm unmotivated, and fics when i am. hope y'all are okay with that ♡.
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oikawa
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when you came home off your bus, you weren’t expecting your boyfriend to be on the couch, watching your game on the T.V. he was drooling over the way those spandex hugged your ass and thighs so well, how your ponytail swayed as you went to pass the ball. your body rolled so fluidly, making his cock harden because of how good you played his sport. so, when you came into the room he jumped, then his pupils blew with lust. you were in those same spandex, just in a jacket. he stood up and grabbed you, taking you into your shared room and throwing you onto the bed. his cock was hard as fuck, those shorts he was wearing didn’t really hide much. “you looked so pretty out there babe, i'm sorry i couldn’t come watch you play but you did so good,” he praised you as he pounded into your seeping pussy, eyes rolled back into your head whenever his tip kissed your cervix. you were definitely enjoying yourself, and he kept praising you until he finished. however, when you were both in bed cuddling he would go into your ear and whisper "but i'm better." needless to say, he got a one-way ticket to the couch that night.
ushijima
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it was a rough day at practice today. your team had fucked up hard at one of the many national games y'all played, but yesterday wasn't that great. you had fucked up your serves multiple times, had hit the ball into the net god knows how many times, and your hits kept going out. it was horrendous how you barely got to touch a ball today, and your exhausted expression showed when you got home from your car. your lovely boyfriend, who just so happened to be doing his nightly workout, was in the middle of his 6 x 10 reps of pushups when you walked in. he continued to do them, a small 'hey' escaping his lips before he heard an exasperated sigh leave your lips. he heard stuff being thrown on the couch then a flop, quickly hoping up from his little corner in the living room and walking to you. though, when he was about to speak he stopped, seeing you all sweaty and still in your uniform. he felt his heart throb, or what he thought was his heart. but then, he looked down, seeing his rock hard cock and blushing. you opened your eyes to see your large boyfriend looming over you, then feeling something poke you. you looked down to see his even larger cock poking out from his shorts, making you blush as well. let's just say that your spandex, jersey, and entire body was covered in cum that night. and you didn't regret a thing. <3
bokuto
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see, you and bo had this sorta complicated relationship. sure you were the sub in bed but bokuto acted as a sort of sub top, whining and whimpering your name whenever he was balls deep inside your pussy. and today was the same as always. you had gotten home from practice, a tired sigh leaving your lips until your beefy boyfriend latched onto you like a leech to skin. "i'm so glad you're home baby! how was practice? did you do good??" he asked like a bright puppy, you could visibly see his tail wagging. you giggled and ran your fingers through his hair, nodding your head and smiling. "yes bo, i had a great practice. how have you been? did you have practice today?" you asked, but then you felt something poking you, and then you felt hungry eyes boring down onto you. koutarou had gone quiet, and he had gotten hard too. it was the way those spandex curved around your waist, your hips and thighs were squeezed through the flexible fabric. you were picked up by your legs and carried into the bedroom, thrown down like a ragdoll before the spandex were ripped off you. his face was shoved into your heat for hours, not letting up until you had passed out. when you did he got himself off from your passed out form, then cleaned you both up and went to bed. just so you know, you were wearing your jersey home almost every day after that. <3
daichi
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today was the day of the big game, the biggest of your season actually. so, you had gotten up bright and early to start your day. you took a shower and got dressed, yet your boyfriend who was your #1 supporter and best volleyball coach was there cooking in the kitchen for you. "hey babe, ready to go?" he asked, then he paused. you were sliding your jersey on, tucking it in your spandex and your thighs jiggled as you did so. "yeah, gimme a sec—" and now you were against the wall, getting your brains fucked out of you right before your game. "fuck babe... couldn't resist myself with those pretty thighs of yours..." he whispered into your ear, instantly making you orgasm. he wasn't short after, messing up your insides and causing white to leak from you. you didn't have time to get cleaned up, so when you both got into the car you could feel his cum leaking out of you, which made you blush. let's just say you had a great game, and an ever greater fuck when you got home.
