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#tanaka ryuu x you
t0yac1d · 2 months
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Cameras (Multiple Characters x F!Reader)
I wanna get freaky on camera, I love when we get freaky on camera
Warnings: Smut, teasing, finger sucking, oral (male receiving), the slightest bit of choking
Notes: Just a little something while I finish up some requests, enjoy my loves! Also there's like no fucking way that my story on Wattpad, which contains all of these and more, got removed the other day...I'm losing my mind over here babes.
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Thinking about how these men would actually be so obsessed and mesmerized by how you look that they just have to record and praise you.
They'll tell you just how pretty you are while also pushing up your skirt, showing the camera your pretty panties while pointing out the wet spot in the middle of them.
They'd push open your legs and tease you through your panties, focusing the camera on your clothed cunt. They'll move their hand up your body, camera following, as they squeeze and grab at your tits.
They'll ask you to take your shirt off while they push your panties aside, one of their fingers playing with your clit. They'd move the camera to focus on your face,
"Such a pretty girl..pretty, pretty, pretty.." They'd mumble, free hand moving back up your body and caressing your face. They'd run their thumb against your bottom lip and tell you to open up for them. You'd take their thumb in your mouth, sucking on it while making eye contact with them through the camera.
Their eyes would dilate and their jaw would go slack. You're just so fucking pretty.
"Wanna put on a show? Wanna show 'em how you suck on cock?"
You'd smile and pull their pants and boxer briefs down in one pull, taking their hard cock in your mouth.
Their moans can be heard clearly in the video. Their hand moved to the back of your head, just resting on top while they watched as you took him in your mouth like the good girl you are.
In all honesty, it didn't take him long before he cumming down your throat and all over your face.
The way you look up at him while sucking on his cock, and the way you give a little smile while doing so just ruins him. You make him weak.
You looked up at him, making eye contact, but not through the camera, no, over it. You look up at him with his cum decorating your face and tongue.
He stopped the recording and threw the camera on the bed. His hand wrapped around your throat and he pulled you in for a sloppy kiss. He tasted his cum that sat on your tongue, some of the cum that was on your face spread on his. He loves when you look so messy, face covered in his cum.
"Such a fucking pretty girl."
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Eren Yeager. Jean Kirstein. Kazuichi Souda. Nagito Komaeda. Rantaro Amami. Tengen Uzui. Akaza. Tetsurou Kuroo. Yuu Nishinoya. Ryuu Tanaka. Kei Tsukishima. Rintarou Suna. JJ Maybank. Billy Loomis. Carl Gallagher. Satoru Gojo. Kento Nanami. Fushiguro Toji. Mike Wheeler. Eddie Munson. Carl Grimes. Elliot. AND MORE!
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maria-chwan · 5 months
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Floating happiness (Nishinoya x Sick!Reader)
Warnings: Sfw. Reader uses "she" pronoun. Reader has hair.
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“I’m gonna see cheerleader pics soon… I’m gonna see cheerleader pics soon…”
Nishinoya was humming happily to himself as he skipped down the school aisle. He was looking forward to spending time with you and taking a chance to take a look at pictures you had taken at your cheerleader practice. 
Cheerleaders were so pretty. Their skirts swang left and right, which was one of the things Nishinoya was crazy about. Cheerleaders would do splits. Nishinoya would even witness them stretch in a million different ways, because you - a member of the cheerleader team - actually took videos of the stuff he wanted to see. Nothing pervy of course, you wouldn't go that far.
Nishinoya couldn’t help himself. He had a chance to ask a real member of the cheerleader team to photograph the stuff that he wasn’t permitted to see. Volleyball team members weren’t allowed to watch the cheerleader practice sessions, but you had agreed to grant his wish and actually show him the pictures you took. 
It was a dream come true. Noya didn’t hide the fact that your pictures were an addiction for him. He would stare at them on your phone screen and he would turn into an excited mess. 
Sometimes he told you he never wanted you to stop. 
Nishinoya turned around the corner and saw Tanaka. 
“Noya! You look excited!”
“Ryuu! Yeah, I’m gonna go see the pictures (Y/N) took in the last cheerleader practice! You should come with me!” 
“Didn’t you heard? (Y/N) is sick. She didn’t come to school today.”
Nishinoya halted. His face was completely shocked. 
You were weak and useless. Sickness was making you feel miserable. 
Somebody rang the doorbell. You opened the door. 
It was Nishinoya. 
He looked worried. 
“Hi”, he whispered, his eyes big and gentle. 
“Noya-kun? What are you doing here?” you asked, smiling nervously. You leaned against the doorway, feeling embarrassed to be seen in your weak state. 
“(Y/N)-chan? Why are you looking so nervous?” Nishinoya asked, stepping closer. He sounded concerned. 
Feeling flustered and tired, you leaned heavily against the doorframe. Hearing Nishinoya call you (Y/N)-chan… He was so sweet, calling you “chan”. 
“My nose is so stuffy”, you said helplessly, trying to explain why you looked so miserable. 
“You got a cold?” Nishinoya asked sympathetically. 
“Yeah”, you answered pathetically. You had tried and failed to make yourself feel better. You didn’t know what to do and you had to keep a packet of tissues close at all times. It was tiring. 
“(Y/N)-chan?” Nishinoya called you by your name, sounding worried. 
You felt his hand on your forehead, taking your temperature and pushing your hair to the side so that he could see your face better. 
“You look… rough. It must be tiring, having a stuffy nose when you are sick. You look like you haven’t eaten either.”
“Yeah…”, you answered quietly.
“You must have been looking nervous because you haven’t been able to take care of yourself and you were embarrassed to show it”, Nishinoya said.
You looked into his eyes. You felt grateful that Nishinoya had managed to figure out your feelings, to pay attention more than he had to.
Nishinoya looked like he had a plan. His eyes lit up and he tried to cheer you up. 
“Don’t worry, because I’m going to help you out! I know just what to do! Let me help you!” 
“Thank you, Noya”, you said, feeling like you were floating because you were so happy. You smiled at him, feeling relieved and grateful. 
Noya saw your smile and felt like floating himself. He tried to hide it, but he had the happiest smile on his face. 
“Let’s get you inside”, he said and guided you in. 
Noya made you sit at the dining table and warmed up chicken soup that he had bought for you. You were wrapped in a blanket and sneezed occasionally. Nishinoya wasn’t disturbed by your loud sneezes. 
The chicken soup smelled good and tasted even better. 
“You look really happy”, Noya said, blushing. You looked like the happiest girl in the world. Nishinoya loved it. 
“I am”, you said softly and sneezed loudly in a tissue. 
Nishinoya saw your expression change from sunny to dim and he was reminded of how tired you were. He thought he didn’t mind this change either. He was going to take care of you. That was his job right now. 
Nishinoya made you warm juice with honey and petted your hair while you drank it. When you were done he made you another cup and prepared everything for you to watch a movie. 
“Do you want me to stay?” he asked.
“Yeah”, you answered, smiling softly at him. 
You watched a movie together and when it was time for him to leave, he promised to bring you more food tomorrow. 
He stayed a long time at your doorstep, petting your hair for a long while before leaving. 
It made him flustered after, while he was walking home.
‘I was petting her hair a lot!’ he thought to himself. 
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sovtwords · 1 year
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Hiiii! Can i request from your prompt?
"I just...adore you?" With Tanaka?
It's cool if not. Just really enjoy your writing 🥰🥰
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for: haikyuu!!
pairing: tanaka ryuunosuke x reader
warnings: none!
w/c: 507
a/n: I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG OMG christmas period at work was just unbelievably stressful and i barely got time to do anything but BETTER LATE THAN NEVER. Thank you for your kind words, I hope you enjoy this lil drabble! Tanaka is a cutie <3
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Tanaka won’t stop staring at you.
At first it was sweet - the way he had his head propped up by his hand, cheeks squished and a charming, dopey smile plastered on his face.
Then, it became a little bit annoying - the way his chest would heave with what you assume to be a longing sigh, the sound drifting across the table in the library while you scribble your notes just that little bit harder into your copybook.
Now you’re considering contacting a teacher, or even a god damn police officer because this is getting a little bit ridiculous and bordering on harassment because he hasn’t looked away from you once since you sat down at the table to go over maths with him an hour ago and you’re beginning to get a little freaked out.
Was there something on your face? A pimple, a wart, a missing eye? Was he picturing someone else when he looked at you? Like Kiyoko, with her stunning, otherworldly looks and angel-like nature. You know he had a thing for her before, it wouldn’t be too far fetched, as much as it saddens you to admit. For all his idiocy and brashness, Tanaka was somebody you’ve come to care for a little more than a friend would. 
…maybe he hit his head in practice, and wasn’t 100% there. Suffering brain damage right in front of you.
Whatever it is, you’ve reached your limit of blushing and sweaty palms for the day.
“Can you stop staring at me? You’re really starting to freak me out. Like do I have a second head I don’t know about, Ryuu?”
Tanaka startles, his shaved head whipping up so fast, cheeks burning red with the embarrassment of being told off so blatantly. His eyes flicker from side to side, but when no immediate laughter comes from strangers, he deflates, and shoots you that same, silly grin he’s been sporting since you arrived.
“No second head,” he beams happily. You narrow your eyes.
“Ugly pimple?”
“Nope, and even if you did have one, I wouldn’t care!” 
You squirm in your seat. “Then what? I can’t be that interesting to look at. I don’t think you’ve heard a single thing that came out of my mouth since we started studying.”
Tanaka looks like he vibrating nervously in his seat, but before you can question if he’s going to puke or not, he blurts out:
“I just…adore you.”
You blink. You stare. You struggle to open your mouth and reply. Tanaka holds the stars in his eyes for you, laying them bare for you to touch.
And just like him, a dopey smile blooms on your face, which you promptly bury in the pages of your textbook, but you’re sure he sees the burning of your ears, if his happy laugh is anything to go by.
But the hand on your head is so gentle, and now you suddenly crave the stars in his eyes.
“I adore you too,” you whisper so quietly, and the fingers in your hair shake.
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no1frogfan · 1 year
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Endings and beginnings, part 2
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Tsukishima Kei x gn reader
Series synopsis: By all accounts, you’re happy. Five years out of college, your freelance art career is finally picking up and you’re able live comfortably between projects by bartending on the weekends. You’re surrounded by long-time friends and things are starting to get serious with your boyfriend. The cracks begin to form in the life you’re building when you hear from a mutual friend that Tsukishima is getting divorced. Tsukishima Kei, a person you used to consider one of your best friends, but whom you’ve spoken to only a handful of times since high school. You reach out to him for the first time in almost a decade, offering support to a friend you were once close to. As you gradually help him heal from his marriage, your old crush on him begins to resurface.
Chapter word count: ~2.2k
Chapter tags & warnings: alcohol, mentions of pregnancy, Tsukishima has a lot of negativity, discussion of divorce and emotionally abusive relationship
Note: The dialogue and organization for this chapter were so challenging to figure out. Hope it reads ok
Series masterlist < part 1 | part 3 >
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2. March
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Your attention is drawn to him the second you walk through the doors. He has the same standoffish demeanor that you remember from high school, the lightly furrowed brow, a frown perpetually tugging at his lips. Backlit by the lights behind the bar, Tsukishima’s hair could almost be mistaken for a messy halo.
“You ok?” Makoto looks at you with concern.
“Hmm?” You whip around to face him. “Oh, I’m fine babe. They’ve just really turned up the heat in here.”
“Yea, it’s practically a sauna. Why don’t I take your coat for you?”
You shimmy your jacket off and hand it over, thanking your boyfriend as he heads to the coat check.
The room feels both cozy and spacious, with a low ceiling and a large, open layout. The bar top curves all the way around the back of the room, and elegant, origami-inspired chandeliers hang low, giving off a dim and inviting glow.
Many friendly faces are engrossed in conversation around you, seated in small groups on plush, velvet couches or perched on padded bar stools. It’s been months since you’ve seen some of them. It’s understandable on their part, considering they have busy careers or are professional athletes. As for you, your schedule isn’t necessarily packed on a daily basis, but between juggling your projects on weekdays and bartending on weekends, it still feels like you haven’t been able to catch a breath.
You find the man of the evening, Kiyoomi, whose lovely wife organized this whole celebration - buying out the venue for the night and inviting all his friends. Despite his famously reserved personality, the soft smile on his face seems to indicate he’s having a good time tonight.
“Happy birthday Sakusa-kun!” You greet him as you and Makoto join the circle of well-wishers around them.
After thanking you, Kiyoomi continues recounting his recent trip to Paris with the rest of the Olympic team for 2 weeks of special training. Unfortunately, his wife had to stay in Tokyo to manage the new publicity campaign the Jackals are preparing to launch. When more people approach to greet Kiyoomi, you and Makoto take the opportunity to slip away and join another group of friends, chatting, joking, reminiscing, catching up. You both congratulate Daichi, who was promoted to fire lieutenant, and Shoyo, who just celebrated half a year with Asas Sao Paulo. You also toast to the Tanakas who are expecting another child in a few months. Kiyoko seems fairly relaxed about this pregnancy (their third!), but Ryuu is as nervous as a first-time father. Makoto sets about distracting Ryuu from his new baby anxieties, asking about the nitty-gritty of their preparations, about baby clothes, and doctor’s appointments, and juggling everything around two active toddlers.
You start to tune out the baby talk as you scan the room. You find him sitting in the same spot. Yamaguchi seems intent on keeping him occupied, mouth moving a mile a minute as Tsukishima perches at the bar facing slightly away from his best friend. Excusing yourself from Makoto and the Tanakas, you head over.
“Hey you two.”
Tsukishima’s eyes flit to you. He nods briefly in greeting before turning away again.
Yamaguchi, meanwhile, breaks out in a huge smile and pulls you in for a hug. “Hey! Good to see you, it’s been months!”
“Yea, it’s been ages!”
You’re all silent for a moment until you test the waters with a hesitant, “Sooo…how are you guys doing?”
