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WHEN IM BACK ON THE PROOOWWWWLL
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Hey, hope u doing good!
What about a little scenario about Ukai getting all nervous about another female coach?? Like she’s really stoic and concentrated and doesn’t notice him much at first, but at the end of the game he start like shouting for karasuno and she sees him and finds him kinda cute. And whatever happens after is up to you!
Hope that’s not too much detail🧍‍♀️
Oh I love this idea. Thank you! I hope you don’t mind I added some light spice hehe
Discipline - Ukai Keishin x Fem! Reader
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It's a late spring evening, and the local pre-season tournament is in full swing. As the head coach of your team, you arrive at the gym with a sense of determination. The air is crisp with the promise of warmer days ahead, and the gymnasium echoes with excited chatter as spectators file in to watch the matches. Inside, the players stretch and warm up, eager to showcase their skills on the court. You know that tonight's match against the "dream team" Karasuno will be a true test of your team's abilities, and you're determined to lead them to victory. In need of a moment to gather your thoughts, you step outside to catch some fresh air. As you make your way to the entrance, you spot a familiar figure leaning against the wall, his silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the evening light. With a slight smirk, you rest a hand on your hip and approach him.
There he is, Ukai Keishin, the formidable coach of Karasuno High (and your sworn enemy) taking a smoke break in the calm before the storm. His presence exudes a sense of confidence, but there's an underlying tension in the air as you draw near.
"Mind if I join?" you ask, your voice cutting through the silence of the evening.
Ukai looks up, a hint of surprise flickering across his features before he quickly regains his composure. "Go ahead," he replies, gesturing with his cigarette.
You settle beside him, and silence settles between you, broken only by the distant sounds of the bustling gymnasium. You take a deep breath, relishing the quiet moment before the chaos of the match consumes you.
And then, with a casual glance in his direction, you decide to break the ice. "Impressive team you have in there," you remark, your tone laced with admiration. He glances at you with distrust in his eyes.
"But discipline is what truly sets us apart."
He arches an eyebrow. “Is that so?”
You shrug matter-of-factly, crossing your arms. It’s the key to dominating the court.”
He scoffs, shakes his head, and takes a slow drag of his cigarette. “I’ll show you discipline,” He mutters under his breath.
Just then, the referees blow the whistle from inside, signaling the official start of the team warmups. Determined to get under his skin, you lean in and pluck the cigarette from his mouth. "I’ll hold you to that. See you on the court," you say with a smirk, dropping the cigarette into the gravel beside your foot and stomping it out before walking inside.
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As the time for the match draws near, you and Ukai find yourselves standing face to face, following the customary tradition of wishing each other luck before the game. With a sense of anticipation hanging in the air, you extend your hand, ready to shake his in a show of sportsmanship.
Ukai accepts the gesture, his grip firm yet surprisingly gentle. A beat passes and you attempt to draw your hand away, but he tightens his hold, pulling you in closer. Your breath catches in your throat as his eyes locks with yours, a flicker of intensity sparking between you.
"I'd say passion," he emphasizes, his voice low, "is what truly drives a team."
His words send a shiver down your spine. You’re briefly taken aback, and he notices. Before you can utter a response, he’s walking back to his team huddle.
•••
Throughout the match, you can feel his eyes on you, his gaze following your every move from the sidelines. His unwavering attention causes the gymnasium to feel a bit warmer than usual. But you brush it off, maintaining your composure and focus on leading your team to victory.
The game is intense, with both teams fighting tooth and nail for every point. The score remains close, keeping the tension palpable in the air. Despite the distractions, you remain steadfast in your coaching, rallying your players and guiding them with your trademark precision.
As the final whistle blows and your team emerges victorious, a sense of triumph washes over you. But before you can fully revel in the moment, Ukai approaches, his features tense with agitation.
“Aw, you’re here to congratulate me?” You place a hand playfully on your heart, as if endeared by the thought.
