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tsukkismoonlight · 1 year
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HQ!! Types of friends || misc headcanons
Based on actual things I've done with my friends cause it's the little things in life <3
Ft. Atsumu, Kenma, Tsukishima, Akaashi, Bokuto, Daichi, Terushima, Oikawa, and Nishinoya
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Atsumu is the one who has a water balloon fight with you, in your front yard, at 10pm. You were supposed to have it earlier, but the day had other plans. But when he saw you feeling bummed about it, he took the initiative to fill the balloons and put them outside for you two. Sure it was cold, but the way you two were laughing your asses off as you tried to hit each other, and failed half the time because of how dark it was? A memory you won't ever forget.
Kenma who calls you at 9:30pm, asking if you'd want to come over and play games with him. Sometimes the night consists of the two of you playing some multiplayer game together, while other nights are spent sitting quietly as you both try to complete your own games. When you stay over a little too late, he'll say that it's okay if you just crash there. And if you're the type who doesn't sleep until it's technically morning, just like him, the two of you will scrounge around the kitchen finding odd snacks for 4am, like left over pizza for kenma, and two uncrustables for yourself.
Tsukishima isn't one to be overly affectionate to his friends, everyone already knows this. But you easily notice that it's the little things that show he cares. Something he does often, is recommending movies or tv shows that he enjoyed, hoping that you'd like them too. He will usually wait a few days before asking if you watched them yet, and to ask what you thought about them. He likes to make sure that you enjoyed what he recommended, and of course it makes him feel better knowing that he's still up to date with the things you like.
Akaashi is the type of friend who will let you randomly come over, sprawl across his bed and just talk about your day. He likes to watch you recount your adventures, finding it funny how animated you can be while storytelling. Occasionally he'll add his own anecdotes, granted they're a lot less flashy, but it always brings your mood up just hearing about his day. At a point, he makes sure to have 'your spot' on his bed clear of anything that could get in your way, and even bought extra blankets for you to use while you're there.
Bokuto always gives you the biggest bear hugs when he sees you, as long as you let him do so that is. It doesn't matter if it's been a few weeks or a few days since he saw you last. He wraps strong arms around you, nearly squeezing the life out of you as he lifts you from the ground, a boisterous and infectious laugh that will rumble through his chest each and every time he does this. One time, when he went on a particularly long trip, he left you with a sweater of his, saying something about how hopefully it would take the place of his hugs until he came back.
Daichi is the friend who tries new recipes with you. If you're craving something, he'll find the recipe online, and go buy the ingredients. You take turns on whose kitchen you use, but you always cook them together. There's always a good mix of your favorite music artists, resulting in small dance parties while you wait for your food to cook. For the most part, you two wind up with a delicious meal or snack, but there have been times when something doesn't come out right, and you have to brainstorm on who to give the leftovers to.
Terushima goes on late night drives with you. If it's nice enough, the windows are rolled down, and the music is just slightly too loud to have any sort of conversation with him. Sometimes he's a little scary of a driver, in his words "the curbs just jump out at me sometimes" but regardless, you'll always think fondly of how terrible of singers you both are, though neither of you care that much. Sometimes, when you're feeling extra dubious, he comes up with the scheme of stealing a lone traffic cone, which has resulted in his room having two or three of the things.
Oikawa hates house sitting alone. He honestly just hates being alone in the first place, which is why you're the first of his friends that he reaches out to. He makes sure to tell whoever it is that he's watching the house for that you'll be there, and by now they've come to remember your name. Sometimes you two don't even do anything while you're there, but the comfort in knowing that neither of you are alone in an unfamiliar place is always welcome. On top of that, he likes to joke about how similar house sitting together is to if you'd be roommates. Slightly messy living room, sleepovers in your not so far rooms, and plenty of movie nights.
Nishinoya goes ghost hunting with you. He's practically the only one of your friends who even agrees to go. He'll help research any supposedly haunted areas in your town, and do his best to exaggerate the details in an attempt to scare you. While you're out on an adventure, he'll be sure to make sure he's prepared with all of the necessary items, flashlights, snacks, bandaids, some sort of protective ward, random coins to leave as gifts for the spirits. You love seeing how invested in the activity he gets, and how eventually he's the one inviting you to go out and explore.
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bonez-and-gutz · 6 months
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dumb boys, bad decisions, and clubs
hi!! this is part of my yamaguchi centric fanfic, it’s not finished but there will be updates!
THIS IS A RARE PAIR POLY FIC!!
WARNING!!! NSFW themes and descriptions of infidelity, panic attacks, and BAD coping mechanisms (don’t do anything tadashi does)
word count: 11,663
parings : tsukishima kei x yamaguchi tadashi, oikawa tooru x tershima yuuji x kuroo tetsurou x yamaguchi tadashi, tsukishima kei x oc
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DESCRIPTION:
Yamaguchi Tadashi has it all: a full ride to his top college plus a sports scholarship, captain of his high school volleyball club, straight A’s, and the perfect boyfriend.
So when he sees the new first year manager on her knees between his boyfriend’s legs, he does what any sane person would do.
He fucks some of his old volleyball rivals.
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NSFW warnings: infidelity, oral sex, foursome (mxmxmxm), fingering, anal sex, dom/sub dynamics, hair pulling, dacryphilia, overstimulation, everyone but tadashi is a switch, restraints, multiple orgasms, rough sex
tadashi is of legal age, just not of legal drinking age
hope you enjoy!!
Wind sifts in and out of the open gymnasium. Various pairs of volleyball shoes squeak and scuff up the worn wooden floor. A soft breeze briefly cools off the red-faced teenagers practicing hard inside.
If one were to glance into the building, one would see fifteen high school boys practicing their hardest, bodies being pushed to their limits. After all, competition season is only a few months away and they are going to nationals this year.
"Shoyo, here!" A loud and masculine voice yells out.
"On it!" With a quick movement, the boy sprints across the court only to slam his hand against the ball arcing through the air. He hits it with a scary kind of precision that causes the first years on the other side of the net to cower at the fear of being hit.
"Fuck yeah!" Hinata yells out at his victory with red cheeks and a heaving chest. Kageyama gives the boy a hard and enthusiastic high-five in congratulations.
"How was that, captain?"
Yamaguchi smiles at his friend's bond, "Amazing! Your freak set is getting freakier by the year!" He compliments.
The freckled boy (more like man) walks over to the basket full of volleyballs and grabs one from the pile. His kouhais across the court gulp, they know what's coming, it happens every practice.
Standing in the middle of the court, just behind the boundary line, Tadashi lets out a deep breath. He spins the ball in his hands once, twice, a final time. With a hefty toss, the ball ascends into the air and Yamaguchi runs toward it, eyes intense and focused.
Almost.
Almost.
Now!
As the ball hits its crest, he swings his right arm back expertly and palms the volleyball perfectly. He can practically smell the fear that radiates from the first years that cower on the other side of the net. The ball goes sailing past the net and the third-year holds his breath, hoping that the serve made it in. It starts to arc toward one of the first years near the corner of the court and Tadashi lets out a "Woohoo!!" at his almost perfect jump float serve.
The kids on the other side scramble to receive the ball. Number 3, a tall kid named Nirai Kenji (who reminds Yamaguchi a little bit too much of his former teammate Azumane Asahi) dives for the ball, his forearms make contact but the force of the spin causes the ball to shoot toward another teammate who ducks in surprise while shrieking like a goose. Tadashi smiles.