Yamaguchi looks expectantly at Tsukishima. You do too, examining him closely for the first time in…3? 4? years. He’s still unmistakably him. Still gangly, impossibly long legs splayed out beneath him and lanky arms draped over the bar top. He’s grown into his body. His chest and shoulders fill out his button-down nicely, the sleeves tightening around his biceps every time he brings his glass to his lips. He’s slouching at the moment, which you don’t remember him doing much of in high school, but you’re sure he would strike an imposing figure if he pulled himself up to his full height.
When the blond doesn’t make a move to answer, Yamaguchi jumps in. “I’ve been good! Yachi too. I think I told you that we moved to the new apartment right?” You nod. “It’s amazing! The location is perfect and there’s so much natural light. We just got a cat too!”
“Wow! It sounds like you two are really getting settled in!” You try to draw Tsukishima into the conversation. “What about you Tsukishima? Have you started at the National Museum yet?”
“Yea, last month.” He gazes around the room aimlessly.
“Oh! Does that mean you’ve already moved down from Sendai?”
“Yup.”
“Some of the Karasuno guys and I helped drive his stuff down and get it all set up,” Yamaguchi chimes in.
“That’s nice of you Tadashi! And how’s the museum so far?”
The smile on your face falters as Tsukishima finally fixes you in his sights. He crosses his arms before snidely responding, “Shall we stop avoiding the elephant in the room?”
You look away, trying to hide from his piercing stare. Next to you, Yamaguchi fiddles with the cuffs of his shirt. Should you pretend not to know about his separation from Natsumi? A quick glance at him pushes that thought out of your head. No, he wants the truth. “I heard,” you sigh, unsure of what else to say.
The three of you freeze in that awkward moment for what feels like an eternity. You almost swear there’s a perverse pleasure on Tsukishima’s face as you and Tadashi steal uneasy looks at each other. He takes a languid gulp of red wine, grimacing as he swallows, letting the discomfort build and build before finally revealing, “The divorce was finalized last month.”
“O- OH.” Yamaguchi looks as surprised as you. “And, uh…how are you feeling Tsukki?”
“Happy? Sad? Angry? Who the fuck knows,” Tsukishima sneers.
“Why not all of them?” Yamaguchi jokes weakly.
Tsukishima lets out a scoff.
“Well, I for one am glad you’re in Tokyo now.” You reply cheerfully. “The three of us can have movie nights and pig out on cake together again.”
The muscles tense in Tsukishima’s neck. “Drop the charade, ok?”
“Sorry, what?”
“This. Whatever this is. Just. Stop.” His fists are clenched now, his tone venomous. “I appreciate you putting me in touch with your friend and all. Really. But you people don’t have to keep doing this whole fake thing where you act like you want to hang out or get coffee or catch up” - each phrase is punctuated by aggressive air quotes - “when we all know you’re just saying it to be polite. I know you can’t actually want to spend time with me because you barely know me anymore.”
You must look dumbfounded because Tsukishima’s expression softens slightly, but he doesn’t move to take back what he said.
“Tsukki-”
“Shut up Yamaguchi,” He flings every word like a dagger. “What’s the point in pretending? It’s not like you’re fooling me. I know I’m hard to get along with, ok? I’ve always been hard to get along with. I’m selfish, I’m mean, I have a shitty personality, and guess what? It’s even shittier now. I know I’m pathetic. I know I’m especially fucking miserable to be around right now. I know, ok? I KNOW.”
The air feels thick. Yamaguchi sits frozen like a deer caught in the headlights, wide eyes flickering between you. Tsukishima’s eyes sear into you. He downs the last of his wine, his knuckles white from gripping the stem of his wine glass so tightly, you’re sure it’ll snap in half any second.
He’s right, kind of. He’s changed a lot in the past 10 years, and your relationship has changed too. You can’t just pick up where you left off. The trust is gone and it doesn’t do either of you any good to pretend otherwise.
You take a step back and hold your hands up, palms facing him. “Tsukishima, I’m sorry I haven’t kept in touch much since we graduated, but I promise I do actually want to hang out again. I can’t speak for everyone, but I’m not pretending, and I’m sure Yamaguchi isn’t either.” Yamaguchi nods vigorously at that. You continue. “I’m genuinely happy for us to have the chance to rebuild our friendship.” You reach out to squeeze his arm softly before dropping your hands back down at your sides.
Tsukishima scrutinizes you before eventually lowering his eyes to the empty wine glass in his hand.
“Me too, Tsukki. Let’s toast to rebuilding,” Yamaguchi suggests, flagging down the bartender.
The three of you clink glasses. Tsukishima unclenches his jaw, though he still appears guarded.
Yamaguchi clears his throat. “Did I mention I got a promotion?”
“Oh wow, congrats!”
Yamaguchi turns to you. “What about you? Any news?”
“Not really, just been busy lately. I started at a new bar and business there is pretty good. I’ve been trying to wrap up a bunch of small projects right now too - got a big one coming up soon and it sounds like the timeline for it will be pretty tight.” You start to tell them about your upcoming postcard project and the atmosphere begins to relax.
Tsukishima goes back to people watching as you and Yamaguchi chatter on either side of him. Slowly, he begins interjecting snarky comments while you two carry on about nothing of importance. It’s surprising how quickly the three of you can nestle back into this familiar dynamic.
“I missed this. The three of us.” Tsukishima jolts you out of your nostalgia. He sounds wistful as he stares at the liquor bottles lined up behind the bar. “I wanted to keep in touch more too, you know. It’s just…Natsumi… she always felt left out when it was the three of us, so I didn’t reach out as much as I wanted to. I’m sorry. And-”
“It’s ok, you don’t have to apologize.”
“-I didn’t want to be a burden either. I realized I needed to learn how to be independent and solve my own problems instead of running to you two for help all the time.”
Emika’s words come back to you. “Did…Natsumi say that?”
Tsukishima looks at you blankly. “Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do in a relationship? Work things out with each other?”
“Yes and no… It’s always good to talk to your partner about your feelings and concerns about your relationship, but it’s also important to have other people to talk things out with too. Sometimes it’s just nice to have a place to vent about dumb things, but sometimes you really need an outside opinion, you know?” You prod a little. “I mean…didn’t she talk to her friends about your relationship?”
“Yea, but that’s different.”
You think you can read between the lines. “How is it different?”
“Well, you know what I’m like.” He shifts in his seat. “When we fought, she’d call them to talk and they’d support her, give her advice, help cheer her up… It helped her a lot I think…” Tsukishima trails off.
You see the gears turning in his head and decide not to push any further. “Well, I know we haven’t talked in ages, but I still consider you a friend.” You gesture around the bar. “You’ve got lots of friends here, actually. They were happy to help with the move and I’m sure we’re all happy to support you in other ways too.”
“Even Kageyama,” Yamaguchi laughs. That at least earns an eye roll from Tsukishima.
You open your mouth to hammer home the point, but Makoto walks up at that moment. He waves hello to Yamaguchi and you introduce him to Tsukishima.
“Babe, it’s time to go.”
You bite back a groan. Why did you agree to meet up with his parents tomorrow morning again? You buy yourself a minute by asking Makoto to grab your coat. As he heads off, you state firmly, “It was really good to see you both. Let’s go out soon, just the three of us, ok?” You give them each a small hug and head off after your boyfriend.
As you walk into your apartment, the exhaustion of the evening finally hits you. You sluggishly go through the motions, hanging your jackets up at the door, brushing your teeth, washing your face, and changing into pajamas before climbing into bed together.
Makoto’s arms are warm and comforting as he pulls you back against his chest. “Did you have a good time tonight?”
“Yea,” you yawn. “I’m really happy I got to see everyone. Thanks for coming with me.”
“Of course, I’m glad I got to see everyone too. My parents said they’re looking forward to catching up with us tomorrow.”
“Aww, that’s sweet of them.”
Makoto runs his fingers across your stomach and sighs. “The Tanakas seem really excited about their new baby.”
“Yea, I can’t believe they’re having a third. They make good parents,” you mumble, quickly drifting off.
He hesitates. “I think we’d make good parents too.”
Beside him, you’ve already fallen asleep.
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Rough Hands, Soft Touches :
P1: TANAKA.
I feel like some characters in Haikyuu have rough hands and can be slightly to very insecure about them, so I made a bunch of headcannon dabbles about it. This is P1 that contains Tanaka's drabble.
Haikyuu x reader
Tanaka Ryuunosuke:
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-He held you flat against his chest and you could feel his hand almost meet with your skin, but he pulled away and moved his hand back to where your clothing sat. He never actually let his hands touch your skin the more you thought on it.
"Ryuunosuke?" You muttered, looking up from his chest to meet his eyes.
"Yes sugar?"
"...why dont you ever let your hands touch me? Like, not to sound weird or anything. " you giggled a little after your sentence at how weird it sounded coming from your mouth.
He stopped and muttered a little.
"I.. my hands are rough and I don't wanna hurt you or make your uncomfortable. " he mumbled so low that you barely heard it.
"Ryuu..." you took his hand from where is was placed on your clothed side and moved it to your cheek.
He tried to pull away a little, but you kissed his knuckles.
"Its okay to have rough hands as long as it's only your hands that touch me okay?" You smile a little, turning his hand to press a kiss to his palm.
He turned red at your statement, letting you hold his hand to your skin, enjoying the soft feeling.
"You can touch me however you want Ryuunosuke, I know you would never hurt me." You give him a small, encouraging smile.
He thought a moment, letting his thumb carrass your cheek as he thought whatever movement he wanted to make over.
"C-can I touch your hair? If it makes you uncomfortable you ca-" he got cut off by your giggling and a kiss to the jaw.
"Mhmm, go ahead." You moved your head to be flush to his chest again, and felt a tentative hand start to brush through your hair.
He got confident after hearing your breathing relax and moved his other hand from his side to rest on the part of your hip where your shirt had slightly risen from, caressing your skin in small circles with his thumb when you made no movement to pull away from him.
You mumbled how the roughness of his hands felt nice in contrast with the softness of your skin and his face blazed and his heart did flips in his chest.
From that day forward any time you cuddled you started by moving one of his hands to be touching your skin in some way, a silent reminder that it was okay to touch you and you knew he would never hurt you.
He would never admit it aloud, but hearing the praises come from your mouth made him a little more pleased with himself and would always raise his mood when he needed the self confidence boost.
Just because he is tough and his hands are rough, it doesn't mean he never needed reassurance, and to know his partner was right there with him, and comfortable in every way: it made his heart flutter.
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spencerrxids · 2 years
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a serotonin fact
moonlight ( chapter 5 )
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series summary : in which izumi akari was supposed to be the star player in women’s volleyball history. she was a prodigy. she had her future set in the stone or so she thought. the once player from kitagawa daiichi ended up being a manager for the team she have found family in, karasuno. just when she thought her story was ending, a certain orange-haired boy appears along with a very familiar face as the new addition to the team. or in which akari meet faces that once was a part of her past along with the ones that would become a part of her future. the story of the second year manager of karasuno.
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pairing : kuroo tetsuro x izumi akari (oc), past! oikawa tooru x izumi akari
chapter summary : the nekoma vs karasuno practice game but let’s add an awkward fluffiness between akari and kuroo
based on : season 1, episode 12 - 13 [ the cat and crow reunion - worthy adversaries]
tags : fluff, awkward, kuroo being a chemistry nerd
wordcount : 4.5k
a/n : i’m convinced that kuroo is a casual wikihow user
Akari watches the interactions between the two teams. Scary how she realizes that Nekoma has their own Tanaka and Suga. She walks beside Kiyoko when Tanaka’s doppelgänger—she believes he was called Yamamoto by his teammate earlier—eyes fell onto the two of them. Out of instinct, she stepped forward slightly, attempting to conceal Kiyoko’s figure from his line of gaze with her body.
“Great. Just great. They have another Ryuu and Suga.” She commented to the older manager who chuckled at her words as they stepped into the gym. Kiyoko went to the other side of the gym when Akari’s eyes fell onto the interaction between the two captains almost immediately. “And another Daichi.” She continued to herself, eyeing the obscure hairstyle of the Nekoma’s captain that she had met days earlier.
If she had decided to stare a little longer, she would have seen the look on his face when his eyes fell onto her figure after Daichi had left him standing there alone to join the others. He looks at her as if he had just witnessed the greatest phenomenon in the world. Was it relief that he felt? His eyes lit up as he followed her movements. She’s real, he thought in his head. Subconsciously, his hands wander to make his appearance tidier as he smoothens the fabric of his jacket.
“Is that the Izumi Akari, I see?” Akari turns her head towards the voice to find that it belonged to Nekomata-sensei. With a small smile on her face, she bowed down to the elder man who she hasn’t got the chance to meet in years. She wasn’t fully expecting him to recognize her, for it has been years and the last time they met, she was dressed in black, mourning over the unfortunate ending of her beloved uncle—the only reason why she knew Nekoma's coach.
He looks at her as if reuniting with a long-lost granddaughter. “My. My. You've grown up.”
“Nekomata-sensei, It's been a while.” She greeted him. “I didn’t expect you to recognize me so quickly.”
The elder man chuckles at her words, shaking his head with his hands behind him. “Nonsense. I recognize those eyes everywhere I see them. If I had known that you managed this team, I would’ve answered those calls sooner,” he said before turning around to face some of his team members, making Akari look in the same direction. “Familiar last name, right boys? You might know her uncle, Izumi Touya.” She closes her eyes, nose scrunched up, not liking the fact that the elder man has just revealed. She could feel eyes looking at her, including the one from her own team.
Izumi Touya. The name is widely known by everyone on Nekoma’s team. A legend amongst them. He is like a little giant to them. It is not a secret that Nekoma has always been an amazing team. But, Touya, her late uncle, had brought Nekoma’s name to another certain level during his days. He loves to bring Akari to his games and practices, one time during a practice game with Karasuno where she first met the current coach of Nekoma when he was only a first year. Her uncle had also been the one that introduced her to the world of the sport that she holds so close to her heart. Tragically, he died at such a young age.