“Real professional of you,” he accuses. “Distracting me like that.”
You roll your eyes. “The first rule of discipline…” you look him up and down, suddenly aware of his proximity. “Pinpoint the weakness.”
His jaw tenses. You can see the frustration etched on his face, but there’s something else too— a glimmer of defiance in his eyes. Despite being bested, he meets your gaze with a challenging look, as if silently daring you to underestimate him again.
A smirk tugs at the corner of your lips. “I don’t suppose you have any other weakness I should know about?”
His gaze lingers on you, eyes full of unspoken promises. There’s a tension in the air between you, a silent acknowledgement that there would be a “rematch” of sorts… preferably with no spectators.
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Thanks for reading! I’ve been waiting for a Ukai request, he’s sooo 😙. I’m honestly not opposed to a pt.2 if people want it. I had sm fun with this one ;))
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bananawafers · 1 month
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I WILL SINGLE HANDEDLY REVIVE THE HAIKYUU FANDOM IF I MUST. WHERE YALL AT!!!! 🔊🔊🔊🔊 WAKE UP
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bananawafers · 1 month
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Dating Bokuto looks like…
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• him immediately eyeing you in the crowd with a wide grin on his face after scoring a point, as if saying “that’s for you!” he thrives off of your approval <3
• him being your biggest fan. he loves listening to you as you debrief your day, invested in the drama, chipping in with comments and siding with you loyally (even if you both know you’re in the wrong lmao). he cheers you on happily with anything you do, and he brags about you to his friends any chance he gets.
• trying to get out of bed in the morning and being anchored in by his arms around you as he sleeps peacefully behind you. he will literally whine if you try to get up without him.
• neediness. he requires a lot of reassurance that he’s a good boyfriend and he jumps to conclusions pretty often. he relies on your pep talks before his games to get into the right mindset, and you’re the only one who can lift his spirit after a loss. he also gets a little butthurt when you’re not spending time with him, but you’re patient with him because you know it comes from a good place.
• him being amazing with children. you’re proud to bring him to family gatherings because you know the kids are all ecstatic to see him— they barely acknowledge you when you arrive because they’re too busy crowding around bokuto as he greets them happily with fist bumps and hugs.
• him blowing up your phone with texts at all hours of the day. you think it’s endearing how he texts you about the tiniest things; something that happened in class, a dog he met on the street, or just how much he misses you.
• him getting jealous… back to the neediness thing, he does not like to see you interact with other men. you could be having a civil conversation with someone and suddenly he’s beside you with a hand clumsily around your hip, carelessly inserting himself into the convo.
• he loves carrying you. carrying you to bed, lifting you in his embrace when you get home, piggyback rides, etc. <333
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bananawafers · 1 month
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haikyuu masterlist! ♡
im still new so it’s very dry atm …
🌶️ means the material is 18+ !
🌸 means the material is sfw
general
haikyuu boys as kissers 🌸
haikyuu boys helping you babysit 🌸
haikyuu boys x popular romance tropes 🌸
karasuno
ukai:
discipline 🌸/🌶️
aoba johsai
iwaizumi:
dress shopping 🌸
nekoma
kuroo:
the wedding guest 🌸/🌶️
fukurodani
bokuto:
dating bokuto looks like… 🌸
shiratorizawa
ushijima:
general nsfw headcanons - ushijima 🌶️
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bananawafers · 1 month
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SMTH WITH USHIJIMA preferably nsfw
Ushijima Headcanons (18+)
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Minors do not interact ⚠️ This material is for 18+ readers only. Thank you
Now without further ado
• Getting to the physical stage with Ushijima can be difficult at times. He tries his best to balance volleyball with his romantic life, but often times he has a lot on his mind and you have to take initiative. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, of course he does, he’s just not overly needy.
• If you want to get him worked up, mess with him. Wear his oversized clothes. Dress up for him. Make him jealous. Use his competitiveness to your advantage, that man is possessive.
