#matsuwaka hcs

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hi! (idk if ur accepting requests rn-sorry 🥲) i would like to request part 3 of the pervy haikyuu boys with bokuto, tendou, oikawa, & mattsun! (IDK HOW MANY U DO SORRY ;-; ) (also i really like ur writing style, its really good<3)

ft. bokuto, mattsun, oikawa !! part 1 part 2

cw. Oblivious reader, dirty thoughts, nonconsensual, anal, peeking under readers skirt, jerking off to readers photos, stealing readers panties, breeding, blowjob, coming in mouth, teasing !!

BOKUTO: Bokuto is known to be innocent and naive. And you bet he uses that to advantage. Slinging his arm around your shoulder and ‘accidentally’ brushing his finger tips against your tits. He gives you a smile and apologizes but really, he isn’t sorry. He would give anything to feel your tits in his hands. To play and suck on them. To pinch your harden buds and to hear your moans slipping past your lips. If your back is feeling tense, expect him to come to your aid! He would massage your back and occasionally would travel his hands down to your ass. Brushing his hands slightly against it. He loves to go out with you on windy days, mostly because when you wear that cute little short skirt of yours, he gets a glimpse of your pussy lips through your panties when the wind makes your skirt lift up. And you don’t question him walking behind you all the time because last time you did, he responded saying that he just wants to make sure you’re safe. But the only reason why is to look at your ass as you walk. Which leaves him imagining his cock slipping in and out of your ass, watching as you grip onto his bed sheets begging him for more.

MATTSUN: I have this huge feeling that he definitely jerks off to your photos. Like he seriously cannot get off without thinking about you or looking at pictures of you. this slick mf steals a bunch of your panties. And when i say a lot, a lot. You have to buy a new pair every week because it goes missing. He likes to put his cock against your panties when he jerks off. He likes to cum in them and he can’t help but think about filling you up, and when he’s done, make you put back on your panties and watch as you walk outside, his cum dripping onto your panties, down your legs. Everytime you suck on a lollipop he can’t help but imagine you sucking on his cock. Your spit dribbling down your mouth, as you engulf his thick and very long cock in your mouth. Gagging when his cock hits the back of your throat repeatedly. He definitely stares at your tits a lot. And he makes it so obvious too like he does not care if you catch him. Likes to take pictures of you. Again if you are wearing a skirt, and you two are out having dinner or lunch, he would take out his phone and snap a few pictures under the table of you. If you ask him to take pictures of you so you can post them, he definitely takes a few and zooms in and takes some pics of your tits and sends them to himself.

OIKAWA: This man is so freaking freaky. Doesn’t try to hide it either. He teases you a lot. Steals a bunch of your stuff. The first ever thing he stole from you was your chapstick. He would put it on at home and would moan because he’s basically indirectly kissing you. That is the very reason why he likes to share drinks with you. Sharing straws, spoons, ect. He would give anything to feel your soft lips against his. He likes being close to you a lot. Having his arm around your neck to feel against your breasts, having his arm against your waist to slightly brush the tip of his fingers against your private. He gets hard around you a lot. I mean, how could he not? The way you drink that bottle of water and the droplets drip down to your chin which leads to it being on your chest. It has him wishing it would be his cum dripping down your chin. Definitely jerks off to you. He can’t help it. You just look so fucking sexy he can’t help himself. When you go to the beach, god he gets painfully hard. The sight of you in your cute bikini or bathing suit has him clenching his jaw and his dick jumping through his trunks. He can’t help but put the towel over him and play with himself as he gives you a small wave as you continue to play in the water. And god, he feels like he can just come on the spot when you run to him telling him you’re gonna go to the bathroom. Your tits bouncing up and down. And he can see your harden nipples through it and it has him swallowing his spit.

#[ ☆ ] — anons !! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu hcs #haikyu smut #haikyu x reader #bokuto drabble #bokuto smut #bokuto x reader #bokuto kotaro x reader #mattsun smut #mattsun x reader #matsuwaka x reader #matsuwaka smut #oikawa smut #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #oikawa toru smut #oikawa toru x reader

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hq boys fav part ab their thick s/o

warnings: pretty suggestive, groping is mentioned a bit, stretch marks, afab!reader.

his head is always in your thighs. laying down? between your thighs. sitting on the couch? between your thighs. n while y’all are sitting together, his hands are on your thighs. squeezing em, needing on em. he alsoo loves your ass, constantly groping your when you hug… gives him comfort.

matsukawa, iwaizumi, daichi, tanaka

his hands are always tracing your stretch marks on your stomach, or on your side. he’ll grab it sometimes too ‘n kiss you alll over your stomach. you get all flustered too, sometimes a bit embarrassed but he truly loves all your curves and rolls.

oikawa, sugawara, kageyama, yamaguchi

tits, your tits. he’s groping your tits at home, always. he loves to leave kisses down your neck, to your collarbone, to your breasts, leaving hickeys all over you. when you wear skin de tight shirts that bring out your boobs he’s just all over you.

kuroo, akaashi, tendo, koganegawa.

seeing you in shorts is like a reward for this guy, especially booty shorts. the way your ass slightly peaks out n he can see your panties! he will also make any excuse to grope your ass, like hugging you. his hands slowly make his way down to your ass n he’ll squeeze it.

terushima, bokuto, kyotani, noya, makki (someone (@seijhoeist) reblogged this and said makki should be here and i see it, so this is for you.)

#haikyuu #fluff #chubby reader #iwaizumi hcs #oikawa headcanons #oikawa #iwaizumi imagine #terushima x reader #terushima yuuji #hq akaashi #koganegawa kanji #tanaka haikyuu #kuroo tetsurō #kyotani fluff #kyotani #matsuwaka

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% crawling under their hoodie

.! timeskip! suna, bokuto, kageyama, matsukawa(sep) x gn!r

.! fluff/ not proofread

.! me, i wanna crawl under suna hoodie! me i do ALSO this idea was sort of inspired by @hvnlydmn u can find her post here totally forgot this earlier 🤕

suna

suna looks down from his phone to you as he feels his hoodie being lifted, "watcha doin baby?" he asks, lips curling into a grin, though you don't reply, instead your place your head underneath the fabric, sighing contently at the the feeling of his warm skin against your cheek. "'m just gonna lay here for a bit." you mutter, eyelids already feeling heavy, "m'kay, are you comfortable?" he asks, chuckling as you reply a groggy, "mhm." suna places a hand on your back, whispering a "sleep well," when he feels your breathing slow and a hears a soft snore come from underneath his hoodie.

bokuto

bokuto is confused as you lift his hoodie, "baby if you wanted to see my muscles you could'a asked." he teases, grin falling when you don't reply, instead laying your head on his tummy before letting go of his sweater to wrap your arms around his waist, "you're so warm, bo." you hum and he can't help the blush that forms on his cheeks, "well if you were cold you should've said something, baby." he quips, patting your head above the fabric of his hoodie, "are you gonna nap under there?" he asks, though his question goes unanswered, the only noise coming from you being soft snores, "sleep well then."

kageyama

kageyama can't stop the red that paints his face as you climb into his hoodie, "y-y/n what're you doing?" he stutters, "it's cold in your room tobi, but somehow your skin is so warm." you answer, a breath of relief escaping your lips as you feel the warmth of his skin, "w-well if you were so cold you should've told me, dummy." "i like it in here though." he sighs as you trace hearts on his hip bone, "i guess this isn't too bad, are you actually warm under there?" "mhm, it's kinda dark though, it's.... making... me.... sleepy." your following silence and slowed breaths tell your boyfriend you're sleeping soundly, he supposes maybe he likes this after all.

matsukawa

mattsun laughs as you crawl under his sweatshirt, "whatcha doin' there, pretty baby?" he asks, wide grin on his face only growing wider as you lay your head on his tummy mumbling, "nothin, you're just so warm, sei." he rests a hand on your upper back, "i think.. my baby is sleepy, aren't you?" he begins rubbing your back as je feels you nod your head 'yes' "go to sleep baby, i'll keep you warm as long as you'd like." it's not long you're falling asleep; the warmth radiating off his body, lazy patterns traced on your back and low vibrations of his humming coaxing you there.

