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#Sugawara x yn
animereactsbybkemk · 6 months
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Haikyuu Boys React/ Respond to:
~Them Cheating On You (Pt. 1)
-Angst(?)
-GN Y/N (Your Name), though nicknames like love and babe are used
-Key; R/N- Random Name (all are girls sorry :( )
-Willing to add more Characters
-Characters Included; Oikawa,Kuroo, Sugawara, Tanaka (NO Kiyoko hate **love her**, just made it fit the scenario)
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koushisbabie · 29 days
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UWU I HONESTLY YOUR WORK SO MUCH this is my first time on this app so I don’t really know much about it ! Thank you for putting so much effort in every post ,can I request sugawara x reader (how he would react when you keep biting your lip out of anxiety until it bleed ,cause lately I have been doing it a lot
Sorry because my English is not very good anyway HAVE A GREAT DAY ❤️❤️
Oh my gosh I am so sorry I completely forgot I got this request. Thank you for requesting a fic, and thank you for the compliment, you are so sweet T_T Comments like this give me the motivation to write more and get more creative with my ideas. In saying that, I hope your anxiety and your lip biting has gotten better <3 I don't know if you're still active on here, but I've written a small drabble (it ended up long haha) here for you! I hope you like it <3
‘Yo, Suga!’
Suga’s head appears from behind the precariously stacked wall of books on the library table. ‘Yes?’
‘Geez, isn’t that overdoing it?’ Asahi chuckles, gesturing to the books.
‘Well, I guess so,’ Suga replies, ‘but exams are only a week away.’ He shuffles aside some of the haphazardly strewn books and papers and pens, giving Asahi and Daichi space to sit down.
‘Where’s Yn?’ Daichi asks, peering around.
‘She’s around,’ Suga replies, ‘I think she went to the bathroom…’
‘I’m right here!’ Yn pops their head around the shelves. ‘I’ve been looking for this damn book for twenty minutes now.’
‘Oh yeah, looks like a long read.’
‘Can’t be helped,’ Yn says, sitting down next to Suga. ‘Tuesday’s exam is going to kick my ass if I don’t absorb this entire book.’
‘Take it easy, Yn,’ Daichi says. ‘You look a little tired, have you been sleeping alright?’
Suga glances at Daichi, then at Yn.
‘Well, yeah, kind of,’ Yn replies, nudging Suga’s arm affectionately. ‘Usually after we call.’
‘Which reminds me, I need to send you the link to this video that explains chapter eight in a bit more detail,’ Suga says absentmindedly. ‘It’s forty five minutes long but there’s some good illustrations in it that highlight how complex–’
‘You guys seem busy,’ Asahi interjects politely. ‘We should be heading off, we’ll tell the others that you’re studying this afternoon.’
‘Oh no, it’s okay,’ Yn says, glancing at their phone. ‘I actually forgot I promised I’d be home to receive a package later.’
‘You’re leaving already?’
‘Sorry,’ Yn says, ‘I’ll call you tonight, though? We can go through the last of these notes together!’
‘Yeah, sure,’ Suga replies, squeezing Yn’s hand before turning back to his notes.
Yn hesitates, before gathering their things and disappearing between the aisles of books.
An awkward silence falls between the friends, before Daichi pipes up.
‘Hey, Suga, did you see how red Yn’s lips were?’
Suga looks up from his notes, his pen paused above the paper. ‘You noticed it, too?’
‘It wasn’t subtle…’ Asahi says, quietly. ‘To be honest, I think they had been bleeding.’
‘Bleeding?’ Suga’s face fills with shock. ‘I didn’t realise it was that bad. I thought it was just sunburn.’
Daichi and Asahi share a look.
‘Okay,’ Daichi says sternly. ‘I see what’s going on. You’re too focused on your studying, you’ve neglected Yn. Maybe you should put the books away and spend some quality time with them.’
‘What do you mean?’ Suga asks, a little hurt.
‘Daichi’s right… I think Yn is really stressed. A lot of lip biting is caused by anxiety… I haven’t seen it that bad before, and I’ve known them for years.’
Suga pauses thoughtfully. ‘You’re right. The books could wait.’
‘We just mean–’
‘I have an idea,’ Suga says, grinning. ‘Thank you for slapping some sense into me.’
Yn arrives home sweating and tired, the heavy books in their bag weighing painfully on their back. They abandon the bag in the hallway and head to the bathroom, the light soft against their skin. They peer at their lips, swollen like a blossoming red rose. The urge to bite is strong, the pain satisfying momentarily distracts them from the bubbling anxiety in their belly.
Exams were only a week away but with the high percentage of worth the marks carry, anxiety had been slithering throughout the schools hallways like a giant snake stalking its prey, following students home so they could not find respite, even in their beds.
A knock at the door sounds loud and urgent.
As Yn pulls the door open, Suga almost drops the stack of books in his arms and the bags at his elbows.
‘Oh, Yn!’ Suga grins. ‘Mind if I come in?’
‘Of course,’ Yn says, bewildered. ‘Let me help you.’
In the living room, Yn places the stack of books on the coffee table, wondering how Suga could manage getting through them all with practice almost every afternoon. Despite being as passionate about volleyball as the others, he could somehow find the time to study when he really wants to.
‘So,’ Yn says, falling into the crease of the soft couch, ‘what brought you here?’
Suga glances at them, his mouth in a small frown, the creases between his brows knitted. ‘Look,’ he begins, ‘I have noticed that you’ve been a little… out of sorts, lately.’
Yn frowns, fidgeting in their lap with their fingers.
‘I don’t want you to ever feel like you’re less than beautiful, by the way!’ Suga says quickly, placing his hands on either side of Yn’s face.
Yn’s cheeks begin to flush. ‘What do you mean?’ They squeak.
Suga hesitates. ‘You’re doing it right now –’ Suga pauses, pointing at Yn’s lips, ‘you’re biting your lip too much!’
Yn swallows hard. ‘Oh. I hoped you wouldn’t notice.’
Suga smiles softly. ‘It took me a few moments to really see it.’ He hesitates. ‘I was too focused on studying, when I should have been looking out for you. I’m sorry.’
‘No, it’s okay!’ Yn blushes. ‘You’re here now! And it’s just anxiety, I mean, it’s always there, what can you do?’
‘Well…’ Suga says, turning to the coffee table. ‘I’m not sure if any of this will help, but I wanted to make up for not being one hundred percent there for you when you’re anxious.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘These are just some small gifts,’ Suga says. He opens the thick paper bags, revealing a fluffy blanket, a few lip balms, a small box of tea, a journal, and all of Yn’s favourite snacks. ‘I know it’s not much, and it can’t fix your anxieties completely, BUT I do think that tea will help, and maybe you can journal some of your worries and one of these lip balms is good for deterring lip biting, I think,’ Suga says quickly. ‘And of course, the blanket is for when it gets cooler and we can play games or something, together.’
A comfortable silence fills the room. Yn processes the gesture slowly, their eyes welling, their chest swelling with butterflies.
‘Oh no,’ Suga says, pulling Yn into a hug, pressing them to his chest. ‘I’m sorry, was it too much?’
Yn breathes in his scent, the clean soapy smell mixed with the day’s activities. Familiarity and safety is how Yn would describe Suga and his hugs, the gesture alone could deter them from the worries that plagued their mind.
‘This is too nice,’ Yn murmurs. ‘It’s just a bitten lip, why are you doing so much over that?’
‘Well, I don’t know what’s going on in the background – I’d like to,’ he says quietly. ‘I’d like to sit here and listen to you talk about what’s worrying you, if you’d let me. You never have to, if you aren't comfortable, but I’m always here.’
‘I get it now,’ Yn says, sniffling. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t want to bother you because I know you’ve been busy too. Exam season gets us all, doesn’t it?’
Suga laughs. ‘It does, but it’s my job to also look after you.’
‘Does it bother you?’ Yn asks quietly. ‘My lips…’
‘Well, it looks a little painful,’ Suga replies. ‘I’d hate for you to endure the pain or get an infection. That’s why I picked up the lip balm specifically for healing lips,’ he says, reading the back of the lip balm.
Yn curls into the crook of Suga’s arm, peering at the lip balm. Suga takes Yn’s chin, and tilts their head upward, gently applying the lip balm to their lips. The cooling sensation spreads over their lips like a lovely cool breeze. ‘It feels pretty good so far, thank you. Thank you for this. I never expect you to do anything for me, but this has made me feel a lot better – just knowing you care. That you’re here for me. Thank you.’
Suga smiles warmly, squeezing Yn against his chest. ‘If none of this helps you feel less anxious, I’ll just have to squish the anxieties out of you!’
‘Well,’ Yn squeaks, ‘I wouldn’t mind the cuddles!’
