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tiniella · 1 year
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♡ ⎯⎯ BAD KINDA PLAYER ꒰ ATSUMU MIYA꒱
୨୧ synopsis: you offer to help the hottest (and dumbest) guy on campus with his homework, now he wants to say thank you.
୨୧ cw: [n]sfw content, fem!reader + nerd!reader + himbo!atsumu + reader uses glasses + mating press + petnames ꒰ cutie + baby + kitten ꒱ fingering + oral sex + size kink + tummy bulge + fluff + atsumu is a big baby.
୨୧ word count: 2.1k
୨୧ tags: @malxoxo @princessqueen111 @cravingforangel @itsmeteiiteii @coyloves @katsuwhore @peacchfuz @mizuwki @maplesuna @chvlde @coquettemaiden @crypt7d @kunizk @@yandere-romanticaa @hiraizens @kuroosdarling @crysugu @getosbunny
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being a college student wasn't as fun as you expected.
you were never the smartest one of the class but having so much responsibilities in university and a part time job caused you to carry a heavy weight on your shoulders. you had to be organized and rigorous, what caused you to be picked on by some annoying guys and to be put in the same group of the nerds.
they weren't bad, it was the opposite actually; they were kind and fun people. still, you wondered if you could be enjoying your university days in a better way like going out and getting drunk. god, you don't even remember the last time you kissed someone.
you put those thoughts aside and knock on the door, holding your laptop and books under your arm while waiting. it wasn't common for you to help other students with projects and homeworks, most of them actually rather do everything alone than to ask help from a nerd, scared of their judgmental gazes and superiority complex. but you always hated all the stereotypes and jokes coming from your friends, calling girls dumb only because they wear makeup or making fun of the buff muscular guys for getting bad grades.
you actually wanted to change that.
it surely wasn't because you almost melted when atsumu went to your table with those puppy eyes asking if you could help him with his homework, scratching his head and flexing his arm muscles in an attempt to impress you.
no, it wasn't that. you're just really generous and helpful.
"oh-!" suddenly, the door opens to reveal a very shirtless atsumu, blonde curls still damp from the shower. he looks surprised, shy even, looking at you like he didn't expect to see you there. shit, did he forgot you were coming? "sorry cutie, i didn't expect you'd come so early."
you purse your lips at that petname, "i actually texted you before i left my dorm," you say, watching him entering his dormitory again and throwing some clothes inside his wardrobe, trying to clean things up before wearing a shirt. "i can come later if you want..."
"no! it's okay, cutie, please make yourself at home." his smile is bright, showing his adorable little canines to you.
you enter his dorm, it looks exactly like yours, just less... organized.
"is osamu here?" you ask, sitting on his chair in front of the computer.
"uh, no, he went out with some girl, he left a few minutes ago," atsumu offers you a glass of water and you accept it. "i said i wanted to be alone with my cutie so we could study." you choke embarrassingly loud, coughing water and punching your own chest at his words. atsumu gets up to pat your back gently, helping you to calm down, completely oblivious to his effect on you. "are you okay, baby?"
you clear your throat, "y-yes, i'm okay. thank you, atsumu."
"you can call me tsumu! it's how all my friends call me."
you stare. a lot. you can't help it, he looks like a puppy who just learned how to walk, smiling and blushing at you like you make him shy just by looking at him.
"okay... tsumu," you smile, earning a cheerful nod from him. "we can start by reading some of your notes, is that alright? have you done some notes from the class?"
"alright, uhhh... i don't often write notes, i just kind of... listen to it."
"oh, that's okay, people have different ways of learning, i also don't write much, only stuff i think it's important like dates."
"really?" atsumu furrows his brows, looking at the distance like he's thinking deeply at what you just said.
you nod, "yeah! well, we can just read some of mine and you can write your own notes, it's going to help you to remember a few important things, alright?"
atsumu blinks a few times before opening a smile, "yeah! that sounds hella fun!"
you giggle, "not sure if that's the right word but i like your enthusiasm."
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you and atsumu ended up writing a few notes and you tried to explain the subject in a way that would be easier for him to understand and memorize. still, everytime you looked at him he had that open-mouth stare with big eyes like he's paying so much attention to what you're saying that he forgot about the rest of the world. it was cute, but you offered to help him a few more time before he finished his homework.
it was already dark outside by the time you both had ended writing down some notes and discussed the subject, your neck was hurting and you just wanted to stay away from the books for a while.
"i think i should be going now," you say, getting and collecting your pens and notes.
"aren't you forgetting anything?" atsumu asks, extremely close to your ear.
"hum, i don't think so..." your body is turned around quickly to face atsumu, he has a smirk on his face and his hands are placed on your waist, fingers sneaking under your shirt to touch your smooth skin. "atsumu?"
"you're such a pretty girl," he runs finger through your neck, tilting your chin up to rub his thumb on your bottom lip. "and you treat me so well," you can feel atsumu's cologne impregnating on your skin, his hot breath hitting your face softly. "let me thank you for that."
"atsumu, y-you don't need to, i just wanted to help." you place your hand on his chest to try and push him away but the feeling of how big and strong he is under your smaller hands it's too good to be true, you can't help but rub your hands through his broad chest that looked so good under that tight shirt.
"i know, cutie, that's what i love about you. you're always trying to help, aren't you?" atsumu chuckles at how hypnotized you are by his body, your little fingers running through his shoulders and chest like you want to memorize that moment forever. he licks his lips, slowly blinking at you. "so what's gonna be? are you gonna let me fuck your tight little pussy or do i have to beg for it?"
you don't hold yourself back when you kiss him, it's all tongue and quick breaths, sloppily trying to gain space inside each other's mouths while atsumu bites your bottom lip and smirks at the pitiful whine you let out. you're pushed onto the bed, atsumu looks much bigger when his body is caging yours between those arms, his pretty eyes gazing at you wickedly.
he kneels on the bed to take his shirt off; you had seen him shirtless countless times, of course, but you never imagined he would get naked for you. only for you. he pecks your lips sweetly before asking:
"do you want me to eat you out, cutie?"
your brain short circuits, you can't mutter a single word in response, only nodding at him and letting atsumu tug your shirt up to reveal your boobs, which he's quick to squeeze and lick, closing his lips around your nipples to suck it hard. you haven't felt all these sensations in so long that it almost feels like something completely new.
atsumu trails his kisses down to your belly, opening your jeans and pulling them down your legs, revealing your pink panties with a tiny little bow on the front.
"cute panties." he says, chuckling when you groan.
"shut up."
you nervously watch as atsumu places himself between your thighs, kissing you over the panties before rubbing his fingers against your warm pussy, smiling when you whimper.
"you make the cutest sounds, kitten. keep doing that for me, okay?" he encourages, tugging your panties down your legs. you can't help the nervousness and embarrassment, you haven't been naked in front of someone else in a long time, wondering if atsumu likes what he's looking at. and, like he read your mind, he swears under his breath. "you're so fucking pretty, baby. such a cute little pussy, and it's all for me, isn't it?"
you bite your lip to hold back a smile, nodding at him. next thing you know is that atsumu's tongue feels like heaven, lapping at your slit like there's no tomorrow. atsumu closes is lips around your clit and sucks it hard, you often feel the cold metal of his tongue piercing against your skin, it actually makes it much more exciting.
atsumu grunts against your pussy, "i'm gonna make you cum and then i'm gonna fuck real good, is that okay?"
you lift your head from the pillow to look at him, his saliva mixed to your juices dripping down his chin while he holds your thighs apart. you can't help but giggle.
"yeah, tsumu, that sounds like a plan."
he smiles before diving right back in to your cunt, using his fingers to push your labia to the sides and flick his tongue on your clit. atsumu is incredibly skilled with his mouth and fingers, sliding two of them into your tight hole and bending his knuckles to rub them against your g-spot. you curve your back at the indescribable sensation of his digits inside you, cumming with a loud moan that atsumu is quick to muffle with his other hand, knowing that people can probably hear you.
"fuck, you taste amazing, kitten." he mutters, kissing your lips and letting you taste your own arousal. "now i wonder how my dick is going to feel inside this sweet little cunt."
you whine, "tsumu, please..."
atsumu gives one more of his extremely attractive chuckles, taking his sweatpants off with his boxers to reveal his cock. you imagined he would have a big dick but you didn't imagine it would be this big. you're impressed by his thickness, the pink head leaking with precum and showing you that he was enjoying eating you out as much as you did.
"f-fuck, i don't think i can, tsumu!" you whine against your hand, fear and excitement running through your body as you watch him massaging his cock in front of you, atsumu spits on his hand and lines his massive length with your pussy.
"you girls always say this," he rolls his eyes, poking your entrance with the tip of his dick, slowly pushing in as he watches your glasses getting foggy. "and i always make it fit, cutie. don't worry."
you hook your hands under your knees, watching with wide eyes as atsumu's cock splits you open, the stretch is painful but you're thankful that he helped you with his fingers earlier, it definitely made it much easier to take all his girth.
still, he didn't fail to make you whimper pathetically when you realized he was entirely inside you, his pubic bone touching your clit softly.
"see? you took it like a champ, kitten." atsumu kisses you lovingly, his hand gently cupping your face as he starts to thrust slowly into you, he's all you can focus your attention on; his pretty plump lips leaving kisses on your collarbone and chest, long fingers massaging your nipples, broad and strong shoulders that you run your hands through to feel every muscle stretching while he moves his hips skilfully.
atsumu can't hide the way his face is flustered and how his eyes are watering as he feels your warm cunt clenching around him, putting his face on your neck while you moan so prettily in his ear.
