#atsumu x rea

[kairakeiji]

atsumu’s thinking.

It's a strange thing for him, especially when it involves something other than volleyball. but as he sits in his empty apartment staring at his untouched plate of pancakes, he can’t help the way he thinks about you. he thinks about how you used to sit on the other side of the table, how you’d make his coffee just how he likes it, how pancakes were your favorite breakfast food, how he would buy the ingredients for you before you even asked for them because you stayed over at his place more often than you stayed in your own. he was days away from asking you to move in with him actually. still, he just never found the right chance to ask. so he waited patiently, ready to grab the right moment when it came to him.

but then the plan was thrown out the window in an instant.

sure, it was an argument you started, but it only escalated because of him. it became a conflict he didn’t get to resolve because he let you walk out the door. atsumu’s not even sure if that was a breakup, but considering the way you two haven’t spoken since, it most likely is. it’s been a week, a week for the boy to do nothing but think about the argument. usually, atsumu would dodge blame and would pick a fight with anyone who said he was in the wrong.

but no, in this situation, he’s the stupid one.

and as he sits alone eating breakfast with his stack of too many pancakes for one person, he can’t help the way he thinks about you.

“go apologize,” osamu told him.

“they’re gonna keep being mad at you unless you apologize,” suna scolded.

“what if they’re already done with the relationship?” atsumu sighed, ten shots too deep into the night.

“trust me,” osamu shook his head.

“they’re not.”

atsumu pulls out his phone, taking another forkful of pancakes before scrolling to your contact information. he’s already got your phone number memorized, and he smiles at the memory of you rolling your eyes as he proudly grins after reciting it to you. what osamu said to him continues to stick in his mind. he’s got questions piling on questions as his brain does nothing but think about you.

are you eating breakfast alone too?

are you staring at his contact information just like he is?

are you wasting away at random bars too as your friends try to console you?

or have you moved on already to someone else?

that last question makes atsumu shake his head in complete denial. you can’t, you couldn’t have, he doesn’t think his heart could take something like that, especially when he’s the one at fault.

he hits call before he even notices it.

atsumu’s heart pounds in his chest as it rings, the sheer silence in the room becoming more intolerable with each second that passes.

you should be standing at his coffee machine while he stands at the stove making breakfast, you should be here, eating pancakes with him. you should be in his apartment so he can show you how fun it is to live with him.

you should be here with him.

“hello?”

“is it wrong if i ask you to come over?”

there’s a silence on the other line, one that makes atsumu hold his breath as he waits for an answer.

“why do you ask?”

his heart sighs at the sound of your voice. “because,” he starts, “i have a plate full of pancakes here that i can’t finish alone.”

he hears you sigh on the other line, “tsumu-”

“and a coffee cup that needs to be filled.”

“atsumu i-”

“and a stupid idiot who wants to apologize,” he sighs. “but not over the phone though, in person.”

a brief moment of silence follows, “did samu tell you to apologize in person?”

“no,” he states matter a factly, “i just know i need to do it in person.”

(and he also wants an excuse to see you, because he hasn’t seen you in what feels like forever, but he’s not gonna tell you that right now.)

he hears shuffling on the other line, but you continue to not say a word. “uhh,” atsumu blinks, “yn are-”

“i’m on my way,” you sigh. “don’t make me regret this.”

and he grins, “i promise, you won’t.”

you all know how much i love my atsumu x 5sos agenda aaaaahh 

thanks for reading! reblogs/interaction are always appreciated <3

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[soranihimawari]

Prelude

Once more with feeling

Pairing: timeskip!miya atsumu x reader

Rating: MAA (atsumu angst//has hopeful ending)

Word count: 1k

Warnings?: security breach// mentions leaking of private info in story// stalking and break-ins

You had just begun to date star setter, Miya Atsumu. It was a few months into this relationship when you’re at work and you receive a disturbing call. Your best friend from work sends you an article after hanging up with a reminder to confront your boyfriend’s PR-manager about this. Apparently, there was a breach of security in the encrypted profiles of certain high-caliber players in the JVA. Five hits were discovered for five different athletes and unfortunately, Miya Atsumu was one of the ones that had more troubling information leaked to the public. Since then, you had been seen driving to the Osaka gym where the practice was being held. The PR firm handling the case had sent several representatives who were partnered with everyone at the moment. Just last week, you and Atsumu had spotted a fan lurking around the lobby of his apartment, so he made accommodations to stay in the dorms for new members for the time being.

“Yn-san!” Hinata greets you as you smile at him and glance past the redhead to lock eyes with a sleep-deprived Atsumu. He was seated on the bench as he was working on resetting the passcodes for his home and updating his security details for upcoming games. The general public only knew of a few things he had made known in the recent months: one, his phone number was leaked; second his parents home address in hyogo was made known; third his personal calendar was accessed and your name was thrown to the news media (where mixed reviews of your dating life was scrutinized, but that didn’t matter as long as you two were alright); and fourth, the one neither of you knew of yet, his apartment keypad code was figured out by some die-hard fans.

“Hey,” you were in front of his seated figure, kneeling down, holding his hands on his thighs. He looked so distraught, but he half-smiled just for you. Mein and Coach Foster thankfully told the others to start using the offices above to continue the conversations granting you and him some much needed privacy considering what information was out there now. When the practice gym turns quieter, you tell him to move his hands so you can sit on his lap. He does so, sort of like a mecha. You pick up his arms and wrap them around yourself until he loosens up and he breathes in your perfume. It’s sweet and a little older in terms of the season it’s traditionally worn.

“I’m here now, so you can sleep for a little while, ok?” you whisper against his jaw when he nods against your shoulder. You kiss me corner of his eyes, reassuring him things will turn out ok and his hold on your tightens. Running your hands in his hair, scratching his scalp gently, he breathes steadily almost like he had a good cry before you came in. “I’ll always be in your corner baby.”

Who knew that picturesque moment would be one of the last times in your early twenties would be the last?