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karasuno-writings · 19 days
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SOULMATES - SUGAWARA KOUSHI
So I'm coming back with one of my favorite tropes and one of my favorite boys! Hopefully it does not read as rusty as I feel. Also, let us ignore any inconsistencies on the actual Haikyuu plot, so let's imagine it's a parallel timeline, oops.
Whenever you sleep you get flashes of your soulmate’s day, when you wake up only a vague memory remains. Once the day you meet them comes, you see yourself in the dream, re-living the day before, remembering it vividly. 
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Stretching your feet, you roll over with your eyes closed, protecting you eyes from the stray rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains. A consciousness slowly seeps in, a flash of silver, adrenaline pumping through your veins, cheering voices, friendly handshakes, and a refreshing smile wake you up. You sit down to take it all in, trying to remember any faces, places, any clues at all; but the images went as quickly as they came and all you were left with was a fulfilled feeling blossoming in your chest. You are glad your soulmate had a good day yesterday.
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Lost in thought, you walk with fast-paced steps towards your class in the Nekoma highschool. This past week most of your dreams have been frustrating; and while you do not remember exactly the events that unfold on them, they always leave this lingering ache. 
Huffing,  you sit down on your desk, unloading the contents of your bag absentmindedly; searching for pain meds to calm the constraint buzz rattling your head. Your notebook now open on a summary from yesterday, that you do not even remember writing, as you scribble nonsense on the corner of the page.¿How does everyone else go about their day with so many complex feelings that are not even their own? 
While you had not met your soulmate yet, you had become familiar with him on a certain way. After years of getting snippets of his life you had managed to gather some information to go by: He is most definitely smart and plays some kind of sport, his smile is like none other, he seems to be well liked; and that, most days as soon as you get up, he manages to bring you an immense feeling of comfort. 
“Y/N!” 
Your eyes widen, as you were rattled out of your thoughts abruptly. “Y/N” the teacher repeated. “Can you or can you not give us the answer?” 
Fuck. You sigh, blushing, and shook your head “May you please repeat the question?” 
Tapping her finger against her desk the teacher huffed. “Pay attention, next time you are out of my class”
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It was the second day of practice for the Volleyball Interhigh Nationals and Suga had only played once, and he felt as though he fell short on the time he should have been proving himself. Granted, the main focus was on their starting lineup, and Kageyama seemed to be on his prime, however, he had hoped to at least feel more helpful than…this. 
After splashing his face with water, he rubbed his eyes and rested his head against the wall, a second was all he needed. He had spent most of the night studying the teams on Tokyo, in order to strategize and pick his pace up; thus, his eyes feet heavier than usual. A deep breath…and back to the game, after all, while he was not on the court his roomates still counted on him. 
Jogging towards the bench he waved his arms and smiled; “Let’s do this! We have a long day ahead of us”
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“Come on Y/N! Come with us! I’m sure it will help you loosen up!” Lev exclaimed, running up to you with a slight spring in his step. You rolled your eyes with a slight smile, the new guy had managed to win your friendship over. “You will love it! Maybe I’ll even get to play!”
“Fine, lets go” You shook your head as the tall boy sprung up ahead of you, already on his way to the central court. 
Once you arrived and opened up the door of the gym you noticed just how important this event was, the place was bustling with sound and everyone seemed to be busy with one thing or another, still practicing before the matches. Lev waved to you once and ran towards his teammates. Smiling, you greeted them from afar and left towards the benches in order to watch them play.
As you walked towards the benches a flash of silver, black and orange, caught your eye; and before you knew it you had been yanked from your feet, away from a speeding stray volleyball. 
“Careful Hinata! Watch your aim!” The boy next to you exclaimed. You stared at him, wide eyed, still processing what had just happened. “Are you okay?” He turned towards you, flashing you a soft smile that covered the heavy eyes that hid behind it. 
“Yes…thank you so much” You smiled, and before you could ask his name he ran back towards his team, clearly busy at the moment, yout gaze following his every move as your face flushed slightly. 
“It’s nothing!” He said swiftly and you noticed the name on the back of his jersey…Sugawara. 
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Once in the benches you had learned that the silver-haired boy was from the Karasuno Team of the Miyagi Prefecture; and while you were cheering on your friends that played on the court right in front of where you sat, your eyes more often than not strayed towards the loud team of your new acquaintance. 
Sugawara was called into the court, Kageyama was getting frustrated towards Hinata and the tall blocker from the opponent team, getting him fired up and the rest of the team stressed. Smiling, he balled up his fists, it was his moment to pick up the pace and help build up encouragement. With a single, firm pat, to Kgeyama’s back, he jogged towards the court. 
“We cannot let one player bring us all down can we!?” He high fived an ecstatic NIshinoya and shook Hinata by the shoulders. Determined, the new set beggan and his focus went entirely on exploiting his teammates best assets. 
You squint your eyes, head crooked to the side, as you watch them play, a totally different pace than the one they carried with the black-haired setter, albeit a more stable one. 
After Karasuno scored two points, the opponent team started to get the gist to how Suga played, and their streak was cut short when they noticed a second too soon, that Asahi was about to spike to the left. Suga bit his bottom lip and huffed right before standing upright “Nevermind!” He shouted towards Asahi, who nodded determinedly, knowing that the play was risky, as they had barely come up with it a week ago. Another serve, and back to the game, still, his set was cut short again, and, seeing that Kageyama had cooled off and Hinata was once more fired up, decided to call Suga out of the court. 
With a sharp breath he nodded, and gave everyone a thumbs up before sitting down on the bench. And while everyone resumed the game, you noticed his lips pursing as he looked quickly to the side, before puffing his chest and clenching his fists, cheering on his team as if nothing had happened. 
You frowned and with a sight you looked towards the Nekoma team, and as you noticed they were on time-out you stood up, wanting to get something to drink. And as you cracked the can of soda open, you paced back and forth on the hallway, wondering why you were so affected by that boy's behavior. 
“Why can’t I seem to get it right…we have practiced so much…unbelievable” Right as you were about to leave you heard someone right around the corner, muttering to themselves. You stopped on your tracks, watching Sugawara stomping to the corner of the hallway, scrunching up a bottle of water and slamming it towards the trashcan that stood there. 
Suga shut up as soon as he noticed you standing there, eyes opening wide before standing upright and smiling weakly. “Sorry you had to see that” 
You raised an eyebrow up, looling your head to the side; “You know you don’t always have to smile right? It’s fine to be frustrated… however, that poor bottle of water was probably not gulty of anything” You laughed, shooting him an apologetic smile. 
He laughed slightly, a cute dimple appearing on his cheek “Do not get me started on the crimes that water had committed before I stopped it”. You giggled a bit and walked closer to where he stood. 
“You seem bothered; let me help! After all, I owe you one after you saved me from getting decapitated by that little redhead” You smiled softly at him “Im Y/N, nice to meet you” 
“Hmmm I don’t know if you can help me out…” He sighed, resting his back against the wall before sliding down and sitting on the floor. “It’s just that I cannot seem to get anything right these days…and it is my chance to prove my worth” 
“Well, I can see your team believes in you” You exclaimed, sitting next to him. “They really seem to have raised spirits after your contribution, you know?…but it is just what I saw right now. Don’t be so hard on yourself, everyone has those days. And while you are allowed to feel bad about it, don’t just give up!” 
He closed his eyes and nodded, relaxing his shoulders before looking back at you; “Im usually the one with the pick-me-up speeches, nice to receive one for a change” His smile was now genuine, soft; “I’m Sugawara, by the way” He stared at you for a few seconds, his gaze lingering on you. Now that his mind was not bustling, he wondered how he didn’t notice before how beautiful you truly were. Shaking his head he clapped his hands together, you were right and he was not about to give up, he still had a week to practice, and wether or not he was in the court, the thought of having the chance to practice, play and watch his team was enough to raise his spirits up. 
“See you around then?” He stood up quicky and offered his hand to lift you up, which you gladly accepted. 
“See you around!” You smiled, and as soon as he got his answer he ran back towards the court. 
That night both of you went to bed with a warm feeling on your chest, wonder why that was.
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Sweating, you sat upright, eyes open wide as you looked around your dimly-lit room. You pinched yourself in order to make sure that you were not dreaming anymore, flinching.
Your mouth opened ajar before smiling wide as you remembered every detail of your dream, how he helped you, your introduction, and how you helped him in return. His stunning smile, the cute dimple on his cheek, everything matched perfectly, and you could not wait to see him again on the court. 
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“You are not listening to me are you?” Lev exclaimed, annoyed, as the two of you walked inside the gym towards the courts, looking around frantically in the hopes of seeing Suga there. 
“Didn’t you hear me out Lev!? I met my soulmate here, I need to talk to him!” You hit your friend’s arm as he frowned, crossing his arms.
“Yeah! But now you are not telling me anything about him! Am I just supposed to be left with the doubt?” He whined 
“I’ll tell you when I see him!” Shushing him you leaned over to see the room better, and he rolled his eyes, defeated. 