"oh⏤! oh my god," you moan. "tsumu, i feel you so deep." atsumu grins, touching your belly where he can feel the outline of his cock. "p-please, wanna cum!"
he pecks your lips lovingly before putting your hands away to hold your knees against your chest, "do it then, kitten. and i'm gonna reward you by filling your tummy with my cum." you only lay there and cum while atsumu keeps thrusting into your cunt as fast as he can while still trying to not hurt you, watching as you put your hand over your mouth and whimper, legs shaking as you reach your climax. "f-fuck, kitten, you're creaming all around my cock. i'm gonna cum, okay?"
"yes! please, tsumu, cum inside me!"
atsumu is handsome, but he looks out of this world when he cums. he's sweaty and glistening under the light, flushed face and watery eyes while he sounds so pathetically vulnerable, little whimpers and groans leaving his mouth as he fills you up completely, his cum leaking out of your pussy.
he holds you tight against him while you both catch your breaths, his hand caressing your sides softly.
"so," atsumu is the first one say something. "can you help me with all my homeworks until the end of the semester?"
you laugh against your hand, "are you asking me to be your fuck buddy or your teacher?"
"why not both?" he jokes, holding your face to kiss you. "my kitten."
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mangogobibiboo · 1 month
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Fighting for them w/ Hinata, Atsumu, Osamu
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Hinata, Miya Twins x Reader (Seperate)// Warnings: Bodily harm and fighting // Word Count: 1000+
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Synopsis: In which they are flirted with, and you just can't take it anymore. (DO NOT DO THIS)
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Osamu:
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This girl had been coming into the shop daily for the past month to stare at Osamu. She always got the same order: an iced matcha tea with a strawberry ice cream mochi. It was just a cutesy order, too. You scoff just as the words leave her mouth.
It's not like it was a bestseller that most people ordered. You must admit you were a tad irrational; some may say it was petty. But she was gawking at YOUR man. It was unforgivable.
You couldn't help but scoff every time she came into the store and ordered in her stupid cute voice, batting her eyelashes, leaning over the counter ever so slightly to make sure he would get a peek at her cleavage. She did the same thing today but went too far this time. She gripped his biceps and gushed over how strong he must be. Those were YOUR BICEPS that only you had the right to feel up and gush over. How dare she!
You had enough. You stomped up to the counter and shoved her out of the way, knocking her to the ground. She looked up at you with wide eyes, almost on the verge of tears. "Back off, my boyfriend," was the only thing you needed to say before she hurried away. "And don't forget your drink!" you yell after her as you grab the order from the counter and cuck it out the door, barely missing her.
"Ya been talkin to Tsumu too much." You look back to Osamu to see him laughing. "Crazy does look hot on you, baby, but you probably shouldn't do that again. I need these people to come back. Yer gonna kill ma livelihood." He came around the counter and planted a kiss on your forehead.
"I'm not crazy! And how come you never said anything to her? " you playfully punch his chest.
"Cuz, I barely notice em. Yer only one for me." you snuggle closer into his chest. "Okay?" "Okay."
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Atsumu:
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"C'mon, babe, talk ta me. I tried to tell 'er off, I swear!" It was after a game, and Atsumu was driving the two of you home, albeit unwillingly on your part. He had to beg you to get in the car, and you were set on taking a taxi. Leading to at least 30 minutes of quiet arguing in the parking garage. You felt a bit guilty making such a fuss, knowing how tired he must be from his game. But it was all the more reason to let you take a taxi like you wanted!
This was probably already bubbling before tonight. About two weeks ago, the Jackles had hired a couple of assistant managers. There was one in particular that gave you pause. You knew her; everyone on the team knew her. Not personally, of course. She was notorious for her affair with a captain of another team down in Okinawa. The scandal was in every magazine across Japan for weeks. It was a shitshow. The captain had to leave the team, and his wife left him, not that he didn't deserve that. And she was forced to step away as well. But it seemed that it didn't damage her professional reputation too much as the Jackles so quickly hired her.
After the game, you saw her throw herself onto Atsumu and gush about how amazing he was. She had his hands all over him.
If you had taken two seconds to process things, you would have seen that he was uncomfortable.
It was outside the locker room, so there was no press, but you were there, and before you knew it, you grabbed onto her hair, pulling her away. She didn't miss a beat, grabbing onto your hair as well. You two wrestled to the ground, scratching each other up before Atsumu finally got you off her. She yelled something about you being "A crazy bitch" before walking off.
Now you were sitting in the car, scratched up with a sore scalp, giving your boyfriend the silent treatment. "Baby, I swear, I was gonna tell 'er off, but ya didn't give me a chance." You stayed quiet, still not looking at him. "Fine, how 'bout I get yer favorite food and give ya all the cuddles ya want." You look at him, arms still crossed on your chest, and grumble, "And we watch a movie.". He smiled a bit and chuckled. "Okay, anythin' ya want. You kinda scare me now, babe."
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Hinata:
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Shoyo was too pure for his own good. He doesn't even realize the bartender is flirting with him. She was playing right into it, too! She opened by asking about his nice tan, which was all your dear boyfriend needed to start going on and on about Brazil and beach volleyball. In his excitement, he couldn't see how her eyes roamed his dress shirt, which couldn't quite contain his newly built Brazilian body.
But you noticed.
Honestly, after a few drinks, you didn't care if he noticed; you just wanted it to stop. You stomp over from the dance floor to the bar. Pull the bartender in by her ear and pour the drink she had served Hinata down her shirt. This quickly earns you a punch, and before you know it, the two of you grabbed a fistful of each other hair and began screaming obscenities at each other. It took Hinata a minute to process what was happening, and as soon as he did, it took all his strength to pull you two away from each other. After that, you two quickly ran off before the girl returned with the security. You make it outside and lean in an alley while trying to catch your breath when Hinata pipes up, still out of breath.
"Wow, Y/N, when did you get so strong? You have to teach me how to fight like that." He looked at you in awe; honestly, you couldn't help but laugh. You had to admit that you were a tad embarrassed by your outburst. How could you ever let your jealousy get the better of you? He was perfect and absolutely adored you, even in this situation,
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A/n: Hi, yes, hello. I just wanted to pop in to say…THIS IS FICTION. Please don't do this in real life!
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typhea · 8 months
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✮﹒❄️﹐RANDOM CHARACTERS + ‘CAN’T REMEMBER TO FORGET YOU’
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﹐♡﹒featuring : multiple characters ♡
﹐♡﹒infos : toxicity, angst, heavy manipulation/brainwashing, threatening, gn!reader, heavy guilt tripping, corruption.
﹐♡﹒summary : type of toxic ex they are..
THE ‘ I’M THE VICTIM ’ EX
midoriya izuku, yuji itadori, todoroki shouto, kaminari denki, arlelt armin, kyoka jirou, uraraka ochako, hinata shoyo.
literally brainwash you that it’s your fault and they’re hurt.
calls you every night, when they probably drunk and tells you how much they miss you.
“ y/n, you were so horrible to me. you crushed my feelings, but i’ll forgive you anything ‘cause i love you.”
will dramatise everything like, getting off social medias, staying home all day, just to get your attention.
will send people to get you to come back, he makes you look bad in front of your friends. “they are nice to you! why would you do that, just get back with them.”
faking their depression to get you back, and literally go insane when it doesn’t work.
“look what you’ve done to me.”
100% cry in front of you to coax you.
“i did really bad things to myself because of you, only you can heal me.”
lies, lies, lies. all for your attention.
THE ‘YOU NEED ME’ EX
bakugo katsuki, yaoyorozu momo, sero hanta, kurapika, gojo satoru, neito monoma, aizawa shota, takami keigo, kuroo tetsuro.
always up to date on your new relationships, texts you that it won’t work.
"you call that moving on? they look like me, but they’ll never be me."
so confident you will come back.
most of the time, they are the reason why your relationships don’t work. threatening your partner? yes.
you cry in their arms when one of your relationship ends, they just hug you and whisper :
“i told you baby, nobody loves you but me okay?”
will remind you your flaws and red flags, just to end their sentence with “but i still love you, isn’t that amazing?”
don’t even act like you’re their ex.
literally corrupts you, makes your brain theirs.
makes you chase them.
THE ‘ME OR NOBODY’ EX
amajiki tamaki, midoriya izuku, chisaki kai, tsukishima kei, tendou satori, kamo choso, kasumi miwa, springer connie, kirstein jean, toga himiko.
also called crazy ex, the one that stalks you.
harass you with begging texts. you blocked them? they will get another phone.
“y/n you can’t do this to me.. please come back”
impulsive and jealous, they will beat up anyone they see you with or hack any thirsty person commenting on your insta post.
goes insane when you get a new partner.
literally screams at you in voicemails, thinks you’re theirs.
“you can’t cheat on me! y/n, i know you’re faking it just to make me mad, i’ll show you how mad i am.”
shows up at your place at random times, it’s either to cry at your feet or threaten you to come back.
literally couldn’t believe theirs ears when you broke up with them, went feral.
you’re their whole world, they are literally nothing without you, they will find a way to keep you whether you want it or not.
thanks for reading darlin! don’t forget to like and leave a comment :)
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rintarouzbbygirl · 5 days
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you take the man out of the-
Warning! Bittersweet, angsty but fluff. this was written at the time of posting so 3am. Its not proof read nor super amazing I was half asleep. so bad writing has its own warning <3
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And when Im back in Miyagi.. I feel it.  Tooru had left for Argentina not long after high school, breaking contact with the one he had loved. He wanted you to come with, but you had things you needed to accomplish first. Finishing school, you had friends and family in Miyagi. You couldnt just leave that behind like he wanted to. Like he could. 
