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sofiafushiguro · 2 years

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three is not a crowd - bokuto koutaro & kuroo tetsuro

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: bokuto koutaro x afab reader x kuroo tetsuro

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 0.7k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: poly relaitonship, masturbation (f), threesome, using of ropes, daddy kink, using of pet names, light praising kink. All characters are 18+ here.

↳𝖆/𝖓: This is a re-upload from my old blog but it’s too good to forget

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It definitely started as a one-night thing. You all were drunk, horny, and thought that it was going to be fun to have a threesome. Until you caught the feelings.

Now you were here with two boyfriends, and you couldn´t be happier. Your relationship with Kuroo and Bokuto couldn´t be better. It has a perfect balance because they have their attention on you, and you love it.

Bokuto is sweet, he likes to please you in every single way, and as his mind is never sleeping, he always has new ideas he wants to try out.

Of course, he first has to talk to Kuroo, who is as sweet as Bokuto but also is a little severe; he just likes things going his way.

Like the first time that they used a rope. Bokuto had a lot of struggles following the pattern, and Kuroo had begun to stress out, but the final product was exquisite. They loved seeing you defenseless against them because your hands were tied to your back, and your legs were spread for them.

And after fucking you stupid, they always give you the best aftercare. Kuroo likes to clean you, he undoes the rope, uses a wipe to remove all the fluids on your body, and caresses your sore skin.

On the other side, Bokuto is more vocal. "Time to come back, Y/N. You did so well, Daddy and I feel so proud of you,"

Because yes, you both call Kuroo "Daddy"

And after some time of being together, Bokuto found out that, after traveling to different places because of a game, he needed to be with his two favorite people, so he knew inmediately that you all needed to move together.

Kuroo agreed as fast as he could because he was thinking the same. He also travels a lot because he is an important businessman, and requires to be everywhere every time, so seeing you and Bokuto after a long flight was perfect.

And you didn´t have any complaints, because your house was huge. It has multiple rooms, an enormous kitchen where you can try different recipes you see on the internet, and a fabulous pool for those hot days in Tokyo.

Unfortunately, because of your boyfriends' jobs, you have to spend a lot of time home alone. What are you going to do in such a big house all by yourself? The answer is easy: Play.

Using one of their credit cards, you go on some shopping trips trying to find the perfect lingerie to take some pictures with a professional camera, of course. Your boys only deserve high-quality products.

So you ask thee KozudKen for some advice on a good camera, and once you have your choice, you don't think twice before buying it.

You set the perfect angle and light for your photos and start posing. You just look so hot on that lingerie that you accidentally get turned on by yourself, so with that excuse in mind, you start recording.

You are sure that the camera is getting every single image of your fingers going inside your wet pussy, and that the mic is well connected so they can hear you moaning their names.

"Tetsuro!" "Koutaro!"

And of course, you send it all to your boyfriends. Bad timing, tho.

Kuroo is in the middle of an important meeting when he feels his dick growing hard inside his pants, seeing all the photos you took.

Bokuto is having a break from practice, and he decided to check his phone. Your ass on a show for him has Bokuto so horny that he needs to go to the bathroom for a moment.

Now you just have to wait until they come home. And when they do... say bye to walking normal for two weeks straight.

They bend you, flip you, fuck you in every position possible because they have to make up for the time they left you alone.

"Kitty was so desperate for daddy? That´s it?" Kuroo asks mockingly.

"How about you never touch my pussy again until I say so?," asks Bokuto the same way.

You love it. You love every part of your relationship with Kuroo and Bokuto despite what others say.

People tell you that "Three is a crowd," or that "One of you is going to end up heartbroken," but you know that is not the case.

You love when you go to Bokuto´s games, and he scores a point for you and Kuroo.

You love when Kuroo has finally some vacation and gets to spend the whole day in bed with you and Bokuto.

And they love you, every part of you.

#hq🏐#kuroo! kuroo! kuroo!#bokuto! bokuto! bokuto!#kuroo x reader #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo testuro #kuroo tetsuro smut #kuroo tetsuro x you #bokuto x you #bokuto scenarios #bokuto kotaro x you #bokuto koutarou #bokuto kōtarō #bokuto kotaro smut #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyu x reader

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white-poppie · 2 months

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Tsukishima Kei believes subtle actions speak louder than words ⎯ especially in relationships.

To anyone Kei would seem aloof and cold, but you know that he cares from his little gestures. The way he gently squeezes your hand to reassure you, letting you rest your head on his shoulder, that little relieved smile that makes way on his face when you drop by during his practice sometimes. Him mindlessly massaging your calves ⎯ your legs sprawled over his as he lets you watch whatever sappy romance you want watch when you whine about your day being so bad.

Tsukishima who freezes when you move closer on the couch and peck his cheek during the movie. His surprise slowly dissolves on his face, making way for a soft smirk as he turns his head and looks at you.

"Was that necessary?" he asks, his words almost accusatory, but his tone and expression is relaxed.

"Nope, but I'm trying to get you used to affection." you say softly.

He snorts at your words, “So, you’re planning to slowly brainwash me to become the ideal boyfriend? Or what?"

"I am trying to brainwash you into being utterly in love with me, the ideal girlfriend." you chuckle, rotating your pointer finger in front of his face. "Wish Woosh, Hocus Pocus. Tsukishima Kei will love me forever."

Although he tries keeps up his serious expression, but it turns more into a smile as a wide grin spreads across his face at your silly action.

"You actually want me to say it? That I love you?" He asks, "Is that what the game is?" he rolls his eyes and shakes his head in amusement.

"Maybe?" you whisper out softly and look at him with those hopeful eyes of yours that make him melt.

Tsukishima is silent, just looking at you calmly in a way that makes your heart raise with excitement and trepidation togther.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" you ask softly and he sighs, shaking his head, his eyes softening.

"Of course not, its just...I am not used to it?" He says and you listen to him intently, nodding, urging him to continue. "I just...I don't know, it makes me feel so vulnerable saying it." He utters.

"I just feel like what the point of saying it, when I already express it through other ways, you know?" he says, running his fingers through your hair, calmly. Thats how he loves you.

"I know. you murmur, "I just like hearing you say it." You hum with a pause, looking at him, trying to gauge his reaction. "You don't have to say it if you don't want to, its just that it makes it feel so much real when I hear it..."

Tsukishima smiles, lightly. Thats what he loves about you. You have these ways of making him feel utterly speechless and you do this so effortlessly.

"Okay." he says, his ears getting a tiny bit red. You want to point it out, but you bite your tongue to not ruin the moment.

"I love you." he says, his hand resting over your head and a you can't help the bright smile that makes its way on your face. Hearing it out of his mouth almost makes you flustered. You can't help but giggle and bury your face in his chest.

"I love you too."

- FANFICTIONS —HAIKYU!!