The door of the room opened behind you, and before you could turn to look at whoever had some in you heard a familiar, soothing voice
“Y/N?” Suga smiled, skipping towards you with a smug smile, leaving his teammates wondering where he had learned your name. Right before he could reach you, you held him by the shoulders, squinting your eyes at him and shaking your head in disapproval, but with a slight chuckle that seemed to give away your true feelings. 
“So it is you that has been giving me headaches these past days! At least now I know why you have been feeling like that!” You exclaimed
Sugawara laughed, flushing. “Yeah…I’m sorry about that” 
Shooting him a smile you let go of his arms “Don’t be sorry…I’m just glad to finally meet you” 
“How about we go for a coffee when you’re free? That way you can help me out” He winked playfully at you, handing you a piece of paper before walking towards his team, leaving you and a wide-eyed Lev behind. 
“So you were not lying!?” Lev took the little paper from your hands, looking in awe at the phone number written in neat handwriting. 
“Why would I! Now, give that back before you lose it!” You snatch it from his hands, eyes still lingering on Sugawara who, noticing your stare, flushed and waved at you once more. 
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emmyrosee · 1 month
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Suguwara with 8!!!
8 with sugawara… confessions 🥺🫶🏻
He stands in front of your locker for a concerning amount of time, fiddling with the note in his hand as he ponders the pros and cons of confessing to you.
Pro: you’ll say yes.
Con: you’ll say no, laugh at him, dump your milk on his head and walk away with no regard.
Koushi doesn’t know if he should risk it. After all, you have known each other for years, who would he be to ruin such a stable friendship with feeling that may or may not be reciprocated?
“Koushi?” Your voice snaps him back to reality, and he fists his note in his hand sharply. “You’ve been standing in front of my locker for the past five minutes. Everything okay?”
He says nothing. His mouth feels cottony and dry, and when he tried to choke out words, they only come out as squeaks. His brain decides to shove the note at you, his cheeks blazing with nerves and his hands trembling as he holds it. You smile softly and take the folded note from him, unfolding it and flicking your eyes up at him.
“Koushi,” you begin, and he could throw up right now. This is it, the rejection, the heartbreak, the betrayal- “I know.”
You what. “You what?”
You snicker, “I know; Daichi told me.”
Traitor. Koushi sighs and scrubs his face with his hands, “I’m going to kill him.”
“Dont- he saved our friendship,” you say, smiling sweetly. “I thought you didn’t want to be friends anymore, with how you were avoiding me. I was so hurt, until he told me.”
He swallows thickly- you thought he didn’t want to be friends? That’s the last thing he wanted! Especially if it was hurting you, and-
“What’re you doing?”
“Reading the confession.”
“Dont!” He whines, making a mad dash for the letter, which you expertly flick out of his grip. “I didn’t know you knew, it’s so embarrassing!”
“It’s cute!” You giggle, avoiding his grabs. “Gotta kiss me if you want it back.” He tenses up and his cheeks blaze again, and you laugh and ruffle his hair, “I’m kidding. I’d be an asshole to pressure you into kissing me.”
He lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and laughs, letting you pull him into a hug, your arms tossing around his neck. “I feel the same way, Koushi. I accept your confession.”
“You mean it?”
“Yes,” you snicker. “More than you know.”
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eggyrocks · 4 days
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#53 with my babygirl suga pls....
suga is sooooo babygirl.........
500 follower special: #53 “Who crawls through someone’s window at 4am to go for ice cream?!”
sugawara x gn reader, established relationship, fluff, nonsense, goofy shit, reader doing weird shit (crawling through windows at 4am) not proofread
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Their fingers move in a way that would suggest that they've done this before. They know what they're doing when they fiddle and twist at the outside of the window lock, biting down on their bottom lip in concentration.
Once the lock finally pops, they grin brightly, unbothered by the fact that it is their eighteenth straight hour without sleep or how soon enough the world will start to awake around them. All the can think of as they pull the window open and climb through, is the plastic bag they have dangling from their wrist, and their sleeping boyfriend, twisted up in bedsheets and half-hanging on the bed.
They step carefully through his room, depositing the bag on his bedside table. Sugawara's light snores fill the room, and they can't help but smile as they approach his bedside, sitting on the edge of the bed and admiring him for a moment, thinking fondly of how cute he looks before they lean in and gently shake at his shoulder.
"Koshi," they say, not bothering to keep their voice low. "Babe, wake up."
His expression twists in his sleep, brow furrowing and upper lip twitching. "Hmmph," he groans, stirring slightly.
They lean closer, placing a kiss on his slightly-sweaty forehead before they lean back, and flick the center of it.
Sugawara flinches, jerking back at the contact. His eyes flutter open slowly, and he twists his head at the sight of them. "Babe?" he questions. "Am I dreaming?"
They giggle. "Nope, I'm real," they say, and lift their arm to reveal the plastic bag of ice cream they smuggled through his window. "Brought this for you."
Eyes still heavy with sleep, Sugawara sits up, placing his weight on his forearm and reaching for his phone. The brightness of his screen makes him flinch again. "It's four in the morning."
"Yeah, and I brought you ice cream," they explain, settling back to sit cross-legged on the floor of his bedroom. Sugawara practically rolls off the bed, scooting closer to sit beside them. He rests his head on his shoulder as they pull out a pint of strawberry. "I was gonna get toppings but I stopped at three different twenty-four hour stores and they didn't have anything good."
"Who the fuck crawls through someone's window at four in the morning for ice cream?" he asks through a yawn, nuzzling in closer to their shoulder.
They're struggling with the plastic around the pint, trying to rip away at it with their nails. "The love of your life," they reply lowly, eventually giving up and tearing into with their teeth. "You know my birthday?"
Sugawara's arms slowly wrap around their waist, pulling them in closer, eyes closed as he tries to get as close to them as possible. "I know of it."
"Well, you broke into my house at five in the morning to take me for breakfast on my birthday, because you said you wanted to celebrate as early as you could," they explain, finally ripping the plastic clear off and popping off the lid. "And now, I'm beating your record. Happy birthday, Koshi."
They can feel his lips pull into a smile against the skin of their neck. "You're such a dork," he says, voice heavily laced with affection. "Thank you babe, love you."
'Love you, babe," they reply, slightly unfocused. The plastic spoon they brought is no match for the frozen pint. It just scrapes along the top, and they can't get a good scoop out. "Fuck, this is hard. I was hoping it would've melted by now."
His eyelashes tickle their skin. "It still counts as a birthday celebration if I go back to sleep, right? Your record will still count?"
"No," they insist, "you have to actually have the ice cream in order for it to count."
Without opening his eyes, Sugawara reaches down for the pint and sloppily licks along surface of the ice cream. "There, I had the ice cream. Now come to bed with me."
"Koshi..."
He looks up at them, sleepy eyes half-closed and a lazy grin on his lips. "Please, babe? It's all I want for my birthday."
All it takes is one look at him and his dopey, sleep filled smile for them to relent.
Their legs are tangled together, and Sugawara's holding onto them so tightly they wouldn't be able to pull away if they tried. He snores lightly. The sun rises, and the ice cream melts on his bedroom floor.
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an: why was i sleeping on suga i love him
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sugawara-levi · 1 year
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What you get
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Dom!Reiner x fem!reader
2,2k words
cw: “daddy”, “baby-/ good girl”, “slut”, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, punishment sex, cum inside, commands, praising, degrading (light), claiming, drooling, moaning/whimpering (you), pussydrunkReiner
He’s really just a softie for you even when he tries not to be. Consensual claiming. The ending is sweet though. (lmk if I missed anything)
“Wanna suck on daddy’s cock?”
You had gotten home from work too early, he hadn’t finished his business with the boys yet, this was punishment.
But it felt more like the opposite.
“Then you gotta work hard for it, baby.”
“Show me some more, baby”
On his command you spread your legs wider, pleasuring yourself.
“Show me your tits.”
You lift your shirt with one hand, the other still stroking your cunt.
“Hmm”
“Good girl.”
His words are like candy to your ears, sweet like sugar, making you feel so good. So powerful. You can do anything at daddy’s command.
“Mmh making me feel good too, getting all hard in my pants”, he grabs his bulge, very visible in his tight jeans, legs spread wide on the couch over you.
“You want a taste, baby? You want a taste of daddy’s cock?”
“Mmhmn!” is the best you can get out as a response. Your juices dripping down on the floor under you.
“Okay baby, come have a bite of my dick.”
Eagerly you inch closer, lips parted, tongue out, ready for anything he offers.
He undoes his belt, his button, his zipper. Exposing his big dick to you.
You want to jump right on it, but know only too well that you should wait for his say-so.
He teases you, gives a sly smile as he slowly strokes his length, knowing how impatient you are. Your eyes are puppy-like when he looks at your face. You look so fuckable right now. With your tongue out like that, salivating just at the sight of his dick. He has half a mind to just bend you over and give it to you right away. But there wouldn’t be any fun in that, would there?