When Tooru had returned to Miyagi for a visit, he saw you. You seemed happy. Lively. The winter air made your cheeks flushed, the heat from your breath creating small clouds as you spoke so kindly to the elderly lady you were helping. He couldnt help it. His feet moved faster than he could listen to his brain telling him to stop. The moonlight and the signs reflection creating colors against your skin. Pants fell from his lips, the air cooled his nerves, enough.  He stood there, looking at you with pleading eyes, begging you not to run off, not to tell him to leave you alone. Begging you to stay, just for a moment. He loved you, he hated being away from you. He hated being in Argentina without you.  “Y/n..” Tooru started as he felt his breath hitch in his throat. Seeing your expression. He knew, knew you felt the same as he did. Knew that the longing feeling of each other was so deeply embedded in your veins.  “Ya know, ive been waiting for a long time for you shittykawa” You spoke with a watery tone, eyes matching as they filled with tears. Just being able to see him, just to be able to hear his voice caused everything around you to stand still. To stop, to just be him. In this moment, not a single thing else mattered. Reaching out to reach for him, grasping his hand in his. “I love you.” the three words rolled off your tongue just as pretty as they used too.  “Im sick of waiting. You better be here to take me with you” Tooru felt his heart stop, the genuine smile tugging at the corners of his chapped lips. He did the only logical thing in that moment as the snow started falling, as delicate as the heart he held in his hands. He stepped closer, cupping your cheeks that warmed his icy fingertips, thumbs caressing the apples that became more prominent as you returned the smile he was giving.  Tooru rested his forehead against yours as he let out a sigh of relief. His heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. He leaned down pressing a kiss against your lips, feeling the lip balm against his own. “I missed you” He whispered after he broke the kiss. “So much. Im not leaving without you. I dont care what id have to do. Im not.. Im not going home without you.” Tooru could careless about his pride. It seemed meaningless. Having you standing in from of him. His stupid senseless pride meant nothing to him. He would get on his knees and begged if it meant you would go with him.  You were home, his home. It had nothing to do with Miyagi.. You were the city lights. You were the moon tonight. You were the stars in the sky. You were cherry blossoms in early spring. You were all he ever needed. You were everything. Nothing else mattered to him. Not volleyball, hell not even his milk bread could compare to you.  He was glad he went home, just to visit family. He got his world back, and that was the one thing he was missing back in Argentina. 
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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⍣ ೋ time after time
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˚ · . hinata x afab!reader
: ̗̀➛ heartbreak, loosing feelings, one-sided relationship/love, low self esteem/body issues, dubious ending, takes place after the timeskip and towards the end of the manga
࣪𓏲ּ i was listening to curl up & die by matt maltese + time after time by cyndi lauper when writing this
watchin' through windows you're wondering if i'm okay secrets stolen from deep inside the drum beats out of time.
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8 years, 11 months, and 7 days.
it's been 8 years, 11 months and 7 days since you accepted the nervous love confession from a short ginger boy back in your second year of highschool.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days, have passed since then. you still can't wrap your head around it, around how much time has passed since then.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days, with this short ginger boy. only, he's not much of a short boy anymore, rather he's grown within the passed time, still not too tall, but he's surely earned his title of a man. spending his years doing hard work and exercise has rewarded him with a well-sculpted body, you can't say the same for you.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days, filled with exploration, experience, and love with this ginger boy. you had practically grown with him into adulthood; the two of you attached to the hip and spending every second together.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days, where the two of you shared many firsts with one another. first date, first boyfriend/girlfriend, first kiss, and first sexual experience. you always look back at those memories with a twinge of redness on your cheeks, cringing cheekily at the way the two of you would be so awkward.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days, of constant questions and slandering on the bond of your relationship with him. you always defended him, and he did so in return. you always brushed of those pesky little, "don't you two get sick of each other?" questions with a smile, watching from afar as you sat alone on a bench while he practiced yet again for volleyball.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days, full of little moments here and there where the two of you would talk about your future, making silly promises and declarations of love to each other. "i wanna be a pro-volleyball player and want you to be there while i am!"
yes, it's been 8 years, 11 months and 7 days. your precious hinata shouyo is on one of the best volleyball teams in brazil, and you are there for him while he practices once more. he dragged you out to the nearest beach at 5am, babbling on about how pretty the sunrise looks, and that he wants you to watch him practice.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days full of watching what seems to be the same scene over and over, where shouyo practices volleyball and looks over at you with a proud smile when he manages to do a good jump. of course, you praise him for his skills, you adore him for it, to be so passionate about his dream.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days of worshipping the ground he walked on. you had nothing but stars and hearts in your eyes for him, wanting nothing more than to attend all of his big events by his side. of course, he worshipped you just as much as you did for him, never failing to kiss the back of your hand for being so supportive of him.
and, it's been, 8 years, 11 months and 7 days. durning those long years, there was a time, when you had nobody but shouyo, there was a time, when you would kill all your friends for him. you're nothing but appreciative of him for being there for you during those times.
but — it's been 8 years, 11 months and 7 days.
your eyes are crinkled up into narrow crescents, but you're not smiling anymore when he makes a good jump. you're sitting alone once more, a little way away from the net, legs pressed up against your chest.
you can't help the fine line your lips make subconsciously, eyebrows slightly furrowed, arms wrapped around your knees defensively despite wearing shouyo's jacket. he said the sunrise would be pretty, but it seems a little too blue and gloom, dark clouds blocking the rising sun.
he looks over at you, yelling out your name after he does what you would usually consider an impressive move, expecting the best reward that is to him — your praise. but you don't.
but.. it's been 8 years, 11 months and 7 days since then, so why are you now feeling nothing, after all these years?
after 8 years, 11 months and 7 days, looking at the way he's looking at you with that warm look in his eyes, is now stinging. after 8 years, 11 months and 7 days, he's the only one for you.
"y/n?" he calls out. his volleyball long forgotten on the soft sand, standing cautiously in place, lips pouting at your silence. but you're not listening, too wrapped up at the fact that is inevitable.
the sand crunches under his bare feet when he's walking towards you, a ginger eyebrow lifting in concern. "are you alright? are you sleepy? cold?" he questions, leaning down and laying a warm hand against the side of your cheek.
8 years, 11 months and 7 days, and his touch is no longer sending goosebumps down your spine.
but he's the only one for you?
he blinks at you a couple of times when you've still yet to respond. "..let's go home, it's cold isn't it?" he mumbles softly, his hand taking yours, feeling a little relieved when you are finally responding to him, albeit you're still not talking and more or less just following him back home.
he talks to you on the way home, his arm wrapped snuggly around your shoulder as he asks you various questions on what you want to do for the upcoming 9th anniversary of your relationship with him.
8 years, and 11 months and 7 days — for the first time, you're not sure if you want to do anything with him for that day. but for the sake of his feelings, you nod along to his ideas after you lack any suggestions of your own. his body jumps up and down at the excitement, his arm never leaving your shoulder.
"wow! 9 years with you~," he happily says, leaning down to practically inhale the side of your cheek and kissing it lovingly.
after 8 years, 11 months and 7 days, you don't know if the two of you will make it to the 9th.
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mellowmin · 10 months
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Some Tsukki Angst? I guess? It's kinda bad lol
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Thinking about Tsukishima who desperately wants to be more than friends.
Tsukishima who starts getting hope after a few years of friendship and comes this 🤏 close to confessing
But he doesn't, because he comes to the nauseating realization that he's simply not your type. And he can't even be mad about it.
You're so embedded into his heart that he can't tell you that you're delusional for wanting a guy that will praise you and shower you with love and affection, all for the world to see; because he knows deep down that you deserve that. You deserve the sweet and affectionate guy that you want, but maybe he thinks that way because you mean the world to him.
Tsukishima can't force himself to shame you for wanting something just because he can't give it to you.
And he tries to be that for you, oh how he tries. But that's just not who he is.
He struggles with expressing his emotions, so he can't wear his heart on his sleeve. He expresses love through banter and sarcasm, his tongue gets tied at the taste of praise and sweet words turn sour when he says them.
Tsukishima just can't force himself to become your type, because it means rewiring his brain and his heart and how he feels love (he knows you wouldn't want him to do that)
Tsukishima is not your type and it becomes all the more obvious when He comes into the picture.
He's all starry eyed, unabashedly showcasing his feelings for you like he's not ashamed, not afraid to seem desperate or to make a fool of himself.
He lays his heart out for you, takes every chance he can get to be close to you. His honesty and the genuine love he harbors for you is evident. He's everything Kei tried to force himself to be, effortlessly. The blonde hates how clearly you're falling for him.
Tsukishima hates that he can't resent him for being everything you want, everything you deserve.
He hates that he knows you love him, deep in your heart, but not in the way he so desires.
And he hates that he has no right to feel the way he does. That there's nothing anyone can do about it.
He's just not your type
Him: Bokuto Kotarou, Goshiki Tsutomu, Hinata Shoyo, Nishinoya Yuu, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Haiba Lev, Yamamoto Taketora,
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Bleeeeeh this sucks lmao
I hate this one but eh
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rinniemybeloved · 1 year
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[☆] - 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒
Which song matches each of them?
notes : I love the weeknd and I love karasuno first years. Two of my favs put together.
warnings : low key angsty in tadashi's
pairings : hinata x reader, kageayama x reader, tsukishima x reader, yamaguchi x reader
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𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀
Earned It
As the song says, he thought you were perfect. Ever since his high school days, he knew that he wanted a future with you. He wanted you to be there for him, and he wanted to be there for you. He gets so sad when he has to leave you to play games in other countries. Even if he knew that you didn't need him doing unnecessary things for you, he still did. Why? Because you're always worth it.
"Cause girl you're perfect, you're always worth it."
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𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀
In The Night
He couldn't see himself without you. It's started off as just a normal first relationship in college and he expected that it wouldn't last long. But, at some point, he started to feel that it was more than just a first relationship. You were just capable of so much. You made him feel so much more different that anyone else. You made him think about things more seriously. To him, you are riveting.
