#kageyama drabbles

[tteokdoroki]

— LIPGLOSS. + tobio kageyama.

↳ warnings: your fiancé doing your makeup is his love language, fluff, happy ending and cute tobio!!

at the start of your relationship, kageyama was shy.

he was quiet by nature, always fighting with his mind and his heart on what to say— mostly staying quiet when they couldn’t quite work together the way he wanted ( which often resulted in a rather serious expression - you’d now call it his emotional constipation expression ). when you first started dating, he’d stand awkwardly and tall in your living room while you’d rushed around to stuff your cute little purse with things you might need to top up your makeup— keys, wallet, phone, blush, lipstick, lipgloss.

the setter was usually poor at remembering things, but for some reason had your travel sized makeup routine down pact— reminding you if you’d ever forgotten to pack something before you left for your date, if you had picked up the right shade or wrong compact. tobio would watch with sweet and eager eyes, notice when your mascara bled or your lipstick smudged and would tenderly wipe it away with softly spoken compliments to melt your heart.

‘that colour makes your eyes sparkle.’

‘i like that thing that you do…with your gloss…it makes me wanna kiss you.’

it’s not until you move in with him, that you catch kageyama’s intense stare as you lean into the mirror he has hanging in the entryway of his apartment— he stands behind you, dressed an hour ahead of you before your afternoon date, his big eyes on your own through the reflection while you glide the lipgloss applicator over the swell of your lower lip.

“do you want to help, tobi?” you ask him, turning around to lean back against the sideboard, holding out the tube of gloss to your boyfriend. 

all he does is nod, standing just a bit taller than you as you pass him the product and let him fix the makeup on your lips— your chest swelling with love at how gentle tobio makes the action.

that brings you to today, together three years and engaged for two, sitting in front of your vanity scattered with perfumes from dior and jewellery from tiffany as gifts your fiancé had gotten you over the years. kageyama stands in the doorway, near brooding as you tap cream blush into your cheeks, fixing the cuffs on his fancy shirt for the reunion dinner kurasuno and a few others plan to have at a nice restaurant tonight.

you can feel his pout from across the room, the rumble in his chest as you reach for your favourite liner and lipstick combo before the athlete clears his throat, grumbling like a petulant child. “that’s s’pposed to be my job,” tobio crosses the room before you can even look up, using three short strides to stand behind you— grasping at your favourite white-gold necklace with the blue crystal pendant. “you’re not supposed to do it without me.” his lips graze over your shoulder as he holds the piece to your neck— stormy eyes darting up to your face in the mirror in search of your approval. when you nod, a gentle smile on your lips, he undoes the clasp with ease and fixes the jewellery around your neck— helping you slide your engagement ring back on next.

“how could i forget?” you chuckle quietly when tobio spins the chair to your vanity around to face him, his arms caging you against the plush velvet while your manicured fingers move to fix his tie. “what were you thinking, tobi?” 

your eyes meet his, so loving and adoring while he grabs a nude lipstick and a darker liner. “these, they’re your favourites.” kageyama hums, thumb and forefinger tilting your chin up to face him. “can i touch your lips?” it’s the way he asks you, even though he’s done this thousands of times over the years— the gesture makes you melt, always. you feel respected with tobio, like he sees you as an equal and treats you as if you’re the most precious thing he’s ever encountered in his life. 

“of course,” 

a thumb, slightly calloused glides over the swell of your bottom lip— before you feel him carefully apply a layer of spf lip balm, taking care of you in every way. kageyama, a perfectionist, takes his time lining your lips, ensuring that the dips at your Cupid’s bow are symmetrical and brushes away anything that falls out of line before he switches over to your lipstick. 

“is this matte?” he asks, pulling off the cap and screwing the nude colour up a touch. he drags the silken formula over your lips, smiling at how the colour compliments you all the while fighting the urge to kiss you. “rub y’lips together for me baby. there, that’s it.” 

you do as your fiancé asks, smoothing the lipstick over both of your lips before you answer him. “yeah, why?” 

kageyama pouts. “‘cause i wanted to be the one to fix your lipstick if it smudged.” he confesses, sitting back from you to admire his work— at least that’s what you think…but he’s looking at you, his greatest gift, the person he loves most in the world, the person who wants him above all else. you, and something so domestic as this, has tobio kageyama’s stomach in knots, his heart a mess and his mind running miles an hour. 

he loves you in all ways, roughly, passionately and tenderly— it’ll always be this way.

“you better kiss me during dinner then, in front of all your friends.” 

tobio takes your chin between his fingers again, stealing a smooch and humming in content when your lipstick stays perfectly in place. “don’t threaten me with a good time, angel.” he coos to you, taking the tube of clear gloss from your dresser— in the same brand as all those years ago, and paints it over the colour, brushing a thumb gently over the corners of your mouth, gathering what doesn’t lie perfectly in place on his finger tip. “all done.” 

you spare a glance in the mirror, happy with his work and turn around to wrap your arms around his neck— fingers tangled in your fiancé’s dark baby hair. “i feel pretty.” you tell him, stars in your eyes and shining on your lips. 

“you’re so pretty.” kageyama says back, like it’s his truth. like it’s fact. he holds a finger up to your lips and you taking it into your mouth, letting him drag it back so you don’t get any lipstick on your teeth— licking the tip of it fondly. “behave yourself.”

you laugh, dazed and in love at just how delicately kageyama treats you— knowing you won’t be able to keep off of him all night.

“i love you,” 

“i love you even more,” tobio kisses your nose, avoiding all of his hard work to still give you affection. “so bad it makes me want to kiss you.”

#tteokdoroki #kageyama x reader #kageyama x you #hq x reader #kageyama fluff #hq fluff #hq imagines #haikyuu x you #kageyama imagines #kageyama scenario #kageyama smut #tobio kageyama fluff #hq drabbles #haikyuu imagines #kageyama drabbles #haikyuu fluff #hq smut

[shoyoist]

— 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 !! : hinata shoyo.

content: hinata shoyo + kageyama tobio (established relationship with hinata). afab!reader. group sex (3). cockwarming, cunnilingus, clit sucking, unprotected sex. implied virgin!kageyama. teasing, throat fucking & spit roast at the end.

— . ｡˚ ♡ you and shoyo have been feeling like trying something new !

"sh—shoyo," you murmur his name softly, pleadingly. "shoyo, please."

"mhm?" hinata coos at your whiney tone, hugging you tighter, angling his hips and shoving his cock deeper into your cunt. your back is pressed flush to his chest as he pulls you close, skin slick with sweat against eachother.

it feels so good — so stretched out and full, as he fucks himself up into you slowly, a little nudge of his cock head deeper into your cunt once every few moments — but it's not nearly enough. "what is it, baby?"

"wanna—" you're cut off by the breathy moan that spills from you, when he presses down on your stomach and rolls his hips up into you once, twice. "ngh— wanna cum."