“Here you go baby, all yours.” He lets go of his dick and leans back against the sofa cushions, arms propped up on its back. His eyes never leave you as you get to work. Watching your pretty head bop up and down on his dick, seeing your eyes water while trying to get more of him down in your throat. He loves this sight.
“Tch, don’t hurt yourself darling.”
A hand comes down to wipe at your tears as you nearly choke on him. Mascara running everywhere. You let go of his dick with a bop, mouth still open. You know not to close it too soon when he’s using you like this.
He puts the thumb he used to wipe your tears in his mouth. Your tears are his tears, the taste of you trying so hard for him, he loves it. So do you.
The same thumb comes back down to your face and lands in your open mouth.
“Suck.”
And you do. You suck his finger as you did his cock, but with more comfort, you don’t have to struggle with the size of this one. Your eyes are locked as you work your tongue around, sucking, taking all of his thumb, then just the tip of it. His cock jumps in amusement.
He pulls out his thumb, a long string of spit coming along with it. Some of it slaps back against your face as the string breaks, the rest he uses to coat his dick.
He gives it a couple of pumps again and pushes down at the base of his cock. Giving a sharp inhale before resumeing his former position, draped against the back of the sofa.
You know your place and continue what you’d already started.
Wrapping your lips agains his beautiful cock you get to work once again. You can feel the underside of his head against your tongue as you start hollowing out your cheeks. A bit slower this time, more controlled, but still sloppy from the spit you gathered while sucking at his thumb. You work your way down, careful not to break the vacuum. You can only take so much of him without choking completely. And back up, focusing on the head. It’s agonising. You want to touch yourself again, but you know, you know you are not allowed to. This is punishment after all.
You can feel all of him inside your mouth, the edge of his head, the part right after where the foreskin has stretched out, and his veins, pumping, thick with the blood rushing through his erection. You can taste the saltiness of pre-cum at the back of your mouth as you push his dick against your palate, letting it scrape against your teeth as you move again.
He hisses. A hand comes down to grab at yor hair and he bites his lips for a minute.
“Ah,” he sights, letting the air back out.
You look up at him, huge, innocent eyes. Contrasting the lewd scene you’re displaying, with his dick far down your throat. You’re pushing it, you know. It’s punishment, but you can’t help it, you want to tease him too.
He hums for a bit, amused, before a closed-mouthed chuckle comes out.
Once more a pop, as you let go of the vacuum. Once more, spit every as you let go of his cock.
“Reiner.” you mewl.
“You should see yourself baby, so pretty for me. So dirty for daddy.”
“Reiner.” His name is all you can think really, the only thing that comes to mind.
“I believe that’s, daddy, to you baby.”, he smirks.
“Daddy.”
You’re desperate, for anything.
“What baby? You have to use your words baby, daddy can’t understand his little girl without words.”
“Reiner, Daddy, please. Please, I wan’t you inside me, want to feel you. No more punishment, please daddy.”
He could have resisted if he wanted to, or maybe his resolve wasn’t as strong as he liked to think. It was almost impossible for him not to give into the look you were giving him. Kneeling on the floor in front of him, legs sprawled to the sides, har messy, eyes pleading. He wanted to fuck you too.
“Good girl. Very well. I’ll give you what you want for now. Get up and turn around.”
You did as you were told and stood back facing him. Without warning he grabs for your hips, pulling them close to him.
“Bend forward please darling.” It’s not really a request.
With your legs spread for balance, bendt forward over the floor and your butt sticking out behind you, you feel vulnerable. As soon as you’re steady enough he pulls you right down onto his cock. Just the tip first, letting you adjust for a bit, before he pushes you down hard. You let out a scream, it hurts, but it’s good. And you have to steady yourself with your hands on the floor so as not to fall over when he takes control of your lower body.
“Bounce in my dick, baby. Bounce on it.”
Regaining your balance you put your hands on your knees to make it more manageable. And you move your hips up and down, up and down. It feels good, of course. His dick pressing into your walls. But this isn’t for you, it's for him. Your pleasure is just a bonus.
He helps you, steadies you with his hands and helps you move on his dick. Pushing you up and down.
He groans.
You whimper.
“Good girl. Taking me so well.”
The compliment only serves to make you whimper even more. He notices, of course, and chuckles.
“You like that baby?”
“You love daddy’s thick cock, don’t you?”
“Like it when I make you feel like a dirty little slut? Daddy’s little girl?”
“Mmn mhmm”
Suddenly he’s pushing up into you.
He liked it too apparently, when he made you feel good.
You topple over, not able to stay upright against the force of his thrust. Your knees crash hard against the floor, hands and elbows bruising at the fall, ass up in the air.
“Ah!” You let out, surprised at the sudden pain of the fall. For a brief second you notice how empty you feel now that he’s not in you, now that you had just adjusted to the feeling. But it’s not for long
Before you can properly process what happened he’s over you again. You turn your head to the side so you can see him. He’s kneeling behind you, positioning his dick right before your entrance, letting out an urgent hiss as he slams your ass down on him again.
“Shit.” He holds you still for a moment, holding back an orgasm. He was just so hard, and seeing you so willing and sloppy is the only thing in the world that can turn him on this much. It’s hard with you, holding back. He just wants to devour you, make you his, own you. Break you till he knows no one else can ever be good enough for you. No one’s dick beside his can ever satisfy you. He needn’t worry though. If only he could look into your head he would know that you’re already far too gone for that.
“Fuck, baby.” He’s positioned behind you, your head pushing down on the carpeted floor, slamming into you.
“You feel so good on my dick.” His brain is lost in your warm cunt. No thoughts other than of your walls surrounding his cock. You’re no better. All you can do is let out shaky breaths between his advances, seeing stars as your eyes roll to the back of your head.
The room is filled with your moans, his breath, the lewd sound of flesh hitting flesh, and the smell of sweat.
You can feel him hitting the roof of your insides. His head hitting the same spot over and over again. Pulling almost all the way out, and then slamming back in again, pausing for a brief second before the moment is repeated. Your ear is flat against the floor, eyes looking back at him.
You’re all warmed up now, it’s not too tight any more, it’s easy now. You can hear how wet you are, but also feel how tired your body is becoming. You can’t keep this up for much longer, feeling the numbness that comes with an upcoming orgasm.
He’s tired too, the speed decreases a bit as his striking form breaks. He lets out a loud grunt, body falling over you, hands landing on either side of your head, keeping him up. His hair is damp from sweat, so is yours. He’s closer now, head almost right over yours. Your eyes meet his, and you can feel the hunger in them through your bones. You almost shudder at the power the mere look holds over you.
He grabs your hair by the roots and pulls your head up from the floor, holding your ear close to his mouth. His breath is loud in your ear, so are his words.
“You wanna cum baby girl?”
“Or do you just like to look at daddy fucking you?”
“Which is it?”
With your neck craning like that you can’t really utter any words, you just whimper.
“Hm?”
You try again, still no words come out, but a desperate cry, almost like a wounded animal. Writhing in his grasp. You need him. And he knows.
“Both, huh?”
“Ng”
“Okay baby girl, okay, watch me fuck you till you cum in my dick. Till your pretty little cunt cums all over my dick.”
The compliment makes you tremble even more. He lets go of your head so he can get back to fucking you sensless. You still try all you can to keep eye contact. Craning your neck till it hurts, so you can see his face as he gets lost in you.
His eyes never leave yours as he uses all the energy he has left, slamming so hard into you that you can hardly feel your lower body any more. Still, you’re moaning in time with his every thrust.
He loses speed and you know he’s getting close, his breathing getting louder and more rugged. You’re so close too, your legs shaking, you can hardly keep them up any more. Still looking into his eyes, you let out a long, shaking moan, but it sounds more like a cry.
His pupils grow, if possible, even darker. With a final push your name rolls off his lips.
“Y/n.”, and that’s it for you.
You almost scream as waves of pleasure roll through your body from your core. Your legs are shaking violently, and you see white for what feels like half an hour, but is probably a mere second. When you come to again you hear him grunting over you, into your ear almost. Pumping his load into you, claiming you. You’re his now, always have been, always will be.
When both of your breaths have calmed down a bit he pulls his softening dick out of you, and your body falls to the floor at once. No strength left to hold it up. You turn yourself over to the side, head looking right up at him, and he falls right on top of you. You’re left a breathless pile of bodies. Where yours ends and his start you can’t really tell. But it doesn’t matter. He rolls over to the side, an arm pulling you close to him. Apparently that one belonged to his body.
You lay like that, two bodies, breathing into each other, on the floor. Until sleep gets the best of you, too tired to speak, too tired to think.
“You get what you deserve, y/n” you can barely make out, before the world collapses around you.
And it’s true. You do get what you deserve, you get him.
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𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 彡 In which . . . you help him relax after a long day.
〔CW〕 — Teasing, slight nudity.
