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Hi I hope you’re having a good day :)

I saw your event and was hoping I could request something from situations number 7 please with Tsukishima please and could it maybe be … NSFW

Hello! Thank you for requesting! I hope you like this! 💗

Warning: NSFW

Tsukishima Kei + situation #7 “Snowed In” + NSFW

“It’s really not that bad Kei,” you roll your eyes in the dark at your boyfriend. He was grumbling off and on for about an hour now since the power went out.

A huge freak blizzard was currently ripping through Miyagi, leaving you both, and many others stranded inside their homes. Luckily, Japan’s building codes were up to date for these type of disasters, and you weren’t too scared of damages to your house. To be honest, you were a bit fascinated by it all, this was the first time you’ve seen this big of a snowstorm in Sendai.

“We just bought this house,” Tsukishima hissed, but there was no real bite to it, instead, he sounded exhausted.

You looked at him in the dim light of the living room and indeed, there was exhaustion written all over his face.

You frowned and took his hand in yours, “Hey, nothing’s going to happen to the house, it’s brand new, it’s going to be fine,” you smile reassuringly.

Tsukishima frowned even more when he felt how cold your hands were in his. You were ice cold this whole time and you said nothing?

“You’re cold,” he said matter-of-factly.

You were bundled up in many layers, as was he, but the chill still crept in through the bubble wrapped windows and thick, weatherproof curtains.

“Well there’s no power and it’s like -12 degrees outside,” you chuckle a little, “I’ll be okay.”

He felt the guilt creeping up on him for the way he behaved, his grumpiness was definitely the reason you hadn’t said anything about the cold. He had promised himself to try harder to not be as cold towards you, you always made him want to be a better man but sometimes his natural inclination towards pessimism won over.

“Come here,” he mumbled, pulling you against his chest and holding you tight, hoping the body heat would help warm you up.

“Can we go upstairs?” you ask after a few moments.

Kei nodded wordlessly and got up after you, taking your hand and leading you upstairs.

The darkness was already creeping in, and it was only about 5pm, it made things seem a little more gloomy than they were.

Quietly, you both slip into your bed pulling two comforters over your shivering bodies and huddling close.

“It’s getting colder,” you whisper, a noticeable shake to your voice.

He nodded, “We already lit the candles but I doubt they’ll do much good in this weather.”

You took a few moments before responding with what you wanted to say, “I know something that might help…”

“What is it?” he asked, caressing your cheek.

“This,” you smashed your lips against his before he could gather a coherent thought.

It took him a few seconds to catch himself before he was kissing you back just as eagerly. Tongues mingled, and hands grabbing and pulling at each other’s clothes.

Soon there was no barrier between you two, and the temperature seemed to definitely have gone up a few notches.

Your boyfriend flipped you over easily and gave you that familiar smirk, “This is what you wanted this whole time?”

“Shut up and kiss me,” you retort, pulling him down to kiss you again.

He chuckles a little when he pulls away, “Well let me warm you up first…” and with that he disappears under the covers.

Within a minute he had you gasping and moaning, all the sounds echoing in the silence.

Your hands reached down to grasp at his hair as he licked between your sensitive folds, and his two of his fingers expertly drilled into you.

Eventually his mouth latches onto your clit, and sucks until your legs are shaking with the force of your orgasm.

“Kei!” you gasp, trying to push him away when the overstimulation becomes too much.

He pulls back and licks his lips as he emerges from under the covers, “Are you warm now?”

“I am but… I’m getting chilly again,” you pout, smirking as you feel his erection on your thigh.

“Good thing I have something else to warm you up with then,” he grins and slides into you.

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Why do you think they're ruining his whole career?

Don’t you think they are?

There is basically no promo for LP1 and the promo they have planned it’s basically for the UK audience. So far you have one event for Paris! And that’s it. They didn’t promote SIU much and AIWFC appeared out of nowhere and no promo for it either. Don’t you see anything wrong here?

They make everything about her and she is everywhere that Liam is. They connected him with a girl that’s young and it’s raising doubts about her real age. It makes him look bad as fuck. Don’t you see anything wrong here?

They give him photoshoots and magazine covers, the interviews are more about One Direction and stunts than Liam’s actual career. Don’t you see anything wrong here?

They made the HUGO deal which is very good for him and gives him a new audience, but then it’s revealed that Liam actually didn’t know he had to be naked and he drank during the shoot to make it through the whole thing. He said that after he “felt hollow”. Don’t you see anything wrong here?

What do you think the GP thinks about him? They garnered some sympathy with Straight Talking and him talking about his mental health, but the same week they made him defend the teenager’s age. So there goes the GP support! Fans are tired of this whole situation so they keep leaving due to their own mental health and anxiety. 

And this is just the tip of the iceberg. Things started to go downhill last year!

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HI Shan Baby!!! 😊😊😊😊😊 Your Christmas event sounds incredibly nice! Hope you don't mind me joining in!

Could I please request sticked under the mistletoe with kuroo (nsfw)? Thank you in advance for all of your time and effort! Sending you a huge Kith! 😘

Hi Mer! Thank you for requesting! I hope you like this! <3

Warning: NSFW

Kuroo Tetsurou + situation #18 “Getting Stuck Under the Mistletoe” + NSFW

“Tetsu!” you gasped, breathing heavily as his teeth grazed your clit.

Kuroo smirked and you could feel it. It was unfair the way he had you like putty in his hands, literally.