"hear that, tobio?" hinata chuckles, bringing one hand to rest loosely at your throat. he looks down at kageyama, who's got his face between your legs, strong arms caging your thighs firmly around his head.

a shiver courses through your limp body at the next stroke of the setter's tongue on your clit — his eyes are narrowed with focus, as he carefully circles his tongue around the sensitive bud, making it swell and throb tentatively with the touch — torturously slow and gentle. "she wants to cum, tobio. y'know how to make her do that? or do you need me to teach you?"

kageyama looks up at that, not noticing how you keen and push yourself forward a little at the loss of attention — he grips your thigh and straightens up a little, from where he'd been laying with his tongue on you.

"i don't," he scoffs at your boyfriend, his best friend. "need you to teach me anything. i can do it myself."

his lips are glossy, shining in the low light, with all the slick of yours that he's got across his mouth. hinata giggles, unbothered, and brings his other hand down to rub lazy circles into your clit when you whine again. "you look so pretty right now, tobio. give me a kiss, wanna taste."

and kageyama leans past you, face hot and eyes lowered, to lock lips with hinata, his hand still gripping your thigh, squeezing sensually. the two men moan into the kiss, fervent and unsatiated — fuck, you squeeze your eyes shut, listening to them as you grind onto hinata's cock, wanting so badly to cum.

this is not what you'd expected, when you called kageyama up and asked him if he would like to join hinata and you for a night.

"kageyama," you'd spoken into the phone. "wanna come over and fuck?"

"w—what?" the setter had sputtered. "is hinata there?"

"tobio," hinata had leaned in to comment. "come over. it'll be fun, trust me."

hinata kisses kageyama once more, before he places a hand in his raven hair and pushes him down again. "now," he rasps, voice low. "make my baby cum. she's waiting, and you said you know what to do."

kageyama meets eyes with you as he settles between your legs again, their colour a piercing grey in the dim light — he feels his face gets hotter, the tips of his ears turning brighter, as he puts his mouth on you again.

he doesn't fucking understand how something like this can feel so good. how licking at your pussy and at hinata's balls, and kissing hinata with your slick in his mouth, could be so sweet.

you spread your legs further, whining incoherently, and hinata lets out a displeased sound. "be nice, baby. tell him what you want. and say it sweetly."

"please," your lashes flutter as you look down at kageyama, his pale skin such a pretty contrast with hinata's tanned, rosy complexion, tinted pink by his fluster. "tobio, suck my clit. please. wanna cum so bad."

he doesn't say anything, still so god damn shy with you, it's cute — but he grabs your thighs again, making himself comfortable as he carefully wraps his lips around your begging clit.

"ah— fuck!" your hips jerk when he gives you an experimental suck, vision going light and hazy for a second — and hinata laughs at the way you clench so tight around his cock that's still warming in your pussy, giving you another kiss before he's wrapping his arms around you again and finally fucking into you properly.

you swear nothing you've experienced before has ever felt so damn good.

"keep going, tobio," hinata encourages. "you're doing well."

kageyama hums softly, and as he resumes sucking, he brings one hand up to spread your folds apart, exposing you to him even further, allowing him better access. "ngh— feels good!" you pant, unable to hold your lips pressed together any longer.

they're being gentle with you right now, but it already feels so euphoric, heaven being pushed into you with each stroke of hinata's cock in your cunt and with each play of kageyama's mouth on your begging clit, now so puffy in his mouth.

hinata presses his lips to the side of your neck as you throw your head back against his shoulder and moan, now rhythmically thrusting up into you, one hand cupping your tit, calloused fingers rough against your sensitive skin. "so beautiful, baby. you like getting made a mess of like this?"

"mmm," you breathe, eyes shutting with anticipation as you reach the edge of your orgasm, the heat of your cunt wrapping so tight around hinata's cock. "please, gonna cum. gonna cum."

"good girl," he bites another mark onto the side of your neck, just above the previous spot — and your body jerks again, hot and sensitive as you cry out. "give it to her, tobio. she's being so good."

"don't gotta tell me," kageyama murmurs, a line of slick and spit connecting his lips to your clit still, as he moves back for a second. he surveys your fucked out appearance, pleasure tipping him when he sees how gauzy your eyes have become at the behest of his and hinata's work.

taking a breath, he presses his tongue into you again — and you whimper helplessly, drunk on how he's so fucking good at it despite never having done this before.

and as he sloppily eats at your cunt, the wet sound of his lips working around your clit and hinata's responding laughter ringing in your ears — you let out another moan, hinata grabbing your face and turning it aside to kiss you, rolling his hips up into you with a slap of skin against skin as you're finally pushed over the edge.

"fuck, fuck, fuck!" the cries spill from your lips into hinata's mouth, your back arching with the force of the orgasm as you crash into it, thighs locking around kageyama's head with every suck of his lips round your clit.

this time, your vision does go white, stars dancing in your vision as your cunt pulses around hinata's cock, the effect of your orgasm ripping through all three of you. hinata moans heavily, wrapping his arms around you, hands firmly squeezing at your tits as he bounces you on his cock, muttering, "go on, angel. tell us how it feels."

the bliss feels white hot. it's so good, it burns. "haah," you try, voice stuttered and hoarse as you desperately pull a sentence together for them. "sh-shoyo! tobio, please, so good, so good—"

then, without warning, hinata places a hand on your back and pushes you down onto your knees, on the bed.

"get back a little, tobio." he grins at his friend, and kageyama complies, looking a little confused. you let out a spoilt whine when hinata's cock slips out of your fluttering cunt — but the spiker pushes you down onto your hands and knees anyway. "look at tobio, baby. look at his dick."

your eyes first meet kageyama's own averted ones, as you settle between the two of them — he's still so shy, unable to even look at you straight.

he looks almost statuesque, towering over you as you trace his muscled form with your eyes, and when you lower your gaze over to his cock, you see how stiff and leaky it's gotten; weeping precum down the veiny, blushed length.

"he's pretty, isn't he?" hinata hums, placing his large palms on your ass as he speaks, and you nod in a daze— unable to control the way your pussy clenches around nothing at the sight, and at the realization of what's about to happen next. "put that pretty cock in your mouth then, baby, he needs your help."

kageyama's eyes snap up to look at your boyfriend's face, but you already know hinata will only flash him a roguish grin in return — you reach up and take his cock in your hand, hot and heavy around your fingers.

a groan slips from his throat despite how he tries to swallow it back, as you stroke him up and down, fingers sticky already, with only the first touch.

you lean forward, parting your lips and sliding his cock slowly into your mouth — wanting to pleasure him the way he'd just done for you, so pliable to yours and hinata's words.

and at the same moment that you take kageyama's cock in your mouth, hinata grabs your waist and pushes his cock in your cunt again. you're tight, wet and hot with the orgasm you haven't even recovered from yet — and hinata breathes in sharply. "hah, so tight, baby."

