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“HE’S A 10… BUT” HAIKYU!! EDITION
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Masterlist Link : Here
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He’s a 10… but he flirts like a Wattpad mafia boss thinking you’ll find it hot.
↳ Kuroo, Atsumu (no bc he would wholeheartedly think he scored), Terushima, Daishou
He’s a 10… but he uses baby talk in front of your friends.
↳ Asahi, Tanaka, Hinata, Kindaichi, Bokuto (LMFAOO U CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE), Yamamoto, Goshiki
He’s a 10… but he gives cringy anime villain speeches whenever you argue.
↳ Tsukishima, Oikawa, Atsumu, Daishou (probably breaks down crying begging for forgiveness next too)
He’s a 10… but he posts pictures of you two under cringe couple hashtags.
↳ Tanaka, Nishinoya, Atsumu (and his posts will be at the top top😭😭 not sure if that’s worse or not), Yamamoto, Lev, Bokuto, Goshiki
He’s a 10… but he reads fan fiction of himself “ironically”.
↳ Tanaka, Nishinoya, Oikawa, Atsumu (AND HE’LL BE INVESTED TOOKSHDJSJD)
He’s a 10… but he says “There isn’t enough room in this court for the both of us.” before a match.
↳ the entirety of haikyuu Daichi, Tsukishima, Kageyama, Hinata, Oikawa (i could literally recall him saying something similar once), Atsumu, Futakuchi, Kuroo, Yaku, Yamamoto, Daishou, Ushijima (what is it with captains saying cringy lines😭😭), Tendou
He’s a 10… but he uploads Tiktoks with bad lighting and a black mask with the caption “#Asian #07 #Cute”.
↳ Kunimi, Osamu, Suna (IDC THIS IS CANON LMAODHSJ), Konoha, Kenma (it’s only to promote his streams so i’ll let it slide)
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Author’s Note : THIS WAS SO FUN TO DO😭😭😭 i’m not sure if someone else did this idea as well but comment more icks and i’ll do a part 2 <33 also i tried including Kita, Aran, and Akaashi and even make a new section for them but they’re too good to have any icks😭
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Now Recruiting! ft. Inarizaki Boys VB Club - Part 6: Training Camp Moments
Summary: Good luck spending every day since waking up until falling asleep with these boys. For a week. At least you’re not alone. More volleyball, new meetings, stargazing, troublemaking, and with a splash of horror.
Word count: +5.3K (+Extras 10, 11 [249])
*A/N placed at the end bc it's too long (just in case someone actually reads those)*
previous, series masterlist
“Guys! Get back here! You have to get your stuff to your rooms first!”  As soon as the bus stopped and you arrived, they were gone, eager to see the other teams in action and have their own match with them. 
“I’ll go get them. Don’t start all by yourself.”  Kita said before going after them, leaving you alone next to the bus. Their coach was the first one to get out, going to meet the coach hosting the training camp. 
A couple of minutes later, another team seemed to arrive. A very tall, lean boy with red spiky hair got out of the bus stretching his arms over his head. He was wearing a white and purple jersey, letting you know he was from Shiratorizawa. You didn’t think they would come, considering they often practiced with college teams but you had prepared yourself anyway. The boys had played against them in the past.  
It startled you when said boy walked over to you, leaning in as he spoke, “Oh, so Inarizaki is here too! They’re fun to mess around with.” 
“Good morning. I’m Inarizaki’s manager l/n y/n.” you greeted nervously under the survey of his big curious eyes. 
“Tendou Satori.” an enthusiastic smile adorning his face. 
“Stop bothering her, Tendou.” another boy walked over, this one sporting an undercut. “You’re spooking her out.” 
“I was just introducing myself, she isn’t scared. Are you scared?” you shook your head in denial.
****
The first practice match was Itachiyama vs Shiratorizawa. It would be an interesting match indeed, a powerhouse team facing the champion school of Tokyo. Both teams had one of the top three aces of the country, and Itachiyama had the best high school libero. They were both favorites to get to Nationals. 
As you watched, you noticed other remarkable players, such as Tendou Satori who you met earlier, with excellent instincts that aided him earn points for his team. It was totally annoying for the other team’s spikers, most notably the ace as the red-haired boy had managed to stuff his spikes a couple of times. Itachiyama’s great defense made it hard for even Ushijima Wakatoshi to score, his arm-tearing attacks effectively received. On the other hand, their offensive had to face Shiratorizawa’s three man block, with Taichi Kawanishi standing beside their eccentric number five. Both team setters were formidable, even Shiratorizawa’s first year Kenjiro Shirabu when third year Semi Eita got subbed. 
After another two schools faced each other, it was your boys' turn for a rematch with Inubushi. This time, they were even more fired up than the first time, going in for the win until eventually the match ended 3/2 in their favor. 
Then it was time to start all over and Shiratorizawa was up against Inarizaki. 
“Okay, guys. We know the team revolves around their ace. But instead of targeting him, let’s mess up their whole game plan. Also, pay attention to their number 5.” At that, Suna rolled his eyes before looking over at the other side of the court. Said boy glanced over too from his place on the other side of the net and tilted his head, a condescending grin taking place in his face.  Suna’s resting bitch expression didn’t falter. 
The game started with Atsumu’s spike serve. He held back on power, making the ball fall up front, throwing off their formation as the setter had to make the first pass and another player had to set the ball for him. Reon Ohira attacked, managing well the change of scenario. Predictably enough, Atsumu wanted to show off, and when he got the pass, he set the ball to Aran, who honestly looked just as eager to boast his title of ace of the team. Shiratorizawa’s number five, along with their number twelve jumped to block him. Aran’s attack made it through regardless, the team earning the first point. 
As the game progressed, it was to be expected that Shiratorizawa would catch up to what their opponents were up to and would adjust. Their usual playing style wasn’t affected for long, and they started to get back at them. 
As Atsumu set the ball, the spikers did his run while Shiratorizawa’s red haired middle blocker’s eyes zoned in on Inarizaki’s #10. Like usual, Suna didn’t let his eyes nor foot work tell where he planned to smack the ball down to, but that wasn’t enough to get rid of number five, for as Suna quickly moved the opposite way, the opposite blocker’s hands swooped at the same time and completely shut him down, ending the midair battle and getting a point for his team. 
“How does he- How is he able to do that?” you questioned in your head, brows furrowed and locked on the opposing team’s middle blocker as he met the rest of his team in the center of their side of the court for a high five. You surely looked as if you were trying to figure him out on the spot. Atsumu and Suna always did a great job to mask their moves and still he made it seem effortless to stop him. As the manager, you had done your research on the different teams Inarizaki has faced and the ones they’ll be against today. Either way it was different to see it happen right in front of your eyes. 
“I almost missed that one. Great job.” Tendou said to the boy at the other side of the net when everyone returned to their positions. 
Why was he getting praised by him anyway? “Bet you’ll be surprised when just flailing your arms around doesn’t work anymore.” Suna said back showing the fakest smile he could muster. Once Suna gained his rhythm, things would get even tougher.
****
“I’m so tired.” Atsumu dragged out in protest as he swiped his forehead with the end of his t-shirt. He then finished his water bottle, the last drops falling into his mouth. ‘And it’s so fucking hot.” He quickly slid his shirt off. One may think you were used to seeing the boys shirtless by now but that wasn’t the case. 
Atsumu looked at you as you avoided looking at him while handing him another one. He smirked, “Am I making you nervous?” 
“You presumptuous bitch. Stop being an exhibitionist.”  His twin scolded, grabbing the bottle for himself instead. Instead of protesting, he continued. 
“I am making you nervous!” 
“You mean uncomfortable.” Suna stepped in and you looked over at him, shirt lifted to wipe off the sweat on his forehead just as Atsumu had done. Feeling your cheeks warm up, you quickly looked away before he could notice your gaze had unintentionally lingered and went on with your duties. 
****
You called in the boys to go get supper before the cafeteria closed and they missed it, and after you helped out handing all the boys their meals, you went to grab a seat yourself. And to think this was only day one and it already felt so exhausting. You couldn’t imagine how the boys felt. Still, there were a few who remained talkative and energetic. 
“Itachiyama’s so annoying.” Once again today you heard the blonde complain before taking in a mouthful of his food. He kept talking regardless, “Especially their ace.” 
“You’re just annoyed about what he said.” 
“What’d he say?” you couldn’t help but ask curiously while Aran scolded Atsumu for talking with his mouth full. 
Gulping the rest of his food down, he answered, “He said that he doesn’t stand people who do foolish and risky things during a game.” It was obvious that by people, Itachiyama’s ace meant Atsumu. “He’s just boring. And jealous that most times we pull it off.” He finished with a self-satisfied smile as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back on his chair. 
“Most times.” Akagi emphasized, amused. 
Atsumu tended to get carried away during official matches and try new things right on the spot. And when the other team did something he thought was cool, he sure as hell would try and make his own version of it. You didn’t know if he did it because he wanted to add a weapon to his arsenal, another trick up his sleeve, or just to show the other team that they could do it too, that they weren’t so special and well, to bother them. It probably was both. Although true that his success rate was high, there were times when his attempts went sideways. There could be one day where a couple of points lost because of that might lead them to a loss. But you knew he wouldn’t stop being how he was; that hunger will always demand for more. 