“Isn’t this time for us to start the game? My team is ready unless Nekoma needs to warm up a bit longer?” She changed the topic smoothly, her eyebrow raised almost teasingly at the end of her sentence. Just because her uncle once was a member of the team doesn’t mean she is going to let them have it the easy way. Nekomata chuckled, eyeing as Takeda and Ukai went to stand beside her. “Right. I don’t care if you’re the niece of our famous player,” His eyes went to Ukai. “Or if you’re not the old man. I’ll show no mercy.”
There it is, Akari’s eyes glinted in anticipation as she felt the tense aura between the coaches. They’re our fated opponents after all.
The corner of her mouth tugs upwards as Nekomata begins to walk away from the three of them. She looked down as a chuckle came out of her mouth, she hasn’t felt like this in forever. A grin formed on her face as she approached Kiyoko to help her with the equipment for the game. With his arms crossed in front of him, Ukai can’t help but smirk at the situation. Takeda on the other hand was feeling nervous as he eyed the coach beside him. “Should we be worried?”
Ukai put his hands on his waist looking at the team as Daichi prepared them for the game. He shakes his head looking at the supervisor. “Let me tell you something. At this moment, Karasuno not only has a good team, but they also have me.” He paused and then looked at Akari—who was talking with Kiyoko. “Even better, we have her.” Takeda followed his line of gaze, tilting his head confusedly—couldn't comprehend what Ukai was trying to tell him.
“We will now commence the practice game between Nekoma High and Karasuno High!” The match started with Karasuno’s new duo attack that evidently took the opponent team off guard. Akari smirked along with Ukai and Takeda at Nekomata’s reaction, eyes glinting triumphantly. She looked over to the bi-colored haired setter to see his response. The look in his eyes really reminds me of someone, she thought to herself.
She hums to herself when the libero manages to receive Asahi’s spike. “Their libero………Yaku Morisuke?” She thought out loud, tilting her head to the side. “We should watch him more. While everyone else was focusing on Hinata’s movement, anticipating that he would spike the ball instead of Asahi. A libero's eyes are only set on the ball and not the person. He is quick to respond to an abrupt situation.” She looked back to the court at the end of her sentence.
It didn’t take much time until Nekoma called out for a timeout. Akari approached Kageyama, handing him his water bottle. “Their setter………,” Her voice faded out as she trailed off her sentences, thinking of the words she should use. “Familiar, right?” The boy nodded at her words, knowing what she meant. She cast a glance towards the opponent team as they gathered around their coach. “He’s very observant. Try to be discreet about our strategy. He is very quick to read our moves, apparently.” She said to her junior before going back to her place.
The match continues after a short 30 seconds time-out. It seems that one of their players is now keeping his eyes on Hinata only, following his movement which results in him touching Hinata’s spike with the tip of his fingers. Akari had an amused look on her face as she watched Kenma perform a dump shot, catching Hinata off guard in the process. “What a good strategist.” She commented to herself, leaning her face onto her palm as she tilted her head slightly to the left.
***
When Nekoma won the first set, Akari could see the look of shock plastered on the orange-haired boy’s face as Inuoka blocked his spike. This goes on to the second set, where the number 7 of Nekoma still managed to block every single of Hinata’s spikes. She could feel Suga’s eyes on her as she puts on a calm face during both of the sets, contrasting her competitiveness during their game with Aoba Johsai. If this was an official game, her reaction would be totally different than now, Ukai would’ve dragged Hinata to the bench immediately and switched him with Tsukishima instead for the time being.
It doesn’t surprise her, the fact that they are losing to the opponent team. She sees this match as an opportunity, regardless if they win or not. The point of this practice game was to find the team’s flaw and to find a way to fix it later on. That’s the truest form of Nekoma and Karasuno’s bond. Behind all of that competitiveness, those matches where they go against each other, those rivalries stories, they have always helped each other improve to be a better team.
Her train of thoughts stopped when she realized the situation they are in right now. Her eyes slightly widened at the sight of Hinata who was about to spike the ball seconds earlier, it might seem usual, however, the fact that Hinata has his eyes wide open simultaneously caught the team off guard, even Kageyama who tossed the ball to him. Ukai immediately called out for a time-out—also taken back by Hinata’s sudden decision. In the end, it was decided that Kageyama had to give Hinata slightly weaker tosses, making an indirect delivery instead of their usual direct delivery.
She approached Hinata during the second time-out Ukai had requested. “Hinata,” She called out his name, making him turn around to face her, a nervous look on his face as he bowed down slightly, apologizing for keeping missing Kageyama’s tosses. “I’m not here to scold you. There’s nothing to be sorry about. Besides, we have Tanaka and Asahi who scored the points for us.” She eyed Tsukishima who made a side remark to tease the orange-haired boy before looking back at Hinata. “You’re not alone, you know. Even if you failed to do those spikes, we are here as a team altogether. We will all stand beside you, covering each other's mistakes. That’s what a team does, so don’t be so worried, Hinata.” She put on a reassuring smile at the end of her sentence.
The boy’s eyes lit up at her words, a sense of comfort covered his heart as he felt his nervousness slipping away. He looked around at his team who were standing around him. A team, he repeated in his mind as a smile makes its way to his face. “Thank you, Akari-senpai.” He said. “Thank you, everyone!”
The match went on for some minutes, Hinata still missed most of the tosses Kageyama gave him. But there is always progress in everything. There is no one who suddenly masters a certain capability with a snap of their finger or in a blink of an eye. Even a butterfly starts out as a caterpillar. That’s how she saw Hinata right now. A caterpillar trying to figure out his way to going to his full potential.
***
Akari has both of her eyes and mouth opened at the sight of the ball that drops to Karasuno’s side of the court, a final score for the Nekoma team to win. The tug of her mouth curved upwards so slightly as she tried to conceal her amusement. She let out what sounded like a mixture of sighs and chuckles out of her mouth as she sat back down beside Kiyoko, looking up to the ceiling. “Don’t blame yourself, Ukai-san. That was a fair game, we played earlier.” She said to the blonde-haired coach seated beside Takeda, a defeated look on his face.
“One more time!”
Heads turned to look at the orange-haired boy, including hers. Hinata stands in the middle of all of them, a determined look on his face as he suggests the idea to the opposing team to which Nekomata agrees, stating that the purpose of a practice game is to play as much as they need. Play against each other all over again, until they reached their ultimate goal for the day.
Then they played another game. Six of them, to be precise. Where Nekoma had won them all with a small gap between the two teams' scores. Akari looked over Kiyoko’s shoulder to check on each score of the game that she had written down on her notes as the game went by earlier, before looking back to the scenery in front of her. “Everyone is losing their energy now.” She commented. All of the team members, whether it’s from Nekoma or Karasuno, were all laying down on the floor, catching their breath. Her eyes landed on Nekoma's captain as he leaned on his knees for support, reminded by his impressive delayed spike earlier on the first game they had.
"Once more." Her head snapped towards Hinata again, a dumbfounded look on her face as she realized the boy seemed to not lose any of his energy since the game had begun. She watches as Ukai picks him up by the back of his shirt, scolding him for not having any sense of awareness of the fact that Nekoma has to go back to Tokyo by train soon. “How can a person be so energetic?” She wandered out loud to Kiyoko who shrugged her shoulders, facepalming at the sight of their underclassman too.
"Gather round!" The Nekoma team gathers around her, Kiyoko, Takeda, and Ukai as Karasuno do the same to Nekomata and Naoi. She took in the looks from the team members as her eyes fell onto each one of them from left to right, observing them slightly, making sure that her eyes didn't stare for a second too long than she intended to. Lastly, she let her eyes fall onto the Nekoma’s captain figure who stands closely to her right as she stands besides Ukai, she found his eyes were already focusing on her instead of the coach who was giving advice for them at that moment. Kuroo immediately averted his eyes away from her, turning his body slightly so he wouldn't be facing her anymore. She found herself furrowing her eyebrows at the boy’s behavior.
"Let's meet again in Nationals.” Ukai ended his speech then telling them to start cleaning up the gym for the day. Akari immediately followed Kiyoko’s steps as the older manager went to collect the water bottles. She found herself looking over her shoulder to where the Nekoma’s captain stood as he ordered one of his team members. She shrugged before copying Kiyoko’s movements once more.
On the other side, Yamamoto followed Tanaka to the storage room as they began to clean up the gym. Karasuno's second year turned his back almost immediately when he detected the others' presence in the room. A fake intimidating look covers his face as he looks at Yamamoto, almost menacingly. “What's up? You want to fight? Come on, City Boy." Tanaka motioned him to come over with both of his hands.
However, Yamamoto's nervous stance said otherwise as he flailed his arms up in the air, cheeks red while trying not to look Tanaka in the eyes. He began to stutter, changing his stance a few times, grabbing the hem of his jacket to ease his nervousness. “What is your managers’ name?” He finally blurted it out. On a different side of the court, both Akari and Kiyoko sneezed simultaneously.
Almost immediately Tanaka grabbed the front of Yamamoto’s uniform, holding him up as he went closer to him. “Why, you?! Are you planning to make a move on Kiyo-“ He fixes his words. “On our precious managers?! I’ll run my fingers through that fuzzy head of yours.” He said.
"No. I don't have the courage to speak to her.” Hearing Yamamoto’s reponse, Tanaka released his hold off of him, no longer holding the front of his shirt as he took a step back from the boy. A knowing look on his face. “Kiyoko-san. Her name is Shimizu Kiyoko.” Tanaka answered, the picture of the girl he holds dearly close to his heart fills his mind.
"Really? She's the very embodiment of that name."
"Indeed. Indeed. It also took a long time before I could speak to her, so I know how you feel."
“However,” He looks at the red-jacket boy directly in the eyes before continuing his sentence. “It’s not so bad when you speak to her and are ignored.” Yamamoto flinched at his words, waving his arms in front of him saying that the bar was set way too high for him to be able to handle it.
Both of the boys then let out a chuckle, finally realizing the similar personalities they have. With a wide grin on their faces, they exchanged their names, shaking each other's hands. At this point, Tanaka realizes the lack of curiosity Yamamoto has on their other manager. “And don't forget about our other precious manager. Although, my eyes will always be set on Kiyoko. Akari is a dear friend of mine.” Tanaka continued.
Yamamoto stared for a second. "Ahh, the other manager. Touya Izumi's niece.” As a member of Nekoma, he, too, has known about the famous former volleyball prodigy of Nekoma. To think that one day he would somehow cross paths with one of his relatives feels unreal because all of this time, Touya always sounds like a myth instead of a real person. “To be true, she kind of scares me with that intimidating look on his face earlier. I swear she has her eyes set on us the whole time, it kind of feels like being watched through a security camera."
Tanaka laughed again, holding his stomach this time. "That's our Akari for you. Always the observant one. You know, she has a reputation of breaking boys’ hearts on Valentine’s day."
Yamamoto's face dropped at the information, thanking that he doesn’t go to the same school as the girl or he might as well be one of the victims that she rejected. His mind went back to his captain as he recalled the scene that occurred earlier during the game. “Besides, it seems that she has taken the interest of our team captain. I caught him looking at her a few times during the game earlier.”
“The weird haired guy?!?!”
***
On the other side of the gym, Akari sneezed loudly, her eyes narrowed to the storage room door, having a feeling that Tanaka was talking about her. She had just walked past Kageyama as he kept muttering things that may have scared the blonde setter from Nekoma. Shaking her head, she found herself making a way towards the Nekoma’s captain as he just finished a conversation with Tsukishima.
"Ahh, youth.” She heard him comment.
Akari raised her eyebrows at the boy who seems to have yet noticed her presence behind him. She cleared her throat to gain his attention, who seemed to be a success since he turned around, almost shocked to see her behind him. Kuroo has his back straightened up when he realizes who was behind him. His hands once again subconsciously wander to make him look tidier as he lets his eyes fall onto the shorter girl who is looking up to him with an amusing look on her face.
“That was an impressive delayed spike you did earlier.” She lets the compliment roll out of her mouth. She was being genuine this time, the action did impress her earlier. A hue of red makes its way to Kuroo’s face as he averted his eyes away when he heard her words. Not wanting to look embarrassed at the sight of her, Kuroo leaned on his left side. “Oh thanks. You did great too.”
“I didn’t play.” She commented, eyebrows raised. It would look as if she was teasing him to other people. Kuroo’s level of nervousness went higher in a second as he kept failing to form words to her. “Ahh, I mean. You………did great too……because a team can’t be a team without their manager.”
Rather than clearing the situation, his words confused Akari even more as the fact that Nekoma doesn’t have any manager slipped into her mind. “You do realize-“ The boy immediately cut her words. “Forgot about that. For whatever reason there, I’m sure you did a great job for the team. I don’t need to be in the team to know that. I’m sure you’re a great person, after all.” His sudden compliment, makes her cheek slightly turn red, although the boy seems to not notice it.
The two stood there in silence for a second before Akari cleared her throat once more. “I’ve realized that I haven’t properly introduced myself a few days ago.” Her hand went in front of him, hanging there as it waited for the other party to hold it. “Izumi Akari. Karasuno Second-year manager.”
Kuroo took a few moments before grasping her hand. For the second time that day, their eyes connected to each other. Hands holding one another as Kuroo brushed his thumb over her hand so slightly that she might not even notice it. His hand lingered a bit longer as Akari retracted her hand back to her side. The brief interaction replayed itself in his mind. He found himself falling down the deep blue of her eyes that reminded him of moonlight, something he grew fond of these days. His name once again rolls out of his mouth, this time he did it correctly in his first try, not wanting to replay the scene from a few days ago. “Kuroo Tetsuro. Nekoma’s captain. Third year.”