"I know she's capable of anything, it's riveting."
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𝐊𝐄𝐈 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀
Reminder
You had a silly little middle school crush on Tsukki and tried to quickly get over it. But, that was the problem. You couldn't get over him. You went through high school and even college, but he was always there. He's probably just gonna play with your feelings or something, but all of those thought disappear whenever he looks at you. Everytime you try to forget who he is, he's right there to remind you again.
"Every time you try to forget who I am, I'll be right there to remind you again."
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𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈
Die For You
The boy always got overlooked. It was very evident that most people preferred his best friend. And then you came into his life. You didn't come up to him to ask him what his friend's number was. You loved him for being himself. He often got insecure about himself, but you always took your time to reassure him that he's the only one for you. You understood him. You know what he thought about and you help him constantly.
"You know what I'm thinking, see it in your eyes."
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sorcererverse · 5 months
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HELP ME FIND THIS FIC ! hinata shoyo, dark content
ok this one is more obscure i think? idk if the author is still active too so :3
— timeskip!hinata
— im pretty sure this fic was posted on authors second acc ^__^
— dark content. dubcon i think turned noncon.. (?)
— cervix penetration is the main part of this fic !! like hinata doesnt know the female anatomy and he thinks he should be able to enter readers womb..
— reader tries to tell him to stop and no matter how hard he thrusts he wont be able to enter but he's adamant until he does eventually enter her womb.. yeah ^__^
— im pretty sure it was titled hit it till it breaks? or the ending alludes to that (hinata remembers oikawas saying "hit it till it breaks")
PLEASE HELP ME FIND THIS I WANNA KNOW..
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Being MSBY's Manager
Period Troubles
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MSBY Black Jackels featuring the Schweiden Adlers x Female! Manager (she/her pronouns)
Warnings: period talk, swearing, MSBY being assholes, angst to comfort
A/N: This is purely self indulgent because I'm tired and crabby 😠 all I want to do is write angst and then for these men to make it all go away!
God I go between "I'm so jealous" and "God I'd hate being you" 😅
Literally MSBY (and the Adlers) are both such hot and cold teams
I feel like one day all would be well
But then mercury goes into retrograde and suddenly they all have their undies in a twist
Now your Queen YN is totally the pillar of MSBY
You take care of everything for these boys
You help Atsumu with his setting
Reassuring Sakusa that he, in fact, did not sprain his shoulder
You keep tabs on our feral children, Bokuto and Hinata
You drool over Meian 🥵
You help Inunaki with his receives
You reach low places for Thomas, Barnes and Joffe
Literally what would we do without you YN 👏🏻
But you see, even YN has her off days
Because PMS is a literal bitch and we hate her 😠
The symptoms had been building for a while and you knew this was going to be a bad one
Tired, cramps, loss of appetite, soreness, just general depression over everything
It had been an exhausting week and you knew your period was due to come on Saturday
You were looking forward to the weekend just to be able to rest and escape into your own world for a while
Seriously the guys had been testing you all week
Literally, you have been so irritable and on edge with everything but you've been trying to remain as professional as possible
Atsumu is the main cause of your annoyance per the usual 🙄
Literally I totally feel like Atsumu is the type to set something down, forgets where he set it and then get mad when he can't find it
Atsumu is me. I am Atsumu.
"YN where is my phone?"
"YN where is my nail file?"
"YN WHERE IS MY TOWEL?"
Literally all week it's been nonstop
On top of that, Bokuto has been extra Bokuto-y this past week
Literally 4 emo modes the past week YN!
Is it a full moon or something 🥴
ON TOP OF THAT the team had been preparing to host the Adlers, which gets everyone just all riled up
Literally you can't tell me these men just don't have pissing matches the entire time they are together 🙄
Literally Daichi/Kuroo energy the whole time istg-
Anyways, you woke up on Friday feeling extra crappy
Not necessarily sick, just gross
You know that feeling when you feel like your period is going to start but it doesn't?
Yeah that's it 😫
You've been depressed, having trouble sleeping and woke up with a horrible headache
You grab a coffee on your way to work, walking in like an extra from the Walking Dead
It's a good thing your team literally has zero boundaries YN 😃
"YN you look like shit"- Thomas says
"Damn YN what happened to you? Did you get hit by a bus?"- Inunaki jokes
You rn 👉🏻😐 🔪
"Alright everyone let's get busy, the Adlers are coming in 30 minutes!"- Meian yells
You head to your office, literally just stepping one foot in the door when you hear Meian
"YN what the heck are you doing standing around?!? Go fill the water bottles!"- Meian shouts
You rn 👉🏻 *deep breath in/deep breath out*
You take some Tylenol because lord knows you need it and get busy with your list
You are trying your best to avoid the guys today but oh my god they will not leave you alone!
Literally everyone just has one problem or another
Sakusa can't find his arm sleeves
Bokuto can't find his knee pads
Hinata is lost somewhere who the hell knows anymore
Barnes needs help taping his fingers
Inunaki is rolling everywhere, purposely tripping people and causing drama 🙄
Meian is yelling
Thomas is just existing
And YN is on the verge of a mental breakdown 🥲
Literally the guys have noticed your mood and how you haven't been talking to them much
But they are idiots YN they have no idea why
So when the Adlers show up, it's almost a welcome relief in a sense
They greet the team, shaking hands and greeting you
"Hey YN it's good to see you!"- Hirugami, the Adlers captain says
"You too!" You say returning a greeting
You hear chatter behind you from Atsumu but you ignore it
He's top of the shit list right now we all know it
After greeting the team, Hirugami asks if you can help them tape up
You happily agree, doing so as Meian makes an off handed comment
"Wow YN, you look happy to be helpign the enemy"- he says as he turns to walk away
Please, that one hurt and honestly it was a low blow
But you don't say anything, Hirugami noticing your shift in mood
At the start of the practice game, Heiwajima asks if you can fill up the teams water bottles
Again, you agree because you are there to help out
It's your job 🗣🗣🗣
Unfortunately MSBY is petty and Sakusa just HAS to say something
"Geez YN you don't have be so happy, they asked you to fill their water bottles not manage their team"- Sakusa Kiyoomi, 2nd on the shit list
Low blow agaib ☹️
But again you ignore it, or at least try to ignore it
Because enough see, while you see filling water bottles, you start to cry
Because nothing adds more electrolytes to water than tears 💧
"YN get yourself together, everything will be ok! Only a few more hours"- you say, wiping your eyes and heading back to the gym
Unfortunately for you, the pain is only beginning
Because you see, the biggest jerk of them all has yet to speak and boy is he geared up 👏🏻
The Adlers had just won the first set and Atsumu is in a mood
When isn't he but I digress 🤚🏻
Anyways, you are walking around, handing water bottles and towels out to everyone
You finish with MSBY and head over to the Adlers
Then you hear it...
"YN you might as well just join the Adlers, you seem to like being around them more"- Atsumu says to you
You stop in your tracks because what did he just say?
The Adlers stop and look at you, MSBY stops and looks at you
You turn and look at Atsumu, "What did you just say?"
"Well you seem to like the Adlers alot better than you like us YN. I mean, you've honestly kind of been a bitch lately"- Atsumu Miya, #1-100 on the shit list
You felt the rage boiling up, on top of the hurt you feel from everything that has been going on
You start to breath heavily, trying to control your tears as you walk over to the Adlers handing them their water bottles and towels, you silently turn to MSBY and walk up to them
With tears flowing down your cheeks, you speak
"So you really think I don't do anything for you huh? You think I'm being a bitch. Well I'm sorry I don't feel good, I'm sorry I haven't been sleeping, I'm sorry I have a fucking uterus that is about to bleed and ruin my fucking life for an entire week. But oh by ALL MEANS let me drop everything I'm doing to cater to a bunch of fucking JERKS who can't even say THANK YOU!" You scream as tears run down your face
MSBY rn 👉🏻😐😳
The Adlers 👉🏻👀👀
The Coaches 👉🏻😃 crap she's finally lost it
"You know what, how about you guys fill your own fucking water bottles, oh and tape your own GOD DAMNED FINGERS! Oh and make sure you reassure each other because GOD FORBID ONE OF YOU MISSES A FUCKING RECIEVE OR BLOCK! Or even better yet, find some other willing person who will let you walk all over them because IT AINT ME ANYMORE!"- You scream as tears fall down your face and you turn to the Adlers
"I apologize for my outburst but I'm leaving" you say, stomping away and right out the arena doors
Honestly YN 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻
Literally MSBY feels like complete shit right now
AS THEY SHOULD!