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Drunk in Love

Summary:  Getting drunk and confessing your love for your “boy” friend and fucking him was most definitely not what you expected to go down on the usual night.

Pairing: Issei Matusukawa x Reader

Tags: Timeskip!Tattoed Mattsun, softdom!issei Hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, smut, fluff, virgin!reader, Unptrotected sex, non-penetrative sex, fingering, oral, pussy/thigh job, clit slapping, sweet dirty talk, praise, drunk sex

Word count: 7.2k

A/N: I heard pussy job and I wrote a whole ass novel

18+ Minors DNI

You run your finger over the condensation of your empty drink, drawing shapes (or what you thought to be shapes, you couldn’t tell at this point) waiting for your dear friend, Makki to bring you a refill of your cocktail.  

“Here ya go.” Makki said as he returned with your beloved Malibu Sunset. The smooth coconut rum bringing you back to your first and favorite drink that you ever got drunk on in high school. You smiling at the memory

“Thanks.” you say. Your reply being mumbled by the liquid already in your mouth.

This all started with Iwaizumi calling Mattsun up, you and Makki hearing “You wanna get wasted?” on the other side of the phone. And with pleasure, you two were already packing your stuff up, shoving yalls “pregame” bottles back in the bag. The three of you made your happy way there climbing through the fence of the abandoned skate park you were in. Needles to say it was abandoned for a reason, but what’s life without a little danger.

You three and the rest of the third years have been friends since high school, meeting in freshman year, and now including Oikawa’s girlfriend. You actually didn’t like Oikawa at first, his “pretty boy” demeanor making you internally cringe. But his personality grew quickly on you, being the perfect target to tease you and Iwa clowning him over everything.

Now back to you on your nth drink, complaining about your previous job that fired you because u got injured, even though you know you wouldn’t have lasted long there anyways because you weren’t that academically inclined. Bright? Whatever you wanted to call it.

And as-usual it wasn’t long before your crybaby ass immediately called Makki and Issei and “tried” your best to tell them what happed with your dramatic self-induced tears running down you race, while Makki urged to you to try to calm down and Issei straight up laughing at the state your were in, snot running out of your nose. You recoiling at the thought, hoping they forgot. (Spoiler, they didn’t)

But now you nanny for a rich couple and you get payed good to play with cute babies all day, sounds good to you! Luckily, you had the week off due to them going on a vacation, you think it was France, no, the south of France. Must be nice.

Cue to now, Mattsun chuckling and leaning on you and Iwaizumi; both of you, especially Iwa, being visibly done with his shit. Him reminding you about the times you bought him some random shit, which you went out of your way for since he always payed for you, like that chopper keychain because you said it reminder you of him.

He didn’t know what compelled you to say his 6’2, tattooed built self looked like a tiny reindeer but okay. It still meant a lot to him, hooking it onto his motorcycle keys. But you knew he appreciated it, despite his appearance he’s a softie.

“You wanna try this’” He says gaining his composure offering you one of the shots he got.

You took one of the mini glasses, not being the type to back down and promptly swung the drink to the back of your mouth, quickly coughing before it even reached your throat.

“This shit is fucking gross.” You coughed out bringing the glass down from your lips.

  “Imagine being sober. Can’t relate.” He said taking another shot.

  “I guess I should do that but ive passed the point of giving a fuck” You said sending yall into a giggling fit while somehow Makki was thrown in to support yall from falling over. You two carry on laughing ignoring everyone’s stares at you thinking about how much yall fit perfectly together.  

   Makki rearranges himself to sit back in his chair, far away, from the both of you, whispering “Damn. I’m really third wheeling.” under his breath. Getting a snicker out of Oikawa sitting next to him.

   “When your best friends are ignoring you. Sad times.” He continues bringing his bottle to his mouth getting no response.

  Issei chuckles and gets up shoving his hands in his pocket reaching for the cigarettes. Pulling them out while failing to find his lighter

  “Fuck.” He muttered

  “Any’all got a light?”

  No one responds so you sacrifice yourself “Yeah” you say reaching into your pocket grabbing out your prized possession of a hot pink, bedazzled lighter that you did yourself, reaching out to hand it to him.

  “Don’t lose it” you stated seriously trying not to break a smile.

  “K’ sweet cheeks.” He said smirking into the butt between his lips as he walked away. Your face now burning up, hoping that everyone would think it was because of the alcohol.

  You mind wanders, thinking about the “dates” you two go on, from watching shows you “forcing” him to watch some romantic anime, to going to the skatepark, to playing video games with the rest of the 3rd years (which you don’t really like but you’ll play for him) and him surprising you with takeout, you bringing out candles trying your best to make it cute with him telling u everything you everything about his day.

  And you always tried to remain calm, even though sometimes he deserved to get his ass beat, like that one time he broke one of your favorite pair of heels. It honestly hurt him even more, he wanted you to get mad at him but no, you just acted like nothing happened. Making the guilt rise in him. Let’s just say didn’t have to lift a finger for the next few weeks.

You basically babied him, taking care of all his “chores”, mainly making him food when you were at his place knowing he hated doing it. Makki teasing you for acting like his housewife, leading to you slapping the shit outta him while trying to cover your now red cheeks.

You’ve never been so grateful for your attire at the moment, blessing yourself for not wearing your usual outfits of short skirts and cute tops, defending yourself saying what housewife dresses in beat up vans and baggy clothes. You definitely not imaging yourself in that position for the rest of the day.

 You expressed that you just liked to take care of people, which was true. You always looked out for them, bringing an extra umbrella, to bringing cookies you made at 2 in the morning to school, always carrying band-aids (yes, the paw patrol ones you took from the kids you babysit).

You checked the time on your phone seeing it was late since the sun at last went down, your lock screen being your dogs to their complaint since they have a group photos of you all from high school as theirs. To which you replied “They’re my babies” getting a groan and huff out of them.

  Seeing the notifications of your group chat you grinned at the contact name you and Issei gave each other; yall jokingly call each other pet names, his contact being honeybun and yours being pumpkin, even including Makki in your contacts as pudding bc then it wasn’t weird, right? no.

  “What’re you smiling at y/n?” Oikawa cheekily asks teasing you. You turn to him giving him a dirty look, not having enough energy to deal him right now.

  “Don’t listen to his bullshit.” Oikawa’s girlfriend says. You’re thankful for her. She was always on your side, being the only other girl in your friend group. To be honest you just wanted her and you to hang out most of the time, but of course to your disapproval her boyfriend and his friends had to join in.

  “Fuck this. Fuck you. I’m sleeping.” You say getting up to her objection, the only thing on your mind wanting to retire for the night.

  “You sure you’ll be fine? Let us at least walk you home.” She said already grabbing her boyfriend’s arm.

  “Nah, im good. I live right down the road.” You try to say not slurring. The last thing you want is him teasing you even more, especially in this state, knowing you, you’d probably start crying at the slightest irritation when youre this drunk.

    You started to “walk” towards your house resting  your hand against the brick walls to not lose your balance, leading you to run into Issei. You stopped to watch him lean against the alley holding a cigarette between his index and middle finger.

  “I’m hiding like a bitch” He says noticing you, resting his weight against the wall.

 “Wanna be a bitch with me? He grinned  blowing out the smoke out with his words.

You didn’t reply, just walking over to him, just being around him made you feel warm.

"Fuck its windy.” He says trying to light a new cig.

“C’you make me a house?” He asks.

You go up and put your hands around his cigarette, this not being your first time. Your hands wrap a little tighter to prevent the wind from burning out his flame. He joins you with his free hand helping, finally getting his cig to light.

 “Thanks doll” He smirks.

“No problem princess.” You reply earning a laugh out of him.

He takes his first hit with his and your hands still wrapped around it. He gets an up-close look at your hands, noticing how tiny they were, seeing all the scars that he never noticed, making a mental note to ask you how you got them later.

His head gets close to yours for the first time in a while due to his height. You glance at his face, noticing his features seeing some stubble growing on his face.

“You ain’t shave?” You ask, never seeing it in the past, while he was moving back up, blowing the smoke away from you.

“What, you don’t like my majestic beard? “He jokes. Making you giggle almost losing your balance before catching yourself on the wall.