kita
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you had had a great day today. your team was playing the best they ever had and it was visibly cheering you up. though, when you got home your boyfriend was cleaning the counter off, seeing your tired yet happy form walk into the house. "hello sweetheart, how was it?" he chirped happily, but his eyes were staring straight at your pretty legs and formidable ass. your uniform looked so pretty on you, and your bust was even tighter in that jersey. he finished wiping off the counter as you told him your day, pressing you into a kiss when you finished speaking. his hands travelled to your thighs and you whined, those were your most sensitive areas. the sex was on the couch, bodies pressed together as you both were feral for each other. kita more than you, but y'know. the sun came up, and you both weren't even close to done. <3
kuroo
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your multi-million dollar boyfriend wasn't able to make it to your game. he had tried so hard but he was so busy, yet you didn't mind it. you knew how much he loved you, he showed it to you every day. so, when you were driven home by your personal taxi driver which kuroo also so happened to get for you for your birthday last year, he was sitting in the T.V. room, streaming your game. you were the libero, and he was admiring the way your body moved so nicely to get the ball in the air. hearing you come in he jumped, but then chuckled when he realized it was you. "oh, hey babe," he sputtered with a deep voice, but then his eyes travelled. the way your hair stuck to your forehead, how tight that jersey was and how even tighter those spandex were. he couldn't control himself, and now you were on the bed in doggy position as he rammed his thick cock into your cervix. "this pussy grips around my cock so good... such a slutty player aren't you? wearing those tight ass spandex... fuck, baby you make me go insane..." he murmured all sorts of things to you before you both orgasmed at the same time, making it heavenly bliss for you especially. after that, he got you both cleaned up, but you passed out in his arms before you even touched the bathtub. <3
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work wife. sawamura daichi x reader
+ tags & warnings; slightly suggestive towards the end if u like really squint & not proofread :p
+ a/n; i think as a society we should stop sleeping on daichi because like LOOK AT HIM (writing this makes me think i just have a thing for hq captains.)
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“Hey Babe, who’s texting you? Your phones like blowing up.” You ask your husband who is standing in the kitchen as he prepares a snack for the two of you. 
“Hm? Probably Suga or something. Just check.” He states. You follow his instructions, picking up his phone to see the notifications. His background is a photo of the two of you on your honeymoon, it was his favourite photo of the two of you. Constantly showing it off to everyone, bragging about how lucky it is. “So… who is it?” 
“Someone called, ‘Tsutsui Yasu’. Who’s that, Daichi?” 
Your husband can’t help but roll his eyes at the name. “That woman from work. The one who keeps calling herself my ‘work wife’. The one that will never leave me alone, you know?”
“Oh her.” You giggle, “didn’t realise she was THIS obsessed with you. Can’t really blame her though. You look REALLY good in your work uniform, Dai.”
“I thought I always looked good, Y/N.” He teases, resuming to his seat next to you on the couch. You can’t help but roll your eyes at his comment. “What’s she saying?” He asked taking a bite of his sandwich.
“She sent you a video of some cats and just said ‘us lol’.” You explained, “and then she sent some more stupid posts and stuff.”
“God, I never open any of those. They are always so stupid. I only like stupid posts when they come from you, princess.” He says in between bites.
“Hey Dai, can I come visit you for lunch at work tomorrow. I want to meet my replacement, your ‘work wife’.” You say before picking up the sandwich your husband had made you.
“Of course, I'd never say no to that.”
The next morning you begin packing Daichi’s lunch for him, an assortment of his favourite foods. As the clock hits 12, you decide to head over to the station where Daichi works. As you walk in you see an assortment of people walking around looking busy, you decide to stand off to the side and text your husband upon your arrival. 
As you face down at your phone, you hear someone approach you. Slowly looking up at making eye contact at a shorter woman, a hand on her hip. “Can I help you?” She asked a seamlessly innocent question but the tone was laced with a taste of bitterness. Before you could answer you see the familiar sight of your husband approaching the two of you. Daichi was giving you a look, telepathically telling you to not say or do anything stupid. As his footsteps got louder, the woman in front of you snapped her head around to look at your husband. “Sawamura-kun! Hey.” She smiles, a drastic contrast to the look she was giving you.
