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[fancybaguettepolice]

𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐔‘𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

hello my loves 🥀 last year was quite fun, wasn‘t it? now, lets get into it once more, yet this time even better! enjoy. ♡

𖧡 please note the following, some of those works may contain triggering content and kinks that might not be for you, do not click on something you aren't comfortable with, much love.

𖧡 links: main masterlist | ao3

♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶ kinktober masterlist.

𖧡 important: the characters will be added on each day. + this year i will switch between headcanons but also whole written fics and so on. characters will vary each day.

𖧡 since star rail doesn't have many characters it'll be for every other day that i felt they fit in but don't be surprised if i end up posting both fandoms on days where only genshin was planned, i‘m going with the flow and i know myself, i will definitely get an idea for a star rail character with the kink and then just post both fandoms and add it onto the masterlist.

1. october ♰ size kink

genshin impact— alhaitham, wriothesley

honkai star rail— jing yuan, luocha

2. october ♰ cunnilingus

genshin impact— heizou, venti, scaramouche, xiao

3. october ♰ bimbofication

genshin impact— ayato, childe

honkai star rail— luka, blade

4. october ♰ knife kink

genshin impact— dottore & pantalone

5. october ♰ aphrodisiacs

genshin impact— tighnari, kazuha

honkai star rail— sampo, jing yuan

6. october ♰ blow job, deepthroating

genshin impact— lyney, kaveh, kaeya, neuvillette

7. october ♰ monsterfucking & dragon cock

genshin impact— zhongli, neuvillette

honkai star rail— dan heng

8. october ♰ doggy / ass lovers

genshin impact— diluc, albedo, cyno, scaramouche

9. october ♰ threesome

genshin impact— neuvillette & wriothesley

honkai star rail— blade & jing yuan

10. october ♰ exhibitionism

genshin impact— itto, childe, xiao, dainsleif

11. october ♰ breeding

genshin impact— wriothesley, zhongli, thoma, ayato

12. october ♰ cockwarming

genshin impact— heizou, alhaitham, baizhu

honkai star rail— blade, gepard

13. october ♰ biting/marking

genshin impact— kaveh, kazuha, cyno, venti

14. october ♰ yandere corruption

genshin impact— lyney, albedo

honkai star rail— dan heng, jing yuan

15. october ♰ bondage

genshin impact— kaeya, diluc

honkai star rail— luka, blade

16. october ♰ dumbification

genshin impact— tighnari, dottore, scaramouche, childe

17. october ♰ virginity loss

genshin impact— neuvillette, heizou, wriothesley

honkai star rail— blade, jing yuan

18. october ♰ overstimulation

genshin impact— gorou, lyney, alhaitham, kazuha

19. october ♰ edging

genshin impact— zhongli, xiao, ayato

honkai star rail— welt, dan heng

20. october ♰ dacryphilia

genshin impact— neuvillette, diluc, baizhu

honkai star rail— blade, argenti

21. october ♰ jealousy

genshin impact—

22. october ♰ mirror syx

genshin impact—

honkai star rail—

23. october ♰ squirting

genshin impact—

24. october ♰ brat taming

genshin impact—

honkai star rail—

25. october ♰ orgasm denial

genshin impact—

26. october ♰ degradation

genshin impact—

honkai star rail—

27. october ♰ praising

genshin impact—

28. october ♰ vampire

genshin impact—

29. october ♰ nipple play

genshin impact—

honkai star rail—

30. october ♰ hate syx

genshin impact—

31. october ♰ drunk syx

genshin impact—

honkai star rail—

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[fancybaguettepolice]

SHAHHAHAHAHAH HAVE THE LITERAL PLAYLIST PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND

—pairing; ayato x gn!reader

Just a lil ayato pov from this playlist on yt

—tags; college au, jealousy, clubbing, short

—warnings; alcohol use

"No one to dance?"

You glance up, the newcomer has sidled up beside you at the bar so his low voice is audible over the thumping club music. Al Haitham. You recognise him from your campus as one of the graduate students, a few years older than you. You'd be lying if you tried to deny that he was attractive. He seems to know it too; dark jeans hug his long legs in all the right places and sleeveless top showing off his toned arms. You duck your head, smiling sheepishly into the drink you've been cradling and hoping the dim lighting will be enough to hide the growing heat in your face.

"I'm already exhausted." you laugh out by way of explanation. It's not a lie. Ayaka and Yoimiya seem to be blessed with boundless energy when it comes to nights like these. Truth be told, your previous drinks had begun to wear off, drawing your attention to the awkward, jerky movement of your limbs compared the the graceful way your friends' bodies seemed to sway perfectly to the beat. You'd retreated to the bar in an attempt to drown out your inhibitions once again.

Al Haitham hummed thoughtfully for a moment. "Can I buy you a drink? To help you recover your strength of course."

You laughed at that. He was more charming than you'd expected of a scholar, especially one of his reputation. You'd also be lying if you said your attendance to classes where Al Haitham was present hadn't seen a marked improvement. If it was any other night you would have said yes and unashamedly followed wherever the rest of the night took you, hopefully that ended with you in those strong arms of his. But you couldn't just ditch Ayaka and Yoimiya like that. Plus, you'd feel bad letting Al Haitham pay your way when you were already accounted for on Ayato's tab. Despite the elder Kamisato siblings busy schedule, he never failed to accompany the three of you, keeping a watchful eye into the wee hours of the morning. A fact that never failed to revive the dying embers of your childhood crush, not that you would ever tell Ayaka as such.

You cleared your throat hesitantly, aware of Al Haitham's expectant gaze. "I would love that, except-"

"Except she's on me tonight." You jumped, the loud atmosphere having masked Ayato's approach. His hand came to rest protectively between your shoulder blades, never lower, and you were overwhelmed by the musky scent of his expensive cologne. He leaned down to check on you, alert for the slightest sign of discomfort. All you could focus on was the way his warm breath fanned across the exposed skin of your neck. "Is he bothering you?" There was concern lacing his low tone, but underneath there was something dangerous simmering that made your knees feel weak.

You shook your head, his proximity turning your brain to jelly. "N-No, we were just talking."

Al Haitham watched the interaction carefully. "You know Commissioner Kamisato?" He asked, brow quirked.

"Is that a problem?" Ayato fixed Al Haitham with a cold stare. His slender fingers had dropped down your back to curl possessively around your waist, pulling you into him. You were painfully aware of the way his warm chest felt pressed against your back.

"Ayato.." You pleaded, trying to draw his attention away from Al Haitham, craning your neck back to glance up at him. It worked, his eyes met yours instantly and you practically melted under the intensity of his gaze. His free hand came up to curl around your chin and your skin felt white hot under his touch.

"Is this just talking?" He murmured, guiding your face up so your lips met his.

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Since they are roommates can you write nsfw hds about Fem!Reader being roommates with Al-Haitham and Kaveh? Separately pretty please.

I love the thing that everyone took from Al-Haitham and Kaveh was "and they were roommates" and just ran with it. I mean it's true, and I love it, I love them more for it.

Pairing: Al-Haitham, Kaveh x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, roommates, domestic fluff, wall sex, bath sex, rough sex, fingering, cockwarming, fingerwarming, grinding, exhibitionism, coming in pants, handjob

A/N: Of these two who would you rather have as your roommate? Tell me in the replies or reblogs, I'm very curious. And just to make it interesting, as a rule you have to choose just one. I'm evil like that I know.

Al-Haitham was so happy he found someone who was willing to let him have his peace and quiet when he asked for it. He's incredibly tidy and likes to split chores with you, although he sometimes does more because he can't help but want to keep busy.

He quickly came to learn that you being his new roommate meant that he was gonna be busy a lot, just not the way he was before. He lost track of the amount of times he'd go heat up the bath and end fucking you over the tub, his cum spraying over your ass and thighs and onto the tile floor.