He prides himself on his serves and he's certainly gotten better since his first year. Tadashi's strength lies not in the power of his serves, but in the precision and technique. He prefers to spend hours honing his skill than going to the gym to gain muscles for force.
"Wooo!! Nice goin' cap'n!" Shoyo yells out, clapping his hands together. Tadashi bashly smiles at the praise, not used to the attention even while being the team captain.
He huffs happily and walks over to pick up another ball, “we’re doing this until one of you receives it back to me!” The first years groaned in response. Tadashi, Shoyo, and Tobio just laugh at the newbies’ mild annoyance. Even Hitoka chuckles at them.
While getting ready to set up his nth serve of the day, Tadashi spots a blonde head of hair coming through the door, though he almost misses the short first year nervously trailing behind him. Tadashi narrows his eyes slightly.
“Kei! You asshole, where have you been? Practice is halfway over already,” the captain questions his boyfriend. Tsukki just tuts at him.
“Mr. Nakamoto held me back, had to talk to me about university bullshit.” Yamaguchi narrows his eyes slightly, ’that shouldn’t take an hour and a half…’
Tadashi attempts to shrug it off but then remembers that all of the third years in the volleyball club had met with the counselors at the same time to prevent a missed practice. “Wait, but didn’t you-“
“Yo beanpole, get your ass over here and block for us,” Shoyo yells at Tsukki, eager to work on his precision spikes. Kei walks over to the eager ginger and adjusts his sports glasses. Even after all these years of knowing Kei and playing volleyball with him, Tadashi can’t help but snicker at the sports glasses. They make Kei look like a toddler who just got their first pair of glasses.
He sighs in response to his boyfriend’s aloof demeanor, having thought that the two of them had gotten past that wall of Tsukishima’s vulnerability. Upset at the interruption of Shoyo’s eagerness to practice, Tadashi huffs and walks back over to the cart full of volleyballs. A feeling of uneasiness settles in his gut, and he attempts to refocus his mind by hitting a multitude of difficult serves, but he just can’t get rid of that gruelingly gross feeling.
A few more hours of practice go by and at this point, Tadashi can’t feel the sting on his numbingly red hands. With sweat-soaked hair and clothes, he meanders his way over to the bench and grabs his dedicated towel.
He wipes himself off and grabs his icy cold water bottle, the condensation bringing back the stinging feeling that had left his hands hours ago. He lets his body relax into the cool bench as the metal creaks slightly underneath his weight. His shoulders sag down as he breathes heavily through open-mouthed pants.
Even after hours of grueling practice, Tadashi just can’t get Kei off of his mind, and it’s not for the normal hot boyfriend plus horny teenage boy reasons.
Something about him has been seeming off the past few weeks, maybe even a month now. He's been distant, cold, and dismissive. Tadashi haasn’t seen Kei like this since they were in middle school and Tadashi had his first kiss with an upperclassman right when Kei had planned to confess.
Not to mention the fact that Tadashi hasn’t had a good dicking since the start of April and it’s already halfway through June.
Being a third-year high school student guarantees a busy schedule, especially when you’re involved in clubs but Tadashi knows the ins and outs of Kei’s schedule. Suddenly, all of his free time seems to become preoccupied with everything but his needy and attractive volleyball captain of a boyfriend. Tadashi is just so entirely over it.
Taking another swig from his water bottle, Tadashi can see Tobio and Shoyo messing around in the corner. Sweaty, smiling faces entirely too close together and hands wandering to places that are not acceptable for out in the open.
He lets out a small frustrated puff, fully knowing that once practice is over the disgustingly cute couple will high-tail it out of the gym and straight to Tobio’s empty house where they will probably only resurface to the outside world to get water and food. And maybe a shower.
Tadashi decides that he’s going to use their tiny little horny brains to his advantage. Clapping his hands together loudly to draw everyone’s attention to him, he stands up to face the rest of the Karasuno Volleyball Club. His eyes scan the room and he quickly notes in his head that he doesn’t see his boyfriend in the crowd of sweaty teenagers.
“Alright! Practice for today is over and because I am your incredibly gracious captain, none of you have to stay after to clean!” He announces, throwing his arms out like the ringleader of a circus.
A chorus of excited hoots and hollers follow his announcement as all of his underclassmen scramble to grab their stuff. They sprint off to the locker room, eager to change out of their sweaty practice clothes and hang out for the rest of the night.
“Enjoy your freedom of a Friday night!” Tadashi calls after the gaggle of teenage boys.
Once the gym has cleared out for the most part, Tadashi walks to the volleyball cart and wheels it around the gym. He picks up stray volleyball after stray volleyball and tosses them into the bin. As he cleans, his teammates start to file out of the locker room. He says his goodbyes to all of them and makes sure to poke fun at the first years as they leave.
Hitoka finishes packing up her notes from practice and waves goodbye to Tadashi, “Goodnight Tada-kun! Have a good weekend.”
Tadashi waves back at her with a smile. Ever since she started dating Kiyoko there has been a shift in her demeanor. Hitoka has always been kind and bubbly, but even more so now. Once he’s finished picking up the volleyballs and the gym has cleared out for the night, Tadashi starts to wheel the ball cart over to the storage room doors.
“Well, looks like it’s just you and me Kei,” he turns to his side, expecting the tall teen to be near the entrance to the locker room but sees no evidence of him. Tadashi does a slow spin and scans his surroundings, concluding that he’s been left alone for the night.
“Goddammit!” He mutters under his breath, now left to clean up the mess by himself. Tadashi thought that at least Kei would stay back like they did last year. Cleaning time was more than just mopping on most days. He goes to his pocket to grab the storage room key when he notices the door is open, Weird. I thought I locked it up earlier.
His thoughts are interrupted by a loud moan coming from the closet. A moan he knows the sound of like he knows the back of his hand. His cheeks flush a brilliant pink as his heartbeat suddenly speeds up. With his shorts a little tighter than they were five minutes ago, Tadashi pushes the door open with a dopey smile, “Wow Kei-chan, couldn’t wait until we got home, huh?”
The third year is stopped dead in his tracks as he sees the first-year manager, Jinso Sidero, on her knees between Kei’s thighs, his shorts down with one hand tangled in her brown hair and the other tugging on her loosened uniform bow. Her skirt is pulled up over her hips, exposing her lacy underwear and her shirt and school blazer are strewn across the floor a few feet away from the couple.
Tadashi’s eyes widen as he looks at Kei, whose face displays a show of perfect, cheating pleasure. Kei opens his eyes to see his boyfriend and jumps, causing the girl sucking him off to gag at the sudden pressure. She makes a noise that can be interpreted as “What?”
“Shit!” Kei yells out as he makes eye contact with the shorter man.
“What the fuck?” Tadashi stumbles back into the door, his weight causing the door to swing back. The lack of backing causes him to fall sprawled out onto the gymnasium floor. Tears immediately spring up and his stomach lurches, absolutely nauseated. Without missing a beat, he scrambles up, runs to grab his bag, and sprints out of the gym.
Tadashi doesn’t look back.
Desperate, Kei tries to awkwardly run after him, shorts and boxers now pulled up. He gives up once he realizes that Tadashi is long gone.
“Fuck!” This is his first thought once he’s processed what happened. The frustrated blonde pulls at his hair and curses again. He looks to Sidero and without a beat, picks up her clothing, aggressively before haphazardly dressing her, and unceremoniously shoving her out of the storage closet.
“Babe wha-” the door slams shut before Sidero can finish her sentence. Kei slides down the other side of the door with his fists bunching up the fabric of his shorts so hard that his knuckles turn white.