Both his hands gripped onto your thighs in a bruising grip as his tongue continued its assault between your legs.

Despite the undeniable pleasure coursing through you, a tiny part of your brain clung to reality, and that reality was that you were in a very open place. A conference room to be exact, while your office Christmas party was in full swing right outside the door.

“Kuroo,” you moaned again, knowing it would get his attention.

Your friend with benefits of the past couple of months stopped abruptly. He looked up at you, and you almost moaned out loud again at his disheveled hair that somehow looked even sexier, and your juices glistening on his chin.

He licked his lips and rose an eyebrow at you, “What did I tell you about using my last name outside of the office?”

“But we are in the office, Kuroo-san,” you smirked, a glint of mischief in your eyes.

He gave you a lazy grin but you could see the danger behind those hazel eyes, and it made your legs quiver with excitement.

“Smart mouth as usual,” he quipped, pinching your left thigh and rising to his feet.

You gaped at him, “What are you doing?”

“This,” before you could think, his lips were on yours, tongues mingling, letting you taste yourself, you couldn’t deny the eroticism of it turned you on even more.

Your legs clamped around his waist and pulled him closer, letting your soaked folds grind against his hard bulge from your perch on top of the giant conference table. Good thing he wore black slacks tonight.

Your hot and heavy makeout session continued for a few more minutes, both your hands roaming and groping at each other like horny teenagers. If you were thinking straight you might be embarrassed but alas, Kuroo’s tongue down your throat, and his hand reaching into your dress and pinching your nipple distracted you enough.

You vaguely hear your name being called from outside the room and you muster some sort of self-control to break away from the raven-haired man.

He looks at you confused for a moment before he hears the voices nearing the room as well.

Earlier you’d told your co-workers you had too much to drink and you were going to the conference room for a bit to sober up with some water. They were probably coming to check on you.

There was some fumbling with the doorknob which had you and Kuroo quickly snapping back to reality and attempting to look as presentable as possible.

You looked frantically around the room for your missing panties, panicking slightly when they were nowhere in sight. You re-adjusted your dress and quickly sat down, while Kuroo stood and pretended he was rubbing your back, just as two of your co-workers barged into the room.

“Y/n! Kuroo? Everyone is looking for you two, we’re about to pick names for the mistletoe game,” they both giggled.

“Are you okay enough to play, y/n?” one girl asked, and you almost felt bad for deceiving them.

You forced a smile and nodded, “Sure, I’ll join you.”

“Why are you here, Kuroo-san?” the other, bolder one questioned.

“Uhh, I was passing by and noticed y/n in here, she didn’t look too good so I came in to check on her,” he lied smoothly.

They both nodded in understanding and waited for you both to get up and follow them out.

You stood uncomfortably amongst your co-workers while Kuroo did the same, busying himself on the other side of the room like he didn’t just leave you high and dry without even making you cum.

You rubbed your thighs together and suppressed a groan of annoyance, you really didn’t enjoy being panty-less in a room full of your co-workers and boss.

Kuroo caught your eye and smirked at you across the room, gesturing for you to look down.

You gasped just as they called your name as the next pick for the mistletoe, but that wasn’t the reason. In his hands was the lacy, red fabric of your missing underwear.

You barely had time to register your co-workers cheering you on and pushing you under the mistletoe, just as they pushed Kuroo as well. Just your luck.

“I’m going to kill you Tetsu,” you hissed quietly at him.

He laughed softly, “Oh? You’re gonna have to kiss me first, especially if you want these back.”

You almost punched him in frustration right there till the cheers of “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” echoed through the room.

Kuroo grinned again, “That’s our cue,” he leaned down and pulled you flush against him before kissing you under the mistletoe.

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Your event sounds really cute~

Can I request Kita with "Secret Santa" (SFW) please?

Hello! If you’re still around, I hope you like this! It got a bit long >.<

Kita Shinsuke + situation #22 “Secret Santa” + SFW

Kita stares at the paper in his hands as he gets comfortable under the kotatsu. Your name is scrawled on it in your neat handwriting, and the longer he stares, the warmer his cheeks get.

“Shinsuke?”

He vaguely hears someone calling his name but it doesn’t register, he’s still too caught up in the flimsy piece of paper between his fingers.

“Shinsuke, are you sick?” his grandmother’s voice finally breaks through.

“Huh? No? Uh, sorry grandma, I’m just a bit tired,” he gives her a small smile of reassurance.

She nods and goes back into the kitchen.

For the first time in a long while, Shinsuke spends the entire night restless, tossing and turning, and waking up feeling tired and groggy.

“You didn’t sleep well?” Aran asks on their walk to school, there’s a tinge of disbelief in his voice.

“I didn’t, had a lot on my mind,” Kita responds with a sigh.

“You’re not one for overthinking though,” his friend says matter-of-factly.

Kita sighs, “I know.”

The day drags by slowly but all that’s on Shinsuke’s mind is what he should get you for the gift exchange. He had less than two weeks to prepare, and with practice on weekends as well, his time was even less.

That evening at practice he greets you politely as usual, giving you a small smile as he usually does. He observes with quiet interest the way the other boys in the team flock to you.

You’re the sole manager for the boys volleyball team, and that was a task too much for one person, but somehow you managed to keep on top of things. You had a feeling the boys definitely went easy on you though, and you were grateful. There was no way you could handle those boys in their regular chaotic state.