“I bet Suna finds someone annoying too. That #5 from Shiratorizawa?”  Ginjima asked, snapping you out of your thoughts, looking at the mentioned boy who had been eating his meal silently, watching something on his phone. He hummed in question but then the words seemed to register and you saw the slight glimpse of annoyance that washed over his expression, gone as fast as it showed up. 
“He’s all in your face all the damn time.” you chuckled by how he kept such a straight face as he complained, but you could totally perceive the tinge of irritation in his voice. “He doesn’t shut up either.” 
“You do the same shit to bother them. In fact, it’s one of the few occasions when ya seem the more chatty.” Osamu interjected, entertained by Suna showing his discontent. 
“Get a taste of yer own medicine.” 
“He’s like you in a way.” you said to Atsumu, “Talking about risks.” 
“That explains why I’m not fond of either of them.” Suna muttered, making everyone at the table laugh minus the setter, who almost jumps from his place by your side and over you, engaging in a one sided argument as Suna ignored him, just the slight turn upwards of his lips giving away that he was enjoying this.
“You okay, dude?” 
“He’s just trying to act all cool. With the top three being here and all.”  Aran was being made fun of by his third year fellas. It was kind of funny to watch him try to remain calm and collected but you understood he held said players in high regard and admiration. He brushed them off trying to get them off his back as the others joined the teasing.
“He’s not trying to act cool. He already is.” you said, making everyone stop bothering him and the ace’s brain short circuit. 
“Thank you, y/n-san.” he spoke genuinely.
You nearly regretted opening your mouth as now the boys changed targets and now started to bug you. 
****
Your duties for the day were over after the team’s meeting. Soon after your bath it was lights out. You tossed and turned on your spot, not able to fall asleep as fast as you  wished even though how tired you were. You sneaked out of the room, thinking you could head over to the cafeteria and get yourself something. Right, it was summer and hot as hell, but maybe a cup of hot chocolate would help you get cozy and get your hours of sleep. 
You almost dropped the pot as you turned and saw a half litted figure leaning by the kitchen door frame, his eyes sparkling under the dim illumination. 
“Rintaro.” you exhaled, “What the hell are you doing here?” 
“I saw the lights were on.” He smirked as he moved to walk over by your side. “Are you seriously making hot chocolate with this heat?” 
“Shut up. I can’t sleep.” 
“Can I get some?” 
“So you judge me and then you ask me for some? You think you deserve it?” 
“Well I can’t sleep either but maybe I can rest after I drink some hot chocolate on a summer day such as this and pass out.” 
“What’s keeping you awake?” you asked after your laughter ceased. You poured a cup for Suna and handed it to him, then grabbed yours. He thanked you. 
“Try sleeping next to Atsumu. He’s loud even while he’s asleep.” 
you snorted. “Yeah, he looks like he snores.” 
“How does someone look like they snore?” you made him chuckle, getting the same reaction from you by seeing his confused yet amused expression. 
“I don’t know but he does.” 
“What about me? Did I look like I snored?” He asked you with a grin.
“No. You look like you might talk in your sleep. But not loudly, more like. Murmuring.” He stared at you. 
“You’re weird.” 
“Look who’s talking.” 
“Why couldn’t you sleep?” 
“I don’t know. Maybe my bed knows I’ll be missing for a week.” you swirled your cup, staring at the liquid inside following the motion. “Did that ever happened to you? When you moved here?” 
“It took me a while to adjust to the place and living alone but not so much with sleep.” He said. The boy could fall asleep just about anywhere as long as there wasn’t anything that bothered him. “I think I’ve lost more sleep because there’s no one to scold me now for playing video games or staying up late on my phone.”
“You’re going to ruin your eyesight.” you shook your head and took another drink. 
“I can see just fine.” 
“For now.”
 As you both finished your drink, you took his cup from him and left everything just as you found it. Exiting the room and walking through the dining room, your steps slowed as you saw the sky through the windows, the moon casting a pale glow over the tables near them. 
“You wanna go outside?” Suna suddenly asked, staring at you from your side. He didn’t want to return to his room and part ways yet. 
“If they catch us outside we’ll be in trouble.” 
“Everyone else is dead asleep by now. C’mon.” He grabbed your hand, not giving you any time to reply and walked through the doors that let outside pulling you along. He sat by the steps, helping you sit by his side. 
“The sky is pretty tonight.” you said, looking up at the starry night. 
“Yeah.” He smiled, eyes slowly looking away from you, staring up too. You sat in a peaceful silence, enjoying the view and each other’s presence, the gentle outside breeze. As the minutes passed, your eyelids started to feel heavy and as much as you both wanted to stay out for a little longer, you figured it was now time to go back to bed before you ended up falling asleep sitting there. 
In your sleepiness, before you took your separate ways, you parted with a hug, and he kissed the top of your head. “Goodnight, Rintaro.” 
“‘Night, y/n.” 
****
Day two. You were up early in the morning to meet the team while you all had breakfast, handing out their meal to a bunch of boys dragging their feet having yet to get rid of sleep. You saw Atsumu let out an annoying yawn before he grabbed a tray and stood in line. Suna stepped into the room right after. When he spotted you, he gave you a soft smile that you answered by giving him one back, waving at him. 
“Number 10, huh?” 
“Huh?” You turned to see the red haired boy looking at you knowingly. “Oh Tendou-kun, goodmorning.” You smiled at him as he moved to stand in front of you. “Sorry, what do you mean?” 
“You and Inarizaki’s 10 are dating.” he stated rather than asking. He grinned seeing your stunned expression at his assumption. 
“What?!” a few eyes turned to look at you. Clearing your throat, you continued in a lower voice. “Suna and I aren’t dating.” 
“You should tell him that. He’s staring.” He chuckled before he left in search of his teammates already at a table. How did he come up with that idea in just a day?
“y/n-san, good morning. How did you sleep?” The team captain greeted you as you approached their table. 
“Kita-senpai, hi. I couldn’t sleep at first but then it was alright.” you smiled recalling last night. 
“Y/n! What was that guy talking to you about?” 
“He wasn’t talking to you so it’s none of your business.”
“Shut the fuck up, you were asking yourself too.” 
“You made friends with the other teams?” Kita asked you 
“That’s treason if you ask me.” 
“I met Tendou-kun yesterday morning.” you answered Kita after giving Atsumu a look as you nudged him playfully. “His team arrived right after you left me all alone.” 
“Are you doing this because of that?” 
“I’m not “doing” anything. Don’t you have friends from other teams?” you questioned and he looked at you as if you just made a stupid question. 
“They’re called opponents, darlin’.” 
****
Itachiyama’s captain being the setter of their team really did something to make Atsumu the most annoying person on the court. Or was that just him being himself? Honestly, you didn’t know but you felt bad for the rest of them as you watched the game and saw the blonde make multiple comments throughout the whole thing. It was a fun thing to watch. When the other team got a point he momentarily would shut up but it would only add fuel to the flames, making his mind race to get the chance to get back at them right away. 
The matches against Mujinazaki weren’t much different, but those times around the provocation came from both sides. The second year setter didn’t hesitate to taunt Atsumu back, which made the tension rise up. If this was an official match, you knew it would be one to have you at the edge of your seat.  
****
The second day of training camp came to an end without a hitch, or so you thought. You had just finished taking your bath and you supposed the boys were in the middle of that before they went to their assigned room to sleep. Walking down the hallway and towards the room where you and the other managers would be staying, you heard shouting. You frowned and stopped on your tracks but after a few seconds you resumed your walking. Probably it was nothing to worry about. The shouting continued, along with laughter, a shrill scream and hurried feet shuffling. There were a lot of boys in this training camp so there wasn’t any certainty yours were the source of the fuss. But one thing was certain: you should’ve known better. 
You turned back just in time to watch Osamu and Suna rounding the corner, running straight towards you as they laughed their asses off. “What the hell are you guys doing?!” you scolded and stopped them from running you over. Instead, Suna started pulling you along with them. You looked down at his hands, where he held a change of clothes all bunched up. “Whose clothes is that?” 
“It’s Atsumu’s” He answered you, throwing a quick glance back looking out for the other twin. The way he smiled down at you almost made you forget what you had to do.
“Atsumu planned to prank Suna but I told Suna about it and turned it around on him.” Osamu further explained before going on about how he was no snitch. You blinked. 
“Okay, okay, stop. Stop!”  you frowned, trying to hold back your own laughter and be the serious person here. “Gimme that.” You held your hand out towards Suna for him to hand you Atsumu’s clothes.
He hesitated, and made it as to comply but before you could reach for them, an idea flashed through his mind and reflected in his eyes as he lifted the clothes out of your reach. He looked down at you with a smirk. “What’s in it for me?” 
“You…”  You took a deep breath, deep frown etched on your face and god Suna thought you looked so cute trying to intimidate him. “We can finish with this and go to sleep.” 
“Then finish it.” 
“‘SAMU, YOU TRAITOR!” Atsumu, with just a towel hanging on his hips, screamed before he ran over the middle blocker and both tumbled to the floor. Both boys groaned in pain from the impact. 
“Dude, get off me!”  Suna was quick to protest. You chuckled and grabbed the clothes from him. “Hey, that’s not fair!”
“Get up, idiots.” You ignored Suna’s protests and threw Atsumu his clothes when he got up. “Now, if you didn’t break anything, let’s finish and go to sleep.” 