+++

Summer in Osaka comes with a few startling revelations. One, Miya Atsumu and you have placed your lovelife on a backburner. He had a lot of away games to be committed to, you had finally received full-time status. It’s not that your lovelife or time spent together was strained because of this, it was also a PR-stunt to keep you two separated since a few stalkers of other players had been arrested for trespassing on private property. Those men and women were sent to psychiatric wards for proper evaluations. You called each other every day, complaining how much you missed each other, yet until it was safe for you to come see him, Atsumu was stuck at the mercy of being with his security and officer detail 24/7.

You choose to surprise him for the ESPN-ASIA gala. You come over unannounced and after being given the new passcode, you unlock his door only to find another woman wearing your boyfriend’s clothes—you read the situation poorly when he comes into his kitchen, trying to explain his innocence, but you lie saying you’re the old owner’s relative. What you don’t see is the officers coming to arrest the deranged woman with the same first name as you since the officers left ten minutes after you leave.

The tabloids and celebrity news from the city do run headlines with your ex-boyfriend’s name printed all over it. You read the articles over and over again even watched the police make an official statement. You jumped to conclusions, like always, it was a trait your exes would mention you needed to work on. You’re appalled at the truth being told to you from everyone but him, and for the first time you come home from work early. You sob into a couch pillow he bought with you apologizing first to the pillow, then to him, then finally to your heart for being so rude.

Life goes on and you decline invitations for most after office group dates. The mere thought of moving forward without gaining proper closure is unfair to a person who would want all of you to himself when your heart is loyal elsewhere. Eventually, no one asks you if you’re a fan of sports at the office you work at now, because on casual Fridays, you wear black, white, and gold. Your office mate, Sobito, wears an Adlers jersey when they figure out you’re still a fan of the MSBY. Without telling Sobito, they saw how your face and mood changes when someone brings up a certain setter’s name. Cornering you in the coffee break room, you ask Sobito to close the door, mentioning you’re going away for a while to work remotely in a different city. Perhaps Osaka was a bit precious for you, so you had to leave to find and work on yourself, then come back. You make a promise to go out once you’re settled in again. Sobito extends their congratulations before they leave with a coffee to their desk.

When you finally learn that lesson of looking before you leap (instead of immediately seeking a conclusion), it’s been over two years and a half since you turned twenty and walked out of Miya Atsumu’s apartment. In that time, you had worked in a new city, went on a few dates (where nothing of substance had developed), but it was time to return. More like your contract for away work had transpired once the project you were managing was completed anyway. Regardless, you forgave your twenty year old self for not hearing Atsumu out; you wish you did because now it’s abundantly clear he still thinks about you when you watch his games: sometimes he shines other times, he dodges the question about the security leaks from years ago. Often, he says besides being exposed like that, he lost someone important because of it. You watched that interview over again on YouTube later, noticing he wrings his hands post-games when his hands shake and you usually hold them to keep him steady. You’re not there so he learns the habit from Aran, who gives him some sound advice. He eventually snaps out of being so blue, but answers more questions quite readily too.

Miya Atsumu didn’t even get a chance to explain, he says to his team one night. They were at an Olympic dinner and the subject of love came about. Your name is brought up by a teammate wondering where you’d been or why you weren’t with him right now. Atsumu downs the rest of his beer as he bitterly concocts the story of how this stalker broke into his apartment, forced herself on him while he was in the shower, only to have you come over unexpectedly, reading too much into the scenario.

“That’s rough, tsum-tsum,” Bokuto’s mouth turns into a surprisingly convincing frown. He pats his friend’s shoulders.

“But knowing yn, they’ll come around eventually,” he adds. “Just give ‘em some time, you’ll see.”

“Yeah,” Atsumu scoffs. He asks if anyone wants another drink. Honeyed eyes that were once cold like dulled amber regain some vitality when hope is restored in his heart. “We’ll see.”

Miya Atsumu, twenty-three, can’t wait until he sees you again. He wants to tell you about his adventures abroad; he wants to tell you what it felt like making the podium with his team at worlds; playing on the same team as his self proclaimed rival idol, Oikawa Tooru. He wants to tell you despite you running out of the apartment, he should have ran after you, tell you the whole story, and make sure to tell you he loves you at least once more. If he does get a chance to do that, he’ll never let you go a second time. Who knew it would be in the evening at the bar the Jackals visit often when he hears a familiar laugh.

“Yn?” he whispers into the bar glass before taking a sip of an imported gin and tonic.

#🌻— flying around collecting pollen—queue #sora after hours #haikyuu x reader #sora scribbles 2022 #timeskip!miya atsumu x reader

[haikyuu-boys-headcanons]

𝙷𝙰𝙸𝙺𝚈𝚄𝚄 𝙱𝙾𝚈𝚂 - 𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙴𝚇 𝙼𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂

hehe, i’m back at it again with one of these long ass posts but this idea’s literally been in my head all day long so here you go !! obvious nsfw warning :)

tw: this whole post is just nsfw and embarrassing to read so read at your own risk >:)

𝙳𝙰𝙸𝙲𝙷𝙸 » during a super intense and loud session, his voice cracked as he asked you “does that feel goOD- good baby?” to this day, he still prays that you couldn’t hear him over the sound of your own moans

𝚂𝚄𝙶𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙰 » you were riding him and he went to slap your ass, but something went wrong either because you were riding too quickly or he was shaking too much, boy ended up slapping himself in the balls. you’ve never heard that boy scream that loud in your life

𝙰𝚂𝙰𝙷𝙸 » literally pulled out in the middle of sex to get up and rush to the corner of his room to flip around his childhood teddy bears. your just laying there with your tiddies and coochie out waiting for asahi to shield the eyes of mr. wiggles

𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙺𝙰 » you two were having pretty intense shower sex until tanaka did the number one thing your not supposed to do during shower sex; this muthafucker slipped while holding you. long story short, y’all were okay but just ended up having nasty shower floor sex??

𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙰 » this tiny ass 5′2 man was unconsciously humping your leg while you were both asleep?? his presumably pleasurable wet dream had turned into a sudden nightmare when you literally had to KICK him off you to stop the humping. bad nishinoya, bad!