You sigh in annoyance at the tingling in your throat, you’re recovering from a nasty cold that had you out for about a week, but it left some lingering effects.

A few coughs later and a hand reaches out with a packet of cough drops in front of you. You smile a thanks at Suna and gratefully accept them.

Kita’s lips are drawn into a frown. This was the problem. Getting you a present was the hardest thing because no matter what you needed, someone else was immediately there with it. He was never the type to be pushy so he was glad the other boys were always ready to help whenever you needed it.

You stay behind after practice after everyone’s left, besides the captain. He thanks you quietly as you help him put things back in place and lock up the gym.

“I’ll walk you home, it’s already dark out,” Kita tells you when you both exit the gym.

You’re so glad it’s too dark for him to see the blush on your cheeks, you’d had a crush on him for so long but it didn’t seem like he was interested in anything more, so him walking you home was like a treat. It also gave you time to find out what he’d like from his secret Santa.

Unfortunately, your silly cough chose just that time to come back, and you were coughing profusely and apologizing whilst walking home.

Kita was concerned, you looked like you were having a hard time, he also noticed that you weren’t wearing a scarf so he did the gentlemanly thing and wrapped his around your neck.

“It’ll help keep you warm,” he mumbled, looking away to hide his reddening cheeks.

“I—uh, thank you,” you answered, eyes wide, and clutching at the thick knit of his cream scarf.

You spent the entire night giddy over the small interaction, all the while washing and drying the scarf to return it to him the next day.

You did so with a shy smile and compliment on how soft and lovely the scarf was.

Kita took it from you with a smile and nodded, “My grandma knitted it for me, I’ll be sure to pass on the compliments.”

The interaction was a blessing in disguise for Shinsuke, giving him the perfect idea for a present.

When he gets home he immediately goes to his grandmother for a little assistance, and starts making your present from scratch, with a hopeful heart that you’d like it.

On the day of the secret Santa gift exchange, Kita is a bundle of nerves, but no one would be able to tell from his stoic disposition.

You were also a nervous wreck, but EVERYONE could tell. It was the third time Atsumu had offered you some water, and the umpteenth time Akagi asked if you needed to go to the nurse.

When the gift exchange is in full swing and it becomes his turn, Kira’s cheeks are red and the team is more than surprised to say the least. You even see Suna whip out his phone but you’re too shocked to stop him when the Captain makes his way over to you.

“Merry Christmas y/n,” he tells you softly, offering his present to you.

“You’re my secret Santa?!” you gasp.

He nods, and smiles as you take the present.

“Wait! I’m yours too! I mean— I’m your secret Santa, not YOURS yours,” you ramble, feeling the heat rising up your chest and neck, as a few snickers and coughs float around the room.

You scramble around for his present and hold it out to him, “Merry Christmas Shinsuke!”

Kita’s heart speeds up a bit as he takes the present.

“So are you guys gonna kiss now?” Atsumu asks, breaking the moment.

Kita turns swiftly to glare at him making the setter wither under his gaze.

“K-kiss?” you stammer, eyes wide.

“Yes,” Aran replies to your surprise, “We went through all this struggle to make sure you two got each other in the secret Santa just so you’d confess to each other and you’re still hopeless,” he sighs.

Kita notices how you’ve grown intensely flustered, he grasps your hand gently and rushes out of the gym with you to spare you both any further embarrassment.

“Does this mean you…feel the same?” you ask after a few moments of silence.

Kita looks and you and nods, “I do, open your present,” he urges.

You’re already too giddy by his confession but you do as he says and you’re shocked to see a knitted scarf exactly like his.

“Shinsuke, it’s so beautiful, thank you!” you gasp, wrapping it around your neck immediately to match his.

“I knitted it myself,” he admits bashfully.

Your heart soars at that and you lean over, wrapping your arms around him, “How did I get so lucky?”

Kita chuckles, “Shouldn’t I be the one asking that?“

You giggle and lean up to kiss his cheek, pulling away quickly at the cheers from the gym doorway where the entire team stood watching you two.

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Hi hi I was wondering if I could request for your event for the situation prompt 5 and for suna please. I hope you have a great day ☺️ oh and sfw pls

Hello! Thank you for requesting, I hope you like this one! <3

Suna Rintarou + situation #5 “Sweaters” + SFW

The holidays were always a drab. The nonstop pressure of getting all the work done before the winter break, no matter how short it may be, the last-minute holiday shopping, the persistent clients who never seem to be satisfied, and the list goes on. You’re not sure what you did to deserve this but you heave a deep sigh and apply a final coat of lipgloss before adjusting your sweater and walking out of the restroom.

Tonight was the holiday party of one of your PR company’s top clients, EJP Raijin, and as such, your entire team was required to attend. Yes, even a holiday party was deemed “work.” This wasn’t just any ordinary holiday party though, no, these grown ass professional volleyball players decided to throw an ugly sweater party.

Now on your perfectly lovely Saturday night, which you could’ve spent doing a number of other things, you were stuck wearing a hideous holiday sweater with Rudolf’s face plastered onto it, and a dangling red pompom for a nose.

“What’d I miss?” you ask one of your co-workers as you slip into the space next to her.

“Nothing important, just the typical sleazy old men trying to get young girls to go home with them, and the drunk salary boys who think they stand a chance,” she rolled her eyes, taking a sip from her champagne flute.

You sigh in acknowledgement, that’s usually how these things went anyway.