****
Before you knew it, the second to last day of training camp came around. To make things interesting for the final matches of the day, the team players were mixed up. Akagi and Omimi ended up together with Shiratorizawa’s ace and Itachiyama’s setter, Osamu played as setter with Aran, a middle blocker from Kamomedai and Shiratorizawa’s Vice Captain and their #12; In Kita’s team were Tendou, Shirabu and Kamomedai’s ace. It’s funny because sometimes you attract what you don’t want, or so you could say when they called Atsumu and Sakusa for the same team, along with Gin and Shiratorizawa’s libero. And one time Suna played with Itachiyama’s libero, Mujinazaki’s ace, and three gifted first years from Inubushi, Kamomedai and Shiratorizawa. Some teams seemed chaotic, with the striking differences in which each player carried themselves, others seemed to adapt just fine (even though they didn’t necessarily seem fond of each other). 
****
“Hey, you, Itachiyama dude.” Atsumu called out to the dark haired boy. 
Against his better judgement, Sakusa turned to look at him. “You know my name.”  
“Yeah, whatever.” the blonde brushed him off. “You wanna help us?” 
“Whatever you guys are planning to do, if it’s your idea, I’d rather not.” Making the other three Inarizaki boys snort. Atsumu shushed them before addressing the ace again, “You’re no fun. What about you? You know what fun is?” He spoke to the libero. 
Sakusa stared at him, and Motoya felt as if his dark eyes would bore holes on his side. “It’s just a harmless prank.” He tried reasoning with his cousin and himself as he agreed. 
“Who are we pranking?” Tendou suddenly joined the conversation, Wakatoshi following him. 
“Our managers.” Atsumu and Osamu said with a grin. 
“Didn’t they look like some creepy horror movie twins just now?” Suna whispered as Aran stepped beside them. 
Aran could feel a headache starting to form at the back of his head, “This isn’t gonna end well.” 
“Well, count us in.” Tendou spoke for himself and for his team’s ace. 
****
You were about to walk in when you heard a scream, and so dashed the rest of the way to see all the girls surrounding one of the first year managers from Inubushi. “What’s wrong, Ryou-san?” 
“She says there’s something outside. The lights were flickering so she didn’t see it well.” Her senpai answered. You frowned and went to take a look. 
“Okay someone’s coming. Hurry up and hide, move, move.” Tendou pushed Ushijima away and towards the bushes, trying to hold in his laughter. It was damn hard to try and hide as two six foot tall players but they crouched away from your view as you walked over to the window. “Fuck, it’s y/n-chan.” 
You looked around. There was nothing but the trees, its branches moving in the wind. It felt like the beginning of a storm, and as if you had called for it, the sky lighted up, thunder rumbling above. 
“I don’t see anything.” 
“We should turn down the breakers.” Tendou spoke hushly to his teammate, “It was a nice touch.” 
“Wouldn’t that give us away with the coaches?”  the captain reasoned while Tendou deliberated. 
“Nah, they’ll take it as a power outage. It might rain too so we’ll be fine.” 
****
“What’s up with the lights?” Suna asked as the whole building suddenly was swallowed in darkness, the emergency lights casting a dim red glow in the hallways while others were white. At that moment, he looked down at his phone to see a message the red haired middle blocker had sent to the group. “Nevermind. The Shiratorizawa guys did it.” 
“What?!” 
“They know they aren’t at their school, right?” 
“If it comes to it, we blame Sakusa and Motoya.” Atsumu shrugged it off. 
****
“Okay, now this is starting to creep me out.” Itachiyama’s manager spoke up as she got up from where she was sleeping. 
“I can’t see shit.” You heard Shiratorizawa’s 3rd year complain. 
“Here.”  She held up the flashlight of her phone. 
“Look over there!” you jumped in your seat when Ryou screamed again. Looking over, you  saw a person’s shadow. 
“There’s someone outside.” you stood up walking back towards the door, not looking away from the window. “We should get someone.” 
“I mean I don’t think the boys would be of any help.” 
“That’s… Very much likely.”  
The rattling of the doorknob made you all shriek and you backed away from the door. “Holy shit.” 
“What if they came to kill us?” 
“Stay behind us.” The third years announced. 
“Is there anything here we could use to defend ourselves?” 
“I have pepper spray.” Everyone looked over at Kamomedai’s manager. Silence.
“Okay, that’s useful.” you granted, grabbing a nearby lamp. 
Suddenly the rattling stopped. “So, who wants to check outside?” 
“Why don’t you go?” 
The sudden knocking at the door made all of you scream. “Hey, guys? Are you alright?”. Why was he doing this again? 
“Sakusa? Oh, Thank God.” His manager went to open the door. 
“Wait! What if it’s not him?” 
These girls have seen too many horror movies, the boy thought from the other side of the door. He couldn’t help but smile a little at that. 
“He literally spoke right now.” 
“Then what if the killer is making him talk to get us to open the door?” 
“Are you alone?” That was you. 
“Yes.” The third years cracked open the door, and you held up the lamp, ready to swing it if necessary. You collectively let out a relieved breath. 
“Where are the other boys?” one of you asked, worried. 
“I don’t know.” 
“You weren’t in your room?” 
“I waited until everyone finished to take a bath and on my way out the power went off. When I opened the door there was no one inside.” 
“How the fuck do 6 teams disappear? you couldn’t help but ask. Something was way off.
“Maybe there are others beside the one at the window.” 
“What if they have guns?”  
“Or maybe the cowards just ran away?” 
“Would they leave us behind?” 
“Trust me, sweetheart, they would.” and that’s how the first years got their hopes broken. 
“Let’s go find a coach.” You offered. Sakusa stopped you, trying to make up a convincing lie.
“I already did. They’re all gone.” 
“That’s it, we’re dead.” 
“Did you call the police?”  
“I did. They’re on the way.” 
“How long ago was that?” Luckily, with all the girls panicking, they missed the question.
“I think they lost their way.” 
You eyed Sakusa suspiciously and started walking towards the boys’s rooms. 
“Y/n-san? Where are you going?” 
“We should look for them while we wait.” Then you heard a scream. 
“Wait, where’s Haruko-san?”  you all looked around but Shiratorizawa’s manager was nowhere to be seen. Calling out for her, you walked back to where you all last saw her. Nothing. 
They started to freak out and disappeared one by one, until you and Sakusa were the only ones left. You stopped in your tracks, about to crumble down when you saw a pair of bracelets lying on the floor. “These belong to the twins.” you said in a voice barely above a whisper. Okay, now Sakusa was beginning to feel something more than irritation. He felt bad looking at your saddened expression, your lower lip almost trembling. There was a noise, “Did you hear that?” your heart was nearly beating out of your chest but still you stood in front of the spiker with the lamp held up, set on protecting him. From an outsider’s view, it might seem funny for you to stand on guard in front of a six foot two tall boy holding a lamp as a weapon.  
When you felt someone grabbing you, you tried hitting them but damn your aim was bad. The lamp slid off your grasp and you turned to Sakusa with the most terrified look he’d seen and he almost forgot this was a prank. His hand shot out to grab your arm as you struggled on the person’s grasp, one hand covering your mouth to muffle your screams as the other pulled you back by your waist, caging your arms. Then someone laughed. You gasped, going totally still in the person’s arms as your screams died in your throat. “Gotcha.” The lights suddenly turned back on and they let go of you, and you turned to meet a grinning Osamu. You blinked, once, twice. A couple of stray tears fell from your eyes. 
“What is this?” you looked between him and Suna who was standing behind him. You knew it. Deep down you knew it. “You were fooling with us this whole time!”  
“It was “Tsumu’s idea.” the gray haired twin quickly tried to defend himself. He didn’t expect what happened next. 
You threw yourself at him, smacking him while tears started falling nonstop. “I knew it, I hate you! Bu-But then everyone started to disappear and-” You took a breath and they finally got you to stop throwing fists. 
“Woah, woah, calm down.” they tried soothing you. 
“I thought you guys were hurt.” you said, voice weak. Yeah, they all felt bad now, feeling you tremble against them. 
“We’re okay.” 
“I told you this was a bad idea.” You heard Aran and you turned around to look at him scolding Atsumu, who smiled at you sheepishly, a hand rubbing his neck. 
“I’m sorry?”  
“Whew, that was fun.” Everyone turned to look at Tendou as he walked over, “Haruko-chan is scary. Thought I was a dead man.” he giggled but fell silent as he saw how you were looking at Atsumu. “Parley?” 
****
Since last night, after you chased down Atsumu and smacked him like he deserved, you hadn’t spoken a word to the team, nor to the other boys that helped. 
Right now, you were all outside after the long but last day of training camp. “Hey.” None other than Sakusa Kiyoomi approached you, towering over you as you sat under a tree. You didn’t respond, looking away. “Look, I know that you’re pissed at me and with reason but I wanted to apologize again.” The dark haired boy fidgeted with his fingers before he took his mask down. You just nodded and crossed your arms defensively. He could still perceive a soft redness under your eyes from last night. Sitting beside you, he continued, “I didn’t even want to do it.” You raised a brow. “But I still did it. And you’re really nice for worrying about them. And even for me.” Silence, ‘You’re still not talking to any of them either, are you?” Looking over at the group of boys, you saw the dejected look on their faces as they ate their meal silently.  Every now and then, they would throw a glance over to where you were. They thought they were being subtle about it too (so subtle as to almost jump off their seats when Sakusa sat beside you but deciding against it).
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There was still time before you had to leave, and you didn’t want that after all their hard work their week came to a gloomy close. You felt better now, so you talked to the other managers and came up with something before you met the boys outside. 