〔AN〕 —This is my first piece of work. This isn't my first time writing however I was told many times in the past that I need to spread my work and so here I am a year later fulfilling my fear of public humiliation :D Also I do accept any kind of recs or suggestions, please don't be afraid to ask me anything, I'd really appreciate it <3 Enjoyy
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Your body is sprawled out on the couch reading a book, waiting for your lover to walk through the door of your shared home. After a while, you hear the clicking of the door knob and the familiar footsteps begin to patter against the floor of the hallway and towards the living room. You close your book and stand up to greet your lover, but before you can say anything, he grabs you by the shoulders and holds you close. His arms wrap around your waist, head rested on your shoulder, and breath tickling your exposed collarbone.
"Rough day?" You ask as you rub his back. His only response is a hum in agreement.
"I missed you today..." He whispers before kissing your collarbone slowly and sweetly, the small contact sending sparks blooming out in the small circles where his lips meet your skin. "I missed you too." You say as your hands wrap around his neck and hold him closer.
You both stay like that for a while until you feel your lovers arms loosen slightly. He's exhausted.
"Honey, can you walk with me to the bathroom?" A low groan came from his throat, "Just a little more." He mumbled tightening his grip around your waist. "Love, you need to relax, let me help you." He tsks before loosely grabbing your hand as both of you walk to the bathroom.
You maneuver to your shared bedroom and grab a change of clothes and a towel for your lover. You walk back into the bathroom and prepare the bath, you add his favorite scented essence and throw in a musk scented bath bomb. Then you help him out of his work clothes and into the tub.
His body instantly eases at the warmth of the water and the intoxicating scent of fresh musk. You sit on a small stool next to the bath and begin massaging his back and shoulders. Goosebumps rise as your hand works. You smile to yourself, loving the fact that your intimate touches make him so sensitive.
When your hands start aching you stop and rest your arms on the side of the bathtub and resting your cheek on the top of your hand as you stare at your sleepy but content lover.
His eyes are closed, and you take your time admiring his existence. His messy hair resting nicely on his head, thick, long lashes defining the shape of his eyes, cheekbones forming his divine face, his lips peachy and so kissable, strong, toned arms resting on the sides of the tub, his chiseled abs dripping with the warm water-
"Like what you see love?" He taunts, a smirk playing on his lips, and his half lidded eyes betray any kind of stress he had not too long ago. You feel your cheeks getting dusted with the beginnings of a crimson blush but look away from him quickly before he catches any of it. As you do so, he chuckles and snakes a hand towards your chin, tilting your head so your gaze can meet his again.
"It's all yours baby. Every inch of me is yours." He says, reassurance lacing with his smoky voice. He stares into your eyes for what feels like infinity before licking his lips and pulling you closer so he can finally plant a sweet kiss onto yours.
You absolutely loved moments like this with him. Both of you did.
➺Kuroo, Yaku, Akaashi, Konoha, Ushijima, Tendou, Semi, Daichi, Sugawara, Enoshita, Iwaizumi, Mutsukawa, Hanamaki, Osamu, Suna, Kita, Aran, Aone, Daishou, Megumi, Nanami, Geto (anyone you want rly)
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starsformyuniverse · 3 months
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|Reconciliation|Bokuto Kōtarō|
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Synopsis: Y/n l/n and Bokuto live two completely different lives.Your settling down and in law school while he's still playing volleyball.With a shocking turn of events, will you two reconcile again?
|01: The first day of forever
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12:00pm
*Deep breath* I can do this
1:00pm
He should be here soon.
1:15pm
He's a little late. No big deal...
2:00pm
He should have been here by now.
4:00pm
He's not coming, is he..?
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You sighed deeply, taking the bottle of juice out of Oikawa's hands. You take a swing and gaze at the floor with tear-stained eyes. Today was supposed to be perfect; you were supposed to get married and spend the rest of your life with your fiancé, (F/N).Now that plan has gone to shit, he left you at the altar. The asshole didn't even bother to tell you face-to-face. You could have gone home or gone to a friend's house, but part of you thought maybe he would have a change of heart and come running back and marry you anyway. But he never did, and he never will. Did he even want to marry you in the first place? You weren't entirely sure, but you knew you had to pull yourself together. Not right now, but you will have to eventually.
"Hey..N/n. Look, I'm really sorry for how this day has turned out." Your best friend, Oikawa, frowns at you. "No, it's fine. I have suspected this. He's been acting weird lately, anyway." You explained, checking the clock.Truth be told, he has been acting weird lately. He would come home late, not text back at all, and not even be there when you were there. You thought maybe he was doing extra planning and did not want you to know. You knew deep down the truth—you knew he was cheating but was deep in denial until today.
5:15pm
You grimaced at the time. Was it that late already? You weren't really sure what to do. You could go home and confront him, or you could go with your friend back to his place. Both plans weren't going to work. Oikawa, who flew out for this special day.He had to fly back the next day for a tournament in Argentina, and you shared an apartment with your fiancé. Or x fiancé now.
"You did?" He asks, turning to you, shocked as he puts down the bottle of juice next to him.
You nodded. His phones have been pinging a lot, and he hasn't even been around as much," you tear up.You wish you figured it out sooner, or at least believed your gut beforehand.
He raises an eyebrow and frowns. "Why did you want to marry him then?" Oikawa knew you loved this guy, and the fact that this guy did this to you hurt him. He loved you to death and wanted you too be happy.
"I don't know. I thought maybe if I still married him, it'd work. I guess not. He still ran off." You shrugged and were completely done talking about this subject. He noticed your reaction and decided to say something else.
"Maybe, just maybe, in a way, it's good?" He asked, unsure of your reaction. Don't get him wrong; he liked the guy at first. But now he was glad you didn't get married.
"Maybe. I'm kind of glad I didn't get married. Though. " You admit and smile a little as you look at him. "Really?" Tooru was shocked and smirked. "Yeah. I loved him and all, but... I didn't love him as much as I thought."You explain as Oikawa cuts in, laughing, "As much as you loved Kotaro?" It was not a shock. You and Bokuto dated in high school, and everyone thought you two would end up together. You grew up, graduated, and moved on. But as much as you try to deny it, everyone knew. They knew you never really got over him.
"You might be right, but I will never see him again."
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A/N: The original story is mine too on my other account!!Anyways I hope you guys liked the first part !! I have more chapters ready <33
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Being Karasuno's Manager:
The Tiny Giant's Little Sister
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Karasuno featuring Tenma Udai (tiny giant) x first year female manager
Warnings: light Kageyama x Hinata exchange Swearing
A/N: This is a request from @korrynn-nadine! Sorry if the tag didn't stick, this happens alot to me 😅
Ahh to be a High school freshman/first year again
Just kidding 😅 I hated high school
But that doesn't mean you have to hate High School YN
And I imagine going to Karasuno would be oh so exciting!
Literally, there is so many cool sports, the people seem nice and the uniforms 👌🏻
You can't tell me their uniforms aren't comfy ✋🏻 because they are
I believe Noya's uniform assessment
NE WAYS you also came to Karasuno because it was your brother's alma mater
Thanks right, your big brother is none other than....
TENMA UDAI 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻
Aka the Tiny giant
Aka the guy Hinata looks up to 🙌🏻
Not me hinting that detail would ever be problematic/ important 👀
I would NEVER
You needed a club and bad!
In fact, you just so happened to be telling your resident bestie Yachi of your plight
"Do you know of any clubs that need a manager??"- You to Yachi
Unbeknownst to know, a certain someone heard you
Not Kiyoko sneaking behind corners scouting for managers 😫
Just kidding that's definitely Noya and Tanaka following Kiyoko as she scouts for managers
"Hey did you both say you needed a club?"- Kiyoko, our resident gorgeous third year says
You 👉🏻 yes 😍
Yachi 👉🏻 😐😳🥵 yes...
"Would you like to come check out the team with me tonight?"- Kiyoko
Kiyoko would never show this but she's definitely begging for you to say yes!
You practically leaped at the opportunity
Because you see, you might know a thing or two about volleyball 🏐
I mean your brother IS the tiny giant after all
But you, yourself are also skilled in volleyball knowledge
Our smart queen YN 🥰
At practice, you show up and get introduced to the team
Immediately Hinata gets one of this like psychic feelings
Hinata swears he knows you from somewhere but he can't place it
You know, like when he knew Shiratorizawa was outside the gym doors in season 3?
"ThErE hErE"- Hinata 😠
I get so distracted, back to business 👏🏻
So of course, he says something 😐
No chill this boy istg-
"Hey you look familiar, don't I know you?"- Hinata
You just stare 👁👄👁
"Hinata you dumbass not everyone knows you!"- Kageyama says smacking Hinata
"Chill out crappy-yama! This is why you'll never have a girlfriend! You can't even talk to girls!"- Hinata 😜
Daichi rn 👉🏻 😡
Tsukishima 👉🏻 📱
Asahi 👉🏻 panicking
"Alright Alright you idiots, break it up! Don't you know you should never fight in front of ladies!"- Tanaka
Kiyoko 👉🏻😐🙄 this is why we can't have nice things
After that strange encounter, you begin your trial as Karasuno's newest manager
Honestly, you love it!