  “s’too much work.” He starts. “You wanna shave it for me?” he says slightly leaning towards you. Handing you back your lighter knowing you didn’t need him to carry it because your pants actually had pockets in them for once.

You let out a soft laugh not responding again. He catches on, you got quiet when you were tired and he made out that you were walking towards your house.

“You going home?” he asks already knowing the answer.

“Yeah.” You respond more than happy to have him walk you back, him already moving to walk next to you.

He walks you home, you two talking about random shit, both of you forgetting about your skateboards leaving Makki to deal with them. And even though you’re drunk as fuck you’re still in the right state of mind, carrying a normal conversation with him. But just because you’ve built a tolerance doesn’t mean you can do basic tasks, like walk correctly.

When he reaches your house, he types in the keycode, your first dogs birthday, being glad that you, him and Makki have each other’s memorized.

He leads you into you house setting you on the couch, petting your dogs that ran up to him.

“Mommy’s not feeling too good” He said giving them the affection they deserved.

“Yes I am.” You slurred getting them attention on you now.

He walked over to your counter putting on the playlist that you two made together on shuffle, High fashion being the first to play. You didn’t like when it was quiet because too many thoughts would run though your head. You were in no way sad, singing the lyrics while you were laughing barely being able to hold yourself up as proof.

Remembering you were tired, he takes you off the couch and borderline carries you to your room, , setting you on your plush blankets that you had so many of because it was warm and comfy.

 “Easy, there. Try to sit up.”He said, trying to ask you what draws your pj’s were in because he didn’t want to snoop around; neither of you being bothered that you were half naked, what’s the difference between panties and a bikini, he thought remembering the times you’ve been to the beach together.  

Well it was maybe the fact that you were clinging onto him because u stumbled into him and he was closest stable thing around and you wouldn’t let go because it was cold and you couldn’t stop shaking.

 He ignores his thoughts and grabs the shirt he got out figuring you don’t need to change your bra because you told him and Makki that it was normal to keep it on for a few days after they were in awe as you were explaining how expensive they were. You calling Oikawa’s girlfriend to prove your point as she immediately agreed with you…Sometimes you might have got a little too comfortable with them.

You hear the song in the background change to Love Songs, you humming along, “Hope you smile when you listen.”

You were still holding on to him, your boobs squeezing against him, him only being able to put a t-shirt on you, while you looked up at him with your red glossy eyes making him burn up.  

You fidget timidly with your face now in his chest while gripping his sweater. Trying to build up the little courage you had. He tilts your head up making you look at him, wondering what you were thinking about.

  You try to express yourself, but you can’t get the words out him having no idea what is going on in your head at the moment.

“It’s okay to be nervous sometimes. Tell me” He gently says reading your body language. He was intuitive, so there was no way you could hide your feelings from him.

But you knew you could trust him, him having full self-control, always staying collected and following through on what he said he’d do.  He went out of his way to avoid any friction coming between you two, him never raising his voice or starting an argument.

“We need to talk.” You started. “About something important.”

“Ok…What is it?” He questioned rubbing his hands on your back. You were so nervous, were you really about to say this? Confess your feelings that you’ve pushed to the back of your heart for so long?

“I… I l… I love your face. And the stuff in it. and around it.” You spoke, being surprised you did it stutter.

He stood there, hands stopped moving trying to process what you just said.

“Just you, in general…”  You finally confess trying to state three things at once barely getting your words out.

But he understood exactly what you meant, or maybe he was warping what you said to fit what he wanted.

  "I don’t even know when I started liking you, but this shit won't go away." You restated

  Nope. He clearly just heard you say that.

  He doesn’t understand what’s so different about today. Yall have been in this scenario multiple times taking care of each other, sometimes including another into the mix.  

You didn’t understand either. You just felt like the time was right, even though you know it wasn’t the best idea to confess while you were drunk off your ass.

But you couldn’t help it, your feelings overflowing, which you never until this day let get the best of you, being vulnerable and trusting is not your usual . Youve never even had a crush on anyone, him being to only in your whole life to make you blush.

  Who you been vibin' wit and why I can't make you mine?

  You should have seen the signs that you feel for him when he helped that lady that lives down the street from him set up her Christmas lights or when he first met your dog that wasn’t fond of men, but it instantly liked him. And you loved his selflessness it was something you admired and applauded.

  “y/n” He tries talking you down, making sure you weren’t just saying this because of alcohol, deep down knowing he felt the same, you always being in the back of his mind.

You were generous with your time too, always being there for him. You knew he was softer than he appeared, he was tender, sensitive and vulnerable. He tried his hardest to not get into situations where anyone would get hurt, like breakups, arguments, and so on.

Which is why he won’t make the first move. He pushes his feelings to the back of his head. He values your friendship more than anything, but he can see what develops. If love is meant to be, it will happen.

I told you I am down for the worse or the better. But I keep sticking to you cause them four stupid letters

    “You make me so happy. And I’ll always care about you. Okay? He says breaking the silence, trying to reassure you.  

  “You mean so much to me—something I can’t even put into words because nothing can compare- I’ve wanted you since that day you tripped and bust your ass in the school hallway I still want you even though you drive me insane.”

  “Iss-“ You tried to get out only to have him continue talking over you.

  "I love that you can’t leave the house without a jacket. I love the wrinkles that appear on your forehead after you call me crazy. I love that it takes you hours to get ready. I love that you always know how to make me feel better. I love that even when you don’t agree with my decisions you always trust me to make them.  I love that when I spend a day with you, I can still smell you on my clothes; and I love that you are the last person I think of  before I go to sleep at night."

  You stood there awestruck for what feels like eternity until you mustered the bravery to speak “I didn’t expect you to feel the same way-” You said, being dumbfounded because from what you’ve seen treats everyone “nice”, were you really getting special treatment?

  He tilts your chin up, locking his dark eyes with yours. “Baby I don’t know if your notice but you and Makki are my only people that aren’t my family that call me my first name.”

He has a point. You think pushing yourself more into him, trying to fuse your bodies together to hide, not relaxing what you were doing to him. He tries to nudge your legs to the side but you won’t let go still clinging onto him.

“fuck” He groans. You pulling back wondering why until you looked down and noticed. A smirk appeared on your face as you reattached your self to him like velcro. You were feeling bold, the liquid courage still in your system driving you to slide your fingers down his chest, looking him in the eyes before stopping at his waistband.  

He knows what you’re doing, him being in this position multiple times. Does he really want to ruin your friendship like this? He hasn’t even asked you to be his girlfriend. He tries to push you off him already knowing you were gonna complain. But what he didn’t expect was for you to whimper out his name in that pretty voice of yours.

 He tried to keep his calm, blood already rushing down. “You know what you’re doing”

“yeah” You start.

“y’don’t want me?” Giving him your pouty face that you know he’s weak for, hoping that’ll work, insecurity piling up. Was it because your boobs weren’t that big or that fact that you were dressed like man? Was he not attracted to you right now, only liking you when you were dolled up?

“Fuck” You think. You should have worn something cute instead of dressing like a whole ass man even with your makeup fully done. Its not like you were supposed to know you were gonna get fucked today.

His were burning holes into you now, thinking of how to say “No, I would be more that happy to fuck you!” to his best friend, soon regaining his consciousness finally speaking.

“Fuck no doll, ive wanted you for a minute. You know me better than I know myself. How did you not notice my feelings?”

 You got me singing love songs, love songs, love songs

“You’re really hard to read” You replied trying to maintain your seductive act, resting your hands back on his chest.

“So are you.” He said lowering his head, you still looking up at him, taking in your gleaming eyes.

Sex ain't the only thing that's on my mind But you get me so excited, whoa

Your heart was beating so wildly that you could only take little sips of breath. His hands running down your waist stopping at your hips.

“Can I kiss you?" He asks "...yeah” you attempted to say as confidently as you could, nodding your head along with it.

His face bent down, hot mouth breathing over you. His lips slowly moved, brushing over yours, the liquor on his lips that you hated; only choosing fruity drinks even though you got relentlessly teased you for it.  You pushed further into the kiss desperately wanting more. Your teeth clicking his from being impatient, wanting to suck him in. Your hands sliding under his shirt subconscious desires reaching out.