The drinks were endless and free so you decided to let loose a bit, you were just there to enjoy the party anyway.

After your fourth Bellini, cheeks red and feeling flushed, you decided to take a step back, maybe find an empty balcony to get some fresh air.

When you finally see an exit, you make a beeline for it.

Unfortunately, things never seem to go your way, you bite back a groan when you see the silhouette of another person already out there. You still go anyway, really in need of some cool, night air.

The silhouette moves away from the corner when you enter the balcony and right then and there you groan out loud in exasperation, “Oh come on!”

Standing there in all his glory, your most troublesome client, Suna Rintarou, decked in a hideous sweater to boot.

Suna raises an eyebrow at your outburst, a slight smirk tugging at his lips.

“Are you okay?” he questions cheekily, sliding right over into your personal space, but not touching you.

“I’m fine, can you leave?” you retort, not caring how rude it was.

“Why would I? I was here first,” he cements, leaning against the intricate iron railing.

You roll your eyes and mimic him childishly, “Fine, whatever, stay over there,” you mutter, turning to pull away.

You squeak when something hinders your movement, and you turn back around only to see your bracelet hooked up in his sweater. You frantically try to pull it loose, just wanting to be away from the annoying man.

“Would you stop!” Suna chastises quietly.

He grasps your hand gently and pulls you closer so he can inspect the entanglement. It takes him less than a minute, but it felt much longer to you, as he pulls and tugs on the bracelet and his sweater to ensure both things escape with minimal damage.

“Where did you even get this ugly thing?” you ask, using your free hand to grasp the edge of his sweater. It was a shade of red that you had to admit looked good on him, but the pattern of an upside-down twerking Santa Claus, and a slogan that read ‘I got Ho’s in different area codes’ really stood out. So tacky.

“Atsumu gave it to me as a Christmas present last year,” he mumbles, still concentrating on untangling you both.

“How tacky,” you whisper, still looking down at the sweater, ignoring the way your heart sped up as you inhaled his cologne and followed the outline of his broad chest and shoulders with your eyes.

You didn’t even notice that you were untangled and Suna was looking down at you quietly, observing the way your fingers played with the end of his sweater.

It wasn’t until he urges you to look up with a hand on your cheek, that you notice how close you were, and instinctively you move closer to his warmth.

“You’d think you would be used to being this close to me now,” he mutters, an amused smirk on his face.

“Shut up Rin,” you mumble, cheeks red, “We should head back in, people will notice we’re gone.”

He hums in agreement, “But first,” he pulls you in and kisses you deeply.

Just when you’re getting into it, he pulls away, leaving you pouting.

“We should tell people we’re dating soon,” he tells you, before letting you go.

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number 7 situation x osamu thank you❤️

Thank you for requesting anon! I hope you like this <3

Miya Osamu + situation #7 “Snowed In” + SFW

You awaken to the sound of pots and pans clanging. It’s a strange one considering the time, and quickly puts your senses on high alert. You jump out of bed and look at the clock to make sure you just didn’t wake up earlier than usual.

“Samu?” you call softly from the staircase as you make your way down into the kitchen.

“Hm?” he grunts, offering no more words as his hands expertly form the rice into the triangle shape of onigiri.

You yawn a little and stretch before making your way around the counter.

“Why are you still home my love?” you frown noticing the tension in his shoulders, and the unusual harshness with which he handled the rice.

“Look outside,” he mumbles grumpily.

His answer confuses you, but you do as he says and gasp when you push the thick winter curtains aside to be met with a world of white covering everything.

Living in this part of Hyogo, you’re used to snow in the colder months but this was the first time you’d ever seen this much. It had to be at least halfway up the front door.

You finally understand why your husband was still home at 7am, rather than already opening the shop for breakfast.

“We’re snowed in!” you giggle happily. It was such a rare thing that it actually made you so giddy.

Your days were usually routine, with Osamu working from the early hours of the morning, even before you wake up, then you’d wake up, have breakfast, and join him at the shop a couple streets away until it was closing time. You didn’t mind it, the routine was comforting, and you loved being able to work alongside him and watch him do the thing he was so passionate about.

This was the very first time something like this had ever happened, and as a lover of the cold, and all things comfy, it was the perfect, unexpected turn of events…for you.

Looking back over to your husband, you see his lips drawn into a tight line, and the muscles in his arms flexing as he roughly squeezed on the rice in his hands. Your excited mood immediately deflated.

“Samu, what’s wrong?” you ask, placing a hand on his forearm gently.

“Nothing,” he answers in a clipped tone, arranging the onigiri on two plates next to steaming hot bowls of miso soup, and freshly grilled pieces of salmon.

The breakfast smelled heavenly, but your appetite was already a bit diminished by his cold demeanor.

No more words were said after that, and you both ate breakfast in silence at the table.

You sighed, clearing away the dishes and washing them immediately.

Before you head back up the stairs for a shower, you stop and look at Osamu.

“One day off from work won’t kill you Osamu,” you stated, “You work every single day, even when you’re sick, is it so bad to have one day off?” you ask, looking at him.

He looks at you with an unreadable expression on his face, but you know he’s thinking about what you said. He may be a lot of things but he wasn’t inconsiderate to others words or feelings.

“Or is it that you don’t want to be stuck here with me?” you blurt out and immediately regret it. You didn’t want to voice that insecurity, but your emotions got the better of you.

