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#karasuno smut
What are you personal thoughts on the HQ Kusuo boys + Coach Ukai's first time eating out their s/o? And I mean it's their first time doing this at all, not just with their s/o
Ooohh I love the thought of some pussy eating virgins 😌
Includes: Timeskip Karasuno + Coach Ukai and Takeda
Warnings: Pussy eating, saliva, fingering, humping, cum eating, fem reader, praise
Minors for the love of all that’s holy please DO NOT interact , thank you :)
Note: I know you asked for the boys but I also added the girls ;) (I used ‘guys’ as a neutral term)
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These guys would be the hesitant, shy ones. They’ll slowly open your legs with reddened cheeks and a flustered expression while they gaze down at your beautifully wet pussy. They’ll slowly look up at you and your nod is all the confirmation they need to bend down and get a closer look at your dripping hole. They stare marvelled at the bare sight of you, unable to comprehend how much they want to taste you and how a mere body part can look so appetising. However while their mind screams at them to devour you, they’re still nervous because all they want to do is make you feel good and they don’t want to fuck that up.
So with shaky hands they’ll grip your legs and bring their mouth closer to where you both want it and tentatively give a kitten lick to your clit. Your surprised moan and twitching body has their head snapping up to look at you, so afraid they fucked up and hurt you. Your velvety smooth voice reassuring them it felt good has their tense body calming down and returning to the task at hand. While they may have been new to this, they were a quick learner and after seeing your reaction to their tongue on your clit they knew that was where to focus. Slightly less hesitant than before, they placed a gentle kiss on your puffy clit before lapping at it with soft strokes that slowly got bolder the longer they heard your whiny moans and voice telling them how good it feels. Your hands snaking themselves into their hair further encourages them to pick up the pace, alternating between using their tongue on your clit to sucking it into their mouth - both of which had you crying out their name.
They take a break from your clit to lap at the juices leaking out of your hole, the taste of you transporting them to a place of total euphoria and has them groaning into you “taste so fucking good baby and its all for me”. The once shy demeanour has now morphed into a self-assured one that would make you think they’ve been eating pussy for years, their movements are confident and every lick and suck is well placed - as if their body is now perfectly in-tune with yours and they know what you need. That seems to be the case as it doesn’t take long for them to make you come on their tongue and greedily lap at your release and refuse to release your thighs until they’re satisfied, “that was so hot baby, can we do that again?”
Daichi, Asahi, Kinoshita, Hinata, Kageyama, Tadashi, Takeda, Yachi
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These are the fake confident guys. They’ll act all assertive and pretend they know what they’re doing but on the inside they’re terrified - because just like the other guys they want to make you feel good but are insecure about being bad at it. However one thing they do have that gives them a bit of a leg up is exposure to these acts, they’ve read and watched plenty and are confident they can replicate what they’ve seen or read.
So with bold movements they’ll grip your legs and drag you towards them while throwing a self-assured smirk your way but unbeknown to them you can feel the slight tremble in their hands that they’ve tried to suppress. When their eyes move from yours to your pussy, the brave facade they previously wore crumbles for a few seconds, they sit gaping at the sight of your pretty pussy covered in a sheen of slick and they swallow the saliva gathering in their mouths - no pussy has got them as turned on as yours just did. Full of curiosity and desperateness, they bring their face level to your cunt and spread your sticky lips apart with two fingers, softly blowing on your throbbing clit. The jump of your hips and low whine has them lowly chuckling and there’s no hesitance in sight.
Licking their suddenly dry lips, they waste no time in enveloping you into their mouth, their tongue licking the length of you while paying special attention to your clit, swirling it with their tongue before gently sucking it. They’re full of curiosity and can’t wait to try out everything they’ve read and heard about and with that thought they gather a glob of saliva before letting it dribble down your pussy, making sure they rub the wetness into you. You cry out at the feeling of their warm spit and it’s contrast to the cool air, trying to close your legs in pleasure. They softly tut you while holding your thighs apart as they resume eating you out. Their noses grind against your clit while their tongue experimentally makes its way inside you, curling it upwards as you grip the sheets and hump their face. They’ll playfully pull away and tease you “see I knew I’d make you feel good baby” before inserting a finger and harshly flicking your clit with their tongue- the dual feeling has you spasming around them in no time, chanting their name while you hold them against your clit “you taste better than I could ever imagine”
Sugawara, Ennoshita, Tsukishima, Kiyoko, Coach Ukai
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Whiny subby little babies that’ll do anything to make you feel good and don’t trust themselves so they’ll just lie there and let you sit on their face and hump their tongue and nose to get off. They’re fully in heaven when your juices smear across their face and you grip their hair/head to get better leverage.
While you hump his face with your head thrown back, they’re grinding against air as their hard dicks strain to be released. They’ll have their tongue lolled out while you grind your clit against it and then guide him to to insert it into your hole- something that took a bit of time because they’re new to this after all. After their tongue is inside you probing your walls, you slowly lift yourself up and down, fucking yourself on his thankfully long tongue. Every time you bounce back down their nose deliciously hits your clit and has you clenching around his muscle- the foreign feeling has his eyes rolling back and hand making its way to his cock. It doesn’t take long for you to cum, clenching around him one last time as he happily sucks your release into his mouth and licks you clean. Once you move yourself of him, he lies their in a daze with a fucked out smile and wet pants fresh with his release “thank you, thank you baby for letting me make you feel good”
Nishinoya and Tanaka
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wettvagina · 4 months
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CYBERSEX
"Go ahead baby, touch yourself for me." his sultry voice rung through the speakers of your phone, which was situated in the firm grasp of your fingers as you laid in your bed, "...and show me." he continued, you looked at the phone screen, seeing him palming at the large bulge within his sweatpants.
"Shit." you moaned as your fingers reached down past your panties, and you played with your puffy clit, aching as your slick coated your fingers, "C'mon baby, I know you can do better than that." you hear his voice buzzing through the speaker, dampening your hands as you touch yourself.
"Fuck." you whine as you began fingering your needy hole, desperate for a release. You looked at your screen, "Show me." you whined, watching as he slowly pulls at his waistband, letting his hard cock spring free, the tip swollen and dripping with precum.
"All for you." he reminds you, stroking at his lengthy cock, you watch as he pumps his shaft with a slow pace, then gradually increasing the speed. "Shit, let me see you." he demands, you were quick to strip out of your clothes, and position your nude body in front of the camera.
You watched as his wrist moved, his cock tensening as he laid eyes on your plump curves, "Fuck!" you hear him moan out, before seeing his dick spray thick, creamy spurs of his come, all over his phone screen, your slick dripped down between your legs as you heard his heavy panting through the speakers of your phone.
GOJO , TOJI , SAKUSA , TSUKISHIMA , JEAN , LEVI , EREN , NANAMI , DAZAI
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leahrintarou · 7 months
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☠︎︎ DAY ONE: TOYS FT. TSUKKISHIMA ☠︎︎
☠︎︎ WARNINGS: soft!dom tsukki, usage of a vibrator, female anatomy, orgasm denial, edging, drabble.
☠︎︎ WORD COUNT: 780+
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"y/n, something came in the mail for you"
y/n looked up from the the device that rested on her lap before seeing tsukishima holding a small package in his left hand, his phone in his other, eyes focused on the screen. y/n reached an arm out while tsukishima handed her the boxed item.
"thanks, tsukki" she mumbled before placing it onto the nightstand beside her, almost avoiding her gaze from the box. "you're not going to open it?" tsukishima was able to pick up on her sudden odd behavior before a smirk made it's way to his lips.
"um, i'm doing an assignment that's due in a couple hours, it can wait. I'll open it later."
"hm, okay. i'll be back" y/n's eye's immediately darted up to be met with tsukishima's back, watching as he took lazily steps towards the rooms exit. "where are you going?"
"i have to pick up some volleyball equipment from the gym" he said before finally exiting the room.
y/n let out a sigh when she finally heard the front door close. she turned her attention to the package that was resting on her nightstand and carefully closed her laptop before setting it aside on the space beside her.
taking the box into her hold, y/n saw that the seal was already severed on the opening. she re-read the name on the front of the box before silently cursing herself. she'd accidently ordered the package under tsukishima's name since they shared the same account.
he'd mistaken the package for his own.
y/n felt an uneasy feeling in her gut after remembering tsukishima's smirking expression. she hesitantly opened the box, the purple colored item being the first thing that she saw.
being in a small daze, she didn't pick up on the sound of the front door opening once again, but she was finally snapped out of that daze when she heard tsukishima's voice. "you wanna test it out?".
y/n's heart basically pounded out of her chest when she heard his tone. "i thought you were leaving?" she questioned. "and i thought you had an assignment due in a couple hours?"
but, you seem like you have different priorities," he eyed the item that was being displayed in y/n's hold, an anticipating smirk growing onto his lips. "shut up" y/n mumbled, making quick movements to put away the device.
tsukishima took a couple steps up to y/n's seated figure before stopping her movements by placing a light grip onto her wrist. "you sure you dont wanna try it? you looked pretty curious just now, y/n." she looked up at the blondes figure and a groan erupted through her voice.
"what if it doesn't feel good?"
"you're the one who decide to buy it, but either way; if this toy ends up being shitty, i'll show you why you can alway rely on me if you wanna feel good."
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that's how the two ended up in their current situation, with tsukishima repeatedly adjusting the frequencies of the toy just to hear y/n whine due to her pleasure being taken away so suddenly.
"you can handle it a little longer, can't you?" tsukishima admired y/n's unsteady breathing and her pleasured/annoyed expression. he continued to alternate frequencies by controlling the device through a small remote, ignoring y/n's small pleas.
relaxing himself, back against the headboard while y/n laid back, against his chest, tsukishima had a cocky smirk on his lips. he was able to get y/n worked up so easily and with a click of a button; he was able to take it all away just as fast.
he'd noticed how y/n's moans were slightly different than usual, more impatient, more needy, and less quiet. to be frankly honest he'd never expected it to have such an effect on y/n, but due to the fact that the vibrations were traveling directly to her bud, he couldn't help but let out an amused hum.
"you wanna cum, y/n?" tsukishima turned down the frequency since he actually did want to hear a coherent answer from her. "please" she answered through pants, gripping the fabric of tsukishima's sweatpants.
he placed a small peck to y/n's bare shoulder, turing the frequency of the toy on it's highest setting almost immediately sending y/n over the edge. her legs waverd, feeling every inch of her satisfied pleasure course through her body, erupting paired sounds past her lips.
"I guess this thing wasn't so shitty after all. round two?"
"can you give me a minute?" she rolled her eyes, still trying to steady her breathing after tsukishima finally turned off the toy.
"nope"
and with singular response, the toy was imeedietly turned back on, letting an uncontrollable yelp leave the lips of y/n.
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s1nk1ngst4rg1irl · 1 month
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ 𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻˚୨୧⋆。˚⋆
daichi x nekoma's manager
⋰⋆⁺❇︎⁺⋆⋱✩°。⋆⸜✩°。⋆⸜ ✮ ੈ✩‧₊˚。゚•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• 。゚ੈ✩‧₊˚✩°。⋆⸜✮⋰⋆⁺❇︎⁺⋆⋱
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⋰⋆⁺❇︎⁺⋆⋱✩°。⋆⸜✩°。⋆⸜ ✮ ੈ✩‧₊˚。゚•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• 。゚ੈ✩‧₊˚✩°。⋆⸜✮⋰⋆⁺❇︎⁺⋆⋱
It's something out of a 2000s shoujo. A beautiful manager and the captain from her schools rival team. He's hot she's hot, and her team is a pain in her fucking ass (she wishes they werent the only one). A love story for the books.