Irreplaceable Tattoos from your neck that drop down to your ankles

“You’re drunk…” he says snapping you out of your trance.

“So are you.”

He dove in for another kiss much more passionate than the previous one, arguably needy, pusing you on the bed to which you more than happily comply. He tugs back not letting his mind get the best of him, disconnecting your spit trial leaving you panting. “You sure this alright?” He says deep down hoping you still say yes.

  You pull him back for your answer, your grabby little hands working their way back up his shirt. He gets the hint and pauses your lips rendezvous, taking off the turtleneck that he looked oh so good in, before seeing his unclothed body.  You’re admiring his body in a new way, before just complimenting him whenever he got a new tattoo, now up under him tracing them like a lovestruck teenager.

“When did you get this one?” You quietly ask, his ears closer to you than they’ve ever been.

“I got it that day you faked sick”

“What! You said were gonna take me!” You sulked, turning your head away from his as much as you could, crossing your arms.

He let out a slight laugh before gently taking your face in his hands, guiding you back into the kiss.

This is not really what he imagined for your first time. He’s an old-fashioned romantic who likes to take one step at a time. But then again nothing was ever normal with you. That said, when he falls in love, he falls deep.

“You’ve done this before?” You uttered.

“Hmm?” He mumbles, unmoving his lips from you kissing you, moving towards your neck.

“You still with that other girl?”

“No. I broke it off her, everything that came out of her mouth was bullshit, and no she wasn’t my girlfriend.”

“You didn’t trust her? You added. Trying to distract him until you could think of a way you could say “hey in my 21 years of life I’ve never got passed kissing a guy.”

“Our relationship was purely built on lies, I’d second guess everything she said. He replied, wondering if you were interrogating him.

“Why’d you wanna know?” He asked bringing his face up from your skin.

“…No one’s ever touched me like this, fuck.” You bashfully admitted, thoughts racing through your head that he didn’t want you anymore because you weren’t experienced.

But he knew what was running through that pretty head of yours, his fingers reaching out to with your hair trying to comfort you.

“You’re a virgin?” He curiously asked dragging his hand to your cheek, you leaning into it.

“y-yeah” you muttered trying to move your eyes away from his looking down at his body.

“I thought you had a boyfriend before” he said, softly turning your jaw to make you look at him. Your eyes diverted from his arms back to his eyes.

“We weren’t actually dating” You quickly say trying to clear up the misunderstanding. “He was my friend and seatmate that pretended to be my fake boyfriend to get me out of some trouble” you spewed out “and I guess I forgot to tell everyone that it was fake.”

“Even if we were that doesn’t mean we fucked.” You sheepishly replied.

“So… what trouble did your fake boyfriend get you out of.” He questioned knowing how much trouble it must have been for you, miss independent, to go to such lengths.

“Umm, well…this guy wouldn’t stop flirting with me even after I told him I don’t like him, even following me to my other classes.”

He wasn’t surprised, you were definitely a sight for sore eyes, in fact the prettiest thing he’s laid his eyes on, your beaming eyes, your dimple when you smiled, your pretty face, your “ugly” laugh, he could go on for days.

“Why are we talking about this” You whined, reaching your hand back out to him.

He took a hint and continued kissing you, bringing you closer to him while you attempted to take you shirt off. His hands helping you seeing as that you were struggling, being lost in his touch, finishing by moving you up more on you bed, pushing your plushies out of the way, to your protested because “they had feelings too.”

He ignored you, bending down to pull your panties off stopping once he saw the slick coming through them.

“Fuck baby you’re wet” He breathed dragging his fingers across your clothed slit earing a whimper from you, leaving his fingers drenched.

 Shawty, you wanna feel good, I wanna feel good too Don't I make you feel good?

“M’always wet.” you responded.

From what? He questions taking off your soaked cotton panties, tossing them to the side.

“From me?” He smirks bringing his hand back towards your heat. You not even comprehending what he just said, just knowing that you’re ashamed of how worked up you were getting.

You were in awe. You’ve always known his hands were big, but in this situation your mind wondered. His fingers were so much bigger than yours knowing you can barely fit two inside your with out it hurting, and not in a good way.

“Do you know how pretty you are? It’s honestly distracting.”. He says kissing down your whole body, stopping at your breasts, licking lazily around and coming back to the nub. The attention on your nipples making you squirm and he finally lets go, you grateful that he stopped or you would have almost cum, how embarrassing.

“I thought you said were gonna get them pierced” He remembered, you going on a whole rant about how cute they were.

“You said u were gnna get em with me” You looked back on, reminding yourself making him promise to get them with you because you were too scared of the pain.

“That was the same day you played sick and I got that tattoo.” He stated lightening the mood, hoping you can calm yourself down before you actually embarrass yourself.

He picks back up and continues kissing all the way down your body, you playing with his hair while biting your lip to muffle your moans and whine until he reaches your entrance.

He parted your legs, your pussy laid out before him, believing you no have reason to be shy about it either. He paused, admiring your swollen cunt and puffy clit, you were beautiful.

The feeling that he didn't want anyone else ever in his position overtook him. He let out a little breath on your clit and you thrashed around. He wasn't going to play. “I’ll take care of you.”

His lips travel over your skin, light and heated before settling himself between your legs, grabbing you by your thighs and dragging you closer. “That tickles.” you giggle, nerves making you kick your legs, almost hitting him in the face before he grabs them. He puts them down locking your legs with his arms, lowering himself until he’s on the ground facing you.

“Does it make you nervous when I stare?” he teases while your covering your face trying to hide the blush he caused.  He puts his mouth on you, quickly gripping your thighs, his hands leaving imprints in your skin dragging you even more into him, deprived kisses taking over your body. 

“yer so pretty” You purred seeing the sight of his big build between your legs, your fingers grabbing onto his curly dark locks, tugging them.

  Issei moans, his voice radiating through your body, forcing out a cry, blessing him with your pretty voice. “I-Issei!” You cry, never feeling like this before, your vibrator and hands doing it no justice.

“Shh, just look at me, doll.”

You can barely make out what he says, so drunk on pleasure. You try your best, doing anything to see the pretty man beneath you. But you get interrupted by your pleasure, your back arching not being able to control your body, grinding down to meet his lips, heat rising in you.

He kisses through your wetness playing with your bud. You choking on your spit, back arching again your body tensing up. “Issei,” You beg, grabbing him knowing what you want but not being able to express it. Luckily he can read you like an open book, knowing what you want, driving you over the edge as he makes you see stars. “Good girl,” he sighs when he feels you let go of his wrist letting him bring you your first orgasm.

“Look at your thighs shaking so much.” He teasingly cooed, wrapping his hands around them, bringing you out of your daze.

Shawty, your body is so exciting

Arching your back into the blankets, letting out a whine “Want your fingers.”.

He lets out a condescending laugh. “You need to learn to be patient. You just came and you’re already so eager for more?”

But by the time he finished your body went limp, you were totally weak, body loose-limbed and pliant. Your mind clouded by lust and deep in your own world. You gasped out a little sob, unable to comprehend anything beyond the discomfort and the need to have it gone. You can’t think straight all you can do is take action, grabbing his arm him easing his fingers into to you.

It’s not too tight, is it?” you ask clenching around his fingers.

 “Just relax… let yourself feel it” He says barely being able to move in you. Fuck so were so tight.

“I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.” He added starting to thrust them inside you, making you let out a string of moans.

“Look how good you take it.”  

“Fuck, you’re so messy.” He groaned feeling the slick running down his hands, before taking them out.

“Issei-i,” You cried when he pulled away, pleasure leaving you, tears coming back.

  He shushes you easily, his fingers wiping your tears. You were so precious to him, your moans music to his ears.  He slows down repositioning his fingers, making you let out a whimper squeezing around them. Your brains so crowded you can’t focus, can’t gather the strength to speak when he thrust them faster inside you.

  Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you fell back, fingers curling inside you, chanting his name over and over, incoherent words coming out of your mouth begging for more. 

You pussy tightens as you cum, unable to breath, letting out gasps and whines. Him still fucking you, fingers not stopping, pushing them in and out relentlessly feeling both pain and pleasure. You lay there, wet in your own cum not giving yourself a break before you went and got what you really wanted, his cock.