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chaepink · 10 months

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K so imagine this:

Tutoring Hinata or Kageyama, (either one works cause they're both in desperate need of kicking up their grades) fucking them in a serpent's embrace-type position while they complete a study guide you prepared but edging them until they get 100% accuracy. Them breathily sighing out answers and occasional whines. Drilling the content into their heads while drilling them with the strap

Studying session | sub!kageyama tobio

wc: 1.4+ words | masterlist

dom!reader, begging, edging, pegging, reader is mentioned to be able to lift him up, slight spanking, degrading

note : i feel like i wrote this weird...

When you suggested that you would help tutor Kageyama for his upcoming test, he thought it was all going to be flashcards, tests, and strict tutoring. Although you did bring a study guide that you made for him to use, he didn't think you would propose an idea that made the whole situation a lot more interesting.

"Is the answer-" He cuts himself off with a whine as you continue fucking him with your strap. Every bounce of his body sends shocks throughout him.

"C-C?" He lets out another breathy whine as you smile. "That's right," you say, speeding up your movements.

The next question is harder, a question about information that Kageyama had trouble memorizing. It doesn't help that he's rather close to cumming either, with his hips jerking up and down, trying to match the pace you're setting.

"Is it C?"

"Sorry babe, but that's incorrect." You slow down your thrusts to an almost complete stop as Kageyama sobs at the lack of pleasure.

"N-No! I was so c-close, please!" He turns to you with tear-brimmed eyes, begging you to continue with your movements. You quietly shush him as you wipe away the tears that are about to fall.

"Shh, it's okay. There are still a few more questions left and you've done so well so far. How about you get these last ones correct and you'll get a reward?" He nods hesitantly at you, turning back at the study guide.

You begin your previous actions again and start slowly fucking in and out of him again. While it's enough to make him feel a bit of pleasure, it's still not enough for him. He needs more!

Though he was hesitant at first to agree to your... unique method of tutoring that includes some pegging, once he got into it, he began enjoying the idea a lot more. Of course, he's not going to verbally tell you that but you can already tell by his begging and actions.

With his back to your chest and him sitting on your lap, you're able to slip your hand under his shirt and play with his nipples every once in a while as he tries to answer the questions correctly. This also means that even a slight movement of your legs sends a bolt of pleasure up his body due to the strap in him moving as well.

"T-The correct answer is ngh! i-is B."

"That's correct." He whines as you speed up your actions. He can tell that you're purposely increasing the pace less than you would usually, knowing that it would drive him crazy.

As you ask him every remaining question that's left, he gets it right. All that's left is a particularly hard one that you may or may not have put there as the last question on purpose, knowing that you would have made him agree to your idea.

Kageyama takes some time thinking (although he can't do it very well, not when you're still inside him) before telling you his answer to the final question.

"Correct! That's awesome, baby." You give him a kiss on the cheek. "I'm so proud of you for finishing all this." A grin makes its way onto your face.

"You know what you get now, right?"

He twists his head to look at you, a blush adorning his cheeks as he stutters out an answer.

"A r-reward?" You smile at him.

"That's right." Grabbing him by the hips, you gently lift him up enough so you can slip the strap out of him, eliciting a whine out of him.

"[Name] w-what are you-"

"Don't worry, you'll get your reward. Just lay flat on the table."

Obediently, he does what you tell him to and lays his body on the table in front of him, making sure to remove the papers on it first. Due to how low the piece of furniture is, his knees lay nicely on the floor. He's in a near-dog position with his elbows on the table and you swear you can almost see a doggy tail waving side to side behind him.

You can't help but lick your lips at the view. Kageyama, your oh so adorable boyfriend, presenting his ass to you as he turns around and looks at you with innocent, pleading eyes. His current state hugely contrasts his usual stoic and serious demeanor.

You can just ravish him then and there, but you have to take it slow first. It's his reward after all. Grabbing him by the hips, you position your strap to his hole.

"Ready for your reward?" Instead of a verbal answer, Kageyama teasingly shakes his ass at you and you tsk, giving it a small slap. Kageyama whimpers at the delicious pain.

"Such a tease, aren't you? I need a verbal answer."

"Fuck y-yes."

In one smooth motion, you enter the strap inside him and begin fucking him with slow yet deep thrusts. Each and everyone one of them elicits a moan out of him.

It's not long until you eventually speed up and begin fucking him at a faster pace than before, one that has his knees weak, eyes about to roll back, and breathless. God, it feels so good, he thinks. The strong grip you have on his hips hurts but the slight pain only adds to the pleasure he's feeling.

You lean forward, your chest almost touching his back. Although he's lowering his face toward the table, you can still see how red his face is. With this new position, you're able to fuck him from a whole new angle as you talk into his flushed ear.

"I'm fucking you so good, isn't that right? I can tell by the way you're crying and moaning like a bitch in heat."

You teasingly blow cool air onto his ear, enjoying the way his body shivers.

"y-yes you're ah! f-fucking me so good!" He lets out another whimper and as you take a peek at his dick, you grin as you see how hard and red it is, pre dripping onto the floor.

"Answer this question, baby." You grab the study guide you made for him off the floor and put it in front of him, showing him a random question.

"f-fuck is the answer-" He cuts himself off with a choked moan as you hit a particular spot in him that has his toes curling and head thrown back, eyes rolling.

"What's that? Repeat it for me."

"i-is the a-answer D?" You shake your head, however, you don't stop your movements this time.

"That's incorrect. You got this right just minutes ago too." You feign a pout even though you know he can't see you. "Such a shame. Is it because I'm fucking you so well that you've turned stupid? Is that it? You've been fucked dumb, hm?" Kageyama nods, too fucked out to even process what you're saying or doing to him. All that he feels is the pleasure you're giving him.

"Before I was drilling all that information in your head now I'm drilling this strap in you, isn't that right? And you're enjoying it so much too."

Your thrusts continue to turn rough and the pace increases, making Kageyama let out of near scream as you hit all the right spots in him. His arms give up under him and he's laying flat on the table now. His knees are about to give up as well but the only reason they aren't is because you're holding onto his hips.

He's close, you know it.

"[Name] p-please!"

"Please what?" He lets out a choked sob at your feigning innocence. Another thrust from you steals the breath right out of his chest.

"i-im close! ah! pleaseplease-"

You pretend to think. "Hm... i don't know. You have been doing good when i was tutoring you though..." Kageyama immediately peeks up at you, face flushed even more and he looks like he's about to cry. How cute.

"i did good, i s-swear!"

"Alright, go ahead then and cum."

And he does. He lets out a moan loud enough that you have to cover his mouth, making sure the neighbors don't hear how much a slut Kageyama is.

He makes a mess all over the floor as his arms fall out from under him. Pulling out of him, you hear him whine as he clenches around nothing.

Oh, you just know he'll come running towards you every single time he needs tutoring from now on.

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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ppaniniart · 1 year

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#fanart #haikyuu #hq!!#🏐#themmmmm #karasuno #now I hate striped volleyball balls #and volleyball shoes

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prettyiwa · 1 year

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14 February 2016 | 14:28

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content tags: hurt/comfort, arguments over parental disproval

“Were you ever going to tell me?” he asks, frustration and hurt dripping from his tone.

“I don’t understand why it matters! They have no bearing on our relationship!”