𝙺𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚈𝙰𝙼𝙰 » came WAYYY too early inside you, but he was too embarrassed to say anything so he just... kept going. sadly, no one had warned kageyama of the intense effects of overstimulation. he was shaking and whimpering so badly behind you to the point where you had to ask him to pull out and bring him a glass of water to calm down

𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙰 » the first time you squirted on him, he just blatantly asked you these exact few words that left you feeling mortified: “did you just piss on me?” nuh uh hinata, this water fountain ain’t yours to drown in anymore >:( 

𝚃𝚂𝚄𝙺𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙼𝙰 » kei was hitting it from the back pretty hard this time, so hard that you were suddenly... on an angle? suddenly, now you two were much closer to the floor than before. the bed ended up collapsing, yes literally collapsing due to kei’s powerful thrusts. worst part is, nobody got to finish since kei dragged you to ikea to grumpily buy a new bedframe. but hey, he bought you ikea meatballs; that shit hits so different

𝚈𝙰𝙼𝙰𝙶𝚄𝙲𝙷𝙸 » one super duper intense night, he passed out the SECOND he came. no matter how much you flicked the temple of his forehead, yamaguchi was dead asleep. you had to literally slap him awake to get him to clean up, you ain’t risking a ranky stanky UTI puthy in the morning

𝙾𝙸𝙺𝙰𝚆𝙰 » kept calling himself a sex machine during the act. i don’t know if it was due to the 6 tequila shots he had beforehand or just his inner ego revealing, whatever it was it was about to make your pussy close

𝙸𝚆𝙰𝚉𝚄𝙼𝙸 » this one time, he kept going in at a weird angle which caused you to repeatedly queef for 7 minutes straight. every time you told him to pull out and go in properly, he laughed and kept going in at that one weird angle!! was your embarrassment a turn on for him?? maybe!! but were you mortified? absolutely!!

𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃𝚂𝚄𝙽 » i’m sorry to have to be the one to announce this, but this man had the worst case of full blown bush you’ve ever seen. like, he didn’t even try to manscape or anything at all. you ended up begging him to trim just a tiny bit because you weren’t gonna risk choking on a pube whilst your going down on him

𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙸 » rubbed your left labia thinking it was your clit. and he kept doing that. the whole. fucking. time. even when you subtly moved his fingers towards your clit, he just kept going back to the left lip.

𝙺𝚄𝙽𝙸𝙼𝙸 » had the most dry and dull dirty talk you’ve ever heard. like, it’s not even dirty talk at this point; it’s just clean talk. there’s no passion when he talks! he uses the same tone he would use for anyone else at any other moment. to paint the picture, imagine riding kunimi and he’s just there with a furrowed expression like “yup, that feels really good”

𝙺𝚈𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙸 » tried to pull one of those unexpected anal scenes that he saw from a porno, without telling you beforehand. life lesson here; if you party at shit's house, don't be surprised if shit's at the party

𝙺𝚄𝚁𝙾𝙾 » you two were looking to get a little more kinky in terms of BDSM, so kuroo watched like 30 tutorials on youtube on how to safely tie you up so you won’t fall or anything. this bitch ended up tying rope knots that were practically impossible to undo, which resulted in you hanging from the ceiling for approximately 2 hours pussy-ass naked while kuroo tried to cut you down with a kitchen knife

𝙺𝙴𝙽𝙼𝙰 » wanted to spice things up with some dirty talk, like the real nasty talk they use in pornos but not the normal pornos; the shitty company ones with horrific acting. he really ended up announcing that he was going to “fuck your fucking fanny off, you twat”

𝙻𝙴𝚅 » got super excited while he was opening the lube since he hadn’t gotten to fuck you in a WHILE, which resulted the lube leaked everywhere and a giant 6′5 man slipping and hitting his head on the bed frame. worst part is; he had to go to the ER with a hard on that refused to go away

𝙱𝙾𝙺𝚄𝚃𝙾 » speaking of boners that wouldn’t go away, let’s not forget that one time bokuto took two viagras when you texted him to come over for a special occasion. he horribly misinterpreted the ‘special occasion’ text, because he showed up to your house with a huge buldge in his pants as your parents stand before him holding anniversary cards, completely horrified

𝙰𝙺𝙰𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸 » wanted to make valentines day sex as romantic as he could, so he did the classic lighting candles and giving roses. everything was beautiful, until he accidently knocked one of the bigger candles over during missionary. this not only caused a huge ass fire in your bedroom, but he came right as the fire began to spread. boy was debating on whether his orgasm was to die for or not

𝙺𝙾𝙽𝙾𝙷𝙰 » had a nose bleed when he was going down on you and you both were immediately horrified, you thinking it was your period and him thinking he just ate coochie blood. yet as you went to go clean up, you realized his face had much more blood on it than your coochie did. to this day, he still blames it on your period 

𝚄𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙹𝙸𝙼𝙰 » threw you onto the bed and your head went through the wall. he didn’t even bother to ask you if you were okay, he just sighed and went “well, now i have to make a call to the construction guy. excuse me” and he left you and your concussed ass head sit there once again, pussy ass naked

𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙾𝚄 » during a blowjob, he held your head down right as he was coming causing the cum to shoot up your throat and somehow pour out of your nose. by the time he pulled out, he could barely breath from laughing at you. sure, the classic ‘milk shooting out of nose’ thing was funny at first until you got a sinus infection and had to breath out of your mouth for the next three days

𝚂𝙴𝙼𝙸 » always insists having sex in the most inconvenient places?? like he would pull you to side while grocery shopping and start grinding up against you as you pick which brand of cheese would be better??

𝙶𝙾𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙺𝙸 » he kept getting frustrated that his bangs were clouding his field of vision, so he irritably grabbed a hair tie and frantically tied up the sides of his bangs while he was fucking you. you immediately burst out laughing since he looked exactly like boo from monsters inc. 

𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚄𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙼𝙰 » got so drunk that he ended up fucking the couch. like he was just there on top of you, and his dick was just sliding between the folds of the leather couch. you decided to let him finish like that

𝚂𝙰𝙺𝚄𝚂𝙰 » had a really bad reaction to one of the products he used while shaving and ended up getting super irritated down there so he kept having to pull out in-between thrusts to itch his crotch. to make things worse, you joking suggested that he looked like he had syphilis and he got so disgusted at the idea of that thought that he literally had to pull out and take a breather 

𝙾𝚂𝙰𝙼𝚄 » drizzled ‘warm’ chocolate down your chest and was about to seductively lick it off until you screamed in pain and horror as the chocolate was literally burning your skin off. osamu panicked, obviously not knowing what to do if chocolate was burning his partners skin off so he just... frantically licked it off. you still had to go to the ER afterwards to get treated for mild burns

𝙰𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙼𝚄 » didn’t know what a hymen was until the first time he tried to have sex with you. no matter how much he tried to shove his schlong in, it really just wasn’t working + “yer puss is broken”

𝚂𝚄𝙽𝙰 » pinched your nipples so fucking hard to the point where you started crying. he thoughts these were tears of pleasure until you literally had to kick him off you. but hey, he gave you ice for your sore nipples and mcdonalds! what more could a girl possibly want :)

uh the end lol

also, this idea was inspired by the first haikyuu headcanon i ever read, “awkward sex moments” by @bbytetsu <3

#haikyuu hcs #haikyuu #tsukishima x reader #oikawa x reader #sugawara x reader #atsumu x rea #suna x reader #tendou x reader #ushijima x reader #haikyuu smut #kuroo x reader #kenma x reader #semi x reader #yamaguchi x reader #daichi x reader #iwazumi x reader #terushima x reader #sakusa x reader #kageyama x reader #sakusa smut #bokuto x reader #akaashi x reader #mattsun x reader #nishinoya x reader

[tamagochiie]

doing groceries w/ the msby four

character roster: sakusa kiyoomi, bokuto kotaro, hinata shoyo, atsumu miya 

genre: fluff, just a little angst (in bokuto’s part), established relationship 

a/n: i broke my glasses today, so i had to go out and get it fixed, but my favorite eye glasses store went MIA. so not only am i blind, but i’m also sad as hell. but i was able to think of a cute lil one shot while i was walking around the grocery store. 

also please don’t mind if there’s a few grammar errors uwu 

-- sakusa kyoomi 

the exact same way your mom holds your hand while wandering around the store is exactly what he’ll do to you

he doesn’t want you wandering away from him or accidentally break something he’ll have to end up paying for

the latter can be blamed on the one (and only) time he and bokuto did groceries together; tiny baby couldn’t stop touching things, he ended up breaking a vase

he also doesn’t want you catching other people’s germs

the whole ordeal gives him anxiety 

“Kiyoooomi~,” You whine, trying to slip away from his grip only to have him tighten it. You grumble your distaste for your boyfriend’s attitude. 

It’s been a whole hour since you’ve stepped into the store and he hasn’t let you go since. And though you usually wouldn’t mind it, the urge to pee comes to you in a surprise and you’ve been wanting to go to the bathroom for the last twenty minutes. 

But it’s not like your boyfriend cares enough to spare you a moment alone to alleviate yourself. He’d rather you wait a little longer until you get home, but his painstakingly slow pace down the aisle has you internally screaming. 

He’s got one hand tightly threaded between your fingers and the other pushing the cart. His eyes scan over the many canned vegetables before him, ignoring your protest and complaints. 

“You’re usually annoying about wanting to hold my hand,” He says through his mask, sighing deeply. “I’m hurt you all of a sudden wanna let go.” 

You glare at him and his cheap attempt to make you feel guilty. “You and I both know exactly why you’re holding my hand, and it’s got nothing to do with affection.” 

You squeeze your thighs together, doing a little dance to calm the urge to pee. Your eyes burn holes into your Sakusa’s skin and you hope its enough to make him uncomfortable, but he takes it well. 

“We’re almost done,” He tells you, taking a can off the shelf with his free hand. “I just need to get tissues and then we’re--”

“Sakusa Kiyoomi, if you don’t let me go right this second, I’ll pee on your hand right here, right now!” 

Without a second thought, he slaps your hand out of his hold, grimacing at you and your threatening words, muttering words of disgust beneath his mask as you sprint to the nearest restroom. 

-- bokuto kotaro 

you have to remind bokuto not to touch things before you leave the house AND before you get into the store

mans will touch every thing he sees without QUESTION;

shiny pan? cute little bear shaped spoons? anime themed plates? he’ll pick it up, bring it up to the light to inspect it, and because his hands are naturally sweaty, he might break a few

and you’re wallet runs dry by the time you walk out of that store

“That’ll be an extra 2,581 yen.” The cashier holds her hand out as you place your money onto the palm of your hand. It takes everything in you not to grab a shard of glass and dig it into your boyfriend’s thigh. 

You nod curtly before grabbing the rest of your bags and exiting the store. 

Bokuto shadows over you, but still gives you enough space to breathe. He’ll hover his hands over yours, trying to taking a couple of weight from your grasp as you walk back to the car but you shift away. 

He pouts. The rest of the walk is dead silent, but even you can hear the little whines in his heart, all the mental kicking he’s giving himself for doing exactly what you told him not to do. 

He’ll help you pack the groceries into the car, and you leave him to do the rest and get inside the car, sitting in the passenger seat. You feel the car wobble when he closes the trunk and sits beside you soon after. 

Like a dog with it’s ears, Bokuto’s hair falls down to his face. You begin to feel bad for giving him a bit of the cold shoulder, but you told him not to touch the plate, to put it back. But Bokuto being Bokuto, he couldn’t help but pick it up, inspect it, and even scratch the little paintings of the oranges to check if there was a scent. 

And because he’s clumsier than ever, he dropped it while twirling it in his hands. Which leads you to now. 

The soft hum of the car fills the dead air between you both. Bokuto shyly glances at you, still pouting. You take a deep breath, closing your eyes as you rest your head back. 

You feel him take your hand, tracing circles over it before he brings it up against his cheek. He presses little kisses onto you skin, mumbling a string of apologies. 

You turn your head, flicking your eyes open to meet his eyes, tears brimming at the waterline. 

You bring your other hand to cup the other side of his face, your smile lopsided as you feel your boyfriend trembling in your hold. 

“Are you still mad at me?” He asks, eyes averting away from yours and not the material of your jeans. “I’m really sorry for breaking something again...” 