Has a very domestic side to him where he likes to make meals together but one of his hands always slides down your back and his fingers settle in your pussy, slowly fucking you as you make the food together. He'll also keep them still so you have to deal with the fullness while getting none of the satisfaction until the food is done.

Same thing with his cock while you're relaxing on the couch, it'll be snug and comfy in your pussy but he'll use his strength to keep you still until you have to beg him to slam you onto the coffee table and fuck you into unconsciousness and back.

Kaveh couldn't believe he landed such a cute and sweet roommate. He was a tease right away, complimenting you, parsing you and being supportive as you took some time to settle in. He made it clear that while he is attracted to you he doesn't expect anything, it was your choice.

Needless to say he was pleasantly surprised when you chose to ride his cock early in the morning to help him with his morning wood and your horniness from seeing him walking around trying to hide his huge cock.

Since that morning it became routine for the two of you to help each other release some stress. Sometimes you didn't even wear clothes while you were in the apartment. It made things so much easier and the two of you so much hornier.

When both of you are really frustrates you don't even take the clothes off. Kaveh pushes you against the wall, grinding his bulge into your hand while he fingers your wet pussy and clit, countless whimpers tearing from your mouth as you feel him come all over your hand and ruin yet another pair of perfectly fine pants.

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Teasing Genshin Men Under the Desk

Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Childe, Al-Haitham, Kaveh, Dottore, Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, blowjob, handjob, ball sucking, edging, coming in pants, throatfucking, cum swollowing

A/N: I had a lot of fun with that Tengen version so I wanted to write one for Genshin too.

Kaeya knows you like to tease him as much as you like to be teased by him. Having you under his desk while he's talking to one of his Knight's is definitely a little more than he would have opted for at first but damn if your mouth didn't feel good around his cock while he looked over the reports, his grip on the paper tightening as you licked and sucked on the tip of his cock.

Diluc would have to lock the door of his office because he knew he wouldn't be able to keep calm if you sucked him off, at least not for long. Sooner or later he starts fucking your mouth while moaning your name, trying to hold off from coming to not get your clothes dirty. He failed that mission many times but remarkably he lasted longer every time.

Itto would look at you with wide eyes when you got under the table and started to jerk him off with both hands. He looked around him, then looked back at you with a grin and a nod, giving you to green light to keep going. His cum would get everywhere, on the roof of the table, on your face, across your chest and down your hand while still couldn't get enough, hands moving faster and faster until his cock went soft enough for him to tuck it back into his pants.

Childe tried to get the upper hand on you, which is funny because it's your hand way down, squeezing and massaging his full balls while you licked the slit at the top of his dick. With every lick his smirk faltered a little until it's a deep drown as he groaned and growled. He stood up, chair falling to the floor behind him as he gripped the edge of the desk and started fucking your mouth, your throat, pumping your mouth full of his cum for you to gulp it down with a delicious sounding hum.

Al-Haitham would explode the moment you try this on him. He would not get pass a few licks from your tongue before he's a shaking mess in his chair, his large hands on the back of your head, using your mouth like his personal fucktoy to get himself off with. He might be able to hold his own when it comes to words but with you, with your talented... well everything around his cock he becomes utterly incapable of denying his base desires.

Kaveh is someone you would try your best to tease but with little success. He would have his arms behind his head while watching you suck on his cock, making lewd sloppy noises as you did so. He loves how it makes you look, his cock deep in your mouth, the feeling hot and wet while you lick along his length. You could lick every drop clean off his cock and his balls and he's still need more. He would show it rather then say it, his hand moving your head back to the tip of his cock, humming pleasantly and smirking when you open your mouth for more.

Dottore does not allow you to tease him. The moment you get down on your knees for him you know you're in for a fast and rough throatfucking and cum shot after cum shot. This is fine with you of course, you like being treated like his needy cumslut. You'll open your mouth for him whenever he needs it and even when he doesn't. Just cockwarming him with your mouth under his desk and keeping him hard while he does his work is rewarding.

Zhongli took a while to warm up to the idea of being teased, especially in this way. While he does have his wild side he prefers to keep it separate from his more serious, calmer self. A task that becomes increasingly difficult as you rub your hand up and down his cock while licking the cum from his balls all the way back to the dripping, swollen head. Eventually he does end up giving in and letting you have all the creampies that you can swollow.

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gender neutral reader

“Goodnight!” You shouted down the hallway before you shut your door, unable to not smile after you heard the muffled replies of the brothers shouting back to you.

Climbing into bed had never been a difficult task and today it was no different. With you safe under your covers and your phone to distract you, you were perfectly content.

But, then, of course,  Mammon came marching in as he had always done since your first week here. However, you had grown so used to this that it no longer disrupted the peace anymore.

So, you ignored him and simply lifted up the covers for him to slide into.

After a few minutes of DevilTok, you threw your phone onto your nightstand and covered yourself up with your blanket. You were finally ready to sleep.

Mammon curled closer, his face hidden in the blanket over your stomach. You smoothed his hair down, smiling at how he only pressed closer at the touch.

Your door creaked open. You raised your head but you were unable to tell who it was. They settled on the side opposite of where Mammon had gotten in and rubbed your shoulder gently instead of saying anything.

The lamp turned on. It was Satan. You rolled onto your stomach, trying to shield your eyes from the light. Mammon grumbled, annoyed that he could no longer hide his face in your body comfortably.

Your door once again creaked open. You groaned.

Another weight to the bed. Someone had decided to lay on your back. Four people in your bed was too unusual. You peeked an eye open.

Mammon was baring his teeth like a feral animal at whoever was on top of you. You would bet a thousand Grimm that it was Belphie.

You looked to your right. Satan wasn’t even reading his book and was instead looking at you.

You rolled your eyes. You knew what was happening. Your demons had once again came to the conclusion that you were human with a human lifespan.

You decided to just let them angst this one out.

The door opened and this time, two pairs of footsteps wondered to your bed. “Sorry, hun,” Asmo whispered as he crawled over you and Mammon. “Wanted to see you.”

“Uh huh…” Levi took his spot on the outside of your legs, your left calf acting as a cushion for his head. You prayed that you wouldn’t accidentally kick him in your sleep.

Then you heard the crunching of chips and a crinkle of a bag. You hadn’t even noticed him walk in.

You moaned into your pillow, exhausted beyond belief. “Beel, please stop eating. I know it sucks to be told that, but go outside if you’re going to crunch.”

There was an incoherent reply and then silence. The edge of the mattress dipped down. Satan turned his lamp off.

You worked on ignoring all of them, closing your eyes tightly and hoping for the best. Asmo dragged his manicured nails up and down your arm and it pulled you into a sleepy haze. You hummed out your appreciation and Asmo giggled tiredly in response.

You felt yourself rocking in and out of sleep, even drooling with how at peace you were. Maybe it wasn’t so bad having six demons in bed with you. Maybe it was worth it for this amount of comfort.

And then your door slammed open.

“Get out of their room, now.” A deadly aura made you choke on air, shivering violently. Lucifer was in his demon form and livid.

Belphie jolted awake on your back, making you gasp in pain as his elbows and knees dug into you. Mammon reacted, scrambling to pull you out from under him.

“Mammon,” Belphie growled, easing his weight back down onto you. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“What do ya think YOU’RE doing?!” Mammon huffed, irritated. “You’re hurtin’ ‘em!”

“They’re fine. They can handle it.” He patted you on the head. How were they ignoring Lucifer? You shifted warily under his weight, unable to see anything happening.

Lucifer started stomping over. You shrunk under Belphie, trying to hide.

“Who do you two think you are, ignoring me?” Lucifer loomed over you three, Levi rolling away to avoid confrontation. “You will all go to your own rooms immediately. The rest of you as well.”

“Lucifer!” Asmodeus whined, leaning into a dozing Beelzebub’s side. “Why can’t we stay? What’s the harm?”