• He’s dominant and firm, but he’s also loving. Majority of the time he’s very vanilla, his large hands handle you with care and he’s determined to leave you satisfied no matter what. He does tiny things like forehead kisses or brushing your hair from your face. <3 I hc that he has such an intimidating exterior, but really he’s a sweet guy. He’s never one to joke during sex, he values the intimacy of it. If you make it to that stage with him, he really truly has romantic feelings for you.
• As expected, he’s not particularly vocal during the deed. He doesn’t like to talk—he would rather show you how he feels physically. You may get an occasional groan from him, but otherwise it’s a lot of ragged breathing and low humming.
• Power bottom. He likes letting you take the reins. You’re so small against him, and he’s so strong that it takes little effort for him to get you off. He loves holding you down against his lap and watching you squirm, or even watching you ride his thigh. He holds eye contact so well it embarrasses you, and it sends you over the edge every time. He knows it.
• Big. So big. Did I mention that he’s big.
• He honestly takes some getting used to. You’re nervous the first time, and he can tell, but he’s done this before and he knows how to be gentle. He properly prepares you and makes sure you’re relaxed enough when the time comes.
• In the case that he is rough with you, it tends to be after a tough loss. You understand, and you encourage him to use you to feel better. He’s always very tentative afterwards, making sure to hold you gently, massage you, or help you clean up.
• When it comes to oral, he prefers to receive. Something about seeing you look up innocently at him while struggling with his size sets him off, he may have a size kink.
• He sees masturbation as a natural need, so he does it fairly often. On rare occasion, if he’s at an away tournament, he may even call you for help. Asking what you’re doing, or what you’re wearing.
• He’s very traditional, so he mainly prefers to keep it in the bedroom. He isn’t a fan of quickies, but very rarely you can manage to provoke him in the car or a semi-public place.
• He has a LOT of stamina. If he’s in the mood, he’s in the mood, and you’ll be sore for the next few days. ;)
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This is my first general nsfw hc post, I try not to be overly explicit, I hope that’s alright! Thanks for reading. :)
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bananawafers · 1 month
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I want to edit them to this song. My babies .
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ONCE AGAIN I AM ASKING FOR HQ FIC REQUESTS! 🙏🏻😇 # inspired
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bananawafers · 2 months
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heyyyy
kuroo drunk kissing you at your house? (lip biting and sucking and AARRRGGHHHH)
no smut please!! just make it a steamy session of making out!!! like REAL REAL STEAM! (idk how to express it lol)
thanks in advance !! take care <33333
I love this idea! I hope you don’t mind I had to switch up the setting a bit to match the storyline :)
The Wedding Guest - Kuroo Tetsuro x Fem! Reader
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Today’s date has been marked on your calendar for months. It’s your childhood friend’s wedding day, and you couldn't be happier to be there on her special day.
As you settle into your seat at the winter wedding, you can’t help but feel a sense of awe at the stunning scenery unfolding before you. The candle-lit indoor venue, with its panoramic glass windows offering a view of the snow-covered mountains bathed in the soft hues of the setting sun, is nothing short of breathtaking. You’re so mesmerized by the beauty of the moment that you fail to notice the tall dark haired man settling into the seat beside you.
“Quite the view, isn’t it?” He remarks, jolting you from your thoughts. You turn to him, and you’re caught off guard by his appearance. He has captivatingly sharp features, broad shoulders and a tall frame. His eyes are so dark they could peer into your soul, and you can’t help but note how clean he smells. You suddenly become embarrassingly aware of his proximity to you.
“It’s stunning.” You utter in response, and he nods.
“So, what’s your connection to the happy couple?” He asks.
“I’m a friend of the bride’s. You?”
“The groom happens to be a relative of mine.” He replies. You open your mouth to ask him his name, but before you can utter a word, the room falls silent and the officiant steps forward. The gentle rumble of voices dies down and all eyes turn to the front of the room. You close your mouth, the question left unspoken.