His eyes followed the movement of your hands as they pushed down his boxers, revealing the length of his cock, that jutted proudly from his hips. He was so pretty, so virile and handsome. Wondering how lucky you were to be in such a position with him.

You pushed away those thoughts and focused on him, pulling him forward gently, but he followed his encouragement. One of his hands tilted his cock down toward your lips. “Open your mouth for me, baby.”

You parted them instantly, tongue sliding slightly outward, and then you whimpered as the warm weight of his cock slid into your mouth. You let your eyes flutter closed and swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock not knowing exactly what you were doing, but it was working, tasting the salty tang of the precum that wept from his leaking slit. You moved your tongue as the he put his hand into your hair, gripping the strands and pushing deeper into his mouth.

“You look so good on your knees like that. “He says meeting your eyes once again, almost cumming from the picture below him.

“Slowly, baby, I’m not going anywhere.” He says slowing you down by grabbing your hair, making a pace that you follow.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby, just like that.” Seeing that sinful look in your eyes with your redden swollen lips.

You moan feeling yourself drip down your thighs, getting even wetter giving him head. Trying to ease the discomfort by closing your legs, griding them together, trying to find some friction. Your ears hearing “That’s so fucking hot.” watching the scene unfold beneath him.

Your jaw hurts, trying got make him cum faster using your hands and lips together hollowing your cheeks. “Oh fuck, oh, Jesus, fuck yes, there, just like that, fucking Christ" he groans out, his voice sounded beautiful to your ears, knowing he was about to cum.

He finally lets go cumming in your mouth, you swallowing it all, trying not to wince at the taste. “Did I do good” You ask waiting for his reply. Your doll eyes, so red and worn out looking up at him for approval. Fuck he was whipped.

“Yeah…fuck baby”

I love when you get on top and you ride it

You get back under him, his cock resting on you, drenched and clenching around nothing, resting in your cum. You working yourself up against him.

“What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?” He says to your complaint.

“You’re not ready yet.” he mumbles against your whining. Spreading your legs, slapping your clit a few times before letting his cock rest on your folds. Finally getting “seated” he picks up your legs and puts them both on one of his shoulders your thighs warming his cock, your knees touching his cheek not moving, getting a kick out of how desperate your were for him.

“s-stop being mean” You cried reaching out for him to come closer, needing affection after all you’ve been though.

“Aww, poor baby, you want me to take care of it for you? He says leaning into you, reaching your kiss, tasting the remnants of the cum in your mouth.

He plundered your mouth and slowly teased his cock over your entrance, catching it against your clit and making you whimper into the kiss, clearly wanting to be fucked. Your kiss turned you sucking on Issei’s tongue and lips, biting the swollen pout until his lips were red and puffy. He pulled back and looked down at you, a beautiful mess under him.

His fat cock head pushed between your folds. The moan escaping both of your lips was primal. You were turned on beyond imagination and the way he was thrusting forward, spreading his leaking precum on your wet clit was almost too much. He quickly picked up his pace fucking your folds, his warm head brushing against your clit with every movement, but your greedy self wanted more.

The fact that he made you cum so easily made you proud. Just because you’ve never gone this far with someone else doesn’t mean you’ve never cum, you’ve had a lot of practice over the years, being insatiable, the sheets soaked underneath you from your previous orgasms being proof.

“Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby.” He moans getting your attention him.

You tried, you really tried, but the way he was stroking you, imagining what it’d be like to actually sit on his cock, the lewd sounds echoing in the background leaving you unable to focus.

He taps on your cheek eventually getting you look at him, keeping your mind on him by placing his fingers in your mouth you letting him, hazily sucking on them, not being able to close your mouth.

“Oh, baby, you’re drooling everywhere.” He grumbles. Your spit dripping onto his fingers, the friction of your thighs making him feral, moving at an even faster pace. Your body bouncing with every thrust.

“You gonna cum after I cum on your little clit? Come one more time for me, I know you’ve got it in you.” You sob feeling the puddle beneath you, time slowing, fire pooling in your tummy.  Listening to his words you let yourself go. You come with a silent scream as the pleasure ripped through your body, your nails scratching his soft skin. Your vison fading to black feeling him lose his rhythm and moaning a mixture of curse words along with your name, feeling him cum on your tummy before resting his head in your neck while letting your legs go.

“So good for me, look at how much you came.” He says breaking the static. You whining into his shoulder, emotions high, never doing this before.

“I know, baby, I know. I’m right here, just breathe.” He says. You two laying in silence for an unclear amount of time, him rubbing your back while you rest in his chest almost dozing off.

“Are we still…friends?” You croak out trying to hold back your sobs already knowing the answer that you two were defiantly not friends now and never would be just friends again.

“Friends don’t do this type of shit” He maintained grabbing your shoulders to sit you and him up. You were worried, did he only do this with you because he was drunk? You were anxious that you scared him away because you just poured your heart out to him and pushed yourself on him. You left your head down, tears already coming out to your dismay. You moved your hand up to wipe them but he beat you to it.

“Look at me… I love you.” He says holding your cheeks in his palm. You in awe, hoping that you weren’t imagining it, that this was real life.

“R-really” You question making him worry too, preferring to forgive and forget rather than letting this a divide between the two of you in case you went back on your feelings. You were so overwhelmed, never feeling love until this moment, so happy that the person you longed for liked you back. Yours tears running once again.

 “Shh, shh, it’s alright...Don’t cry.”

You don’t even know why you were crying, the hangover already getting to you making you get a headache. You groaning in his arms complaining that your head and throat hurt.

“Ill be back” he says detaching himself from you, letting you know he was coming right back.

He walks to your fridge opening it to see every drink but water, having too dig through all of them, especially the absurd amount of apple juice guessing it was your “once a year craving for it”. He finally got you some cold water, putting It in a cup and waked back to your room.

  “Issei” you whined not picking your head up from the pillow.

  “Shh baby im right here.”

  He sat down beside you on your bed lifting your head up. “Here drink this” he reassured, to which you ignored not wanting anything to go in your mouth, just wanting the day, or night as it was now, to end.

  “It’s just water, honey, look.” You sat yourself up with his help seeing him in just his boxers, you remembering your still naked, not caring enough to cover yourself. He held to glass to your mouth, babying you, tilting it far back enough to where you could drink it. The water hit the back of your mouth feeling like a shot making you cough.

“I know, it hurts. I’m sorry but we have to” He stated. You continued to drink it, feeling the stinging in the back of your throat, him comforting you, calling you “good girl” which was unsurprisingly working.

  He put the cup on your dresser when you finished, climbing back into bed with you leaning your body into his. “Have you ever thought about...us? Y’know, as an...item?” he said causing you to look at him with wide eyes.

 “Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.” He insisted making you cheeks flush. You try to think of a way to respond, not wanting to keep him waiting.

“You’re the best thing that has, and ever will, happen to me. Not only am I deeply in love with you, you’re my best friend.” You stammer out, your shaky hands somehow made there way to his neck, letting them fall slowly before he grabs them dragging you in for a kiss before you got to even see his face.

“Everybody has always thought we’re a couple.” He continued taking his time kissing you all over your face. “Then I guess we should be.” You retort, kissing him back before you could see his reaction, not wanted to be embarrassed anymore today. But he caught you, holding you still “Really “y/n? Like deadass?” He asked.

  “Yes dummy, I want to be your girlfriend” You say causing him to grin swearing you’ve never seen him smile that big, before he gives you one last kiss.

  “I always kiss you on the cheek, why are you blushing now? He teases laying back down, you following along. You just snuggle into him mumbling something along the lines of “m’tired”, he understanding and speaking to you in a soft, gentle voice while helping you to bed, so he doesn’t make it harder for you to sleep by being loud. “I’m here love, I’m not going anywhere.” He whispers into your ear mkanig your heart swoon one last time before you pass out.

  “I l-love you issei.” You sleepily mumble.

“Tell me this when you’re sober.” He says stroking your head.

“Just relax, close your eyes...”He murmurs, your heart beating slower every second. Both of you together, lazy, slow presses. Limbs pressed together, chests heaving, fingers trailing down backs, tracing lazy patterns.