“They were just about to sleep but someone decided to wake them back up,” Satan glowered up at Lucifer. “I think you should be the one to leave.”

“Oh my god, Lucifer just let them stay.” You took matters into your own hands, rubbing at your face tiredly. You wanted no more arguing tonight. “Thanks, but if I didn’t want them here I would’ve gotten rid of them long ago myself. Stay or leave, I don’t care just please turn off the lights.”

He walked away and flipped the switch, darkness fortunately covering the entire room once again. You relaxed and felt Belphie nuzzle into the nape of your neck.

You heard a chair being dragged on your wooden floor and then Lucifer sitting down. You rolled your eyes. Of course he would choose to stay but not be in the bed.

Now, with everything and everyone finally settled in for the night, you got to thinking.

How could all of them be upset over the same thing at once? You think quietly as you can in your bed filled with eight people and come to a damning conclusion. One that makes your stomach twist painfully.

“You had a family movie night without me, didn’t you? And it had someone dying long before someone else, didn’t it?” The sound of breathing stops, seven pairs of eyes stare at you, all conveying different degrees of guilt. “What the hell?”

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when you’re prone to massive migraine attacks and your best friend sent you this, cryuing

Hi cutie 💕 I suffer from severe migraines around my period so was wondering if I could request hcs of Ushijima, Sakusa, Osamu, and Iwaizumi waking up in the middle of the night to an empty bed bc reader didn’t want to wake them? Literally nothing helps me, I just gotta ride it out in the dark but feel bad cause I will toss and turn all night 😅 thank you!!

HAVING A S/O WITH MIGRAINES

(hurt comfort kinda? reader isn’t feeling well, then gets taken care of/comforted)

Sakusa, Osamu, Iwaizumi

a/n: hiii love thank you for the request! I only do 3 characters per post, so I left Ushijima out since I've been writing about him so much lately! I hope I did this justice, enjoy <3

warnings: migraines, mention of painkillers, set in time-skip,

Sakusa

You knew how much Sakusa’s sleep schedule meant to him, especially because he had practice in the morning. That’s why you decided to cope with your migraine in a different room, fearing that your restlessness would wake him if you stayed in bed.

The bed was cold without you, your boyfriend noticed it not long after you left. He woke up to grab another blanket before realizing you were no longer in bed with him. You heard him wander around the apartment before walking into the living room where you had been tossing and turning for the past hour.

“You okay love?” You looked up to see him rubbing his eyes with a small pout on his lips.

“I’m okay, just another headache,” you answered in a strained voice as another wave of pain washed over you.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” His eyebrows furrowed as the pout on his face remained.

“You have practice in the morning,” you mumbled, sitting up to get a better look at him.

He sighed before approaching the couch and extending his arm to you. You wrapped your hand around his and allowed him to pull you up off the couch, not saying a word.

“Practice is the last thing I’m worried about,” he replied as he led you back to the bedroom.

He held onto your hand as he laid down, then swiftly pulled you onto him so that your body was between his legs and your head was resting on his chest.

Your lips stretched into a smile as you felt him leave a kiss on your head before massaging your scalp lightly.

“Thank you omi.”

“Don’t worry about it love, just get some sleep,” he whispered, not wanting the volume of his voice to aggravate your headache further.

“Love you.”

“I love you too,” he replied as you felt him leave another kiss on your head.

Osamu

You’d been up for hours tossing and turning in your boyfriend’s embrace waiting for your headache to subside so you could finally get some sleep. Around 2 A.M. was when you realized the migraine wasn’t going anywhere, so you slid out from under Osamu’s arm as quietly as you could to go take some painkillers and maybe a bite to eat.

Osamu felt you wiggle out from under him but assumed you were just using the bathroom so he didn’t bother to say anything. That was until 25 minutes went by and you still hadn’t returned. He shot his hand out to your side of the bed, to double-check that you weren’t there, and when he was met with cold sheets he sat up to go look for you.

He heard quiet rustling in the kitchen as he padded out from the bedroom and made his way over, that’s where he found you hunched over the kitchen counter with your head in your hands.

“What’re ya doing up angel? It’s the middle of the night.” His raspy voice came out laced with concern.

“My head hurts,” you mumbled softly as the pounding in your head raged on.

“Again?” He gave you a sympathetic look as he came up behind you, pulling your back into his chest and leaving light kisses on the side of your head.

You only nodded, relaxing your body into his and closing your eyes.

“How can I help? are ya hungry?”

 “A little,” you whispered, turning around to bury your face in his chest.

“Go lay down angel, I’ll cook ya something.”

“It’s late samu, you have work tomorrow,” you looked up at him with sleepy eyes as he shook his head at your concern.

He placed his hand on your cheek lightly, pulling you in for a kiss before responding in a whisper, “Hush, just go relax and I’ll call ya when I’m done, okay?”

“Okay baby,” you agreed, finally allowing a small smile to form on your face.

“See, my cooking always makes ya feel better!”

“Whatever you say,” you replied with a quiet giggle.

Iwaizumi

Iwaizumi sleeps like a rock so you had no issues slipping out of bed to go find some medicine and sit in the living room until your headache passed. You figured you’d rather be restless on the couch than bother your boyfriend.

Your plan was going fine until Iwaizumi woke up to cuddle into you and was met with nothing but your pillow. He shot up from bed immediately to look for you, he finally found you laying on the couch, hands covering your face.

“Fuck you scared me, why aren’t you in bed?”

“Can’t sleep,” you mumbled, trying not to move your jaw much.

“What? Why? Are you sick?” You could tell he was worried without even looking at him, he was always so concerned for you.

“Migraine,” this time your voice even quieter than before.

You heard him sigh and leave the room, before returning a minute later.

“Sit up doll,” he demanded softly as he stood beside the couch.

You didn’t have the energy to question him so you simply sat up and allowed your head to rest forward in your hands. The couch dipped behind you as your boyfriend sat down before guiding your body back down to place your head in his lap.

You watched him as he held a small damp towel, folding it in half before placing it on your forehead, the cooling sensation instantly releasing some tension.

“That’s nice,” you hummed as you closed your eyes again, enjoying the smallest bit of relief.

“I know, now just try and sleep okay?”

“Mhm,” you purred as he began drawing shapes on your bare shoulder with his fingertips.

You didn’t miss the “spoiled” that he let out under his breath, bringing a small smile to your face. He’d never admit it but you know he loves babying you.

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[fancybaguettepolice]

► 𝗟𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗲?

🎟 𝗗𝗜𝗟𝗙𝗧𝗢𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝗗𝗔𝗬 8 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪.

↳ Previous Day 5 Toji Show

Duration: 1.2k. Genre: Smut. R‐rated

𝗗𝗶𝗹𝗳𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗺.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗺.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗧𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ⚠️𝗗𝗼𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲.⚠️

Content warnings: fem!reader, exhibitionism, Kuroo and Sakusa as special guests, consensual, voyeurism, fingering (fem recieving), blow job.

🎟 Reblogs and interactions are appreciated.

Quarantine fucked up your lifestyle. You had no proper sleep schedule, your diet was messed, and you started feeling more lethargic than before. Tooru, a close friend of yours suggested you to meet his ex teammate who was now a professional athlete trainer. Iwaizumi Hajime. You never expected him to be so hot.

“Hi. Uhm—I'm y/n. Oikawa Tooru's friend,” you greeted.

“Oh yeah! Shittykawa. Right!” You chuckled at the name he gave him.

“Pfft—Tooru told me you will address him like that.”

“Oh. Did he now? He-he,” he scratched the back of his head. Damn that trashykawa. “I'm sorry I'm a little late. I was training the MSBY so one of them is here for a new training regiment.” You had heard of the famous MSBY. You were not very much into volleyball, but Tooru made you watch one of their matches just to hype up his favorite player and friend. Furthermore, you don't remember his whole name, but he is knows as “Ninja Shoyo.” MSBY players were hot. In fact, you even had a crush on the curly black-haired guy.