⋰⋆⁺❇︎⁺⋆⋱✩°。⋆⸜✩°。⋆⸜ ✮ ੈ✩‧₊˚。゚•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• 。゚ੈ✩‧₊˚✩°。⋆⸜✮⋰⋆⁺❇︎⁺⋆⋱
notes: fem! reader!! sometimes shes described with big tatas, but any cup size can read n enjoy lol. lmk if u wanna be tagged!! updates every week, if the updates are late ill put up an announcement:) also i have the spelling of a five yr old and the language of 30 yr old guy with a dead end job lol.
⋰⋆⁺❇︎⁺⋆⋱✩°。⋆⸜✩°。⋆⸜ ✮ ੈ✩‧₊˚。゚•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• 。゚ੈ✩‧₊˚✩°。⋆⸜✮⋰⋆⁺❇︎⁺⋆⋱
╰┈➤PROLOGUE: breast reduction and black eyes
╰┈➤CHAPTER 1: is this heaven?
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creative-crybaby · 1 year
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Birds of a Feather (Flock Together)
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PAIRING: yan!timeskip!Kageyama Tobio x fem!reader
GENRE: smut | dark content (18+)
Minors DNI
TAGS + WARNINGS: yandere themes, toxic friendship, nipple play, light manhandling, semi-public sex, creampie
Let me know if I missed anything.
WORD COUNT: 6.6k
SUMMARY: What was supposed to be a helping hand became an unhealthy relationship when Kageyama mistakes your kindness for something more. All characters are 18+
@creative-crybaby, do not repost or modify
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Now that you think about it, you’ve always been too nice for your own good. 
Not that it’s your fault. Your parents raised you that way; show kindness to others whenever the opportunity presented itself. The limit of knowing when to stop never came up, opting to believe that your positive behaviour would be contagious. Wishful thinking, of course. You don’t blame your parents for those drawbacks—their boundless optimism, perhaps, but that’s all. 
You wished reality showed some mercy when slapping you across the face. Sooner, too, maybe. 
When you especially wished for a backbone, you were in your first year of high school, standing before your anxious friend after offering your help. You know her pretty well, having gone to the same middle school; your brain saw no reason to process possible consequences. (Not like you could ever predict your current outcome, anyway.) If anything, the muscle was too busy thinking about how the blonde’s spine would break eventually. No ill feelings behind the idea, but it doesn’t stop your brows from furrowing in guilt. 
You worried for Yachi, that’s all. And with her bent over at a 90° angle before you, a position you both seem familiar with, you couldn’t help but sigh. 
“Hey,” you began softly. The sheepish blonde didn’t budge, and it wasn’t until you said her name a bit louder did she tilt her head to peer up at you. “It’s no problem, okay? I’d be happy to help. Besides,” you quipped with a smile for good measure, and your classmate rose from her deep bow, though kept her position so you remained above her, “this could look good on a resumé, no?”
By now, Yachi’s posture returned to normal as she offered a nervous chuckle. “I guess you’re right. It’s just that those two can be a handful sometimes, especially with each other. I don’t want to put any stress on you.”
Your arms crossed as you arched a brow, considering the new volleyball manager’s words. “Then, how about I take care of one of them and you keep the other? It’ll be easier to help if you focus on one person’s struggles, and that way they won’t bicker all the time.” A small smile graced her lips as she pondered your idea, and you leaned forward curiously. “You make them sound like an old married couple. There’s no way they’re that bad, are they?”
Yachi’s eyes widened ever so slightly before she frantically shook her hands in front of her. 
“No, no, no!” she insisted, voice raising a bit more than probably intended. A few classmates paused their conversations to glance at you two; you waved them off apologetically. “I don’t mean to make them sound terrible or anything! It’s just that they care so much about their club that,” she paused, searching for the right words, “they can’t seem to focus on anything else.”
You hummed, head tilting in thought. A valid concern, but it was a drawback most teens had with studying. Not that you needed to remind Yachi: with keeping up with a team where she somewhat understands the sport, tutoring her teammates and keeping up with her schoolwork, stating the obvious may not put her at ease.
Instead, you grinned reassuringly, and light pink dusted across the blonde’s cheeks. “Nothing I can’t handle. I got this.”
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It didn’t take long to find your tutee upon entering Class 1-3. Based on Yachi’s description, you were sure you’d seen him a few times in the hallway, a scowl seemingly stuck on his face. That expression remained as he stared at whatever was in his notebook. And with other students in the room tiptoeing as they passed his desk, you were even more sure that was who you were looking for. 
“Kageyama.” Despite your voice’s volume as you attempted to gain his attention, your tone carried its usual gentleness. It did the trick, his frown softening as his brows lowered to a neutral expression. Not as intimidating as his previous look, but you understood where Yachi’s hesitance came from as she tried to describe him. 
“You’re Yachi’s friend?” It sounded more like a statement than a question, but you nodded. He hummed. “What’s your name again?”
You are–were–kind, not a saint. The question irked you, having put effort into knowing who he is and how he worked to help him raise his grades. He can’t bother to remember your name? Surely, Yachi gave it to him.
There’s no need to get mad, you remembered. Reminded. Wired. It was just introductions; give him a chance. Give him as many as he’ll need to open up in his own way. Yachi said he wasn’t the best at communication. He’s trying. You were both trying.
You gave him your name with a smile.
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The first lesson had more to do with diving deeper into his brain than helping him study. With only a summarized description to go by, you needed more information. 
Kageyama understood onomatopoeias better than imagery. Tone flew over his head while clear instructions prepared him for the journey ahead. Studying English and Japanese had their wins and losses. (Mostly the latter, though some battles must be lost to win the war.)
The next couple of sessions weren’t any different. You wondered if the environment distracted the setter, and while it didn’t appear that way, you suggested meeting up at the library. A minor improvement, though his brain’s wiring still wasn’t completely translated to you. 
Whenever you and Yachi sat together for lunch to update each other on the tutoring, you tossed in some enthusiasm in your tone as you promised her you were getting there. Following up was a back-and-forth of the blonde insisting that you could back out of the deal whenever and you assuring her that everything was going smoothly. (Can’t say “fine.” No one believes in fine anymore.)
Now, you observed the twitch of Kageyama’s eye as he glared at the graphs, angles and equations in his notebook. You didn’t blame him: not when you were slowly running out of methods to help him. 
As time passed, so did his patience. The ravenette slammed his notebook onto his desk with a groan, hands flying to slap his face, making you jump in your seat across from him. Other students flinched as they turned to face the commotion, whispering to one another before trying to look away. 
“This is a waste of my time,” Kageyama muttered. 
That makes two of us, a fleeting thought grumbled. You swatted it away, ignoring the tightening of your chest.
His glare trailed toward the window to his left, muttering about how he could be improving his technique—or rather, something more about a certain pipsqueak needing to work on his spikes. 
You hummed. “Tell me about volleyball.”
His gaze snapped to you, brows still furrowed, though curiosity replaced the aggression in his eyes. “What about it?”
“Whatever you want,” you shrugged, placing your pencil on the desk. “I only really know the basics of the sport, but there’s no use stressing yourself out over something you’re stuck on. Consider this a little break.”
A slight pout formed on his lips, either from hesitation or pondering where to begin. 
Kageyama lived and breathed volleyball. Not his words verbatim, but his rambling told you as such. He knew his strengths and his weaknesses (even if he’d rather not discuss them), and his irritation toward his teammate sounded like complaints on the surface. Still, it came from high expectations and confidence in the ginger’s potential, and it wasn’t until he rambled on about A passes and C passes did a light flick in your brain. 
“There it is!” you exclaimed, a grin tugging the corners of your lips. You slid the notebook closer to the setter. “Try what you were just explaining to me and add it into these questions.”
It took him a few seconds to process the order, his head tilting to the side as that pout returned. A cute look on him, but that wasn’t relevant then, nor now. 
“What, my passes?” Kageyama blinked, and it seemed to click. 
You nodded. “You’re so precise with your sets. Just apply all the knowledge to these situations. It may not be exactly the same thing, but it’s possible.”
Kageyama looked at you for a bit before returning his attention to his notebook, taking his time looking over the written words before skating his pencil across the paper. You figured Yachi was exaggerating when she told you about his passion for the sport, but that assumption went out the window soon enough. But weaknesses can be strengths if you view them from a different angle, and soon the setter’s distraction became his motivation.
Not all the questions he answered were correct, but the improvement was impossible to miss. You beamed, praising him for finding his way. Despite his resting face, Kageyama’s eyes shined from the encouragement, his posture straightening ever so slightly. The baby pink dusting his cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by you, either, and you had to refrain from cooing. Holding back a chuckle as he stammered an invitation to his team’s next practice match wasn’t possible, and you agreed should he continue to work hard.
The study session ended early, with you wishing the ravenette good luck at practice and his upcoming quiz. You slouched while walking in the opposite direction, pride washing over you like a warm shower. An accomplishment, a job well done. Completed.
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You remembered thinking how you could only go uphill from there, academically speaking. What else was there? Aside from volleyball, there wouldn’t be anything else to worry about, and you weren’t even responsible for that department. All you could do was observe the sport and those who play it, learning bit by bit as you cheered for your school’s volleyball club. 
You didn’t know the opposing team or their capabilities, though you could only assume they were a challenge. Yachi sat beside you, scribbling notes and occasionally explaining whatever she learned herself. 
“I heard you found a way to help Kageyama,” she said between sets. “How’d that go?”
As if he heard you, the setter trailed his gaze toward you two, giving you a curt nod before drinking from his water bottle. You returned a small smile before giving your attention to your blonde friend.
“Figured things out a few sessions in,” you responded as the remnants of pride from that day of discovery still swirling in your chest. “He should get the hang of it soon enough. I’m sure getting to stay in this club is more than enough motivation for him.”
Yachi perked up at the news. “That’s great! Thanks again for helping out. I owe you bigtime.”
“Don’t say that.” You shook your head with a giggle. “How’s your tutoring process coming along?”
Movement teased the corner of your eye, but the shriek that echoed throughout the gym was impossible to ignore. Your attention went to the source, and the new manager almost dropped her notebook at the sound.
Kageyama held a death grip on a ginger teammate–Hinata’s–hair, roughly tugging the locks as he glared at the shorter teen. The latter continued to beg, though aside from who you could only assume to be the team captain, no one paid them any mind. As the senior student handled the situation, the setter caught your gaze. His glare faltered, but his frown didn’t disappear as he seemingly analyzed your expression. He walked away with a huff, and soon enough, the second set began.
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It was normal, apparently. You got to interact with a few of the other teammates, one of which–Tanaka, if you remembered correctly–barked out a laugh as he assured that Kageyama and Hinata fought like an old married couple all the time. You weren’t sure what kind of elders he’s been around, but so long as the explanation put you at ease, you’d take it. 
You eventually got used to the random quarrels as well. A deal was made between the setter and you that you’d see his games should he continue to work hard academically. Or rather, he’d let you know when his upcoming practice matches would be like you’d already planned on showing up. Not that it bothered you; it was probably his way of connecting with you outside of tutoring, and with your first impressions of him, you assumed making friends wasn’t his forte.
The only downside is that you also had your own club to go to. The boys’ volleyball team didn’t have practice matches too often, so you had yet to miss any, at most showing up a bit late as you’d wrap up your club’s meeting for the day. You’d catch Kageyama with his usual frown until he found you’d shown up, and his expression would soften as he straightened his posture. Having already been in the game, he couldn’t say anything about your tardiness, so you’d sneak to the balcony and observe from above, cheering on a little harder to make up for it. After the game, he’d approach you with a pout, though he’d only discuss the match with you.