“Y/n?” Atsumu stood up, pleading eyes looking hopeful. Your expression remained stoic. 
“What you did was a little shitty.” they remained quiet staring at the ground, letting you continue. “But I get it that you didn’t mean to cause any harm and I know that you’re sorry.” You paused and they eyed you expectantly. “So,” In a swift motion, you swung your arm back and threw a water balloon at the setter, hitting him straight in his chest, splashing up to his face. “Apology accepted.” you smiled brightly at them, chuckling. 
Stunned, the other boys stared at you before they broke into laughter before the game started. 
Extra 10: Sakusa Kiyoomi vs The Power of the Managers. 
Motoya had to hold him to stop him from running inside as soon as he saw the water balloons flying around. “It’s our last day here. Let’s have some fun with the others.” 
“I already joined yesterday. Why would I bother again?” 
“Hey, Sakusa!” his manager called out to him, he turned to look over at her to find you by her side, both standing there holding a balloon. You were already soaked wet from head to toe. He stopped resisting, looking away from both of you, flustered by the sudden attention. Throwing his arms up in surrender, he nodded, and you both threw them at him. 
Extra 11: Kita’s Birthday. (A/N: Since his birthday was on July 5th I thought of writing a lil something for it - it’s July 23 while I’m writing this, yikes xd-). 
When the clock struck lunchtime, you hurried out of your classroom. The twins and Suna were waiting for you down the hallway in front of their own. You had already told the first years while the third years would bring Kita to the gym. 
Everything was set just as you left it earlier: between each other, you had gathered money to buy balloons and a few other decorations. The only thing missing was the table, so you could bring out the cake. The boys helped you with that and after putting over the tablecloth, you went to fetch the cake. 
As Kita and the third years crossed the double doors and walked over towards the rest of the group, you lit up the candles before you all wished the captain a happy birthday. 
Your team cameraman took pictures.
Kita was very happy.
A/N: As I write this on July 23, I started to get COVID-19 symptoms. Nothing serious. My brother got tested at the end of last week after feeling bad himself and while taking care of him my parents followed and then while I took care of everyone me jodí yo también. I am fr getting this shit for the first time rn and I barely leave the house fuck meee. This ain’t how I pictured hot girl summer to go. Anyways, since I’m mostly stuck in my room, it gave me time to write. 
This part is divided into parts (valga la redundancia xd). I hope it doesn’t affect the continuation and it’s comfortable to read because there’s a lot happening (it's pretty crazy). Also I keep making up shit putting all these teams together buuut I went for some of the teams with fairly great blockers like Kamomedai’s Iron Wall, Inubushi (as far as we know), Shiratorizawa (Tendou and Kawanishi. Mainly cuz I love Tendou so excuse me for the Tendou crumbs), And Mujinazaka’s Twin Towers. Added Itachiyama too to add some characters we at least know more about like Sakusa and Motoya (If I’m being totally honest, mainly to try and write for Sakusa.) Later on (by later I mean as I write this note) I noticed I just put together in a room the top three aces goddamn. (If I chose Fukurodani instead of Kamomedai I would’ve put here the top 5 but I ain’t changing it this far around). Don’t come at me for not mentioning Dateko. I thought about them too but considering they haven’t been at Nationals that much I thought it would look off if I mixed them up with the rest of the teams idk tho I love Futakuchi hehe. This a/n almost gets a page for itself yikes. I don’t know what else to say about this part besides that I’m still not a %100 confident in it and I have to resist the urge to delete half of it. Enjoy it ig.  
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[A] #19 — HAIKYUU!! TO THE TOP (S4)
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Um. So did I just get literally everything I wanted in S4 or what? Istg I knew nothing about it going in, except maybe a guess on the Kageyama bit because of the S3 ending. Although my favorite moment (as of writing) was in Ep. 21 ("Hero") with Kinoshita's desire to be a hero. I like that the story showed there was more than one way of being a hero, and in that moment, even though it wasn't the kind he thought he'd be, Kinoshita definitely saved the team in his own way.
I think this game with Inarizaki High was the first match where I wanted the other side to lose so badly. By that deuce in the third set, I just wanted Karasuno to win and end it already because it's too much for my heart to take lol. But Inarizaki High has an interesting team where most of the players felt similar to the Karasuno team in a lot of ways, like the Miya twins with Hinata and Kageyama. Also, for a match that isn't a finals match like Karasuno v. Shiratorizawa, there was so much story going on. You have to wonder at how amazing the writers' grasps are on these characters that they can keep revealing more and more about them and have it all add up and make sense.
Overall, I think the show across its four seasons has a great balance of the narrative and action, rounded out by well-written characters with very relatable character journeys. If I could watch it again for the first time, I would!
10/10⭐
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akiisks · 1 month
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front & back 🙏
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osamu ‼️💯
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dvlboy · 1 year
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keep up
hybrid au! wolf ushijima w bunny top reader — happy late Easter! MDNI
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"m'sorry ushiiii... just feels so good y'know? need more.." your little fuzzy bunny ears twitched as you muttered those words into the air, too focused on the desires of yours finally being satisfied. the past three weeks have been intense. the first week was spent with you having way more energy then usual, and being super attentative to your boyfriend, which made him feel special and warm despite his cold exterior. the next two weeks were spent with you dozing off at any moment possible. once your classes were finished and practice was over, and chores were done you would always go back to your room and doze off. sometimes you would rearrange your room and bring snacks. at first he found it cute and would cuddle with you, but other times he started to feel anger rise up in his chest.
it wasn't like he could stay mad at you for very long though, especially when you would wake up and seek him out, crashing into his chest. and kissing him softly. and he would never admit it but you were so alluring to him as well, both in body and in scent.
ushijima was currently in the nest of sheets you made, sweaty body stained with countless rounds of cum. guess that was what all the sleeping and energy was needed for. "s-still! hold on,, give me a few minutes! too much!" the only time ushijima would ever be this expressive was when he was on the brink of helplessness.
"m'sorry ushiii, just need to stuff you full until you’re stuffed with my cum.. you took the next few days off, right?" his ears perked up as he nodded, stilling breaths to try and ground himself within reality.
"good, good.. i need you to be here.. with me.. so i can stuff you full.. don't you think we would be amazing parents? just need to fuck you full first.." his muscled body was on fire, and your words didn't help either. the way that your hands gripped his body and his hips, lovingly caressing the skin before diving into his tight heat, gripping his hip dips harshly. ushis eyes zoned into your fluffy ears before he closed his eyes, a muffled groan leaving his lips, a hand covering his mouth.
an uncharacteristic growl left your lips, reaching for the hand as you peeled it away, listening to the song of noises leave his lips. "just one more time.. once more then you can rest.." the tall male was so sweaty, body tingling. it felt like his brain disconnected from his body, and how his cock was sore and sensitive, yet he was being used regardless.
you claimed his lips in a heated kiss, tongues mingling before you caged him in your arms, grabbing his legs and lifting them up around your waist, body feverishly humping his ass, snarling while you grabbed onto his cock, stroking it within your hand. ushi's eyes shot open, body tensing as his hands shot to his cock, not wanting the exposure of stimulation to his cock again.
"cum for me ushi.. you can do it one more time.." you growled into his lips, pushing his hands off before panting, stilling inside of him and continuing once more, letting your body work against his, and letting the cum that you lovingly pumped into him work as lube. your hand that was on his weeping cock traveled to the surrounding skin, nails scraping against his developed abs and smooth skin to gather his cum as lube for his cock. your own release, like many of the previous before, was building up within you.
ushijima let out a strained grunt as he rolled his head, his bruised neck exposed to your eyes as he tensed, a pathetic load shooting from the tip as he panted, shallow grunts. his hands weakly reached yours as he pawed at you to stop, sleep nagging at him.
"j-just,, just a moment.." the knot you felt in your stomach burst, and you buried yourself weakly into him, chest heaving. ushijima was out cold, and you couldn't help but feel bad at how he couldn't keep up with your libido for this week.
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lovdlydaz · 6 months
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amab!reader, drabble, needy bo, nsfw
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needy!bokuto who constantly needs to be near you, has to touch you, feel you, anything.
needy!bokuto who will always try to stay close to you, even at games if you're not able to make it or be able to sit close to where he's playing, it will throw off his whole game and will make him become moody in an instant.
needy!bokuto who wears all of your clothes when you're not home, and drops them in the basket for you when you ask him to. don't ask about those suspicious white stains, they didn't come from him.
needy!bokuto who will use your cologne to smell more like you, and then will stay in bed for hours just rubbing himself against the bed for you when you come home, but poor baby will be passed out comfortably in the sheets with his little puppy mind content.
needy!bokuto who, when he needs it, will wear your used boxers and mastrubate in them. he will stain the boxers and sheets white with his cum when he's finished, and you'll come home to a shirtless owl drenched in baby fluid. you'll be nice enough to clean him up, but you'll still reprimand him for it.
needy!bokuto who can't go a second without having to smell you or touch your cock. he will get you every chance he can, and when he can't get you he will be whiny until you finally give him what he wants.
needy!bokuto who is too impatient for prep, he only wants you to shove your thick cock deep into his belly. he wants to feel your fat tip brush against his prostate in the delicious way it always does.
needy!bokuto who will cum on the spot from your scent if he's horny enough. he doesn't need his hands when he has you, and you being in his life gives him enough strength to orgasm without his own help.
needy!bokuto who will just suck your cock while you're working, even if it's just laying on his tongue. no matter how much it hurts he loves to use it as a stress toy of sorts, having you in his mouth just makes him feel better.
needy!bokuto who, at the end of your session, will hold you close to him with his strong arms. despite him acting and being the bottom in the relationship, he is way stronger than you and sometimes squeezes the breath out of you without trying to.