“My little love,” You sigh, your warm breath fanning against his blushing cheeks. “What am I gonna do with someone as clumsy as you? You’re gonna make me broke, Bo.” 

He smiles at the nickname, assuring him he’s still within the safety of you love. “So you don’t hate me?” 

You bring his forehead close to yours so he can hear you loud and clear when you say, “I’ll never hate you, but if you end up breaking another thing, I’ll cut up all your volleyball jersies. Understood?” 

Its a shaky laugh that leaves his lips, but he nods his head. “Understood. 

-- atsumu miya 

you’ll find him in the fresh produce section

he’s knocking against the watermelon with a tight fist, and you think its pretty cute of him putting effort into looking for fresh fruit 

but in reality he has no clue what he’s doing 

he’s seen osamu do it before and he’s always wanted to try 

you eventually catch onto the gimmick when he starts slapping the mangos, too 

You chew onto the bottom of you lip, using all the energy you have left from wandering around looking for Atsumu to bite down your urge to laugh. 

Your boyfriend looks quite serious, gaze fixed at the mango cradled in the palm of his hand. He slaps it a few times before bringing it up to his ear, listening to it as if there’s a whole ocean speaking to him. 

He’s oblivious to the judging glances and amused stares, too absorbed whatever it is he’s doing. 

You want to stop him, call his name so you can both head to check out. But the scene unravelling before you is too funny--even more so when he puts the mango down and reaches for the apple, slapping it as well before pressing it against his ear. 

You know you shouldn’t, but you pull out your phone to take a picture, immediately sending it to Osamu. You quietly accept the fate of future you before calling out to your boyfriend. 

-- hinata shoyo 

he’s kinda like bokuto except he knows not to test you 

but he is the type to add a bunch of things in the cart that you weren’t planning on buying

you won’t even notice until you’re at the check out counter

and he’ll justify every single thing he’s put in the cart 

“Shoyo, no.” You glare at him, resting your hands onto your hips as you scold him in the middle of the check-out counter. The poor cashier tries to mind her business as you and your childlike boyfriend bicker over which items go and which stay. “Why the hell do we need a glow in the dark flashlight? We have still have a perfectly good one at home!” 

“Yes, but this one’s my favorite color!” You feel your eye twitching at his counter argument, not entirely sure if you’re talking to a kid or your adult boyfriend. “AND how are you gonna find the flashlight in the dark? If we get the glow in the dark one, it’ll be easier to find!” 

You hear a quiet mumble of agreement coming from the cashier and the people behind you. A very soft, “Well, he’s got a point,” hanging above you. 

You pinch your nose, sighing heavily as you near your defeat. But you don’t want to give in just yet. “Shoyo, we can’t buy everything in this cart.This is all way too much.” 

His smile falters and you roll your eyes. You pick out the foot cream from the cart, “Why do you need this? You already have one at home.” 

“But they didn’t have coconut before.” He replies, not at all sensing your irritation. 

You dig your hand back into the pile, reaching for anything random. You bite into your cheek when you see what’s in your hand. Hinata opens his mouth to protest, but you speak before he can even mutter a sound. “No.” 

“But--” 

“Absolutely not.” 

“But it’s so cute!” 

“Hinata Shoyo, I will not bring another cat themed item into my house just because your best friend tells you to!” 

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[secondhand-trash]

bar & lounge: 8 (on a sun bed at the side of the pool) + atsumu miya !

Thank you for ordering from our bar & lounge, here is your order...

Pairing: Miya Atsumu x afab!reader

Warning: outdoor sex, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, (1) spank, cum play

Word count: 884

8. on a sun bed at the side of the pool

Miya Atsumu gladly accepted invites, challenges, and temptations. So when you beckoned for him to come close when he came out from the doors of the villa, he did not think twice before jogging closer when he saw you on the sun bed, your legs stretched out as you laid with your back up and arms pillowing your head.

“Help me put sunscreen on my back...” 

It was not a question, it was a request, and you did not wait for him to reply before throwing him the bottle of sunscreen just as your lazy voice sunk into his ears. Atsumu gulped when he saw how bare your back was with the bikini bottoms you were wearing resting low on your hips. The dip of your spine disappeared invitingly underneath and the curve of your neck as you arched your body sent a very alluring hint to his brain. The thin string on your back did not help with his running imagination. He did not need to see your front to know that this was one of your skimpier swimsuits, the cups could barely contain your breasts that squished onto the cushions, the soft swell at the sides of your body was just enough for him to see.

He was never one to deny his instincts and the throb in his trunks was undeniable as you languidly reach your hand to your back and undid the tie, letting the bikini straps fell from your back. Atsumu wet his lips as the sight, not even bothering to hide his clear intention as he squirted the lotion onto his hand and spread it all over your back. The coolness on your warm skin made you whimper, and the hum did nothing to ease his growing hardness at the sight of the growing sheen on your bare back from the white cream.

“Hm...” you let out a satisfied hum at the feeling of his large hands roaming all over your body, pushing your hips up as you stretched under the comfort. The thin pair of bottoms hugged your curves snugly, the strings holding it up against your hips making it painfully difficult for him to hold back from tugging it.

All his hesitation was gone when you didn’t stop him from sliding his hand further and further down.

Atsumu was always grateful for bikinis that were easy to take off.

“Yes, yes- Atsumu, right there... Right- oh fuck!”

“You’re being so loud today,” he mused, digging his hands deeper into the plush of your ass as he slammed inside of you, “getting fucked outside turns you on so much?”

He laughed when you moaned, pressing his weight onto you as he leaned down to push the bra cup that was barely hanging on your shoulders off. Your bikini bottom was thrown to the side the moment he got it untied and now the bra joined in on the pile. A loud smack rang through the empty yard every time his thighs came down on your ass as he thrust and he pistoned inside of you harshly just to watch them jiggle under his force. 

The sheen from the sunscreen remained on your skin and he let out a satisfied groan when he pulled back to see where his cock disappears inside of you being covered in a wet shine too. 