“What?! Sweetheart of course I—”

“Don’t answer that, Samu, I’m sorry I said anything,” you cut him off, hurrying up the stairs and into the bathroom.

The hot water quickly fogs up the entire bathroom, making it a nice little sauna, and a quick retreat from the cold. You decide on a bath rather than a shower, to clear your head, and hopefully get ahold of your emotions.

There’s a knock on the door and you’re tempted to not answer him but you do anyway.

“What is it?”

“Can I come in?” Osamu asks, always polite, despite having been together for almost a decade now.

You reach over and open the door from your spot leaning against the face sink.

He frowns when he sees the downtrodden look on your face.

“Why would you think that I don’t want to be here with you?” he cuts to the chase.

“Because…look, just leave it,” you sigh, turning off the water in the tub and pressing the button to keep it heated.

“No, we’re married, I don’t understand what I did to make you think that way,” he persists.

You turn to look at him, “We barely spend any time together apart from work, when was the last time we even went on a date? Yeah, we see each other everyday but we don’t actually talk or spend quality time together, alone,” you emphasize on the ‘alone.’

“Today is the first time in ages that we have together, away from everything else, and you don’t even want to be here,” you choke up at the end.

Osamu sucks in a deep breath himself, “Sweetheart, I’m sorry, I never noticed, I’m so caught up in work, trying to make this into something more for us, for our future together, I had no idea you felt this way, I’m so sorry,” he sighs, moving closer to you and brushing your hair out of your face.

You nod, “I see.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to be here, it’s just that I’m so worried something is going to go wrong without me there, of course I want to be here with you, and I’m sorry I made you feel like I don’t,” he wipes away the few tears on your cheeks gently with his thumbs.

You sniffle and nod again, afraid to speak and fumble over your words.

“Let me show you how much I want to be here,” he murmurs, pulling off his shirt, the rest of his clothes soon following, as well as your towel, as he leads you into the tub, sinking into it together.

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hiii! can i request prompt of the dialogue

“Baby, it’s cold outside.” with Miya Osamu SFW please? thank you! <3

btw, im sorry if i don't write this well, english it's not my first lenguaje, so sorry

Hello! Thank you for requesting! Your English is totally fine, no need to worry! I hope you enjoy this piece for Osamu💗

Miya Osamu + dialogue #20 "Baby, it's cold outside" + SFW

“Osamu! I asked you so many times to pick up the cake!” you sigh, exasperated.

He was meant to pick up the lovely Christmas cake you’d ordered over a month in advance, just so neither of you would have to slave over it along with your Christmas preparations at Onigiri Miya, and at home.

“I said I was sorry! Things got really busy at the shop today while you were out doing who knows what!” he fired back, also frustrated by the events of the day.

His accusation had you whipping are to stare at him incredulously, “Doing who knows what?? I was out making sure we got presents for your entire family for Christmas, because you forgot about it!”

You see him deflate a little at that, and scrub a palm over his face.

“Look, babe, I—”

“I don’t want to hear it right now, Samu, I’m going to shower and go to bed, I have a headache,” you sigh, moving away from him and towards your shared bedroom and master bath.

Fighting was too exhausting. This season always had emotions running on a high, and every little slip up throws most people into a frenzy, you and Osamu were no exceptions. Just trying to make the holidays go by without a hitch.

After your shower, you felt much less stressed but still upset. You yank on your clothes and turn to face your husband with a scowl when you hear him come in

“You can sleep outside tonight,” you snap at him before he could say anything. You brush past him into your bedroom, ignoring the hurt look that flashes across his face.

You curl up in a ball on your side of the bed, closing your eyes immediately, trying to block everything else out. On the cusp of sleep and wake, you hear Osamu grabbing his pillow and a blanket from the cupboard, before you fall into a restless slumber.

Somewhere throughout the night, after tossing and turning in bed for hours, you reach out for the warm body that’s usually next to yours, only to be met with cold sheets.

Your eyes shoot open and you sit upright, senses coming back to you slowly as to why he wasn’t there. It’s been hours since the argument and now that you’ve simmered down, you feel bad about how it ended, and not giving him a chance to speak.

Kicking off the covers, you head out of the room to find your husband. The moment you step out of the warmth of your bedroom, you feel the draft of the cold, sending a shiver through you. You frown even more. Did he not put the heat on?

The living room was a little more than chilly, and you feel even worse when you zero in on Osamu asleep on the couch with just a thin blanket. You quickly make your way over to him and sit on the edge of the couch shaking him gently.

“Osamu, Samu, wake up my love,” you prod in a soft voice.

He grumbles incoherently but doesn’t fully wake up.

You frown and shake him a little more, “Samu, please…”

After a few more tries, he finally wakes up and sits up on the couch, confused.

“Why are you out here, love?” he frowns, yawning.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” you apologize, “I’m just so stressed out and I know you are too, I should’ve been more understanding,” you sigh.

Osamu frowns, “…you should’ve, but I also should’ve done my part because I said I would, and I’m sorry for implying that you were out doing nothing,” he sighs.

“C’mere,” he beckons you closer into a hug.

You heave a heavy sigh and bury your face in his neck but pull back after ply a moment. His skin is cool to the touch and you feel guilty.

“Come inside?” you ask when he looks at you confused.

“Didn’t you tell me to sleep outside?” Osamu asks, and you can see the small smile on the corner of his lips, and the mirth dancing in those grey eyes.

“Yes,” you laugh, hitting his arm, “but…baby, it’s cold outside.”