“Oh hey, Tsutsui-san.” He says before turning to you, “hey baby.”
The sentence confused Tsutsui, before she could react you pull your husband in for a hug. “Hey Dai,” you mutter into his chest, “I brought lunch.” You smiled looking up at him.
“Oh, Daichi-san? Who’s this?” Tsutsui asks, looking towards your husband completely shutting out your presence.
“This is my wife, Y/N.” He proudly responds.
“Hey, I am Sawamura Y/N.” You say with a fake smile plastered over your face, putting a hand out for Tsutsui which she ignores.
“Tsutsui Yasu. Daichi’s work wife.” She states bluntly.
“Oh! I have heard about you! Are you the Tsutsui Yasu who wont stop blowing up my husband's phone every night? The one my husband shows complete disinterest in and keeps following him around like a lost puppy. The Tsutsui who doesn’t stop referring to herself as my husband's work wife, despite his discomfort. And despite the ring he wears on his finger, that Tsutsui right?”
The conversation drops silent. The tension in the air grows strong. Daichi shifts uncomfortably between the two of you, glancing at the both of you. 
Tsutsu was taken aback by your directness, stammers “I-I… well, Daichi and I have a great working relationship! We just joke around, you know?”
“Y/N.” Daichi says sternly, “let’s just go have some lunch-”
“Listen Dai, I love you and we can go eat in a second.” You cut him off, Daichi was amazed by your new found dominance, he was used to you being a nice, caring and loving partner. But he liked it, he liked how you weren’t afraid to fight for him in the moment. Daichi always cared too much about how other people viewed him and would never say something to hurt another person, he could never find the guts to tell Tsutsui to stop caring too much about her emotions. Daichi was a people pleaser. 
By this time, you werent; letting anyone undermine your relationship. You fix your gaze firmly on Tsutsui, your tone unwavering. "Tsutsui-san, it's about time you understand boundaries. Daichi is my husband, and your 'work wife' fantasy isn't something he's interested in."
Daichi looks at you with a mixture of surprise and admiration, silently appreciating your assertiveness. Tsutsui, however, seems taken aback by the direct confrontation.
You continue, "I get it, Daichi is friendly with everyone at work, but your constant intrusion into our personal life's crosses a line. We're here to enjoy lunch, not to entertain your fixation on being his 'work wife.'"
Tsutsui was lost for words. Not knowing how to apply to your directness. 
Daichi steps in, his tone firm, "Tsutsui-san, I appreciate your friendship at work, but Y/N is my priority. Please respect that."
“Let’s go, Dai.” You say walking off, leaving a dumbfounded Tsutsui standing there. Daichi trails behind you.
“That was hot, princess.” Daichi says placing a kiss on your forehead once the two of you reach your car. 
“Mhm, I like fighting for what’s mine.” You murmured against his lips, before he pulled you closer. 
A playful glint sparkles in Daichi's eyes as he holds you close. "You should do it more often," he says, a teasing smile playing on his lips.
“Maybe I will.”
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Third Offense | HAIKYUU
includes: daichi sawamura x fem! reader warnings: age gap [legal], anal, creampie, breeding, fem nicnknames [princess] and pronouns [her, she], daddy kink, overstimulation, incorrect use of panties, handcuffs, dirty talk. summary: your third offense lands you behind bars. 
Daichi fucks you with your cheek squished into the bar of the cell. Your lips parted, drool staining your chin and your eyes rolled into the back of your head; he fucks you like you’ve wronged him. Briefly, in the minutes before his cock presses against that one spot inside of you that makes your brain shut down, you wonder if he treats everyone who sees the inside of this cell that way. 
As if it’s not bad enough, it’s a Friday night. The station is busy with drunkards and reckless teens being dragged in almost routinely. Phones are ringing off the hook, the bustling sounds of Miyagi’s Police Station are the only things drowning out your hiccuping. Your pathetic hiccuping. 