  “Oh!…” He remembers. “If you really wanna get them pierced, we could get matching ones.”

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#haikyuu x reader #issei x reader #matsukawa x reader #mattsun x reader #matsuwaka issei #haikyuu smut #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #matsukawa issei x reader #tw drunk sex #tw under the influence

[iwaoikagegf]

oikawa hcs for his bday:

sunglasses enthusiast. it becomes something he cares about even more when he goes to Argentina but he loves matching his sunglasses to his outfit or buying them in ridiculous shapes and colors

(and yet he always pulls it off no matter how ridiculous the glasses are)

he’s the kind of friend that jokingly blocks people when he gets “mad” or just to be annoying and he thinks it’s hilarious

(he still cried that one time iwa refused to accept his follow request again to “teach him a lesson”)

he is actually a horrible flyer like he cannot handle airplane travel at all he’s constantly tired and has to hold onto someone’s hand in takeoff and landing and can’t stay still in his seat especially on long flights

has an extremely detailed, multi-step hair and skin routine that honestly costs way too much but refuses to go a day without it

loves crazy pattern socks so much it was more of a thing in highschool really because he felt that they added “a personal touch” to his uniform

he doesn’t like fully believe in or study astrology and horoscopes but he likes to look at his for fun and enjoys talking about it and annoying the people who hate on it

loves stuffed animals and definitely has one from his childhood with like huge sentimental attachment to it and he refuses to get rid of it even though it’s like super old and messed up

i really think he would be the worst driver like sure he has his license but no one knows how he got it because he is such a road hazard

also not the best swimmer like he can swim but it’s a horrible doggy paddle/arm flail hybrid that leaves people wondering if he’s actually drowning or swimming

he definitely carried around one of those pretty spiral planner/calendar notebooks but only for the aesthetic and to seem “smarter” but the insides were completely blank

(iwa, mattsun, and makki used to give him so much shit for carrying it around but his fan girls always said it made him seem so smart and they genuinely considered doing the same but they’d never admit it)

not a big coffee person and if he has to drink it he puts so much sugar and milk in it that people (mainly iwa) are incredibly offended and concerned by the concoction

he has one of those obnoxiously large water bottles that like measures how much water you drank with the little tick marks and motivational quotes and he thinks it’s hilarious and refuses to buy a smaller one

definitely had a questionable fashion sense (the plaid shorts haunt me) but it slowly evolved into a pretty decent one (but only after a lot of trial and error)

ok that’s all thanks for reading !! <3

#happy birthday oikawa #i love you so much #oikawa tooru #oikawa torū #oikawa #tooru oikawa #oikawa hcs #oikawa headcannons #haikyuu birthdays #haikyuu oikawa #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu headcanons #seijoh hcs #iwaizumi hajime #iwaoi #iwaoi hcs #hanamaki takahiro #matsuwaka issei #seijoh 4 #iwaoi headcanon #oikawa headcanons #haikyu #hq #haikyuu #haikyuu!!

[feifood]

Can I request hc for Matsun and Makki (separately) where the team are playing truth or dare and the boys were dared to kiss the one they like and they kiss the reader which is also their manager?

asdfjkdfhd yesyes ofc anon -- damn imagine playing truth or dare with any fictional character ........ THAT SOUNDS SO FUN PLS

OkAy anyways hope you like this hehe and have a good rest of the day !! 

Truth or Dare kiss:

Mattsun:

Mattsun thought playing truth or dare was a really stupid idea at first but then he hears that you’re joining and he’s just like oh word? COUNT ME IN

He sits beside you of course, totally by coincidence, he insists

Totally not because he’s had his eye on you for what felt like a million years 

The game’s kind of boring in his opinion, but then it’s Mattsun’s turn and MR MATCHMAKER OIKAWA GOES ‘mattsun kiss the person you like’

Makki and Iwaizumi’s eyes just widen instantly because they know exactly who Oikawa was referring to

You just kind of sit there a bit confused, but also kind of sad because you were just about to see your crush kiss someone else

But then you hear mattsun shift beside you and he’s staring right at you and you give him the look of ‘oh.. OH- OH ME?’

The room is very tense and a bit too silent for your liking

You can tell through mattsun’s glare that he’s silently asking you for consent, and you give him the tiniest nod that only he was able to tell

And then he leans in and akjdhfjhkdf kith kith very quick sweet lil peck

Oikawas smirking on the side he’s like yeah your welcome mattsun you better be giving me a thank you gift now

Iwaizumi and Makki take a breath of relief because if this didn’t work out all hell would’ve broke loose LOLOLOL 

Mattsun pulls away and he smiles at you before turning to Oikawa and he’s like ‘you are so done for’

Makki:

Makki was waiting for this moment asdjfhdjkhf 

He had this exact scenario as a ‘what if’ thought in the back of his mind

He didn’t actually think it was going to happen, but he found it kind of funny to just dream out from time to time

Also he finds truth or dare very entertaining so how could he say no

For Makki, it was Mattsun who dared him akjdfhkjdhfj

Mattsun sees the way you two look at each other, he’s tried convincing Makki countless times that you like him back, but Makki always denies it 

Matssun’s finally had enough and taken matters into his own hands

But he doesn’t expose Makki straight away, he tells Makki to kiss their manager

Very sly Mattsun, very very sly

Makki’s freaking out becuase um yes his dreams are coming true, but also he just can’t have this secret out, so he laughs a little bit and he’s like ‘alright let’s get this over with’

You’re kind of hurt from this, but you laugh it off with a little chuckle and turn to him anyways

THE LOOK HE GAVE YOU BEFORE HE KISSED YOU

It was so obvious to everyone in a 5 mile radius that he’s so entranced by you

AND THE KISS ITSELF - it was WAYY too special to just be a kiss for a dare

After you two pull away you’re just like damn makki so you had a thing for me this whole time?

And he was like u can tell??? Just genuinely confused that you were able to tell he liked u after literally seeing his eyes sparkle before kissing you

Mattsun starts groaning and he’s like ‘makki i literally TOLD YOU SOO MANY TIMES’

#fei.requests #fei.hanamaki #fei.mattsun #hq hanamaki #hanamaki headcanons #hanamaki x reader #hanamaki hcs #hanamaki takahiro #takahiro hanamaki x reader #haikyuu hanamaki #mattsun #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa headcanons #matsukawa #matsuwaka issei #haikyuu issei #issei

[fialvr]

kisses w/ seijoh !

warnings ; none! 

word count ; 399 

genre ; cute fluff :)

tooru oikawa 

- i feel like he’s extremely romantic

- he loves kissing you, especially kissing your nose

- he seems to be the kind of person that has incredibly soft lips

- probably kisses your knuckles when you guys hold hands

- i believe that he would hold your cheeks while you kiss, he likes holding his entire world on his hands 

- i’m so sure that he would giggle while kissing you :(

hajime iwaizumi 

- he definately kisses your shoulder

- you can be cooking, studying, etc and he would hug you from behind and kiss your shoulder AW

- he tucks your hair behind your ear before kissing you

- can be slightly rough sometimes, but just when he’s jealous

- at the start of the relationship, he asks for your consent for everything

- “can i kiss you?”

- “can i hold you?”

issei matsuwaka 

- in my opinion, he seems to be the type to tease you a lot

- when you ask for a kiss, he will probably say no

- but before you know it, his lips are on top of yours

- also seems to be the type to laugh between kisses

- kisses your temple :(((((

- mum i love him 

takahiro hanamaki 

- tease pt.2 

- probably gets really flustered when you ask for a kiss at the start of your relationship

- he doesn’t kiss you a lot, because he prefers to show his love through acts of service

- “oh you want cookies? i’ll bake some :)” 

- cutie aw

yutaro kindaichi 

- i feel like he isn’t sure if he should kiss you sometimes

- so you have to kiss him first most of the times

- he blushes quite a lot

- another one that shows his love through acts of service

- “i got you some flowers :)”

akira kunimi 

- he also isn’t a fan of kissing

- but when you guys do, his kisses seem to linger

- like, he would stay there for a while, looking into your eyes

- blushes but tries to hide it 

kentaro kyotani 

- his kisses are rough and drawn out sometimes

- it’s very rare for you guys to kiss though

- prefers showing his love through words of affirmation 

- “that wasn’t so bad.”