As if he could read your mind, he leans close to you. “It’s Kuroo, by the way.” He whispers. “And you?”
You curse the heat rising to your cheeks at his confidence. “Y/n.” You reply quietly. He hums in acknowledgment, before returning his attention to the ceremony.
•••
As the ceremony concludes, guests begin to filter out of the venue and make their way to the reception area. You linger for a moment, taking in the joyful atmosphere and the sight of the newly married couple exchanging kisses and laughter.
You look away in time to catch Kuroo’s gaze from across the room as he’s caught amidst a conversation with a few other guests. You smile and offer a half-hearted wave. To your bewilderment, he appears to mutter a goodbye to the other guests and begins to make his away across the room to you.
“Long time no see.” You joke when he reaches you.
He huffs a laugh. “Enjoying the festivities?"
You nod, a playful twinkle in your eye. "As much as one can in these uncomfortable clothes," you remark, gesturing to your dress.
Kuroo laughs, a knowing look in his eye. "Tell me about it," he said, shifting on his feet. "These shoes are killing me. I can't wait to get out of them."
You nodded in agreement. "I'd give anything to trade places with you," you say with a smirk. "At least you have the option to take them off."
For a brief moment, Kuroo hesitates at your comment, as if contemplating something. Then, he cracks a smile. "You have a point," he concedes.
Before you can continue your conversation, the groom approaches with mischievous grin on his face. "Kuroo! You have to come join me for a drink," he exclaimed, slinging an arm around Kuroo's shoulder.
Kuroo glances back at you, a silent apology in his eyes, before allowing himself to be dragged away by the groom.
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As the reception winds down, you find yourself at the bar, sipping on a glass of champagne as you watch the remaining guests mingle. You lean against the counter, lost in thought, when a familiar figure sidles up beside you.
You turn to find Kuroo, looking slightly disheveled and very clearly drunk. A playful grin spreads across his face as he leans in close to you. "Hey there, fancy feet," (sorry) he slurs, gesturing vaguely toward the dance floor. "I must say, you've got some unique dance moves."
You drag a hand across your face. “Oh god, you were watching me?”
“How could I not?” He teases.
“Someone’s had one too many drinks.” You utter sardonically. “Shouldn’t you be getting home?”
Kuroo blinks at you, momentarily puzzled. “Home?” He repeats, as if the concept is foreign to him. “Oh, right… I’m staying at a hotel down the street.”
You raise an eyebrow at him.
“Yeah, it’s… that way.” He says, pointing vaguely in one direction before changing his mind. “Actually, no… It’s that way.”
It’s frustratingly clear to you that he has no idea how to get home by himself. You hesitate for a moment, weighing your options, before making a decision. “You know what?” You say, placing a hand on his arm. “I’ll walk you to your hotel. It’s no trouble.”
He opens his mouth to protest, but you cut him off with a firm look. “No arguments.” You say firmly. “It’s late, and you’re in no condition to be wandering the streets alone. Come on, let’s get you back.”
With a resigned sigh, Kuroo accepts defeat, following you out of the venue into the cold winter air. As you walk together down the deserted streets, your amusement at the tipsy man stumbling beside you distracts you from the cold.
As you arrive at the hotel, you guide Kuroo up the steps and into the lobby. The dimly lit corridors feel like a maze as you make your way to his room, staggering as he leans heavily on you for support.
Finally, you reach his door, and you fumble with the keycard until the lock clicks open. You push the door open, revealing a cozy hotel room bathed in the soft glow of lamplight. The room is simple yet inviting, with a plush bed adorned with crisp white linens, a small desk tucked into one corner, and a large window offering what you assume to be a perfect view of the mountains in the daylight.
As you step inside, you let out a sigh of relief at the warmth of the room. Kuroo walks past you and sinks into the bed, and you kick off your heels to sit beside him. The mattress dips under your weight, and you allow yourself to sit in silence for a moment.