"mhm," you hum around kageyama's cock, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking him in as far as you think you can go, before looking up at him. he's looking down at you, as you'd expected — face flushed so hard, eyes half closed and lashes fluttering as he watches the way you take him in your mouth.

the shadows cloaking the dark room, and the flickers of light that come in through the window, bath him in a dim, blue glow — he looks gorgeous. you just wish you could turn and take a look at hinata right now. he'd be glowing.

"another kiss, tobio." hinata states, giving your ass a light slap as he sheathes himself in you all the way. "looking so pretty tonight."

"hm." kageyama mumbles shyly — hinata's hips press against your ass and your nose touches kageyama's pelvis, as they lean towards eachother over you, and share a kiss, hot and allured, with their cocks in your cunt and in your mouth.

"gonna help us cum, baby?" hinata asks you, settling back and thrusting into you a little. "gonna let tobio fuck your mouth and empty himself into you?"

"mhm," you say, giving kageyama's cock another suck, getting yourself used to having something longer than usual in your mouth. he twitches, sensitive towards the feeling.

"don't hold yourself back, tobio." hinata voices, watching him. "my baby's good at what she does. she's a good girl. tell her."

you look up at him again, anticipation evident in your gaze as you stare into his blue-grey eyes. "good girl," he breathes out after a second, resting a hand on your head before he curls his fingers in your hair. "good girl."

both of them snap their hips into you then, at the same moment — and hinata's cock kisses your cervix along with the way kageyama's leaking head hits the back of your throat — you moan pleadingly, feeling the way your core tightens up all over again.

"good boy," hinata smiles at kageyama over you, as you blink back the tears that immediately formed at the corners of your eyes. "i'll suck you off after this, as a reward. you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

kageyama's cock twitches in your mouth again — he looks away, blushing furiously as his hand tangles itself further in your hair; but shoyo sounds so sultry it makes you shiver, too.

you envision how things are going to end, hoping that kageyama stays the night after this — hoping that you'll get to sleep pressed between your boyfriend and his friend, sharing kisses and teasing whispers as you fall asleep together— fuck, this isn't how you expected things to go at all.

because this is so much better.

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[mae-gi-writes]

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION . KAGEYAMA TOBIO

G: angst, fluff. Insecurity.

---

"Do you still love me as much as you did before?"

The chopping comes to a half as Kageyama freezes, the half-cut onion still in his hand while the knife hangs in the air. Nothing is said for a moment, before he slowly turns around to face you.

You're perched on the counter with your bowl of cereal, trying not to meet his gaze as a dense silence fills the room.

"What..." Kageyama trails off, unsure. "What are you talking about?"

You sigh, "you know what I'm talking about."

"Why would you ask that kind of question?" The chopping resumes. He has his back to you, so you don't know what his face looks like. He gives nothing away.

"Because sometimes, I just want to know what's going on in that head. I want to talk to you."

"We are talking."

"You are not talking to me."

Kageyama's stare turns to a full-on scowl and that irks you even more. How dare he show you that face when he's the one who can't even answer you?

For days on end, you've been wondering why in the world were you even together in the first place. Kageyama has never been vocal with his feelings. Neefless to say, sometimes some words of affirmation would've been nice for you to hear, especially when they're so scarce. The thing is though, that words are not Kageyama's forte. They never had been.

Yet, he'd always made sure to make you feel loved in his own manner; a chocolate bar on your desk that you find after he leaves, a note saying that he bought food for you on the fridge, a small kiss to the temple to signal you that he made it back home.

But that doesn't exist anymore. Either he's now so comfortable that he takes you for granted, or he just does not care.

"I'm asking you if you love me still," you can't help but choke up, "and you can't even give me an answer."

He stares you down with such intensity that you almost dodge his gaze. But you merely lift your chin up more defiantly, eyes as hard as the dense silence descending upon the kitchen.

It's useless. Nothing good might come out of this.

You turn away with another sigh that resonates throughout your entire body, "just leave it."

Your body moves on its own accord out of the kitchen until Kageyama's hand snaps out to grab yours, holding it in place.

You hear him breathing hard, almost shaking. But you don't turn, for fear that he'll spot the tears in your eyes. He hates seeing you cry.

"Y/N," he rasps out as if it pains him, "wait."

"For what? For you to apologize and then go back to how we were? How we are?" Your lower lip trembles, "I can't do this anymore, Tobio."

You tug for him to let go but you're met with resistance.

You do it once more, only for Kageyama's grip to tighten.

Finally, you swivel around, ready to bark at him for being so stupid when he lets out a strangled whisper, "don't."

"What?"

"...don't...go."

A small pause as you take in his words. Then, you murmur out, "give me one good reason why."

Kageyama struggles to find a coherent answer. You know him well enough to imagine the way he's tensing his jaw, the way he looks at the ground like it might give him inspiration.

And like every other time, you wait.

Because that's what you do best.

That's what you always do for him.

"I--" he hesitates, prompting you to turn around only to find him holding back choked tears. It stuns you, for you've never actually seen him emotional, not since the start of your relationship.

"I--I can't do this," is what he manages to come up with, "not without you."

And then, as if sensing it's not enough, he follows that up with, "--I'm sorry."

You cave in. Pull him in as your hands loop around his waist before tugging him into a hug.

He all but collapses into you, burrowing into the side of your neck as you feel the heat of his breaths, the trickle of silent tears along your skin.

"I'm sorry," he mutters once more, the words vibrating against your nape. He tightens his hold like this might make up for it. It does, for the mosy part. You can count on your hands how many times he's taken initiative to hug you.

It feels nice.

"I'm very tired Tobio," you say softly into his hair, "I'm very tired."

"I know."

"I don't know how much longer I can do this."

He doesn't say anything. Just hugs you tighter.

"Just--please don't do this to me. It--it hurts."

He nods, "I'm sorry, Y/N."

"I know."

Nothing else needs to be said. You don't know how much time you spend in his arms but that night, he's not the first one to let go. You do when you realize that the laundry is calling for you.

"I have to go take them out," you start pulling away, though Kageyama is quick to hold you back to him.

Your eyes flutter up to his face. He's already looking at you, dark orbs searching your features for a silent question that he can't--won't -- say out loud.

Then, slowly taking his time to closw the distance, his mouth hovers over yours for a moment of hesitation.

He kisses you softly. Like it's the first time. For a moment, you stop breathing.

It takes you a moment to kiss back just as softly. Tenderly. The kiss is short and sweet, and everything that makes your heart burst in your chest.

Your body can't help but tremble in his arms.

"I'm sorry," he can't help but mutter in-between kisses against your mouth, "I'm so sorry."

Your answer is a deeper kiss, one that causes his head to buck back as a small gasp dies in his throat.

You pull back only when he's a gasping mess of heavy breaths and mussed-up hair, looking down at you through half-open lids as desire swirls through his dark pupils.

"Just don't do it again."