The Adlers just look at them and shake their heads
"Shit"- Meian says sitting on the bench, his arms on his knees
"We really fucked up this time"- Barnes said coming besides him
"God I'm such an asshole"- Atsumu said
"Yeah you are!"- Kageyama shouts as Atsumu narrows his eyes at him
"Man you guys must have been real assholes to her"- Romero interjects
"Well we definitely haven't been the nicest that's for sure"- Inunaki says crossing his arms
"Well what are you guys gonna do about it?"- Ushijima says 😐
"What do you mean?"- Hinata
Dumbass 🙄
"Seriously? You guys were so mean to her without even asking her how she was feeling"- Hoshiumi
"Yeah, PMS can be a real bitch, I'm sure she's going through it right now"- Heiwajima adds
"You guys really suck with chicks"- Hirugami adds
Please they all turn and glare at him 😑
Meian stands up and announces "we are going to have to end this early"
The guys wordlessly nod, going to pick you the gym in silence as they contemplate what happened
Meanwhile-
You spend the entire train ride home crying, you managed to grab your bag from your office before stomping the rest of the way to the train station
Please you probably cleared a 10ft radius minimum YN
Love that energy 👏🏻
You had planned to go to the store, to grab what you needed for your weekend of self-indulgence but unfortunately everything had ruined that plan
The thing is, you knew you overreacted but you also knew you were right
The guys had been complete and utterly jerks to you and they deserved it
In fact, the coach had texted you telling you to take some personal time and that he would have a talk with the team
You accepted the time off, making your way to your apartment before making your way to the bathroom, stripping and taking a shower
You totally cried the entire shower YN 😭
Ok but me at least once a week 🙃
You got changed into your favorite pajamas, crawled into your bed and out on one of your favorite movies, silencing your phone and trying to calm down
Now our resident idiots are finishing up at the gym when the coach stops them
The adlers have left after giving any advice they had, including groveling and begging for your forgiveness
"YN is taking next week off and I want you all to think about what happened today. YN works incredibly hard for this team and you've done nothing but take advantage of her"- our true ally, MSBY's Coach 💅🏼
"We know Coach, we want to make it up to her"- Thomas interjects
"You idiots are in your twenties and you still have so much to learn about women and I suggest you start now by apologizing to YN and letting her educate you!"- Coach
"Yes Sir"- the team shouts as they all head to the locker room
"Should we call her?"- bokuto says, finally breaking the awkward silence
"Do you really think she wants to talk to us?"- Barnes added as they collectively shook their heads
"I think we need to form a plan guys, we need YN to know we are truly sorry"- Sakusa interjected
"Hey I remember her telling me about her favorite takeout spot, we could get her food from there!"- Inunaki says
"Yeah and she always brings that coffee every morning! Hey I'll go dig it out of the garage and get the order!"- Hinata :D
Please nobody is going to stop him or give him hand sanitizer YN HELP
"Oh maybe we can buy her candy! Girls like that right?"- Atsumu adds
"Wait! Remember she made us all fill out those stupid 'all about me' forms?"- Thomas said running to your office and grabbing the files, pulling out yours where you detailed everything you loved
"SCORE!"- Inunaki said snatching the list from Thomas and reading it
"We have everything we need! Tomorrow we will go and apologize!"- Meian says as the guys all shout in agreement
The next day, you wake up with a major headache and your period has finally arrived
You pop some pain killers and crawl back into bed with your heating pad
You slept like crap the night before, waking up often and thinking about how you yelled at the boys
The thing was, as much as they deserved it you knew your emotions were escalated because of PMS
You sighed, going to turn on your phone when you heard a knock
You looked at the clock, noticing the time was 9am
"That's weird usually Amazon doesn't come until the afternoon"- you said, getting out of bed before walking to the door and checking the peep hole
"What in the hell?"- You say, unlocking the door to see 8 giant men standing there with at least 15 coffees
"Ummm- I literally have so many questions right now"- you say
"Ok shoot"- Meian says the rest of the idiots standing behind him like :D
"What in the hell is this?"- You say gesturing to all that encompasses MSBY
"Well we wanted to bring you coffee, so I dug threw the garbage and found your old cup!"- Hinata :D
"Gross but continue"- you, intrigued
"So then we went to the coffee shop and the Barista recognized us"- Thomas added
"Yeah apparently you talk about us alot YN"- Atsumu 😏
"Complain... I complain about you alot Sumu, continue"- you, now crossing your arms
Atsumu 👉🏻😐
"Well the batista asked where you were and we told her we were getting you coffee. And then she said 'oh what is YN having today'?"- Sakusa
"So we told her and she just looked at us like we were stupid"- Bokuto
"Not really much of a stretch Ko"- you say, taking another jab 🙃
As you should 💅🏼
"She said 'YN only gets that on Fridays, and today's Saturday'"- Hinata adds
You start to smile, knowing exactly where this story is going
"So then we asked what your Saturday coffee was and she said 'she always does something random' so we just ordered one of everything"- Inunaki says 😬
You laugh, rolling your eyes and moving away form the door as they all file in
Honestly tho, you probably need a bigger apartment
"So what is this really about?"- You say turning around, arms crossing as you look at them
Please they look so guilty 😅
"Well, we wanted to apologize"- Meian starts to say as you stick your hand up
"You know bribing me with coffee, sorry 15 coffees, won't make me forgive you right?"- You say as Thomas steps forward
"We know, that's why we brought you these too"- he says handing you your favorite candies
"And these"- Barnes says handing you the biggest bouquet of your favorite flowers 💐
"And we brought this too"- Bokuto holds up your favorite movie
"Yeah and for lunch we are having your favorite restaurant"- Inunaki adds
"Wait- how did you guys... the get to know you sheets"- You 🥺
"YN we know we fucked up, really bad. You don't know how sorry we all are. The truth is, we took advantage of you and didn't consider your feelings"- Meian says
"And we know we are totally jerks and that we don't deserve you but YN, we love you so much and we would completely fall apart without you"- Barnes says
You rn 👉🏻😐🥺😭
Please YN, you are full on sobbing, ugly tears, snot the works 👏🏻
"Uhhh YN are you ok?"- Hinata, about to lose it, Bokuto right behind him
"You- you guys did this all for me?- you👁💧👄💧👁
"We wanted to show you how sorry we really are and we'll, this is the best thought of"- Inunaki
Before he can even stop talking, you have all but flung yourself into his arms
Inunaki 👉🏻😐😳🥰
The other boys 👉🏻😐😠 hey-
Please YN, get to hugging 👏🏻 🫂
After you've hugged them all, you break away as Sakusa hands you a tissue
"I love you guys so much and I'm sorry too"- you say as Thomas puts his hands up
"YN do not apologize to us! We promise we will be better!"- Barnes adds as all the men shake their head in agreement
The rest of the day is taken up by your boys, watching movies and enjoying their company
You end up falling asleep on Meians lap
Please he's taking so many pictures while the team just glares 😐😑
He totally sends it to Hirugami too 😜
Meian: *Sends picture* We made it up to her
Hirugami: Damn well I guess we shouldn't have sent that large box of roses to her apartment asking her to be our manager then 😏
Meian: 😐 you son of a bitch!
Hirugami: 🙃🙃🙃
Please YN, these boys love you so much and will fight til the very end for you 🥰
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mae-gi-writes · 1 year
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WORDS OF AFFIRMATION . KAGEYAMA TOBIO
G: angst, fluff. Insecurity.
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"Do you still love me as much as you did before?"
The chopping comes to a half as Kageyama freezes, the half-cut onion still in his hand while the knife hangs in the air. Nothing is said for a moment, before he slowly turns around to face you.
You're perched on the counter with your bowl of cereal, trying not to meet his gaze as a dense silence fills the room.
"What..." Kageyama trails off, unsure. "What are you talking about?"
You sigh, "you know what I'm talking about."
"Why would you ask that kind of question?" The chopping resumes. He has his back to you, so you don't know what his face looks like. He gives nothing away.
"Because sometimes, I just want to know what's going on in that head. I want to talk to you."
"We are talking."
"You are not talking to me."
Kageyama's stare turns to a full-on scowl and that irks you even more. How dare he show you that face when he's the one who can't even answer you?
For days on end, you've been wondering why in the world were you even together in the first place. Kageyama has never been vocal with his feelings. Neefless to say, sometimes some words of affirmation would've been nice for you to hear, especially when they're so scarce. The thing is though, that words are not Kageyama's forte. They never had been.
Yet, he'd always made sure to make you feel loved in his own manner; a chocolate bar on your desk that you find after he leaves, a note saying that he bought food for you on the fridge, a small kiss to the temple to signal you that he made it back home.
But that doesn't exist anymore. Either he's now so comfortable that he takes you for granted, or he just does not care.
"I'm asking you if you love me still," you can't help but choke up, "and you can't even give me an answer."
He stares you down with such intensity that you almost dodge his gaze. But you merely lift your chin up more defiantly, eyes as hard as the dense silence descending upon the kitchen.
It's useless. Nothing good might come out of this.
You turn away with another sigh that resonates throughout your entire body, "just leave it."
Your body moves on its own accord out of the kitchen until Kageyama's hand snaps out to grab yours, holding it in place.
You hear him breathing hard, almost shaking. But you don't turn, for fear that he'll spot the tears in your eyes. He hates seeing you cry.
"Y/N," he rasps out as if it pains him, "wait."
"For what? For you to apologize and then go back to how we were? How we are?" Your lower lip trembles, "I can't do this anymore, Tobio."
You tug for him to let go but you're met with resistance.
You do it once more, only for Kageyama's grip to tighten.
Finally, you swivel around, ready to bark at him for being so stupid when he lets out a strangled whisper, "don't."
"What?"
"...don't...go."
A small pause as you take in his words. Then, you murmur out, "give me one good reason why."
Kageyama struggles to find a coherent answer. You know him well enough to imagine the way he's tensing his jaw, the way he looks at the ground like it might give him inspiration.
And like every other time, you wait.
Because that's what you do best.
That's what you always do for him.
"I--" he hesitates, prompting you to turn around only to find him holding back choked tears. It stuns you, for you've never actually seen him emotional, not since the start of your relationship.
"I--I can't do this," is what he manages to come up with, "not without you."
And then, as if sensing it's not enough, he follows that up with, "--I'm sorry."
You cave in. Pull him in as your hands loop around his waist before tugging him into a hug.
He all but collapses into you, burrowing into the side of your neck as you feel the heat of his breaths, the trickle of silent tears along your skin.
"I'm sorry," he mutters once more, the words vibrating against your nape. He tightens his hold like this might make up for it. It does, for the mosy part. You can count on your hands how many times he's taken initiative to hug you.
It feels nice.
"I'm very tired Tobio," you say softly into his hair, "I'm very tired."
"I know."
"I don't know how much longer I can do this."
He doesn't say anything. Just hugs you tighter.