“Oh no. It's completely fine. They have important reasons unlike me who is just too lazy nowadays haha,” you glanced over near the gym entry from the office to catch a glimpse of a tall man.

“Well, covid kinda fucked us all up, so it's not just you. So, miss y/n. Would you like to start with a training or a tour?”

“A tour. Let me see what I'm getting myself into,” you both left out a small chuckle before getting up from your seats, walking out from the office. But what caught your eyes was this freakishly attractive man with a mask on, going through a file. You assumed he was the one you saw him a while ago.

“Did you go through it? Are you okay with it, Sakusa?” Iwaizumi asked him.

Sakusa hmm. Where have I heard that name? Where? Then your eyes caught the MSBY logo on his jacket. Oh, right. He's the same person that you tolerated Oikawa's Volleyball Match for.

“Couldn't be better. Thank you, Iwa.” His voice was a little harsh with a bored tone in it, but it sounded hot.

“Oh, by the way, this is Sakusa Kiyoomi. One of the Black Jackals. Sakusa, this is Kawa's friend, y/n. She's here for some training. Nothing harsh though,” Iwaizumi introduced you two. Sakusa denied shaking your hands and bowed instead and so did you. “Don't worry. He doesn't hate you. He's really conscious about cleanliness.”

“That's a good thing,” you said.

“Nice to meet you, y/n,” you were so dwelled in the presence of two attractive men that you forgot to say it back. Sakusa left the room to attend a call.

Some time passed, and you had already seen the three training sections. God, it looked like it was going to be tough.

“Why's that room empty?” You questioned.

“That's not really a room. That's a gymnastics hall that is sometimes also used for dance and stuffs,” Hajime pushed the door open, so you can see more than just a couple of centimeters.

“You teach dance too?”

“Hell no. I have a friend who organizes events, and they are also a good dancer, so I let them use this one.”

“Wow. That's very nice of y—Ouch!” Your feet tripped on a ribbon that lied on the floor.

“Careful,” Hajime caught you by your arms before you could fall. His strong biceps flexed as held on to your arms. There was this fervor going on between you two. It had been long since you've faced a handsome man from up close.  Olive green eyes stared right in yours, baby spiked hairs invading his forehead when he faced down at you. So lost in the trance of his focused orbs, you didn't realize how the hem of your skirt was stuck in his bead string bracelet, flashing your panties, but he did. Iwa did see. In fact, more than just a look.

“You okay?” he asked, rubbing your arms, trying to stir the heat up.

“Huh—yes. Yes,” but you weren't after your eyes wandered to avoid his gaze, and ended up meeting something even more sinister—the growing bulge in his pant. How hard he must be for it to trace over that thick cloth?

Iwa's knuckles brushed against your cheeks, that made you look up at him back.

“You're gorgeous,” he complimented in a low voice that sent a tingling sensation to your core. Before you could know, your lips were smashing against each other, eagerly. His lips were firm and juicy. He pressured them just about right to get you wet. You left a small whine for more, and he knew what he had to do. Without breaking the kiss, Hajime placed you on the nearest table, sneaked his fingers under your skirt, tugging down your panties. He knew what he was doing, so he wasn't really surprised when he felt how wet you were.

He brushed his fingers on your pussy lips lightly, teasing you. It wasn't long before he pushes his fingers in your hole. Slowly, one finger became two. Then three.

“Hey, Iwa. Look, Kuroo's here—” but before Sakusa could finish his sentence, he halted, stunned at the image in front of him. Iwaizumi didn't stop, even when the fear of being caught was visible on your face. Your arms hung tight on his neck as you moan while he thrusts his fingers in and out. Following Sakusa, Kuroo entered the room, curious about the squelching noise of your juices and Iwaizumi's fingers in the dead silence.

“Oh. This looks much interesting than the data we're supposed to discuss,” Kuroo said with a smirk, earning Hajime's attention. He kept hugging you tighter and fucking you better on his fingers.

He leaned in to whisper in your ears. “Let's give them a teaser, shall we?”

You could so nothing but nod because you didn't care about being the center attraction of three big men as long as it made you feel good.

The growing bulge in their pants but threatening your core to spasm on his fingers as they both stroke their clothed cocks.

“Fuck! You're hot,” the curly haired complimented, squeezing his dick.

“Cum for us, sweetheart,” Kuroo ordered, licking his lips at the way Iwa kept fucking you on his fingers.

You were not a big fan of nicknames, but a hot stranger calling you sweetheart in a sexy low voice just sent shock down your core, mixed with his fingers hitting the right spot.

“Mhm— Gunna cum. Don't stop, baby,” you moaned.

The light slap on your clit is what made that gut in your stomach to tighten, toes curled with head thrown back. You looked so hot.

Your cunt spasmed before he pulled them out. Your cum had already ruined the oak wood table, the other three felt that it was definitely worth it.

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FUCK ME

➵  it took you and kuroo far too long to learn that love was never singularly defined. it can be both striking and understated, sudden and unhurried, gentle and all-consuming. and most of all, it can be anything else in-between.

➵ pairing: kuroo tetsurou x f!reader

➵ warnings: f!reader, depictions of depression & anxiety

➵ genre: fluff, a little bit of angst, being a dumbass, slowburn

contents

✧ chapter 1

✧ chapter 2

✧ chapter 3

extras

after hours (takes place between chapter 2 & 3)

➵ a late night study session might just end with kuroo having a heart attack over how stupidly cute you are.

perspective (takes place between chapter 2 & 3)

➵ you finally know how kuroo sees you. literally.

show off (takes place after chapter 3)

➵ nekoma wants proof that their beloved manager and their scheming captain are actually together. for better or worse, your boyfriend is a petty little shit.

with you (takes place after show off)

➵ you and kuroo take another step in your relationship [nsfw]

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deserving. — kuroo tetsurou

Never, in all the time you have known him, has Kuroo Tetsurou ever looked so murderous. There's a cold fire in his golden irises, not threatening but promising to burn down everything in sight, leaving nothing unscathed. The sleeves of his button-up shirt are rolled to the elbow, and right by the fold you spot a twitching vein, a symbol of his thinly-veiled fury.

"What makes you think," he speaks, soft and low, tone completely even, giving absolutely nothing away. "That you are deserving?"

The man— no, the boy opposite him trembles in pure, undiluted fear, wanting desperately to look away from the golden gaze of a circling predator but finding that he can't. Over twenty years sets them apart, as implied by the seeping white streaks in Kuroo's hair and the deepening wrinkles in his face. It doesn't make him look senile or fragile, however— if anything, it makes him more intimidating with the added edge of experience and wisdom.

"I asked you a question." Kuroo says, eyes piercing into the very soul of the trembling boy, searching for deception with the skill of a seasoned detective.

"S-Sir, I-I..." the boy stutters, flooded with search lights from helicopters above, caught red-handed with the evidence right in his hands.

A sneer drops from Kuroo's lips as he leans back, clearly unimpressed. His eyes flit across the boy's hunched back, his fidgeting hands, his shifty eyes, the bead of sweat trickling down his neck— "What makes you think that you, of all people, are worthy of—"

"Alright, alright, that's enough, Tetsu." you cut in, watching relief rush onto the pale face of the boy seated across your husband on your dining table. "Would you like a glass of water, dear?"

"Y-Yes please, ma'am." the boy nods feverishly. Even while looking at you, he can feel the snarl of the powerful feline across him, muscles rippling with anticipation of an opening. Now that he's been broken out of Tetsurou's glare, he's adamant on avoiding eye contact with the man like his life depends on it— which isn't going to be an easy feat, seeing as they're seated directly across each other.