An invisible red thread forms between the two as the fates begin to knit them together, connecting the two from pinky to pinky. The thread is far from being a straight line, still jumbled up in knots as their story has just begun. The sun and the moon finally found their way to exist together at the same time. A rare occurrence, indeed. The golden hue of his eyes found its way inside the deep blue hue of hers, swarming through it, getting lost into it. A few seconds that felt like forever, he thought to himself inside his mind.
“I didn’t expect to see you here, Chibi-chan.” Her eyes twitched at the nickname he gave her as the lie came out of his mouth almost naturally. If anything, Kuroo was silently praying to the moon that night, to be able to meet her again if it was really fate for them to meet again. The moon listened and answered his prayers. Thanking whatever greater power that has answered his prayer, he continued his words. “Izumi Touya’s niece, huh? I have wondered to myself who you might be, however that thought never comes to mind. I’m sorry for your loss.” He remembered hearing about the tragic accident that ended the life of the former volleyball star player. One whom he looked up to during his younger days until now. Never once did he ever think he was going to meet someone who was once a part of the late star’s life.
She averted her gaze, not liking to talk about her uncle. Out of all her remaining family members, out of all the one who stayed and not left her behind, she was the closest one to her uncle. It is almost haunting to talk about a ghost. A ghost, she thought in her mind, before looking back to the boy. “Thank you. All is fine now, it happened years ago."
Sensing her uncomfortable state, he smoothly changed the subject as the two turned to face the others who were cleaning up the gym. Akari’s eyes fall back to Hinata who was standing close to Inuoka as they both fanboys over each other. “Do you know that serotonin is often described as the happiness chemical?” His sudden question makes her turn around to look at the side of his face as his eyes are focused on the scene in front of them.
“Yeah. So I’ve heard.”
Now, it’s Kuroo’s turn to look at her as he holds his hand in the air. “It can be triggered by foods, exercises, sunlight and mostly happy memories.” A cat-like-grin formed on his face, one that reminded her of the cat in a certain movie. “I think this is it.” He paused.
“This is what?” She asked.
“One of those memories. Meeting you again.” A simple answer yet it was the one that turns her quiet as she just stares at the golden hue of his eyes. She has seen people that are happy to meet her. There’s Tanaka, Noya, Hinata, Kageyama. There’s the team who always seems happy to be around her. And yet, the first one to express the feeling verbally is the boy with golden eyes that resembles the color of a sunset. The sunset that got the privilege to see a glimpse of the moon before it vanished completely to the other side of the world. She had seen the look of happiness around her. So why does this feel different, she thought to herself.
What feels like forever lasted for 5 seconds as she gained back the control of her senses, a neutral expression went to her face masking the shocked look that was there for a split second. She turned her body, not facing him anymore. “Do you say that to all the people you meet?” She raised her eyebrow at him.
Kuroo opened his mouth before closing it back again, hesitating to answer her question as he took in the reality of what he just said a moment earlier. His gaze trailed to the side of her face, a quick smile formed on his face before he cleared his throat, leaning back and forth on his feet. “Just to those who the thought of keeps me awake at night.”
Akari scrunched up her nose, a thought slipped into her mind as she proceeded his words into her head. “Keep you awake at night? You sound like a creep just now.” She looks at him suspiciously, arm crossed to her chest. Kuroo, who just realized there’s a double-meaning to his words, straightened his back as he turned to her immediately. An alarmed look on his face as he shook his head repeatedly, hands waving around him. “I-It’s not like that. I’m not a creep. That was supposed to be a charm, you know? A charm not a creepy statement.”
“Am I supposed to fall down on your feet because of your love spell?” She ended her question while doing air quotes with her fingers.
“I was just hoping to get your number.” He muttered.
An amused look went up on her face once more. “Ah, so those aren’t genuine after all. You want something in return.” She sighed while closing her eyes. There’s an ounce of disappointment that she didn’t let out on the surface as it remains inside of her. “It was nice to meet you, Tokyo-san.” She said before walking away from the boy.
Yaku, who had just witnessed the end of the scene, couldn’t help but let out a laugh at his fellow third-year who is also his team captain. With a hand holding his stomach, he pointed at Kuroo. “W-what was that? Kuroo Tetsuro trying to hit on a girl. That was embarrassing.”
Kuroo turned around with an annoyed look on his face, as his eyebrow twitched at his friend’s words. “Yah, you shut up!” He grumbled, marching his way down to his teammates, wanting to distract himself from the embarrassment she caused him. Zipping his bag then throwing it over his shoulder, he avoided the sight of the Karasuno team. I didn’t lie at all. However, I’ll never open that green website ever again.
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kiwikyuu · 3 years
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summary — you're his light when life gets dark
word count — 456
genre — imagine ; angst, fluff
warning(s) — self-doubt, descriptions of suffocating, feelings of insecurity, major cheese at the end, cursing, not edited
a/n — honestly there needs to be more love for my baby tanaka but anyway, this takes place during their inarizaki match (ep: broken heart; ch: 260-264) but i've changed a couple things to match my writing
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❝ YOU KNUCKLEHEAD, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER! ❞
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They were targeting him—Tanaka Ryūnosuke, the weak link of Karasuno, the knucklehead wing spiker, the roaring player with holes in his defense and nothing but willpower on his side.
Tanaka couldn't breathe. He was drowning in his mistakes. The cut of the whistle and the smirk of the Inarizaki team as they cast their condescending glances his way was suffocating him, and he didn't have anywhere to go. He didn't know what to do.
He was supposed to be Karasuno's mental strength, cool under pressure and never backing down even when they faced powerhouse teams. Yet here he was reduced to a mess of a player.
They were in between plays now. Tsukishima had just set to Asahi bringing them to set point once again. Tanaka clenched his fist as he tried to shake himself out of this mindset, but he couldn't. He was—
"Ryū!"
Both teams looked up at the sound of your booming voice. You stood in the stands, leaning so forward Yachi worried you'd topple over the edge.
"Tanaka Ryūnosuke!" You yelled despite the dirty looks you were getting from the Inarizaki cheer squad and referees. "You knucklehead, pull yourself together! I know you can do this!"
Yachi pulled you away from the edge as you continued to yell down to your boyfriend who stared at you with awe in his eyes.
"You deserve your spot just as much as anyone else on that team, so don't you dare fall for whatever stupid tricks Inarizaki is pulling!"
The referee gave you a pointed look before giving Takeda a stern warning about your rambunctious shouts to which he apologized for. Besides him, Ukai wore a small smile though as Tanaka processed your words.
The arena watched as Tanaka took a deep breath, sandwiching his cheeks in a rather loud smack from both his hands. You were right; he was capable of more than these mind tricks Inarizaki was playing on him.
He could do this.
You watched from your place in the stands, cheeks burning bright from the realization of events settling in your head, as Hinata raved to Tanaka about his well-placed block against Suna. Your eyes followed your boyfriend while he looked at ease once again, his cool returning to him.
You, more than most, knew what Tanaka was capable of. He could do anything his mind was set to. He was practically Superman, but even the best of the best reached their lows and met their match.
As Tanaka caught your loving gaze and read words of affirmation from your lips, you knew you had nothing to worry about because even when life got dark for him, at least he knew you would always be there to light it back up.
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etherrreal · 3 years
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Pairing: tanaka x fem!reader Genre: friends to lovers, fluff Request: “Would it be okay to request Tanaka x reader? Maybe where reader is a manager too and is best friends with Tanaka and goes to Tokyo with them when they do that weeks training? And what kind of things would take place between them whilst they’re there, maybe hints that they like each other (for example hugging a bit too long when celebrating a win), and then a confession? Basically just full of fluff and sweet moments!” WC: 4690 Warnings: nosebleed at the end, swearing, just some good ol’ fluff A/N: pls validate me and tell me this is good because i think it’s only okay -Luna
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"We're just friends."
Has that line ever been said by someone who wasn't deeply infatuated with said friend on the down-low? Someone who wasn't secretly pining for them and expressing that through every action they make? Someone who could only hope that the other would be able to finally interpret the underlying meaning, and realize that they feel like being more than "just friends"?
Of course, everyone who says that classic one-liner feels incredibly guilty whenever it leaves their mouth. They know they're lying through their teeth, and the sting of the words never fails to hurt as if it were the first time they've mumbled that statement.
They say it because, in essence, it's true; they are only friends. That's the title of the current state of their relationship to a T. However, they wonder if every time they say it, are they making things worse for themselves? They wonder if they're pushing away the other person from ever admitting that they like them back. They're preemptively building an impenetrable barrier to avoid the awkward conversation consisting of saying "I like like you" and then being turned down so terribly that it ruins the friendship.
In the end, neither makes the first move to break the friendship barrier.
So that's all they stay.
Just friends.
That is the unfortunate fortunate state of the relationship between you and Tanaka.
When you are introduced as an official co-manager of the team, specifically to help guide Yachi once Kiyoko left, having the first thing you hear Tanaka say be 'hey beautiful' was simultaneously flustering and somehow welcoming. Out of all of the greetings you hear that day, his is the one that sticks out to you, along with his shaved head and unbreakable stare.
Being a second-year yourself, you see Tanaka in passing, hanging out with who you learn is Nishinoya in the hallway or during lunch. He seems to stick out to you, mostly because he's just so damn loud, but not in the typical annoying class clown fashion.
He just happens to laugh a little louder than others, wrapping an arm around his torso as if he's fighting to keep himself up after a hilarious joke, or passionately discussing how he spiked a ball at practice the previous day, arms demonstrating the exact way he did it.
You and Tanaka become fast friends after your introduction. In the beginning, he tends to follow you around the gym like a puppy, using the excuse that he just wants to help a young lady do some of the heavy lifting. Once you explain to him that it is literally your job to do all of that, he backs off a bit, although, still hanging around to crack a few jokes with you.
It's his impeccable humor and timing of his jokes, disguising his genuine feelings of affection, that draws you to him. You start to hang around before homeroom and during lunch, when you can, engaging in effortless banter and inside jokes. After practice, you swing by Coach Ukai's store to grab some snacks before you head home.
Then the crush starts to develop from both sides, unbeknownst to each other.
It starts off slow and quiet, creeping up without your permission. Suddenly, whenever Tanaka throws his head back with laughter at your joke, you feel a flutter in your stomach along with pride. When he hands you your snack, his fingers gently brush yours, sending an electric shock right up your arm.
Then it starts to engulf you and you couldn't do anything to stop it, though, you weren't sure you wanted to. You catch yourself staring longingly at couples around the school, wondering what it would be like if that were you and Tanaka. You stay up at night, texting back and forth with him, into the early morning hours because neither of you wants to stop the conversation.
You're anxiously waiting for the day you slip up and he finds out that you like him. There's no way in hell you're as smooth as you think you are, so there's a large chance that he may already know. Maybe he's sparing your feelings by ignoring all of your, no doubt, obnoxious signs.
Meanwhile, Tanaka is just as nervous that you're going to call him out. That one day you're going to look deeply into his eyes and notice that he's been looking at you differently. That his brain is projecting his feelings onto his forehead and you're not commenting on it because it'd make things awkward.
So, you both do what young, inexperienced lovers do: ignore all of the feelings, and hope that either the feelings go away on their own or the other person confesses.
Life keeps on chugging, with feelings as strong as ever, but with the upcoming training camp in Tokyo, there's no time to focus on anything but. You have to make sure permission slips get signed, pack for camp, and think of potential strategies to help the team. Tanaka has to make sure he passes all of his exams, which is a gargantuan task on its own, while still juggling nightly practice.
By the end of the week, everyone comes out on top—except for Hinata and Kageyama—and training camp is in sight.
The excitement Tanaka feels to be able to attend the training camp is astounding. He managed to accomplish the impossible when he passed his exams, thanks to some tutoring from you and other teammates, and now he gets to enjoy his favorite sport with his teammates and other friends.
It's going to be your first trip with the team as a new manager, which is nerve-wracking but also exhilarating. You've come to enjoy the boys' company and shenanigans at practice, and watching them improve feels just as satisfying for you as it does for them. You'd also get to meet some of the rival teams they've been telling you about nonstop.
On the late-night bus ride to Tokyo, you end up sitting next to Tanaka when there are no other open seats left. Initially, you think it's a funny coincidence, but the sly smirk on Nishinoya's face as you walk past him to your seat says otherwise.
You spend most of the trip playing eye-spy with Tanaka, which mostly consists of telling him that not every tall metal structure is the Tokyo Skytree. You've lost count of how many times Coach Ukai has to tell you two to keep it down or how often you hear Tsukishima insult you under his breath.
1AM rolls around, and nearly everyone has fallen asleep, leaning their heads onto the bumpy bus window or against the headrest of their seats. A few have draped their heavy bodies on their unwilling, but understanding, seatmates.
The bus is silent and the ride is smooth now that you're on the highway, and your lack of sleep is finally catching up to you, too. The time between blinks is becoming longer, you're yawning more often than not, and you catch yourself subconsciously swaying.
Tanaka, who's been watching you fight sleep for quite a while, steps in after you almost tip headfirst into the stiff seat in front of you. "Ayo, sleepyhead." Your head quickly turns towards him, widening your eyes as if to try to keep focus. "Why don't you lean on me to sleep? I know I'm pretty buff, but I can be a decent pillow."
Suddenly, you've never felt more awake in your life. Have you been transported into a classic rom-com? "Are you sure? You won't be uncomfortable?"
"No, not at all. We need our manager to be in tip-top shape for the days ahead and that means a good night's rest," he says, giving you an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
You hesitate for a moment before succumbing to his reasonable request. "Oh….well, okay. Thanks, Tanaka."
As he watches you scoot yourself over to lean your head on his shoulder, he swears his heart seizes. This is something you normally do with a romantic interest, at least that's what his shoujo manga has taught him. You're just friends and friends don't normally do this, at least not voluntarily.
But it feels right. Comfortable. Like he'd want to do it again on the ride home, maybe next weekend, too. The thought of it sends his mind 20 miles a minute, and as he leans back against the headrest, he falls asleep imagining all of the times you could be cuddling if you were officially together. 