“They’re your parents! I’m your boyfriend. I should know if they don’t like me,” he argues, unable to look away from your defiant expression.

It shouldn’t be like this, you two shouldn’t be arguing. Not now, not when he had come out to spend Valentine’s day with you. If he hadn’t been getting ready in your bedroom, he doubts that he would have heard your parent’s unannounced visit, doubts he would have heard the conversation not meant for him.

And fuck if it doesn’t sting—the truth of your parent’s opinion of him as your romantic partner, the fact that you kept it from him, the dismissal of that little dream that had been forming in his mind. And you don’t get it. You don’t understand how fucking much this hurts.

“They don’t get to decide who I’m with! For fuck’s sake, Iwa! The only two people who matter in this relationship are you and me! Everyone else can go fuck off,” you spit and he hears your hurt with the explicit reduction in his name. He can't even pretend that it doesn't pain him—the fact that you called him 'Iwa' instead of 'Haji' or 'Hajime,' or the fact that you're suffering, too.

“They threatened to cut you off financially. It’s not as though you can afford to stay here without them.”

“My entire life they’ve dictated what I do, where I go, who I see. Befriending you was the first choice I made on my own and I’m not giving that up for them. If they wanna cut me off, then so be it.”

His breath catches in his throat as your declaration rings in the air, giving you an opportunity to say something he wishes you didn’t.

“If this is a dealbreaker for you—my parents not liking you—then so be it. I’m not forcing you to be in a relationship with me, nor am I going to try to get you guys to get along. I’m tired of doing everything I can for a modicum of their approval.”

The fire that burned through you is gone now as though a bucket of water was dumped over you both, leaving nothing but an icy chill blowing through the room.

He closes the distance between you two, eyes never leaving yours, seeing the depth of your fear and your insecurity.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he promises quietly.

As much as he would like for you to have a positive relationship with your parents, you’re right. What matters most is that you two are happy together. Later, when emotions have simmered, you two can talk about it. Maybe then he can voice his insecurities and you can voice yours.

over the course of 24 hours masterlist | haikyuu!! masterlist

#iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi angst #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu hurt/comfort #✒.ix writes #✒.otc24 #🏐.haikyuu!!#entry: 17 #haikyuu drabble #iwaizumi drabble #hq.✒

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sapphicshav · 9 months

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— PICK IT UP! | miya atsumu

genre . . . fluff!! [event drabble]

synopsis . . . in which a seemingly harmless game of uno ends wihh a butthurt atsumu

note . . . for @avid-idiot

"pick up two" you place a +2 into the pile of cards in the centre of the table hoping atsumu wouldn't stack it. "nah you pick up four". he placed another +2 thinking he would give you four cards. "i don't think so, pick up six". his eyes widened in disgust as he watched you place another +2 giving him a total of six cards to pick up. "you. are. evil." he mumbles spacing out his words with every card he picks up. as the night went one, the two of you were both down to one card. having both said uno and not knowing what the other had tension began to rise. luckily atsumu didn't have the that was need so it was your turn to put down a card. "y/n you're not gonna to win against me 'kay, just pick up a card and—" you cut his monologue short by ending the game on a wild card and to make matters worse - it was a +4. atsumu packs up the game with speed and walks away pouting like an angry child.

"you're sleeping on the couch tonight".

#🖌️ — ꒰ sapphicshav ™ ꒱#🏐 — ꒰ haikyuu ꒱#🎈— ꒰ events! ꒱ #⭐ — ❝ slumber party ❞#miya atsumu fluff #atsumu miya #atsumu x reader #hq atsumu #astumu x reader #atsumu hcs #astumu fluff

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petalsrfallen · 1 year

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PRE-GAME GOOD LUCK KISS. part 1

— ASAHI AZUMANE, DAICHI SAWAMURA, KIYOKO SHIMIZU, & KOSHI SUGAWARA X GENDER NEUTRAL READER

— word count: 1012

— summary: giving the third years from karasuno a good luck kiss before a game!

— warnings: kissing, pet names such as darling (daichi), baby (sugawara) babe, baby, sweetpea (asahi), reader calls kiyoko love

— A/N: another repost from my other account but i edited these a little, broke the headcannons into smaller chunks, and added more characters! also this doesn’t canonically fit with the show since they never have just games, but it’s more in line with USA volleyball games i went to in high school

— affiliations: @tokyometronetwork & @http-404-error-unknown

SAWAMURA DAICHI

the captain of the volleyball team may not admit it, but he loves when you greet him before a game. he’s a sucker for your kisses and praise. he’s also not afraid to show you off in front of the team!

“hey darling!” the captain says, smiling and waving at you.

you blush at the nickname, running over to him across the gym and giving him a hug. you’re basically like a sibling to the rest of the boys so it’s not surprising for you to be on the same side of the gym as them.

you stand on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around daichi’s neck, smiling up at the third year. he leans down and presses a deep kiss to your lips, his hands finding your waist and pulling you close to him.

“gross…” tsuki mutters at the two of you, causing you to pull away and flip him off.

“you’re just jealous four eyes…” you smirk and give daichi another quick peck on the lips.

“no matter what happens out there, you do your best. i’m so proud of you no matter what baby…” you whisper to him.

a slight blush coats his cheeks as he nods. “thank you darling, and thank you for the good luck kiss.”

warm-ups are starting now, so you depart to your side of the gym and into the stands, where you watch your daichi do his best.

SUGAWARA KOSHI

koshi likes to keep you from the other guys. it’s not that he wants to keep you a secret, he just gets jealous easily! he can’t help it. he just loves you so much!

the team is taking a quick water break during warm-ups, allowing suga to see you for at least a short amount of time. you greet him down on the floor, where he takes your hand and leads you into the hallway of the gym. you look up at him, a confused expression etched on your face. you open your mouth to speak, when the boy pulls you in for a kiss.

you’re shocked for a minute, but obviously return the kiss, placing your hands on his chest as his rest on your hips.

he pulls away for a moment and smiles, letting out a breathy laugh. “sorry baby, needed to kiss you. i didn’t want to do it in the gym where everyone could see.”

you blush and laugh. “awh, so protective of me koshi?”

it’s his turn to blush as he scratches the back on his neck. “i-i… i just wanted a good luck kiss!”

he pouts at you and you laugh again. “okay baby, relax!”

you press a kiss to his lips again, instantly allowing his pout to fade. “there… happy pretty boy?”

he nods and takes your hand, intertwining your fingers as you walk back into the gym. “good luck baby…”

you squeeze his hand and he squeezes yours back, giving you a kiss on the cheek before returning to his side of the gym.

AZUMANE ASAHI

though he’s very shy, asahi loves a good luck kiss from his s/o. it relieves some of, if not all his anxiety he has about the game in general. seeing you in the crowd really helps him out too!

“babe!” you yell out, waving to him.

his anxiety seems to melt the second his eyes lay on you. he waves back at you, about to turn his attention to his team, when you yell out his name again. he excuses himself and runs over to you.