He never planned for Tadashi to find out…
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Tadashi’s chest is tight and it feels like a million bricks are being smashed into his head. His feet feel like they’re on fire but he pays hardly any attention to the gnawing pain. The brisk summer night kisses his face as the rushing wind dries the tears rolling down his cheeks.
By the time he’s reached his front door, Tadashi can’t breathe. He attempts to take huge, gasping breaths but the exhales just come out as broken sobs. He can barely see through the tears and his nose is clogged with snot. He breathes as violently as the rushing thoughts come in and out of his head.
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck? What just happened? Was Kei really cheating on me? Of course he was, look at what they were doing you fuckwad!
His hands shake harshly as he fumbles with the keys in front of him, fingers sweaty and vision blurred. It takes him three tries before he’s finally able to find the right key and open the front door. Once inside, his body works on autopilot while his brain goes a million miles a minute.
Was I not good enough? Did I not satisfy him? Did he leave me because he can’t deal with someone like me? Of course he chose her, just look at her. Was I that bad? Why wasn’t I good enough?!
He stumbles his way upstairs, tripping up the steps and slamming into the wall on the way up. Both his backpack and his volleyball bag slide down his shoulders and off his arms. A loud thwump is registered in the back of Tadashi’s mind as the bags slump down the stairs, articles of clothes slip out of the half-zipped pratice bag.
Grappling with the handle on his bedroom door, he slams it shut behind him, thankful that his parents are out for the weekend. Bleary-eyed and stumbling, he makes it to the ensuite and practically wipes the countertop clean in the search for his Atarax. As soon as he spots the familiar orange bottle, he swipes it and begins the struggle to open it.
“Stupid fucking child safety caps!”
He’s just about to open to orange pill bottle when the familiar feeling of bile rushing up into his throat causes him to drop the medicine and toss himself over the open toilet bowl.
Scorching tears run down his face as everything he ate comes up until it’s nothing but stomach acid and spit. His shoulders shake with how violent the heaving is and his fingers ache from his vice-like grip on the porcelain toilet. Once he’s sure that everything has been emptied and that gut-wrenching feeling has finally subsided, he reaches up a shaky hand to flush the toilet.
Tadashi wipes his mouth and sits back on his knees before immediately grabbing and opening the rattling bottle of meds. Once the trusty green pills are in his hand, he collapses to the floor in a sobbing heap and dry swallows five of them. Four more than he needs.
The gross taste of slightly dissolved medicine sits unpleasantly on his tongue as Tadashi drags himself to the edge of the alcove before using all his might to turn on the cold water. He heaves himself up over the side of the tub and flops down into it.
Icy droplets of freezing cold water soak through his hair, shorts, and t-shirt, while burning hot tears soak the skin of his face and hands. His body shakes severely, and loud sobs echo throughout the shower as he grips his hair hard enough to rip it out. With white knuckles and red eyes, he lays down on his side and shivers.
Tadashi makes no moves to change the temperature of the water.
All he thinks about is what he’d done wrong, what he had done to deserve this. Memories circle through his mind, seven years' worth of friendship and five of which worth of dating washed down the drain.
Tadashi thought they would move in together after high school. That they’d get a house together and even have kids. That they would grow old together. They simply were just meant to be. Call him naive but Tadashi thought that his first love would be the love of his life. Even the first time they met was like something out of a television show or a movie.
Little Tadashi was being picked on by some bigger kids due to his small size and shy nature. They’d been shoving poor ten-year-old Tadashi around, rummaging through his bookbag and making fun of his cute drawings and doodles, even going so far as to tell him he’d never be able to play volleyball if he kept being small like that (though it’s not like Tadashi really had any control over when and how tall he grew...)
Tears had just started to spill from the young boy’s eyes when he heard an annoyed voice ‘tch’ at the sight.
“Can’t you guys pick on someone your own size? I mean, come on now. It’s pathetic.” Tadashi looked up to see a tall blonde-haired boy with the thickest glasses he’d ever seen looming over him and his bullies. His eyes widen exponentially at the sight of this new person, who he immediately recognizes as the tall scary boy from his class.
On the first day of school, Tadashi was instantly terrified of him as he was all of four foot nothing whilst Tsukki had been almost five feet tall already. While his brain processed what had come out of Tsukki’s mouth, the three boys that had been beating on him immediately stiffened up and ran off with nothing more than a measly squeal. Once sure that his tormenters were long gone, Tadashi calmly stood up, gathered his things, and walked over to the (even then) tall blonde boy.
“Thank you so much!” He yells as he bends at the waist, eyes closed tight and arms by his side. He stays that way until he hears a small “tch.”
“Get up. You don’t need to thank me. Next time, do it yourself,” the taller rudely tells Tadashi off with a roll of his eyes and turns to start walking away.
Noticing the white tennis shoes leave his vision, Tadashi straightens up and scrambles after the blonde. He runs ahead of him and stops in front of him, panting slightly.
“What’s…what’s your name?” Tadashi manages to puff out, hands resting on his knees as he attempts to catch his breath. A silent moment passes between them and as the silence continues to fill the air, a knot of anxiousness starts growing in Tadashi’s stomach at the lack of an answer.
Nervous, he stood back up to his full height again and stared directly into those smart yellow eyes.
“Tsukishima Kei,” the little elementary-aged Tsukki answered him with an aloof expression.
“I’m Yamaguchi Tadashi,” he smiled back, eyes full of happiness.
From then on, the two had been entirely inseparable. The boys spent almost every single waking moment together. They had countless sleepovers, video game sessions, playful volleyball matches, and smiles.
By the time they’d hit middle school, the dynamic between the two shifted, to what, neither knew at the time. Gone were the small smiles and days of personal space. The two boys would stare at each other whenever they thought the other wasn’t looking, eyes full of want and love. Each of them found every single excuse to touch each other, whether it was a brush of the fingers, a small kick, or even the occasional full-blown hug.
Tadashi was twelve years old when he realized that he liked boys. Terrified and scared, he went to his best friend with tears in his eyes and shaking hands with the expectation that Tsukki would beat him up and call him a fairy or even a slur.
Instead, he got unconditional love and support along with the confession that Tsukki was actually gay as well. With that knowledge, Yamaguchi finally spilled to Tsukki that he had a huge crush on their upperclassman and volleyball club captain, Kazuhira Hayate.
The day that Yamaguchi got his first kiss from Kazuhira was the day that he and Tsukishima started dating. Tsukki walked briskly to the gymnasium, a letter in a pink envelope grasped so tightly in his left hand that the paper threatened to rip, and a bouquet of Tadashi’s favourite flower and walked in on Yamaguchi getting his first kiss. Tsukki felt so betrayed and upset that he threw the beautiful bouquet of pink camellias to the ground with a sharp ‘thwap!’ The pink letter followed soon thereafter.
Startled by the sound, Tadashi broke from the kiss and turned to see Kei running hurriedly out of the classroom, hands wiping his face as the dam of tears broke. Without another thought, Tadashi picked up the forgotten items and sprinted behind his best friend.
Once Tadashi had finally caught up with Kei, he could see the taller boy’s puffy eyes and red nose clearly, he could even see the little tears that threatened to spill over. Arguing and yelling ensued afterward until finally, finally, Kei grabbed the letter he’d written. He ripped it open without remorse and read it, bleary-eyed and embarrassed. It was then that they had their first kiss together and it marked the beginning of a relationship that Tadashi thought would last until the stars collided.