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"Wake up, lovebirds."
You begin to stir, the bright sun burning through your eyelids causing you to shove your face into the mass your arms are wrapped around to escape it.
It takes a few more moments before you're able to register what's been said, and Tanaka beats you to the routine scolding.
"You're the worst, Noya, and get that stupid camera out of our faces," Tanaka admonishes, sleep still heavy in his voice.
Your eyes shoot open when you hear the word 'camera,' hoping that maybe you heard incorrectly or maybe that Tanaka interpreted the situation incorrectly. "You took pictures?!"
"Yeah, of course." He swipes and taps at his phone screen a few times, turning it around to show you a picture of you and Tanaka sleeping, your arms wound around his arm while his head is leaning on top of yours. "It's so cute that you two were cuddling. I just had to capture the moment!"
"We weren't cuddling!" you screech, attempting to snatch his phone to delete the evidence, but he's too quick, standing up and away from your reaching hands.
"You can deny it all you want, but a picture is worth a thousand words," he teases, chuckling his way off the bus. 
There's a flurry of groans that come from you both as you still sit at the back of the bus. You take that lull in time to detach yourself from Tanaka, straightening out your shirt and wiping your face of drool or eye crusties. 
Tanaka can finally sit up straight, arms stretching up with back arched, a few satisfying pops coming from the action. He stands up for the first time in hours, feeling a bit like a newborn deer as he stumbles.
"Feet asleep?" you ask, dealing with the same problem yourself. 
He's hunched over, hands on his knees, trying not to let you see just how bothered he is by the staticy feeling tingling through his feet. "Oh yeah. Shit's intense." 
After gaining regular feeling back in your feet, he extends his hand towards you, gripping yours to help you slide out of the seat easier, the both of you electing to ignore the familiar electric feeling that shoots up your arm when you touch.
You collect your bag, still rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you stand there with the girls. When it’s clear that everyone has their items and is ready to go, you start towards the dorms, the boys chatting energetically behind you. 
Then your face is between Kiyoko’s shoulder blades. You step back and begin to apologize when Yachi taps your shoulder and points at someone standing a few feet from you. Peaking around the brunette, you see  
"Three?! Karasuno now has three beautifully stunning managers?! Is that even legal?" a boy with a blonde mohawk screeches in front of you, falling to his knees dramatically. Like a protective mother, Kiyoko's arm flings out in front of you and Yachi, attempting to shield you from this strange boy.
"Soak it all in, buddy-boy," Tanaka gloats, hands positioned proudly on his hips. "This is the power of Karasuno. We have the finest ladies known to man. You guys could never even dream of what we have."
Kiyoko quickly leads you girls away from the fuss as Tanaka cackles maniacally, the Tanaka look-alike now crying into his hands about not being worthy.
Finding the rooms was quite simple, and the other managers are very welcoming and sweet. You claim a futon and head out with the rest of the girls to the gym where Karasuno was setting up for their first match of the day with Fukurodani.
It's an intense match. While the Karasuno boys are very skilled at what they do, it's quite obvious that Fukurodani is much more polished than the Wingless Crows. It also doesn't help that you are without Hinata and Kageyama, one of your best dynamic duos, for the time being.
The loss to Fukurodani set the stage for the rest of the day. You watch from the sidelines as they miserably lose nearly every single practice match against the other teams, throwing themselves onto the floor to do their flying laps after each set.
You wait patiently, along with Yachi and Kiyoko, off to the side, handing them their water bottles once they're done dragging themselves across the floor. Tanaka tends to be the first one to get to you, whether it be because he's the quickest or because he likes the little smile you give him when handing over his bottle.
"Here you go."
"Hold on." He lifts the bottom of his shirt and wipes his face of sweat. You catch a glimpse of his abs, glistening with sweat just like the rest of his body. Your eyes bounce around in an attempt to not look like a creep by staring at him, but they always came back to his exposed tan torso.
Wow, has he always been so fit?
"Like what you see, (Y/N)?" Suga teases, his sudden presence nearly making you jump out of your skin. You send a glare his way, hoping that he would shut his mouth with Tanaka standing right next there.
"Oh, shut up," you scold. You thrust his water bottle into his hands and shove him away from you, a shit-eating grin still plastered on his face as he goes.
Tanaka looks on, absolutely confused at what he missed. "What's he talking about?"
"Nothing!" You place his bottle in his waiting hand and grab your own to occupy your nervous hands. "You guys have been getting better as a team, you know? I heard the other teams complaining about how you’re getting harder to beat."
"Really? Doesn't quite feel like it when they're still brutally kicking our asses."
"Yeah, of course!” you defend. “I can tell that you've been improving with your straight spikes and working your ass off with blocks. You’re definitely improving.”
Tanaka’s face reddens, hoping that you assume it’s due to being in a stuffy gym on a hot summer day and not because the object of his affection is complimenting him. He didn’t think that you were paying that close attention to him.
His chest puffs up with pride, a cocky smile creeping onto his face. “You know what? You’re right. I’m the best volleyball player on this team.”
Well, I didn’t say that, you thought, but gave him an eager nod, anyway. If the ego boost means that he will play at his best and not get down on himself, then who are you to knock him off his high horse. 
Your words must’ve stuck with Tanaka because he played the next few matches like he was already at Nationals. Whenever he’d nail a kill, he’d look back at you, waiting for you to show your approval through a thumbs-up or a bright smile. Despite all of his hard work not preventing the team from losing in the end, he’s still upbeat by the end of the game, ready to begin practicing immediately after everyone’s been dismissed. 
He’s running up to you as soon as Coach Ukai finishes his closing thoughts for the team. “Are you going to stay and help us practice?” 
You were actually supposed to help Kiyoko and Yachi serve some dinner for the boys in the cafeteria. Looking over at your fellow managers, you see Kiyoko already waving you off. “We’ll handle dinner, don’t worry. The boys need their practice,” she says, 
She’s already leaving before she can see the offended faces of the team, a few of them grumbling about how they’re not that bad. Tanaka’s hasn’t missed a beat, tugging you by your wrist to stand near the net, letting it go with a red face once you’re in place. 
“I want to get better at cross-court shots, like that Bokuto kid. I need you to set for me.” He’s already pushing a volleyball into your hands before you could protest, jogging to place an empty bottle on the court across from him, and then get into place.
So, you set for him. And set for him. And set for him..
It carried on for hours, and, at first, you were a bit sluggish, thinking about what would be served for dinner that night and if you’d even get to eat. But as you watched Tanaka get closer and closer to hitting the bottle, you were just as in it as he was, tossing those balls like your life depended on it. 
He was out of breath from hitting the ball, and you can see the motivation dwindling as he continuously missed the mark every time he hit. He’s taking a short breather, taking a sip from his water bottle when you see his shoulders slump, jaw clenching in anger, and a far-off look in his eyes.
“Hey! You better not give up on me!” you scold, jabbing him in his arm with your finger. “I know you can do it, Tanaka. You’re the best player on this team, remember?” 
“I know, but–”
“No ‘buts’! Only spikes. You’re not leaving here until you do it at least once.” 
You hear him complaining under his breath as he gets into position again, but elect to ignore it, not wanting to add fuel to the fire. You toss the ball up for him, he hits it, misses, and before he opens his mouth, you grab another ball. “Again.”
And you do it exactly like that about ten more times, the hits getting more and more violent as he goes, channeling all of his frustration into his work. On the 11th toss, he slams the ball across the court with an aggressive yell and it hits the bottle with such force that it slides all the way to the other side of the court. 
There’s a silent beat where you just look at each other with wide eyes, wondering if you’re both just imagining things due to exhaustion. But once that fades, Tanaka has his arms wrapped around your waist, lifting and spinning you in a circle as he cheers. The sudden embrace has you tightly holding onto him, arms barely hanging onto his neck properly. 
He places you down after a few twirls, hands still gripping your waist. “Holy shit, I did it. Did you see that?! That was so badass!”
“Hell yeah! That was amazing, Tanaka. I told you you could do it,” you affirm.
“And you’re always right, I know,” he quips. He pulls you into him, gently this time, to give you another hug. This one feels more intimate, his head tucked into your neck, his arms wound tightly around your waist to keep you close. “Thank you for believing in me. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
It felt like he swiped your legs out from under you, the sincerity in his voice making you melt. You’re so stunned, you’re barely able to stutter out a weak ‘you’re welcome’ in response. You stay wrapped in his arms for a bit, soaking in his warmth and comforting scent. 
The moment is ruined by other players cheering loudly in the gym, congratulating each other on a serve. You both pull away awkwardly, keeping your arms tightly against your sides like you had just touched fire. You can’t even look him in the eyes when you suggest finally going to get dinner. 
You part ways once you reach the cafeteria, glancing at each other briefly–Tanaka nearly knocking a tray out of a guy’s hands and he bumps into him. Kiyoko’s giving you a knowing look as she hands you your food, one that embarrasses you further. 
You’re tucking yourself into bed that night and setting your phone to charge when a notification pops up: Noya🤪 Attachment: 1 image. You can’t make out anything in the photo preview your phone shows you, so when you open it, you sure as hell wasn’t expecting it to be a photo of you and Tanaka cuddling on the bus. You also definitely didn’t expect the menacing message that follows: if you don’t, i will 😈🔫
You had no idea what he was implying, and that was the most terrifying part of it all. You were hoping it meant that if you don’t confess, he would tell Tanaka himself. It wasn’t an ideal situation, but maybe you needed someone to rip the bandaid off for you. You’d even settle for the text meaning that he’d snatch up Tanaka for himself.
What you were hoping it didn’t mean was that he’d post this photo on the internet anywhere the team would see with an embarrassing caption that’ll reveal your feelings to everyone.
But the thing with Noya is you never know.
Before turning in for the night, you make sure to set the photo as your lock screen, turning over in your bed with a giant grin on your face knowing what’ll await you every time you go to open your phone.
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The rest of the days’ matches end just like the first; in an embarrassing loss followed by the boys throwing themselves along the floor and telling each other that they’ll win the next one. Despite not doing any of the exercises yourself, you felt just as exhausted, hoping that you’d win at least one match just so the team can smile for once.
They’re currently in the middle of playing against Nekoma and for the first time during the camp, they’re actually neck and neck for the set. Everyone’s at the edge of their seats as the ball flies back and forth across the court. You’re crossing your fingers on both hands and hoping that this will be the one that they win.
Karasuno is finally leading by one point. There are so many one-touch balls and close saves that you have your hands mostly covering your eyes like you were watching a horror movie at its’ peak. Nekoma has the ball again. Kenma sets it to Yamamoto and you watch as Tsukki and Tanaka jump up to block the ball, jumping a little later than normal due to their exhaustion. You didn’t expect for them to block this one perfectly, or at all, honestly, but you also didn’t expect the ball to injure anybody today.
It almost plays in slow motion as you watch the ball nail Tanaka right in the face. Normally, when the boys get hit in the face, they tend to walk it off with nothing hurt but their pride. However, you knew from the loud slam that the power on that spike was enough to cause injury, and when Tanaka stood up straight again, you saw the blood running from his nose like a faucet.
You’re the first manager to run to him, first aid kit bag slung over your shoulder as you tug him by his arm out of the gym to the bench sitting out in the hallway. The silence is deafening before you hear the coaches instruct everyone to continue the game, ensuring the players that everything will be just fine.
Gauze is the first thing you hand to him to keep the blood from dripping anywhere, directing him to lean forward instead of back. You touch around his nose gently, feeling for any major breaks, and thankfully, feeling nothing out of place. 
Tanaka hears a loud vibration coming from somewhere, looking around on the bench and floor for the source. He finds your phone tucked under the bench, most likely having fallen from your pocket while you were crouched in front of him moments ago. You’re too busy searching for something in the kit, so he picks up your phone, intending to hand it over to you, but stops when he sees the photo that’s illuminated in his hand. 
"Your lock screen is that picture that Noya took of us sleeping," he states, constantly tapping the screen to make sure it stays lit up so he can stare.
It wasn’t a picture he’s seen before, and definitely not one he remembers you or him taking. It takes him a moment before he recognizes this moment, back when you both were on the bus practically snuggled up next to him. 
"Oh, uhh," abort, abort, abort, “I just thought it was a nice picture of us, that’s all.”
“But I’m sure you have a ton of nice pictures and haven’t changed your lock screen all year–not that I’ve kept track!”
You would say that, normally, you’re able to talk your way out of uncomfortable situations where you’re called out for something embarrassing or weird, but yet, here you are. Like a deer in headlights, cycling through excuses and reasons in your head like a Rolodex, trying to figure out something remotely smart that would make sense in this situation. 
Telling him the truth–that you thought you could be a cute couple and having that picture as your lock screen at least quelled the urge to blurt out that you like him–could only go terribly wrong, in your mind. You’ve made it thus far without spilling the beans, and you’ve already convinced yourself that being just friends would be more than enough for you. 
But, what if–and it’s a big what if–you confess and it all goes well? He reciprocates your feelings and you get the whole ‘happily ever after’ and end up together? You’ve definitely daydreamed about it but never too long enough to get your hopes up. But as you’re staring at him, you think you can see hope lingering in his eyes, and it makes you want to risk it all.
I mean, you miss all the shots you don’t take, right?
“It’s because I like you,” you blurt out. It wasn’t the most graceful confession, definitely wouldn’t end up in a ‘top 10 anime confessions’ compilation, but you got the point across. And taking a peek at Tanaka’s frozen, wide-eyed face means that he understood you. 
“You like me,” he repeats, more to himself than anything. “Like, ‘like me’ like me? Like ‘we should go out on dates and kiss and hug and I can brag about you to all of my friends’ like me?”
“Is there another kind of ‘like you’?”
“...Touché.”