You offer him a sympathetic smile, sliding a glass across the table while your other hand slips onto your husband's shoulder, doing your very best to ease the springy tension in his shoulders before he vaults over the dinner table in an attempt to strangle the young boy.

"Help me with the dishes, won't you, Tetsu?" you coo softly, pressing a gentle kiss at the bristly undercut he sports.

Wordlessly, Tetsurou gets up and follows you into the kitchen, but not without shooting a definite glare at the boy. His footsteps are softened by the fluffy, pastel blue slippers he wears as he pads after you into the wooden floor of your beloved kitchen, his stone mask breaking for a hint of a smile as he notices his favorite dishes for the night.

By the time you return to the dining area, your daughter has slipped into her seat, glancing nervously between the boy beside her and your husband like it's the last, determining set of the Inter-high championships.

"Shall we eat?" you break the silence with a gentle smile, thigh pressed up against your husband's in an effort to keep him 'leashed'.

It isn't even a minute before Tetsurou speaks. "So," your husband clears his throat, speaking lowly and calmly as he swallows a bite of Thai-style basil chicken. "What do you do for a living?"

"I-I'm a marketing major, sir." the boy says, meeting Kuroo's glance, as not doing so could be marked disrespectful. "I'm currently working at XXX company, d-doing telesales."

A low hum rumbles from Tetsurou's throat. "What are your long-term goals in your current company?"

"I-I've been working there for two years, sir. I— um— I'm... I'm aiming to get promoted to manager, sir."

"What are your long-term goals concerning my daughter, then?"

At this, the young man risks a glance at your daughter, who shoots him a reassuring smile. Feeling slightly more confident, he sits straighter, looking into Tetsurou's eyes with a mixture of fear and determination. "I don't intend to marry her until I can afford the house she wants, sir. If that takes five years, then so be it. Your daughter doesn't deserve anything below the best, sir, and I know I can't say that I'm the best guy out there for her— but if she'll have me, I'll do everything I can until I'm good enough, sir."

Your husband pauses.

The young man looks breathless.

"Hmm. I see. What do you call a fish made from two sodium atoms?"

"I— what?"

"Dad!" your daughter whines, familiar with the joke that your husband has cracked all too many times. Beside her, the young man looks as if he was just presented an astrophysics question.

"Two-Na." Tetsurou grins, a stark change from the serious, interrogative man he was two seconds ago.

The man blinks.

"Laugh." you suggest, placing a spoonful of meat on his plate.

"Haha...?"

brrr dad!Kuroo haha

haikyuu!! taglist: @ryuiki @hikari-writes @whootwhoot @folkloeren @definitely-yours @rirk-ke @cemeiia @animegirlweeb @mitzwinchester

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oxytocin

includes: t. kuroo x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

a/n: i learned about stress and oxytocin the other day in one of my classes and i haven’t stopped thinking about it. if you don’t know what oxytocin is, keep reading <3

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“tetsu… not now please.”

“but i haven’t even told you the best one yet!”

you rolled your eyes at kuroo, your patience slowly wearing thin. you were beyond irritated. you both had been at the library studying for midterms since 4pm, the time now being close to 1am. the lack of sleep and the significant increase in caffeine was finally getting to you, and kuroo thought it would be best to give you “interesting” facts about science.

“tetsuro, i love you, i really do, but please don’t tell me another science fact,” you said, leaning forward against the desk to grasp his hands in yours. “if you tell me another one i might just combust.”

the rooster head let out a chuckle, “i’d pay good money to see that.”

“you’re impossible,” you said, biting your lip to hide your growing smile.

it was silent for a few moments there, but you could feel him looming, waiting for you to give him the okay. but you were strong, and you only needed a few more minutes of studying before calling it a day. you weren’t going to give in.

until you felt yourself sighing, glaring at your lover who was staring right back at you with a slight pout.

“oh my god, fine. but this is the last one,” you squinted, pointing your finger at him menacingly.

“i promise this one is really good,” he reached forward to grab your finger, then moving to grasp your hand and pulling the back of it to his lips, pressing a sweet kiss right in the middle. your heart fluttered at the gesture, tired eyes staring into one another lovingly.

kuroo suddenly stood up, letting go of your hand briefly to walk to your side of the desk the both of you were sitting at. you scrunched your eyebrows together in confusion, about to question what he was doing before you felt strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into his surprisingly warm chest.

you hesitantly hugged him back, leaning your head on his shoulder. “uh, tetsu? not that i mind but why are you hugging me?”

“i’m showing you the effects of oxytocin, otherwise known as, the cuddle hormone.”

“oh.”

your chest felt like it was going to burst. you started to hug him back just as tight as he was, feeling all the stress that was practically chained to your back and shoulders finally break for a moment, warmth and lightness filling your whole body.

you wish it lasted a while longer, your boyfriend pulling away with that cute, dorky smile you grew to love. “oxytocin is the hormone that releases when you hug someone. it’s also really good at decreasing stress, which i could practically feel radiating off of you.”

you stuck your tongue out at him, him shaking his head in response. he pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead, turning to the desk and beginning to put yours and his belongings away.

“let’s go home baby, that’s enough studying for today,” he said softly, handing you your now packed bag.

you had no complaints, standing up out of the chair and walking hand in hand towards the exit. he bumped your hips with his teasingly, smirking down at you when you shot him a playful glare.

“i’ll be honest, that last one was pretty good,” you said.

“oh? does that mean you really do enjoy my science facts?”

“let’s not get too hasty, i never said that.”

“ah, you kinda did.”

“did not.”

“did too.”

“…did not.”

“…….did too.”

“i’m gonna punch you.”

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What it feels like to be in love with the haikyuu boys

featuring: suna, oikawa, bokuto, akaashi, sakusa, kuroo and ushijima.

genre: fluff

suna:

Being in love with suna feels like late night drives with the windows down as arctic monkeys blasts from the car speaker. It feels like the phases of the moon, ever changing but always there.

oikawa:

Being in love with oikawa feels like being singled out by your favourite artist in the middle of a concert. It feels special, the kind of love where he doesn’t stop bothering you until you finally agree to go out with him.

bokuto:

Being in love with bokuto feels like when you’re laughing so hard with your best friend that you momentarily forget about all your worries and problems and for a while, just exist.

It feels like the first breath of air after being underwater.

akaashi:

Being in love with akaashi feels like when you enter a bookstore and you're met with the pleasant smell of books, a scent that you’ve experienced so many times but can never get tired of.

sakusa:

Being in love with sakusa feels like slow dancing in a huge ballroom with your fated lover.

It feels like late night getaways to see them again, like running away from home holding their hand.

kuroo:

Being in love with kuroo feels like riding a roller coaster that only has loops. It’s a constant adrenaline rush as you make efforts to keep up with him.

ushijima:

Being in love with ushijima feels like a relaxing, warm bath after a long day. It feels comforting like something to look forward to every day.

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MATSUKAWA AND THE NOTES IN THE END?? CHERRY ON TOP 😭

— HAIKYUU BOYS AND ATTRACTIVE THINGS THEY DO

feat. iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsurō, bokuto kōtarō, sakusa kiyoomi, matsukawa issei, miya atsumu, akaashi keiji, sawamura daichi

warnings. suggestive <3

IWAIZUMI lets his hand slip beneath the hem of your shirt whenever his fingers curl around your waist. he’ll scratch his nails across your skin and, if he’s been outside and his hands are cold, sneak them onto your back just to watch the way you jump. (and after you do, he’ll laugh, and bury his cold nose into your collar).

KUROO presses kisses behind your ears. he’ll brush your hair out of the way and let his lips trail from below your ear and down your jawline. you can always feel the way a smile begins to carve into his cheeks whenever he does, and he’ll always whisper little words of ardor into your skin when he’s done.