As you unwind, you reach up to undo your hair from its uncomfortably tight updo. Your curls fall limply to your shoulders, now taking the form of soft waves. You suddenly feel Kuroo’s silent gaze on you, and your pulse quickens slightly at the intimacy of the situation.
“You know,” he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper, “I think I prefer your hair like that.”
His words hang in the ear, and your face begins to feel hot. You turn to face him, your heart pounding in your chest as he reaches to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. His touch is gentle, almost reverent, and you allow yourself to lean into it, your breath catching in your throat as his fingers brush against your skin.
Even though you can see it coming a mile away, it does nothing to calm your beating heart as he leans in closer, his lips meeting yours in a tentative kiss. At first it’s slow and gentle, a delicate exploration of each other’s lips as you find your rhythm. His mouth moves against yours in a way that feels almost practiced. Even in his drunken state, his precision sends shivers down your spine.
You let out a wanton sigh and finally melt into his kiss, your fingers tangling in his black hair as you pull him closer. He hums against you, taking your response as an invitation to add more pressure. His hands begin to roam freely over your body, tracing your curves with a reverence that makes your head spin. You return the gesture, your hands roaming across his chest, feeling the unsteady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your touch.
The kiss grows more fervent now, as your bodies press closer together. It’s a desperate embrace; he kisses you with urgency, like he’s been starved. You have to part to catch your breath, and he wastes no time to litter your collarbone with love marks. He skillfully traces up to your sensitive pulse, where he lingers, his hot mouth drawing an involuntary gasp from you. Just as you begin to feel light headed, your phone starts to buzz in your purse.
The two of you are pulled from your reality, and you take a moment to breathe. You allow your gaze to focus on him, and in the dimly lit hotel room, his eyes somehow appear a shade darker. They flicker across your face as his breathing calms, and a crooked smirk spreads across his painfully handsome features.
“You’re almost as good at kissing as you are at dancing.”
You scoff before reaching up and yanking a piece of his hair, earning a playful wince from him as he draws away from you. You suddenly feel cold again as you shift to pull your phone out of your purse. You answer the call.
“Hello?”
“Y/n? We’ve been looking everywhere for you. We’re leaving, where are you?”
You immediately stand, cursing. “Sorry, I’ll be there in a few minutes!”
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Thanks for reading! I know it was a bit of an abrupt ending and I could definitely still use some experience writing steamy scenes— but I hope this satisfies ;))
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bananawafers · 2 months
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hi! im relatively new to the haikyuu fandom as a writer! hope we can be friends :) who’s your favs?
ahh welcome!! im fairly new too so we can start out together :) my favvvvs hmm. i would say iwaizumi, keishin ukai, and asahi <3 but ofc i love them all. what ab you?
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bananawafers · 2 months
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Hii!!! Id love to see you write something friends to lover for Iwaizumi please!
I’ve been dying to write Iwaizumi with this trope!! Thank you sm for the request! <3
The Perfect Fit - Iwaizumi x Fem! Reader
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“You know it wouldn’t hurt to make some female friends.” Iwaizumi mutters as the two of you walk through the busy shopping center. You laugh, and anticipation lingers in your mind at the thought of the upcoming school dance. Despite several hours of browsing online dress catalogs, you have yet to find a dress that truly speaks to you.
“They just don’t complain like you do.” You nudge him playfully.
You finally enter an upscale dress store, and your chest fills with excitement as you survey the racks of elegant gowns. You begin to sift through the dresses, and your eyes catch on a particularly revealing gown, the fabric shimmering in the soft light of the store. You pluck it off the rack with a mischevious grin and hold it up for Iwaizumi to see.
“Imagine wearing this.” You exclaim, a playful glint in your eye as you wiggle your eyebrows suggestively. Iwaizumi only clears his throat, feigning disinterest as he averts his gaze.