He nods curtly. Leans down once more to claim your lips.

And you close your eyes in bliss.

This is home to you.

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[classyinnie]

loving him is like...

彡 sugawara koshi, kageyama tobio ; [gn!reader]

genre: cavity inducing fluff

notes: this is what happens when I give my touch starved self a pen. It will write to its heart content and there is no guarantee that it will not be sappy.

➶ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ² ⁽ᵏⁱᵗᵃ⁻ⁿⁱˢʰⁱⁿᵒʸᵃ⁾

━━ sugawara koshi; 

Loving Sugawara is like a breeze of cool air on a scorching hot day. It’s like a fulfilling bite of chocolate parfait on a lovely afternoon. It’s whipped cream-covered hands and flour-covered faces. It's filled with addicting touches that you can’t get enough of. If loving Sugawara was candy, it would be the sweetest kind. The one that leaves you craving for more despite the toothaches you're bound to get afterward. 

Sugawara makes loving so easy...

A squeal left your lips as you felt a pair of flour-covered hands grab your face. The action was gentle, almost feather-light, but the suddenness had you clutching your chest. “Don’t do that.” You laughed nonetheless.

“I love you so much.” He says with so much adoration in his voice, sweetness that you could almost taste on your lips.

The sheer randomness of the situation made you giggle. “All of a sudden?”

“Yeah.” He sounded almost out of breath. “Just felt this sudden urge to say it.”

See, loving Sugawara was like a breath of fresh air. It won’t sweep you off your feet but ground you amid any chaotic situation. In your case now, the cluttered kitchen.

You leaned further in his palm and placed your hands on top of his hand. “Love you too.”

He plant a kiss on your forehead and lets you go. He continues piping different flowers on the cookies you baked – no sign of the sudden action earlier but a refreshed smile playing on his lips. He bumps you with his hip, “Have I ever told you how much my students love listening when I talk about you?”

Loving Sugawara is so damn easy; it's almost like breathing.

━━ kageyama tobio;

Loving Kageyama is like finding the last piece of your favorite drink in the fridge. The feeling of relief that comes after long study hours. It’s reassurances through shared kisses on the places where it hurts. A much-needed shoulder to lean on after a long day. Mundane chores turned into acts of love and care because for him ‘actions speak louder than words.’

The sound of the fizzing bubbles and the smell of cherry-scented shampoo was almost enough to lull you to sleep. Skillful hands gently massage the shampoo on your scalp. The weight of the long day finally hit you at this point. You felt tired, so depleted that whatever burdens of the day seemed to double. The thought pushed you deeper into the tub as if it were physically affecting you. 

However, the warmth of the person sitting on the edge of the tub drew you back to the present.

“Hey…” You slowly turned to him, “Thank you for this. You didn’t have to.”

“But I want to. Now turn around, I’m not yet done.” He twirls his finger in emphasis before returning to massaging your hair. You fight the urge to close your eyes and relish in the comfortable silence.

Kageyama seems to notice this because he says, “If you want to rest for a while, you can. I’ll just wake you up when I need to rinse your hair.”

You responded with nothing more than a hum before finally succumbing to the darkness – feeling safe in the arms of home.

Loving Kageyama is a tender reminder of the relief that awaits after the unforgiving grasps of exhaustion.

#II. –⚜ jasswrites. #haikyu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq fluff #hq imagines #hq x you #haikyu fluff #haikyu imagines #haikyu imagine #kageyama #tobio #kageyama tobio #kageyama x reader #tobio x reader #kageyama imagine #kageyama imagines #kageyama drabbles #kageyama drabble #sugawara #sugawara koshi #sugawara imagine #sugawara comfort #sugawara drabble #koshi imagine

[foranpo]

ੈ˚★ tobio's exact logic.

fandom: haikyuu.

character: kageyama.

reader: gn!

genre: drabble.

content: fluff.

word count: 1k.

cole's note: recycled post #tadah (@.kashika) <3

 ੈ♡˳────── enjoy the reading <3 ──────

Kageyama Tobio really loved volleyball.

Being the prodigy player of a small town, Tobio found himself from an early age involved in a spiral of challenges and opponents, the taste for that peculiar sport awakening in him from an early age. Tobio couldn't explain why he liked volleyball so much: it was fun, it put him in a good mood, and it was something that he was really good at without much effort; but whenever he was asked what he found so interesting about that sport, Tobio shrugged his shoulders and always answered the same: I just like it.

Kageyama Tobio really loved volleyball.

Tobio loved the nervousness he felt before games, the little butterflies that started to fly freely in his stomach before he set foot on the court; Tobio loved how he got lost in the game, loved how all the action in the game stole all his attention and made him simply focus on that moment. Tobio loved volleyball for the simple fact that it was so good for him.

However, unlike volleyball, there was something Tobio didn't like. He wouldn't go that deep and say he hated it, because the reality is that Tobio couldn't hate anything, least of all anyone. But the reality is that Kageyama Tobio didn't like you.

Kageyama Tobio didn’t actually dislike it. Tobio, although he never admitted it, liked you, quite a lot, in fact. However, as he was always lost in the world of his sport, he was told the same lie to himself: I'm too busy to think about these things. So, according to the young setter's exact logic, it was easier to say he didn't like you than to deal with his true feelings.

Because Kageyama Tobio actually liked you.

Tobio loved the nervousness he felt every time he saw you walk into the classroom, the little butterflies that started fluttering anxiously in his stomach whenever you spoke to him; Tobio loved how lost he was at your words, loved how all your enthusiasm stole his attention and made him focus simply on that moment shared with you. Tobio adored you for the simple fact that you were so good to him.

However, Kageyama Tobio didn't like you for the same reasons, since all the feelings you aroused in him were new and quite foreign to him. And because everything new is scary, Tobio began to fear his feelings, not being able to deal with them, preferring to run away from them, preferring to say he didn't like you.

And it was always tangled up in his web of lies that Kageyama Tobio walked the court.

Secretly, he was looking at the stands, hoping to see you there, wanting you to see him play; but he couldn't want that, not when he didn't like you. So Tobio quickly shook his head and focused on the warm-ups: why waste time on something new and scary when he's so comfortable in his comfort zone?

But that day, fate wanted to put Tobio's exact logic to the test, and as such, as soon as he passed through the grand gymnasium doors and headed for the stands, Tobio looked up, searching in so many faces the perfect features that belonged only to you; and it was with amazement that he saw you: next to Tanaka's sister and talking excitedly to Yachi, you were on the benches.

Why would you be there? You seemed pretty focused on your conversation with the blonde, seeing nothing but your friend's short figure, you almost didn't care about the deafening noise that filled the gym as the team entered; in fact, it looked like you hadn't even seen the team arrive. So, would you have just gone to the game to chat with your friend?