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onirique-amaranth · 1 year
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⎮Just One Drop⎮
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⏤ Characters: Sakusa Kiyoomi⎮reader
⏤ Including: nsfw (-17)
⏤ Warnings: vampire! Sakusa, bottom! Sakusa, top! Male reader, implied athletic/tall/buff! Male reader, blood mention, injuries, virgin Sakusa who almost never touches himself; may do a part two. Not proofread, I have no brain for that, this whole fic is a mess ngl-
⏤ Summary: Finding your mate and sharing a bit too strong bond.
⏤ 6.400 words
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Itachiyama, a private school in Tokyo, and somewhere you dreamed to go to.
It was known to have a lot of athletic clubs, the best equipment, support for the students and a foreign exchange program. Though it was available every year, not many students had the opportunity to get accepted, as it was extremely selective.
And it was because of its same exchange program that you got the opportunity to join this school for, at least, a year. Possibly more if you proved yourself good enough. This opportunity was the greatest you could have. You were currently in a public school, which wasn't bad in itself, and you liked it, but knowing that you could spend a year somewhere much better, who were you to not take this chance.
The program was offered only for students that were part of a sports club, had good results and were recommended by their teachers. Though, this part did not matter much, as it was only showing how much you were valued.
Thankfully for you, and your hard work, you ended up fitting in with their requirements, more or less without surprise. Compared to Itachiyama, your school didn't have much money to spend on clubs, and you couldn't enjoy the sport as much as you wanted to. But with this program, you may be able to train with a real coach, learn more, and know how it feels to have a real team.
So, without any more hesitation, you accepted to leave your country for Tokyo, along with one of your friends.
And only a month later, you were on a plane, going to Japan and joining Itachiyama Institute as a third-year student.
Without any surprise, you were welcomed nicely by some teachers and a few students, which were all more than kind and lovely. There was no doubt that the school chose the calmest and sweetest student to give a good image from the start.
That's how you met Motoya Komori, another third-year who was in the volleyball club, and he quickly became a good friend. The next day, he took the time to show you the city, explaining how everything was working for your first days here, and the time spent helped you to bond together and create a great friendship.
Perhaps it was a surprise for you, but all the students from the exchange program including you became rather popular, as you were for most foreigners and athletes, you fitted right in the standards of this school.
Fortunately, everything was going well. Your first month has been perfect in every way. Despite now living in a whole new country, and only knowing a bit about it, you manage to meet multiple people, get a few friends, some close ones too and joined the club you loved the most.
Unsurprisingly, you weren't the best player here, as you did not get the opportunity to have a coach or a clear routine before. But now, it was the moment to enjoy and improve yourself, you were still an over-average player and training with a good team could only help you. A strong motivation takes over, wishing to become better and be a regular.
As days passed, you gained some habits from this new lifestyle, as every morning you spend time with friends from your class, and then for the rest of the day, you would be with your club members or Komori and his friends, now yours too.
For a reason that was unknown to you, Komori was always busy in the morning and couldn't be with anyone, same for when he was finishing his practice with the volleyball club, he never had the time to do anything after. You never tried to pry into it, as it wouldn't be respectful, and it was normal for him to have things to do. Simply, you just grow curious about why he was so secretive about it, though, you did nothing to find out.
Honestly, you forgot about it for a long while, until you saw him one morning walking into the school, a guy next to him.
This someone was surely a third-year too, they seemed really close, and you couldn't help but feel curious. This unknown person, you guessed was a man with the name Komori pronounced, was rather attractive, also catching your eye by how different he was from your friend.
Komori was someone always joyful, excited, extremely friendly and liked by most people, while this guy was the complete opposite of what you were seeing. He was wearing a mask, no sign of happiness could be found on his face, nor any other emotions except annoyance and tiredness.
Compared to your friend, he was not greeting anyone, not talking or barely a full sentence while replying to Komori, and would not try in any way to interact with any person, or simply ignore everyone. You had no clear idea of who he was, or what was his full name, but he managed to stay in your mind for a long while.
In the following days, you would notice him everywhere you were going, unable to ignore him or not recognize him from afar. With his black curly hair that looked extremely soft, the mask he was wearing, hiding his features except for some, like the two moles on the right of his forehead, and his aura, he was easily seen.
It was driving you crazy. 
How effortlessly your eyes were drawn toward him. There was no reason for it that you were aware of, but it was as if something was enchanting you toward him. 
You still did not know who he was, and yet, he was occupying your mind, magnetic and hypnotizing for you, catching your attention and poisoning your mind. For no reason, you couldn’t stop thinking about him and especially did not want to think about him particularly. It was a strange and bothersome feeling, being thrown toward someone so hard, but not even knowing anything about them that could explain it all. 
Days passed, and this odd attraction did not stop one bit. The most frustrating was that you were the only one sensing it, never once, he looked at you. Though it should be normal, something inside of you was annoyed to not end because of this. After all, you were nobody for him, and he was nobody for you. 
Thankfully for you, the next week, you never saw him once. And so, you almost forgot about him until today. At lunch, as you were eating with everyone and joking around, talking about the last practice or your classes, Komori suddenly started to act strangely. He would blush and stutter while talking, which was far from his usual self. You saw how most were sending him a sweet smile and motioning for him to say something, leaving you confused. 
For some more minutes, he stayed silent, looking blankly at his empty plate, until his head suddenly shot up. With a bashful grin, he offered you to come to his practice this afternoon, to watch him and maybe do something after together. In amusement, you watched as his cheeks turn a deeper shade of red, Komori looking away in embarrassment at his sudden outburst. 
As curious as you were about volleyball and what Komori’s practice looked like, you accepted quickly, as refusing was not an option for you. And genuinely, you never saw him brighten up this quickly, his smile was blinding, to say the least, it could be compared to the sun at this moment. Komori looked so excited and happy that he was jumping on his chair, the others looking at the two of you amused. Soon enough, it was time to go back to class and after patting your back, everyone left after the bell rang. 
The hours passed rapidly, you barely even remember when you started the second class of the afternoon, or when the bell rang and everyone left, either to go home or to their club. At this point, you were moving on autopilot, noticing last second how you were standing in front of your gymnasium and not the volleyball team’s one, making you sigh. 
You walked alone to the other gymnasium, making sure it was the one Komori told you about, this time, before going in its direction. Carefully following the path, you look up a split second from your phone, and you see him. Here he was, waiting outside the building with his back resting against the wall, the same man living rent-free in your mind for more than 2 weeks. 
Thankfully, he was too busy on his phone to notice you pass by him, you opened the door in haste and entered the gymnasium. Even though you only saw him for some seconds, the sudden pressure you felt before the door closed behind you sent shivers up your spine. Your hands were still shaking as your body was screaming at you to run away. You took some seconds to inhale deeply, calming yourself down to not cause a scene before stepping forward. 
As he was quietly waiting for Komori, Kiyoomi was pulled out of his thoughts by the sounds of steps going toward him, he already felt annoyed, sure that he was one of his teammates. Turn out he was wrong, as the person did not even stop, and thankfully, only passed by him without a word.
But then, it hit him, the sweet scent he has been smelling continuously these last weeks. His grip around his phone tightened, all his muscles tensing as he resisted the urge to just yank you toward him and feed. It was such torture when he felt your eyes on him, only wanting to look back at you, but you kept walking as if he wasn’t there. 
He barely had the time to look back before the door closed behind you, the view of your nape and shoulders, along with the shape of your upper back graved into his mind, making his mouth water. He tried so hard to find who was smelling so sweetly for weeks, to no avail, and here you were, showing up like it was nothing. How could you not be aware of him and what you were doing to him, it was insane. 
He was tempted to run after you, just to get a longer time to enjoy your smell, but sadly, his cousin showed up at the same. And unfortunately, he was forced to push to the back of his mind his thoughts about you, or everything that he imagined he could do. Rapidly looking suspiciously at his cousin as he seemed much happier than usual, and then, when a smelled a whip of your smell on Komori, his eye twitched. Did you two know each other? 
Kiyoomi couldn’t help but wonder what was making you so attractive. Perhaps it was your scent, the sweetness of your blood, or how you were cleaner than the rest, the remaining scent of your body wash and shampoo still on you, even after a long day. He knew it sounded creepy, but his need to feed was taking over his senses, and something deep within him was calling, craving for you. Despite all his efforts, he couldn’t help but fantasize about you. And knowing that his cousin could be close to you, made him feel especially annoyed for an unknown reason. In the end, you were always on his mind. 
Stepping inside the gymnasium, you were thankful to recognize some players, you took the time to greet some of them whom you knew through Komori’s acquaintances, before sitting in the bleachers. At the same moment, Komori and the guy from earlier came in, one looking overly excited and the other annoyed to no end. It was strange how he looked so upset but also so close to your friend. 
Someone from the team yelled “Kiyoomi” and you watched as the man’s head shot up, sending a death glare to the too-joyful player. It seemed like your guess was right, he should be a third-year too since the player called him “senpai”. Though you were only sure of his last name and age, and still knew nothing more. At least, it’s a good start, maybe if you learn more about him, you’ll manage to get him out of your mind, as ignoring him was not working. 