Filling water bottles, taking notes, doing team laundry
You even manage to help the boys with practice
"Wow YN! You really know alot about volleyball!"- Hinata 🤩
"Thanks! My brother played for Karasuno years ago, so I know a few things!"- You
"Oh who was your brother YN?"- Daichi asks
You were just about to answer when Kiyoko called you to help set up chairs!
"Just a second!"- You say waving to the boys and running to help your fellow manager
I mean, knowing your brother couldn't really be THAT important right?
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👆🏻 as the gif suggests, it does in fact prove to be a big deal 😅
You're bother just so happens to be home for the weekend and you tell him about how you are Karasuno's Manager
You also tell him about Hinata
Just wait until he finds out you talked him up YN ✋🏻
You're brother asks you about the team and you tell him that they are sure to go to Nationals again
"I should probably come check them out then"- Tenma says
You nod in agreement as you text Coach Ukai and Takeda to make sure it's all good
They agree, knowing your brother use to play for Karasuno
However 👀 they never made the connection that YOU were the sister of the Tiny giant
Boy are they all in for a big surprise 🤩
On Monday, you arrive at practice and set up
As the boys enter and begin to warm up, you patiently await your brother's arrival
"Hey whose that guy?"- Hinata asks as he dozens of eyes follow him to the door
Only Ukai makes the connection 😳
"Holy crap that's Tenma Udai!"- he whispers to Takeda
"Who is that?"- Takeda
"You remember Hinata's role model? Well that's him!"- Ukai
Takeda 👉🏻😱😱
But Ukai and Takeda aren't the only ones to notice something
"Wait? Didn't YN say her brother use to play for Karasuno?"- Daichi asks Suga and Asahi
They both nod 😃
"And her brother is pretty short..."- Daichi
They both nod again 😃
"Do you think?"- Daichi 👀
Again 👉🏻 nod 😃
"Guys this is my big brother Tenma Udai! He use to play for Karasuno a few years ago!"- You say
It kind of hits Kageyama all at once
Like a train 🚆
Because man's knows volleyball and he knows that name!
Only Kageyama is like frozen 😳
You just look at Kageyama, Daichi, Suga, Asahi, Takeda and Ukai who all seem to just be staring with their mouths open 😲
Leave it to Hinata to break the silence
"Wow you are short like me! What position did you play?"- He asks Tenma
"Winged spiker"- Tenma answers with a smile
"With your height?? That's so cool! So you were like the Tiny giant before me then!"- Hinata
Oh you precious idiot 😭
It's then that you realize
"Oh yeah, I don't think I ever mentioned my brother is the tiny giant"- you say, nonchalantly
Give it a minute
Just a second longer ⌚️
"Wait ✋🏻 ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW??"- Hinata 👇🏻
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"Yep that's me. Former #10"- Tenma says smiling at the ginger boy who is now just so excited
Literally you made his entire life YN 😭
Hinata is going to want to ask a million questions but we limit him to 5
The team enjoys having your brother around and the advice he gives
Hinata is star struck the entire time
Our bby is so happy rn 🤩
When Hinata and Kageyama show Tenma their quick, Tenma is shocked 😲
"Holy crap thats amazing!! I think that's higher than I could even jump!"- Tenma says
Hinata and Kageyama nearly die from the compliment
When Tenma takes his leave, he promises to come back to watch the boys when they make it to Nationals
"Don't let me down guys!"- Tenma says, waving as he takes his leave
You just stand there and wave, turning to see the faces of your team staring at you
"Yn why didn't you tell us sooner??"- Daichi scolds
"Yeah YN we could have prepared more!"- Suga follows up
You 👉🏻😃 excuse me?
Meanwhile Hinata is just standing there with the biggest smile ever
YN you made our feral child so darn happy 🥰
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bakugokemkatsuki · 6 months
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Dating at Last
Koshi Sugawara x (GN) Reader:
**Warning(s): season 2/3 spoilers, cussing, intro is kinda long (sorry)
**Note: this was kinda rushed and not proofread so sorry in advance for that!!this was also not my original intention for this story.
**Genre: Fluff ??
**Word Count: 420
Background: You’re a third year at Karasuno and in the same class as Sugawara. You met Sugawara at during second year and became close friends after working on a project together for class at the beginning of third year. This is taking place during the spring tournament qualifiers.
 You were biting your nails, nervous. Karasuno was playing Aoba Johsai battling it out for a spot in the finals. Last time they played Seijoh they gave it everything and still lost. You were hoping for the best for the team, but secretly you were hoping for everything this wouldn’t be Suga’s last game. You were close friends and you knew how much volleyball meant to him. He didn’t even mind that he was replaced with Kageyama and was on the bench most of the game. He just wanted to play.
As the match came to an end you went to meet the team before they got on there bus. They had won in the third set and were off to the finals against Shiratorizawa. You quickly met the team and congratulated the boys. Talking with the third years before going home. You had made a a go go Karasuno sign. Time flew by so fast yet so slow, before everyone knew it, it was time for the match. After quickly meeting up with Suga to wish him luck and help him calm down once you saw how nervous he was, you were off to your seat. The game seemed to go by slow at first until the fourth and fifth sets, which seemed to go by in an instant. There was the whistle and they had won the boys did it. They were going to nationals. Unable to control yourself you ran down to meet Suga and jumped into his arms. As he picked you up and spun you (which was a usual greeting for you to), you couldn’t help but lean down and kiss him. Shocked he almost dropped you. “Y/N, wha…. What was that for?” Suga stuttered out. “Shit. Sorry I was just so excited and I couldn’t contain it.” You were getting really flustered and nervous thinking you messed up your friendship. Laughing Suga says “I like you too Y/N”. “Really?” “Yea, I was just worried about ruining the friendship. But, now that I know that you feel the same. Will you be my significant other?” “Of Course!” Suga leans in and kisses you. This was the start to the relationship of a lifetime. A happily ever after.
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⊹ ࣪ ˖—Bookstore boy
ft. [surprise] haikyuu setter x reader
genre: fluff, a sprinkle of angst
Part 2 here !
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Love. Love is portrayed in many ways, whether it be love toward your family, love towards your friends, or love towards your fur baby.
Y/n had no problem with any of that, except for one, love with your special someone. That, Y/n had no clue of.  
Most people her age have gone around and experienced love, but the case is different for her.
Despite being out in the world, free from the shackles of her parent's rules, she prefers to stay in her apartment watching romance movies to her heart's content.
Lots of people would question her, such as how her aunt would never fail to ask every Thanksgiving “If you love romance movies so much, why don't you experience it for yourself?”— it's not that easy Y/n thinks, after all the fairytales she's read, her standards seem to have skyrocketed to the point that no man can reach them, or so she believes.
[2: 11 pm, Public library]
The bells from the door chime as Y/n enters the quaint yet cozy library. She is welcomed with the scent of books old and new alike being turned over by the other frequent patrons.
Looking around you smile at the familiar faces you often see at the library.
Though one unfamiliar face caught your eye, a man sitting at the far corner of the reading space, he seemed completely absorbed in his book; his facial expression constantly changing as he proceeds to read.
You find yourself chuckling at how adorable this stranger was.
Suddenly his eyes met yours, and you both stare at each other for what felt like an eternity until you realize that the stranger had probably noticed you staring at him.
Embarrassed, you turn around and walk in the opposite direction, away from the stranger.
You went on with your afternoon, trying to shake off the embarrassment you experienced a couple of minutes ago.
Looking around for the perfect book to spend your afternoon with, so far none had caught your attention, then you see it up on the shelf— the perfect book.
Pleased with your find you climb the step stool in an attempt to reach the book.
The book was too high up and the step stool wasn’t enough, so you resort to tip-toeing, still no use.
Determined to get the book, you decided to use your final option, to jump. Still, on the step stool, you crouch down to make sure you could reach high enough. 3...2...1! You jumped and were able to grab the book in the process.
Too blinded with excitement you had forgotten the vital part of this plan, to land.
Now you were bracing yourself for impact, resigning your fate to the hard wooden floors of the library, but instead of harshly landing on the solid ground, you feel the arms of someone who had caught you just at the right time.
You let out a sigh of relief and slowly open your eyes when you’re met with blue eyes so beautiful that you feel as if you can drown in them if you looked long enough.
It was then that you realize that it was the cute stranger from the reading space.
The mystery guy held out his hand to help you get back on your feet; you brush off the imaginary dust on your shoulders.
The boy picked the book up from the ground, handing it back to you. You shyly accept the book from him.