It was late fall when you first missed a match. Kageyama informed you a few days prior, as you helped him with Modern Japanese, that a practice game would partake. You thought nothing of it until that day arrived, and you had yet to dismount your seat in your own clubroom. The calligraphy club was pretty straightforward, though that day, there was a meeting, one you barely recalled as your eyes continuously glanced at the clock. Along with cleaning up the classroom, you lost more time than expected, and rushing to the gymnasium did little to fix the issue. 
The game was in its second set by the time you arrived. The first thing you noticed upon entering the gym was the starting setter’s head whipping toward your direction. His alertness subsided, but his gaze stayed on you for a few seconds too many before he served the ball. You assumed things would go as usual, with you sneaking to your designated spot and watching the match until it was over. 
It wasn’t until the opponents requested a time-out did you discover how wrong you were. While the other boys went to fetch water and towels, Kageyama stomped over to you, his sweat-slicked bangs hovering over his eyes in a way that made his glare all the more intimidating.
“Where were you?” His voice was of normal volume, but his tone matched his furious expression perfectly. Your body froze.
“I had this thing,” you stammered. “My club meeting took longer than I thought, and—”
“I was waiting for you,” he seethed, stepping closer. “I even asked Coach to wait a bit so you could make it. I shouldn’t even have to make excuses for tardiness. You couldn’t have told your club that you had places to be?”
Your mouth went dry as he got louder, and by now, most of his teammates were watching the commotion. You’ve seen him frustrated, sure, angry on bad days, too. At least he’d take it out on his homework. 
Still, your habit of patience was second nature, even when it wasn’t called for. “I’m sorry—”
“Kageyama.” Daichi was behind the ravenette with a hand on his shoulder before you could further explain yourself. His tone was stern, sharp even, but nowhere near as intimidating as what you received. A warning. “Go take a breather, why don’t you?”
The setter’s gaze stayed on you a little longer than necessary. He scoffed before walking away, his back facing you as he sipped from his water bottle. You politely dismissed the captain’s apology on his junior’s behalf, assuring him you were all right.
“His Majesty’s probably just upset his girlfriend couldn’t watch him show off,” you heard Tsukishima mutter to Yamaguchi. You weren’t sure if he intended for you to catch his comment, but he wasn’t exactly out of earshot, only a couple of feet away. Regardless, you didn’t bother responding. It didn’t take long for everyone else to leave the little incident in the past, and the tall blonde’s snarky words lingered in your brain for the remainder of the match.
No one else showed up to watch these games. You were there for the tournaments, too; aside from Tanaka’s older sister and a few of the coach’s old friends, the boys’ volleyball club didn’t have much moral support. Much less Kageyama, from what you could tell. You’ve heard about his behaviour back in middle school from Hinata and Tsukishima, the latter with taunts, and the new fragments of information added pieces to the puzzle. 
Kageyama was trying. He didn’t always succeed, but it didn’t stop him from attempting to steer away from the tyrannical path he was heading. You’ve seen him reach for Tanaka’s high-fives, albeit with a confused expression, but it didn’t falter his senior’s enthusiasm. His compliments (if you could even call them that) came out as awkward and forced when he gave them to Hinata after the ginger won a point, and he wasn’t afraid to ask Azumane if he needed to adjust his sets to suit the Ace. 
Maybe you were supposed to be his tutor and nothing more. Maybe it would’ve been better that way. But with very little assistance and even lesser options, Kageyama might have considered your listening to his ramblings as a sign of friendship. You supported him in staying on the team, and now you’re watching him flourish as a result. That’s what friends do—it was only fair for him to ask you to stay as such. You’d ask yourself why not indulge, though you were probably in too deep to call it that anymore.
The following morning, you find Kageyama waiting by the school entrance, two milk cartons in each hand and a strained apology on the tip of his tongue. You smiled, the two of you sipping on your refreshments as you waited for the first bell to ring.
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Your calligraphy club disbanded at the beginning of your second year. You weren’t all that surprised at the time: there were barely enough students for it to exist in the first place. Why certain members decided to leave was beyond you, but you saw no point in pushing them to stay if they didn’t want to. Still, you missed your club: you were left to your own devices, the black ink dancing across paper lulling you to a place of comfort.
It was Yachi who suggested you joined the boys’ volleyball club as another manager. She figured you learned some things from Kageyama here and there while tutoring him, and she has no problem helping you catch up. 
“Besides,” the blonde smiled, handing you the sign-up sheet, “it’s pretty lonely now that Shimizu graduated. It’d be nice to have a friend around.” You take the paper from her, staring at it somewhat skeptically. You didn’t voice your hesitance, and after a few seconds of silence, your friend added, “I’m sure the others will be happy to have you around, too.”
With how often you dropped by to watch the team practice and compete, the club members have grown to know you. It didn’t take too long for you to warm up to them, too, usually sitting with Ennoshita, Kinoshita and Narita and having them explain the gameplay whenever you were lost. Otherwise, it was mainly Kageyama who kept you to himself either because you had time to assist him in his studies or simply because he wanted your attention. 
You later found out it was his idea to have you join the team as another manager, and Yachi agreed immediately. Who would complain about that? Another sweet and pretty girl to help and cheer them on was a dream come true for most. You were the only one that had yet to vocalize content, and you handed in the application sheet soon after receiving it. 
Even with the progress, you still tutored Kageyama. Seeing him more often after classes only gave you more opportunity to support him, especially when Coach Ukai would remind certain members to keep their grades up. 
Not that any of this bothered the setter. He had no problem having you continue helping him with his schoolwork. He’d listen to your instructions, try out new learning techniques whenever he struggled on a particular unit and remained patient (by his standards, anyway) with you when things didn’t work out.
You had no issue continuing your support. You knew Kageyama was trying his best, even when his brain could only focus on volleyball, and you figured you could still learn more about how he interacted with others as he tried to come out of his shell. 
His one-track mind came to a disadvantage at times. When Hinata suggested studying as a group, Kageyama quickly shut the idea down. He’d sometimes go on tangents about strategies and new techniques for the sport while you tried to help him. Tanaka and Nishinoya would quip that the setter had a crush on you and didn’t know how to express it, though you knew better than to take those two seriously. Kageyama told you that becoming a manager would be more suitable for your future than your previous club. He’s grown used to your routine of getting all your attention for tutoring, and having others there would throw him off his game. As for his rants, he’s merely passionate about the sport—you don’t need a reminder.
So, you became a manager for the boys’ volleyball club, continued your one-on-one tutoring sessions and instructed him to only speak of team strategies in English as practice. And you do so until you graduate. 
It’s where the connection between you and Kageyama seemingly disappeared, set ablaze before dwindling into disintegration. He didn’t even give you the time to say goodbye to your friends outside the club before asking them if he could steal you away. (It was more of a declaration—the questioning tone was a mere formality.)
“Ready to take your volleyball career to the next level?” You didn’t know what else to say: not after the abrupt isolation. He’s brought you one of the many hidden corners the school had to offer, away from all the other graduates and their loved ones. Sakura petals fluttered through their descent, softening an otherwise overwhelming atmosphere full of completed chapters and new beginnings. You read manga: it felt like prince charming would swoop in with a confession, second gakuran button in hand. Having blueberry eyes boring into your awaiting frame in such an environment should make the butterflies in your stomach perform their very own acrobatics number, the anticipation eating you from the inside out. And it did, the churning in your belly boiling your face as you tried to meet his gaze. Kageyama’s resting face was always a disadvantage regarding his approachability, but with three years of getting to know him under your belt, you still felt a ghost’s kisses up your spine. 
“Obviously,” he answered. You would have chuckled at the comment in your first year of high school. But even the smile you’ve managed to muster no longer seemed convincing. Part of you wondered if you could find your friends once more to keep in touch before you all left. “I should be asking you that, though.”
Your brows furrowed in confusion, yet you kept the corners of your lips upwards. “I don’t know if being a manager for a volleyball team counts as a volleyball career.”
Kageyama didn’t laugh at your quip. You didn’t expect him to, but his response caught you off-guard.
“When will you be joining me?”
Your tiring performance of halo and white wings evaporated at his question, brows further creasing as your smile dropped. A clear indication of confusion, though a hint of offence found its way into the mix. 
“What are you talking about?” Your body instinctively inched closer to your corner. The setter noticed. 
“One of the biggest reasons I’ve managed to get as far as I am with volleyball is because of you,” he stated. “From helping me keep my grades up to becoming manager. I can grow to adjust to any team I become a part of, but I need someone who gets me to be by my side if I want to continue to prosper in my career.” 
The butterflies once performing in your belly dropped dead before they had the chance to bow. The love confession you dismissively thought of boomed with laughter as it slapped you across the back. Your lungs were empty as your brain progressed his words, your face slowly morphing from one expression to another. 
Did you do this?
“Kageyama,” you began, barely knowing where to go without a map, “I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, but that’s not the path I’m taking.” His resting face grew sour. You forced yourself to continue. “I’m flattered, but really, you did most of the work. I just gave you a little push.” Kind words didn’t weaken the blow—his staredown didn’t falter. “I have a life outside of the sport. I’m no prodigy. I don’t work anywhere near as hard as you do. I don’t feel the same about volleyball the way you do—”
“Bullshit.”
The snap from harsh lips forced yours shut. You shrank back once more, a scolded child fearing further punishment. 
You dared to glance at him. Kegayama was seething, leaning forward with clenched fists and jaw. You didn’t want to peer out to the crowd; had anyone heard him? They either didn’t or were too afraid to jump in. You knew you would be, too. 
“You think some sweet talk is going to make any of this okay?” His voice grew in volume, and you flinched. “You learned past the basics, you understand strategy better than the average player. You’re throwing it all out the window for what? That damn club you were in before had nothing to offer. I can vouch for you if you just follow me.”
There he was: King of the Court. You always thought Tsukishima would exaggerate to gain a reaction, but that title came to be for a reason. You just never thought you’d fall victim to it. 
“Look, I’m sorry if I led you on,” even in a situation like this, your feelings seemed to fall to a second priority, “but I’m telling you now that I don’t love the sport as much as you think I do. It’s not in my future.”
“I showed you opportunity and you throw it back in my face,” he sneered, getting closer. 
“I joined because of Yachi and my old club disbanding,” you defended, voice quivering. “I don’t understand why you’re yelling at me.”
A petal landed on your cheek, and you went to brush it away until you discovered the soft touch was a stray tear. It seemed enough to silence him, if only momentarily, though his glare remained just as deadly.
He wanted to say something; you knew he did. More words of anger, most likely, but he tightened his jaw instead, opting to walk away after giving you a final look of disdain.
You didn’t hear the hopeful and cheerful banter between graduates, nor did you catch Yachi calling your name until she laid a hand on your shoulder, snapping you out of your daze. Kageyama lingered in your head for the remainder of that day; no harsh words in particular—mainly the darkening of his blue eyes as his tone became aggressive. Part of you thought you also heard a twinge of betrayal, but after such a whiplash of a confrontation, you weren’t sure you could recall that moment in your state.
Wherever he was during the remainder of graduation, you didn’t see him.
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To be more precise, you didn’t see him afterwards, either. With moving to another prefecture for school and time passing by, you eventually put that memory behind you. That isn’t to say it didn’t make your body temperature drop; on the rare occasions Kageyama would be brought up, the daggers his eyes threw your way would flash in your mind. Of course, you saw no reason to voice the issue—you only ever heard about him from Yachi whenever you’d catch up, which isn’t as often as you’d like. From what you know, he’s out of the country, furthering his career like you assumed he would. And while the setter was right about how being manager brought more skills and opportunities, your studies had nothing to do with volleyball. 
Neither does your career.
You never thought you’d set foot in Italy, much less work there after university. Your parents told you that your kindness paid off, much to your irritation. (Was school not already enough of a hassle? And the extracurriculars? The people?)