Soon enough, the practice started, and you tried your best to find and watch Komori. Despite your efforts, trying so hard to focus on your friend, your eyes were always drawn back on Kiyoomi, each movement hypnotizing you. 
You couldn’t help but observe him with curiosity, almost forgetting about Komori, that was looking over you at that moment, disappointed that your eyes weren’t on him. In silence, he followed your gaze, curious about who you were so focused on, only to find out that you were watching his cousin. He felt his heart being crushed when he saw you with the eyes of someone who was a bit too interested in someone that was not him. 
What pissed him off the most, was how Kiyoomi was acting. He seemed nervous, and clearly destabilized because he was feeling your eyes on him. The light blush on his cheeks was even more annoying, especially when it worsens after the quick look he would take whenever you weren’t watching him anymore. Komori felt his patience run out, not only his cousin had to get interested in his crush, but he managed to get your attention too.
He was going to turn around to focus back on the game, too fuming to watch much longer until he saw his eyes. Komori felt his blood run cold when he witnessed Kiyoomi’s pupils shaking violently, expanding and narrowing rapidly without any control. In a panic, he called a time-out immediately, taking his cousin by the arm, and dragging him away to the changing room without another word, leaving everyone puzzled. 
The players, despite being confused, decided to grab their water and relax until the two came back to the court. One of them, that was your friend, called you down, wanting to introduce you to the rest of the team, excited like a cute child. He quickly explained who you are, that you came because of the exchange program and were really talented in the sport you were practising. 
Without any surprise, you hit off with all of them rapidly, immediately feeling welcomed and appreciated. You could only enjoy how easygoing they were and how simple it was to have a nice discussion with them, the gloomy mood becoming more joyful and light-hearted. 
With your arm thrown over a second year’s shoulders, you relish in the good ambience, almost forgetting about Komori and Kiyoomi. Softly laughing at a dumb joke a player was saying, you felt more comfortable than ever with them. You almost did not notice your friend come out of the changing room, alone this time, looking much calmer and relaxed than earlier. 
Not mentioning what just happened, he joined the discussion as if everything was fine, standing next to you, close enough to be able to whisper some jokes about the players in your ear. Though everything was going well, you could still feel Komori glance at you anxiously, despite his calm and collected act, something seemed wrong. 
Some long minute passed before the intriguing man came back, Kiyoomi finally got out of the changing room and joined the rest of the team, just next to you. Though, Komori quickly placed himself between you and him, putting his hand on your shoulder before introducing you, making you discover that they were cousins. 
It was making much more sense now, as you could understand why they were extremely close and often together even though it seemed like one of the two did not like the other around him. 
Komori took a quick glance at you, not saying anything. Normally, you try to shake hands as a greeting. But thankfully for you, a while ago you noticed how Kiyoomi was avoiding every skin-to-skin contact with absolutely everyone. So instead, you simply bowed, hoping it was enough. 
Thankfully for you, you noticed a while ago how he was avoiding every skin-to-skin contact with anyone, so you didn't try to shake his hand, but simply bowed. You spotted from the corner of your eye how Komori exhaled in relief, knowing how Kiyoomi would have lost it if you touched him without washing your hands or putting on hand sanitiser.
Glad that the incident has been avoided without him needing to intervene, he started talking to you, being the one mostly holding the discussion going. He kept standing in between you and his cousin, pushing him to the side little by little discreetly.
You could see how it was annoying Kiyoomi, and he was starting to lose his patience. The tense atmosphere was making you feel more and more uncomfortable, the situation not getting better in the slightest, so you decided to tell Komori that they should start practising again, as they lost a bit too much time already.
He blushed in embarrassment, and apologized immediately, motioning for Kiyoomi and the rest of the team to go back on the court. As he walked away, the black-haired male was still standing in front of you, eyes piercing through yours with an unrecognizable expression on his face. And then, he left without another word, his shoulder brushing against yours as he almost gently pushed you to the side.
During the rest of the practice, the game changed as he was looking at you, and you were looking somewhere else. You could feel his eyes on you, but you tried your best to focus on the rest of the players instead, despite the burning feeling on the side of your head and neck.
You could see Komori being annoyed at his cousin's behaviour and almost calling him out in the middle of the game, hiding his anger, which was in reality jealousy and kept acting strange.
The tense atmosphere between the two was distracting, especially you that was observing from afar, and you were unable to keep track of what was happening when the two guys were staring down at each other. The other players were awkward too, and the training session was cut short, unexpectedly stopping one hour earlier than usual.
You took the opportunity to exchange numbers with the rest of the players, some of them inviting you to upcoming parties or for lunch. You enjoyed your time with them, meanwhile, Komori and Kiyoomi had already disappeared from the court. You barely had the time to see them get out of the changing room, freshly showered and dressed in their school attire as Komori bids you goodbye, followed by a short apology as he drags Kiyoomi away, whose eyes weren't leaving yours.
That peculiar tension disappeared the moment he stepped out of the building and was out of your sight. It left you shivering, a foreign urge, a nameless craving bubbling deep into your stomach, mind, and heart. It leaves you gasping for air as if something just punched you in the stomach.
The same night, as you were finally home, laying down on your bed with your eyes closed, you felt it, this other presence in the back of your mind. It was subtle, too subtle for you to make anything about it, but it was here. Though the tiredness took over your body, your mind fell into an endless void, unknowingly going straight into his trap. And then, he was here again, the same captivating face and enchanting eyes staring down at you. It was luring you in, making you step forward until you were close enough for him to grab your face, bringing you into a heated kiss.
Everything went too quickly, and before you knew it, the blood in your veins was boiling up, almost as if electricity was going through them. Your legs and core were burning up, tensed and overwhelmed by everything that was happening, this delirious dream driving you mad. It seemed so realistic, you could feel his warmth, smell him and touch him. You couldn't resist the temptation as you held into his waist, bringing him closer and sliding your leg in between his. The moan he lets out was resonating in your mind, echoing through the white void of your imagination.
Your brain was screaming at you to get away, push him and snap out of it, but you weren't able to, too focused on his lips and his taste. The same magnetic aura made your mind go blank, forgetting what you were thinking about the second before.
Kiyoomi smirked at your reaction, wrapping his hands around your neck, his nails digging into your skin to have you even closer, trapping you in his hold. One of his hands slowly danced down, tugging on the shirt you were wearing, exposing more skin as he had the opportunity to move down and gently bite your neck and shoulder.
Everything was too tempting, and he couldn't help but lick the side of your neck, searching for the softest part. He looked down at you, mouth still wide open until his fangs touched the side of your neck, and his mouth closed suddenly onto you, like a predator jumping on its prey.
It hurt so bad at first, your skin was burning, as if someone threw you in a pit of fire. But slowly, the pain subdued, a strange sensation being left behind, your pain and pleasure being twice stronger. You were confused about what was happening, while Kiyoomi was completely high on the taste and satisfaction he felt.
It was certain now, he had found his mate, your linked sensations and dreams were the proof of it. He could feel the pain on his neck as he bites you, his own hands copying you when you cup his face, trying to tug him off. Kiyoomi know how rare it is to get a link this powerful, but he didn't mind it one bit, he was not even expecting to meet his mate one day, and yet, it happened.
The only frustrating part was that everything was happening in your minds only. For now, the link was temporary and would disappear within a few days.
He needed to see you again.
He sensed you grow more frantic, desperately to get him off as now, the bite was really painful. As gently as he could, he opened his mouth, his fangs slowly retracting from your delicious flesh. The smell of your blood was still tantalizing him, but Kiyoomi needed to be patient, it was useless to rush things.
When finally the pain disappeared, you were able to breathe correctly again, fear leaving your mind. Even though it was not real and this guy couldn't harm you, the threat of sucking you dry or killing you was still on the back of your mind. Deep down, you were aware that he never threatened you, and the whole atmosphere didn't feel like he wanted to harm you… especially with how his body was reacting.
His hands were still on your jaw and shoulder, thumb softly caressing your skin, lips colliding soon after. Kiyoomi keep peppering kisses all over your neck, nuzzling against you as he enjoyed the scent of your perfume and blood.
Curious, you look down to observe him, his red eyes catching your attention. In a beautiful way, his pupils were overtaking the colour, blending into a deeper shade, only adding to the profoundness of his eyes. Despite behaving so sweetly, he looked high and mad, with remaining blood on the corner of his lips, staining his skin.
His tongue darted out, licking the blood off with an expression of pure ecstasy, swallowing with great pleasure. His lips parted to let out a sinful moan, showing off his long and pointed fangs, and the urge to taste you again get stronger.
Before he could try to touch you again though, you slapped his hand away, mind clearing up as you took a step back, putting some distance between you and him. He tried to go after you, his hand reaching for your shoulder. Kiyoomi was only some centimetres away before everything went black, and you woke up. His frustrated and disappointed face echoed in your mind as everything disappeared around you, the ground vanished and let you fall endlessly. 
You woke up after this, the fall in your dream forced you awake. You were panting and sweating profusely, your heart beating erratically, still unable to process everything that you just dreamed of. But you weren’t so sure if it was a dream anymore, as you could feel your neck burning and hurting, and after checking in the mirror, your body was covered in red nail marks. They were on your neck, clearly recently made and far too similar to the place Kyoomi was holding you for this to be a coincidence. 
You felt sick, your mind was aching and your stomach turning, as you felt as if something was missing. Strangely, you craved something but had no idea of what exactly. And to not help you with this situation, you rapidly found out that you were hard and dripping, which wasn’t something you wanted to be right now. 