How naive he was, Tadashi can’t help but ponder over the innocence of their beginning. It certainly feels like the stars collided now. As if the entire universe was pulling the Earth closer and closer to the Sun until everything was wiped out in a brilliant display of white light.
He struggles to sit up in the tub. With his entire body shaking from the cold and the panic running through his system, it’s difficult to do anything. With tremoring hands, he reaches over and turns off the water but makes no moves to leave the tub.
He just sits there.
Crying.
By the time he’s calmed himself down enough to leave the cold safety of the bathtub, the window outside tells him that the sun has set. It's been at least an hour and a half since he caught his (assumingly now ex) boyfriend getting sucked off by what Yamaguchi used to think was the innocent new first-year manager.
He wants to forget. Tadashi wants to take out his brain and cut away the memory of that experience and throw it straight into the garbage disposal.
But, he can’t do that. He can, however, do the next best thing.
It’s good that he still has the fake ID that Shoyo made him get.
Head still buzzing, Tadashi strips off the soaking wet clothes and throws them into a plopping, sopping wet pile on the bathroom tile. He turns the shower back on and washes away his anxiety, now coming up with various ways he can score a stranger and one night stand his problems away for twelve hours.
Once finished with his shower, he towels himself off and picks out the sluttiest outfit that he owns. The tight high-waisted black pants show off the fat curve of his ass and display his strong thighs from years of volleyball conditioning. He leaves the top three buttons of his flowy white blouse open to showcase his collarbones and unmarked neck.
Tadashi is almost one hundred percent sure this outfit will warrant him a good fuck or at the very least, a makeout session steamy enough to fog up the mirror in his brain. He styles his hair so that it frames his face. A little bit of shimmery eyeshadow decorates his lids and a swipe of eyeliner extends the natural shape of his dark brown eyes. A dab of highlighter enunciates his features.
As he walks out of the bathroom, Tadashi glances at the photo sitting proudly and undisturbed on his desk.
It was captured when he and Kei had their third anniversary, a week after Kei’s fifteenth birthday. They were at a park between their houses and they were smiling brightly in the picture, faces full of glee and love.
Tadashi walks over to the photo and chucks it into the trash to be forever forgotten in a pile of pencil shavings and messed-up chemistry notes. He grabs his keys off the floor of his bedroom and trudges downstairs, not bothering to move the two bags at various places of descension.
With a final huff, he opens his front door and slams it shut behind him. He locks it before turning around and making his way into town on foot.
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The cool summer breeze nips and kisses his face as he walks down the sidewalk. His eyes search the streets, looking for anything to focus on. He settles on the girls in front of him. They’re probably around sixteen and they still have their school uniforms on, they probably just finished with cram school and are headed for some light-hearted fun. Probably karaoke.
As Tadashi walks, the night continues, the bright lights of the stars dimmed from the light pollution of Miyagi’s city-like town center. A familiar greenish-blue glow shines on his face, the neon glow inviting him back into a club he hasn’t been to in years.
The last time he came here, he was sixteen and he and Tsukishima were trying to get as fucked up as they possibly could to erase the image of the two of them walking in on Coach Ukai and Takeda fucking in the club room.
Without another moment, Tadashi pulls out his fake ID and walks up to the bouncer. The burly man in front of the door barely gives a glance at it before letting him through. As soon as Tadashi crosses the threshold, the smell of sweat, booze, and sex fill the air, and God is he ready to join the people dancing away on the dance floor.
He heads straight to the bar and orders an amaretto with pineapple juice. The sweet bartender smiles at him, recognizing the distress on his face. She also notes that he probably wants to get fucked up. Fruity drinks are the best way to do so.
“Bad day?” She questions as she pours juice into the liqueur.
“Fuck, you could say that,” he responds back, his excited smile turning into a grimace.
“What happened?” She grabs a little umbrella and uses it as a stir stick, hoping that the cute little garnish will help brighten Tadashi’s day a little bit.
“I just caught my boyfriend of five years cheating on me.”
“Shit. Well, it’s a good thing I made this one a bit heavy-handed. Go out there and show him what he’s missing, yeah?” She finishes off the conversation and slides the drink over the counter.
Tadashi glances down at her name tag, “thanks Yukio.”
He leans against the bar and looks around the room, taking in the sight of people of various genders and sexualities grinding and dancing against each other to the beat of the music. In less than five minutes, he’s already almost finished with the fruity cocktail and is two shots of tequila away from going to the dance floor.
He turns back to Yukio to order said shots of tequila and closes his tab for the night, giving her a generous tip as a thanks. He forgoes the salt and slams back the first shot, not even bothering to suck on the lime wedge served with it.
He takes the second one like it’s intended to, the lime leaving a pleasant sting in his mouth. Without another thought, Tadashi fixes his blouse and heads out onto the dance floor.
Once he’s there, he loses himself in the music. Running his hands up and down his body and through his hair, he mouths along to the lyrics of Kai’s ‘Mmmh.’ his hips move to the music. He’s so caught up in his own world that he doesn’t notice the multitude of hungry eyes staring at him from across the club, the lovely mix of alcohol and his meds muffling his mind.
Oikawa can’t believe his eyes. He never expected Yamaguchi to come to Secrets on a Friday night, especially since it seems that he came on his own.
The tall brunet saw him come in, full of disbelief until the little freckles scattered across the younger man’s face confirmed what he hoped was true. Tadashi Yamaguchi walked into Miyagi’s only gay bar.
Alone.
Oikawa looked around when Tadashi came in, expecting that someone had been waiting for him but he saw no sight of any of the Karasuno third years.
Next to him, Kuroo is talking up a gaggle of girls, playfully flirting with them with no intention of taking them home. He came into this outing with the mindset that he was going to be buried balls deep in Tooru once they got home. Tooru nudges the black haired man’s shoulder, drawing his attention away from the giggling girls.
“Hey, babe. What’s up?” Tetsurou questions his almost-boyfriend. Oikawa points to the dance floor where Tadashi is uncaringly grinding his ass against the crotch of a man with strong arms and a gross, sweaty face.
“Look Tetsu, it’s our little pinch server. He’s all grown up!” Tooru points out the younger boy to Tetsurou and the man squints his eyes.
Tooru leans up to Tetsu’s ear, “And he’s all alone.” As the sentence is processed in Kuroo’s head, a large smirk curls unto his face.
“Well then, I guess this old cat is going to pounce.” Oikawa rolls his eyes and urges Kuroo to go tell Terushima.
“Tell him to meet us on the dance floor, let’s see how this night goes,” Tooru finishes as he downs the rest of his whiskey, the cool liquid burning his throat as it goes and he walks onto the dance floor. As he gets closer he sees the small smile on Tadashi’s face and he can’t help but admire just how pretty he’s gotten.
When Oikawa first saw Yamaguchi during Aoba Johsai’s practice match with Karasuno, he was immediately stricken with the boy. He was decidedly disappointed when he saw Yamaguchi give Tsukishima a celebratory kiss after Karasuno scored the match point.
So, like any logical teenager, he moped about it to Iwaizumi until he got fed up with Oikawa’s shenanigans and shoved Oikawa onto Kuroo and Terushima.
By the time Yuuji and Tetsurou met Karasuno for the first time they knew pretty much everything there was to know about Tadashi. His height, his favourite food, his relationship with Tsukishima, his position, and almost everything else.
The three of them finally talked about their mutual attraction to Yamaguchi during a party thrown at Matsukawa’s house after the inter-high preliminaries where a game of spin the bottle threw up feelings that all three of them had been pushing down since middle school.