"Just--please don't do this to me. It--it hurts."
He nods, "I'm sorry, Y/N."
"I know."
Nothing else needs to be said. You don't know how much time you spend in his arms but that night, he's not the first one to let go. You do when you realize that the laundry is calling for you.
"I have to go take them out," you start pulling away, though Kageyama is quick to hold you back to him.
Your eyes flutter up to his face. He's already looking at you, dark orbs searching your features for a silent question that he can't--won't -- say out loud.
Then, slowly taking his time to closw the distance, his mouth hovers over yours for a moment of hesitation.
He kisses you softly. Like it's the first time. For a moment, you stop breathing.
It takes you a moment to kiss back just as softly. Tenderly. The kiss is short and sweet, and everything that makes your heart burst in your chest.
Your body can't help but tremble in his arms.
"I'm sorry," he can't help but mutter in-between kisses against your mouth, "I'm so sorry."
Your answer is a deeper kiss, one that causes his head to buck back as a small gasp dies in his throat.
You pull back only when he's a gasping mess of heavy breaths and mussed-up hair, looking down at you through half-open lids as desire swirls through his dark pupils.
"Just don't do it again."
He nods curtly. Leans down once more to claim your lips.
And you close your eyes in bliss.
This is home to you.
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artichow · 11 months
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Mayblade 2023 day 1: The Past
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taelia15 · 1 year
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lasting impression
pairing: kageyama x f!reader genre: light angst, fluff cw: none wc: ~4.5k
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You reach up to lift the headset off his right ear. “What are you listening to anyways?” 
Tsukishima stops walking, pulling the headset down to let it rest around his neck. “Nothing that interests you.” 
As you’re about to pull yours out of your bag, he clears his throat. “I only invited him because of you. If you don’t want him there, I can kick him out or disinvite him.”
He can’t keep you away from him, but he certainly can keep him away from you. 
“About that, I may end up not going. No need to go through all the trouble.” 
He’s silent. Thinking. What is it now to make you say that? It happens all the time when you… “You didn’t eat lunch again, did you?”
He reaches into his bag and rummages around. “Here.”
You look over to see him pull out a bag of caramel corn chips. 
He holds it out towards you. “They’re your favorite.”
“No, they aren’t.”
“You eat them all the time.”
“I snack on it doesn’t mean I like it.”
When you were younger, you always gave away your food to others. It started off as a trade at first. If there’s nothing to trade, you would share. Then it ended up being given away altogether, to those who didn’t have any and to those who were still hungry. Never once did you ask your parents to give you more. 
Bullies picked on those whose parents didn’t have the means to buy them the good snacks or the necessities. They never picked on you though. If they did, they wouldn't know what hit them.
Nowadays, there’s times when you don’t eat during the day. Breakfast will get you through school until it’s time to go home. 
It’s where Tsukishima comes in. He knows, sees it from afar. He’ll buy or grab something extra in case you ask. Also, the fact your mother asks him to keep an eye on you.
“Fine. Don’t ask me for it later.” He throws it back into his bag. “One day it’ll come back and bite you in the ass.”
Selfless.
Too generous.
Traits Tsukishima wouldn’t use to describe himself.
One thing he doesn’t understand is how you’re so down to earth being around him and everyone else.
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll see if one of the others will come with me to get food after school before your practice…” Your voice trails off. 
Tsukishima follows your gaze. “I don’t know what you see in him.”
There’s no way he knows. “Whatever Tadashi told you, it’s not true, okay?”
“Are you saying he’s lying?”
He’s not. You don’t know if what Yamaguchi asks is a trick question. What do you think of their setter? Originally, you assume he’s talking about Sugawara. It turns out he’s not. 
“He’s- I…” You’re at a loss for words.
“If you’re only going to be here one more year, wait until you’re in college and find someone better…”
“It’s…” He’s right. Come and go. No one will ever notice. They’ll forget all about you during their third year. And afterwards, whether they go to college or when they go pro.
“…someone who actually deserves you.”
Deserves? 
“Wow. A little too much thought, don’t you think?” You stop at your classroom door. “We all know you don’t like people, Kei.”
He halts his footsteps, pointing out the obvious reasons. The one main reason. “I don’t like him.”
Message received loud and clear. “It’s nothing. It’ll blow over.”
“I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
Homeroom is in front of you, for the hour-long period of the week. There’s much dislike all around. No privacy. Everyone is all up in everyone else’s business. It’s not one you look forward to. 
“I promise you I won’t.” When you peek in, Kageyama’s in his seat with his head down on his desk. 
He senses it’s a moot point. It’s hard to convince you to see his way. You never do for as long as he can remember. He dismisses what you say. “I’ll let you decide what’s best for yourself.”
You’re lingering at the door until he gives you a small push inside. “Go on. Your boyfriend’s in there.”
The push is not enough to make you stumble forward, but he’s already halfway down the corridor when you pop your head back out.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” you whisper-shouted, straightening the bag strap on your shoulder. You don’t know what Yamaguchi told him. It’s why these things are better kept to yourself.
He turns around and smirks a bit, continuing walking. “He can be.”
No involvement.
Keep your distance.
No harm done.
It’s silly really. You barely know him. What’s with all the bull from earlier? It’s one or the other or none at all. “No, he won’t ever be.” 
After glancing back at you, he yawns, “Want to bet on it?”
“Mind your own business!” you hiss.
With a wave of his hand, he turns to go into his classroom. “See you later.”
A sudden hand resting on your shoulder makes you jump. “Bet on what?”
Hinata cranes his head around you to see who you’re talking to. 
Seeing who it is, you heave a sigh of relief. “Nothing.”
“I didn’t see you at lunch today.”
“Oh. I had stuff to take care of.” Questions for a different teacher. The current classes aren’t cutting it nor challenging enough. You know you can’t skip a grade, so you’re trying to cram everything in two years. 
He stretched and yawned while walking with you to your seat.
“Did you at least eat?” he asks, stopping at your desk. 
It’s what you don’t do if you don’t have time. Grab a bite after school or at home. “I’ll get something later.”
When dropping your bag onto the floor, you hear a yawn again. “Long night?”
Hinata nods, “We stayed out too late during dinner. You should’ve come with us…”
His eyes land on Kageyama.
Hinata then nudges you. “l/n-san, do you have anything to draw with?”
“Wait, what?”
“Can I see your pencil pouch?” You hand it to him and he digs around. “Do you have any colorful markers?”
It’s a weird request coming from him. “No. There are pens.”
“Nah, they won’t show up on skin. Do you have anything else?” He sets the pouch atop your desk.
There’s a permanent marker in there you don’t want to mention. It’s difficult to get the ink off skin without the right ingredients. “What are you… doing?”
Hinata points to the culprit. You follow his finger, landing on the person with his head down on the desk.
You back away from him. “Oh, no, I don’t want any part of it.” 
“He won’t know what hit him.” Kageyama will never expect it from someone who’s a polar opposite, you, who doesn’t want anything to do with him. Hinata turns, not realizing you’re moving away from him. “l/n-san?”
He tugs on your sleeve. “Please, l/n-san. There’s got to be something you have.”
It’s unknown why your eyes wander to the side of your bag where a tube of lip gloss is tucked in the pocket. “I only have peach lip gloss.”
Hinata’s eyes light up. “Oh! Where is it?”
“It’s- it’s in my bag.” It’s snatched out of the side pocket in a hurry. He stuck out his hand expecting you to drop it into his palm. The grip on it all but loosened. “It’s not cheap buying one of these.”
“What’s so special about it? Can’t you buy one at a convenience store?”
You look down at the logo on the side of the tube. “No, not this brand.”
His head swivels back and forth between the two of you. “I dare you, l/n y/n, to draw on Kageyama’s face with lip gloss.”
This isn’t how you want to make a lasting impression. “I’m sorry, Hinata-kun-“
“I triple dog dare you!” Hinata exclaims, catching everyone else’s attention.
The nosy classmates nearby stop talking. 
“No one else has the guts to!”
“Do it, l/n-san!”
“Oh! Kageyama-kun will be furious.”
It’s hard to know who’s saying what with everyone egging you on. One moment you’re at your desk. The next you’re in front of him. How can he sleep through all this noise? The ruckus from how you end up here. Classmates whispering behind you. 
Hinata clasps his hands together, silently pleading with you.
If it’s one thing you’ll go down for, it may as well be this one. You’re never one to take on dares. Besides, you don’t need your classmates' approval. 
Quietly, you unscrew the applicator from the tube of lip gloss. Your hands are shaking as you slowly bring the applicator to Kageyama’s cheek. Thinking applying some onto your finger is better, you withdraw your hand.
Hinata eyes you. “What are you doing…” 
If you didn’t have a crush on him, it’d be a piece of cake. It’s not blatantly obvious, so you were safe.
Rumor is he has a soft spot for someone.
It’s always the cute and popular ones who got you. You had a tendency to like people who would never like you back. They always revealed to you they did, a few years down the line and a little too late when you no longer saw them. By that time, both of you have moved on.
“I can’t do it.” 
He grabs the tube out of your hand. 
You watch as he unscrews the cap. As he wedges himself in between the desks and about to draw on Kageyama’s face, you whisper, “Is his face clean?”
It’s true though. The two of you are acquaintances. It drifts more so to the classmates and stranger side. Why put a brush you use on your lips onto another’s face? 
Hinata stops midway, pushing the applicator back into the tube. “Oh… Right, right.”
He hands it back to you.
Maybe you should swipe some onto your finger.
There’s no doubt he’ll bite your head off if he catches you.
“I’m not backing out of it.” When you swipe a glob of it and drop the tube into your pocket, you squat down in front of his desk. With your heart pounding harder and harder as you gently lift his bangs, you end up drawing a heart on his forehead with the gloss.