BOKUTO gets a little crooked smile whenever you laugh at something he says. it’s the kind of smile that you want to savor, one that isn’t as bright as his usual ones, one that’s reserved only for little moments. but it’s something about the crinkle at the corner’s of his eyes, something about the way he leans in and smiles like he couldn’t care about anything else when you’re laughing in front of him. you know he’s entirely dedicated to you in those moments.

SAKUSA furrows his brows when he concentrates. sometimes, you can see it on the court, the way he draws his brows together and pulls his bottom lip between his teeth. he does it if he’s studying too, but other times, like when he’s laying in bed and brushing the hair out of your eyes, his fingers following the contours of your face, he’ll furrow his brows with a little smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

MATSUKAWA leans back in his chair and swirls whatever he’s drinking (scotch, more likely than anything), and he’ll watch you with these half-lidded eyes, his tongue poking at his cheek, drawing his gaze up and down as you speak. his cheeks are a little flushed, an easy smile pulling at his lips as he tilts his head and just listens.

ATSUMU always brushes your hair out of your face. no matter where he is in conversation, he’ll lean in ghost his fingertips across your face and tuck your hair behind your ear. if he’s not in the middle of telling a joke, if it’s a sweet moment, he’ll trace his thumb along the curves of your cheek before pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.

AKAASHI always asks you to roll up his sleeves when he wears a button up. the first few times, he’d ask you quietly in the morning, partnered with a whispered hello and a kiss to your cheek. now, though, you’re already standing in front of him, and he’s sleepily letting you guide him through the motions. he’s all half-lidded eyes and sloppy smiles, dragging your hands up to his lips to press kisses to your wrists.

DAICHI leans down to speak to you or to hear you in crowded places. he’ll bring his lips right next to your ear as he speaks, his voice low and a little gravelly, his laughter sweet when he sees the way goosebumps raise up and down your body at his tone. he does it to tease you sometimes, just to watch the way you react.

BONUS BRAINROT ❤︎ iwaizumi presses his fingertips into your thigh as he drives, one hand on the wheel and his thumb moving back and forth along your skin. kuroo makes you tie his ties for him, just to have you close to him in the mornings. sakusa and akaashi both mess with rings on their fingers whenever they get nervous. daichi, iwaizumi, matsukawa and kuroo wink at you whenever they catch you staring. matsukawa hums whenever he cooks or whenever he gets especially concentrated on something. atsumu likes to bite your lip before he pulls away from kissing you.

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summary: You’d sworn you didn’t want anything to do with your father, or with your family business. You’d left the country for college, and by the time you’d started your second year of grad school your old life felt like a distant untrustworthy memory.

When your father calls you in late November to tell you he’s dying, your carefully constructed boundaries crumble. You agree to come home for Christmas, on the condition that you help him sort out his will. 

By the time your plane lands, it’s too late. He’s died under mysterious circumstances while your plane was in the air, if you can trust Iwaizumi, and you’ve never trusted Iwaizumi. 

Chaos ensues, when millions of dollars, thousands of weapons, and a thriving criminal enterprise are willed directly to you - and your husband. 

Just one problem? You’re not married. Yet. 

genre: fluff, smut, angst, we’re doing it all. 

Oikawa Tooru - Your high school bully, and also the man your father hoped you’d choose. Tall, handsome, gregarious, years of running a complex criminal organization has dulled his more, violent tendencies. He wants to make amends. Do you want to hear him out? 

Kuroo Tetsorou - A relatively new player, this suave med school drop out turned arms dealer has an answer for every question you ask him. The question is, is any of it true?  

Bokuto Kotaro - Boisterous and easily excited, the famous hitman finally has to settle down and lead. The crush you had on his right hand man, Akaashi, all throughout high school surely won’t complicate things, right? 

Daichi Sawamura - Your fathers former right hand man thinks you should take over the family and rule with him, and there’s a fatherly softness in his dark eyes. But does he have his own agenda? 

Ushijima Wakatoshi - Somber, formal, and ruthlessly competant, Ushijima runs the drug trade in Tokyo. He makes it clear that his intentions aren’t romantic, but his words and his actions don’t quite line up. 

Futakuchi Kenji - A young man who just took over for his father a few months ago. Sure, he’s floundering, but the influx of cash, men, and surprisingly, your calm competance and leadership is exactly what he needs. 

Kita Shinsuke - Quiet, gentle, and steadfast, Kita rules his empire from a vast country estate. But what’s buried under the garden he tends to so carefully? 

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Four L O V E Letters - Part 1

There weren’t enough words to describe how Kuroo felt about you.

In all his fine knowledge, albeit mostly science (as English wasn’t really his strong point), there just wasn’t enough of anything to tell, show how much he loved you.

Every morning he wished he could wake up to you. Every afternoon he wished he could see you laugh. Every evening he wished he could lose to you in a Mario Kart tournament.

Oh how he wished.

He had thought about it, planned it too, of how he would confess to you. But with4 each idea, none was worthy of you. Nothing could compare to the act of him just literally taking his heart from his chest and presenting it to you (though he did think of using a sheep’s heart but… yeah lets not get into that).

How on earth could he begin to describe the way you made him feel? He was lost in his own head of how to open his heart up and finally allow himself to be loved too. So, he asked Kenma in the end.

And his advice?

Just go ahead and write normal love letters. Posting them through your locker, placing them in your notebooks, slipping them into your bag and into your desk. Even if he didn't have enough words to tell you how much he loved you, he could use the ones he did have.

It was simple, unoriginal, yet genius.

And so he began to write.

The fact was that you were actually his English partner, tutor at times too, and with the newfound task of writing, he proceeded to ask for extra help from you. Unbeknownst to you of the fact that he wanted to improve so his love letters would stand the test of time itself, you spent more and more time with him, teaching him English, a language so complex Kuroo actually found a connection with it and his heart.

Perfect.

He wrote the letters, one by one, simply on lined paper. He had decided to write a letter on each aspect of your being that he was infatuated with.

Your hands. Your mannerisms. Your lips. Your eyes.

In four places. Your locker, your notebook, your desk, your bag. Four long love letters. A great description of love for you.

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To be continued.

- I will be making this into a series werein the four love letters will be written out with a 6th part as a form of ending.

I hope this goes well and you are enjoying yourselves.

(btw this is unedited and I wrote it quite fast so sorry for any mistakes ://)

Keep safe and have fun,

~ Daniela x

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haikyuu — when they pass away and you listen to a tape they made for when you miss them

characters: iwaizumi h., oikawa t.

warnings: angst, grief, dealing with a lover's death (idk they both died in their hcs 😀✋)

notes: I just needed angst shut up. the boy's made the tape originally for if they have to be away from you so you could listen to it, but you listen to it after their death for comfort. words written in italics is what plays from the tape, words in bold is reader's thoughts. yall want another one with different characters?

iwaizumi h.

shuffling through his boxes of stuff hurt and you found yourself sobbing with almost every belonging of his you found because it was another piece of him reminding you he was really gone. you picked up a shirt, and then spotted something- a tape, and a little label on it, written in his hand-writing. 'I love you,' was printed on the little slip of paper taped onto the tape, so familiar. you pick it up, taking a break from organizing so you could place it in your record player and hit play. there were a few static noises, and it started.

"so you really do miss me if you're playing this." his familiar voice rang throughout the room and you sniffled quietly. you remembered now. the tape he had made for you to listen to when he would go on trips to away games.