“everything okay sweetpea?” his brows furrow and you let out a giggle, nodding at him.

“yes baby. everything is perfect. i just want to give you this!” you stand up on your lip toes, barely reaching his chin as you try to give him a kiss of good luck.

asahi realizes what you’re doing and blushes, leaning down so your lips meet his. this kiss is quick and innocent, but still leaves the giant and intimidating man flustered.

“g-give me a kiss?” he asks.

you nod, smiling at him.

“thank you sweetpea, i’ll see you after the game okay?” he asks again.

you nod. “i’ll see you then, good luck babe!”

the rest of the warm-ups and game, he thought of your lips on his, and he was at ease.

SHIMIZU KIYOKO

even though kiyoko no longer plays sports and is just a team manager, she still appreciates a good luck kiss from you before a game begins.

you walk into the hallway outside of the gym and see kiyoko filling up water bottles at the water fountain. she looks so focused and concentrated you almost do not want to approach her, but she sees you before you can turn back around.

“hi y/n!” she smiles and waves you over to her.

“hey love. how are you?” you ask once you’ve made your way to her.

she lets out a sigh and looks up at you. “i’m a little bit worried for the team tonight. this will be a tough game and i just hope that i can do my best to encourage them and help them stay positive.”

you put your hands on kiyoko’s shoulders and turn her towards you. her eyes widen and cheeks flush. you meet her grey eyes and stare into them.

“kiyo... you’re one of the strongest and most kind people i know. you do so well as manager. those guys feel so reassured with you by their side to cheer them on. do not doubt yourself.” you end your sentence with a kiss to her lips.

you can feel her shoulders relax under your grip as she kisses you back. after a minute or so, you pull away and smile at her.

“that’s my girl... you feel much more relaxed now...” you whisper.

she pushes her glasses up her nose and nods. “yeah... thank you for the good luck kiss...”

you nod. “i’ll be in the gym!”

you run off with a smile on your face and take a seat in the bleachers.

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sj2023bu · 2 months

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#hq #haikyuu #ハイキュー!!#🏐.haikyuu!!#kozume kenma

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nira-eris · 8 months

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You know oikawa tooru is the kind of person to have thousands of pictures of his friends but like zero of him that aren't with group photos or gifts. Because if he looks at a picture long enough he'll start thinking about what his most recent failure from that time was.

#oikawa tooru #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#head canon #hq #🏐 volleyball #is this a hc that happeneds to be my thoughts #maybe we'll never know #i do kin oikawa #he's so complex #don't simplify him in front of me #seijou #aoba johsai

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kazuyummy · 9 months

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🥂 golden rule - king's cup hq drabbles | pt. 1

in which someone in the group draws a jack from the card circle and gets to make a rule that must be followed until the next jack is drawn. pairing with reader is random in each drabble, and some might not have one at all.

pt. 1 (here!) - karasuno third years & shiratorizawa

pt. 2 (coming soon!) - karasuno first years & inarizaki

pt. 3 (coming soon!) - aoba johsai & nekoma / fukurodani

🥂 karasuno third years

"you have to refer to everyone by one of their parents' names. otherwise, drink."

the group giggles at kiyoko's rule, and she continues, "and we should do given names, not family names."

"alright, ayane," you wink at her, "it's not too soon to be calling you by tanaka's mom's name, is it?"

she blushes as you and the boys tease her-- even the shy azumane is joining in on it.

"hey mineo," kiyoko teases asahi with the name of noya's grandfather, "don't think i'm the only one who can be teased with a soon-to-be-fiancé's name!"

his face goes red as well, but the group of you knows it's all in good fun. tanaka, noya, nor any of your other former kouhai could make it out to the cottage this year due to various commitments-- school, work, or of course, volleyball-- but it left you with a nostalgic group of the graduates in your year. michimiya wasn't able to come with daichi either, which meant no couples were on the trip.

well... unless you counted your drunken little rendezvous with sugawara last night after both of you finally admitted feelings that had been pent up since high school. but you'd like to think the two of you had done a pretty good job acting normal today. though drunk, you resisted giving each other visible hickeys, even with swimsuits on-- and it didn't seem like anyone suspected a thing.

"hey koushi," daichi calls, and you instantly point a finger at him.

"hah! dai-- fumi, you gotta drink!"

"hey! you can call me by my dad's name, y'know?" when he doesn't pick up his drink, you push the can toward him.

"huh? i wasn't calling him," he gestures over to the very owner of the name, then at you, "i was talking to you."

your nose wrinkles, "huh? my dad doesn't have the same name as him."

"see, that's funny," daichi begins, and as soon as you meet the glint in his eyes, you know how this is going to end, "i thought so, but i thought i heard you calling him daddy last night?"‎

🥂 shiratorizawa

"no touching your phone during the game. otherwise, i get to send one message to any of your contacts."

you roll your eyes at the ever-mischievous tendou-- even if he doesn't have something planned, you know he can come up with the absolutely most embarrassing texts to send on the fly.

"c'mon, phones on the table. i don't trust any of you to use the honour system. except ushiwaka, of course. and to a bit of a fault." wakatoshi shrugs, and takes another sip of his beer.

"as if you're any more trustworthy, tendou!" you grumble, but fish out your phone and place it in the pile.

"no, i see how it is. he wants it to be more tempting if someone's screen lights up," reon muses-- quite perceptive of him. immediately, phones are going off, and people are leaning over to look at the messages people are getting.

"aaaand i think we got our first booty call," semi snickers, his hand reaching across the table to your phone. you see the contact picture even before the message, and your brain goes into a panic-- you swipe the phone.

"not even thirty seconds in, and we have our first victim!" tendou cackles, near-ecstatic. he opens his palm to you, but you're gripping the phone to your chest as if you're protecting it with your life.

"but-- but semi touched it first!"

"i said no touching your phone though, didn't i? nothing about anyone else's phone!"

before you can protest further, semi grabs the phone out of your hands and gives it to tendou. he wraps his arms around your waist and holds you to his chest because after seeing that message, he knows you're going to do everything in your power to get that phone back.

"so the rumours are true, huh? you're talking to oikawa!"

goshiki gasps dramatically, to which you huff,

"see, this is why i didn't tell you guys! i knew you'd get all weird and protective about it! we're not even dating yet."

"yet?" semi narrows his eyes, and you regret your choice of words.

"oh, come on! text my mom or something, idiot. i get shit from him already for even being close with you guys after high school."

"well then i'm about to give him some shit. one message, two words. i promise."

you stop struggling against semi momentarily-- that doesn't sound too bad, "two words? huh. a nice little "fuck you" or something?"

"yeah, something like that," tendou raises the phone, snapping a picture of the unsuspecting ace beside him. worse than the group seeing the suggestive thirst trap your situationship has sent is the image your redhead friend has returned with two words that you groan at, since they're going to get you into so much shit,

"she's busy."