There’s a lull in the conversation, Tanaka still staring at your phone like a call will come in from a higher being to guide him through this point in his life. You can’t help but wonder if you ruined your friendship and made this uncomfortable for you both, considering that Tanaka still hasn’t said whether he likes you back. 
You clear your throat to draw his attention. “So...what do we do now?”
“Well, since I like you, too, if it wasn’t obvious by how much I just freaked the fuck out, it means I have to take you on the most amazing date when we get back to Miyagi,” he says matter-of-factly, like he’s leaving no room to debate with him.
Not that you would even dare. 
You fiddle with the supplies in the first aid kit to look more nonchalant, like your stomach isn’t currently erupting with butterflies, biting your lip to hide the goofy smile fighting to take over. “Okay. Sounds like a plan.”
Tanaka nods in agreement, his body language telling you he’s just as elated as you feel, despite him trying to disguise any emotion by covering the bottom of his face with the hand still holding the gauze to his nose. “Yeah, it’ll be great.”
Oh, you’re sure it will be.
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wh1sp3rr · 2 years
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𑊡˚+₊✔️✦ — nikes + tanaka; one shot
cw: fluff, dialogue driven, & gn. reader
an: listen to nikes by frank ocean while reading <3
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it was evening. the sky painted with soft orange and pink hues, swirls of clouds passing amiably by and you were swinging up and down, forward and back, getting a little closer to touching that painting of a sky every time you were pushed forward.
“higher!” is all you can yell before you look back at the person pushing you.
“you’re such a baby,” he pulls you back and holds you there, anticipating the next lunge he’ll soon commit.
you wait. and wait. and wa- “AHHH!!” his hearty laughter in the background.
you grip at your chest while heaving, “jesus christ!”, your opposite hand squeezing harder on the chain as you do so.
“this is how you’d treat a baby?”
“no, if you were a baby i’d cry, genuinely cry, babies are so boring when you’re doing childish stuff with them but so funny when you’re like, investigating a murder.”
interesting response you think yet you stare back with a blank expression.
he waves his hands over his face, “nah nah nah, just picture this,” “and when she was shot the last words she peeped were; ‘he called me a bitch, the one thing he knew i hated’, and then the baby just says ‘bitch’ in this squeaky ass voice,” he starts sniggering at his own joke, weirdly amusing but you only laugh back because his chuckle is funny to hear.
“okayyy,” you say, stretching the ‘y’ vowel on your tongue, “watch this.”
“Y/NN!! WHY are you suicidal?” you start crying, in response to both the pain and the euphoria of jumping off at the apex of the swing.
“i’m not picking you up,” he states, though all you can do is have your knee to your chest as you grab at the ankle of your dominant leg.
“don’t worry, i’ll walk on my hands.” you grunt hoarsely.
he sighs, tuts and rolls his eyes, almost simultaneously, then scoops his forearms under your back and houghs. he struggles a little, you can feel it through the slight shake in his arms below you and the bulge of his veins but he prevails.
you two are lucky you’re in a playground, plenty of benches to rest on while you can simply admire the atmosphere and have a good discussion.
each step he takes is a crunch of leaves reverberating behind you as he walks toward the most gum-free looking bench. an abrupt snap of a twig sounds to which he flinches at, praying against his fears of; “fuck, was that a squirrel i just stepped on?”
“nah, i think it was dog shit,”
“what? you mean clueless?”
“that is a good movie!” you express, more with your face than voice.
“she literally gets with her step-brother!” he argues, with a dismayed tone to his words. “you into incest or some shit?” he questions, head tilted to look down at you.
his smile lines appear a little as he smirks with this sentence, it flusters you ever so slightly and you now realise he’s walking slower the closer he nears to the bench.
with your bottom lip in between your lip, you moan, “oh my god, yes! it’s so hot.” he actually pauses for a second, before pretending he’s on a radio, “yeah you heard that, right chief? over.”
“you’re so funny.”
“one of us has to be.”
“oh, fuck you,” you giggle.
dickwad. sexy dickwad but still dickwad.
he finally reaches the edge of the bench, no longer has an excuse to hold you any longer, a sad situation for the both of you but your current reality.
he grunts when he puts you down, chuckling at the wince you sound when the caustic cold hits you even through your jeans.
“i told you to wear your leg warmer things,” tanaka admonishes, folding his arms over his chest, his scarf denting when he does so.
“you’re so noble, oh my gosh, why didn’t you bring me them?” you bluntly say.
“hey, just because we’re different in competence does not mean i’m the one who has to do all the- the,” he can’t think of a word.
“spit it out porky pig, th-t-the,” you say mockingly, quite harshly in fact.
his eyes widen marginally yet it’s obvious he feels the situation is escalating unnecessarily when his lips purse and white from the pressure.
he lets out a sigh and stares at the condensed air before him, silently.
awkward for no reason.
well, can’t stay awkward forever.
said silence is broken when you apologise, “sorry, that sounded really mean, i didn’t mean for it to come off like that.” your voice is strained a little, probably from the cold you think to yourself.
“all good babyyy,” his drawling only makes your heartbeat palpitate and suddenly it doesn’t feel so cold anymore.
his smile matches yours once he catches you doing so. there are those beloved smile lines you adored so much, perfected by the man in the mellow orange above.
once again your heartbeat loudens from just thinking about the minuscule details you notice about him that no one- not even himself -does, it’s like he’s only for you.
‘for me,’ you think, eyes squinting as your smile widens from this idea.
you bring your legs to your chest, creating some sort of enhanced body temperature and very cute position.
your cheeks chubbying up a bit as your knees elevate them purely aids this cuteness you’re curating and tanaka can’t help it.
a delicate kiss, right on the center of your forehead is what you receive, but you’re greedy, you want more. you’re lustful for him, too lustful. but you realise you’re not the only one with these idealisations when his soft voice sounds in your ear with the words, “if you need dick i gotchu.”
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ssamie · 3 years
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them getting caught simping for their s/o (part 1)
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·˚ ༘⌗ just hq boys simping for you and getting caught simping by their friends
·˚ ༘⌗ characters include: tanaka ryuunosuke, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime
·˚ ༘⌗ gender neutral pronouns were used.
·˚ ༘⌗ warnings: swearing and fluff lol
gen masterlist.                      hq masterlist.
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TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE
honestly are we surprised?
he's already a massive simp, so why should he hold back when it comes to his s/o
he simps by literally any and every way you could think of
hyping you up? ofc, no need to say anything he already does that on a daily basis
want cuddles? say less,, he's already waiting with his arms wide open
want to go on dates? who cares about practice, he'll go on a date with you anytime, no matter what the consequence he may face
want to meet up at 3am for no reason at all? wdym, he's already up and waiting outside your house
you're sick? no no, he's already in your room taking care of you with meds, soup, and cuddles <3
i could go on but...you get the point
anyways
he gets caught simping by the team when they walked past you and him sitting by a tree on the school yard
he had you sitting on his lap with a gleeful and lovesick smile as he brings his chopsticks up to your mouth to feed you
"do you like that, baby?" he asked you with a smile. "yeah, it's very good" you said. "did you cook this?" you asked him
tanaka proudly smiled and nodded "yup! i have to make sure my baby gets only the best food there is!" he exclaims as he wraps his arms around your waist
you laugh lightly and playfully smack him in the chest "you're too sweet, ryu" you said "but thank you."
"hmm, anything for you, babe" he muttered in reply as he pressed a soft kiss on your cheeks and temples
the whole team is watching with varying reactions lmao
first of all, noya and hinata are crying from jealousy (suga too but he won't admit that 🙄)
tsukki, yams, and the other second years are snickering while daichi and asahi jokingly join along
they tease tanaka about it, but it's not like he cares lmao 💀
"damn what a simp."
"you're so smitten it's actually sad."
tanaka: "you're just jealous you don't have an s/o!"
it's true. they were just jealous 🙄🤞🏼
they're still very happy tanaka actually found someone that loved him back. they all knew he had a heart of gold, and he deserved every bit of love he received from you
i love him :(
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OIKAWA TOORU
oikawa is actually a very affectionate partner
he does have a high ego, but he will succumb once he gets a quick glimpse of you
to him, you're the most beautiful being to ever walked the earth, not even kidding.
that's usually how he simps lol
he just praises you about pretty much everything
gives you never ending compliments and aims to make you feel like the most perfect person alive, because thats how he sees you
also loves physical touch <3
doesn't have to be sensual,, he just likes feeling your skin on his.
his favourite is when you're holding hands because his hands are much bigger than yours and he finds that cute >:(
"tooru, practice will start soon" you said to him as you comb your fingers through his hair, though being careful enough to not mess it up.
"hmph" he said, though it only came out as muffled murmurs, seeing as his face was buried into your chest
"you're very clingy today" you hummed "something wrong?" you asked him
his hand, which he felt the need to intertwine with yours, squeezed yours tighter as he brought them up to his lips
"mm, i just love you that's all" he said as he went back to burying his face into his your sweatshirt.
you smiled and kissed the crown of his head, making him sigh in content. "love you too, tooru"
they clown him.
the whole team just clowns him.
it would start with iwaizumi quietly snickering, though he wasn't really that fazed since he sees oikawa like this with you a lot
but makki and mattsun saw you too and just burst out laughing. idk why either they just did
they, along with yahaba, would just laugh and throw in some teasing comments
he usually responds with petty replies
"damn, what a simp"
"didn't think the oikawa tooru would like anyone but himself"
oikawa: "shut up! stop teasing me, you're all dumb! you're just mad i have a god/goddess of an s/o. you probably don't know what that's like cus you're all ugly. unlike me ofcourse. though blah blah blah.."
oikawa sweetie... shut up <3
kindaichi laughs along,, kunimi and kyotani just doesn't care lol
i love tooru sm :(
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IWAIZUMI HAJIME
i love you sir 🛐
anyways, iwaizumi is a very loving boyfriend!! very protective and affectionate, but more showy when you're in private
he could never say no to you, no matter the request
you could probably ask him to eat cat shit and he'd do it for a kiss ngl
okay.. maybe don't go that far.. but yeah
you want kisses? he's not the biggest fan of pda but he'll do it if u really want it
wanna go on a date? can't say no to that
want him to buy you food/clothes? he'll do it no questions asked.
i could list down more things but my brain can't think of anything else so no <3
anyways
you were outside the gym, getting drinks and snacks and just talking
and you thought it would be a good idea to try on some clips you got on his hair
"please, hajime" you pleaded with a pout "i got these really cute clips yesterday but im wearing enough already" you said
"so i want you to wear the rest" you present him a small bag of colorful butterfly clips with a smile
iwaizumi looked at it with dread, not really wanting his head to look like a rainbow. but one glance at your hopeful smile and he just ~melts~
"ofcourse, baby" he said with a small smile "do what you want" his smile only widened as you cheered, excitedly picking out the colors to accessorise him with
"would you like blue and pink or blue and purple?" you asked
"which do you like more?" he asked "hm. maybe blue and pink.. i dunno though. you'll look cute with both" you said
"just do both then" iwaizumi shrugged as he leaned his head back on your lap, closing his eyes and humming as you comb through his hair with your fingers.
"thank you for letting me play with your hair, haji~" you cooed with a soft laugh as you press a kiss on his nose
"anything for you, love" iwaizumi replied with a chuckle
everyone just stops for a second. just pause.
they definitely didn't expect to see iwaizumi to enter the gym with his hair decorated with blue, pink and purple butterfly clips.
oikawa gasps in shock and would probably ask to borrow some.
he already knows its from you since iwa is his best friend, and he really didn't want to get a beating so early into practice.
"iwa-chan! can i have some?! give me the blue ones!"
iwa: "no way, shittykawa get your own fucking clips!
makki and mattsun would tease him to death. they were the only ones brave enough to do so :p
"damn, y/n really had you wrapped around their finger, huh?"
"ah, the things we do for love~"
"what a simp"
makki and mattsun came home with a bruise that day.
kunimi and kindaichi are quiet. they didn't want to end up like the two idiots. though kunimi may or may not have snapped a quick photo
kyotani thinks its iconic. he's an iwaizumi supremacist, what can i say.
i love iwa sm pls 😖
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i think im getting better at making headcannons,, idk tho jjsbsnabs
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saudade-mayari · 3 years
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HI LUNA!!! 🥺🥺🥺 Can I get Nishinoya and Tanaka and whoever else from HQ that would appreciate a chubby fem!SO? Curves…. Soft…. Please….