“You know you could have just asked,” he said smugly as he threw his head back, feeling your walls clamped down around him when he switched from hard thrusts to long strokes. The sudden change in tempo left your body on alert, your sensitive pussy getting stretched out with each surge of his hips, the squelches getting louder as he watched your juices leaking down your thighs from how he bottomed out inside of you. “I can never leave you needy.”

“Hmp-” you mewled when he suddenly jerked forward, burying your face into the sun bed as he placed a firm hand on your back to keep your ass up nicely for him when he pulled out.

“Tsumu...”

He sniggered at your plea, ignoring the way you try to push your hips back as he landed a smack on your rear. Your cunt clenched around nothing at the sting, your slick gushing out when he slid his cock along your folds, nudging it apart with his hard tip.

“What a view,” he teased, pulling your ass cheeks apart as he picked up his pace. He threw his head back when you ground against him to the rhythm he set, letting the throaty moans slip from his lips as he used you to his pleasure.

You whined when you felt his warm release spurting onto your back, your cunt throbbing with want when you turned to watch him fisting himself as he cum on your back.

“What a waste,” you said, pouting when he gave your hips a pat.

“Aw,” he chuckled, his grin growing as he spread his cum over your skin. 

Still the best type of sheen, he licked his lips while appreciating the view.

Your complaints got swallowed down when he slapped his cock against your sex, feeling it grow hard between your legs again.

“Don’t worry,” he sounded absolutely delighted, his hands finding leverage on your thighs this time, “I still got plenty more.”

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[hanniejji]

oh shit — smau | introducing osamu's gang "shrine dogs"

| [ college!miya osamu x college!y/n ]

| i'm sorry for the slow updates lmao but neways, the osamu gang!! here's some normal chats between the members uwu | m.list | previous — next

| warnings: cussing and school types of near death experience oof

[ welcome to the shrine of the inarizaki dogs!! ]

FUN FACTS

suna and osamu attends the same college uni, while aran is a year ahead of them. kita is in another uni while atsumu... well, he's pursuing his volleyball career

osamu and suna were supposed to be dorm mates, but osamu got mixed up with a senior named konoha oof

their name was supposed to be inarizaki puppies, but i'm too lazy to edit shit :'D

osamu sometimes barge into suna's dorm whenever he feels like it, so suna just leaves his door open

they also accompany aran at uni so he won't feel lonely without kita and akagi

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[headinthe-fridge]

My Grandfather’s Lawyer (pt. 3)

⁂ – Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader –  ⁂

warning: nsfw, swearing

Summary: Your grandfather, Washijo Tanji, disowned your mother when she was pregnant with you and her hatred towards him was passed on to you. Now, your estranged grandfather wants you to leave your life in Tokyo and come live with him in his estate in the Miyagi Prefecture.

You took a day off and a 6-hour trip, intending to give him a piece of your mind before disappearing from their lives forever. You didn’t expect to see an ailing and fragile old man. Your day trip stretched into weeks and soon, you patched things up with your estranged family and warmed up to everyone -except to one: Ushijima Wakatoshi -your grandfather’s lawyer.

He thinks you have ulterior motives in reuniting with your grandfather.

You weren’t suppose to care what he thinks of you. His opinion didn’t matter.

But it did.

AN: I would like to thank you all for supporting this fic! I love you alll so damnnn much. I try to update everyday beacause the parts are very short. Please enjoy this next part. :)) Lemme know if you guys wanna get tagged!

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Part 1 | Part 2

You just got off the phone, informing Kiyoko that you wouldn't make it home today as well as asking her to look for someone to cover your shift tomorrow when Kuroo's voice sounded from behind the sliding panels.

"y/n-chan, you awake?"

You padded your way across the room and slid the panels open. "Kuroo-san, do you need anything?"

He greets you with a smile. "Dinner time, come."

"Sorry, I'll skip, I just ate snacks that Saki-san bro-"

He completely ignored what you were trying to say and grabbed your wrist. "No skipping meals in this house." He lectured as he pulled you towards the dining area.

You tried to yank your hand free from his grasp, heels digging against the wooden flooring of the engawa. "I'm fine, rea-"

"Hep!"

"Bu-"

"Hap!"

What the hell?

"Seriously, I do-"

"Hep hap hep!" He paused in his steps, let go of your wrist, and finally faced you. "Look here my dear cousin, it may not be obvious to you but Ji-ji loves you very much. So imagine our shock when he allowed you to go -yeah, 'Tsumu and 'Samu told me. You," He emphasized. "Who was long lost to him, and the daughter of his only daughter."

"What are you trying to say?" You asked, irritated, though you didn't really know what got you riled up all of a sudden.

"If you're only gonna stay one night with us -with him, at least give us this. We're still family, you know."

Well, that caught you off-guard. Once again, something pulled at your heartstrings at your cousin's words.

Cousin. Wow, it just dawned on you that you have one -scratch that, four cousins. Your father was an only child and you barely saw your relatives from his side. You've always thought about what it was like to have cousins that visit every holiday, celebrating family reunions, sharing meals over long tables.

Now, this cousin of yours just asked you to spend one night with them. Just one night and you were so selfish to even think about bailing out.

"Hmm, what'cha say?"

You let out a defeated sigh. "Fine. Lead the way, Kuroo-san."

His boisterous laugh filled the hallway, when he calmed down, Kuroo affectionately ruffled your hair. "Nii-chan. Call me nii-chan."

You scowled. "Maybe next time, Kuroo-san."

"Tch, cheeky little brat."

The dining hall was just as magnificent as the rest of the house. The area is well-lighted and the sliding panels were pushed to the side, letting in the night summer breeze. Instead of plain zabutons on tatami mats, padded floor-level, polished wood chairs were placed around the chabudai.

All your cousins were already seated when you and Kuroo arrived. The twins(greeted you) and your most lovable cousin, Hoshina (glowered at you), sat on the left side while you and Kuroo sat on the right. You mumbled a soft 'good evening' at the trio, not letting Hoshina's antics get to you.

Saki-san arrived with two women carrying their food.

"Your grandfather will not be joining you for dinner tonight." She informed. "He will have his meal in his room."

Your cousins were about to ask why when another person beat them to it.

"Why, is he not feeling well?"

"Of course, ji-ji isn't feeling well. Someone here gave him a headache."