He raises an eyebrow at that, “Corny much?” he snickers, forcing a blush on your cheeks that he can see even in the dark.

“Shut up,” you mumble, hiding your red face in his shoulder.

You feel his body vibrate when he chuckles.

“Come on then,” he laughs and slings you over his shoulder as he stands up, making you squeal.

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HELLO MADEMOISELLE

For the Christmas event! Can i request the prompt “But it’s Christmas…you’re supposed to be here with me.” from Dialogues, maybe angst to fluff (it just gives me that vibe), with uhhh, hardest decision of my life because i love Miya four all the same way, but since i'm in my Suna phase, i'd like to request it for Suna! Thank you and Merry Christmas <3

Hello! I am so sorry for this being so late, but I hope you like it anyway! <3

Suna Rintaro + dialogue #25 “But it’s Christmas…you’re supposed to be here with me.” + SFW

The lights from the small Christmas tree in your living room reflect on the floor to ceiling windows of your upscale, high rise apartment. The scene is romantic, but you feel nothing close to that right now.

The apartment is silent save for the flickering and crackling of the fake fireplace under your flat screen tv. You down the contents of your mug on the coffee table and sit up, trying to shake off the heavy feeling of hurt and disappointment.

You loved the holidays, and you were looking forward to them especially this year because it was the first one since you and your boyfriend moved in together. You worked so hard to make the apartment festive, lights, a Christmas tree, stockings hanging on your fake fireplace, even a mistletoe above the entrance, but none of it mattered now. You were sitting alone in this beautiful apartment you two had chosen together, your boyfriend nowhere in sight. You hadn’t bothered to turn the lights on after heating up and eating a microwave dinner, all thoughts of a fancy Christmas Eve dinner were out the door.

Last week, out of nowhere, over dinner, he’d told you that he wouldn’t be home for Christmas, that he had a practice game in Fukuoka. He said it as though it was nothing at all, in that same nonchalant way he said most things. You were stunned to silence, before exploding later that night.

He said he was going to take Christmas Eve and Christmas off, months in advance, yet somehow he managed to forget, and since the other players DIDN’T forget, they got their time off and he, and a few others had to play in the games. You slept with your backs facing each other that night, and he left on the evening of the next day without saying much to you, or vice versa.

In his defense, he did try calling you but you were too angry to answer, then the anger simmered down into hurt. You’d read his messages alerting you to his safe arrival, and breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how angry you were, you wouldn’t wish for anything horrible to happen to him.

After two days of unanswered calls, he stopped trying. There was no contact from him at all today, and despite it being partly your fault for not answering, you couldn’t help but feel even worse.

You look at the time on your phone, 11:52pm, almost Christmas. Not wanting to spend even more time wallowing in self-pity, you quickly turn your phone off and head to your room, burying yourself under the warm covers, fully planning to sleep this terrible Christmas away.

The night is unfortunately restless, you toss and turn the whole time. Unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend is in the same predicament.

Since he left three days ago, Suna hasn’t been able to sleep well. He’s been so off his game, and it’s more than noticeable. They were just practice games but that doesn’t stop his coach from, rightfully, giving him gripes about it. He just can’t shake the look on your face off when he’d told you that he wouldn’t be there. He knew you would take it hard but you looked so destroyed that he felt like the biggest piece of trash on the planet.

He groans again and turns on his other side, trying in vain to get some rest. He checks his phone again hoping to see a message or a missed call from you, but there aren’t any. He diverts to your social media accounts, but there’s no activity on them either.

When the morning clears, you don’t feel any less bad than the night before. It is Christmas though, and despite your mood, you’re determined to at least do something nice for yourself.

After a while of lazing in bed, you get up and brush your teeth and take a shower, slipping into your ugly Christmas sweater that you and Rin had planned to match and wear today.

Michael Buble is crooning his Christmas hits, and the room fills with the smell of fresh cinnamon rolls in the oven. You hum along to the tune of “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas,” as you carefully brew your coffee.

Your phone rings and startles you a bit, you hesitate to answer when you see Rintaro’s face pop up on the screen, but after a few more rings you give in, because you miss him, and today is Christmas.

“…hello?”

“I’m sorry,” is the first thing he says, and from the tone of his voice, you know he means it.

You sigh and swallow heavily, that tight feeling in your chest coming back, “I’m not going to say it’s okay because it isn’t,” you reply honestly.

Suna sighs tiredly, “I know, but I am sorry, it was my mess up, I should’ve requested the time off earlier and—”

“I’m glad you acknowledge that, but it’s Christmas…you’re supposed to be here with me,” your voice catches on the last word as you tear up again.

Suna feels his heart clench painfully in his chest, “Please don’t cry, love.”

You take a deep breath trying to gather yourself, “Merry Christmas, Rin, I hope you have a good one.”

“I will once I get one of those cinnamon rolls,” is his response.

“What? How did you--?”

The doorbell cuts you off and you head towards it, phone still in hand, heart racing a little too quickly.

“I forgot my keys home,” he smiles at you when you open the door.

“Rin!” you gasp, diving into his arms.

He holds you tight, spinning you around in the entrance of your apartment.

“Merry Christmas, Suna,” you grin at him.

He frowns and pouts, “Don’t call me that.”

“I love you, Rin,” you laugh at his miffed expression.