- tries his best to make you feel safe

#seijoh x reader #tooru oikawa x reader #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #hajime iwaizumi #hajime iwaizumi x reader #oikawa torū #iwaizumi x reader #hajime iwaizumi headcannons #iwaizumi hq #oikawa hcs #iwaizumi hcs #issei matsukawa #matsukawa issei #matsuwaka x reader #takahiro hanamaki x reader #takahiro hanamaki #takahiro hanamaki headcannon #yutaro kindaichi #yutaro kindaichi x reader #kindaichi x reader #akira kunimi #akira kunimi x reader #kunimi x reader #kunimi x y/n #kentaro kyotani x reader #kyotani x reader #kyotani headcanons #seijoh headcanons #aoba johsai

[realcube]

late night drives with haikyuu!! boys 🚗

parings: ryū tanaka x reader, matsukawa x reader, akaashi x reader

tw// driving, mentions of running over ppl erm, swearing

Ryūnosuke Tanaka

you could text him at 4AM with something simple like ‘you up?’

and by 4:05AM, he’ll text you like ‘yea. come out 🤪’ and be waiting in his car outside your house

and obviously you’d get in, i mean, why wouldn’t you?

when you ask him where y’all are going he’s just like “eh, no where. just enjoy the ride.”

but you know this man isn’t boutta waste his gas on nothing- y’all are getting chicken nuggets from mcdonald’s whether you like it or not

or maybe energy drinks from a gas station but either way, there is no way he is just gonna drive around for the hell of it 

also, i firmly believe that his driving purely depends on who he’s driving with 

like if he is with his parents or a senpai, he’s on his best behaviour; indicating, driving slightly below the speed limit, no music or radio, keeping his eyes on the road and being an all around angel tanaka 😇

but if he is with noya or his kohai, he’s a maniac 

arguably worse than saeko

fuck the curb, fuck the indicator, fuck the speed limit, fuck the traffic lights and fuck the old people crossing the road- i hope they like the underneath of tanaka’s car

despite the fact that yamaguchi is screaming for his life and kageyama is saying is prayers in the back seat, noya is still hyping up tanaka and ofc he wants to seem cool in front of his friends

however, if you are in the car with him, he just drives normally 

and if anything, slightly on the cautious side considering that it’s usually night when he drives with you 

anyway, when you’re not making a pit-stop at a fast food place or a 24-hour supermarket, you’re just chatting about random stuff in the comfort of his car

“It wouldn’t be naked, it still has skin; it’d be homeless because the shell is it’s home.” You groaned, rubbing your temples.

“Uh, that makes no sense- so, if I take my clothes off right now and go out into the middle of the street, is it not streaking because I have skin? No, so the crab would be naked because the shell is the only thing keeping it decent.” Tanaka retorted, the expression of his face making it clear that he felt like some sort of genius

“The crab lives in the shell though! So, if you take away where somebody lives- they’d be homeless! If I burnt your house down, would you be naked or homeless?”

“uh, both?”

Issei Matsukawa

sometimes he’ll randomly just pull up at your house at like 2AM and text you like ‘come outside >:)’

so god forbid that you’re asleep and you don’t wake up within 5 minutes of him texting you or else he’ll honk his horn

which i believe is illegal after midnight in many countries but as if he cares tbh

eventually, you’d shamble outside and collapse onto the passenger seat of his car

and every time he’d poke fun at how tired you are 

“awh, is baby (Y/N) sweepy?”

and you’d ignore him 

you don’t need to ask him where he’s taking you because he never takes you anywhere

he always takes the same route around the town and just vibe with you in the car

the only thing that ever changes is whether you end up at your own house or at his house at the end of the ride

and unless you ask him to drop you off at your house, he’ll just let you stay the night at his 

the reason for these random late-night trips are unknown and they are scheduled inconsistently 

but if you have to take a guess, you’d probably think it had something do with stress

because whenever matsukawa would show up outside your house, hoping that you’d go on a little adventure with him to admire the night and enjoy each other’s presence, it was usually a few days before a big event

like a volleyball game, an exam, a surgery etc

and your guess would be correct 

as although matsukawa would never admit it, your presence greatly relaxes him

that’s why he likes to see you in the bleachers at his games, hug you before he does an exam or hold your hand before he gets put on anaesthetic

so these little midnight drives filled with unfiltered chatter and sleepy affection help him feel supported

Keiji Akaashi

at the start of every month (or so), y’all select a book you’ll both try to read during the month 

and once you both finish the book, akaashi will schedule a night to roll up to your house at around midnight to go on something he likes to call ‘bookworm dates’

basically, he drives you to the countryside to stargaze while you discuss how good/bad the book was and give it a review lol

he always brings a little picnic basket too and sometimes while he is driving, he’ll say he’s hungry

so ofc you’d immediately lean into the back seat to sneak into the basket and pull out some strawberries or an after eight 

(yes akaashi eats after eights have you seen him?) 

then pop it into his mouth

he’ll murmur a thanks and as much as he tries to hide it, you can see he pink tint dusting his cheeks

he enjoys chatting with you in the car but he’ll also put on some faint lo-fi music in the background just to add to the ambience

well, it’s either lo-fi, indie or orchestra-

his driving is quite calm tbh 

always doing a bit under the speed limit but other than that, he abides by all the laws of the road 

also, during these nights akaashi can get extra talkative if you mention the right thing and he will ramble if you give him the chance

like he could go on and on about the writer’s clever yet subtle use of symbolism throughout the piece and how it adds to the overall theme; but only when he is driving or staring at the sky

because his mind always seems to wander and sometimes just stops functioning all together when he tries to look you in the eye when he speaks 

it’s not that you are intimidating or anything- it’s just the way the light reflects in your eye or longing laced in your gaze which simply makes his knees weak (^///^)

so expect all the issues that he has pent up in his system to come pouring out during your late night drives while his eyes are fixated on the road and his mind is fixated on you

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Tenma Likes to Give People Gifts; The Sequel Pt.1

(AKA the story of how Tenma the secret gift giver gets caught red handed, and gets really embarrassed about it)

Heyyo, so I’ve been imagining this for a while, and I wanted to finish it before I posted it, but here we are.  It’s taking way too long to finish the way I want so here's the first half, hopefully if it does well it'll give me the motivation to write the ending quicker.  

Here are the original posts if you haven't seen them. (part 2 is a reblog so just scroll past the first part.)

Part 1   Part 2

As a summary if you haven't seen my original two posts, essentially I have an hc that Tenma likes to give people gifts, with little to no provocation or reason.  He hasn’t really ever had friends that he's cared enough about to really want to spend his money on.  He has money and if he can buy someone in the company something that they need or will use he's more than willing to jump the gun and buy it for them.  Especially if it’s something simple like a new pair of headphones or a new bag, something that is small but he knows the person will use and be happy about.  

He doesn’t see it as a big deal, but everyone else keeps making it out to be more than it is.  So to save himself the trouble of coming up with an excuse every time he buys something for someone out of the blue, he starts to just leave the gifts in their dorms where he knows they'll find it.  Nobody can figure out who is leaving the gifts for everyone, and Matsuwaka dubs it as one of the Mankai Company’s Urban Legends.  That leaves us here...

“You’ve gotta be kiddin’ me?” Banri grunted under his breath as he scowled at the coffee machine with disdain.

“Something wrong?” Omi asked as he walked into the kitchen to begin making breakfast.

“Yeah, the friggin’ coffee machine is broken.” Banri shrugged, gesturing vaguely to the machine. “The damn thing was ancient as it was, probably needed replaced anyway.”

“No it doesn’t, it works just fine.” Sakyo declares with finality in his tone from the dining table, his own cup of coffee having been brewed just moments before Banri had used the machine, and was sitting innocently on the kitchen table.

“Are you hard of hearing, gramps? I just said machine broke.” Banri scoffed, with a healthy amount of sharp bitterness. His usual poor attitude in the mornings was augmented by the lack of caffeine and the bags under his eyes, clearly indicating that he’d stayed up late the previous night gaming with Itaru.