That night was the first that marked the mutually beneficial relationship that the three of them had which consisted of fucking, cuddling, and being almost-but-not-quite-boyfriends.
Then, Tadashi had just been a cute little first year that all three of them wanted to ruin so badly. They wanted to fuck and love him so thoroughly that he would never want anyone else. The Tadashi that Tooru sees in from of him is different.
This Tadashi’s face is thinner, his jawbone sharp enough to carve marble and his creamy skin practically begs for Oikawa to sink his teeth into the flesh. His cheeks are covered in a healthy glow of pink, the alcohol tinting his fair skin. His thighs have gotten bigger, more muscular but still lean. No doubt from practising every day for hours on end. Along with his thighs, his ass also filled out. Oikawa can feel his mouth watering at the thought of what it would look like marked up and covered in something less than PG.
Without another thought, he shoves himself in between Tadashi and the ogre-like man behind him and sends said man a glare that says “fuck off or I’ll castrate you.” The man looks at Oikawa, a little perturbed, and leaves without a word.
Tooru places his hands on Tadashi’s hips and guides them back to grind the younger’s ass against his clothed dick.
He then leans his head close to Tadashi’s ear, “Hey, baby. Long time no see?”
Tadashi recognizes the voice as soon as it enters his ears and he lets out a breathy “fuck” before turning himself around in Oikawa’s arms to face him.
“Hey pretty, what are you doing here?” Tooru questions him, genuinely curious. At the inquiry, Tadashi groans and buries his face into the crook of Tooru’s neck. He inhales deeply, taking an extra long whiff of the cologne Oikawa had sprayed on earlier.
“Kei cheated on me. I just want to forget for a while,” he mumbles into his shoulder. Oikawa looks down at him in surprise, not expecting that news but welcoming it wholeheartedly.
He smiles, “Would you like us to help you forget?”
Tadashi looks up questioningly, “Us?”
Oikawa then points over to Yuuji and Tetsurou, who are currently making their way across the dance floor, awkwardly dancing their way through people.
Tadashi looks up at him and pleads, “Yes. Oh God, please.”
Tooru smirks, “Good choice.” He then spins the boy around once more and presses his hand against Tadashi’s lower stomach, pushing their hips together. Then, he leans his head down and bites lightly at his neck. Tadashi groans in pleasure at the feeling, his head lolling back against Tooru’s shoulder.
With closed eyes, Tadashi allows himself to get lost in the feeling of Oikawa’s hands and lips on his body. He feels like there’s a fire burning between his legs and his head feels fuzzy in the best way. Two new pairs of hands find purchase on his body, one hand sliding underneath the open collar of his shirt to run over the expanse of his chest.
He opens his eyes to see two pairs of eyes, one the colour of roasted almonds and the other a piercing yellow. Testsurou stands in front of him, hands squeezing Tadashi’s thighs and caressing his lower stomach while Yuuji uses his cold hands to tease his chest. Without another beat, Tadashi raises his right arm and grabs a fistful of Yuuji’s dyed hair and smashes their lips together.
The kiss is open-mouthed and messy and definitely not the best kiss Tadashi’s had but at that moment it felt like he was lip-locked with Eros himself.
Eagerly, Yuuji kisses him back with a slight smirk, his tongue piercing causing a weird but pleasurable sensation. The hand that was under Tadashi’s shirt drags itself across his chest and lightly tweaks his nipple. Yuuji’s eyebrows elevate slightly as his fingertips feel the distinct coldness of a steel piercing.
“Fuck!” Tadashi moans, his hips jolting as he throws his head back. As the kiss breaks, a lewd string of saliva connects their lips together.
Yuuji is in no rush to tell the other two men about his discovery of Tadashi’s naughty nipple piercings. Tetsurou leans over and laps at the saliva before bringing his lips to meet Yuuji’s. The two men make out heatedly, licking and nipping and kissing at each other in ways that have Tadashi rutting his ass back into Tooru’s dick carelessly.
Tooru breaks his lips from Tadashi’s neck, “does that turn you on baby? Seeing two hot guys making out in front of you, sharing your spit?”
Tadashi breathlessly nods his head in response and Tooru tuts at him.
“Use your words baby.”
Tadashi swallows the lump in his throat, “I love it, sir.”
Tooru’s eyes widen at the title before his lips stretch out into a Cheshire-like grin. He pushes Tetsurou’s hands off of the younger and the black haired man gives little resistance as he is too busy swallowing Yuuji’s tongue.
Tooru lightly drags his hands from Tadashi’s hips down over his stomach and to the tops of his thighs. Teasingly, he splays his fingers and brushes oh so gently at the sides of Tadashi’s groin. Yuuji notices the movement and once again squeezes his nipple.
“Hnn..fuck me!” Tadashi keens with closed eyes, his resolve dissipating even more as his body is teased and tweaked at by the men that he has had secret crushes on since his first year.
“Since you asked so nicely,” Tooru responds teasingly.
“Open your eyes for me, pet.”
Tadashi opens his eyes and is once again met with the sight of pretty amber ones, but these eyes are shaded by a pair of thick glasses.
“Kei?” He questions, pulling away slightly from Tooru’s hold. Tetsurou follows Tadashi’s eye line to see Kei standing there, mouth agape and eyes wide.
Kei had gone to the club for the same reason Tadashi did: to forget. What he didn’t expect was to see the boy he cheated on dancing with (practically fucking) three of the hottest people that Kei had ever seen. If the blonde thought they were hot as celebrities in high school, then now all three of them were like gods.
“C’mon baby, let’s give that cheater a show,” Yuuji tells Tadashi with a smirk before pinching and tweaking at the younger’s peaked nipples, causing a hearty moan to leave his throat as Tadashi keeps eye contact with Kei.
Tooru moves his hands to palm over Tadashi’s clothed dick and he ruts up into the touch.
Tetsurou had joined Tooru behind him and began to leave marks of his own.
Tadashi, all consumed by the feelings that they’re leaving on his body, doesn’t realize that Kei had stormed off with a red face and eyes full of hurt.
He just wants more of everything that they’re giving him.
“Please. Please fuck me. Take me home and ruin me, please,” Tadashi begs the three of them with lidded eyes, his brows furrowed and face flushed. Tetsurou, Tooru, and Yuuji all share a single look and without saying a single word, they all know each other’s thoughts.
Wordlessly, all but Tetsurou break away from him and Tadashi whines at the loss of stimulation. Said man leads him across the dance floor, assisting the boy through the clusters and crowds of dancing people and out of the club. Tooru goes to quickly collect their things while Yuuji closes the tab they racked up.
The late night summer air kisses Tadashi’s cheeks and he takes a deep breath in through his nose and exhales it out his mouth. He looks up at Tetsurou who is standing next to him, phone in hand. Tadashi can make out the loading screen for Uber.
Ah, responsible as ever.
Without the three pairs of hands on his body, the musty smell of alcohol and weed, the blaring music, and the hot bodies all around him, Tadashi can think properly.
He hasn’t seen any of the boys since Yuuji graduated high school last year (Tadashi was invited to his grad party). They’ve all changed so much since that fleeting night that he can’t really remember. Yuuji had brought out enough edibles to render all of them useless for fifteen hours so that night is mostly a blur.
They all look…older. Now Tadashi can really see how much of an adult Tetsurou looks like. His jaw is defined and his cheekbones are higher than Suna on a Saturday. His eyes are the same dangerously seductive yellow that he remembers but now they have a layer of maturity to them.