#💭-ani-mini #🏐-hqvb #i made up the parent names lmao #haikyuu #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #sugawara koushi #sugawara x reader #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #minor semi eita x reader

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aizawasnumberonefan · 2 years

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Field Trip

Ukai Keishin x reader

1,154 words

cw: alcohol

You aren’t sure who approved of this idea. Your wonderful fiancé, Keishin Ukai, had had a dream that he took his volleyball team on a field trip to camp in the nearby mountains and they had gone on to win nationals, so he did everything in his power to make this field trip happen. You’d shot down the idea of tents, instead finding a cabin to rent from a summer camp that wasn’t currently operating. The school somehow agreed to fund this, no doubt because of Takeda’s persistent begging.

This is how you found yourself, Ukai, and Takeda packing away luggage into the back of a bus while Karasuno’s entire men’s volleyball team piled inside. You love the team and you love the side of Ukai that they bring out, but this was not the way you wanted to spend your weekend. They’re lovely boys, and insanely talented on the court, so you suppose that this could’ve gone worse. However, after an hour and a half of driving, you begin to doubt that fact.

Somehow, a group of the boys had convinced themselves that there would be bears on the route that you were taking, and that there were imminent bears around every corner. You were sitting up front with Keishin, so you weren’t witnessing the unfolding chaos, but you heard “BEARS! BEARS! BEARS! BEARS! BEARS!” from voices that belonged to Nishinoya, Hinata, and Tanaka, and “Shut the fuck up there are no bears on the highway” from a voice that sounded like Tsukishima’s.

“No swearing in earshot of your coach!” Keishin yells to the back of the bus from the driver’s seat, effectively diffusing the conversation into several different, significantly quieter ones.

“You know that I love you, right?” You turn to Ukai.

“It’d be awkward if you agreed to marry me and you didn’t.” He confirms.

“What the actual fuck made you think that this wouldn’t go chaotically?”

“Hey! They swore!” You hear from one of the kids behind you.

“If I ask you to marry me you’re allowed to swear!” Ukai shouts back.

“Good comeback.” You chuckle.

“Shut up. You’re the dumbass that agreed to a life with me.” He says, a smile creeping across his lips.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t make me regret it.” You smile.

At the cabin, you and Takeda begin building a fire for smores while Ukai wrangles the team.

“You make him really happy, you know.” Takeda says, piling more wood into the fire pit.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. He’s more gentle with the team since he proposed.”

You snort, finding this funny. “This is gentle?”

“More gentle. And he’s more driven.”

“That’s my Kei. Stubborn as a bull and endlessly driven. Did you know he asked me to marry him on our first date?”

“He what?”

“Yeah. It was a picnic, we had already been out there for hours, just talking about everything under the sun. It was stupid, but we had met for lunch and as the sun was starting to go down, I told him how it felt like I could talk to him forever and still enjoy every word. He asked me to talk to him forever then. I got confused, so I asked what he meant. He told me to marry him. I must’ve looked at him for a second too long because he burst out laughing and told me he was joking around. I don’t know if he remembers it, but I know that was when I decided I’d say yes if he ever asked again. And I did. He’s purpose driven in everything. No surprise that he wanted to give this a try.”

Takeda sits in one of the many lawn chairs surrounding your now large pile of wood. You ignite the starter pieces and sit beside him as the flames slowly swallow the rest of your gatherings.

“I’m glad it’s you.” Takeda says.

“What do you mean?”

“You can handle him. It’s abundantly clear that he feels safe, comfortable, and confident with you by his side. You’re so good for him.”

You smile letting the warmth from the fire wash across your face. “Thank you.”

After the boys had had their smores and were dutifully in bed, though doubtfully asleep, you, Ukai, and Takeda sat by the fire sipping beers that Ukai had stashed in his suitcase.

“I thought that that was too big for one weekend.” You say, leaning your head against his chest. The two of you were under a blanket in one of the wooden deck chairs with you across Keishin’s lap, legs swung over the arm of the chair. He has his arms wrapped around you, one hand rubbing your back absentmindedly while the other held his beer.

There’s a crash from inside, accompanied by what sounds like shouts mixed with laughter. “On it.” Takeda says, standing up from his spot and heading into the cabin.

“Thank you.” Keishin says to Takeda, then repeats more softly to you.

“For what?”

“For being here. For supporting me. For being mine. For being you.”

“Thank you.

“For what?”

“For letting me.”

He smiles and kisses your head, switching his beer to his other hand so he can tilt your chin up, proceeding to kiss your forehead, nose, and then lips. Admittedly, the two of you get a little more carried away in your kiss than you should’ve when you’re just outside a cabin filled with teenage boys, as evidenced by the childish giggling followed by Takeda’s voice ushering the guilty parties back to their bunks.

“I guess it’s time for bed?” You offer.

“Not yet. Stay with me a little longer.” Keishin replies, kissing you sweetly again. When he pulls back you lean your head back against his chest. When the fire has gone out and you started to shiver, one of the third years on the team had brought you a blanket. When they went inside and you were still chilly, your fiancé beckoned you to sit in his lap instead. His warmth felt so comfy that you’d hardly noticed Ukai telling Takeda where to find his beer stash, and you hardly noticed Takeda leave. Now, the warmth and comfort that your lover brings is lending itself to how sleepy you are. It doesn’t help that Ukai has resumed rubbing your back. It isn’t long until you’re peacefully starting to doze off against his chest while he looks up at the clear sky and stars overhead. As he starts speaking, the rumble of his voice is just enough to stir you awake to hear what he has to say.

“I do remember. I meant it then too, on our first date. I knew it was you. I knew it would always be you. There’s never been any question. I love you now, I loved you then, and I’ll continue to love you until my very last breath. You’re everything I could ever dream of. You’re everything I need.”

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sofiafushiguro · 2 years

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all the good boys go to hell

Where your favorite good boys do the nastiest and dirtiest things while thinking about you <3

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: armin arlet, takemichi hanagaki, hinata shoyo, bertolt hover, izuku midoriya, chifuyu matsuno x afab reader

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 0.5k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: they are all pervs lol. tons of dirty thoughts, panty stealing, masturbation (m) non-con pictures. All characters are 18+ here.

↳𝖆/𝖓: I might do a part two so lmk who do you wanna see next!

prompts

𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖓: He is addicted to the sound of your voice. I'm not lying when I say that Armin could nut to the sound of your voice, because he has done it! The late-night calls you two do are the perfect moment for him. Hearing you rambling about your days has his mind going dizzy, imagining how pretty you would look babbling, and talking nonsense when his cock hits that spongy spot inside you. The little "Yes," and "Hmm," he lets out from time to time are his moans because he sure is masturbating while you talk

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𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖎: Poor baby, he's too shy to ask you on a date. He is a pathetic loser while you're a superior human being to him, so he never makes the move. The only thing he has left is his imagination while he fucks himself with your used panties that he steals from time to time when you invite him to chill in your house. But he feels so bad afterward, so after covering them when his cum, he throws them into the washing machine to give them back to you.

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𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖆: You know that he loves to play volleyball with you and that as he has more experience, it's not his fault that he pushes you, and you fall on the court. What you don't know it's that pretty boy Shoyo makes you fall on the court so he can hear those cute "Ah!" falling from your lips as your ass hits the ground. And while you try to get up from the floor, he has a perfect view of your ass on display, just for him to touch himself later that night.