“It’s a bit much, don’t you think?” He mutters, his voice betraying his discomfort.
You chuckle, amused at his reaction. “Oh, come on, Haji. Where’s your sense of fun?” You tease, draping the dress over your arm with a smirk.
Iwaizumi shifts uneasily, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer, before shaking his head in annoyance. “I think I’ll just wait outside.” As he turns to exit the store, a cheerful saleswoman intercepts him with a warm smile.
“Leaving so soon, lovebirds?” She chirps.
Iwaizumi’s eyebrows raise at the implication, his discomfort evident as he shifts on his feet. Before he can protest, the saleswoman continues, her tone filled with admiration.
“You two make the cutest couple.” She remarks, her gaze flitting between you and him.
You laugh nervously, exchanging a glance with Iwaizumi as you both try to suppress your embarrassment. “Oh, we’re just friends, you explain hastily, heat rising to your cheeks.
The saleswoman nods knowingly, a smile playing at her lips. “Of course, of course. Well, let’s find you the perfect dress, shall we?” She suggests, ushering the two of you towards the racks of gowns with a gentle nudge.
Before you can refuse, she begins selecting dresses for you with expert precision, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she considers each option.
“How about this one?” She suggests, holding up an emerald green lace gown adorned with intricate beadwork. Your eyes widen in surprise, impressed by her keen eye for fashion. “That’s beautiful,” you gasp, your hesitation melting away as you examine the dress more closely.
Iwaizumi watches in awe as the saleswoman guides you to the dressing room, beckoning him to follow. As you disappear behind the curtain of the dressing room, he awkwardly sinks onto a nearby bench, his elbows resting heavily on his knees.
After a few moments pass, you break the silence from the other side of the curtain. “Sorry about all of this,” you say softly.
Iwaizumi glances up, his brows furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”
You hesitate for a moment before admitting, “I… I actually asked my date to come with me, but he sort of stood me up.”
A heavy silence hangs in the air, punctuated only by the soft rustle of fabric as you change. You begin to regret saying anything at all.
“I’m sorry to hear that.” He finally murmurs, his voice uncharacteristically soft.
As you struggle to zip up your dress, you sigh in frustration, realizing you need his help. “Um, Haji?” You call out tentatively.
Another beat passes. You wonder what he’s thinking about. “Yeah?” He replies. He sounds distracted.
“I… I need your help.” You admit reluctantly. “The zipper, I can’t do it myself…”
You swallow in anticipation of his reaction. Surely he would refuse. You’ve asked so much of him today already. But, to your surprise, the curtain shifts behind you. You gaze at him through the mirror, and his expression is unreadable. You can’t help but feel a sudden rush of heat at his proximity, and your cheeks flush with embarrassment.
You involuntarily flinch as his finger brushes your lower back, and you pray he doesn’t notice. He traces the zipper to the top, and all your mind can focus on is the torturous touch of his knuckle against your bare skin. You swallow dryly.
Once the dress is zipped, you take in your appearance in the mirror. You curse your past self for picking such a revealing item to try on; it clings to your body like a second skin. Its plunging neck line reveals a daring amount of cleavage, and the dangerously high leg slit leaves little to the imagination.
“Thoughts?” You ask him.
He scoffs, drawing a breath in. “It’s…” his eyes flicker down, tracing the curves of your form. You feel unexpectedly embarrassed under his gaze.
“It’s something. But it’s not you.” He crosses his arms. You dwell on his comment for a moment, humming.
“Alright. I’ll try on the other dress.”
•••
Thankfully, you’re able to zip the next dress without assistance. As you study yourself in the mirror, you hate to admit it, but Iwaizumi was right. This dress suits you much better. Its intricate lace drapes over your curves with effortless grace, hugging your figure in all the right places. It’s almost as if the dress had been tailored specifically for you.