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Having a chubby s/o
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pairing/s: Ryunosuke Tanaka x gn!reader, Yu Nishinoya x gn!reader
warnings: none
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Ryunosuke Tanaka
OKAY HE’S JUST SOOO VERBALLY AND PHYSICALLY AFFECTIONATE
Ryu is just the best support system emotionally and mentally. It’s hard to be actually insecure when you’re with him. He just naturally does it well and he really means all the appreciation he gives
Saeko will be your number 2 supporter!!! Trust me she’ll take you for shopping and Ryu has no choice but to agree
He’ll flaunt you to Daichi and his coach. He’s so PROUD
Calls you all the sweetest endearments, and Ryu heavily blushes whenever you wear the clothes he picked up or chose for you
Cuddles with him is give and take. If you’re the little spoon a while ago, he’ll let you be the big spoon this time. Either way he just loves to cuddle you
Ryu’s favourite feature is definitely your hips, he just loves to snake his arms around it, walk around the park loud and proud that he’s yours and only yours
EXTREMELY PROTECTIVE OF YOU
Yu Nishinoya
OPENLY AFFECTIONATE LIKE LITERALLY IN ALL WAYS
Just like Ryu, Yu is also the best emotional and mental support system. Yu knows his words well and he’s extremely sensitive whenever you’re feeling insecure
Ice cream dates with Yu
He takes pictures of you, every single outfit that he appreciates GETS THE SAME ATTENTION. You don’t even have to tell him when you’re wearing the new outfit you bought last week, he’ll be the one to notice it
Whenever Yu sees you cheering for him by the bench he just go crazy and more enthusiastic THAN USUAL
Yu’s favorite feature would be your thighs, he loves it when you’re so proud of wearing shorts or anything that flaunts your legs. He really appreciates your figure
After their tiring training, he loves to snuggle on your lap and fall asleep, so please caress his hair
Don’t expect that he’ll easily let go when he hugs you
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saksukei · 3 years
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tanaka ryunosuke as a boyfriend
others; ushijima | tsukkishima | kuroo | oikawa
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he's the literal embodiment of the phrase ‘head over heels’
also because he fell the first time he saw you
and HE CANNOT BELIEVE HES DATING YOU
as a matter of fact,,,, no one can
literally buys you flowers everyday!!! and when he can't,,,,, he kisses you so much that you have to tell him to stop
SKIN SHIP ALL THE DAMN TIME
he hugs you, kisses you, links pinkies, piggy back rides, lending jackets, you name it,,,, he's done it
his favorite tho is when you're sitting on his lap and telling him about day,,,, and he's trailing kisses from your hands, to your elbows, to your arms oh my gosh
uses pet names like ‘babe’ ‘cutie’ ‘bestie’ ‘the love of my life’ ‘mine’
will start singing wap w you at the most random times
pranks you so much and noya,,,, that lil shit is in on it always
like that time when noya texted you to come to the gymnasium as fast as you could because tanaka got injured
but actually tanaka had this whole surprise prepared for your birthday
yes,,,, he's the simp here
dates consist of going to the arcade,,, watching Netflix together especially horror movies,,,, shopping with him and his sister,,,,, going to the parlor to get a massage or a facial,,,,
and by the way,,, when you guys watch horror movies, this idiot acts super ‘macho’ but that goes out of the window in literally 2 secs when he's hiding behind you and begging you to turn the TV off,,,, he calls you whenever he has to go to the bathroom
saeko loves you btw!!!! she thinks you're an absolute legend for tolerating that piece of shit named ryuu
and she gives you loads of advice
you both sometimes ditch ryuu lol and go to a spa
and then ryuu throws a fit
going shopping with him is the literal best,,,,
because of saeko,,,, he knows what's the fashion trend these days and what'll look good on you
and if saeko ever goes with you,,,, he's holding all the shopping bags and is very annoyed because IT WAS HIS DATE AND YOURE HIS SIGNIFICANT OTHER SAEKO SHOULD FIND HER OWN SOULMATE
Tanaka’s gallery is filled with pictures of you,,,, be it ugly pictures or pictures of your dates,,,, whenever he's feeling low,,, he scrolls through his gallery and had the biggest smile on his face
also,,,, he gets banned from commenting on instagram every time after you post
LOVES WHEN YOU COME TO HIS MATCHES
and flexes on everyone that he has such a caring significant other
literally
he also gets super red if you are wearing a karasuno jersey or his clothes in general and then takes like a million pictures
is trying to convince you to get matching tattoos omg pls
okay hot take but
I feel like ryuu would become very serious at times he needed to be,,,, if you were feeling insecure
he's lose his shit there and then and thinks he has done a shitty job as a boyfriend
which reminds me,,,, fights barely happen
they happen when he takes jokes too far,, or doesn't realize he's in the wrong
but he immediately apologizes and makes it up to you
he'd get pissed when you didn't take care of yourself though,,,,, cause he's really scared of losing you
and,,,, he will absolutely deck a mf if he finds out that they're annoying or pissing you off
also he's one of those guys that if you text him at 2am that you want an ice cream, you best believe your ass he will be on your doorstep with like 20 flavors
and omg
you know how you pick up on someone's vocabulary when you stay with them for too long?? tanaka uses your slang so often that now everyone in the vbc is speaking like you
he sends you memes all day long during class pls
overall,,,, he's the sweetest guy,, he won't ever hide what he's feeling, he's in love with you and he will tell the whole world or just you,,, cause you're his whole world,,, get it???
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I Don’t want to lose you
Pairings: Tanaka × Fem!reader
Warnings: none tiny bit of angst it you look really hard and some friendly cuddles
You sigh deeply as you flop onto one of your best friends bed.
“This sucks” you mumble
“What does?” Tanaka asked
“Being in love with someone who I’ll never feel the same” you said
“Oh this again” he said
“Yes this again” you said
This hasn’t been this first time you’ve had a conversation similar to this with your long time friend. He knows of the person you’re so in love with except of who they actually are. But little does he know you are actually meaning him. That you’ve been in love with him for a while now.
“Why don’t you just confess and tell this person you love them?” He asked
“Its not that easy, this kind of confession can go one of two ways” you said
“Which are?” He asked
“One they feel the same and have the same feelings” you said “or two they dont, they completely reject my feelings and they now feel guilty or it ruins the current standing friendship”
“I didnt think about it that way, if you have a current friendship with them that can make things different” he said
You sit up and sigh tearing your hand through your hair. And start getting up.
“Where you going?” He asked
“I’m not leaving the house, I’m just going to try and talk to Saeko” you said
“good luck” he said smiling a little as he turned on his TV
You walk out of his room and knock on Saekos door.
“Come in” she said
You walk in and immediately climb into her open arms and hug her
“What’s wrong?” She asked rubbing your back
“Hes so stupid” you mumble
“Ryu?” She asked
“Yes” you nod
“Well, hes an idiot, but I know you love him” she said “why dont you go out on a date with someone else?”
“Who?” You asked
“Why not with Sugawara?” She asked
“I mean hes cute, and very caring” you said
“I’ll call him, study date?” She asked
“Sure” you said a slight smile on your lips.
She pulls away and grabs her phone she had abandoned beside her when you walked in. She opened her phone and dialed his number.
“Hey Sugawara, its Saeko” she said you take her phone
“Hey Suag” you said
“Oh hey, what’s up?” He asked
“So I was wondering if you wanted to go to this really cute cafe by the school to have a study date, since midterm exams are coming up?” You asked
“Oh sure, I wouldn’t mind a study date with my favorite manager” he said “isnt that one the one with cats?”
“Yes it is I hope that’s not a issue” you said
“No not at all, tomorrow after school?” He asked
“What about practice?” You asked
“Oh didnt you get the text?” He asked
“What text? I’m in Saekos room I must have left it in the other room” you said
“Oh coach sent out a text we aren’t having practice because exams are coming up” he said
“Oh yes then tomorrow after school” you said
“Great, I’ll pick you up from your class” he said
“I’ll see you then, bye Suga” you said
“Bye” he said
You hang up and give Saeko her phone back. She hugged you tightly
“Yay I’m happy for you!” She yelled
“I’m surprised he said yes” you said
“Why?” She asked “you’re so freaking cute, sweet, and caring. Why wouldn’t he say yes?”
“I guess I should’ve known better than try to compete with Kiyoko for Ryu’s attention” you sighed deeply
“Stop that” she scolded you “my brother is an idiot for not noticing you like that, who know you going out with Suga tomorrow might make him notice you that way”
You shrugged a little bit and look at the time.
“Its getting late I should get home” you said
“You can stay if you want” she offered “go to school with Ryu?”
“Fine, I’ll go shower then, will you call my mom?” You asked
“Yeah grab some of my clothes to sleep in” she said
You nod and grab some of her clothes to sleep in, and walk out going to the bathroom. You close the door and undress after turning on the water for it to heat up. After getting in and doing your normal routine you get out and dry off and change. You walk out still drying your hair with a towel when you bump into Tanaka.
“Oh hey” you said
“Hey, you’re sleeping over?” He asked
“Yeah saeko offered” you said
“Nice” he said “wanna come watch me kick noyas ass at video games?”
“Sure why not” you said
You follow him back to his room and lay down on his bed as he sits on the floor with his back against the bed. You watch him for a bit before falling asleep on his bed.
“Did you see that?” He asked excited turning towards you when you didn’t respond. “Oh you’re asleep, Noya I’m getting off she fell asleep on my bed and I dont want to wake her”
He turned off his console and TV. He covered you up and left his room. The next morning you wake up and see you’re still in Tanakas room but hes no where to be seen. You get up and get ready for school putting on some tights since it’s a little chilly in the mornings.
“Morning” you said seeing tanaka
“Hey” he said
“Where did you sleep?” You asked
“Couch” he said
“You could’ve kicked me out of your bed” you said
“Its fine one night on the couch wont kill me” he said “besides you looked too peaceful to disrupt that”
“Oh” you said
You quickly eat breakfast and walk to school with Tanaka.
“Are you going to study with me and Noya tonight?” He asked
“Oh actually I have a study date with Suga” you said “so I’ll be studying with him”
He frowned for a moment “oh” he said nodding
“What?” You asked “it’s just Suga hes not going to do anything weird were just studying”
“Its nothing, I guess I’ve just gotten used to you studying with me and Noya” he said
“Oh, I’ll study with you guys later” you said
You keep walking when you see Suga waiting for you at the gate. You run ahead leaving Tanaka behind with Noya.
“Morning Suga” you said
“Good morning, coffee?” He asked handing you a cup
“You’re too sweet” you said taking it and taking a drink “how’d you know my favorite?”
“I might have asked Yachi” he said scratching the back of his neck “can I walk you to class?”
“Yeah I’d like that” you said smiling
You spend your day going through your classes and spent lunch with Suga, Daichi and Asahi. Enjoying your time spent with them. However not noticing that Tanaka was upset that you weren’t spending time with him.
As promised Suga showed up at your class to pick you up for your study date.
“Are you ready?” He asked smiling
“Yes” you said smiling back “bye Noya, bye Tanaka”
You got up and left walking with Suga. When you get to the cafe with him you get a table and sit side by side each taking up half the table going over your books and notes as you study. After a couple hours you decied to stop and lean back.
“You doing okay?” He asked
“Mhmm” you yawn as you stretch a little bit
“Break?” He asked
“Yeah” you said softly leaning forward laying your head on the table
He reaches over and starts rubbing your back “is this okay?” He asked
“Yes its okay” you said turning your head to look at him smiling slightly.
“Can I be so bold to try something else?” He asked
You nod a little bit sitting back up. He gently touches your cheek and kisses your lips lightly. You close your eyes and kiss him back. When suddenly theres a commotion outside and you turn to look out the window pulling away from the kiss but you don’t see anything.
“Did you see what happened?” You asked cheeks flushed from the kiss
“I thought I saw someone but I’m not too sure” he said
“Oh” you said
“How about i walk you home now?” He asked
You nod and you both start packing up your books and notes. You leave and walk with Suga.
“Thank you for studying with me” you said
“Of course, I should thank your for asking me” he said
“You live two houses down from Tanaka right?” He asked
“Yes why?” You ask and look and see Tanaka sitting on your front steps “oh”
“I’ll text you later” he said
“Okay thank you for everything today” you said
He smiled warmly and left going towards his house. You walk up your steps.
“Hey Tanaka” you said taking a seat beside him
“Are you and Suga dating now?” He asked
“No” you said “we just had our study date today”
“You had spent a lot of time with him today” tanaka pointed out
“Yes I did, he asked me this morning when he walked me to class where he asked me to figure out which subjects I needed his help with. And at lunch we talked about that and some volleyball stuff with Daichi and Asahi” you said
“I saw that he kissed you” he grumbled
Your eyes widened “you caused the commotion outside of the cafe, but I didn’t see you” you said
“I ran off after seeing it” he said
“Tanaka, be honest why are you upset that I spent the day with Suga instead of you?” You asked softly
“I didnt realize it until Noya pointed it out when you left to have lunch with him that I was jealous of Suga” he said “he was getting all of your time and attention, I didn’t like that”
“It was just one day” you said “you have my attention all the time”
“I only want you to pay attention to me” he said
You sighed a little bit and rub your face
“Tanaka what are you saying?” You asked “you’re mad I spent the day with Suga and he got a kiss? But you want me to pay attention to you?”
“Yes” he said
“Let me ask you something” you said “what about Kiyoko?”
“What about her?” He asked
“Nevermind” you said standing up and unlocking door
“Can I come in?” He asked
“Not tonight” you said “I have somethings to think about”
He nodded and kicked a rock as you watched him walk home. You go inside the house and go to your room. After a little while you get a phone call.
“Hello?” You answer
“How’d it go with Suga?” Saeko asked
You tell her what happened and about Tanaka sitting in front of your house.
“That explains him being grumpy when he came home” she said
“What do I do?” You asked
“Well, you’re not dating either of them” she said “but at the same time neither if them have asked you to be theirs”
“Yeah” you said
“Come over” she said
“Okay” you said “I’ll change and come over”
You hang up and get changed into a pair of sweat pants and a tank top. Then run out the house going to Tanakas house. You knock on the door and wait a few minutes before Tanaka opens the door.
“What are you doing here?” He asked
“I only asked Suga for the study date to make you jealous” you blurted out
“Make me jealous why?” He asked frowning
“How stupid are you Ryu?” Saeko asked “should I tell him?”
“I’ll do it” you said
“What are you talking about?” He asked
“God, I’m in love with an idiot” you mumble “I’m in love with you, I have since our first year”
“The guy I’ve listened to you whine about is me?” He asked
“I really like you more than friends but I don’t want to lose you” you said looking down
“Dont look down” he said tilting your up
You met his eyes and he leaned down kissing your lips his other hand going to your waist pulling you close. This kiss felt different than the one you shared with Suga. This one you felt his fiery passion you saw on the volleyball court when he played. He slowly pulled away. And pressed his forehead against yours.
“I have feelings for you too” he said “I’m sorry it took me so long to figure it out. I dont want to lose you, will you please be mine?”
“Yes” you whispered nodding
He grinned and kissed your lips again. This time picking you up and having you wrap your legs around his waist as he took you to his room. Once in his room he laid you down and cuddled with you resting his head on your chest. And you run your hands over his shaved head and his back.
“I’m sorry it took me getting jealous and thinking I was going to lose you to realize how much I need you” he said
“You aren’t going to lose me” you said leaning down and kissing his head
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shoyosgf · 3 years
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“My ex is coming! hide me!”