Even though the conversation was over the phone, you found yourself putting on a smile as you told them about taking the opportunity, your tone hopeful as if you still needed their permission. 
It took you who knows how long to realize you didn’t. And as soon as it hit you, you packed your bags and flew halfway across the world with barely the basics of the Italian language in your brain and newfound perseverance in your heart.
Whatever bits and pieces made you a doormat evaporated into the air as that airplane took off to your new home, and you planned on making what should be the next chapter of your life a completely different book.
Easier said than done, of course.
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The last person you’d expect to see at this pub meets your gaze, and your eyes widen from instant recognition. 
Kageyama hasn’t changed all that much. His resting face is hard to miss, the light crease in his brows making him appear far angrier than he is. And with his increase in height and muscle, his intimidation goes up, too. His hair is also somewhat shorter, though that’s all regarding his changes. 
You continue to gawk at him, though his expression remains calm like you two were back in high school and you showed up to one of his games. You should be there.
He’s wearing his jersey, you realize, and grouped up with other men in the same attire. You don’t recognize the team; you haven’t been keeping track of the setter’s career. 
One of his teammates follows his stare, and Kageyama mumbles something before approaching you. You don’t hear what the other man says in return, your attention stuck on your old high school friend. (Can you still call him that? Could you ever have called him that?)
He says your name; your feet plant themselves on the ground. “It’s been a while.”
You blink away the myriad of emotions before nodding. “Still playing volleyball.”
It wasn’t a question, but it doesn’t make you feel any less stupid for bringing it up. Kageyama tilts his head back a bit, motioning to his team with a hum. “Yeah.”
“Can’t say I’m all that surprised,” you try to quip, your fingers toying with the hem of your shirt. Even if the ravenette’s height wasn’t a prominent factor, he’d still tower over you with how his eyes bore into your frame.“Last I heard, you joined Schweiden Adlers.”
His frown deepens. “I’m part of Ali Roma now.”
You bite your lip, your face growing warm. Kageyama appears offended, what with how he slightly tilts his head back for his eyes to look down on you. His brows furrow more, and you’re surprised you still remember his quirks even after all these years.
“An Italian team? Congratulations!” You don’t mention living in the same country, working on the same soil where he now lives and breathes his beloved sport. In fact, you don’t say anything for a little too long, and your eyes glance behind him. “Well, I wouldn’t want to keep you from your team. It was nice seeing—”
“Don’t worry about them,” he says, moving towards you. “I plan on catching up with you. They’ll understand.”
He’s making you approach a corner booth, and neither your feet nor your voice can protest. Even once you’ve sat down, all you do is shift in your seat, seemingly never comfortable. And whatever you originally planned on ordering is replaced with a glass of water. If Kageyama noticed, he doesn’t comment. He sips his beer occasionally; you’re halfway with your drink in a minute. 
“So,” you hum, “you like your new team?”
The setter looks at you for a few seconds before responding. “Yeah. Full of great players.”
He sounds more like he’s being interviewed than catching up with someone from high school. You try not to deadpan at his short answer. Your habit comes back crawling, keeping up performances and your back straight, head forward and heart thumping.
Your glass is almost empty when Kageyama speaks once more. “Why didn’t you tell me you were in Italy?”
He didn’t sound offended or hurt. The question came out as curious and casual like you two were going on about your day. But you know that’s not what’s happening, and his eerie calmness makes you nearly choke on your drink.
“We kinda lost touch,” you answer steadily, briefly. “It was a pretty quick decision, too. Only a handful of people knew.”
Not a complete lie, but you consider it necessary for now.
“Had to find out from Yachi that you were here last time I played in Japan,” the setter grunts, eyes glued to his drink. Your hold on your glass tightens at his words as your head snaps up to face him, a mix of confusion and a twinge of fear making your expression. You don’t get to ask him anything, not that you’re sure you can, and he continues. “Kind of a hassle not being able to reconnect with you whenever I had time back home. Switching teams was a good call, especially with my previous contract coming to an end. And it’s not like I wouldn’t have made it into Ali Roma anyway. I guess you leaving was a blessing in disguise.”
Whatever he says afterwards, if anything, drowns out as you stare past his shoulder, and your stomach drops. The strength you gained found its cowardice as the old you that disappeared into the clouds crashes down on you like a rainstorm, soaking you to the bone and making you shiver.
You rise from your seat a little too abruptly for your liking. “I need to use the bathroom.”
Also not a complete lie, but who’s keeping track? Not a drop of alcohol touched your tongue, yet you stumble down the hall towards the sign with a female stick figure in a dress and clumsily push the door below it open. You’re unsure if you should hunch over the toilet or splash water on your face, but you aren’t rewarded with a choice, nor the time, to make it.
A knock rinses the blood out of your ears, and you can hear the cheerful and far-from-sober banter back in the bar.
“Occupied,” you stammer hurriedly, carrying yourself to the sink. The creak of the door opening has you inhaling sharply, and who you see in the reflection keeps the air in your lungs.
Kageyama stands a couple of meters from you, his brows lightly furrowed. “Why do you keep doing that?”
You don’t answer him. The ravenette takes a step forward. You flinch.
“I was right, you know,” he begins, strangely calm. “That old club of yours–the calligraphy one–it was a waste of time.” His movements are slow as he approaches you. “It’s a good thing everyone left. Even if your new job has nothing to do with volleyball, your manager position definitely brought you to where you are now.” As vague as he may be, you can’t help but move back every time he gets closer, your fist tightening near your chest. “It would’ve been better if you’d just joined me, though.”
Your back hits the wall, and you don’t register what happens afterwards as your jumbled thoughts decipher possibility after possibility over the athlete’s implications. You don’t realize he’s kissing you or grabbing hold of your face to make you return the forced affection. You’re elsewhere as he lifts your top over your breasts and your skirt past your hips. Your mind is groggy as he gropes you through your bra, soon sliding past the material to tweak your nipples. 
It isn’t until his hand slides down your body and into your panties do you awake to a nightmare. 
Your front presses up against the tile wall; you don’t recall when he turned you around, the dead end’s coolness painting goosebumps all over your body and juxtaposing the warm fresh tears cascading down your squished cheek. Kageyama’s fingers languidly glide across your lower lips before he clicks his tongue. You can hear the irritation; you always could.
Not as wet as he’d like you to be. But the setter only has so much patience. He’s human, after all. He’s human.
The thought barely registers when you hear a faint zipping sound behind you, and suddenly his hard-on presses into the small of your back. Your breathing picks up as he spreads your legs with little effort, further pushing you into the wall before doing the same with your panties, revealing your entrance to him.
He doesn’t grace you with sweet nothings and mercy: just a blob of spit in his hand to pump his cock followed by heavy panting. And when he finally enters, the silence deafens you as he chokes on a gasp. 
That’s the moment that felt never-ending; he went in and never stopped, it seems, dragging himself into your insides until he was everywhere. He is everywhere. He is inside and behind and looming and crushing.
The nicest he was to you was when he waited to let you adjust, and you hate yourself for being the sweet little high school girl who tried to see the best in people. He doesn’t deserve it. You don’t deserve this.
Kageyama makes his first few strokes slow, but they’re still deep enough to have you gritting your teeth. It isn’t long until he gasps your name and picks up speed. 
“All this way,” he rasps in your ear, almost masking the slapping noises his hips would make when colliding with your ass. “All this way to another part of the world, joining a new team, starting over and getting better, all to see you again.” You don’t hear him when he speaks, nor as he grunts extra loudly as you tighten around him. “I should’ve done this sooner.”
A large hand slides back into your bra, squeezing your breast, calloused fingers tugging at the hardened bud, while the other one further shoves your panties aside to hastily rub your clit. The dry friction does little to soothe you, and with his lack of patience, the nub receives no pattern except whatever it's offered. Still, the added stimulation makes you tighten and the ravenette more restless. Even in your position, he finds a way to slam his lips against yours again. His tongue makes its way into your cavern as his thrusts get sloppier. You can’t breathe.
Not when he pulls away from the kiss. 
Not when his hips sputter as hot ropes paint your insides white. 
And certainly not when your high follows soon after.
It wasn’t strong, and it didn’t last long, but the shame that creeps into your stomach lasts an eternity. 
Your heavy breathing syncs with his as everything finally settles into your slowly-sobering mind. Kageyama’s still inside you, his hot breath fanning the back of your neck as his hands find your wrists to grab hold of. 
You’re in high school all over again. His actions have evolved to more dangerous heights, but you’re back in that gymnasium watching him practice. Even when he finally pulls out, even when he pulls you close, even when he snuggles into the junction of your shoulder. 
Kageyama hasn’t changed one bit.
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maezume · 6 months
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✩ ˛˚ . 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗦𝗡𝗘𝗔𝗞 𝗢𝗨𝗧? ; — in which you meet your boy bestfriend at midnight to go skate around town and embrace your teenage freedom.
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𝘆/𝗻 𝘅 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱! 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗮 𝗿𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 / sneaking out, very slight mention of alc/weed.
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the thrill of sneaking out past late, skating to meet your boy bestfriend at the nearest plaza. the chilly breeze and rush of the midnight air fueling your excitement.
it became a routine for you to get that late night text from him asking if you wanted to skate around and fuck shit up just for funsies. knowing you, there was no way you would turn down such an offer.
you'd skate down the road beneath the bright street lights and amongst the illuminated signs that lit up the city at night. cars would occasionally pass by and you'd have to weave around fellow pedestrians now and then but other than that everyone in the area was slumped.
just like always, you'd see rin's lean figure sitting on the steps before taco bell, a slurpee from the gas station in his grasp and his skateboard propped against the wall.
you'd take a seat next to him, and ask for a sip─ to which he would say no. yet after immediate repercussion, he'd give in with a deep sigh and you'd soon be sitting next to him with a devious smile on your face and the straw between your lips.
he'd argue that you drank too much but you'd just laugh and skate down the street. he'd toss the empty cup in the trash and follow behind you, racing you to the stop sign saying that if you lost you'd owe him another one.
rin would still lose of course, and then dare you to do some rat ass tricks off random things. the two of you would bust yall's asses doing crazy tricks off stairs, rails, and whatnot just for shits and giggles.
you would spend the night joking about everything, goofing off and skating around. maybe he would surprise you with alcohol or bud if that's your thing. you would smile and thank him before heading to the neighborhood park to light up.
wanna go to Seven Eleven and buy yall's favorite snacks? Lets go. wanna go sit on the beach and have some deep conversations? Lets go. wanna go tag and skate in the empty parking garage and then sit on the rooftop to admire the citylights? Lets go.
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STARRING : multiple haikyuu characters - hinata, kageyama, tsukkishima, kuroo, kenma, lev, oikawa, iwaizumi, kunimi, koganegawa, futakuchi, bokuto, akaashi, konoha, ushijima, tendou, semi, shirabu, goshiki, terushima, sakusa, komori, kita, aran, tsumu & samu, suna
GENRE : drama / rom-com / angst. smau and writing combined
TAGLIST : cmnt if u want 2 b added <3
Status: ongoing & active
TWS: suggestive, minor depictions of violence, possible smut?? comedic but ANGSSSTTTT. implies sensitive topics, which will be indicated on the story tws.
synopsis. y/n is a rising star and a global phenomenon, loved and admired by millions. However, fame comes with a price. As many looked down upon and envied her, wishing for her downfall, y/n’s flourishing career was taken aback as a rival starts a scandal. Shocking many fans, leaving them worried, confused and disappointed. Distressed, she comes back to the one place which made her happy. But soon she discovers there may be more to unravel in her life, secrets that risks people lives, including hers. What lengths will she take to save her career?
au note: been awhile since i’ve written 😭 but this is obv inspired by The Idol. all haikyuu characters belong to furudate.
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ೃ⁀➷ CHAPTER LISTS !