"how long has it been since you kissed me goodbye?" almost 3 months. "well I'm sure I miss you too. and you know I can't wait to kiss your dumb face again, idiot." then where are you to kiss my dumb face? "I can't wait to hold you in my arms again either. but while you feel so sad because I'm gone, why not think about our good memories?" but it's so hard to even think of you. "remember when we kissed for the first time? it was in the parking lot of a store at 3am." I remember. it was the summer before our 3rd year and you had the cutest blush on your face. "remember when we went cliff jumping?" yeah, you held my hand because I was nervous. "remember when we played hide and seek with the team even though we'd already graduated from high school?" of course. the team got together for a reunion and we decided to have seem fun. we hid together and they couldn't find us for an hour. we hid in the backseat of your car. "y'know, everytime I leave I can never stop thinking about holding you again." please come hold me. "y/n, I want you to remember I'll never be gone forever." the first tear escaped. "I'll always come back to you, no matter what." then where did you go? where are you now? "I'll always love you y/n. so keep your chin up and wait for me, ok? I may not always be there but you'll always be my doll." please come back. "make sure to take care too. don't miss me too much." I promise. "I love you so much." I love you too. "I'll see you soon." don't go.

there was a click, and the tape ended. why did he leave?

oikawa t.

how long had it been? there was no telling but you yearned everyday to be in his grasp. recordings of his matches played on your TV, ranging from highschool matches to college and onward. as you sat up from your bed the first time that day, there was a knock at your door. even though you hated to, you dragged yourself out if bed and sluggishly made your way to your door. there stood Tooru's mother.

"hello sweetie," she whispered. "I was going through his stuff and uh... I found this and I'm guessing it was a gift for you. thought you'd like to give it a listen." she held out a tape for you, with s little label on it that read in his looped handwriting, 'miss me?' with a trembling hand you take it, holding it delicately to your chest and nodding at the woman.

you shut the door softly, heading back to your room. you find your tape player and place it into it, pressing play and sitting down in front of it.

"hey cutie!" The first tear already slipped down your face. "miss me? it's ok, cause I'm gonna win every single one of my games just for you!" I wish I could watch you on TV, pointing at the cameras and whispering that the next serve was for me. "want to know a secret? I miss me too! just kidding, just kidding. I most definitely miss my cutie. as soon as I'm back I'm gonna squeeze your cheeks and give you a forehead kiss. I know they're your favorite!" they are my favorite. only you could know that. "wanna know another secret? I kiss my promise ring before every match. your love gives me good luck!" it looks like my lucky love wasn't enough to save you though. "are you watching me play? can you see me?" you glanced at your TV, still playing his matches. I can see you, Tooru. "you better be cheering me on!" always, Tooru. "don't forget to eat dinner, ok?" I promise I'll try. "go out with your friends too!" i should go see Hajime. this is hitting him harder than it's hitting me. "I'll be back soon my love." come back. "I love you!" please don't leave me. the tape ended and you stared at the tape player, then stood up to go see hajime.

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FUCKFKFJRJDKKFKDK

ikigai

+synopsis: akaashi keiji looks for a reason to live, unbeknownst to the fact that you’ve been there all along. and when he finally realizes it, he wonders if it really is too late.

+pairing: akaashi keiji x gn!reader.

+genre: angst; fluff; friends to lovers trope with a twist.

+word count: 10.4k (excluding text messages).

+warnings: smol ref to the saddest fic ever created; just some angst and mutual pining. but you know, a lot of it.

+usual customers(taglist):  @babyworld@renee1414@anotherhydrangea@seita@tobiosnoelle@weebslxt@tsukkiwaifu16@loveusandoor@kozumebri@sarawrz@crackheadsara@kyuudere @cultsax@supernovaa-a@akaashikeijisan@b3llo-there@sugasloverr@kagebunshiin@tetsurolls @velvetfireworks @sweetrosemilktea @sweetsamus @sakuric @seijohlogy @oikalove​ @bubblingclementine​                                        

+author’s notes: yes i listened to classical music while writing most of this. and yes that’s why there are so many references. 

+navigation: main menu, hq menu.

Reasons. 

Akaashi Keiji looks for reasons to live. Reasons; something so simple yet so elegant about finding a reason to live makes him smile. Whether it be the picnics he can relish if he continues staying alive or the books he can read. Or the times he visits that one bookshop—a place where his worries seem to fade away, somewhere he looks forward to going each week. It’s what keeps him going. 

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As your Househusband | HQ!!

synopsis: just some haikyuu men are your husbands… hehe </3

characters: Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Kenma, Sakusa, Osamu, and Kita

word count: 2536

event: #𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐 𝐌𝐄?!

a/n: wow… i’m still emotionally devastated over the a3! news but whatever !! take haikyuu men as my peace offering 💞 this originally also included sugawara, daichi, aran, atsumu, and some other guys but it got too long so maybe i’ll make a part 2 </3

— Oikawa

- He works his ass off for you. The house is spotless, the food is amazing, he’s always ready to do anything for you. He loves being a househusband, he was born for it basically.

- Tooru is naturally competitive so he’s got to have the best house and he will fight anyone who insinuates his place isn’t the best. AND he’s gotta do it alone, he doesn’t take that whole “hire some help” shtick, not until there’s some kids, because as long as it’s the two of you? He knows damn well no one, and he means NO ONE, can take care of his house as well as he can, thank you VERY much.

- He's known in the neighborhood for having the best cookies and knowing all the gossip. He won’t give you any of his recipes but he will tell you about how he saw someone, he isn’t saying who but—!, was buying store-made cookies.

- His favorite thing is getting to talk to you after you come from work, it’s literally the best thing ever. He loves sitting with you on the couch as you tell him about your day.

- Really likes it when you compliment him, so !! Go on, tell him you love him right now !! Isn’t the house spotless? Yes, of course it is, Tooru cleaned it.

- He knows he’s hot shit, he knows the mom’s and single people stare at him as he strolls the supermarket and he takes every chance he’s got to tell them that he is, in fact, taken and off the market by his very attractive, super intelligent, hot stuff spouse.

- Hangs out with Maki, Matsukawa, and Iwaizumi all the time. They’re known in the neighborhood as the hottest married guys and they’re always together, a very intimidating quartet but a very hot one too.

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— Iwaizumi

- He’s a softie. This man will make sure your meals are warm, your bed is made, your clothes are ironed, and that you’re healthy all while looking hot – and man you’re whipped but who can blame you?

- He’s the type to wake up super early to make sure you can eat a good breakfast every morning, he’ll go buy you fresh fruit and bread and he’ll make sure to make you coffee (or whatever you like) just right… *sigh* Hajime, my beloved.

- Spends most of his time between the gym, home or with Oikawa (most of their hangouts are at your house) and honestly? He doesn’t want much more, he’s living his best life.

- Has a bunch of plants he takes care of and, oh boy, the air in the house is fresh and so crisp. Could single handedly keep y’all breathing fresh air in an apocalypse. People might think you have kids because of the way he talks about his plants, and honestly, they might as well be.

- The neighborhood is kind of afraid of him after he got into a fight with another househusband, he insinuated Iwa wasn’t actually cooking for you and that he’s just average and it was all okay (he’s a big boy, he can handle criticism, even if it comes from some ugly, store buying cookie dough shit head (yes, ‘Kawa told him)) until he brought you into the mix with some shabby, petty comment about how you’re probably not even providing well enough with the way the house looks or something and Iwaizumi saw red. He works his ass off, sure but you? You’re literally what holds the household together, the neighborhood needs you, the world needs you.

- People had to step in and it took like, six grown adults to stop Iwa as the guy ran away. Then, he just goes home and bakes you some of the best cookies his ass has ever baked and cuddled you – he didn’t tell you why he was being extra affectionate but, damn can you complain?

- Would do it again for you though.

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— Kuroo

- Really against it at first, he’s a capitalist first — husband second. But then he realized you were making more money than him and he saw how much you’d benefit from him sticking around… and it’s not like he loves his job, but he’ll only entertain you and your fantasies for a week, okay?

- It’s been 2 years already and he’d rather die than go back to work. How the fuck did he do it before? Might cry if asked to go back to his job, like no joke, he hates just thinking about it. And it’s not like his income compared to yours, so it’s not as if you’ve lost any money from him not working so please don’t scare him by telling him he might need to work again.