Tobio tried to change his mind and focused on the coach's warm-ups and instructions, but somehow and for some reason, Tobio's beautiful eyes were always lost in the crowd, always finding their way back to you, to your figure, for your smile. If he continued to distract himself like that, he knew it would be quite difficult to make a good game, and at that point, he just prayed that the unconditional power of volleyball would help him forget about your existence in that gym.

Because Kageyama Tobio actually didn't like you.

The game was about to start, the warm-up was done, the last indications were heard and, before the referee could warn them, the Karasuno team was already heading to the court, eyes focused and determined, except for Tobio. Was he feeling nervous? More than usual? Because of you? He clicked his tongue in a mock sneer: he really didn't like you.

They got into their positions and waited a while, and during that wait, during that moment when he was always taking a deep breath and focusing on what was going to happen, Tobio heard your voice calling to him in the distance, a ray of enthusiasm and pride trapped in the setter's name. And he opened his eyes, losing all concentration and looking quickly at you: your hands were exposed around your mouth in an attempt to amplify your words, the smile you wore catching Tobio by surprise.

But why?

He had seen you smile many times, he had heard you speak his name countless times, he already knew you well enough; so why did he feel attacked by your words of encouragement?

Tobio didn't feel well at that moment, the feelings that before confused him now spreading through his whole body, making him tremble in his legs, making him focus his gaze on you, making him gain a big and quite vibrant red on his face.

With the referee's whistle, Tobio managed to break the spell your words had cast on him, shifting his gaze to the painted floor of the gym.

With slow steps and a little more relaxed, Tobio walked to his starting position, muttering under his breath that he didn't like you for making him so vulnerable in front of his opponents, even calling you an idiot with an affection clinging to your name that he still couldn't decipher; because Kageyama Tobio says he doesn’t like you when, in reality, he adored you.

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[semifilms]

ATSUMU, BOKUTO, HINATA, oikawa, tendou, KUROO, aran, kenma, KAGEYAMA, SUNA, hoshiumi, kunimi, SUGAWARA

#haikyuu x reader #suna x reader #hq #atsumu x reader #hinata x reader #bokuto x reader #oikawa x reader #tendou x reader #sugawara x reader #kuroo x reader #aran x reader #kenma x reader #kageyama x reader #hoshiumi x reader #kunimi x reader #haikyuu #hq x you #hq fluff #haikyuu fluff #drabble #haikyuu drabble #hinata shoyo haikyuu #hinata shoyo drabble #atsumu fluff #❀࿔₊°imsg

[yuu-kumeii]

Your husband says he's not the clingy type.

But sometimes he'll just suddenly walk into the room and plop himself on your lap, curling into himself to make sure every part of him is in your warmth. Smushing his face into your neck, inhaling your comforting scent. Taking your hand and putting it on his head, a signal for you to start playing with his hair. Letting out sighs of content in between his little 'I love you's, it feels like both of you are ready to doze off...

And then he'll get up and walk out like it was nothing, leaving you there baffled, confused, and betrayed. He does this multiple times a day too. It happens so much that you automatically open your arms the second you see him, ready to be swallowed up in his figure —for what you assume to be 5 minutes—.

Your husband says he's not the clingy type, but do you really believe that?

SAKUSA, AKAASHI <333, Kita, Osamu, Kenma, Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Kuroo (He would walk past you just to see your reaction)

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[amateurasterism]

everyone knew he was attractive. he knew it too, because every year on february 14th he dreaded opening his locker. dreaded the absurd amount of chocolates and tacky gifts that he never understood why obsessive classmates would spend time to make for a blatant and dull person like him. he doesn’t even think any of him have seen him smile. but after meeting a certain someone, he added two very important steps to his valentines day routine. before giving the gigantic bag of gifts to his eager friends, he sorted through every single one in search of his favorite candy bar he only told you about, always wrapped in a slip of bright pink paper because you wanted to blend in with the other gifts. as if he couldn’t tell it was your handwriting in which the paper read “never forget how proud i am of you.” as if he didn’t know you were the only one out of a hundred chocolates who would write such a message that belonged on the pin board above his desk because it reminded him that you were the only person who loved him under his gorgeous looks, who saw him for the work he put into the things he loved. and thus, his last step on valentines day was to take a photo of the half-eaten candy bar and send it to you with a message that reads “should’ve given it to me face-to-face, coward.” to which you would respond with “i could say the same thing about the chocolate covered-strawberries you made for me. if you’re not confident in how they taste, should’ve just told me.”

ITOSHI SAE, itoshi rin, nagi seishiro, fushiguro megumi, nanami kento,TSUKISHIMA KEI, kageyama tobio, suna rintaro, iwaizumi hajime, MIDORIMA SHINTARO, aomine daiki, akutagawa ryunoske, CHUUYA NAKAHARA, levi ackerman

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[heich0e]

you wake when you hear rustling.

it’s not that the noise is particularly loud, or even disturbing, it just so happens that it’s the thing that rouses you from your slumber.

“tobio?” you speak his name before your eyes are even open, calling out for him before you’re fully conscious. searching for him before you've properly greeted the day.

the rustling stops.

as the morning comes into focus, your gaze finds him standing at the other side of the bed, pulling on his running shorts with a pinched look on his face.

“i was trying to be quiet,” he murmurs softly, as though he’s disappointed. like he somehow failed.

“you were being quiet,” you placate him with a hum, stretching out in bed underneath the covers. your muscles twinge in a pleasant way. your body tender and tired from the night before. there’s a mark at the base of tobio’s throat which the collar of his navy blue hoodie doesn’t quite cover—a reminder on his body of just what had kept the two of you up so late the night before and left you so achy. you blink slowly as you watch him tie a double knot in the drawstring of his shorts. “what are you doing?”

his blue eyes peek over to you. “going for a run.”

you blink again, but this time it’s a bit more incredulous.

“what time is it?” 

“6:07,” tobio reads from the smartwatch on his wrist once he frees it from the cover of his sleeve.

“six am?” you repeat bewilderedly. “tobio, come back to bed. we only went to sleep a few hours ago.”

you push yourself up in bed and wince at the unexpected protest of your body. tobio is quickly dipping near, moving as you move, placing a hand on your shoulder to keep you from rising any higher from where you lay. “don’t do that, it’s too early.”

“it is too early,” you agree pointedly, emphasizing his own argument. “so come back to bed.”

“i have to go for my run,” he replies, a pinch of confusion settling upon his brow.

you huff indignantly. “tobio, i promise you got more than enough activity in last night.”

he purses his lips, but doesn’t otherwise seem swayed by your words. 

“well, if you insist on getting up then i’m getting up too,” you say when he doesn’t reply to your remark. 

“but you need to sleep,” tobio objects, his hand still gently keeping you down even as you press against it.

“if i need to sleep, then so do you,” you counter his point, reaching up to twist your fingers in the material of his sleeve.