00 : PROFILES
01 : ROLLING STONE
02 : ROLE MODEL
03 : DREAMS, FAIRYTAILS, FANTASIES
04 : THE PRICE OF FAME
05 : EGOMANIAC
06 : MERCEDES
07 : REHAB
08 : ADDICTIONS
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hynko est 2021-2023 do not repost, translate or copy.
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literallykenmaandshoyo · 11 months
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I'll Know
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Tendou Satori x Female!Reader
Warnings: Language, outdoor blowjob, creampie, cum swallowing, oral (male and female receiving), lots and lots of praise!! I wrote Satori as reader's first intimate partner! Just smutty smut smut smut lolol
Word Count: 3.3k
Author's note: Oh my god, it's been so so long since I've posted a fic on here this is insane. College and life have been so so hectic and I completely forgot about the page Mod Kenma and I made :,) Mod Kenma is so good with keeping consistent and everything on here and I'm going to try and do the same since I've found myself writing with them a lot more now! I'm so sorry for the long hiatus, but I wrote this fic a couple of weeks ago and thought it would be a nice way to start my comeback! I hope you all know that you're more than welcome to request anything from me, just make sure you specify that you want it written by me haha! I hope you enjoy the smut, I had so much fun writing it!!
I'd love to hear everyone's feedback on this, so don't hesitate to let me know on how I can make things better or if you enjoyed it!
~Mod Shoyo <3
The bright lights of Shiratorizawa’s gym hurt Y/N’s eyes as she walked inside. Today, the volleyball club was going to be hosting a late night practice. Normally, Friday nights were reserved for date nights between Y/N and Satori, but she never ever minded coming to watch Tendou practice. There was no hiding how she really felt about watching him practice.
It got her going.
Something about her tall, lanky boyfriend sweating his ass off playing sports just did something to her. She was well aware of this feeling and found it slightly funny every time Satori tried to push practice to the side for her. “Now, why would you do that, ‘Tori? Volleyball is your passion. I really don’t mind staying for a couple hours to watch you and then getting to hang out with you after!”
Tendou always appreciated Y/N so much more when she said things like that. Little did he know that he was only fueling her drive to chase him. To jump his bones the second that he was finished with his practice. Tonight was no different. Y/N came waltzing into the gym in her black t-shirt dress, her eyes darting across every single body she saw to search for her boyfriend. The second that Tendou noticed her, his posture stiffened and he made a bee-line straight towards her.
“Well, look at you in that black dress of yours,” Tendou flirted, his tone light and playful but his voice was resting in a deeper part of his throat. “Don’t you look delicious.”
Y/N blushed and stood on her tippy toes to kiss him. He smirked against her kiss and brought his right arm around her waist to pull her close to him while his other arm carried his water bottle. The second they pulled away, she could already feel herself getting riled up. His normally spiked up hair was sitting slightly damp now. Most of it was still intact, but some of the front strands were sticking to his forehead, absolutely drenched in sweat.
“How’s practice going, baby?” Y/N smiled, her eyes too focused on his sweat than his actual ruby orbs. 
“Coach had us do some punishments because Goshiki didn’t receive a ball correctly,” Tendou tossed a look over to Goshiki who was cowering in a corner, gripping a ball tightly in between his hands cursing himself. “Other than that, It’s going pretty average.”
Y/N smiled and nodded her head. “Well, go knock ‘em dead baby, I’ll be right here watching!”
Tendou grinned from ear to ear and stooped down to press one last kiss to her lips. As Tendou turned on his heel to start running back, Y/N leaned forward and laid a harsh slap on his ass to motivate him. Tendou turned slowly with a smirk and walked back towards her. He towered over her like a skyscraper, looking down on her with the most shit-eating grin she’d ever seen.
“My turn.”
Before she had any time to think, Satori's hand was unleashing the most pain-inducing, heartstopping, panty dropping slap on her ass. She yelped and listened to the sound echo throughout the gym. His palm remained on her right cheek, she could feel his fingers curl up and feel around. He jumped slightly, then leaned down to get his lips right next to her ear.
“You dirty girl,” He whispered huskily. His voice sent shivers down her spine and she could feel the heat between her legs growing. “No panties huh? And were you thinking about telling me?” Y/N gulped and turned to the side slightly.
“It was supposed to be a surprise after practice.”
Tendou hummed. He turned on his heel once more and walked away. His shoes squeaking against the gym floor slowly dissipating gave her the ‘okay’ to finally relax. Y/N made her way over to one of the courtside benches and took a seat. With her legs crossed, she let her eyes linger on her red-head boyfriend.
The middle blocker was working overtime tonight. His guesses were on point, every single possible hunch he could have had about a spiker’s decisions were completely right. She could only imagine the type of psycho-analysis that was going on in his head right now, how meticulous he had to be in order to block everyone on the other side of the net.
She was wrong.
Tendou was on his game because he knew that she was watching him. He could feel her eyes lingering on him, only paying attention to his movements and no one else’s. Who was she, to sit on that damn bench with no panties on in front of all of his teammates. He could only imagine the juices that were marinating in her cunt right now, he was salivating at the thought of it. His hunger was only fueling his movements, a snide smirk resting on his face. 
One of the managers rushed around giving all of the players’ some towels to wipe themselves off. Once Tendou was handed his own, he turned slightly and noticed Y/N had taken some extra interest in watching him. He scoffed and pressed the towel against his forehead and neck, wiping off all the remnants of his hard work. Y/N licked her lips and didn’t let her gaze falter for a second. Tendou’s legs carried him over towards his girlfriend once more. His aura was radiating pure starvation. He couldn’t even keep eye contact with her for more than a millisecond before letting his eyes drop down to her crossed legs. He could feel himself get hard just knowing that he was the only one that got to spread those legs. To see what was beyond her gorgeous thighs.
He tossed the towel at her nonchalantly. “Hold this for me, would you baby? Just a little while longer.”
Y/N was quick to catch the towel and let it rest in her lap. She could feel herself getting warmer, at this point she started to regret not wearing underwear. She knew that she was going to spill the juices that Satori claimed as his all over the floor once she stood up, but for right now. At this very moment. She could care less. Her mind was turning into mush, and it didn’t help that Tendou would toss her looks in between practice sets.
Her pussy was aching. Tendou had been her very first intimate partner, and she loved the idea that her pussy was molded into a hole that fit his dick perfectly. She was growing more restless by the second, counting down each second that went by that Tendou wasn’t rearranging her intestines. Finally, like a bright light shining down from the heavens, practice was called to an end and everyone started to pack up the equipment and their things. Once everyone was finally done with their chores, Tendou slowly made his way back to his girlfriend.
“Can I see that towel in your lap, pretty girl?” Tendou grinned, holding his hand out in front of her. She nodded and dropped the towel into his palm. “Thank you darling~”
As Tendou wiped his face again, Y/N was fuming. Her entire body was quivering with nothing short of pure lust for Satori. And the worst part of it all, was she knew that he was teasing her. He was dragging his feet when he walked, he was taking his time to get each individual bead of sweat off of his face, he knew that she was dying for his touch.
“Alright baby, let’s go. Are you ready?” Y/N didn’t give him any time to change his mind. She was off the bench and ready to go with her purse at the sound of his voice.
Tendou chuckled and draped an arm loosely around her shoulders, pulling her close to him as he slung his duffel bag over his left shoulder. They had finally made it outside the gym. Sure, they only took one step outside, but Y/N was practically dizzy with how much fresh air was hitting her face right now. Before they could walk any further, Tendou stopped them both in their tracks.
“Oops! I forgot my jacket on the bench, I’ll be right back love,”
Y/N was fed up. She was seething, begging to be touched and he kept setting them back. She looked to her left and noticed a corner that the lights weren’t hitting. She moved into the shadows and waited patiently for Tendou’s figure to walk out the door. After watching most of his teammates leave with their bags and set off on their journey’s back home, Y/N was ready to get what she wanted.
The second she could smell his after-practice musk, she grabbed hold of his arm and yanked him into the corner with her. Tendou looked down at her with a cocky smirk and raised an eyebrow. “And what’s this about?” She looked up into his fiery ruby orbs and made no sound.
Her fingers grabbed hold of the band of his practice shorts and looped a finger into the band of his briefs before using all the strength she had to yank them down his legs. His cock sprung to life before her very eyes and she found some sort of relief in knowing that he was just as worked up as she was. She licked her lips and nearly drooled at his feet just at the mere sight. His tip was swollen, his shaft curved upwards, it was a gorgeous sight to see. Tendou gulped before finally speaking.
“Suck it.”
Y/N had already gathered up all the spit she could in her mouth. She spat onto his cock and didn’t even bother to start to stroke him. She took his entire dick in her mouth and felt his tip hit the back of her mouth. She had no strength to push her legs together anymore and slowly just let them spread apart. Her knees were starting to burn from the small rocks and pebbles that had littered the sidewalk, but she was too busy drowning in her horniness to care. The guttural groan that left Tendou’s mouth as she deep throated him was enough to send her over the edge. Her head was bobbing up and down his shaft, her lips gliding across his drenched cock.
“Fu-fuck baby. Take this cock like a good girl,” Tendou sighed heavily. “Fuck, you suck me off so good baby.”
The words of encouragement egged her on, pushing her to grip whatever wasn’t covered by her mouth with her hands and begin to stroke while she sucked. Tendou nearly banged his head into the wall from the immense pleasure that took over him. He was trying so hard not to cum down her throat as fast as he wanted to. Y/N knew that he was holding himself back, but she didn’t bother to berate him or tease him for it. What mattered was that she had his cock in her mouth and she was going to swallow every last drop of cum he had to offer.
She could feel him twitch in her mouth, every vein that was ready to burst getting eased with the coolness of her saliva. She deep throated once more and felt some pre-cum slide down her tongue. She pulled her mouth off of his dick, still stroking him with one hand while she popped his cleanly shaven balls in her mouth. Tendou clamped a hand over his mouth to try and prevent the loud groan that fell from his lips; even covered by his hand his moan was loud enough to get some stares.
Y/N moved back up to eye-level with his cock and spread her hot mouth all over it once more. She bobbed her head as fast as she could, feeling his dick twitch faster than before. It wasn’t until Tendou’s sweet groan entered her ears that she realized he had painted the back of her throat with his cum. She pulled herself off of his dick for the last time, snot falling from her nose, tears falling from her damp eyelashes and down her swollen cheeks. 
Tendou looked down and moved her loose hair out of her face, watching her tongue fall out of her mouth still covered in his cum. Within a second, she swallowed whatever of his load was leftover in her mouth and let her body slump. Tendou noticed her relaxed nature and immediately lifted her up into his arms.
“Don’t think this is over. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you when we get back to my dorm.” Y/N laid in his arms completely lifeless, her mind still only focused on the pleasure she had given her boyfriend just now. 
She had no concept of time, or even realized how much time she had taken to suck him off outside of the gym, but none of it mattered. It wasn’t until he threw her onto his bed that she snapped back to reality. Her hair was a mess, her face was flushed with a red color, her legs could barely stay closed. Tendou was huffing, heavily breathing as he threw his shirt over his head and tugged his boxers down once more. He didn’t bother to take Y/N’s dress off. What was the point if he had easy access anyways?
“I’m going to fuck the shit out of this pussy,” Tendou growled, pressing lazy kisses to the sides of her neck. “My pussy.”
Y/N’s ears were ringing. The second she felt his lips on her neck her entire body went into shock. She felt so sensitive, anywhere he touched immediately made her quiver. She wanted to take every piece of clothing off of her, she felt like she was roasting in 100 degree summer heat. Tendou’s long, slender fingers wrapped around her knees and yanked her legs apart. His eyes widened and he stared at her glistening pussy like it was a gift given to him by god. And it was. Tendou licked his lips and fell to his knees. He gripped the backs of her legs and pulled her to the edge of his bed, her pussy right in his face. 