“If you get any louder they’ll come down here wondering what the fuck is going on princess,” Daichi coos. “And then, they’ll find you here, crying on my cock, almost making a mess of my pants with the way you’re fucking creaming,” he pauses- not his thrusts, his speech- to take a breath and glance down at the place where your bodies meet, “God,” he groans. “Look at your little princess cunt, so fucking messy for daddy.”
You want to reply, you want to say yes, you want to tell him it’s all for him. But there are thick fingers pressing onto your tongue. Fingers that go deeper with the force of each of his thrusts. More than once he’s had to pull them back when you gag obnoxiously around them. 
Daichi has stripped you. Tugged your dress free from your body, ripped your panties so they’re hanging off your hip as he plows into you. They sway with the rocking of your body, almost the same way your tits are bouncing, rubbing against the cold metal of the cell door. If only you weren’t completely out of it. If only you could tell him to go slower, to be gentler but your cunt squeezes around him mindlessly, gushing another round of cum as your nth orgasm washes through you. 
He cums too. You know because you can feel the brief pain as the fat head of his cock breaches the entrance to your cervix and empties yet another load of his hot cum into it. You try to make a sound of pleasure around his fingers but only succeed in drooling more. 
“Good girl,” he grunts as he lets his weight fall against you. The downside to having your hands cuffed together on the outside of the cell is that you can’t support yourself. Not that you’d be able to anyway. You’re trembling too hard, a result of being fucked standing up. Daichi pulls his fingers free from your mouth and chuckles when you take a harsh breath. “Your little pussy did so well, princess. Daddy’s so proud of it.”
You don’t expect the hand that was in your mouth to snake down to your cunt. You don’t expect the slap that lands against your swollen clit. So you wail, a broken sound that makes Daichi’s cock throb. You slump, knees buckling under the weight of your exhaustion but Daichi isn’t done with you yet. He wraps an arm around you to support you and hoists one of your legs up to the bar running horizontally through the others. Spreading you out for him, giving him access to the important parts of you, the parts that matter right now.
“I think I’m done with your pussy for tonight,” he huffs. “I think it’s nice and full, there’s no room for daddy’s cum in there anymore.” 
He pulls his cock free, bending to watch as his thick cum begins to ooze out of you. With a dissatisfied huff, he smacks at it. The sticky strands of your mixed arousal connect him to you for a little bit. “Naughty little cunt, trying to get rid of my cum.”
He straightens to wrap his hand around your throat and silence your sob. He kisses roughly at the side of your forehead before bringing his lips to your ear to growl. “Thought you wanted me to put a baby in you. Hm? Your little cunt isn’t being very agreeable, princess.”
He lets go with a shove mumbling under his breath about common whores who won’t behave as he tears your underwear the rest of the way off. You glance down when he squats between your legs, and a split second before he does it you realize his intentions. You squirm when he stuffs the torn piece of cloth into your hole. 
“Dai- daddy,” you whine, the feeling is foreign and uncomfortable, making you wiggle your hips in consternation.
“Shh,” he gently turns your head to face him, a small smile forming on his face when he takes in your running mascara and horribly smudged lipstick. “Don’t worry, daddy knows what he’s doing. You want to keep his cum inside right? Want to give daddy a baby?”
He kisses you softly when you nod dumbly, taking his time to coax your lips and tongue with his own. It’s a mind-melting kiss that once more reduces you to a brainless set of holes, so much so you don’t feel when he rubs the thick of his cock along your exposed asshole. Barely feel when he presses one thick finger into it. It’s not the first time Daichi has fucked your other hole but there’s usually far more prep involved before he can even attempt to fit in there. 
Tonight though, it’s clear he’s a little upset about what you’ve gotten yourself into. About the fact that he’s been forced to arrest you for something he’d warned you about several times before. He doesn’t stop kissing you until the head of his cock presses against the puckered hole. He’s still soaked in your cum and he’s too impatient to provide more prep. He pulls away from your mouth then, dragging the hand around your waist up to squeeze at your breasts and pinch at your nipples.
“Relax, princess,” he pleads, hooking his chin over your shoulder. “Let me get in there.” He peppers kisses along your exposed skin, sucking and nipping into your neck until you relax enough for the head to pop in. You squeal; an adorable sound that has Daichi’s eyes squeezing shut as he forces himself not to cum again. 