Tanaka Ryunosuke
(as requested by @lokilover476 <3 love you, babes, enjoy your mans)
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Your evening was nothing too out of the ordinary, the sound of the school bell bringing happiness to your form. Freedom to go home, or participate in a club activity just sounded so wonderful after a stressful day of classwork. You were just starting to walk past the entrance of the gym when you spotted a familiar face. the familiar face of your ex-boyfriend. Not thinking too much of it, you just adjusted your bag and kept walking, it didn’t worry you all too much. That was until he started calling out to you.
“(Y/N)! Wait up!” Now that started to worry you, and it ate at your anxiety slightly. You had nothing against him, per se, but you just didn’t want to talk to him. Breaking up for you two meant that you didn’t want to speak, what was he going to bug you for now? You didn’t want to find out, so instead of acknowledging him and his words, you sped up. Hoping to find sanctuary somewhere, was the gym open? You’ll have to find out. Walking a sharp b-line towards the door, throwing it open and entering, closing it sharply behind you.
You steady your sight and glance around, this was the boys’ gym. The Karasuno volleyball team was starting practice, they had a game soon so they had to be prepared for anything.
‘Tanaka & Noya are here, right?’ Your head snapped around, looking for the duo. You spotted Tanaka in the corner, and you locked eyes with his golden-brown ones, Noya not far from him. Before you could even make the dash towards them, your gaze was broken as you noticed Kiyoko standing next to you, Suga and Daichi not too far behind her.
“(Y/N)-Chan? Are you okay, do you need something?” She spoke softly, staring at you with her usual blank stare. Not thinking much of a response, you step up away from the door, looking around sharply. For a closet, the club room, behind the bleachers,even. The bleachers were closed, and the closets were too far.
“Hide-I have to hide- have to-” You rambled lightly, you sounded so panicked and you didn’t quite know why. Before she could even respond to you snapped your head back to Tanaka, him still looking over at you. Without even thinking, your legs move without your full knowledge, and you’re basically charging at him. “RYU! HIDE ME!” He braced himself for impact as you practically jumped on him, clinging to his gym shirt tightly. “Ryu -Ryu- you have to hide me, he’s coming, he can’t see me-”
“What- who’s coming, why do you- do I need to beat some ass?” He rambles, getting defensive towards the end, his face contorting in both dumbfounded confusion and worry.
“Yeah! Who are you hiding from, (N/N)-Chan!” Noya butted in, the same expression on his face. You knew how persistent the two could be, and you didn’t know when your ex would enter the gym, all you knew was that he was definitely coming in.
“I’ll tell you in a minute just- hide me!” You grab at his other arm, tugging him forward, causing him to lose balance on his feet. He clashes into you slightly, trying to catch himself before he drags you to the ground. The slip sends you back onto the wall, Tanaka’s hands planted on either side of your head, him looming over you.
It all went quiet as you stared up at him, you couldn’t even hear the volleyballs bouncing on the floor, or Hinata being hollered at by Kageyama. You were definitely being hidden now below his large form, and the feeling of him being so close made your face go red. When you met his eyes, they were wide, and he had the same flustered expression as you. You were so enveloped beneath him, you didn’t notice the gym’s door open or close, it was just him. Him. Ryūnosuke Tanaka. And you didn’t want to decide if you wanted to disappear or just stay underneath him. Underneath him felt so safe and secure, but you couldn’t just stay pinned to the wall in an accidental kabedon all day.
All good things must come to an end, as you heard their captain, Daichi, yelling out.
“He’s gone! Get back to practice, Tanaka!” And with that, he’s off of you. Eyes still glued to your shaken, flustered form. Saving yourself from any other embarrassment that was coming, you turn and head back towards the door, but not before the boy you had just been so close with called out to you.
“Hey!-” you turn, your face still burning with embarrassment. What was he going to say? You’re welcome? What was that for? Hurry up and leave?-
“You should- uhh-” his usual fake delinquent demeanor was crumbling beneath him, you could tell by the innocent excitement swimming in his watery-blue eyes, the way he shifted between his feet, the small smile tugging at his lips, or even by the pink glimmer dusting his cheeks. He quickly wiped the genuine grin from his lips and replaced it with a slightly smug look, his face still dusted pink “You should call me later!-” he brought his arms up to cross them over one another. “Or maybe i can walk you to school tomorrow?” Please, how could you say no to that face? He was too lovable, it made you smile.
“Sure thing, Ryu”
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shealolz · 3 years
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hi ! i’ve come to you with a request !!
y’know the ‘bathroom’ post with suna? i was wondering if you could do a similar post but with tanaka (ryuu) if it’s not too much trouble !
please and thank you !
(sorry if this is awkward this is my first time requesting something !) <33
hiya! of course, I will, and don’t feel awkward it’s fine! I know I haven’t been active lately but I hope this can repay :)
"Locker Room" Tanaka Ryuunosuke
warnings & notes: pet names, getting caught in the act, cuss words
Summary: making out with Ryuu in the locker room
genre: smut/NSFW
Tanaka Ryuunosuke x Male!Reader
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You peeked into the locker room, all the other boys having left long before, leaving just Ryuunosuke.
Hearing the creak of the door he pulled on his shirt and looked over his shoulder. A mischievous grin played on his lips.
"Hey, sweetcheeks." He greeted as he squished your face in his palms.
You squinted at him and half-heartedly swatted at his hands. "Will you stop that?" You muttered.
Ryuunosuke leaned forward. "Stop what?"
A blush erupted on your cheeks. "Stop being so goddamn annoying!"
Seeing through your lies Ryunosuke threw his head back in a laugh.
"But you look so cute!" Was his lame excuse as he pinched your skin.
You pushed against his chest but the action continued to fail as you just ended up pushing him against the lockers.
He smirked. "Oh? If you wanted to do that Y/N you could've asked." His hand slipped around your waist, his other on the back of your neck as he tugged you closer.
Giving in you pushed your lips together, your tongue gliding over his lips, asking for entrance.
Ryuunosuke allowed and opened his mouth, inviting your tongue in as your lips glided together easily.
He hummed into the kiss and tugged on your hair experimentally, earning a moan from you.
You quickly stopped it and felt your blush grow stronger as he chuckled against your lips, warm breathing dusting over your cheeks.
"Don't hide your noises. Let the world hear 'em."
His hands sneaked under your shirt to rub at your back, calloused and warm hands gliding over your spine.
Moving your head to the side Ryuunosuke planted a trail of kisses from the edge of your lips to your collarbone.
You gasped when he bit down, a tiny noise leaving your throat.
Pushing yourself against him further you squeezed at his hips, bringing one thigh in your hand.
Yet the door slammed open along with a shriek that sounded suspiciously like Asahi.
Pulling apart you quickly pulled down your shirt to hide your exposed back as you looked over. There stood a sheepish Asahi and a deadpanned Sugawara.
"Damn you were gonna do all this and not invite me?" Sugawara raised a brow as he placed a hand on his hip.
Asahi looked like he was about to shriek again. "Suga! Don't be crude!"
Sugawara sighed and rolled his eyes but his lips were quirked upwards to show his amusement. "As vice-captain, I'm supposed to yell at you or something but that takes up a lot of work so just don't do it again before one of the first years walk in. Hell if Asahi walked in alone he might've fainted."
Asahi was flustered at that and bowed his head to scuff his shoes against the floor.
Ryuunosuke bit his lip as his shoulders shook with silent laughter. "Yeah, yeah. C'mon babe let's go before Suga decides he needs to do his job."
"I do my job and I do it well!" You heard Sugawara shout as Ryuunosuke dragged you out of the locker room.
"Your teammates are weird." You commented.
"I guess they are."
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honeypirate · 3 years
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Three Times Three (pt one??)
Tanaka x femreader
Noya x femreader
Third years Noya/Tanaka/y/n
No pairing. Messy feelings. I don’t know how to end it and I might not lolol but here’s this
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You watched the way Tanaka moved across the court, strong, each step predetermined as he moves through his practice formations. He rolls his bottom lip through his teeth as he watches the ball moves back to him.
His bottom lip pops from his teeth as he runs and spikes the ball with everything left in him, as the echo dies Coach Ukai calls practice and they begin to clean up.
“Psst… Tanaka” you say with a playful smile when he meets your eye. An immediate grin pulls across his lips and he bounds over to you screaming your name.
“Will you walk me home?” You ask and he raises his eyebrows with a little blush “you ask me every day y/n. You know I’ll always walk you home” you feel your cheeks heart up and heart hammer as you watch a bead of sweat drip from his chin.
He lifts the edge of his shirt to wipe the sweat, exposing his stomach muscles and his abs contract as his wipes at his face and neck. Your brain short wires and you look away slowly, trying to be normal but you meet Noya’s eye and you know he saw.
He chuckles and winks at you but doesn’t interfere with your conversation.
“Yes I know. I just like to make sure I’m not making you miss something you’d rather be doing. I’m a big girl and can walk home alone if I need to” you look back up to his eyes now that he dropped his shirt again and he laughs
“If there was anything I could do that was better than walking you home then I’d tell you. Don’t worry okay?” He was so easy to talk to, to be friends with, but you suspected it was because he’s shoved you so far into the friend zone he’s not nervous around you, not when someone else occupies his thoughts.
“Tanaka, Coach Ukai wants to speak with you” Yachi says, sending a smile your way. “Of course!” He says something about coming right back but you checked out. As they walk over to the bench the coach was at you sigh, moving away from the door to sit on the concrete steps by the school.
“Hey” Noya says and comes to sit by you
“Hey Noya!” You say trying to sound fine and happy but he doesn’t buy it
“He’s an idiot” Noya says and looks back to the gym door
“What?” You ask in a quiet voice as you hold you breath a little
“You love him” a statement, not a question. He knows because he’s seen the way you look at him with stars in his eyes. He knows because he looks at you the way you look at Tanaka.
“I think so” you whisper and bury your face in your hands
“I could talk to him for you” he offers and you let out a sad laugh, setting your hand on his shoulder and sighing softly as you met his eye “thank you Noya. But it’s okay. I’m not gonna do anything about it when he has Kiyoko. I mean, how long can an unrequited love last? Right?” You chuckle and he tries to join but it comes out strained
“You’re right. How long could it last?” He says and then pulls you into a hug “he doesn’t know what he’s missing” he whispers and you feel your heart rate spike. You’ve never seen Noya so serious. You feel really lucky to know him and have him as a close friend.
“Y/n are you ready?” Tanaka asks from the door and you pull away from Noya
“Thank you, you’re a good guy” you say to Noya and he nods, watching you stand
“See ya tomorrow man!” Tanaka says with a wave and Noya waves back trying to act normal but feels his heart burn and melt into his stomach turning to ash. “See ya tomorrow guys!”
“What was that about?” Tanaka asks and you raise your eyebrows “the hug? I confided in him and he was comforting me. He’s a good guy”
“Do you like him?” His voice was quiet but yours was not
“WHat?!” You accidentally shouted from shock and he laughs
“You do! You like Nishinoya! How cute. Don’t worry I won’t tell him though your secret is safe with me” he’s all cocky you wish you could slap him but the cracking in your heart didn’t allow you to do more than just continue walking.
“He’s just my friend” you say but you know he doesn’t believe you. You know how he gets sometimes and when it’s no use in fighting because he won’t change his mind. You listen to his teasing about it the whole walk home and you try to play along but eventually you just stop joking back, when you get to your house you numbly thank him for walking you and wave over your shoulder, not looking back when he shouted another Noya/y/n ship joke.
Three years of crushing and flirting with him but now you know, he’ll never see you when he has Kiyoko in his heart. It’s time to be done. You take out your phone and open up your texts.
“So she wants you to walk her home tonight?” Tanaka asks and Noya nods. “She’s gonna help me study at her house anyway” Tanaka frowns “I could help you study” he offers and Noya laughs, shoving him “dude you’re not even in the same class! But thanks anyway!”
Tanaka didn’t know why it felt so weird knowing he isnt walking you home again, he knows you like Noya so this shouldn’t feel as big of a loss but it does.
His soul dropped to his shoes when he notices Noya leave early. You must have texted Noya because at the end of practice he slipped out of the door with a nod from Daichi. By the time Tanaka gets to the door he can only see the small versions of your backs in the distance. Why did this feel so wrong?
“Thank you Nishi, seriously I owe you one” you say with a soft laugh and he bumps his shoulder into yours “don’t worry about it. He thinks we’re studying so if he asks…” he leaves the end of his sentence empty and you nod understanding him
“You’re a genius seriously. Then I have the weekend and maybe by Monday he won’t question it if I don’t walk home with him”
“He will. He’s an idiot but a habitual one” he points out and you groan.
“Maybe I’ll quit softball. Then I can go home right after school and it’s a better excuse” you look up at the clouds, admiring them in the darkening sky.
“Aren’t you the Captain?” He asks
“Maybe” you were. You have been since second year but it wasn’t that big of deal if you quit and lost your college scholarship… I mean it was but you’d figure it out.
“I could..” he clears his throat “ if you wanted I mean.. we could walk together from now on and then when Tanaka doesn’t question it we can be done then. Since I know the truth” he scratches behind his neck and you stop in the middle of the street to look at his eyes
“You’d do that for me?” You ask and he nods “I’d do anything for you” he admits with a shaky laugh and you hug him tight “you’re seriously the best Noya”
He felt like the best and equally the worst. His heart was racing and his stomach flutter. He gets to walk with the girl he’s in love with and spend one on one time with her!! But he has to deceive his best friend who he knows you’re in love with. It’s not like Tanaka even likes you! He loves Kiyoko! And he himself was helplessly in love with you. So Tanaka wouldn’t mind right?! But if he told Tanaka the truth he’d have to also oust your feelings and he couldn’t do that.
When he says goodbye at your door you give him a friendly kiss to his cheek and he decides that he will do anything for another one of those.
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