Your eyes narrowed at her thinly-veiled jab. You opened your mouth to retort but once again, that 'voice' spoke.

"Be careful with your words, Hoshina-san, you don't want to eat them later."

Your brow shot up at the lawyer's words. You clearly didn't need him defending you but his counter made your cousin shut up. You're not thanking him though.

"Man, I'm hungry!" Atsumu -or was it Osamu, you weren't sure, cut the tension in the air.

"Come on, Ushiwaka-san, take a seat." Kuroo invited and gestured for the seat beside you.

You silently prayed he wouldn't accept your cousins invitation. After your excange earlier, you were sure there was bad blood between the two of you now.

"Sure."

Ah, shit.

Ushijima took a step towards the seat beside you when another presence interrupted him.

"Good evening everyone!"

All heads snapped to the direction of the new comer.

"Kotaru-kun!"

You did a double-take. Was that delight in Hoshina's eyes? Wow, she could be real gorgeous if only she always smiled that way.

"Hey, there Shina-chan," He greeted with a wink and you swore your cousin swooned. He proceeded to greet everyone then his eyes landed on you. "Who's the beauty here?"

It was Kuroo who spoke.

"Our cousin, y/n, just came from Tokyo."

"Cousin, eh? Well if that's the case then I'll seat next to your pretty y/n. What do you think Kuroo?"

"Be our guest, I know well that your weakness is pretty faces. But let me remind you, y/n is my cousin."

He wasted no time occupying the seat next time, his dazzling smile never faltering.

You didn't know if you'd be relieved or bewildered. But you were thankful nonetheless at not having to seat beside Ushijima -who took the seat next to the one called Kotaro.

"Nice to meet you, y/n. I'm Kotaro, I'm the marketing manager of your grandfather's company. Iff you want to know more about the family business, feel free to ask me."

You chuckled at his casual flirting. "I'll keep that in mind. And nice to meet you too."

"So, what's your work back in Tokyo?"

"Nothing fancy, just waiting tables at a cafe and-"

"Are we going to eat or what?" Ushijima's irritated voice interrupted your chat. "Why don't you talk about what you do for a living some other time and finish our dinner so we could go check on your grandfather."

What the hell is this dude's problem?

Kotaro leaned towards you and whispered in your ear. "Don't mind him, he's always been a little stiff." He said then snickered.

You fought the grin that threatened to come and instead focused on your meal. Even with your attention focused on the food, you could feel everyone sparing you glances periodically while Hoshina's looks were accompanied by visual daggers.

----

"What are you al doing here? And why are your faces like that?" The old Washijo asked when the lot of you entered his room. His voice was stern but the fond look in his eyes was obvious as he looked at you all, one by one. "Even my marketing manager is here, did you come here to report or are you just lurking around?" He jeered lightly.

"Of course not, boss. Since when did you see me just lurking around your home? I came to give my monthly sales report and I'm glad that I did otherwise I wouldn't be able to meet your pretty grandchild."

You flushed crimson at his words. What a flirt!

"Since you said that my granddaughter is pretty, you are forgiven." The old man said warmly as he glanced at you. "But what are you all doing here? I'm not going to die yet."

"I think they are not used to eating dinner without, especially now that y/n has arrived," And with an uncharacteristically handsome smile, he added. "Is it beause of over-excitement or old age?"

Okay, what?

Did this man just threw a half-joke half-insult at your grandfather?

"That's what I tried to tell Saki-san earlier, but you knew her, she's very strict."

And he got away unscathed?

You looked around warily but it seemed everyone was fine with it, like it was common occurence.

The old man assured all of you that he was fine and shooed everyone out.

Except for you.

"Now, please leave me with y/n/, I would like to speak with your cousin privately. We have some very important matters to discuss."

Each of them said their goodbyes and to your surprise, all your cousins gave the old man an affectionate hug -with Hoshina even placing a soft peck on your grandfather's temple.

The last one to leave the room was your grandfather's lawyer, he turned to close the sliding panel when your eyes met.

Your insides churned at his unreadable gaze. It wasn't friendly but it wasn't hostile either but you were sure that his look held meaning.

Part 4

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I hope I didn’t forget anyone. Please feel free do message me if I did. And I’m sooooooo sorry if I did.

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[haikyuu-boys-headcanons]

hi, do you think you could write about how oikawa, ushijima, suna and atsumu act when they get jealous? x

YESSSSSSS we love us some jelly boy content <3

oikawa hates getting jealous, and he would never openly admit he’s jealous. instead, he’d just give you a taste of your own medicine. your laughing around with another boy? he’s laughing around with another girl. your helping one of his team mates pack up? he’ll help one of your girlies with something too. obviously, this isn’t a healthy trait and it does end up with both of you feeling madly jealous. but... madly jealous sex hits so different together.

ushijima instantly becomes very aware of the other boy’s intentions, and enhances whatever physical grab he has on you. the grip he has on your thigh becomes tighter and more intimate. the grasp he has around your waist becomes firmer. he’ll have no hesitation to turn off ‘loving ushijima’ for a moment to become cold and intimidating towards the boy. he thinks it’s funny that those boys even have the audacity to talk to you, your too good for them and more importantly; your ushijima’s baby, not theirs.

suna becomes very distant and cold towards you when he’s feeling jealous. he feels as if it’s best to isolate himself from you to avoid getting himself hurt. suna’s insecurities cloud his mind everytime he sees your talking to that certain boy. that certain boy who makes him want to rip their sneaky grin from cheek to cheek. it’ll be really hard for him but he’ll pull you aside to talk to you about how he’s feeling.

atsumu is a huge fan of PDA, and he’ll use it whenever he believes it’s necessary. for example, when he sees you laughing a little too hard with one of the boys, he won’t hesitate to casually walk up to you and shove his tongue down your throat. but best believe that he’s giving that boy deathstares as he grabs your ass. he’ll pull you into his lap with full certainty, as he grinds into you with a full-fledged boner. he can’t help it, it turns it on knowing that no one else can have you <3

#haikyuu #ushijima x reader #atsumu x reader #suna x reader #oikawa x rea #oikawa angst #ushijima angst #astumu angst #suna angst

[sumeshi-t]

past or present— a haikyuu smau

[oikawa x y/n x atsumu]

a/n: next update on friday! also would like to apologize if i keep missing out people in the taglist 😩 i'll do better i'm sorry

part 18B > part 19 > part 20 | nav.

iwaizumi waves his hand once as he sees you approaching. he's already bought two tickets for both of you, and his eyes immediately dart over to the blonde setter walking not too far behind. 

iwaizumi knew who this player was, notorious for being the best, if not, one of the best setters in their generation; so he was quite taken by surprise to know that you were accompanied by him and it wasn't just some coincidence as he’d initially thought.

as you stop before your high school buddy, you wasted no time introducing the miya twin to aoba johsai's ace. 