There’s snickering all around you.
His head shifted when you lifted your finger from his face.
All you have to do is get back up and go back to your seat then you're free and clear.
Whether the smell of the lip gloss got to you or the lack of eating a proper lunch, you lost your balance and fell backwards.
Hinata jumped up from his seat, hurrying over. “Oh no! Are you okay?”
Kageyama’s eyes pop open. After blinking a few times, there’s a brief flash of anger in them from hearing Hinata’s voice and seeing him crouch down in front of his desk. It disappears as soon as his eyes land on you.
“I’m fine.” You looked anywhere but at the person whose face you drew on.
The whole ordeal made you lightheaded. When you tried to stand up on your own, you couldn’t.
“Do you need a hand?” He reaches out towards you. Before you’re able to take his hand, someone else smacks it away. 
“She doesn’t need your help.” 
Both your heads snap in the direction the voice comes from.
“Excuse me?” You can’t stop staring at his forehead. His bangs are sticking to the oil residue.
“Kageyama! I’m trying to help!” Hinata cries.
Kageyama rubs his eyes and sits up. It’s then his hand briefly swipes his forehead. There’s confusion on his face when he looks at his fingers. When Hinata helps you up, his gaze returns to you. “She can get up on her own.” 
You make it a point by slamming a hand onto the edge of the desk. There’s a few gasps behind you. “Now listen here-”
“l/n-san, let’s go.” Hinata leads you away before you can give Kageyama a piece of your mind. He apologizes profusely to everyone the two of you walk by while you're boiling with anger. Once the door to the classroom is out of earshot, he lets out a breath. “A very close one.”
“Shouldn’t have stopped me.” Now you don’t want to study with Tsukishima later because he’ll be there. You’ll definitely rip him a new one then. 
He pats your arm. “You deserve better. Don’t waste your time on him.” 
“I’m not.”
Hinata continues, “He’ll never change. It’ll always be the ol’ grump and his volleyball.”  
Who’d want to change him? He’s a dumb jock. Only one thing is important to him. You hate to stereotype. It’s nothing but the truth. It’s better to keep all interactions down to the bare minimum else they drag you down with them or you get hurt along the way. 
“He’s not my type.”
Hinata stops. “Who is your type?”
It’s a good question. “I don’t know anymore-” 
“Don’t tell me it’s Tsukki!”
You roll your eyes. So many people misunderstand. 
“He’s a good friend-“ A rumbling noise from his stomach interrupts you. “Er.”
He grins sheepishly. “Sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it. It’s not a big deal.” You’re in the same boat.
“Say, l/n-san, since you didn’t eat anything all day, do you want to go get pork buns after school?”
“Sure.” You don’t really eat them. The outer part is fine. It’s the filling. Is it weird if you don’t want it?
“Where do you want to-” He doesn’t get to finish his sentence because he’s yanked in the direction both of you are coming from.
When you turn around, Kageyama is holding a struggling Hinata by the collar. “What the-”
“Let me go, Bakayama!” His swinging fists hit nothing but air. 
In an uninterested tone, Kageyama explains, “Sensei’s looking for you.”
Did he or one of the others rat on you?
Hinata stops for a split second. “You’re lying!”
The teacher pokes his head out of the classroom. “Hinata-kun, I need to see you for a moment.”
Kageyama drops him. “Told you.”
Hinata takes another swing at Kageyama when he walks by him and misses. “l/n-san, I’d watch out for this one-”
It’s then your surroundings start to spin making you hold on to the wall.
Both of them are by your side in a flash. 
“l/n-san-“
You hold up a hand to stop him. “I’m fine. I need some fresh air.”
“Hinata-kun!” the teacher calls again.
He doesn’t know what to do. Leaving you alone with Kageyama is the last thing on his mind. He sees the teacher waiting at the classroom door. Shoulders slumping in defeat, Hinata finally says, leaving, “Bring her to the nurse, Kageyama.
“We’ll talk later, l/n-san.”
Kageyama brushes by as you groan inwardly before turning around. 
At the pace he walks, he’s a few feet ahead of you when you take a few steps. 
He watches you move at a snail’s pace. “You do know we have stairs to take.”
They need to install a bench in this hallway. Maybe he’ll go away if you end up sitting there on the floor. 
While you’re still a ways behind him and after him having turned around more than several times to see where you are, you wave him off. “I got it.”
“You’re so slow,” he adds.
You clenched your fists. How you wished Hinata landed a punch earlier. “No one asked you to come. I’m perfectly capable of going to the nurse alone. I don’t know why you took his place and I certainly don’t need your snotty comments either.”
It’s not where you want to go. Now you’re unsure why a crush on him exists and glad you aren’t friends with him. From the looks of it, anywhere away from him is good.
Once reaching the top of the stairs, you hesitate. The question is can you make it down to the bottom with two close calls happening earlier. You place a shaky hand on the railing.
He warily looks down the stairs and then back at you. “If you can’t walk down the steps-”
“What happened to ‘She can do it on her own’?” A tone of mockery in your voice. It’s his words. He’s right though. You don’t need anyone’s help. The first step down you take, he grabs your free arm. “You’re joking, right? Do you want me to be the laughing stock of the school?”
He still doesn’t let go when you take another step. 
The death grip he has on your arm is starting to hurt. “You’re going to make me fall.”
When you pry his hand off your arm, he offers his other hand to you which you don’t take. “No thanks. I’m not injured. There’s no need-”
It’s the next step that has you all wobbly and you grab onto his arm to steady yourself. 
“Sorry,” you mumble, quickly letting go.
He looks bored and tries to hide a yawn.
“Whatever.” You roll your eyes and proceed to go the rest of the way yourself. Where are you going? Outside. “Go back to sleep.”
“Baka.” It all happens in a blink of an eye. He pulls your arm to go down the steps with him. “You woke me up.”
Your cheeks flushed hot with blood. “Do you understand what no means?”
His fingers tightened around your arm. “Hold on.” 
There’s nothing else you can do. Only follow unless you want to tumble into him and down the stairs.
The direction he’s leading you is to the place you don’t want to go. “Can you not bring me to the infirmary? I don’t want to deal with my parents.”
They will get on your case about not eating properly.
Kageyama doesn’t answer. He turns the other way and goes to the lockers. A few seconds later you’re in front of yours. 
“How do you know where my locker is?”
After making sure you can stand on your own, he removes his hand from your arm. He pauses after opening your locker.
An envelope somehow found its way into your locker earlier this morning. Since you were in a rush, you didn’t have time to look at it. It may not have been for you either. It’s forgotten about until now. 
Did he see it? “Can you not lo-”
He takes your shoes out, placing them on the ground. “Change your shoes.”
Seeing you’re not moving an inch, when he’s about to squat down, you stop him. “I’ll do it myself.”
Does he even know or remember your name? During the bit you spend swapping shoes, he disappears when you attempt to ask. “Kage- Oh.“
If he brought you all the way down here to leave you by yourself, what’s the point?
You’ll go outside yourself. As you’re about to put the indoor shoes away, someone grabs them and tosses them into your locker. “Hey!”
It’s him again. The disregard he has for your belongings.
His eyes linger on the envelope. You’re about to ask him to grab it for you when he slams the door shut. “Can you walk on your own?”
He’s still staring at your locker. Is he angry? Does he know who put the envelope in there?
“You didn’t answer my question. Where are we going?” You reach out to open it. “If we’re going outside, I need my gloves.”
Your hand doesn’t make it to the handle. He swats it away. You jerk your hand back, rubbing the spot he hit, pain shooting through it. It’s your locker to begin with. “What is your problem? I don’t need-”
The scarf hiding in his other hand, he wraps it securely around your neck. It covers your mouth, muffling the rest of your words. He tugs on your arm to the doors. When he opens them, a chill in the air hits the two of you and he sneezes. The sun glares down from the sky. You’re expecting it to be warm from the sunshine and forgetting it's winter. He leads you out through them to outside. The rest of the way there’s silence until he walks you to a bench near the vending machines. “Stay here.”
When he lets go of your arm, you pull the scarf down from your face and force yourself to sit. There’s not much else you can do except run back inside, if you can make it back in. 
The coins makes clinking sounds as they drop into the vending machine. When he comes back, he hands you a carton of milk. It’s the one he normally gets.
“I can’t do regular yogurt or milk. It gives me a stomachache.”
He unwraps the straw and sticks it into the carton, offering it to you again. This time the straw is in front of your mouth.
“I really can’t or I’ll have to go to the infirmary.” If it’s an ingredient or diluted, yes, you can take it. Otherwise, your stomach would be making gurgling noises the rest of the day.
“Can you hold it for a second?”
You reluctantly take it from him while he goes back to the vending machine.
He could’ve put it down on the unoccupied part of the bench next to you. Hinata would’ve asked what you wanted too. When you scanned the top part of the school building where your classroom is, no classmates were hanging out of the windows.
It’ll be the day when Tsukishima finds out about this.
“Take it.” 
Without glancing at it, you shake your head. 
“Don’t tell me you can’t drink this one too.”
When you look up, he’s holding a bottle with polka-dot blue and white packaging.
“I don’t want it.“
“You couldn’t even walk down here yourself-“
“I could’ve-“
He cuts you off again, not letting you argue. “You either drink the one I gave you earlier or this one.”
This is the most he’s said to you in the span of a few months. All the times you’ve gone to his games, you weren’t there for him. Yet somehow he always wound up stealing the show. “I need to go back-“
“You're not going back until half the bottle is gone.”
It’s not your go-to drink. “What makes you think I can stomach this?”
He places the bottle in your hand to pick up his drink and sits down next to you. There’s barely any room already. If you scoot over, you’ll fall off the bench.
It’s awkward. You stay silent watching the condensation drip down the side of the bottle. 