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𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖙: He is a gentleman, he truly is... Or at least, that's what he wants to believe. I mean, he always offers you to go upstairs first because that's what he's supposed to do, right? In reality, he just wants to see your ass.My tall boy is so discrete and measured with his moves that he will tell you that you have fluff on your pants, to make an excuse and touch you. He wishes to squeeze your thighs and ass so bad, that when he is minding his business late at night, he imagines you bouncing a top of him.

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𝖎𝖟𝖚𝖐𝖚: This boy must be the most perv boy on the list. He makes everyone think that he is this type of shy boy that doesn't know how to talk to a girl when in real life, his mind is thinking of lustful things he wants to do to you. So he tricks you into thinking that he's just a good friend, giving you hugs here and there, to feel how you press your tits on his chest. But he can't help it! It feels so good that he has spent a thousand nights fucking his cock thinking about shoving his face on your tits because he doesn't care about the size- Izuku loves them so much.

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𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖋𝖚𝖞𝖚: He likes pictures, he thinks that pictures help him keep beautiful memories. His favorite pictures are from you, of course. He has tons of pictures of you- sitting on the ground while talking with Baji and Kazutora, eating lollipops, you kissing him on the cheek... But the one he adores the most at the pictures of your pussy <3 Cautiously, Chifuyu lifts your skirt and takes several pictures that he uses later to jerk off. He always imagines his dick covered in your slit, and the lew noises your wet pussy makes while he fucks you merciless.

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white-poppie · 7 months

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⎯ I’ll be lovin’ you right ♡ (m.atsumu x reader)

SYNOPSIS: The playboy of your high school, Atsumu Miya apparently has a thing for you. After having rejected his advances, Atsumu is 'heartbroken' (quotes intended). Seeing his melancholy, his brother Osamu tells you to give him a week to prove himself out of the playboy image. Can Atsumu prove his adoration towards you being pure without any other intentions in seven days a week? SONG REC: 'Seven' by Jungkook GENRE: FLUFF, long fic WC: 2.1k WARNINGS: sad sumu agenda, heights, it might seem wonky on Monday and Tuesday, but it gets so much better ୨୧ A/N: I AM SO TIRED I CAN"T ANYMORE!!! *dies dramatically*

You rejected Atsumu Miya last Friday.

The taller blonde stood in front of you in his gym clothes. The jersey #05 in white stood out from the rest of the maroon uniform.

You looked at him blankly, as he had been beating around the bush for the past few minutes. You were hungry; it was lunch. But, as a matter of habit, you were curious. Too curious for your own good. As he continued to talk, he became increasingly vague. You wanted to understand what he was trying to say, but your hunger took over, and you were losing patience.

“Atsumu, I am sorry but I don’t really get what you are talking about. How is Suna looking through your phone relevant?” You say with a pinch of annoyance in your voice. Atsumu sighs and takes a deep breath.

“My bad...what I mean is…I like you and everyone teases me for it 'cause I act like an idiot around you.” You are always an idiot is what you want to say but you purse your lips and look at him quizzically. Is he seriously confessing to you because he dislikes being teased by his team?

“I am sorry but I don’t think your feelings are sincere, Atsumu san,” you say respectfully. “I am sorry.” You feel like he is only confessing to you out of a desire to fit in with his friends and avoid their teasing, rather than out of genuine affection for you.

Atsumu frowns and nods. It’s not something he is used to, but he doesn’t protest even if it really hurts his ego. You sigh as you leave the gym, almost feeling sorry for him. If it weren't you, it would be someone else.

On Saturday, you meet Osamu at the supermarket. Awkwardly standing at the cashier line, the grey-haired Miya smiles softly at you and nods in acknowledgement. The air is heavy with tension as both of you silently pay for your groceries.

"Y/N," he says, and you pause in your tracks, about to leave. "Can we talk?" It's a dreaded notion that you nod at. You follow Osamu out of the market with your grocery bag in one hand as you approach a bench on a kid's playground.

Osamu sits next to you, his back leaning on the rest casually as he tries to muster the softest voice possible in his Kanto dialect.

“Heard ‘Sumu asked ya to date him…” he says solemnly. You freeze at the sudden statement and nod apprehensively.

“M not saying this cause he’s my brother, but Atsumu…he is a nice guy; his reputation is quite wrong from how he actually is.” He says and you almost have to double take, wait…Osamu is supporting Atsumu?

He interlaces his fingers and looks at the ground, “I’ve never seen him as serious about someone as he is for you, and the whole team notices it.” He pauses, “Atsumu is cocky but easily embarrassed when teased about stuff like this, he made a premature decision to have confessed to you.”

Osamu takes a deep breath before speaking next, "Y/n I am asking you for a favour…I want you to give Atsumu seven days to prove himself.” Your eyebrows scrunch at his words, and before you can interject, he speaks again.

“I know it’s not the best idea, but I know him and as much as I enjoy Atsumu being sad, I know he’ll soon enough be miserable ⎯ because that’s how men are, they lose their chance with someone and then develop stronger feelings for that person causing it all to hurt more.” He says and pauses, “it will impact his career to Y/N, not that I am saying that you’re responsible for him, but just stating things.”

“Give yourself some time to think and text me if you are for giving him seven days to prove himself. Let me know tomorrow.”

On Sunday, you spend most of the morning staring at your ceiling. Pondering what Osamu said You know deep down that he wouldn't steer you wrong, and you have seen how sincere Osamu is in his opinions.

You take a deep breath and send a quick text to Osamu.

"I'm in."

And thus started the mission: to make you fall in love with Atsumu Miya in seven days.

Monday

You sigh as you close the door of your house behind you, only to find Atsumu standing right in front, his schoolbag on one shoulder, and the trademark Atsumu grin on his face: "Morning, Y/N!"

Your eyebrows scrunch at his sudden joyful declaration, "Morning." You reply, and then it hits you: How did he know where you lived?

"How do you know my address?" You ask in bewilderment, and he grins sheepishly.

"I asked my way around; I wanted to pick you up, so I left at 5," he says proudly, and you just stare at him, unsure how to react. The intention was sweet, but does he realise how creepy that is?

You smile awkwardly and nod, walking towards school as Atsumu follows you like a duckling, humming a 00's song. As vexatious as it might be, there was something oddly endearing about Atsumu's unconventional way to win you over, like a pathetic wet kitten.

"Y/N?" he says as you look towards him. "Wanna grab lunch after school tomorrow? I have practice almost the entire day today." You hesitate for a moment, unsure if you should accept his invitation. The thought of spending more time with Atsumu both intrigues and scares you. "Sure, why not? Lunch sounds nice."

Tuesday

On Tuesday, you find yourself anxiously awaiting lunchtime, your mind filled with a mix of excitement and nerves. As the final bell rings, you make your way to the designated meeting spot, hoping that Atsumu will show up. And sure enough, there he is, standing by the school gates with a mischievous grin on his face.