He wasted no time in diving his tongue in between her folds. The tip of his tongue flicked her clit before gathering up some of her wetness like a spoon. He was eating her up like a starved man, smacking his lips and burying his face in her. Her noises were enough to wake up every single member of his team in the building, but that was the least of his worries. He had a cunt, shining with pure excitement  under the lights right in front of him, and it was all his. His dick was so painfully hard and he wanted nothing more than to just slam it inside of her, but she was dying to suck him off, and he would be lying if he said that he wasn’t dying to feast on her pussy.
“Te-Tendou, please,” Y/N whined. “Please just fuck me, I-I can’t take it anymore.” Her words stopped his actions. She whined from the loss of friction and his swift motions.
He stood up and wiped his mouth of whatever juices she left on his lips. He had never heard anything more sexy than her pleads for him to fuck her in all his life. He smiled from ear to ear and came down to press his lips onto hers. “Whatever you want, baby. Your wish is my command.”
Tendou lined himself up with her entrance. He slowly started to push his tip into her. Once just his tip had been swallowed by her cunt, he grabbed hold of her hips tightly and bucked his hips so hard into hers that she nearly screamed. The harsh slap of his balls slapping against her skin made a clapping noise, and he started to pound into her like his life depended on it. The sound of her loud moans only fueled him to keep drilling his cock into her. He leaned down and buried his face in her chest, loving the feeling of her tits bouncing in his face. He pulled himself out of her and lifted her into his arms. He sat down on the edge of his bed and sat her on his lap. Y/N got the picture and quickly slammed herself onto his dick. 
“God damn, Y/N. Ride this dick, take this dick like a good girl.”
Y/N sank her teeth into his shoulder as she bounced up and down on his cock. She could feel the coil in her stomach slowly unraveling with every slap their sweaty bodies made. She pulled her face out of his neck to see that his eyebrows were furrowed, the groans leaving his mouth nearly making her cream on their own. Tendou grabbed a fistful of her hair into a makeshift ponytail and held it up for her, the breeze that hit her neck sending goosebumps down her hot skin.
Tendou could feel that she had gotten tired of picking herself up, his hands moved down to her hips and gripped them so hard that she was sure his fingers would be bruised into her skin. He held her up and thrusted as fast as he could, his balls slapping against the bottom of her ass with every move. Y/N dug her nails into his back, sure that she drew blood with how hard she was holding him.
She lowered herself back down onto him once more and simply served as a hole for him to fuck himself with. He moved her at his own tempo, lifting her body up and down his cock with the strength he had. Her legs quivered and she could feel herself getting close.
“To- Tori, I’m gonna,” She couldn’t even finish her sentence before it was drowned out with the harmonious sounds of their moans joining together.
“Let it go love, cream all over this cock for me.” Tendou practically yelled through clenched teeth. 
Within seconds, both of their moans joined together once more for a grand finale. Y/N’s body fell limp, her bare chest resting on top of his. Tendou was still twitching inside of her, his hands coming up to caress her back lovingly. After a few minutes that way, Y/N finally sat up to pull herself off of his dick. The sight she was met with nearly made her want him to fuck her again, but she was far too tired.
Satori’s ruby eyes focused on her pussy as she pulled herself off. Strands of their combined cum looked like strings holding their two bodies together. Y/N relaxed and Tendou could see a cluster of his cum slide out of her pussy and down the sides of her legs.
Tendou reached into his drawer and grabbed some cool wet wipes to clean themselves off, he handled his lover with such care, feeling her jump every time he brought the wipe anywhere near her still sensitive pussy. Tendou moved every article of clothing that sat on top of his covers off and threw it somewhere into the corner of the room. He grabbed Y/N’s waist and pulled her next to him, helping her get under the covers and into his arms.
“That’s probably the best sex we have ever had.”
Y/N nodded, barely able to catch her breath. “I feel so much better now,”
Tendou just chuckled and pressed his lips lazily against her own. “I love you baby, with all of my heart. Thank you for always being so devoted to pleasuring me.”
She smiled and pressed a kiss against his lips before nuzzling into his neck. “I love you Satori,”
The two of them yawned, falling asleep within seconds. Satori felt his entire body finally truly relax, and knowing that she would be here in his arms in the morning made his sleep that much better.
He thought to himself that maybe every date night should end like this, but he knew he would never hear the end of that conversation.
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radiantteacup · 7 months
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hiii, can you please do C, I, K, and P for sugawara? congrats on the 100 followers btw !! <3
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✧.* Cum stuff, Exhibitionism, gentle and desperate sex, vulgar language.
༊*·˚ Thanks so much! I hope you like this! <3
˗ˏˋFeaturing ´ˎ˗ Sugawara Koushi
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C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Sugawara would love to see you painted white with his cum. He thinks the way its's pale color contrasts your warm skin is beautiful. He's particularly infatuated with covering your stomach with it.
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I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Very very romantic when you two are having sex. He's partial to soft sex, he treats you like a princess; you'd think you're porcelain with the careful way he handles you.
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K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
He would probably be really into semi-public sex. He wants people to see just how much he adores you. However, he would still panic if you actually did get caught. He just likes the thrill of the risk more than anything.
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P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It depends really. When Sugawara is just horny and craving you, he's clinging to your smaller body, quick, desperate thrusts leaving you shaking in his strong arms. On the other hand, when he see's you looking all cute and stuff, cooking dinner for him when he gets home from work, he can't help but hold you gently. He'll cradle you in his strong arms, gently pushing his big cock into your gummy cunt, whispering soft praises into your ear.
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rintarouzbbygirl · 12 days
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Since Haikyuu seems to be making a come back again with the new movie :p
I made another discord server but for Haikyuu!
EDIT! IF YOU ATTEMPTED TO JOIN BUT IT DID NOT LOAD THATS MY BAD I FORGOT TO ADD AN AUTO ROLE BUT ITS BEEN FIXED :,)
Disclaimer: It is the same as my other servers, You must be 18+ this is for adults only as there are plenty of communities for just kids in servers. Please for the love of god stay away we do not want you in the severs.
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ashtheketchum · 2 months
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Asahi Azumane X GN. METALHEAD Reader
Warnings: GN. Reader, Hdc!, mention of smut, mention of self-harm, mention of drugs, sub.Asahi, dom.Reader
A/N: I have Haikyu!! started again and I have a little crush on Asahi. While I'm not really a metalhead, I find the idea of Asahi dating a metalhead funny.
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You are a real power couple
None of your friends really thought you would get together
Those who don't know you think you're a really good match, but that's only because they're all afraid of you two
Asahi was afraid of you at first too, but after you showed your soft side, he couldn't keep his eyes off you
If Asahi is in trouble, you take care of the problem
No one really wants to mess with you because they're afraid of Asahi
You think it's really cool, but it hurts Asahi inside, even though he knows you'll be left alone
Asahi keeps trying to listen to your favorite bands (always stops immediately after the first song)
He gives you band shirts for your birthday or buys you black roses (He thinks red roses are prettier, but he loves your face when you see black roses)
Sometimes, when he really wants to make you happy, he makes you a playlist with a few songs that you like to listen to
Partner bracelets and necklaces!
You're always there when he has a volleyball game
You once suggested to him that you cheer in your own way
You were thrown out when you did it and Asahi had to sneak you back in somehow
Sometimes you annoy him for being so anxious
Sugawara and you = 🤝
You once asked Asahi if he wanted to get a partner tattoo or piercing with you and he fainted just at the thought
You sometimes train together
After a game you always give his shoulders a massage and you listen to a playlist that you both like
You made him a playlist with songs that you like and that are a good start
Asahi is a switch
He likes to let you have control sometimes, but he also likes to take control
He still sometimes makes sure that he doesn't hurt you
Praise kink!
Sometimes you have music playing in the background that fits the mood
Even though Asahi would rather hear you, he is very loud
Whimpers, moans and pants loudly. Sometimes a growl escapes him, but only rarely
He loves your legs, especially when they're wrapped around him
He loves to see your face blushing or scrunching up with excitement
Only squirts his seeds into a condom! He wouldn't even want to imagine himself cumming inside you
When you first saw each other, you thought that the other person definitely had a soft core
You hate the rumors about Asahi, but somehow you also find them really funny
Asahi found out that there are rumors about you too, which makes him a little relieved
However, after hearing the rumors, he is angry and he keeps trying to convince a few people that these rumors are not true
He started with his team, but they never believed these rumors anyway
You initially thought that Asahi also liked metal and rock, but he's the complete opposite
Asahi has a lot of respect for you, even if it sometimes looks a lot like fear
He thinks your style is really cool and would try it out, but he hasn't dared to ask you for help yet
After he heard the rumor that you were hurting yourself, he kept looking at your arms or legs
Once when he saw a scratch there, he completely freaked out, but you calmed him down and explained to him that a cat had scratched you
You help Kiyoko out sometimes
His team loves you
They all agree that Asahi needed someone like you because otherwise he would always be so soft
You also like his team, they are almost like a second family to you
Share almost the same taste in music with Noya and Tanaka
Kageyama finds it interesting that you don't have to follow the strict uniform
Hinata keeps asking you how you like volleyball and whether you ever play with Asahi
Sex jokes from Tanaka and Noya
Sugawara and Daichi are like your parents, they make sure you don't do anything wrong
Tsukishima likes your headphones
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keis-slut · 23 days
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what i think the haikyu boys would smell like (karasuno)
with a bonus of what kinda scents they’d like on you
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also references to actual scents so if you wanna buy and sniff them to get an idea and think of our boys, you’re welcome <3
hinata, kageyama, tsukishima, yamaguchi, nishinoya
+ what they like on you
p.1 (?)
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hinata
scents for him; “tangerine boy” by phlur, “orange blossom” by jo malone
scents for her; “heavenly” by victoria’s secret
i feel like he would smell kinda fruity (pfffft), maybe slightly citrusy but not much, more sweet
maybe even a lil cinnamony too
smells like apple pie
he’d use like 3 in 1 cucumber scent body wash lmfao idk
i also think he’d be the type to use like the dove deodorant spray that’s like apple or watermelon scented LOL
after a game or something and he’s all sweaty he still just smells sweet. he’s just sweet like his personality
he mostly just likes light scents, he doesn’t like anything too heavy or musky
he’s not a fan of expensive stuff or even like axe scents, it hurts his nose and he gets headaches from strong scents like that
he doesn’t necessarily smell all that “manly”, but he does make the fruity scents he uses smell manly enough, if that’s the best way of describing lol
why do i feel like he’d smell some of his little sisters scents and just take one or two he kinda likes, and maybe he’ll mix it with something a little more cologne-like so it’s not too girly for him
little bit of a honey scent to him too, that’s a big one. honey isn’t a strong scent anyway so i think it would fit him to use
showers a lot so he just always smells good
with girls he does really love anything sexy, surprisingly
like the kinda special scents you get from like victorias secret that’s rlly seductive, like the scent called heavenly he loves
“baby, you smell so beautiful today-i bet you taste just as good, my love,,,”
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kageyama
scents for him; “ocean” by bath and body works, “freshwater” by bath and body works, “mr. burberry” by burberry
scents for her; “at the beach” bath and body works, “cool & bright” by pink, “coconut palm” by mix:bar
he gives off very beachy, clean, fresh water kinda vibes
coconut.