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❆Tsumtsumland's "All I Want for Christmas" Event❆

Hi lovely followers (and non-followers who may happenstance upon this post)! It's been a really long time, and for that I apologize. Real life has been crazy busy, and my physical and mental health have been up and down. I, unfortunately, have had way too much on my plate to write anything, BUT I love the holidays! Winter is also my favorite season, so in honor of that, I'm hosting this small event!

I'm so happy to invite you to request a cute drabble (maybe a one-shot, depending on how long it turns out) based on one of these fluffy prompts <3

RULES:

*Please send in ONE Haikyuu character of your choice and ONE prompt.

*There are two prompt lists in the post, one is "Dialogue" and the other is "Situations" please specify which one you'd like!

*Please specify NSFW or SFW.

*My original rules also apply to this event.

EVENT CLOSED!

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yaho bae 😘💖 i’m here for your Christmas Event!! 🎄 may i request something SFW with Daichi in a baking Christmas goods situation (23)? thank you so much!! love ya bae!! ❤️

HELLO bae! I got way carried away with this fic, but I hopeeee you like it! <3

Sawamura Daichi + situation #23 “Baking Christmas Goods” + SFW

Daichi hummed quietly as he maneuvered around the small kitchen in his apartment. An array of ingredients sat on the countertop balancing precariously beside a bowl, scales and a wooden spoon. Christmas music was playing softly from the radio in the corner, loud enough to be heard in the kitchen but quiet enough to not disturb anyone else. He’d recently put up some modest Christmas decorations around the apartment after an extensive conversation with you about how much you liked it. The bright lights and cheery atmosphere really helped get him in the mood for what he was about to do.

Bake you Christmas cookies.

The officer smiled to himself as he thought about the rapidly approaching holiday. Christmas was always so magical and he really enjoyed it. Seeing the reactions of his parents, siblings, and friends when they opened their presents on Christmas morning never failed to make him smile. He was hoping to bring an extra special smile to your face with his efforts this year. This would be your second Christmas together, but the first one sharing an apartment, so he hoped that he could make it memorable.

You could hear the faint Christmas music as drifting down the hallway when you opened the door of your home office/craft room, and it instantly brought a smile to your face. You listened for a minute or two, just taking a small break from your tasks. You turned back to your work and closed the door, leaving Daichi to continue doing whatever he was doing.

An hour passed before you became worried. The comforting smell of baked goods that had permeated the room had now turned into the smell of something burning. You stood quickly and made your way towards the kitchen.

Daichi was still humming to himself as he cleaned up, blissfully unaware of the burning treats.

“Daichi?”

“Oh, hi darling!” Daichi exclaimed, turning to face you as he dried his hands on a dishcloth. He looked up frowning, “Didn’t I tell you not to come into the kitchen until I was finished?” he asked with a pout.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” you hinted, amused eyes flitting to the oven, that now had thin tendrils of smoke drifting from it, and back to Daichi.

Daichi looked thoughtful for a few seconds, twisting the dishcloth in his hands. A look of realisation dawned upon his face as his head whipped towards the oven.

“Oh crap!” he gasped and rushed over pulling open the door, releasing a cloud of smoke into the kitchen.

A tray full of ruined cookies was dropped onto the countertop, blackened and burned.

Daichi stared at the now destroyed cookies. He’d worked so hard on them! Taking the still hot tray with a dishcloth, he dumped the biscuits into the bin in dismay.

“Honey, are you okay?” your soft voice had him looking up, away from the empty tray.

“Yeah,” Daichi sighed, a sad smile appearing. “I just can’t believe I burned them, should’ve paid more attention,” he mumbled.

“I could help you make some more, if you like?” you offered. Knowing that he wanted to do this himself, of course you left him the chance to decline.

Daichi’s head whipped up to face you, “This was supposed to be a surprise for you though,” he sighed.

You thought about it for a minute, and made your way over to him, wrapping your arms around his middle, he was tense. You looked up to see him peering down on you, “I appreciate the gesture more than you know, my love,” you leaned up and pecked his lips. “But wouldn’t it also be lovely to bake together?”

Daichi looked thoughtful for a moment, then a smile broke out on his lips, “It would…”

“Let’s get started then!” you exclaimed, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the counter.

You two worked in tandem with each other. Daichi measured out the ingredients and handed them to you, who added them to the bowl and mixed them together.

It was perfect until…

“Hey honey,” you called in a singsong voice, a dash of flour ready and waiting in your outstretched palm.

“Yes, darl—" Daichi started, as he turned, his vision was clouded with white as you launched the flour towards him.

When the dust cleared, Daichi looked down at his apron. It, and most of him was covered in flour. He removed his apron and used a still clean part of it to wipe off the thin layer of flour that had settled on his hands. He reached up and swiped down his face, fingers coming away coated in the offending substance.

“And what was the reason for that?” he asked you, working hard to keep laughter out of his words.

Your giggles sounded through the house and made Daichi feel so happy.

“Aw, come on love! It’s funny,” you laughed, a large grin still lighting up your face when you got your laughter under control.

“If you say so,” Daichi replied, remaining stoic as he turned back to the scales. He’d get his revenge, he just had to bide his time.

You carried on with making the cookies, not too hindered by his reaction. You soon let the incident drift away, convinced Daichi had forgotten it too.

The dough was rolled out and cookie cutters used, moulding the dough into every festive shape possible. The tray was filled with the shapes of Christmas trees, gingerbread men, stars, candy canes, holly, stockings, bells, hearts, presents and snowmen. When did Daichi even get so many Christmas themed cookie cutters?