"I know a good ramen shop nearby," he says, and you smile while walking with him. As you enter the small, cosy restaurant, the aroma of savoury broth and freshly cooked noodles fills the air, instantly making your mouth water. Atsumu confidently orders for both of you.

The order arrives, and you take a bite of the hot noodles, your eyes instantly widening in delight. "Holy this is amazing; why is this place so underrated?" You gasp, and he chuckles at your words as if you are the most adorable thing in the world.

You almost blush at his gaze before it hits you, its a challenge for him. You are a challenge to him. There's a dull pain in your chest as you keep eating your ramen. The more you eat, the more you can't help but wonder if Atsumu's intentions are genuine. Is he truly interested in you or is he just looking for another conquest?

Wednesday

You notice that Atsumu is ignoring you completely today. He doesn't even acknowledge your presence when you walk into the room. It leaves you feeling confused and hurt. You try to brush it off, convincing yourself that maybe he's just having a bad day. But deep down, you can't shake off the feeling of being used and toyed with.

The school ends, and you are walking to your home before you feel your hand being grabbed. You turn around in panic and see Atsumu, his eyes softening at your distress as he realises your hand.

"I want to talk to you," he says softly. his eyes, filled with genuine concern, melt away any resistance within you.

"Okay," you reply, finally feeling ready to address the mixed signals and confusion that have left you feeling hurt.

"The way you were looking at me yesterday made me think that you were misunderstanding my intentions here." He says and takes a deep breath, "I genuinely like you, YN. I am not stupid. I can see your confusion. Do you really think I am that bad of a person?"/ The vulnerability and hurt in his voice are almost making your heart ache. "No," you reply softly, meeting his gaze. "I don't think you're a bad person. I just... I've been so confused, and I didn't know how to interpret your actions."

"Why?" he asks.

"Because you play with hearts, and I didn't want mine to be another casualty," you admit, your voice wavering. "But seeing how vulnerable and honest you're being right now, I can't help but reconsider." Emotions swirl within you as you take a moment to gather your thoughts. "I want to believe that you genuinely like me, but I need reassurance that I won't end up getting hurt."

Atsumu smiles at you, reconsidering, and says softly, "It's one week, right? It's not even halfway; don't you know I am full of surprises?"

Thursday

"Come on, it'll be okay!" He says as he grabs your hand and runs to the school roof with you, your lunchboxes in hand.

"What if someone catches us?" You say in panic.

Atsumu looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes and laughs. "Who cares? We'll worry about the consequences later, if there are any." He says and settles on the ledge, patting the spot next to him for you to sit on.

You gingerly open your bento as you two eat and Atsumu rants about his practice, occasionally stealing a bite or two from your box You can't help but laugh at Atsumu's playful antics, feeling the stress of getting caught dissipate. As he swipes another bite from your lunch, you playfully scold him, but secretly enjoy the exchange.

You take a deep breath, feeling the adrenaline rush through your veins. As you gaze out at the sprawling cityscape before you, you can't help but feel a sense of freedom and excitement. In that moment, you realise that maybe taking risks with Atsumu isn't such a bad idea after all.

Friday

Atsumu sits in another row, leaning back on his chair, big and burly, his hand resting on the chair's backrest as he chats with his friends, his obnoxious laughter filling the room as you wait for the teacher.

Atsumu momentarily looks at you, and his eyes soften. A small grin is etching its way on his face, and he waves playfully at you. You got caught looking.

The class soon starts, and the teacher begins the lesson. About half an hour later, you feel tapping on your shoulder. You look back as the girl behind you gives you a small chit, pointing towards Atsumu, wordlessly, the author of the message.

You unfold the tiny piece of paper underneath your desk, preventing any onlookers with their perverse gazes and loud mouths. "Whatcha looking at?" You huff at his lame attempt, a slight warmth blooming on your cheeks as you contemplate your response. After a moment of hesitation, you take out your own pen and scribble a reply on the chit, "Not you."

"Ouchie, baby, you've hurt my feelings."Atsumu pouts, making an exaggerated sad face, as he pretends to wipe away imaginary tears as he hands the chit back to you. You chuckle softly at his antics as he sends another chit. "We have a match on Sunday; be there." You raise an eyebrow at his invitation. "Only if you promise not to show off too much." Atsumu grins mischievously, accepting the challenge with a nod.

Saturday

Most of Saturday goes around with you frolicking around your house, getting over your chores. You decide not to text Atsumu, knowing that he will be busy with practice, but you find yourself mulling over him more than you'd like. As the day goes on, you find yourself checking your phone more frequently, hoping for a message from him.

You groan as you flop on your bed and take a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."

How's [delete] That's too informal, right?

How is practice going? [delete] No, that sounds so plain. All those assignments about real-life talking versus texting articles were right; it's so difficult to detect tone!

Hey! [send]

How is practice going? [send]

Okay better. You sigh as you keep your phone on the stand and groan to finish your work. BEfore you hear a ping sound and immediately run over to the phone.

Atsumu: +1 photo

Your heart thumps as you open it. Its a selfie, Atsumu grinning like a child, his hair sweat and face flushed, with the caption: "grinding! 💪🔥" In the background, you can see a low-quality Osamu photobombing, his hands on his waist, and you can't help but giggle. He'll be okay.

Sunday

On Sunday, you find yourself standing outside the gymnasium, nervously adjusting your bag strap. As the doors swing open, you step inside, greeted by the sounds of sneakers squeaking on the polished floor and the echo of volleyball spikes as a warm-up.

You shift on your feet in front of the gate before Suna spots you, a fox-like grin on his face before he turns towards his teammate.

"Oi, Atsumu, your lucky charm is here," he says in a teasing voice, and you can't help but flush ever-so-slightly.

"Shut up, Suna." Atsumu groans lowly as he looks up from his stretching routine without breaking his stance, his shirt hiking up slightly as he smiles at you before walking towards you.

"Hi," he says softly, as if he was almost expecting you to not show up.

"Hi," you mumble.

"I didn't think you'd actually come," he manages to say, his words coming out in a breathless whisper, and you can't help but smile. You look back briefly to see the entire team grinning at the two of you silently.

Atsumu looks back, and you swear you saw his cheeks redden. "Scram!" he says, his voice breaking, and a few of the members can't help but snort at the sound, especially Osamu.

"Sumu, the game boutta, start," he calls his twin as you see the other team lining up.

Atsumu looks back at you with a slight pout on his lips. "Cheer f'me?" He asks softly, and your heart thumps. Atsumu hates when his fangirls cheer for him. You give Atsumu a warm smile and nod. "Of course." Is this what Osamu was talking about? You are special in his eyes?

The game begins with an intense match, with both teams clawing at each other's throats. But amidst the chaos, you can't take your eyes off Atsumu. But it's fierce; you can see Inarizaki losing hope after the first set, and you can sense Atsumu's frustration rising. Set one over, and Inarizaki is behind. You see the players huffing and groaning in disappointment as they go to the bench to strategize and relax. You keep observing Atsumu from the audience, noticing how his brows furrow and his jaw tighten with every passing moment. Despite the mounting pressure, he never loses his focus. As the second set begins, their strategy still doesn't seem to be working, and Atsumu and Osamu seem livid.