Tadashi knows that this is probably a stupid decision, in a lot of ways. He’s sleeping with people that know Tsukki and all of their friends and he’s doing it all at once. Tadashi can also tell that there is some sort of existing relationship between Yuuji, Tetsurou, and Tooru but he can’t tell exactly what it is. He’d hate to be the one to come between a relationship, even more so after he’s been cheated on.
That thought brings him back to why he is doing this.
Tsukishima Kei, his boyfriend of five years, cheated on him with their first-year manager. Suddenly, Tadashi doesn’t care. He doesn’t care that Tsukishima was hurt at the sight of Tadashi having fun and getting the pleasure he’s been missing for almost two and a half months.
Tsukishima Kei does not deserve Tadashi’s forgiveness or his time and so Tadashi concludes to himself that he’s going to fuck three hot men tonight and deal with everything tomorrow morning.
Like an adult.
Tadashi looks back up at Tetsurou and admires the way that the blueish light highlights his features. The tall man looks down at him and Tadashi wills himself not to avert eye contact.
“I know, I know, I’m devastatingly handsome. Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” Tetsurou winks and Tadashi laughs at his response and walks up close to him, a plan in mind.
He puts a hand on Tetsu’s shoulder and tilts his head up, “Whatever you want, Captain,” he then pushes up onto his toes and connects their lips together into a sensual kiss. Tetsurou groans deeply into the kiss, the name tickling him in the recesses of his perverted brain. Tadashi can feel Tetsurou’s teeth scraping his bottom lip as the kiss gets deeper.
A low, teasing whistle sounds out, interrupting the intimate moment. The two pull away from each other to see Tooru and Yuuji standing there with dopey smiles and knowing eyes plastered on their stupidly smug faces.
“All worked up over a little kiss? Testu~ you’re losing your touch!” Tooru teases the slightly taller man as he eyes the erection that’s starting to press through Tetsurou’s slacks.
Tetsurou shoves Tooru’s shoulder with a grumble, “Oh shut up. That boy is a little minx!” Yuuji raises his eyebrows in response, intrigued by his lover’s word choice.
“Oh? And just what did this “little minx” do that caused our composed Kuroo Tetsurou to blush like a teenage virgin?” Yuuji teases, getting up close to Tetsurou’s face.
“He fuckin’ called me Captain,” Tetsurou mumbles out, his eyes cast to the ground and his cheeks red as roses.
Yuuji raises his brows, surprised at his answer and chuckles before turning to look at Tadashi, “My, my. Who knew our boy was such a pervert? Tell me baby, when was the last time that shitty ex of yours made you cum?”
Tadashi’s face bursts into a bright red blush and that burning feeling that was present in his groin earlier was back again at full force. He said “our” boy.
Yuuji bends at the waist, pushing his face into Tadashi’s, much like he just did to Tetusurou. With a conniving grin, he takes a strand of fringe that had fallen into Tadashi’s eyes and twirls it around his long index finger.
“I- well we, I mean I haven’t…uhm,” Tadashi’s brain shuts off from his mouth and he can’t seem to string together any semblance of a coherent sentence. He fumbles with his fingers in front of him, the way that Yuuji’s speaking causes his brain to short-circuit.
It’s been so long since, not only his body, but his brain, was teased like this.
The last few times that Tadashi and Kei had sex were quick and weirdly, not very intimate. There was a lack of pet names and kissing and Tadashi’s favourite thing, a careful mix of degradation and praise. This sudden influx of humiliating yet attractive conversation has him and his hard dick reeling in need.
“I- well, we” Yuuji mocks, “C’mon babe, it’s okay. We all know that you haven’t been getting dicked properly. We’re here to help you fix that, right?”
Dumbly, Tadashi just nods in response and swallows loudly.
“Good boy.” Tadashi’s knees go weak at the pet name and it takes all of his effort not to buckle down into the ground. How is he going to get through the night if he’s this worked up and they’ve barely touched him?
Right at that moment, the Uber that Tetsurou had ordered earlier pulls up to the curb and Yuuji stands up and saunters his way over to the car.
He’s proud that he can reduce Tadashi into a puddle of want just with some (what he considers to be) light teasing and a simple pet name.
Tetsurou huffs at Yuuji’s behavior, just happy that he’s not on the receiving end of the blonde’s incessant flirting for once.
Tooru walks up to Tadashi and smiles, “You seem like you need some help getting to the car.”
Tadashi just holds out his hand and Tooru gladly takes it, leading the younger to the silver Nissan that Yuuji and Tetsurou have already climbed into. With wobbly legs, Tadashi climbs into the car with Tooru’s help and the two of them go to the back of the car and sit in the third row of seats.
Tadashi melts into the seat, so thankful to finally be off of his feet. He’s been so caught up in the events of the day that he hadn’t realized just how much pain he was in. Between practice, sprinting home, and dancing, his feet are now burning with how exhausted they are.
The ride to the three college students’ apartment is mostly smooth and Tadashi is grateful for the reprieve that his brain (and his dick) has been granted. That is, until Tooru begins to run his right hand up and down Tadashi’s thigh, dangerously close to his half-hard cock.
The little touches flutter up and down his thighs. Sometimes, Tooru’s hand inches right above his dick but before he touches it, the feeling is dragged back up over his lower stomach. Butterflies settle in Tadashi’s tummy and he opens his legs wider, allowing Tooru more space to toy with. It takes everything in him not to moan out when Tooru finally touches him right where he wants it. Tooru’s fingers brush over Tadashi’s cock in feather-like motions, light enough to cause some long awaited stimulation but too light to give him what he really wants.
Now, Tooru’s fingers go from trailing up and down Tadashi’s shaft, to drawing little circles around his swollen balls and back up again. Every once in a while, a finger draws down enough to swipe right at the edge of Tadashi’s clothed, clenching hole. The teasing causes Tadashi’s previously half-hard cock to turn into a full stiffie.
To Tadashi, it feels as though the teasing has been going on for hours when in reality it’s been maybe ten minutes at most. He’s so lost in the feeling of Tooru’s fingers and the effort of trying to control his sounds that he doesn't know that the car’s stopped, he only notices the lack of touch on his dick as Tooru pulls his hand away. He tries to suppress a whine as the light pressure dissipates. One look from Tooru is all he needs to know that he needs to stay quiet, at least until the four of them are inside the apartment.
With help once more, Tadashi gets out of the SUV and stands on shaky legs, his erection presses up against the seam of his trousers, causing little sparks of pleasure to travel up his spine. His eyebrows furrow up in concentration as he tries to suppress the urge to thrust his hips up at the feeling.
Yuuji sends him a knowing look and Tadashi immediately blushes and shys away from his gaze, embarrassed that the blonde haired man saw what was going on in the back of the car. He ignores Yuuji’s gaze and instead moves to walk behind Tetsurou, who is eagerly making his way up the stairs.
Tadashi follows behind on wobbly legs and puts most of his weight onto the handrails that are helping him navigate the stairs without falling backward. As he walks up the stairs, Tadashi can feel two pairs of lustful eyes staring at him. Deciding to rile them up while he can (and while he’s in the safety of a public space) Tadashi adds a little bit of extra sway to his hips and purposefully pushes his ass out a little more than he needs to when he climbs up the next stair.
The teasing action is rewarded by one of the men behind him striking him across the behind with a crisp smack, the hit landing right on the meaty part of his ass. The stinging sensation that follows afterward has Tadashi tensing up at the feeling and letting out a small moan. He stops where he is for a split second before attempting to regain his composure and make it up the last half a dozen steps.