“i have much better stamina than you do,” tobio reminds you. not in an unkind way—tobio has never said anything to you unkindly, even though his words may occasionally seem callous. it’s just the way he is. “i’m an olympic athlete.”

as though you could have possibly forgotten.

you roll your eyes and tug his sleeve. “i’m well aware of that, tobio. and i promise you that your fitness will not suffer from taking a single morning to sleep in with your girlfriend. come back to bed.”

tobio hesitates. 

because that’s another thing about tobio: he’s never unkind, and he never denies you anything.

“but i have to—“

“you can go for a run later,” you assure him, tilting your head to the side to rest your cheek against the hand he has on your shoulder as you bat your eyelashes at him. “come back to bed.”

“but i need cardio before—“ 

using your grip on his sleeve, you pull him further into bed until he’s kneeling upon it with both knees, holding himself up over you. he's stronger than you are, and bigger, but he moves willingly. he lets you pull him closer with no resistance or complaint. there’s a pretty pink blush that sits high on his cheeks as he stares down at you from this position, his eyes fixed intently to your face. you watch as they dip slightly to your lips when they curl in a smug little smirk.

“i may not be an olympic athlete, but if you insist on needing cardio, then maybe i can help with that.”

#kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio x reader #hq drabble #hq writing #writing

[tteokdoroki]

✉️; SWEATER SEASON. - T.KAGEYAMA.

💌; synopsis - your boyfriend finds you wearing a piece of old high school memorabilia, his number nine kurasuno jersey, and it drives him absolutely insane.

↳ length: 2.07K

↳ warnings: smut, mdni 18+, fem!reader, characters aged up to 20s, post-time skip!au, unprotected sex, clothed sex, pussy jobs, soft/mean!kageyama, praise!kink, reader is wearing kageyama’s clothes.

↳ notes: a very self indulgent piece because i finished hq s4 and cant stop thinking about kageyama ?? it’s giving obsessed with him i think <3! not beta’d ! enjoy my loves hehe - m.list ♡

“are you gonna tell me where you found it? or do i have to fuck it out of you, baby?” kageyama’s voice is tender as he asks, speaking to you like you’re a timid creature or somewhat of a street cat that might scurry away from him at any given moment. but the way he treats you is mean, his hands that are both large enough to cover the globes of your ass grip at your soft flesh— easily pull you back and forth,  back and forth on his cock while you’re seated in his lap, your dainty fingertips just peeking out of the sleeves on his cold kurasuno jersey, gripping into his shoulder blades to somewhat ground yourself. “‘m talkin’ to you sweetheart,” 

you know that he is,  god, you know. 

but words are hard to come by when you’re seated on your boyfriend’s cock, letting him bounce you up and down mercilessly until you can practically feel him in your throat. you know kageyama’s talking to you, his pretty girl, angel dressed in nostalgic shades of burnt orange and obsidian black— he loves how you can’t respond, blubbering and babbling incoherent sentences while you hide your swollen lips under the collar of his sweatshirt and drip so sweetly down his shaft from your heavenly little hole.

“uh—oh, mhm…mhm!” is all you can manage, swallowed by fabric that smells like your olympic athlete boyfriend, drowning in the strong waves of lust as he pounds up into your pretty puffy pussy until there are tears in your eyes. 

tobio let’s a hand leave your ass to tap at your baby fat cheeks, his dark blue eyes lit up with hunger as he mocks your pout. “words please baby, i know you know them.” it’s almost a joke to him, how weak and needy you get as soon as his milky top pushes past your selfish entrance, and brushes up against your velvety inner walls. he reads it in your eyes, how much you crave him and feels it in your cunt when you spasm and clench down on him, your juices rolling down his lengthy shaft and coating his balls. 

he taps your cheek again, and you whimper like a lost little lamb— the traces of a smile spreading across kageyama’s lips. “f-found it in the, fuck, the back of the closet… h’i missed you.” you cry out, gently circling your hips down on your boyfriend’s, droplets in the form of angel tears clumping in your lashes. kageyama’s smile widens, the hand in your cheek wrapping around the back of your neck, tilting your head up to kiss him. 

you let the fabric of the kurasuno jersey fall down to your chin, head angled perfectly to meet his lips and let your tongue slide wetly over the seam— begging your boyfriend to let you in. and he does, he lets you take charge of the searing and sloppy, spit slicked kiss. he lets you lick into his mouth and squeak against his tongue while he dominates the rest of your body buried beneath his old clothes. tobio feels you lean into him, free falling into his love and his desire while his hands slip under the sweatshirt to draw circles into your tummy, tease you by thumbing just under the swell of your breasts where they meet your rib cage before tweaking your nipples with tender love and care.

his cock aches inside you, just knowing that all your beauty, your curves, your pebbled nipples and the marks you have are hidden— no, protected from the hungry gaze of others by his old uniform. it drives kageyama insane, activates animalistic instincts in the back of his brain as he forces his cock as deep as it can go, rubbing his tip against your gummy walls and marking your insides with opaque wads of his messy precum until you’re squelching every time he ploughs into you.

you probably have no idea how fucking good you look right now, like a five course meal served up to the volleyball player on a silver platter. his baby, tobio kageyama’s innocent little baby had no idea of what she was getting herself into when you put on that number 9 kurasuno jersey. no idea that you would be fucked within an inch of your life, perfect pussy stretched over his painfully hot dick— his forked veins brushing up against pleasure spits only kageyama could reach. “h’baby,  you could have just, fuck…” the athlete curses, having been pounding into you so hard that his cock slips out of your eager hole, sliding right up against your clit which shines, soaked underneath the you yellow lighting in your bedroom. kageyama shivers when your tiny hand, peeking out from sweater paws to jerk him off. you thumb at his blistering red and seedy tip, you even drool over it too— right before guiding him back inside of your fluttering fat pussy. “there we go…you shoulda called me,”   

“y-you were at practice! oh fuck—tobi!” you whine, bristling with desire when kageyama wastes no time fucking your cunt into the shape of him. the bed creeks under the weight of his thrusts up into you, balls slapping heavy against your ass only serving to fill the room with their sensual song. you feel like you might cry, that’s how deep in your guts kageyama is, ruining your body for anyone else, claiming you as the mixture of your arousals froths and gathers at the swelling base of his shaft. whatever your precious cunt drools, quickly gets fucked back into your gushing insides and painted against your spongey g-spot the more your boyfriend throws his hips up to fuck you.

tobio grabs at your hips, holding you up so the only thing you can hump is his mushroomed cockhead, bright red and burning for you. he just wants to see, even though you whine for him put it back in, he just wants to see how raw and swollen your folds are from underneath his clothes— wants to know how much he turns you on. “you think i wouldn’t have left practice to come make my baby feel good?”  he asks, pressing his face into your neck and tilting his head up to lick the tears that stream down your face. “volleyball ain’t got shit on this fuckin’ pussy,” he breathes against your skin,

filling you up all over again with one sharp thrust until he’s buried into you right up to the hilt. 

and it’s true, not even the satisfaction of smacking a ball straight into the opposite court, not even lining up the perfect set or the smell of rubber sneakers burning against the floor during a tournament could compare to the sweet bliss of your warm, tight cunt wrapped around kageyama’s dick. you’re his favourite thing dressed in the jersey of his first love, humping away at his lap like a bitch in heat.

and kageyama thinks would be the best place in the world to die if it were to happen right now. 