Amidst the chorus of shouts, you can't help but scream, "Atsumu! You've got this! Stay determined!" Surprised, Atsumu lifts his head and locks eyes with you for a brief moment before a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips. You silently vow to always be his biggest fan, both on and off the court.

He tightens his grip on the volleyball, channelling all his frustration and energy into each powerful serve. With every swing of his arm, the ball slices through the air, landing with a resounding thud on the opposing team's side of the court. The tension is palpable; you keep praying for him as he strikes, misses. Team strikes, team misses. Just one more, and before you can register it, the final spike is delivered by Atsumu. The crowd erupts into applause. 26-28. Inarizaki won.

The team erupts into what seem to be roars of victory, and you can't help, but smile widely when you watch Atsumu pat his teammates before Kita pats his back and points at you, saying something you can't hear. Atsumu nods at him before he runs towards the crowd, and your heart starts thumping. In your mind, you are squealing as loud as his fangirls when Atsumu leans over to the boundary right in front of you as he smiles at you, and you smile back with the same intensity for the first time.

"How was I?" He says, and you can't help but lean forward and hug him tightly. His eyes widen at the sudden embrace, and he freezes before hugging you back in his arms, all sweaty, and almost lifting you up from the audience. Atsumu looks into your eyes, his face twitching with nervousness, before he leans and captures your lips in a kiss. His breathing is shaky, and you flush before returning the kiss to his quivering lips. The audience is filled with mixed reactions, but they are silent and gasping for most

When you pull away, you look back and see all of Inarizaki hooting and clapping loudly for you two. The kiss turns both your brains into mush, and you realise that Atsumu is capable of "loving you right."

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Hi i really loved ur content about submissive Kenma. Can u write a fic about kenma again🥺🥺 like the reader was so jealous because some ramdom girl is flirting with kenma. Thats why she ended up fucking him all night u knaurr

jealousy, jealousy | sub!kenma kozume

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dom!reader, pegging, possessiveness/jealously, begging, jealous sex, aftercare is mentioned though its not written, established relationship, slight crying

note : oh my god thank you! 😳

and im sorry but i forgot to write how the reader kept fucking him all night :,)

"Oh hello~ you're rather cute, aren't you?" You ignore the voice, thinking it was just a girl hitting on a random person. That's until you hear the high pitched voice again asking the person for their number, except it was closer this time and a familiar voice answers afterwards.

"N-No thanks... I'm not i-interested.."

You stray your attention from the item in your hand to the familiar voice and furrow your eyebrows when you see the scene.

Kenma, who's your boyfriend to make it clear, being flirted on by this clueless girl who, though he denied her advances once already, thinks she still has a shot and keeps on trying to talk to him. She's getting rather close to him too, making him have to take small steps backward in order to keep the distance between them comfortable, a slight blush on his cheeks.

You feel anger bubble up inside your body as you furrow your eyebrows, glaring at the girl. You know the emotion you're currently feeling loud and clear: jealously.

Knowing how Kenma hates being social and would rather stay inside and play video games over anything else, your boyfriend is probably hating all the attention that he is currently getting from her. Hell, judging by the facial expression he has on it seems that he would rather be anywhere else than at that very spot.

Having dated him for a while now, you know the poor boy won't find it in him to be able to find the words to shut her down directly. That's where you come in.

Taking a few deep breaths, you calm yourself down before you mindlessly do something you would regret. Walking towards the two, Kenma sees you and his eyes immediately light up, begging you to help him out of the situation.

Grabbing his hand more harsher than you meant, you immediately begin walking towards the cashier section while completely ignoring the girl right there.

"C'mon, babe. I'm done getting everything."

Kenma blushes at the venom in your tone. He could feel the jealousy radiating off you and honestly? It's rather hot.

But he can't help but be nervous about what's going to happen to him.

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"P-Please! i'm s-sorry!" He lets out another sob as you hit all the right spots in him with your strap. Due to the sheer size of it, it fills him up almost too perfectly, making him whine and whimper underneath you as you continue to pound his insides.

Tears brim his eyes as you brutally fuck him stupid. All he can do is lay there as pleasure courses through his body in waves making him unable to do anything without being shocked with pleasure seconds later. He's a pillow princess, really, but oh do you love it.

Mere minutes if not seconds after you entered the shared apartment between you two do you already have him trapped on the bed underneath you, one of your biggest straps entering and exiting him easily and quickly due to prep. His top half is still covered by a hoodie as you were too focused on revealing his bottom half.

"Oh don't worry, baby." You clench your teeth. Your thighs are absolutely burning but you don't dare stopping for even a second. You remember how touchy the girl was being with Kenma and you speed up your thrusts even more, jealously fueling your adrenaline. "I know you're sorry. Just gotta make sure that the next time that girl sees you-," you start to say. "Well the next time anyone has their eye on you, they'll see the hickeys on your neck and decide to leave what what's mine alone."

A shiver runs down Kenma's spine as your possessiveness makes blood run far down his body. His hands make its way into your back, latching on and digging his nails into your skin, making you hiss from the slight pain it causes. The grip you have on his hips is hard enough to leave a mark but it allows you to easily fuck in and out of him and be able to control the pace.

"You're mine, yeah? No one else's. Mine."

He whimpers as a particular thrust of your strap has him arching his back and letting out a almost pornographic moan. Fuck, he looks absolutely breathtaking right now.

"Y-Yes- fuck! I'm y-yours."

You latch your teeth onto his neck and bite down, making Kenma mewl out from the slight pain. Making sure to leave a few more bite marks and love bites, you lick a few to soothe the pain. You don't care if they only stay for a few days, knowing you would leave more in the near future.

"Fuck- i'm close!"

With that information, you switch from quick, hard thrusts to slower, deeper ones that make Kenma's toes curl and eyes roll from the sheer pleasure he's feeling. He lets out another moan.

"Go on, baby. Cum for me, alright?"

And with that, Kenma lets loose. Whines, moans, and whimpers fill the room as your boyfriend stains the bed and his hoodie with cum. You continue slowly fucking him to ease him down from his high and Kenma whines from sensitivity when you pull out, leaving him to clench around nothing.

"Good boy," you say, kissing his cheek. He blushes red from the praise, almost as if you weren't fucking his brains out mere seconds ago. "You did so good for me." You're about to leave to clean him up until he grabs your arm, stopping you. You raise an eyebrow at him.

"Um... w-what about you though?" It takes a moment for you to process his question but once you do, you can't help but smile.

"Aw sweetie," you coo, making him blush even harder at the new pet name. "Don't worry about me, I'm just glad you enjoyed it."

As you go and get a wet towel to clean him up, he reaches to his neck and gently touches the hickeys and bite marks you've left there. Though it hurts as he slowly presses down on a bruise and he has to stop himself from letting out a whimper, he can't help but smile, a dark blush adorning his cheeks.

He's yours.

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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