"oooh, the one who stood ya up last time?" atsumu comments, causing a chuckle to erupt from your lips; you were amused at how sharp his memory was because even you have nearly forgotten about that. "yes, the one who stood me up." 

iwaizumi frowned slightly, cheeks a bit tinted with a nice pinkish hue. "you're really not going to stop saying that now, huh y/n?" he sighs, then he turns to atsumu, "good seeing you. you're a pro now, right?" 

in return, he smiles his usual cocky smile, before nodding once. the blonde puts a hand in his pocket, "see ya in a bit," then without averting his eyes from yours, atsumu continues, "ya better make sure y/n is in one piece when she returns to tokyo,"

at this, you hit atsumu's shoulder with a clenched fist, making sure the knuckles made contact pretty spot on. you roll your eyes when atsumu winced, rubbing himself where you hit him. he gives you your bag and as you took it in your hand, you say, "do good in the practice matches, atsu. or else coach won't be the only one pissed. byie!" 

without turning back, you practically drag iwaizumi along, despite your height difference. 

while in the train, you two felt comfort in the silence the other friend offered. however, iwaizumi couldn't stop stealing looks at you. it’s like you can hear what he was thinking.

"he's not my boyfriend, iwa. at least, not yet... maybe... i think. but you get the point." you murmured, eyes watching the passing scenery. "he's the first person after... oikawa; thought i should give dating at least, another try." you pursed your lips, trying not to look so glum.

iwaizumi was a bit relieved that you chose to open this topic instead of him. "well, as long as he's not an asshole to you 24/7... besides, you're the one who knows him better than i do, so i can't really say much."

this remark makes you smile, leaning your head onto his shoulder, which iwaizumi just lets you be. "you're still as sweet as ever, iwa. i hope you know that,"

"shut up, i mean, as long as he doesn't deliberately spike a ball straight to your face..."

his words caused you to straighten up and look at him with eyes widened. iwaizumi continued his statement where he trailed off, immediately explaining, "i happened to pass by the park after jogging in the morning, when i think i heard your voice. i was about to approach you, then your face got hit by the ball and saw you with... someone who looks like him; was just trying my luck to see if my guess was right." 

“for real, i thought you were some kind of stalker or mind reader just now, i don’t know...” you chuckle, then recount the recent memory, "atsu doesn't really hold back; he has the mind of a five year old sometimes, despite the cocky exterior. so when i taunted him..." 

"oh god, y/n, what were you thinking?"

"nothing. the thing is, i wasn't really thinking. but i moved too far forward. which i kinda admit was my fault," then you messed with iwaizumi's hair, laughing at his reaction having caught him off guard with that. "don't worry, he took care of me right after. you still should’ve said hi," 

"also... what's with the threat?" iwaizumi slightly relaxed after having eased into this conversation. 

you simply sigh, "oh come on, doesn't he kinda remind you of someone? but this one has more of asshole flowing in his blood. don't let it get to you." 

iwaizumi actually shakes his head in disappointment, "why do you keep attracting guys like them? and really, a setter too?"

you only shrug, a look that tells him ‘i don’t have a choice, do i?’ evident on your face. "it's better than not attracting anyone, i guess. tough luck maybe. but he can be sweet, rea~ally competitive too. he’s been nothing but good company," 

iwaizumi tries reading your emotions, gauging the reactions you were giving him. then, you look at him finally, "you seem worried about something, iwa. is there something you’re not telling me?"

for him, it feels like the both of you has yet to tell him anything. that’s why it feels like he has something that he’s not telling you. he’s been meaning to ask you whether oikawa was aware of what you have going on with atsumu, but decides against it. because if oikawa knew about this, he knew he’d be the first to know and all of this wouldn’t be a surprise to him.

the ace only heaved a helpless sigh, "for some reason i don't want your ex and that miya to meet. it’s gonna be such a scene, but i'll really pity you if that were to happen."

it’s a lie if you say that you’ve never thought of that at all. it’s also a lie if you say that when such a situation arises, you’d know exactly what to do. you didn’t like dwelling on it, you dreaded for that to happen. you never really mentioned either of them to the other, since it was never a topic for discussion in your chats. 

or was it because you just didn’t want to talk about it. because deep down, you were scared.

but scared of what?

somehow in the pit of your stomach, you knew iwaizumi was right. 

you also sighed, "that's a big ass headache, for sure. but i guess for that to happen... don’t you think it’s too much of a stretch?" 

you looked at iwaizumi who was texting matsukawa that you two were on the way already. when he was done, you call out his name, “hey, iwa?”

he tucks his phone in his pocket, “yeah?”

“i know this sounds crazy but... me and atsumu, this whole thing i told you? please don’t tell anyone–especially oikawa–about it. if there’s someone who’s supposed to do that, it’s me. think you can do that for me, iwa?”

there’s a lot he didn’t know, but iwaizumi was sure of one thing: oikawa tooru wasn't over you, at least, not completely. or perhaps, has no intention of getting over you. but he wasn't sure if you were really aware of that. so if you were already dating someone, it was only right to tell his friend to back off. 

but you were looking at him so intently, screaming through your eyes that you wanted him to trust you with this decision you were making.

so he does. and he reluctantly nods. 

then, he leans back and closes his eyes, remembering the text message he received from your friends, "matsukawa says hanamaki had a place reserved for dinner. we'll be heading there soon as he picks us up. so we better rest because i think it's gonna be a lo~ong night,"

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