“Thank you so much for um... Catching me, and I'm sorry about staring at you earlier, I just found your expressiveness rather charming”.
The mystery guy, probably startled by the sudden compliment, blushed.
“It's no problem, and thank you, I guess,” he said while rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
You both stare at each other for a second, silence filling the atmosphere between both of you, until you hear a ring.
“Oh, excuse me my friend’s calling,” he explains as he moves away from you.
You think to yourself, isn't this maybe a bit too cliché? Maybe this was finally where your love story started.
Just the tiny thought that this man could be your special someone made your heart race.
I mean look at him, he was good-looking, obviously strong, I mean he caught you when you were falling, respectful, loves books, probably introverted.
He was her ideal guy, now all she needed to do was have the courage to ask for his number and keep in contact, and then-,
“Excuse me, I need to go and meet up with my friend, it was nice meeting you”
he said as bowed at you and quickly walks towards the exit.
“Bye,” you said, but it came out as a hushed whisper as you watch him slowly disappear into the city.
You'd be lying if you said you were fine, in all honesty, you were a little bit sad, yes you were delusional, but only because you were lonely and you needed a special someone to be there with you.
And you were stupid enough to think that the stranger might have been that someone for you, guess you were wrong.
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system-to-the-madness · 3 months
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Haikyuu!! Masterlist
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Sugawara Kōshi x Reader
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Reading
Drabble - wc: 467 - fluff - Suga joins you while you're reading for school
Strawberry Daifuku
Valentine's Special - hurt/comfort - wc: 3 144 - Suga plans to confess to you the day before Valentine’s Day
Secret Notes and Misunderstandings
fluff - wc: 3 420 - You receive secret notes from someone.
Cherry Blossom Study Date
fluff - wc: 1 199 - Suga invited you to a study date… only that he forgot to ask for it to be a date.
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animereactsbybkemk · 6 months
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Haikyu Boys react/Respond:
-pt 2 the aftermath
-only has oikawa and Sugawara in this one. Kuroo and Tanaka is next part
- angst to fluff
-I wrote these forever ago but I hope y’all enjoy ;))
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sugawara-levi · 1 year
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Paperwork
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Reiner x fem!reader
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Reiner has been busy at work and you miss him. You decide to visit him in his office.
cw: office sex, vaginal sex, creampie, unprotected sex, “baby”, moaning, established relationship, smut with feelings, mentions of him being bigger than you, sweet, they are not having sex they are making LOVE
It’s been a long time since you slept together. These days Reiner is always busy with work, with papers. Even though you know he doesn't have a choice, you can't deny that you miss having him beside you in bed. With his workload piling up he's always home late, and up and out again before you even wake up. You hardly ever see him, at this rate.
It's hard, being a supportive partner while missing him this much. While missing his mind, but also his body this much. You haven’t had sex in two months, and although it not what you needed most in your relationship with him, you still find yourself longing for his touch, his weight next to yours, under you, on top of you. Even at job you're spacing out, just longing for his hands to caress yours. To trail further, unbuckle your bra, cup a breast as he slid his hand under your shirt, to your back. Always tender, caressing your every inch. You close your eyes, trying to succumb to the daydream. He nibbles at your neck and knows all your sweet spots as his hands roam over your body, your chest, your butt cheeks. A moan escapes you as a hand travels down between your legs, trying to ease some of the tension that has built up over the last months.
“y/n”, you hear someone say, and you’re able to pull yourself out of it just before they round the corner, almost catching you in the act.
It’s no use, something has to be done.
That evening you’re asleep as always when Reiner bounces into bed. An exhausted sigh leaving his lips before his eyes move over to the side, regarding your sleeping form, the covers moving up and down in tune with your breathing. Another sigh escapes his lips as he puts his hand on your shoulder giving it a short squeeze before sleep drags him away from the moment. Before you wake up, he’s gone again. Leaving the rearranged sheets the only trace of him having been there at all.
You sigh. Mornings just weren’t the same without him. And you repeat to yourself what you had noted yesterday: something has to be done.
The next day you make a plan. Hopefully you will see him more by the weekend. It all depended on this Friday. You know Reiner got even more paperwork a couple days before, and Fridays were typically, like the rest of the weekend, filled with left-over work, tying up all the edges before getting ready for the next one.
That Friday you managed to get off work a bit earlier. You had made up your mind to help ease his mind a bit, like your fantasies had eased your mind even just the tiniest bit.
An hour later you are at his office,
“he forgot his keys this morning”, is your excuse when his colleagues ask what you’re doing there.
“Ah right, he’s been working late recently”
“Yeah, just in case I’m asleep when he gets back” you say, a polite smile on your lips that noticeably doesn’t reach your eyes.
They return the saddened smile, maybe they know how much of a tool late night can take on a relationship. “He’s in his office”, they say, gesturing toward the corridor he’s in.
You knock on his door, noticing the “bzzybee” sign on it before a grunt lets you know you can enter. It takes him a while to acknowledge your presence, he’s busy typing furiously on his computer, while simultaneously looking at a bunch of papers to his right. “Just a minute”, he says, still not looking up form his desk. You don't say anything, just looking around the room, not wanting to disturb him until he’s ready.
“What was it you-” he starts. You turn around at the sound of his voice as well as his chair pushing back as he gets up from his seat. He’s cut of mid sentence when he sees it’s you, and your eyes meet.
“Y/n”, he’s clearly confused by your presence.
“Hi” is your simple answer.
“Hi…” he answers, at a loss for other words.
You smile, keeping your spot on the floor.
“Hi.” he says again, more power to his voice this time, a smile tugging at his lips.
The two of you look at each other for a moment, he does not need to speak his confusion for you to understand that he’s wondering why you are here.
“I uhm…,
I brought your keys” his brows knit together for a moment,
“Is what I told the main office, but
but that’s a lie,
you didn’t forget your keys.”
He’s patient, he lets you speak, but he’s smiling now.
You take a few steps closer, but still a few steps from him, still with a desk between the two of you.
“I just wanted to see you”, you let out, but it’s more like a whisper, words that follow your breath, but with no real power to them.
He still hears them, a small chuckle his response.
You look up at him, not noticing you had been avoiding his gaze while talking. You knew he wouldn’t mind your visit, but still some nerves had crept up.
His gaze invited you to continue, still refusing to say anything more.
“So….” you take the challenge, his silence only serving to egg you on.
“So I came to see you.” You lock your eyes into his, smiling cheekily as you slide your butt onto his desk.
You got him, you know him well enough to know the almost silent “oh” that escapes his lips while he looks down at your butt on his desk, taken aback for a minute.
He struggles for a minute, the room is so quiet but you can hear wheels turning in his head. Another sigh as his head drops between his shoulders.
“Y/n, I’ve got to work…”, when he looks up at you again his demeanour is less collected than it was before.
You can’t help but be a bit disappointed, although you know the words to be true, and you also love him for his dedication.
“I know”, ass off the table you move around it to stand behind him, grabbing at his shoulders.
“I just wanted you ease your mind a bit” and you mean it too. In this moment all you want is to help him relax, the sex less important.
You continue to work on his shoulders, his head still hanging low between them. He groans and slumps back into his chair as you hit an especially rough spot.
The sounds he makes eventually brings your mind back to your initial plan for this visit. You make your way around the chair and position yourself in front of him, one leg on each side if his.
You pause for a moment, waiting for him to notice the change of scene, the change of mood. You slide your skirt up one of your legs, revealing skin, teasing, as you position yourself on his desk once again, legs spread out and place one in each side of his thick thighs on the chair.
He’s been looking at you quietly for all the while, the revelation of skin caught his attention quickly and for longer than it needed too before your eyes lock again.
“Baby…”, you know what he’s gonna say, there’s restraint in his voice. He should be working, should be finishing this project. But the tone of his voice lets you know the truth, how hard he’s trying to hold back.
“I know, baby, I know. Only if you’re up for it, no pushing.” No matter how much you want this you want him to be able to enjoy it too. It’s no good if his head is elsewhere, that’s not what you want for tonight.
He looks up at you, almost biting his lip. “Only if you want, Reiner.”, you repeat your words.
“Fuck”, he groans, pulling his chair closer, burying his head in your chest as he grabs for your hands on the table, holding them in his. “I do, I-”, letting go of your hands he pulls you closer, almost off the top of the table. You let out a little yelp, struggling for a second to keep upright. His upper body is now pressed against yours completely. “I do.” You chuckle. “I know you do, baby”. The two of you stay like that for a little while, you let him work it out as you stroke his hair between your fingers, smiling down at his face pressed towards your breast.
“Fuck it.”, in one swift motion he gets up from his chair, lifting you off the table in the process, and repositions you to lay on your back, butt hanging barely off the table, legs draped around his back as he’s bent forward over you.
He’s got your hands in a tight grip over your head as his lips start working on your neck, his free hand working on the buttons of your shirt so as to give him a bigger canvas. His lips follow as your shirt is pulled down over your shoulder, and he kisses and bites at your collarbone, knowing you don’t mind the marks as long as you can cover them with a turtleneck.