You take a deep breath and slowly push the curtain aside, revealing yourself to Iwaizumi. His gaze immediately locks to your figure, scanning you from the bottom up. His eyes meet yours in the mirror, and for a moment, time seems to stand still. His gaze reveals a myriad of unspoken emotions, and you shudder at the sheer intensity of it.
“Y/n…” He breathes softly, shaking his head. “Your date doesn’t know what he’s missing.”
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Thank you for reading my first fic! I had so much fun writing this, I love a good slow burn friends to lovers. ;)♥️
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bananawafers · 2 months
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attention hq fandom! 🗣️
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I’ve been super inspired to write lately and I’d appreciate if you sent in some requests! I will write pretty much any character, and I do both sfw and nsfw. Feel free to ask any other questions :)
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bananawafers · 2 months
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haikyuu boys x popular romance tropes <3
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🏡 best friends to lovers
iwaizumi, suga, hinata, noya, kuroo
🥀 enemies to lovers
kageyama, tsuki, ushijima, osamu
☯️ opposites attract
hinata, noya, aone, kenma
💝 fake relationship
asahi, tanaka, bokuto, atsumu
❤️‍🔥 forced proximity
keishin ukai, daichi, kindaichi
🖤 unrequited love
oikawa, yamaguchi, lev, asahi
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bananawafers · 2 months
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haikyuu men as kissers 💋
pt. 1
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♥️ asahi
asahi is very vanilla- but don’t think that means he’s a bad kisser! he’s just very gentle and passionate. he’s a little slower than most because there’s always emotion behind his kisses <3 his shy nature adds a sweet and hesitant quality to his kisses making the gesture all the more endearing
♥️ daichi
daichi is a very confident and assertive kisser. he’s not afraid to initiate and his kisses don’t always have to have meaning. you think it’s cute how he kisses you without thinking, like it’s his first instinct. his kisses are firm yet gentle, just like his strong and caring personality
♥️ sugawara
suga is a very attentive person, so as a kisser, that trait shows. he’s very clearly focused on your needs and making sure that your experience is as pleasant as possible. his kisses may not be as intense or exhilarating as others, but they are deep and emotionally satisfying <3
♥️ kageyama
the poor boy is definitely awkward at first. romance has never been at the top of his list of priorities, and you try not to give him a hard time for being inexperienced, but you find it cute how flustered he gets whenever you try to make a move. once he gets more comfortable though, his kisses are very passionate and intense. when he wants to kiss you he will kiss you. just as you would expect from him, he puts a lot of focus into perfecting his technique and making sure you’re satisfied (you are no doubt).
♥️ keishin ukai
the man is confident to say the least. he’s initially a bit of a rough kisser, but you know that it’s just a part of his intense personality. he eventually learns to be softer with some practice, but you still have to remind him to slow down from time to time.
let me know if you’d like a part 2!
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bananawafers · 4 months
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how i feel reading a fic where kuroo calls y/n kitten
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pls dont call me kitten lmao 🙏🏻🙏🏻
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bananawafers · 4 months
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haikyuu men helping you babysit
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^^art by joanna the mad & mintishP !!
is naturally gifted with children. you don’t have to lift a finger.
daichi, kuroo, sugawara, iwaizumi, noya, osamu, ushijima (he’s so patient)
accidentally makes them cry
asahi (poor guy is just intimidating), oikawa (prob gets offended at something the child does) aone </3
“get ts away from me”
kageyama, tsuki, atsumu, ukai, kindaichi
is one with the children. just another child to babysit
bokuto, tanaka, hinata, lev
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haikyuu boys in an arm wrestling match with their s/o
would take the game seriously because they refuse to lose at ANYTHING:
ushijima, kageyama, bokuto, kyoken (mad dog)
would almost let you win to tease you, and then beat you:
oikawa, kuroo, atsumu, terushima, suga, keishin ukai
would put up a good “fight” but lose bc they’re a simp:
asahi, iwaizumi, yamahuchi, daichi
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