like he also just smells similar to petrichor in my head, it just makes sense to me, the smell in the air after it rains
maybe that’s like after he’s been playing and he’s sweating, just petrichor, still water-smelling but like sweated down LOL
i do think he’d definitely be the one to actually smell like sweat after playing though but like not badly? like he for sure smells worked out and everything is sweated down, but like he doesn’t smell like bad body odor
personally, when i smell the billie eilish no.2 perfume i think of him but maybe that’s just me
like hinata, i don’t think he likes anything heavy either, but he does like cologne like maybe the scent ocean at bath and body works LMFAO, that works
he definitely shops there for scents
he gives like, not the kinda person to always put something on, he just kinda smells good because he keeps his room smelling good, if that makes sense
like the scent bergamot waters from bath and body works, yes, again, he has as either a wall plug or a room spray
he also likes coconut and beach scents on girls
maybe even light flower scents too
rose, LILAC, jasmine, LAVENDER, sakura
“you wear this one on purpose, don’t you, babe? you just know i’ll be kissing you all over,,,”
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tsukishima
scents for him; “somebody wood” by phlur, “bourbon” by bath and body works
scents for her; “strawberry pound cake” by bath and body works, “honey mist” by pink, “sweater weather” by bath and body works
so his scent to me would come off very woody, or maybe bergamot kinda
like kageyama, if i smell bourbon from bath and body works, it’s similarly his scent
he’s the one that comes off musky to me but still soft and subtle
i think he’s just really into the more home-smelling comfort scents
idk how else to describe it but like camping or fire or a cozy cabin, he just smells like that
or like you know when you got that cool friend that’s got an older house and their basement smells like wood and like rain water but it’s like comforting? am i explaining that right? maybe you know what i mean, but, tsukki comfort scent
cedarwood, sandalwood, pine, just wood lol, maybe that’s it
side note but not side note, i bought his scent off the website aishify (love them sm, website here), and the one they have for him is SCARY accurate to how i pictured he would smell, it’s so comforting to me and i need another one bc it’s almost finished
can you tell tsukki is my fav
he really doesn’t wear alot of anything though, so after a game or something he mostly just sweats it off and it’s more of a subtle leftover burnt scent
loves girls who also wear similar scents to him, girly but still musky, like he definitely loves billie eilish no.3 perfume
he may even like soft vanilla or honey scents too, like the honey mist from pink he thinks is pretty
scents for sweets too, like cupcakes or cake
with his love for strawberry, do i even need to say more? strawberry poundcake from bath and body will make him spiral
“you’re just asking for me to eat you up smelling like this, hm? cmere, shortcake,,,”
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yamaguchi
scents for him; “beach stroll” by PS, “light blue for men” by dolce & gabbana
scents for her; “brazilian crush cheirosa 62” by sol de jonerio, “brazilian crush cheirosa 71” by sol de jonerio, “warm vanilla sugar” by bath and body works
this boy definitely smells fresh, like clean laundry
fresh smelling cologne if anything, like clear blue skies and fresh air LOL
he’s probably tried to use other stuff like maybe some of tsukkis, but he’s not a musky kind of guy, he’s more soft and light and fresh, so he didn’t like it
he won’t use expensive stuff that much either, it’s just too strong for him
he’s maybe even come to the conclusion that he doesn’t really like wearing anything other than maybe deodorant by the name of ‘fresh linen/cotton’ or something
his laundry just smells good, he smells like detergent lol
if anything else maybe like pear or apple scents, possibly lemon too, any fresh fruit that’s not sweet but more citrusy
he definitely loves vanilla or cinnamon kind of scents on girls, he loves when they just smell warm and cozy
he’d like maybe caramel too, i think of the brazilian crush line by sol de jonerio perfumes that he would like, like 71 or 62
“can i give you a kiss? please…you smell so pretty, i don’t wanna leave your side, babe,,,”
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nishinoya
scents for him; “victory league” by adidas, “legend” by bath and body works, “sauvage” by dior
scents for her; “so sexy: orchid” by victoria’s secret, “so sexy: night” by victoria’s secret, “viva la juicy” by juicy couture
everyone is saying axe for this man, and while i don’t disagree, let’s not say that’s all he uses
maybe
he definitely does use the stuff quickest to grab or buy, like axe, or body prays by like adidas or something lmfao
like old spice too, nivea men
you can’t really tell what kind of scent it’s all just typical cologne smell i guess, maybe a hint of spicy
he’d have like maybe one or two colognes that are actually expensive and good, probably given as a gift
he definitely steals tanakas cologne just to make sure he smells good and when he forgets his before and after games
for girls, like hinata, he also likes stuff that comes off seductive and sexy
the so sexy line by victoria’s secret is a yes
he’s also a sucker for juicy couture, more than just the scents but that’s a different post
“god damn, babe, you smell just as sexy as you look, let me see you,,,”
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mugeesworld · 1 year
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Ukai with a chubby partner head cannons♥︎
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I've been having so much ukai with a chubby partner brain rot recently and I need to tell someone or I'll explode?!
Female y/n
NSFW
Reminder I add to head cannons randomly whenever they pop into my head so it can change daily!
If you like this go check out my luffy and franky ones! ♥︎♥︎
Now hear me out. I get Major "chubby chaser" vibes from this guy. Not in a fetish way but a way that sees your plush figure as soft and elegant. Something he can't take his eyes off of. Breath taking.
Ukai has always been drawn more to chubby women I think. The bigger the figure the more he can love. And LET ME TELL YOU. He can't keep his hands away.
Every chance this man gets he's groping you. Whether it's your ass, breasts, thighs, or stomach. He's always touching something. Even when he doesn't realize he will place a hand on your leg and lightly squeeze. He's like a magnet to your body.
He loves the way your soft body feels pressed against his and how he can feel heat radiating off you on to him almost immediately. He loves your hugs. The way you wrap your arms around his back with your tits pressed against his chest so he can get a eye full.
He has to look away to keep himself from full on digging his face into your soft chest. If he could he would stay there forever. That's heaven for him.
That being said he loves cuddling you. He loves nothing more then to come home everyday to see his beautiful girlfriend laying on their bed playing on her phone. Quickly discarding of his work clothes and hoping into the warm bed with you and savoring every inch of your body.
Letting his hands explore your curves and dips as if they were unexplored areas hoping to find some treasure. And trust me. He did everytime. He never gets tired of rubbing his hands up and down your sides. Softly sliding one up your shirt while the other reaches down to grab your waist and ass to pull you closer to him.
Every tiny bit of space between y'all he sees as wasted potential so he always pulls you closer to him. Their is nothing that's stopping this man from feeling ever inch of you. And he's gonna no matter what it takes.
Watching your every move. Any time you would shift as a reaction his hands tracing your body he would pick up on it. No matter how many times he seen your body he is always blown away by the beauty. Like those sculptures in museums he sees every detail on your body as important. Your art. A goddess. He is literally flabbergasted on how you are in his grasp.
And he will never let go.
Yes ukai had that "bad guy" look going for him. Always having that smug look on his face that he knows both pisses you off and turns you on. But with you he has a big soft side.
Even though he tends to act different around you then other people knowing he can truly relax and trust you he still acts cocky sometimes.
Ukai loves and I mean LOVES to tease you. Anywhere. Anytime. He doesn't care. He will take any chance to make you flustered/embarrassed cause he knows it makes you crazy.
If you work in the store with him you best believe ALL DAY he is doing some smug shit. Giving you sexual looks from across the room. Looking you up and down.
Going up behind you and placing his crotch just close enough to your ass so you can feel it when you're bent over restocking the shelfs. With nothing more then a simple "Need help with that?" coming from his lips. Sometimes whispering it in your ear.
Or when passing by you in a tight space making sure to over drastically rub himself against you when passing. Only saying excuse me and walking away like he ain't do shit.
If you're the type to get nervous with eye contact he takes that to full advantage. You could be walking out of the storage room when ukai starts walking slowly towards you. Looking you up and down and staring you lustfully in the eyes taking a drag of his cig. Before blowing out the smoke and licking his lips as you just stand there to nervous to move since his gaze is so intimidating.
Giving you one more look up and down and going on with his business like nothing happened once again letting you finally be able to breathe.
Oh but the other way around..... You teasing him is a whole different story. And everytime you try it. It's never the out come you thought it would be.
One day you decide to get your revenge on your boyfriend. Not in a mean way but something close. You told ukai he could go ahead to the store that you just had to fix your hair. It was nothing knew so he brushes it off and makes his way to the store that's close to yalls house.
You put on his favorite sun dress. One that's perfect for summer time but also hot. It goes up mid thigh and reveals a good bit of cleavage. He loved this dress. It made you look both elegant and sexy and every time you wore it in the past it ended up on the floor of your apartment along with his clothes ;)
You fix your hair cutely and put on your shoes and socks before making your way to the store. No one was there yet since he just flipped the sign on the door to open so it was just you and him.
You enter the store fairly quiet and make your way to the storage room to get a apron to tie your look all together. Ukai was currently looking at the newspaper at the counter waiting for a customer. Not paying attention to you at the moment.
You grab your apron that still shows your chest. You pull the strings and tie them around your back. Doing ukais next favorite thing you wear. He loves to see you in a apron. How it hugs your body and outlines your figure.
You walk out of the storage room and head over to ukai to see what all needs to be done. "What's on the schedule today?" you ask making his head turn up to face you. To his surprise he has this extra beautiful sight in front of him. Making his cheeks turn a light tint of red.
"Wow.... You do this all for me?" he asks smugly. Standing up, crossing his arms and making his way over to you. You act dumb and give him a confused look. "Do what?"
Ukai chuckles and inches closer but you swiftly dodge him and grab the clip board on his desk of everything that needed to be done. He widdens his eyes at your sudden movement but brushes it off.
"I'll start restocking the drinks in the fridge if you want to do the cans!" you say before quickly walking off before he could get a chance to respond. You head to go grab the drinks.
Ukai stands there for a moment. Confused about why you're acting like this but let's it go eventually thinking it's just you joking or something.
You make your way back out with the drinks and start to put them on the few middle shelfs. Ukai makes his way to the back grabbing the cans and walking to the isle that needs to be restocked.
He watches as you bend over to grab bottles and put them on the bottom shelf. Revealing your plush thighs and a tiny bit of your ass to him. He feels his pants tighten up at the sight, his cheeks once again turning red. He shakes his head and tries to stay focused on his task.
As he is stacking the cans on the shelf he hears a noise coming from you and turns his head. You desperately try to reach the top shelf of the tall fridge but can't reach (I'm 5'7 just go along with it💀)
You stretch and stretch trying to reach on your tippy toes but fail. You fall back on your heels with a sigh. Suddenly ukai appears behind you and grabs a few bottles reaching over you and putting them on the shelf. You smile to yourself knowing your plan worked.
You "innocently" move back a bit grinding your ass on his crotch making him grunt. You start to feel more confident now that it's working and take it a step further. "Oh here let me grab these down here for you!" you say.
"Oh no that's ok! I can~ ah" he tries to say before you bend over to grab the remaining bottles ruting back on him harder then before. You take your time grabbing the bottles before handing them to ukai.
"Here! Thank you!" you say slightly moving to face him grabbing his arm and hugging. Making sure to squeeze your boobs together.
At this point ukai has caught on and he is a mess. He hates being teased. Just as y'all finish the drinks customers start to walk in. You quickly prance off to greet the customers and see if they need help leaving ukai there sexually frustrated.
For the next hour ukai sits at the counter watching you and trying to hide the buldge growing in his pants. Once all the customers left you went back to the isle ukai was stacking the cans on and start to put them away.
Ukai puts out his cigarette walks over to the door and flips the sign to closed. You don't notice since you are currently bent over to put away the remaining cans.
As you were about to finish you feel ukai walk up behind you doing what he does as usual and rub against you as you are bending over but this time..... He didn't walk away.
You listen to him sigh as he drags his hands across your waist. "I've caught on to your little tricks sweetheart.... And I got to say. I'm not a fan. Not one bit."