He frees his other hand from yours and grabs at whatever skin he’s managed to uncover from your shirt. His breathing gets heavy between sloppy kisses along your torso. You grab the edge of the table to steady yourself as he pushes his body down on yours, pulling you closer while also pressing his crotch against yours. You can’t help but let out an airy moan as he groans into your neck.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you baby girl”
Too far out of your mind to even think of a reply your hands are trapped by his once again as he latches for your lips, locking you under him.
You stay like that for a while, lips battling for dominance while his body clearly has the tool on yours.
“My tie-”, he says while pulling back slightly.
Freeing your arms from his grip you grab at his tie, freeing him from it quickly.
He grunts, and pushes your body down on the table one last time. Massaging your shoulders and breasts with large motions as your lips continue to clash, moans escaping the both of you.
The air begins to taste of salt.
He pulls your back up from the table, now seated you can get to work on his buttons. Too slow, he helps you, ripping the rest of it off, patience lost long ago.
You let out another moan at the feel of his body under your fingers, his skin, so close to yours. So much canvas, while he has too little of yours.
The rest of your blouse comes over your head, for the briefest moment he stops to look. While his hands are already working on the buckle of your bra his blue eyes glaze over your breast, adorned with the lacey bra you had chosen especially for this. Hoping for this, rather. The breath that leaves his mouth as your top comes undone is enough for you, enough for you to know that he saw, that he noticed. That he appreciated the choice of underwear, and that he knows you had probably planned it. You know him like that, after all, the small sounds reveal everything. You grin for a moment, before the smile is replaced by an open mouth and knitted brows, as he pushes your bodies together and grinds up into you.
You are so wet already, you can feel the dampness in your pants. The physical deprivation you’ve had to undergo making you so weak, merely the touch of his torso against yours could be enough for you. But it doesn’t have to be. And it won’t.
Haahh, he breathes into your ear, your breasts pressed up against his doing grand things for his lower body and mind alike.
For a moment all you can hear is your breath and his, working in tandem. Both of you too caught up in the feel of each other to be able to do anything else.
It’s you that starts the next step. A needy gasp followed by his name, your hands around his neck, in his hair, on the small of his back, encouraging him to move closer. And he does, bucks into you once again. The wait has done marvels for his dick, now rock hard against your vulva. He groans, you moan. Still too many layers.
A new resolve come over the both of you as you hastily make for his belt and zipper, and he goes for the one at the back of your skirt, unzipping it quickly while motioning for you to lift up your bottom and he slides the garments left on you body off of it. His trousers unbuttoned, it's easy work pulling them down enough to free his cock.
You’re back together like glue, his body, your body, it’s hard to tell where one ends and the other begins. It’s tender, but passionate, hurried, but patient. His hand on your jaw, the other, steady, between your shoulder blades. He likes it there, it reminds him of how small you are compared to him, how fragile, but yet so powerful. Your hands around his neck, pulling at strands of hair. Bodies becoming one, as you were made to be.
“Y/n…”
“Uh-huh”. A yes, you know, you need it just as much as he does.
He pulls away slightly, your hand moving down to help with the positioning. You scoot your ass a bit further off the table, holding more weight on the arm behind you instead.
Breaths.
With his cock in his hand he gives you a quick glance, making sure you’re ready, before he pushes into you.
Moans.
“Reiner.”
“Y/n.”
“Hnn”
It’s a mess, nothing makes sense, yet nothing has ever made more sense.
“ Haah… ”
You can’t tell which of you the sounds are coming from, probably from both of you.
He starts moving slowly and you can barely stay upright. Your head falls back and you eyes nearly leave your skull.
It’s a miracle you can fit him after all this time, he’s so full inside of you. You can feel all of him, his head, his veins, his pulse.
“ Fuuck ,
I can’t move, you’re too tight”
You soak up the feeling of him. With his dick inside you you finally feel whole again.
When he starts moving it’s very slow. You can feel the tip of his cock, pushing you open.
“ Hnn ”, it almost hurts.
He groans.  
Suddenly he’s all the way inside you, and you both pause, struggling for air.
“Fuck, y/n,
I’m gonna-
I can’t-“
Incoherent little words leave his mouth,
“Uh-uh baby, me too, just, hn , fuck me first.”
He’s not hard to ask. Your word is law as far as he’s concerned. It takes all his willpower not to cum right then and there.
He grabs your butt, bending his knees a bit more under the table, and starts fucking right up into you with all his might, just the way you like it. If you weren’t seeing stars already you certainly were now.
Neither of you last very long, it’s been too long, everything feels so good.
“Y/n, I’m gonna,”
“You can baby, I’m close too,”
And with that you can feel his body shuddering as he pushes into you one last time, and lets go. His cum inside you is enough to drive you over the edge as well, and the room is filled with echoes of your orgasms as the both of you come undone. Your hands all over him, his hands all over your, bodies morphed into one. Still breathing heavily, the air surrounding you is thick with the smell of sex.
As you cool down you notice how sweaty you’ve become, his chest sticking to your skin. So does some of his paperwork, you notice, and you shake your hand to get it off, noting how his once neatly stacked pile is now spread all over the desktop and floor.
You hear a breathy laugh in your ear,
“I really need to get rid of all this paperwork”, he smiles,  “I’ll talk to my boss about it first thing tomorrow.”
“Sounds like a plan”, you smile in return, stroking some of his damp hair away from his face.
“It’s way too sticky to have sex on anyway”
You both laugh, “I’ve missed you”, you let him know.
“Me too baby. I’ve missed you too, y/n.”, followed by a happy sigh as he wraps his arms around you one last time, holding you close, before you both get up to leave. Taking the way home, hand in hand.
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koushisbabie · 3 years
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the library (drabbles/oneshots etc)
suga
shibari (almost smut)
suna
an angel?
kenma
lovebites
nights w kenma
tsukishima
where were we?
atsumu
one-day-date
headcanons
being kenma’s best friend
general sugawara headcanons
kisses part one
kisses part two
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starsformyuniverse · 2 months
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|Reconciliation|Bokuto Kōtarō|
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Synopsis: Y/n l/n and Bokuto live two completely different lives.Your settling down and in law school while he's still playing volleyball.With a shocking turn of events, will you two reconcile again?
AN: Sorry I been gone!just tired but I'm back and ready to give you guys more of stories! &lt;3
|02: New Beginnings
Chapters:
|01: The first day of forever
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You weren't the type to admit things, but this time, you couldn't back out of this one. You tried to shove it deep down, within you. Forget about it, move on with your life, but you know. Everyone knows. You would not even be surprised if Bokuto even knew. You never held anyone as close to your heart as you held Bokuto.
Shifting out of your thoughts, you sniffled and looked at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes were red and puffy, your mascara was stained from all the crying, and your hair was a mess. You looked like you lost a fight with a middle-school girl.
You laughed at that thought as you took a few minutes to do the daily tasks needed for human survival. You did your hair, took the makeup off and brushed your teeth. You threw on a pair of leggings and a blue sweater Akaashi let you borrow. You smiled as you looked way better.
Thank god for Akkasshi
"N/n! Are you coming??"Akashi asked.Snapping out of your thoughts, you quickly tried to find your shoes as you yelled back,"Yes! Hang on !"Akaashi was always so early to things.You on the other hand.. were not.You and Akaashi were going to go look at a roommate's apartment kinda thing. You both knew you couldn't stay there with your ex living there and all.You both also knew you could not stay with Akaashi. Even though you hadn't seen your ex in days, you still felt his presence  as you stepped out into the living room of the apartment you guys shared." Ready?" He asked, giving you a warm smile as he opened the door out into the old moldy hallway that smelled of mill dew and old lady.
You hate change.It generally makes you psychically sick and sometimes really dizzy.It happened once in junior year of high school. You got sick during a big volleyball tournament and got genuinely really sick. You hoped and prayed that whoever this roommate was did not have a girlfriend or anything. The last thing you need is someone's crazy girlfriend up your ass anything to live with their partner as a roommate.
"Look...Um n/n I should tell you now",Akaashi trails off nervous as his eyes dart around waiting for your reaction.
"That apartment that is looking for a roommate… Is an old friend of mine." He trailed off. Your heart stopped. You felt nervous and very worried."... who?"you ask, trying not to make it obvious you were kinda getting worried . Akaashi wanted what was right for you. He knew this wasn't ideal, but he cared about you and wanted you to get out of that apartment with your ex.Your mind raced as he was silent.Who was it?? Oikawa?? No,he's in Argentina.Iwazumi?? He's with him out there. Hinata?? Your mind raced trying to scramble to find who was the candidate but Akaashi mustered up all his courage and with a big sigh and some worry he turns to you and says...
"Bokuto"
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AN: Heyyy I am back!<;3
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