“‘m close tobi, i’m gonna cum,” you heave into his ear like it’s a promise, arms looped around his neck where the softness of his jersey rubs against his sweaty skin. “fuck you’re gonna make me cum, o-oh. oh!” your head tilts back when his fingers meet your puffy clit, writing his signature against it while you drool from your mouth and your slit. “tobio.” there’s a warning lilt to the edge of your tone, telling your boyfriend that you can’t hold back and there’s a new feverishness to the way you roll your hips back down to meet his. 

so he pushes you onto your back, covering you with his slender body, his lips on yours while your ankles lock at his waist. the angle of kageyama’s hips shift, bullying his tip against your g-spot over and over, smearing precum along your velvety walls and bullying his way into you until you can see stars. he knows the way he fucks you is just right, he can tell by the way your lips form a gentle ‘o’ and the way your nails ( that he paid for ) dig into his toned shoulders and form crescent moons. 

“oh right there?” kageyama coos, lips messily finding yours while he pins your waist down to the sex soaked sheets bellow. your face changes, shining with sweat but so blissed out it makes your boyfriend’s hips stutter, losing the rough tempo they set. “ah, here…that feel good baby? yeah? oh fuck i know it’s good.” his words are breathy and shoot straight to your core, making your hole flutter around him— sucking his pulsing cock in selfishly. with his free hand, tobio roughly pushes up his kurasuno jersey that pools over your body right up to your tits— stormy blue eyes laser focused on the way they bounce under the weight of his thrusts.

kageyama is way taller than he was back in high school, but the length of the fabric still has you swimming in it— the volleyball player bunches it up, smiling down at you and uses the material to tug you back onto his dick, barely letting you off it as your clit grinds up against his washboard abs. “oh baby don’t cry, you’ll get to cum. i know you wanna fucking cum. can you do that?” he asks you, and again your words escape you as you’re left a teary eyed mess underneath the dark haired man. “yeahh, yeah you can. there you go.”

“tobi—!” you gasp, orgasm tearing though you as he pressed his entire weight onto you, fucking you hard and fast right through your high. you can’t help it, cunt squeezing down on him hard— juices splashing against kageyama’s stomach, making him almost grateful that he pushed his sweat shirt up to expose your pretty chest. “holy shit— tobio, i can’t, god—i can’t!,” pushing at his shoulders, your heave and hiccup as he picks up the pace and rams into your creamy sex again and again and again, forcing another orgasm out of you. 

you fucking squirt, a clear stream pouring from your abused little cunt— eyes rolling back into your skull as a silent scream rattles around in your throat. your hands dart up to grab at midnight black hair, tugging tobio closer, close enough for him to feel you tremble as you cream hard around his dick, practically forcing him out of your hole. 

“shit, baby…fuuck there you go, that’s it,” kageyama sighs against your wet lips, one arm outstretched over your head to grip the head board— the other between your bodies so he can tap his sensitive cockhead against your glistening and gushing pussy, running it up and down through the length of your slit. “mmhm, fuck you did so good, my good girl.” he stutters, lashes fluttering against your shoulder as he listens to the sticky sounds your puffy folds make while he glides through them. he kisses the tears that sit on the apples of your cheeks, using your shaky body to get himself off until he finds himself cumming against your cute little clit. a layer of thick white coats your hot mound and as he takes hold of his dick, tobio pushes the mix of your arousals back into you, shallowly fucking your hole as you twitch with the after shocks of your orgasm before he eventually settles inside you so you cockwarm him.

kageyama rolls off of you, pulling your leg high over his hip while you snuggle into him. “‘m sticky,” you complain, forming tiny fists against his chest. through the sleeves of your boyfriend’s kurasuno jersey. 

“you’re sticky ‘n so pretty baby,” kageyama’s cheeks are pink tinted from exertion, a soft smile on his lips while feeling you up from under the kurasuno colours. “want you to wear this more often…you look really good in it.” 

twirling a strand of his hair between your fingers. “i’ll wear whatever it takes to get you to fuck me like that again, tobi.” you purr into the shell of his ear, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “you’ll want to get spares of your japan team uniform as well.” 

“oh yeah?” tobio hums, eyes on yours, cock twitching softly inside of you. “how come?” 

“‘cause when you bring home a medal f’me, i can’t guarantee i won’t make a mess on you.” 

#tteokdoroki #kageyama x reader #kageyama x you #kageyama smut #hq x reader #hq smut #hq imagines #hq thirst #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x you #kageyama imagines #kageyama scenario #tobio kageyama smut #tobio kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio smut #haikyuu thirsts #haikyuu imagines #hq drabbles #kageyama drabble #haikyuu headcanons

[byunbqbes]

WHEN THEY HAVE A CRUSH ON THEIR DESKMATE

ft. kageyama, atsumu, iwaizumi

Kageyama

the little milk packets start appearing on an unsuspecting tuesday afternoon, after school

you've been nodding off the whole day in school so you went to the toilet to rinse your face and freshen up

but when you return, a packet of milk sits at the corner of your desk

you're even more confused when a packet of milk appears again the day after, and the day after that, AND all the days after that

one day, you decide to confide in your (cute) deskmate kageyama and ask him if he has seen anybody entering your classroom to secretly give you milk these days

kageyama is IMMEDIATELY blushing and spluttering, "err, m-maybe you have a secret admirer?"

he's internally screaming - is he giving away too much? what if you find out? he's definitely not ready -

turns out he has nothing to worry about. you have hired him for your brand new mission: CATCHING YOUR SECRET ADMIRER !!

not your brightest moment 😭😭

not that kageyama has anything against that! he gets to spend significantly more time with you and he's slowly learning about your favourite snacks

so instead of one packet of milk, you're starting to receive one pack of milk AND your favourite bar of chocolate

the bar of chocolate is coincidentally the brand that you mentioned to kageyama before

now you have growing suspicions of kageyama tobio, your fellow detective in mission

your suspicions are confirmed on an unsuspecting tuesday afternoon, after school

you're returning from the toilet quickly, rushing off for extracurriculars, then you're seeing this familiar figure with a mop of black hair outside your classroom

this boy is gripping onto homemade cookies a little too hard and breathing a bit too hard

you narrow your eyes and rush up to him, "kageyama? don't you have volleyball right now?"

kageyama quickly hides the cookies behind his back and stutters out, "i - practice hasn't started..."

you're about to leave it at that but something made you wink at him, teasing, "oh, and by the way, did i mention that i like cookies? especially homemade chocolate chip ones"

then he's blurting out, "ilikeyoualot"

you: "what did you say?"