By the time he’s gotten to the top of the stairs and Tetsurou is unlocking the door to the little apartment, Tadashi is shaking in anticipation. He’s so ready to get destroyed by the three men that tower above him, so excited to get thoroughly fucked and used and ruined.
As soon as Tetsurou swings the door open, Tooru moves in front of Tadashi and gives him a command, “Jump.” He does as he’s asked and the strong setter holds him by his thighs, Tadashi’s legs wrap around his sinfully small waist. As soon as Tooru has adjusted to the added weight, he’s walking forward into the apartment with his hands groping every inch of Tadashi’s ass and thighs he can reach, any thought of modesty thrown to the wolves.
Yuuji and Tetsurou follow the two men into Tooru’s room, where he’s taking their new lover. Their eyes are dark and their pupils are so blown out that only a sliver of their irises can be seen. The sight in front of them has both of them getting hotter and hotter and Yuuji has to make an effort to rip his eyes away from the scene in front of him in order to close the front door.
Once Tooru is standing over his bed, he leans down and lets go of Tadashi’s thighs. Tadashi plops down onto the mattress and Tooru quickly follows. Laying down on top of the length of Tadashi’s body, Tooru brings the two of them into a sloppy open-mouted kiss. The sanctuary of the apartment grants both of them the needed permission to make as much noise as they please.
Tooru moves down from the other man’s lips to trail wet kisses and suckle marks into his jawline. He gets to the spot of Tadashi’s neck that’s right under the angle of his jaw and sucks hard. The stimulation causes Tadashi to moan out, “Fuck! That’s so good, sir!” His hips buck up against Tooru’s, causing their clothed dicks to rub up against each other in a moment of euphoria.
“Shit, baby. You feel so good,” Tooru compliments in response to the glorious pressure against his dick, something he’s been yearning for since him, Yuuji, and Tetsurou initially left their apartment. Tetsurou and Yuuji watch the scene unfold as the two of them strip down into nothing but their boxers, matching dark spots of pre stain the fabric and do nothing to hide the fact that both men are aroused. They walk to seperate sides of the bed and simultaneously kneel on the mattress, their added weight causing the two men exploring each other to look up at the disturbance.
Tetsurou leans over and gently pushes Tooru up so that his and Tadashi’s chests are no longer touching each other, but now Tooru’s ass is sitting directly above Tadashi’s dick. Without hesitation, Tooru uses this new position to grind down onto the younger. His balls rub up against the length of Tadashi’s shaft and he lets out sighs of pleasure at the release of pressure on his groin. “Oh my god!” Tadashi keens, his mouth falling open due to the pleasure.
Tetsurou makes quick work of unbuttoning the youngest’s shirt but stops his task as soon as he sees the two shining metal bars that poke out of each side of Tadashi’s nipples. His brain stops for a second as he drags his nails along Tadashi’s lean stomach.
“Oh god baby, look at you,” he groans out at the sight, hands coming up to twist and pull at the piercings. He turns to look at Yuuji, who has pulled out his hard cock from the confines of his boxers and is currently stroking himself slowly, a prince albert decorates the head and glints against the soft glow of the lamp light.
“Why didn’t you tell me that this little vixen had his nipples pierced?” Tetsurou emphasizes the inquiry by tugging harshly on the metal and pulling a moan out of Tadashi’s mouth that is so sinful Satan himself would blush at the sound.
“Wanted to- hnng- surprise you,” Yuuji grunts out as he fucks his fist to the sight in front of him, a wet shlick noise joining the cacophany of erotic sounds in the room.
“Well you sure as shit did,” Tetsurou comments as he removes his hands from Tadashi’s nipples, which now sit stiff and senstive. The black haired man lifts his shoulders off of the bed slightly to get Tadashi completely out of his shirt. As the sleeves fall down Tadashi’s shoulders, he can feel Tooru’s weight shift off of him and feels the setter’s deft fingers pulling on the zipper of his pants followed by the button coming undone.
Tadashi lifts his hips as best he can to aid Tooru in pulling down his pants and boxers. The brunet yanks his own pants down along with Tadashi’s and throws them somewhere in the bedroom. He’ll deal with the mess tomorrow. He eagerly yanks his shirt up and off his head. Tadashi squirms underneath the older man’s gaze, his chestnut brown eyes full of both lust and longing.
The younger gazes up at Tooru intensely, taking in his nude form that Tadashi swears must be the inspiration for countless Greek statues. His chisled abs look strong and Tadashi wants to run his tongue over every hill and through every valley of his torso. His Adonis belt is defined and points Tadashi’s eyes directly down to look at Tooru’s fat, flushed cock.
He wants to grovel at Tooru’s feet and worship every inch of him. Tadashi wants to kiss up and down his aroused dick and wants to know what the setter would feel like on the inside. Probably something akin to the finest velvet produced.
“You’re so perfect, like a God,” he mumbles out to himself, not entirely aware that he’d said that aloud. On top of him, Tooru moans out at the praise and rocks his hips onto Tadashi’s again as a reward.
“As much as I would love for you to worship me, today it’s our turn to worship you, baby,” Tooru says as he presses his hands on the top of Tadashi’s thighs, now grinding against him in a dizzingly pleasurable rhythm. The feeling of their bare cocks rubbing against one another has Tadashi’s head reeling in pleasure. Tetsurou resumes his work on the youngest’s sensitive nipples, determined to get him to cum for the first time of the night.
“Fuck! More…more please!” Tadashi whines out, his hips bucking up against Tooru’s erractically. Yuuji gets up from his position at the end of bed and moves to sit next to Tadashi’s head. Said boy turns to look at him, eye watery and pupils blown.
“Plea…se,” he begs pathetically, brows drawn up tight and face scrunched in pleasure. Yuuji looks down at him and brings a hand to his face. He caresses the side of Tadashi’s forehead, gently petting his ruffled hair down.
“This is all you’re getting right now, pet. So be a good boy and take it for me, okay?” Yuuji smirks down at Tadashi, who whines in disappointment but ultimately begins to let himself become more immersed in the pleasure his body is feeling.
“That’s a good boy. Just feel it. Feel the way that Tooru is working your cocks together. Feel Tetsu’s tongue on your nipple. Does it feel good, love?” Yuuji questions, bringing his hand back to his own straining dick. He runs his hand over the shaft, the pressure just enough to be pleasurable and keep him aroused, but definitely not enough to make him cum any time soon.
Tadashi nods his head in response, his shining eyes full of lust and what can only be described as wonder. The movement of his hips becomes more aggressive and his back starts to arch up into Tetsurou’s touch even more.
“Hnng I’m gonna cum!” Tadashi exclaims, already almost at the peak of his orgasm.
“Go ahead baby, come for us,” Tetsurou says as he pinches and pulls at Tadashi’s puffy nipples. Tadashi’s entire body shakes as his orgasm starts to wash over him, intense and almost overwhelming.
His cock kicks as white ropes of cum spurt out, the hot sticky liquid staining his own chest and Tooru’s dick and chest. The sight of Tadashi cumming underneath him causes Tooru to reach his own peak.
Tetsurou and Yuuji both pull back slightly to look at the two men that lay in front of them. The sight of Tadashi and Tooru cumming all over each other with their hips still grinding in order to prolong their orgasms leaves both of them groaning and fisting their cocks. Once again, not enough to make them cum, but enough to give them pleasure.