Your breath shutters as you feel his hands start to roam up your dress. "Two can play that game. And I won't loose y/n." he squeezes your ass.
..... Let's just say the store remained closed for a good hour or two.
Ukai loves to see you in his shirts. Especially if they are tight on you a bit. It makes him crazy. He would prefer his shirt and a pair of short shorts over a dress any day.
He's definitely the type to keep one of your hair bows around his wrist. He loves to play with it. He says he keeps It with him cause he doesn't want to hear you complain about your hair being in the way but he would honestly be sad if you actually needed it. He would steal another.
This man would love to lay on your thighs. He wants to be crushed. Suffocated. He would die a happy man.
His favorite position is cow girl and reverse cow girl. He loves the view. Being able to grab your breasts or your ass and thighs as you ride him makes him insane.
When y'all are done and rearrange to cuddle ukai loves to cock warm you. Leaving himself inside you while y'all drift to sleep. Either a lewd dream waking him up feeling you or him start to move or his morning wood getting hard while still in you and being ready to go right when y'all wake up.
He loves sleepy morning sex. Also waking you up with sex. Watching your eyes flutter open as he slowly starts to thrust in you. Hearing you moan in your sleepy voice makes him weak. And imagine his sleepy voice too as he rails you. Damn😍
If you're tired and don't feel like riding ukai will HAPPILY do missionary or doggy style instead. He loves the way your ass bounces on him. Holding your hips and pushing as far as he can into you.
Ukai would definitely be a kinky guy. Possibly choking, hair pulling!!! (He loves when you grab his hair when he is in between your legs) maybe something to do with smoke. Like taking a hit then kissing you transfering the smoke into your mouth. Or possibly even spitting in your mouth if you're into that.
He loves your little outfits you throw on for bed. He especially loves garters. He likes pushing his fingers under them and going around rubbing your thighs. Or if they are a little tight and noticeably squishy your thighs. That shut makes him crazy.
Now hear me out. Tongue piercing. He would totally get one. And use one of those vibranting ones for your nipples and clit.
That being said. Brother could eat you out for hours. He going in that shit like he hasn't ate in days and he coming out with you all over his chin. He wants it all. He loves having your thighs squish his as he overstimulatrd you for the 3rd time that night not wanting to leave in between your legs. He'll most of the times let you but if you do it do much you're getting your legs pushed back so he can go deeper.
Also you tugging his hair to pull him closer?..... LORDDDDD! LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING it makes him insane. Like phyco he loves that shit. To the point he is moaning while eating you as you pull on his gorgeous locks. It makes him crazy. H loves having you play with his hair. Even outside of the bed room. You make fun of him sometimes saying he acts like a cat wanting to constantly be pet. He always gets embarrassed and denies it but sure enough not even 5 minutes later he's asking for you to do it again.
Not only that but face sitting? He gets weak in the knees just thinking about. And it took a lot of convincing for you to finally try it cause you we're scared to hurt him. But he wanted you on him. Sat. He will pull your legs down if you try to half ass that shit. He loves seeing you ride and grind on his face.
He told you he would tap your legs if it was ever to much. But he lied. He rather die then leave that glorious place. "GLORY GLORY WHAT A HELL OF A WAY TO DIE!" he definitely salutes before he starts.
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☠︎︎ DAY THREE: THIGH-RIDING FT. KAGEYAMA
☠︎︎ WARNINGS: fem reader, female anatomy, thigh-riding, soft!dom kageyama, y/n is needy, not much dialog.
☠︎︎ WORD COUNT: 730+
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"tobio"
y/n tugged at the hem of her boyfriend's shirt, due to the fact that vocally calling for his attention wasn't really getting her anywhere. he let out an uninterested hum, eyes still focused on his phone.
the screen was displaying one of his recent games and like usual, he was overlooking it to check for any kinds of mistakes that he might've made during it.
of course, y/n was okay with that but since it was now his third time rewatching the video, she was kind of getting bored due to the lack of entertainment and attention that she desperately wanted.
"I'm gonna go home if you decide to ignore me for the rest of the night"
with those words, kageyama's eyes left the bright screen of his phone and was instead, focused on the bored and annoyed expression on y/n's features. "let me just finish this last part of the video. it's only two more minutes"
y/n quietly groaned at his response before dramatically raising her head just to rest it on his slightly exposed hip. his shorts were loose around his waist and y/n took that as a way to entertain herself.
hooking a finger into the loose hem of the fabric, she slowly ran it back and forth on the underside of it, making kageyama's breathing slightly hitch.
y/n absentmindedly tugged down the fabric more and more as seconds passed by, making a shiver run through kageyama's slightly exposed body.
his hand traveled to y/n's own, stopping her movements before he mumbled something along the lines of "not right now, n/n". he removed her hand from it's previous placing, making y/n let out a small whine.
although the hem of his shorts were no longer being touched, it failed to return to it's previous placement so it resided even lower on his waistline, this time, exposing the indentation of his v-line.
"you really want my attention today, don't you?" kageyama's words were followed with the action of him shutting his phone off and placing it on the nightstand next to him. "come here"
y/n almost immediately straddled his lap and focused her eye's into the ones of kageyama. he slightly tilted his head to place small kisses to her skin, not missing the chance to bring purple bruisings to the surface.
due to being without the reliving touch of pleasure for so long, just the slightest warm contact to the most sensitive parts of her neck felt like paradise itself. y/n couldn't help but grind against kageyama's thigh as she let out small moans from double the satisfaction.
"you're gonna cum if you keep doing that, you know?"
kageyama's hand snuck to y/n's hips stopping her movements before instructing her to remove the lower half of her clothing. in desperate need to return to her previous actions, y/ n immediately followed his words while he removed his own shorts, leaving him in only his briefs.
letting small babbles of his name leave her lips through unsteady breaths, y/n finally continued her movements, this time, a sheen coating of her arousal slowly began to spread against his skin.
kageyama couldn't help but let a small moan escape from his throat once her felt y/n lean forward just a bit more to apply more friction against her bud. "tobio-"
his name came out as a whine when she couldn't help but slow her actions due to her muscles getting sore from the movement. kageyama noticed and placed his hand back onto her hips before aiding her to continue.
y/n was thankful for his gesture when she felt her height of pleasure finally beginning to reach it peak at a faster pace. leaning closer against kageyama to rest her forehead onto his shoulder, y/n allowed a sigh to meet the fabric of kageyama's hoodie.
"go ahead and cum for me, n/n"
and with one last drawn out moan, y/n felt that relieving pleasure surface as kageyama let out a small sigh at the sight of her hips uncontrollably jerking against him. "is that enough attention?" he question after her breathing finally steadied.
"nope" she mumble, lifting her head from his shoulder to look down at his tired features. "well, let's not stop until you feel satisfied enough" kageyama placed a kiss to y/ n's parted lips, catching her by surprise when she felt his hand sneak around to her sensitive sex.
"wait-!"
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s1nk1ngst4rg1irl · 1 month
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╰┈➤how you became nekomas manager, or how kuroo bullied you into taking the position.
╰┈➤NOTES: hehe
╰┈➤WARNINGS: boobi talk and surgery, also swearing!!
╰┈➤masterlist
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Kai introduced you to him, or rather he shoved him into you. You were just walking though what you presumed to be a safe hallway trying to get by till graduation without dying, not a booby trapped danger zone where people got jumpscared by some lanky dude with a serious case of bed hair, but there you were under him. He wormed off of you and offered a hand, which you begrudgingly took in yours, pulling yourself up and adjusting your shirt.
“Have you ever thought about breast surgery?” Kuroo deadpanned, looking down at you.
“Dude, what the everloving fuck.” 
“Maybe you were too busy looking down at them to see where you were walking, i get it-their very distracti-” your fist connected with his face before you understood what was happening.
That's how you met Kuroo, with a breast reduction and a black eye. The counselor made sure you guided Kuroo around school during this ‘tough time’ for his vision. Dragging him around school and unknowingly allowing him to trip down small flights of stairs turned into study sessions which turned into meet ups for non school reasons. You'd even go as far to say, you and him were friends.
 So when he asked for you to be manager of the Nekoma volleyball club on a warm sunny day while snarfing down more than his share a bag of chips what else could you say but
“hell no. Sweaty stinky guys asking me to carry around their shit and bandage their booboos? No thanks dude”
Kuroo buried himself deeper into the pile of plushies he was laying on- and getting crumbs all over, groaning.
“Come onnnnn, Y/NNNN, it'll be fun, plus we haven't had a female manager in forever, the upperclassmen will totally love me-and you!.”
“That's exactly what I'm afraid of, plus I don't feel like doing you any favors after what you did to my maths notes” you sniffled.
“I didn't mean to drop them, it just happened ok?? Plus I bought you that keychain you wanted so we’re even.”
“Kuroo, you could bring me Yaku’s diary and that still wouldn't make up for you dropping my notebook into a shit filled toilet.”
“Accidentally dropping your notebook into a shit filled toilet.”
“Who even studies in a fucking toilet??”
“Well first of all you could benefit from some toilet study sessions and second of all it was a shit, people do weirder things all the time when they shit.”
“Have I ever told you you're a huge nerd?”
“Yeah, like every day so will you be the manager already??” you mull it over for a few seconds, weighing out pros and cons, hard work, running, but also there might be a few cute guys, and you needed some boosts for a college resume.. what could be the harm, you needed something other than binge watching shameless to do after school anyway.
“.... fine. One condition though.” he perked up, sending potato chip pieces flying all over your carpet.
“Anythin’”
“Clean your crumbs off my shit, and get me a new notebook- a new set of notebooks.”
“That's two conditions, babe.” maybe this was a bad idea
“You want a manager or not dawg.”
“Ok! Calm your overly large tits, maybe its the back pain making you angry-” he dodges the empty cookie tin you chuck at him. stupid athlete reflexes. 
“Shut the fuck up loser.” 
“-there you go again! Ok- ok- i can always massage them iif they hurt that ba-ok!!!! Point taken! Wheres you dustpan?” yeah. This was a bad idea.
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creative-crybaby · 1 year
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Kageyama x fem!reader who also does volleyball and is a lot like him. Very angry and acts like she hates everybody, but when it comes to sex she's Tobio's little princess? <333
Oooooh~ anon, your brain is so juicy! Shlurp~ minors dni
Oh, you two were made for each other. That much, anyone was certain.
Even with you two being on different teams, it wasn't uncommon for you to be by his side. Most of your conversations consisted of your beloved sport, from talks on strategies to sound effects for descriptions. Though it's tough to complain about that when most of your peers tend to gear in that direction as well.
Your bluntness rivals Kageyama's, too. While good intentions come with the package, your critiques of your teammates' techniques would continue to feel like a dagger to the heart if they weren't so used to them by now.
Additionally, your response to physical touch is as graceful as a baby deer's first steps. It's expected that you'd be at a loss for words when your libero would slap your back as praise for a successful setter dump, or stare a little too long at your team's middle blocker's raised hand as she waits for you to give a high-five on a job well done.
None of this necessarily changes when Kageyama's around. Just better understood.
Any teasing about your attachment from your teammates earns them a scoff from you and a raised brow from your pretty setter, because why wouldn't he get you?
After all, he's the one you come home to at the end of the day.
Having your legs hooked over his broad shoulders as he pounds into your cunt has its perks, too. If not for the way you milk him dry, it's how he's the only one who gets to see you with your guard down, whimpering his name and begging for him to fill you up. And when you reach out to him, making grabbing motions with your hands as tears well up in the corner of your eyes, he absolutely melts on the spot. Not like he's any better, what with his flushed face and heavy pants, Kageyama wants to hold you close and never let go.
Maybe everyone was right about you two being alike, but they simply don't know the extent of that claim.
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