Even after a few minutes, you were still in the same state. You tried to take a shower, to ignore it, watch things that you found disgusting and made your stomach turn, and not in a nice way. But despite this, after doing everything you could think of, it wasn’t coming down. Desperate, and wanting to enjoy your morning before classes, you decide to check the time, seeing how there wasn’t so much time left before going to school. 
Seriously hesitating on what to do, you knew that if you were still like this after long minutes, it wasn’t going to disappear suddenly within this short span of time. Groaning, you convinced yourself that you had no other solution, as you dropped what you were doing and went into the living room, throwing your school bag beside the door. 
And that’s how you ended up sitting on your sofa, lifting the front of your shirt and holding it up with your teeth as you pulled your pants down, stroking yourself slowly. Gradually going faster, you felt your mind go blank, forgetting about all the strange things that happened to you, unknowingly distracting someone else as you relieve yourself. 
Unfortunately for the poor volleyball player, the link between you wasn’t effective only in your dreams, but all the time, both during the day and the night. This means, that if one of you feels something in a strong way, the other will immediately sense it and share that feeling too. 
And so, while getting dressed after waking up feeling discontented by his first dream shared with you, Kiyoomi felt the powerful pleasure going through your body. That bliss coursing through your veins as much as it was in his, his mind went blank as a wave of satisfaction hit him, hard. 
His knees went weak, and he almost fell onto the ground, legs shaking as the sensations were far too powerful for him to withstand. Kiyoomi didn’t know how to feel. First, you ignored him almost all the time during school, then you ended up being pushed away by you inside your dream, and now, you were masturbating just after waking up. Did it mean that he has enough effect on you to give you a hard-on and make you lose your mind? 
Though he wasn’t able to think much longer as he felt his legs give out, the feeling was breathtaking, almost electric, as he never felt something this strong with anyone before, even with those he had a link with. 
Usually, he finds that kind of act absolutely disgusting and unhygienic, which explains why he never touches himself, except for the exception of doing it in someone else’s dream. He was never touching himself, or even thinking about it, even less about spending a night with someone. It was just a distraction. 
But, with the raw pleasure he sensed, unable to ignore it as long as you were feeling it, he could feel his resolve crumble. Your euphoria was taking over his senses, as he could almost feel you, hear you mean and grunt in his ear, imagining your voice as you murmur his name, and unconsciously, his body started to react. 
He really wanted to fight it, refusing to let himself get indulged in such a gross and odious act like this, especially in the morning. But, knowing it was you, pleasuring yourself because of him, was exhilarating, to say the least. It was maybe a unique opportunity to share something with you outside of a dream, pleasuring himself at the same time as you, as if you were the one doing it for him. The idea was so tempting. 
Fixated on what he wanted to do, he completely ignored Komori that should be waiting for him outside the house by now. He could wait for a bit longer anyway, you weren’t going to be at school early today so, there was no reason for them to be in a rush. 
Before he could move towards his bed, a spike of pleasure made him collapse on the ground. In a haste, he pulled his pants down, almost ripping his underwear off as he touched himself for the first time outside a fake reality. The simple contact of his palm against his wet tip made him whine, back arching as his body was sensitive to the point he could feel something come out already. All his muscles were tensed, and he had difficulty breathing as he was overwhelmed by everything. 
Kiyoomi barely started to move when a new wave hits him, feeling your body tense up at the same time as him, he could discern the shakiness of your legs, and almost hear the grunts escaping your lips but muffled by your shirt. Your mind was utterly blank and empty as the link became stronger, now truly unbreakable, as you were unknowingly solidifying it. 
Now, Kiyoomi was able to hear your erratic heartbeat, your unstable breathing, and how you struggled with each inhale. The best thing was the shared pleasure, Kiyoomi could feel each rapid stroke, as he would reply with a slower but tighter one, absolutely worsening your sensitive state. 
As Kiyoomi was trying to match up with your pace, something new emerged, as he felt your body tense up, your breath stopped as a strong sensation broke through your entire body. At this instant, your release triggered his own body to follow you, and cum instantly, even if he wasn’t physically ready to. 
And here he was, in the middle of his room, touching himself for the first time and coming after only a few movements of his wrist. His whole body and brain broke, not functioning anymore, as everything came to a stop. 
It was far too embarrassing. It was so lewd and humiliating, but oh-so-satisfying to have his body give out, Kiyoomi needed it more than anything. 
The thought of being connected to you, being so close to you, feeling whenever you do it, whenever you lose yourself in the forbidden pleasure. It only makes him more addicted to you, desiring to see and taste more. 
If the smell of you and your blood weren’t enough to make him lose his mind, the way your body was moving, how big you were compared to him, and how it left him so many places to bite onto, definitely did. The thought alone could bring him to new highs. He could imagine it already, how he could suck your blood out of you, slowly driving you insane, only for the aphrodisiac of his bite to overwhelm you, him only being able to bring you this endless pleasure. 
Minutes were passing, and despite his mind slowly becoming clearer, he was still frozen in place, his body unable to move. Cum was running down his shaft, onto his hand and sliding down to his elbow, pooling onto the ground. 
He was finally able to breathe correctly, enjoying the relaxed state he was in, high on the pleasure he felt not so long ago. Thankfully for him, it seemed like you only needed to do it once to be satisfied, or else he would have been passed out by the end of the second time. 
But Kiyoomi spoke too soon because he felt it again, this time much stronger, the link activating in a way he didn’t know was possible, his body moving without his consent, his hands going back to hold the tip. His hand moved in synchronization with yours, obediently following your lead even if he didn’t want it. 
He shrieked at the aggressive tempo, the pace was far too quick for him, along with the tight hold around his dick, driving him insane, he was losing it. He couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything to free himself from this power you had over him. He wanted to tell you to slow down, to let him some minutes to regain control of his body, but it would impossible for you to hear, and even so, you were too lost in the headspace he forced you into. 
It was his own fault, after all, if he didn’t play with your mind while you were sleeping, he wouldn’t be here right now, unable to control his own body or mind. Everything was blurry around him, his ears were buzzing and his lower body was shaking as he tried to hold himself up, gripping the edge of his bed. 
Kiyoomi was awfully sensitive, with no stamina during this kind of play, and so, before he knew it, he was cumming again. Without a doubt, you felt it, and yet you weren’t stopping. His hand was still moving at the same pace despite having just came, and he was now completely drenching his pants, unable to stand up anymore. Kiyoomi fell to the ground, his back hitting the side of his bed as he spread his legs, giving up and leaving you to do all the work.
He knew he couldn’t stop you now, not even decrease the pace until he regain his body’s control. Unfortunately, as long as you’re in this state, you will be the one with the upper hand, and he was forced to endure it. Currently, he couldn’t do anything except roll his head back, arch his back and let his mouth hang open, letting out the most sinful sounds he ever heard made. 
It went like this for so long that he lost count, his body shaking uncontrollably. Then suddenly, you were slowing down, and he could finally breathe correctly, inhaling as much air as he could, his lungs burning. Kiyoomi thought he could relax, but something felt wrong, as he didn’t feel you finish, with no sensation similar to what he felt the first time. Were you really done? It seemed suspicious. 
As he thought this, you were breathing heavily, so close to your high, as you moved your thumb towards your tip, barely pressing your nail into the opening, sending Kiyoomi’s body lurching forward. His voice broke as a moan was forced out of his mouth, this action hurt so fucking good, the pain was addicting. His hips thrusted up uselessly, knowing he wasn’t the one in charge of the stimulation he was receiving. 
And it’s only after another orgasm that he broke down, whimpering your name out loud, begging and whining, crying, pleading for you to stop, and then to keep going, to give him more. Until finally, he shouted out something intelligible, squirting over himself, and his pants, making a complete mess as he was too drunk on these sensations to process anything. 
He humped the air, searching for you as something snapped inside of him, his eyes rolling back in his skull, his whole mind filled with thoughts of you. He hoped you were losing your mind too, while thinking about him, making a mess while hoping he could be there with you. Kiyoomi would do absolutely everything to be in between your legs, lapping at your dick, devouring your thighs and tasting you. He could offer his mouth to you, his entire body, doing anything that could make you happy. 
There were hearts and tears in his eyes, Kiyoomi knew that he needed to have you, to make you his, and have you as desperate as he was for you. It was crazy how badly he was dreaming of marking you, now, sinking his teeth into the flesh of your neck, and forcibly making you cum inside of him. Just imagining how he could drive you mad with only one bite, only a single bite and you were his forever, obsessed with his scent, hypnotized by his eyes and entranced by his body. 
He was aware that a single bite could drive any human insane, making them mad and high on a surreal pleasure. And he couldn’t help but dream of biting you countless times, cover neck and shoulders in his beautiful marks, making you bleed, tasting you without feeding. 
He could see and feel it already, how you would fuck into him harder, unable to think of anyone else but him, destroy his body until he couldn’t walk anymore. How you could make a mess out of him, and only he could bring you to an ecstasy you never felt before, become addicted to this link and sensations. 
For the first time, Kiyoomi desired someone, wishing that you could be his and only his. As his mind was taken away, disappearing into a pit of need and want, determined to make a move as soon as he can, his body went limp. 
You weren’t in a better state on the side, his numerous releases made you almost pass out by the end of it, and as you try to slow down your breathing, needing to get ready to go to school, something in the back of your mind snaps. 