- Insists you two get a pet to keep him company, so he got you two a cat and named her “Blanca”, she’s now your daughter. Carries her everywhere, literally everywhere. He goes grocery shopping with her, dusts the shelves while she’s in a baby carrier, it’s embarrassing.

- He’s not the best cook, he’s not not going to lie, but he’s fucking amazing at making homemade Pizza and soups. His soups are so good? He can make almost anything into a soup.

- The best thing is that Tetsu actually enjoys this so much, like, all of them do, but there’s an inherit joy to him about being able to be… well, home to you, and maybe it’s because his parents were divorced, but being able to be such a pillar in a house is something he treasures more than he thought he would.

- Kuroo enjoys having guests over, it’s his way of 1) bragging about you and his nice ass house and 2) showing how good he is at being your husband. Man, he just loves this, he loves you.

- He’ll literally brag his ass off about you, like this man? Carries your picture anywhere and probably waits until someone points it out so he can go “Oh this? So funny you ask, like oh my god how did you notice? Anyway this is my spouse and this is how we met and-“

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— Kenma

- How do you make more money than he used to? We don’t know but honestly? He’s kind of in love with it. Sure, he has a few stocks (ew) but he’s retired from pro-gaming and his position as a CEO and just chills as your husband.

- Like, don’t get him wrong though, he hired a bunch of people to help and shit but it’s the thought that counts <3

- They take care of cleaning the house and cooking, while he spends most of his time playing games or making sure things run smoothly (or playing with your cats).

- However, he does know how to cook your breakfast in a very specific way and that’s kind of the one thing he doesn’t let anyone help him with. It’s his thing, he knows what you like for breakfast and will get pouty (and kinda pissed off) if someone else tries doing it for you. Kenma knows he’s not the best at cleaning and baking or cooking, but he’s very fucking good making breakfast the way you like it and he’s super specific about it too. Like, he’s mastered the art of doing it and insists on making you breakfast, especially on weekends or mornings before long business trips.

- Most of his time is still spent gaming, he just doesn’t do it professionally, he still spends his time bullying kids on Apex and bothering Kuroo (and the rest of Nekoma).

- Talking about Kuroo, he’s probably over at your house pretty often lol. Kenma and him will chill while playing with the cats, they’ll also invite Kai and Yaku to shit talk other househusbands because we all know Kodzume knows some shit about some of the other guys…

- Honestly? He mostly sits there playing games looking pretty waiting for you to come home so you two can cuddle and play Mario Kart together, and he loves it.

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— Sakusa

- Your house is so fucking clean, you could eat from the floor and it’d be cleaner than most people’s plates.

- Sakusa is such a health junkie, he’s constantly worrying over your health and making sure you’re eating right and not risking yourself.

- Like, this man finds out you went to McDonalds and he’s shitting himself; “Babe? Babe? What’s this? I- You know I work my ass off to make you some food, healthy food - mind you -, and you do this? To me?”

- Other than his protectiveness over you eating his lunch, he’s super chill. He’s very understanding, especially whenever you arrive late at home due to work.

- More than interested in your workplace gossip, he’s got it all figured out… extend that to the neighborhood. He knows everything that’s going on at all times, which is so crazy because he’s like constantly at home making sure things are nice and tidy, so where does he get the time? Like?

- His speciality is probably like… salad, but fancy salads. Oh, oh! He also makes you the cutest bentos for work <3 They’re all super healthy too… yes sir!

- He’s probably a master at washing and ironing clothes, he’d rather die than see you wear a creased blouse. Probably teaches you to tie a tie, and then proceeds to buy you a bunch of different ties even if you didn’t learn so he can tie them in front of the door when you leave for work so he can give you a kiss on the lips… I’m sad now.

- One of the few things I don’t see him doing is gardening, though he probably really likes having a garden, he just isn’t fond of the work so it’s one of the few things he’ll hire someone to help with.

- He’s too prideful to let anyone try and help him, like, he’s genuinely so proud of the way he keeps the house (compliment him on it, now!). He even goes shopping for fresh flowers for the different vases in the house.

- Also super particular about the candles you two use in the house and the cleaning supplies, if they’re scented they gotta smell good and fit in with the house or else he’s simply not using them.

- Also has a collection of gloves (cleaning gloves), different supplies he uses, and aprons he stores. So imagine him picking out his favorite gloves and putting on an apron as he gets to work, probably looks hot as fuck doing it… damn it, Kiyoomi, stop being hot.

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— Osamu

- One of the best househusbands, hands down. He always greets you with a hug and asks you about your day while taking your jacket off and kissing your cheek.

- All of your meals are homemade just for you, they’re warm and tasty and you can taste the love he has for you in each bite. Makes you bentos for work because he hates the idea of his baby getting hungry and he knows what you like, he doesn’t trust casinos to feed you well like he can and he will fight God if he so much as hears you had to eat anything that wasn’t cooked by him.

- Loves going grocery shopping because it gives him so many ideas of what to make for you, it’s where he spends all of his money – also has shelves upon shelves of cooking books and recipes for you.

- Gets kind of pissed off if you go out to dinner or eat someone else’s food, it’s his love language to you, so please tell him so he doesn’t have a mini heart attack when you turn down his food - like he’d cry, solid tears.

- Likes keeping the house clean, the house isn’t always spotless, unlike with some of the other HH, but it always smells clean and it’s tidy. He likes it being kind of messy, Osamu thinks it makes it look lived in and homely.

- The silver-head likes chilling around at home and testing recipes for you. It’s one of those things he treasures a lot, keeps imagining your happy face as you taste his cooking and he’s running around the kitchen to finish it quickly so you can come home to his warm cooking. My man is in love, love.

- He doesn’t talk to many HH unless they’re Atsumu (who’s bugging his ass for help with cleaning) or trading recipes with Kita.

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— Kita

- Everyone is so fucking jealous of you, oh my god… how did you find him and do you agree to him marrying someone else once you (mysteriously) die?

- No, but seriously… he was made for this, all of his years with his grandma have helped raise the perfect househusband.

- He cooks and cleans, he gardens in the evenings, he enjoys baking for you, and he’s always just… so excited about being there for you I’m in tears.

- He has a bunch of recepies his grandma and mother have given him throughout the years in a little box and he loves taking them out and preparing you food, they’ll all be handwritten and he treasures them so much.

- Kita admires the fact you’re providing for both of you so well, so he’s constantly trying to make sure you’re comfortable and relaxed at home.

- Someone has probably tried breaking into the house to steal his recipes, so he keeps them super hidden and only shares them with Aran or Osamu.

- Has a morning routine for the two of you which basically consists of him waking up early and making you breakfast, he’ll wake you up with a kiss and eat with you, he’ll then help you get ready and kiss you goodbye at the door.

- He spends most of his time cleaning and cooking, but he’ll also spare some to the garden and going over to his grandma’s place.

- He has a very precise way of doing things, like, he’ll always open the windows immediately after you leave to air the whole house. Then, he’ll check the laundry and quickly finish it and divide it into what needs to be ironed and what not, then he’ll plug in the vacuum and spend the next hour making sure the floors are crumb-free, he’ll finish at like, 10 and get ready to shower. After that, he’ll go buy fresh ingredients for lunch and dinner, come back, start prepping lunch, he’ll invite his grandma over, have lunch at exactly 1:15 and take her home, tend to the garden from 2:30-3:45, and then go inside, iron the clothes. He then has the rest of the afternoon off and depending on the day of the week he’ll go over to his grandma’s, tend to the garden some more, go over to Osamu’s place and share recipes, or just stay inside reading. He’ll then start dinner a few hours before you come home, so that when you’re back there’s a warm plate of food waiting for you. He’ll also wait to dine with you too and kiss you goodnight, that’s probably the most important part of the day; the good morning, the goodbye, the hello, and the goodnight kisses.

- Someone, marry him or else I will!