“Wanna say that again, punk?!” Sakyo met Banri’s defiant gaze evenly with a piercing glare.

“You heard me, I sai-“. Banri narrowed his eyes and started to protest again when Omi stepped in and took Banri by the shoulders, turning him around and guiding him out of the kitchen and common room.

“Let’s just get you out of here before you say something you’ll regret later...” Omi muttered with a light chuckle. Banri muttered something incomprehensible under his breath, as he was ferried away.

The Director watched the scene in amusement, until she actually approached the broken machine herself. Banri had been right, the machine was in pretty bad shape. It seems the adhesive holding the handle to the pot had worn away, leaving it such that the handle had simply popped off. Banri’s abandoned mug was also filled with a grimey and inconsistent drink of some sort. It smelled like coffee, so she was pretty sure that’s what the mystery substance was supposed to be.

However, whatever this was, it definitely was not drinkable.

“Sakyo, you might want to actually look at this before you say that. I mean the machine is in shambles...” She commented idly, tentatively glancing over her shoulder to gage his reaction.  To her surprise, he didn't have a particularly adverse reaction to her comment.  Sakyo simply took a sip of his coffee, without even looking up from what he was reading on his phone.  

“Does that mean it’s ok for me to replace it, then?”  She asked with a sly smile.

“Absolutely not.” Sakyo didn’t even hesitate to reply, his tone firm.  The Director’s smile faltered, and she sighed. 

“Not sure how long Tsuzuru is going to make it without any coffee.  With how much he drinks, I’m convinced his blood must be pure expresso by now...”  She mumbled with a worried frown.

Sakyo scoffed. “The coffee machine was a luxury, there are plenty of good cafes within walking distance of the dorm.  Besides, Minagi relies far too heavily on caffeine, this will be good for him.”

“If you say so...”  She turned to face him fully and crossed her arms. “Though, I’m not convinced you're not just saying that because you don’t want to pay for a new machine.  Not everyone has a personal Sakoda to order about you know, the rest of us have to get our coffee ourselves.”  She teased with a knowing smile.  Sakyo glared at her, and she immediately wiped the grin off of her face.

-----

Tenma stretched as he walked back to his room.  He didn’t have to be up for a little while now, but he couldn’t sleep.  So he’d decided to chill in the common area until it was time to get ready, maybe chat with some of the others.  He’d heard arguing, and stopped to listen.  He didn’t want to walk in on some argument he wasn’t involved in and make it worse, after all.  

So, the coffee machine broke, huh?

Tenma grinned to himself as an idea popped into his head.  

This will be fun, I can't wait to see the dumbstruck look on their faces...

Just as he reached to open the door to his shared room, the door opened toward him and impacted directly with his face.  Tenma stumbled backward and clutched his forehead, pain was already blooming in his forehead, and he could already tell that he would have one hell of a headache later.

“What the hell?!”  Tenma grunted angrily.

“Oh?  What’s with that stupid look on your face, hack?”  A familiar voice drawled sarcastically from the doorway. 

“What! You’re the one who opened the door in my face, Yuki!”  Tenma grunted as he steadied himself.  

“Yeah, so?”  Yuki retorted, unable to keep a sly grin off his face.

“Agh, nevermind...”  Tenma frowned, still tenderly rubbing where he’d been hit. He gestured vaguely for Yuki to step out of the way so he could get inside, and with a snort, he complied, taking a step back and to the side to let Tenma in.

“Honestly, I didn’t know you were capable of being awake this early, hack.  I never expected to find you lurking outside our dorm room like some psycho.”  Yuki commented nonchalantly, as Tenma walked in and didn’t even hesitate to flop onto the plush sofa.  He didn’t feel like climbing all the way back up to his bed, and this was easier.

“Is that your idea of an apology?” Tenma asked incredulously, his voice raising in disbelief.

“Apology?” Yuki questioned, tilting his head innocently to the side.

“You know, for slamming the door into my face with no warning? Honestly, and I’m the phsyco?” Tenma elaborated, and his voice raised to an even louder volume.

“It’s not my fault you were lurking at the door. You’re an idiot if you didn’t expect someone to open the door eventually!” Yuki drawled in a sardonic lilt, taking the opportunity to lean against the wall with his arms crossed.

“I was not lurking! I was about to open the door myself!” Tenma retorted with a frustrated sigh. “What are you doing up anyway? You aren’t exactly an early riser yourself.” Tenma grumbled to himself, lamenting the loss his perfect morning.

“Don’t see how that’s any of your business.” Yuki retorted, clearly expecting to continue to banter with him. Tenma was tired of it though, it was too early to be getting this worked up over much of anything.

“Fine, don’t tell me.” Tenma replied with a disinterested huff, pulling out his phone and pulling up a shopping site to do some research. Before Yuki could even respond, Tenma was scrolling through shopping site registries and reviews.

This is going to be fun.

What Tenma didn't realize was that he had severely underestimated Sakyo.  

It’s never a good idea to underestimate Sakyo.

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% afternoon naps

.! konoha, matsukawa, aran x fem!r

.! fluff, not proofread

.! god i'm so tired i need a mfing nap too 😩

konoha

rainy days meant lounging on the couch with your boyfriend. your body hugged snuggly against his own. binge watching a show the two of you picked out together. more importantly, rainy days meant naps.

you couldn't stop your eyelids from drooping, two seasons and 5 episodes in this show your boyfriend had picked because, "kotaro said it was good." though he couldn't really see you, your slow breathing and small whines when you took deep breaths told him you were getting sleepy, and frankly he was too, the show his friend had introduced him to was for more boring than he'd expected.

burying his nose in the back of your neck, he lets out a deep sigh, "i think it's nap time, hm?" a soft snore escaping your lips lets him know that you agree. he places a gentle kiss on the back of your neck, wrapping his arms around you tighter while whispering, "sleep well, princess." before he allows himself to drift off to sleep as well

matsukawa

mattsun opens the front door to your apartment with a tired sigh, disappointed when he finds the home seemingly empty. he checks through all the rooms only only to find you fast asleep on your side of the bed.

he tries his best not to wake you as he slides under the comforter but ultimately all the movement disturbs your slumber, he almost cracks a chuckle at the grumpy look on your face but decides it's in his best interest not to. "sorry, princess. i tried not to wake you." you soon forget your interrupted dream at the sound of his tired voice, "you're home early." you mumble arms opening for him to snake his way into. "i wasn't feeling well so the boss let me come home." his voice is muffled against your chest as he nuzzles further into the fabric of your shirt, you hum in acknowledgment.

with the way you're rubbing his back with one hand and running your hands through his hair with the other, it doesn't take him long to fall asleep, and soon you do the same, the soft rise and fall of his breathing coaxing you back into a peaceful slumber.

aran

aran wasn't expecting to come home from morning practice to you sleeping soundly on the couch but he couldn't find himself to be upset at the adorable sight in front of him as he tucks some stray hair behind your ear.

he cups his warm hand over your cheek, thumb smoothly running over the skin, a love sick expression on his face as you slowly wake up. "you napped without me, princess." he pouts, and you plead that you only laid down for a minute and you really didn't mean to. "i'm just messing with you, baby. c'mon, let's go to the bed, your back is gonna hurt later if you stay here.

he lays down with you once you get to your shared bedroom, "'m sorry i fell asleep." your words are muffled into his chest, "it's alrigh baby, we can nao together now." he mumbles, placing a chaste kiss on the top of your head. you fall asleep almost immediately, your warmth and soft breathing lulling him to sleep soon after.

< reblogs appreciated >

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Ok!ok!ok! Imagine holding on to issei’s arm instead of his hands. Your arms wrapped around his strong bicep as he drags you along with him. Your eyes constantly looking up at him, wondering how you got someone so perfect. You snuggling into his arm even more, as much as you can, blush rising on your cheeks. Him noticing and giving you a kiss on the forehead making you giddy and shy, you now shoving your face in his arm to hide. Him laughing at how your so cute and teasing you the rest of the day.

#soft issei hours #issei #matsuwaka issei #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #mattsun x reader #matsukawa x reader #hq imagines #issei x reader #haikyuu drabbles