You closed your eyes, and when you opened them again, you were in the same dream as before. 
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akashababy · 4 months
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Hinata Shoyo x Top male reader
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Hinata Shoyo was always bursting with energy and passion on the volleyball court, but off the court, he was a quiet and shy guy. He had always harbored a secret crush on you, the top male player on the team.
One day, after a particularly intense practice, Hinata found himself alone with you in the locker room. As he was about to leave, you called out his name, making him freeze in his tracks.
"Shoyo, can I talk to you for a minute?" you asked, your voice low and smooth.
Hinata felt his heart race as he turned to face you. He had always admired you from afar, and now you were looking at him with such intensity that it made his knees weak.
"I've noticed the way you look at me during practice," you said, taking a step closer to him. "And I have to admit, I've been thinking about you too."
Hinata's eyes widened in shock. He never imagined that you would feel the same way about him. But before he could say anything, you placed a hand on his cheek and leaned in, capturing his lips in a heated kiss.
The sensation of your lips on his sent shivers down Hinata's spine. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened. Your hands roamed over his body, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him.
Before Hinata knew it, you had him pressed up against the locker, your hands trailing down his chest. He let out a soft moan as you nibbled and kissed his neck, making him feel weak in the knees.
"Please, I want you," Hinata whispered, his voice filled with longing.
You smirked and pulled him closer, your hands undoing his uniform and leaving him bare before you. Hinata's eyes fluttered closed as you explored his body, leaving him breathless and wanting more.
As your lips met his once again, Hinata knew that this was just the beginning of an intense and passionate encounter with the man he had always admired. And he couldn't wait to explore every inch of you.
Hinata Shoyo couldn't believe how lucky he was to have met someone like Y/N. The top male reader had swept him off his feet and the two had been practically inseparable ever since they met. Now, Hinata found himself lost in the feeling of Y/N's strong arms wrapped around him as they woke up in bed together. The memories of the previous night's heated encounter were still fresh in his mind.
Y/N pressed a kiss to Hinata's shoulder, sending shivers down his spine. "Good morning, lover," he purred, his voice low and husky. Hinata turned to face him, a shy smile on his lips as he took in Y/N's ruggedly handsome features. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of the man he couldn't believe was his.
"You're so beautiful," Hinata whispered, running a hand through Y/N's tousled hair. Y/N's eyes sparked with desire as he pulled Hinata closer, their lips meeting in a searing kiss. Their chemistry was undeniable, and Hinata couldn't help but feel a rush of heat spread through his body.
Their hands roamed each other's bodies, igniting a fire within them both. Clothes were quickly discarded as they moved together, their passion reaching new heights as they explored each other in the morning light. Y/N's touch was intoxicating, and Hinata lost himself in the sensation of their bodies merging as one.
The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and the heady scent of their lovemaking. Hinata's heart raced as Y/N whispered sweet nothings in his ear, driving him wild with desire. The pleasure was almost overwhelming as they moved in perfect sync, each touch sending them both spiraling closer to the edge.
As they reached the peak of their passion, Hinata couldn't help but cry out Y/N's name, his body trembling with ecstasy. Y/N held him close, their bodies still entwined as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Hinata knew that he was completely and utterly lost in Y/N, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
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archivedzeke · 1 year
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STREAMER GETS FINGERED ! kenma kozume
warnings ! top m! reader , trans character (afab) , nsfw , fingering , voyeurism , exhibition , squirting , daddy kink , slight spanking
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★ . . . “ keep your fucking hips up. " your hand came into contact with kenma's face , his head whipping to the side from the force of the slap as a sharp whine left his lips from the sting.
your long fingers were buried deep inside kenma's pink cunt , his legs spread wide just for you as you moved both your middle and ring finger in and out of him slowly , watching him suck them back in with minimal ease. such a fucking whore.
the black haired man could only hold his legs open and move his hips down against your fingers for better friction. thighs quaking as he asked you to give him more , make him cum.
kenma was propped onto his back , arms wrapped under the backside of his knees to keep his legs in the air. his streaming camera which was usually facing his gaming chair was pointed toward the bed , zoomed in on his dripping cunt.
" look at his pretty little pussy , taking my fingers so well. he's leaking everywhere. you like being shown off like this don't you bitch ? "
he nodded his head obediently , toes curling in ecstasy , " yes daddy. i l-luh-love it ! "
the poor boys legs were shaking and a bit sore , being forced to sit still as you had your way with him - antagonizing him with the slow movement of your fingers. he just wanted to cum.
you pump them in and out of him quickly , spurring on gasps and high-pitched moans. his pussy fluttered around your fingers , head rolling to the side but not once did he drop his legs.
" pluh-please daddy. . . ngh-oh fuck! " his slick juices seeping out and coating your fingers to the knuckle , the excess sticking to his thighs.
" are you going to cum baby? you've been so greedy , pussy swallowing my fingers. i'm sure our little viewers would love for you to cum like this " you placed a kiss on his ass cheek and smirked at the camera. slowing your fingers to hear the loud wet slick sounds that cause him embarrassment.
as if getting fingered on the live stream was not enough. kenma’s clit throbbed , twitching for stimulation. he’s been good, doing as you say and letting you pull orgasm after orgasm out of him.
" d-deeper! fuck. . . push them deeper " he let his words trail off into a gentle groan. pushing his ass back in time for you to push your fingers further into his cunt. “yes . . ah! like that daddy ! ”
there was a split second of shock as kenma's back arched off the bed with a girlish moan , thick cream gushing from his sloppy folds as he tried his hardest to pull away. " whoa baby , was that it? did i find your spot? "
you teased him to no end , stimulating the spongey area while rubbing gentle circles on his throbbing clit. kenma's broken garbled language had your thick cock begging for release.
but of course , you could deal with that after you've made him cum again from your fingers. it didn’t take him long , he was already at his peak again. but this time he felt different , wetter.
his clit twitched underneath your thumb and his pussy walls clenched around your fingers , spasming with wetness and heat before kenma's eyes crossed and a loud sob of pleasure left his throat. body going rigid and legs tensing in air.
clear liquid spurting from his cunt , and his hold on his leg going weak as his body went limp. but you leaned over to catch some of his release on your tongue with a giggle.
" you made such a mess ken ! look at that ! ”
pulling your fingers away from his used pussy and spreading his folds, you glanced at the camera with a smile, bringing your other hand down on the fat of his ass before gripping the flesh.
kenma panted , mewled , and giggled. the orgasm leaving him in an almost braindead state. if he was this way with your fingers , he was going to be even better with your cock buried in his cunt.
𝗰𝘃𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘇𝗲𝗸𝗲™
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yasuosexual · 3 months
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another self-indulgent post (maybe??) cus i’m rewatching haikyuu with the bestie c:
tooru oikawa as a boyfriend
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oikawa knows that the ladies being all over him bothers you. the way it makes the hairs on your neck stand up, the way you possessively grab onto his arm, how you start to feel shy in their presence…
doesn’t matter to him though. “ladies, ladies,” he calls, placing his hand on top of yours that is tightened around his bicep, “you know i have such a lovely girlfriend, please,” with his free arm he waves them off. this oikawa is nothing like the oikawa you once knew.
oikawa couldn’t take his eyes off of you from the second he first saw you. he loved how you walked with such elegance, your hair flowing gracefully through the breeze of the other student passerby’s. he admired you in class, always turning your homework in on time and being there for those who needed help.
but most of all, he loved your smile. it was infectious, and he couldn’t deny it. oikawa had the power to have any girl he wanted, and he chose you.
oikawa was absolutely enamored by the way you caused him to smile. it didn’t matter if it was because you meant it or not— any little thing you did made a grin creep it’s way onto his lips. when he confessed his love to you, he was shocked when you rejected him. he was tooru oikawa?! how could any girl say no to him.
and so he tried and tried again. oikawa worked his magic until you found yourself at his mercy, head over heels in love. staring into his longing brown gaze, feeling the way his hand snaked around the small of your back, pulling you into a passionate kiss. you couldn’t say no, and you wouldn’t.
“looks like you finally fell for me,” he smiled, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear, “i knew this would happen. i love you,”
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I just searched the english lyrics of 10 months by enhypen and… mind full, thinking of Lev having a puppy crush on you and trying to prove it’s more than that. My mind rn>> Please he tries his best to impress you, be it by dribbling the volleyball and getting his ass kicked by Yaku, or accidentally putting too much force into his serve that it slams into your face. Justice for you😞🤚
Even though he’s often perceived as an overgrown fetus due to his childish antics and the fact he is one, he still wants you to stop babying him and start relying on him, to finally see just how “grown” he really is. He promises himself to protect you going on forth so you can finally realize he’s much more than long legs and slender arms. Walking you home even though his house is the other way and he has to walk double the distance, reaching for the things on the top shelf for you and accidentally knocking something on your head, or even giving you his jacket but realizing he’s also cold so you opt to sharing it. These are all his attempts in showing that this is more than just a puppy love and you should start taking him seriously. I mean… if I were you…😁😁😁
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Masterlist Link : Here
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rjhpandapaws · 2 months
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Karasuno's Precious Manager
Shimizu Kiyoko
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1.14.24
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qloof · 1 year
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move there's a new Red Colored Character x Green Colored Character in town
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sailormiraii · 6 months
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Depression leaving my body instantly ♡♡♡
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bottomtsuki-kei · 10 months
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If you try hard enough, you can get this too :]
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