He’s called you names, manhandled you, smacked your hand, and now forcing you to drink something against your will. Then there’s the fact he didn’t have to accompany you, his scarf, and buying/offering the drink. Were all guys like this or only him? Or were you thinking too much into it?
He sipped his drink until you heard the carton being crushed.
You reach into your blazer’s pocket and pull out a dot pixel pocket monsters handkerchief. “Here.” 
He doesn’t know what to do with it when you hand it to him.
“Your forehead.”
“Oh.”
He must’ve forgotten about it.
“Nevermind.” The other pocket of your blazer had a packet of tissues. It’s never understood why your mother made you carry a handkerchief to begin with. You didn’t have a choice on the design either. It was a gift from one of your younger cousins. They’re obsessed with it. One of them picked it out of the lot for you before you could pick one out yourself. It’s cute though, but not what you would’ve picked.
It’s for looks only. A plain one works the same way.
“I, uhhh- what is this for?”
“Right.” Reaching into your pocket again, you pull out the compact mirror and place it in his hands. 
He sits there cluelessly. “I don’t…”
“Talk about being slow,” you mutter, grabbing the mirror back to stuff into your pocket. Your fingers brush the snap clip inside. Grabbing hold of it, you place a hand on his shoulder for support then hopping off the bench to stand in front of him. “Here. I’ll clean it up.”
After pulling out a tissue from your pocket, when you try to wipe his face, he shrinks back giving you a disgusted look. “You can walk around the rest of the day with a shiny forehead or you can sit there, not move, and not look at me.” 
It’s your doing to begin with.
He moves forward, allowing you to wipe the residue off the bangs. His forehead is hot to the touch when your pinky brushes his temple and he looks away. Snapping the clip open, you gather the remaining loose hair on his forehead and clip it to the top of his head. You quickly wipe the rest of the gunk off. “There. Do you want to check to see if it’s all gone or-”
“l/n-san! Sensei is looking for you!” 
When you glance over to where the voice is coming from at the school building, a classmate is waving at you, motioning for you to go back. Another sneeze escapes the person beside you.
As you unwind his scarf from your neck in a hurry, he stops you. It’ll be the day when a friend or classmate catches you with it. “I can’t. It’s not mine. Plus, you sneezed twice already.”
You don’t know how to explain when someone puts two and two together to find out you’re the cause of him getting sick.
His hand grazed yours when he reached for the scarf. Afraid he’ll swat at you again, you jerked it out of his grasp. “If you hit me again-“
He adjusted it tightly around your neck then held his hands back. “Give it back to me later. I don’t want you to get sick.”
“Says the person who sneezed twice already.” You reach down and flick him on the nose, grabbing your bottle before leaving. When you’re about halfway towards the doors leading inside the school, you turn around. “I owe you one!”
Without waiting for his response, you bolt towards the door.
“Wait!” He’s too late. You’re nowhere in sight when he realizes he’s still holding the handkerchief in his hand.
His hand clenches around the piece of cloth. A strong surge of emotions start to overwhelm him. It’s very rare for him to come across someone who’s not afraid of and will stand up to him. Anyone else will be running the other way. He usually swears out of frustration. Not one single word leaves his mouth. He can’t… in front of you. It’s not possible. No, it can’t be. There’s a chance something, someone out there who’s more important than a sport. 
“l/n y/n,” Kageyama whispers to himself. “What did you do?”
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byunbqbes · 2 years
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(人◕‿◕) 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (•◡•) - matchup for @011tsukishima
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AAAAA this is giving grumpy guy x sunshine(ish) girl energy
BUT also enemies/frenemies-to-lovers energy !!!
tsukishima is that one guy who doesn't hold back and spits facts, and that might piss you off at the start!
a lot of witty quips and back-and-forths
"let's see who can out-sass who"
tsukishima realises he likes you when he sees you hanging out with other guys and gets this weird feeling pooling in his stomach (spoiler: it's jealousy, even though he tries to deny it when yamaguchi brings it up)
he's that guy who will casually confess to you in a middle of a sentence and act like it's no big deal when he probably has tried a thousand ways of saying "will you go out with me" to his mirror
in a relationship!!! i can see a lot of bickering (haha surprise)
he will literally stare blankly at you from afar and smile to himself
especially when he catches you being clumsy
WILL GET CAUGHT BY HIS TEAMMATES FOR STARING but this boy would rather die than admit he's been stealing glances at you
A LOT OF TEASING,, i can see him trying to push your buttons and tick you off purposely just to get some sort of reaction out of you. and i can see a lot of wife-y action going on here
"tsukishima. please stop that 🙄."
"oh."
but all teasing aside, this boy is willing to let his guard down for you (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡
he likes the feeling of your head on his shoulder as you ramble about your life
he will literally make it his duty to make sure you feel okay all the time and catches on to any problems you may be having very easily because he's just that analytical and smart
gets possessive easily too
"do you guys have any business with my girlfriend here?"
a lot of simple and cute dates like reading together on a lazy saturday afternoon
going to parks for walks and watching movies together in the cinema
sitting in empty parking lots in the middle of night as you two talk about life while eating burgers
repeat after me, tsukishima best boy (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )づ♡
a/n: wanted to give you sakusa kiyoomi but you looked like you would look good together w tsukishima ! so oh well !!
// photo credits belong to owners!
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trimisu · 2 years
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Oh yeah also also!!
Hq character and reader gets into a fight (they’re dating now, ofc fights are gonna happen once in a while)
Hq character says something along the lines of “im done” or “im tired” and reader misunderstands it as they meant their relationship
So the guilt, anxiety and fear starts crashing down and they’re lowkey hyperventilating and panicking
And then comes comfort hehe
Contain/s: mentions of hyperventilating, argument, angst with comfort
A/n: well, this took so long to answer :D
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"I am getting tired of this shit!" That's what their last words were before they left.
You were tired and stressed out, it was just a small misunderstanding, but you didn't expect that you will be screaming at each other. The fight went on for a while, exchanging profanities and insults at each other before your partner leave the house with a loud slam from the door.
Your feet were glued to the floor as you stared at the place where they last stood before they left. This is it. It's all over. There's a higher chance that they will pack up their things and leave you alone.
Guilt, fear, and anxiety crept into your body as you gripped your arms tighter, your heart began to ache at the thought of them leaving you. What do you do? What should you do? Should you run out of the house and look for them?
You were panicking as these thoughts run through your head, your hands were sweating bullets as you unconsciously rubbed your arms while you feel your tears prickled from your eyes. You felt dizzy as you rapidly tried to get enough air in your lungs, you can even hear your heart beating fast.
"It's going to be alright," you heard a familiar, soft voice. You look up to see your lover who came back with a look of concern on their face, "follow my breathing, slow deep breaths," you felt a warm hand lifting yours to their chest.
It was warm, you felt their chest heaving up and down slowly. You looked and followed the movement of their lips, it parted as they breathe in and pursed their lips as they breathe out. With a few slow deep breaths, you were able to breathe normally, though with a few sobbing sounds.
"Are you alright? Do you need anything?" You felt their thumb on your wet cheek, wiping away the remaining tears in your eyes.
You shake your head as a response, "listen, I'm so sorry about earlier! I...I let that situation the better of me and—"
Your partner cuts you off, "Hey, it's fine! I also felt guilty about what happened earlier... But I want to figure this issue out together once our minds are clear, yeah?"
Your eyes filled with hope and surprise, "y-you won't leave me, then?" Hearing your question made them surprised, did them walking out made you think of this?
"Of course not! I want you to know that no matter how many arguments or fights we have, I still love you and that won't change," you felt butterflies fluttering around your stomach as their eyes goes soft and their voice was raised a bit but in a softer tone.
You smiled as you felt their fingers interlocking with yours.
"Shall we hit the bed and talk about it in the morning?"
"Huh? Haven't you heard? You're sleeping on the couch tonight!"
"We both know that you can't sleep when I'm not next to you, (Y/n)..."
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lumiinix · 2 years
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You like him, he likes you too. It’s very obvious to those around you and even to you guys too, but the athletic career you two choose made pursuing a relationship very hard so none of you made a move. It’s like a silent agreement : “I like you and I know you like me, but I don’t think this relationship would work.” so instead, you two continued to support eachother.
It should have stay just that, it should have. You don’t want to hurt the other by not being there because of lots of traveling, and long distance relationship didn’t really sound good to you two. But when you found yourself being in the same place as him once again, maybe, just maybe, you think, this relationship might work out.
-Hinata, Kageyama, Ushijima, Oikawa.
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airbendertendou · 3 months
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for the wrapped event, 30 with Shoyo Hinata
angsy-ish yearning number 30 + timeskip!shoyo hinata
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"SOMETHING YOU LOVE TURNS TO SOMETHING YOU MISS!"
on the other end of the phone, your boyfriend shows off his gleaming tan happily. you know his phone is sat on the ground, angled just so you can see him hitting numerous tosses he's given.
seeing him happy made you grin. but, a part of you longed to be in his arms - longed to see him play in person. the warmth he'd brought ; the scent of his cologne mixing with his laundry detergent ; the thought was enough to bring tears to your eyes.
"did you see that?!" hinata grins as he grabs at his phone. you shake yourself from your reminiscing, docile smile painting your lips instead. "-like POW! and then he went WOAH! baby, that was such a good shot!"
you grin, "you always play so amazing, sho'."
his cheeks darken slightly, face tilting to the ground shyly. cheers and teasing is heard in the background - hinata ignores them to focus on you. his eyes droop, "miss having you hug me when i make a good shot. and your winning kisses. miss you."
you let out a sigh, laying your head on your arm. "miss you, too. only a few more days."
hinata nods, "a few more days."
——♡—— a lil short but <3 to the point i think
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