You set a timer as they were placed in the oven, determined not to let your and Daichi’s hard work burn this time.

Daichi took his chance to strike as you two were icing the cookies. The cookies had cooled and you were concentrating as you intricately iced a Christmas tree. Daichi glanced at the icing bag in his hand. He shouldn’t…but it would be so easy to get revenge. He eased some of the icing out, stopping it from dropping to the floor by letting it drop into his palm.

He glanced over at you as you worked hard on icing the cookies. Daichi steeled himself and surged forward, smearing the icing down your cheek.

You gasped and stumbled slightly before turning to face him in shock, “Daichi!” you squealed before diving for your own icing bag and retaliating.

You both rushed to smear icing before the other, laughing as you did.

As the last dregs of icing where thrown, you collapsed against Daichi giggling uncontrollably. Your heart soared when your felt his chest rumbling with laughter as well.

You were the first to break away, scraping some icing out of the bag and smearing it over your lips as Daichi watched with amusement. You turned back to face him before leaning up and kissing him, smiling as you felt him wrap his arms around your waist and pull you closer.

Daichi pulled away, lips now messily coated with icing. “Merry Christmas darling,” he smiled, not relinquishing his hold on you.

“Merry Christmas, honey,” you smiled back, kissing the icing off his lips.

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Hellooo i'd like to take part in the event.

Dialog 19 with Kuroo Tetsurou pls✨

MO <3 thank you so much for requesting, and I'm so sorry that this is so late!

Kuroo Tetsurou + dialogue #19 “That tree is not going to fit…” “I knew it wouldn’t fit.” + SFW

“Tetsu…” you begin, knowing this wasn’t going to end well.

“Don’t worry babe, it’ll fit!” he insists.

To your nosy neighbors, this conversation sounded entirely wrong, which explains the look you both get from the stuck up, rich, housewife from the apartment suite next door, when you both head out for work.

You scoff and roll your eyes, pinching your fiancé in the side when he smirks at the woman. What was the point of owning such an expensive, fancy apartment if you could still hear through the walls?

You look at him as you stop by your car in the lot, “That tree is not going to fit…” you say again, sighing at his unbothered expression.

“I think it’s going to look amazing in our living room,” Tetsurou tells you as he kisses you goodbye and you both go into your separate vehicles for work.

Kuroo grins triumphantly at the massive tree in the conference room at his office. He sizes it up, as he has been since it arrived there.

“Hmm…yeah, it’ll fit…I thinkm” he muses to himself.

One of his subordinates gives him a side glance but says nothing.

The tree was meant to be for the office but since the boss decided they got a bigger and nicer one, this one was to be thrown out. However, Kuroo, despite having more than enough money to buy his own tree, like you’d asked him to, decided that he was going to take this one. It was perfect in his opinion, tall and magnificent, why let it be thrown out? He couldn’t wait to get it home and decorate it, have it standing proudly in your living room.

What he hadn’t thought about was how he was going to transport it from the office to your home. Which is how four of his subordinates find themselves wrangling the giant tree down twenty-six flights of stairs, since it couldn’t fit in the elevator, no matter which way they turned it.

Tying it to the hood of his car proved to be even more stressful than having hoarded the tree down all those stairs, and eventually even his subordinates gave up and left him floundering in the garage.

A scream leaves your mouth even before you can assess the situation when you step foot in the genkan and almost topple over after stepping on a rather large bauble. You manage to steady yourself by holding on to the shoe rack, breathing heavily.

There’s some noise, a clear scuffle, and a few choice curse words before your fiancé comes barreling towards the entrance of your apartment.

“Babe, are you okay?!”

He’s out of breath, and you’re ready to give him a piece of your mind until you look up at him and see the silver tinsel tangled in his hair, and the glitter dust stuck to his face, blinking lightd draw your eyes down to his hands that are wrapped in strings of Christmas tree lights.

You clear your throat, struggling to put on a serious, angry face.

“How exactly were you going to help me with your hands…occupied?” you ask, eyebrow raised.

Kuroo falters for a moment, “I, uh, well, I mean I would’ve found a way,” he gives you a nervous smile.

You shake your head and grab the bauble on the floor as you take your shoes off, heading straight for the living room with Kuroo hot on your heels.

“Y/n, before you say anything��”

“I knew it wouldn’t fit,” you stop short upon the entrance to your living room, making him almost run into you.

The tree was an absolute…eyesore.

light

It was the literal elephant in the room.

Huge and standing in one corner, obscuring a good third of your big screen tv in the middle of the room, and last but definitely not least…the tip was bent being too tall for your ceiling.

It was truly a sight to behold.

“Well, technically, it does fit,” Kuroo offers sheepishly at your distressed expression.

You cringe, then turn to look at him, “Well it’s not like we can do much right now anyway, Christmas is in three days, let’s at least try to make this ugly thing look a little nice,” you tease.

You hear him audibly sigh in relief and can’t help but laugh and tip toe to kiss his cheek.

“Also, we have red and gold baubles…colourful lights…and who even uses tinsel anymore?” you ask.

Kuroo shrugs innocently, “We have 2 more hours before the stores close…”

“Let’s go!” you grab your bag and his hand and make a dash for the door.

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Hi everyone! Just letting you know that I’ve gotten all your requests so far and I’m working on them! ❤️

The event is still open so if you’re interested you can check it out!

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