He’s incredibly overstimulated. His cock raw and pulsing but he needs to fill you with cum. He needs to fill every hole in your body. Every crevice that can collect liquid, he needs to douse your inside in him. It’s what you deserve. To be treated like a cum jar. A cum dump. A fleshlight. A toy. And Daichi doesn’t care if he fucks himself dumb doing it but he will use you.
His hand slides down your tummy and thick fingers nestle themselves on either side of your clit, they scissor against your puffy lips, spreading them apart and smearing the mess around. You keen when he uses your relaxed state as an opportunity to slip his cock the rest of the way in.
“There we go,” he chuckles. “There you are.” He takes a moment to appreciate the way you have to stretch to accommodate him, and then at the velveteen walls that massage the veins on either side of his cock. When he pulls out you both groan at the obscene squelch. 
“Fu-fuck,” you whimper, fingers flexing as they scramble for something to hold on to. There is nothing though. Not when they’re outstretched in front of you. “Please- plea-“
“Please what Princess?” he uses his thumb to press the head back into you. The fit is so tight, so deliciously perfect that Daichi loses his sense of awareness for a little bit. Forgets where he is, his vision going white at the burn from how tight you are, the sound of his blood roaring in his ears deafens him. He has to stay frozen, one hand on your hip as he regains his bearings. 
“Fuck me,” you slur. “Fuck my little hole.”
“Oh God,” your words snap something inside of him, as though he wasn’t already spiraling from the number of times he’d stuffed your cunt with his cum he’s suddenly overcome with the need to fucking ruin your little ass. So, he does. 
A big palm pressing your face into the frigid bars, he rams into you. His pace is unforgiving even to him. You’re both moaning and panting and groaning; broken, breathy, dizzying sounds that spur each other on. Daichi mutters filth into your ear and you agree with dumb little ‘uh huh’s and ‘yes daddy’s because that’s all you can manage to say. When he cums into your ass you cry, you sob and tremble so badly that Daichi can barely catch you before you’re straining yourself on the weight of your cuffs. 
You’re both sweaty and disgusting but, Daichi doesn’t give you the opportunity to freshen up before he takes you home. When Sugawara opens the front door, there’s a tense moment of silence while he takes in your disheveled form and ruined make-up. He gives Daichi a calculating look, one that Daichi recognizes all too well.
“Thank you, Daichi-san,” Sugawara sighs. “I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t looking out for her.”
“It’s never a problem Suga.”
“You-” Sugawara glares in your direction, “-get in the house. Get cleaned up. We’ll talk about this in the morning.”
You’re about to protest, about to tell your father that there’s nothing to talk about, that you’re a fucking adult even if you are still living with him but, the subtle clearing of Daichi’s throat paralyzes you.
“Goodnight daddy,” you huff. You don’t wait for a reply, scurrying into the house and away from both men. Daichi bites his tongue when he realizes that you’ve only given one goodbye. He almost calls you a brat as you storm off but Suga doesn’t seem to catch on to the way daddy addresses them both.
“Sometimes, I think you’d be a much better father to her than I am,” Suga sighs.
Daichi chuckles, ‘“You’re an amazing father Suga, she’s just a little attention hungry.”
“I can’t afford to keep bailing her out every other week!”
“As long as I’m at the precinct, she’ll be fine,” Daichi reassures him.
“This is her third offense,” Suga frowns. “You can’t protect her forever, and it might cost you your job.”
It’s actually your sixth offense, the other three times he’d just never been able to make it to the station before you’d finally goaded him into fucking you in the back seat of the cruiser. Belatedly, Daichi recognizes that he may have encouraged this behavior by giving you the attention you were asking for, he recognizes that he may have created a monster. He doesn't care though, if there’s one thing he’s good at it’s breaking brats.
“It’s fine Suga,” Daichi smiles. “We can fix this, we’ll just have to work on her together.”
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3rd years (updated with alt-text!)
PARAVOLLEY AU! 🏐♿️
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Redraw of the haikyuu first op!!! 
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