Atsumu

when Atsumu has a crush on you, the WHOLE world AND their mothers will know

well,,, the whole world,,,except you apparently

he can literally ask, "go out with me?" while leaning into you and tucking stray pieces of your hair behind your ear

and you'd just be scoffing, "ha. that's funny, atsumu."

does the thing where he ignores all his fangirls - he ONLY has eyes for you

he's literally ALWAYS staring openly at you

on one of the days, he notices you scrambling around for your history book

he immediately puts his textbook on your table

Atsumu gets scolded by your teacher for you

he definitely nudges you in the middle of class and make you play tic tac toe with him

or draws the worst renditions of your teachers and makes you snicker in class

you're so used to his presence and the smell of his laundry when he leans in too close that on days he's absent from volleyball competitions, you feel...weirdly sad.

and then he's suddenly back and begging you to tutor him

Atsumu gets to be tutored by the smartest girl in class while he takes this opportunity to stare at you - it's a win for him

when he sees the way you furrow your brows and stick your tongue out in concentration, reality is suddenly hitting him HARD

he really has to ask you out properly some time very soon.

can't risk losing you to some other mf lol

Iwaizumi

your shy little desk neighbour

has the cutest blush on his cheeks when you steal his stationery

the 3rd years know about his little crush on you

"SO WHEN IS OUR IWA-CHAN GOING TO ASK HIS DESKIE OUT --" Oikawa hollers while he gives you a wink

let's just say Oikawa got put in an immediate headlock

you're sick and absent from school one day

Iwaizumi needs to bring your homework to your house

he swears he's going to throw up from all the nerves

just imagining you in your cute teddy pjs makes his heart stutter

he literally bounces around the front of your house and takes dramatic deep breaths before he rings the doorbell

when you answer the door, Iwa is blinking helplessly at your oversized shirt and shorts

you need to clear your throat multiple times before he snaps out and stutters, "I-I'm here to pass you your work"

you give him the most breathtaking smile and ask him about his day at school

he elaborates about how boring school was and eventually holds up some vitamin gummies, saying, "these aren't much...i just saw these on the way here and -"

and your mom is interrupting Iwaizumi as her gaze jumps from you to him, "Y/N! How dare you hide your boyfriend from your family! C'mon in!"

as she beckons him over, you and Iwaizumi are left blinking at each other

🌷 reblogs are very appreciated!!

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[kitasgloves]

Wassup Suki, Wassup Bullet

Kageyama, Tsukishima, Kenma, Iwaizumi, Akaashi, Ushijima, Kita, Osamu

Wassup Riri, Wassup Rocky

Daichi, Kuroo, Oikawa, Matsukawa, Semi, Atsumu, Suna, Aran, Sakusa

Hi Barbie, Hi Ken

Hinata, Hanamaki, Bokuto, Tendou, Komori, Hoshiumi

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[classyinnie]

“Did you ever plan on getting a relationship?” The interviewer asked.

"No, I was too preoccupied with volleyball to care."

“What made you change your mind?” 

Beyond the reporters, mics, and cameras, his gaze finds yours in the crowd. "The mere possibility that someone out there was worth the wait."

The interviewer noticed the softness in his eyes and tried to follow his line of sight, but he had already directed his gaze back to them before they could turn around. 

“Well, were they worth the wait?”

He smiles. “Always.”

—ATSUMU, Kageyama, OIKAWA, HINATA, Sakusa, Ushijima, Suna, Bokuto

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[kiatoru]

"tobio!"

you singsong happily, humming gently as you walk into your house. your eyebrows furrow slightly as silence meets your call.

"tobio?"

you ask again, peering around the living room in search of your fiance who should be home by now. you startle as you hear a loud banging and a crash, followed by a frustrated groan come from the kitchen and you rush down the hall.

the second you step in the room, your eyes begin to water as smoke hits you. you run to the windows and fling them open, coughing slightly. you turn around to see tobio sitting on the floor, a pout etched into his pretty face.

"mind explaining what happened here, baby?" you question gently. he sighs and raises his head to meet you, blue eyes shining.

"wanted to make you dinner," he mumbles. you glance around the kitchen at his attempt at "dinner" and wince.

"well... thats much appreciated my love, however... you are currently banned from ever trying to cook without my direct supervision again, okay?"

he sighs and nods, standing up a bit awkqardly and draping his huge form over you, tucking his face into your neck.

"sorry for ruining dinner..."

"its okay," you whisper, running your fingers through his hair, "it was kind of you to try... despite not knowing how to cook."

a muffled groan escapes his lips and you giggle softly.

"now, why dont you start cleaning up while i order us some takeout, sound good?"

he looks around the messy kitchen before giving you a resigned nod and a peck on the lips.

"sounds good."

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[hinatsu]

being his favorite idol..

your eyes widen when you see the phone camera flash, quickly you try to cover your face with your hands, but he grabs up both of your arms nd slams them up against the plush covers. "is this— fuck— your favorite idol?" the camera pans into your fucked out expression, the sounds of wet sloshing and loud smacks of his balls colliding with your ass fills the microphone.

"look how fucking cock hungry she is," he stills inside of you, panning the camera down so they could see your pussy not seizing to comply, grinding yourself against his pelvis and whimpering at the empty response coming from the man.

you watched as his eyebrows furrowed in disgust. "fucking bitch," he starts to thrust into you again, his length hitting your cervix, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull, "can't fucking control herself, wonder what the public would think if they knew the truth."

TSUKISHIMA, kuroo, TENDOU, ushijima, KAGEYAMA

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[yuu-kumeii]

Is that your husband over there? That husband right there? The one who is sneakily reaching for your hand to wrap around his arm? The same one who has been distastefully eyeing a certain co worker of yours the whole time you both have been at this event? That one? The one who, when confronted about his actions, will tell you with certainty that he did no such thing?

Yep, that husband right there. The one whose face is pressed against your chest while mumbling something incoherent everytime you kiss the space between his eyebrows. Telling him that if he keeps looking so grumpy that 'it might be permanent'. The only one who can get away with such childish actions and even get rewarded for it. He's yours anyway, so what's the harm in spoiling him a little?

The one who tightens his arms around you to prevent your attempted escape. Even going as far as to trap your legs in his, pushing you further into his broad chest. He curses the sun for rising too soon and makes it known to you, once again going further by turning to face the wall with you still in his iron grip. You know you have to work and he does too, but one day doesn't matter in the long train of work you both have. So with a sigh, you snuggle closer into his embrace and close your eyes once more, letting the warmth of it all lull you back to sleep. The day can wait, you have a husband to help you through today and for the rest of your life anyway.

SAKUSA <3333, ATSUMU, Osamu, Hinata, KAGEYAMA <333, Ushijima, OIKAWA, BOKUTO (1# guy who doesn't want to let you go), Iwaizumi, Honestly I can see all of them doing this

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