A solid three minutes have passed by the time that both Tadashi and Tooru’s orgasms have washed over them. The older practically collapses on top of Tadashi as both of them breathe heavily, smearing their cum together on their stomachs.
“That was…” Tooru starts breathlessly, “amazing.” Swallowing roughly, Tadashi responds. “Fuck, I don’t think I’ve come that hard in a fucking year.” He chuckles, the endorphins that come from sex still fogging up his brain. He begins to shift under Tooru and push the older man off of him, thinking that this night of sex is over.
“Woah, woah. Where are you going?” Tetsurou questions, using his hand to push Tadashi back down. Confused, he just looks back up at the black haired man.
“I thought we were done? I mean, I already came,” Tadashi responds, genuinely naive to the thought of how this night was going to go.
Almost simultaneously, the other three men bust out in a great deal of laughter, Tetsurou’s howling drowning out the other two’s. Puzzled, Tadashi looks at them, starting to feel a bit self conscious as he awkwardly chuckles along.
“Oh, baby…do you mean to tell me that Kei would only make you cum once?” Yuuji questions, his eyes containing a predatory glint to them that has Tadashi shrinking back into the bed. With big eyes, he nods at Yuuji.
“Oh, no no. That just won’t do,” Yuuji tuts in fake sympathy, “See baby, I want to ruin you. I want you to cum so much that you can’t think of anything that’s not us and the pleasure you’re feeling. Okay?”
“Shit!” Tadashi’s eyes roll back into his head and he almost cums again just from Yuuji’s words right then and there. Tooru pulls himself off of Tadashi to see that his cock is already filling back up again. “I can’t believe you haven’t been played with like this before, especially since your body wants it so badly,” Tooru smirks as he drags a finger from the head of Tadashi’s flushed cock, down the swell of his balls, and around the rim of his fluttering asshole.
“Unhh, Tooru!” Tadashi keens as Tooru runs his finger around the taught ring of muscle. Gently, Tooru pushes Tadashi’s thighs apart to gain more access to his quivering hole.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty, baby,” he comments as he ducks his head down in between the smaller man’s legs. Tooru’s tongue darts out to lap at his entrance, tasting a mix of his and Tadashi’s dripping cum. Tetsurou holds Tadashi’s head in his hands and urges him to open his eyes and look at him.
“Here’s what’s going to happen, pet. Tooru is going to open you up for me with his tongue and fingers and then you’ll sit on my dick. Then, you’re gonna let Yuuji sit on yours, alright?” He explains vulgarly, excited yellow eyes piercing through Tadashi’s hungrily.
Tadashi nods in agreement but the silent answer only earns him a pinch on the thigh from Tooru. He yelps in response.
“Tooru’s right baby, you need to use your words. So tell us, is that alright?” Tetsurou asks, an air of dominance surrounding him that hadn’t been there for most of the night.
“Yes, sirs!” Tadashi wastes no time in answering, fully believing that the three of them would have absolutely no problem with punishing him if they thought it appropriate. As a reward, Tooru begins to work a finger into Tadashi’s tight ass, using a mixture of spit and cum as lube. The intruision sparks a strong of sinful moans from Tadashi’s gaping mouth.
“Oh, you’re such a good boy. Look at you,” Tetsurou coos down at him, taking note of the way that Tadashi’s eyes have almost completely glazed over. He looks over to Yuuji and beckons him to come look at the ruined man laying on the bed.
Tooru continues to scissor Tadashi open, his tongue pushing against the man’s rim. By the time he’s able to add another finger, Tadashi is starting to grind his hips back into Tooru’s hand and face.
“Look at him, under and happy. Like a natural born whore,” he comments as he brushes his hands through Tadashi’s hair comfortingly. At the compliment, Tadashi’s back starts to arch once more, showing the other three that he’s once again close to an orgasm.
Right as his back starts to arch, Tooru pulls his fingers out of Tadashi’s ass and gives his inner-thigh one last cheeky bite. Tadashi’s hips twitch as his orgasm evades him, whines pouring out of his mouth.
“Wha…why?” He gasps out, pink tear tracks staining his pretty face. Instead of Tooru answering like Tadashi’s expecting, Tetsurou pipes up instead.
“Because, baby, I want you to come on my dick,” the black haired man explains casually like his words aren’t making Tadashi’s back arch. All the hands that had been caressing him leave and Tadashi feels cold. The chill is short. Just as soon as the hands left, they came back. This time though, something thicker than fingers prods at the rim of his ass.
Tadashi, who had closed his eyes in frustration, opens them again to see Tetsurou’s dick positioned in between his thighs. One look at it and Tadashi can already feel his insides clenching. Fuck. He’s so thick.
Tetsurou’s dick isn’t the longest he’s seen, in fact it’s quite average. The girth, however, is anything but average. Tadashi knows no amount of fingering would ever get him loose enough to take it without a stretch.
“Hnh…oh fuck!” Tadashi turns his head to see Tooru working his fingers in and out of Yuuji, getting him prepped to take the younger’s cock. Tetsurou, who notices Tadashi’s diverted attention, grabs his chin and pulls it to the front.
“Don’t look at them right now, baby. Look at me.” It’s in that moment that Tetsurou grabs his dick in one hand and guides it into Tadashi slowly. Tadashi throws his head back at the intrusion, the fat head of Kuroo’s cock pushing past his rim.
“Oh my god! Ohmygod ohmygo-“ his back arches as Tetsurou slides in deeper, stretching his ass. Tetsurou stops halfway inside to help Tadashi adjust. He brings his calloused hand to the younger man’s cock and gives it a few stokes to help relax him. It works and eventually he loosens his muscles and Tetsurou is able to slide in the rest of the way, balls touching his perineum.
As Tetsurou is fully seated inside him, Tadashi feels like all the air in his lungs has been knocked out. His head feels fuzzy and he’s being split open just right. He floats for a bit as Tetsurou stays still to let them both adjust, the warmth of Tadashi’s body so hot and good it’s almost overwhelming. So lost in the feeling of a thick cock inside him, Tadashi doesn’t notice the other two men who’ve shifted from their position on the bed beside him. It’s only when he feels a cold trickle of lube drizzled onto his shaft that he realizes they had moved.
He opens his eyes in time to see Yuuji swinging a leg over his hips before settling on his stomach right above his dick. Tadashi (who had already forgotten what Yuuji had said earlier) looked up at Yuuji in shock, his eyes widening.
“No…no it’s gonna be too much! I can’t-“ he blubbers, little tears springing into the corners of his eyes.
“You can. You can take it, baby. I know you can,” Yuuji interrupts before grabbing Tadashi’s lubed cock and guiding it up to his hole. Without warning, he sheathes himself all the way down in one go with a hearty, the wet warmth surrounding Tadashi’s dick all-encompassing.
For a minute Tadashi just lays there, trembling. He’s never felt so overwhelmed, so full of pleasure.
He…
loves it.
Letting his desires take over, Tadashi moves his hips, unsure if he wants to grind back into the thick cock in his ass or buck up into the wet hole on his dick.
Getting the message, both Tetsurou and Yuuji begin to work together to drive Tadashi crazy. As Tetsurou pulls out, Yuuji slams down onto Tadashi’s dick. When Yuuji pulls himself up, Tetsurou rams his cock into Tadashi’s tight hole, his fat dick hitting very good spot inside him. They work in tandem, riling him up by going fast before slowing down to an almost painful pace. Yuuji slides his hands up to Tadashi’s chest to pluck at his nipples and play with his piercings again, his thighs shaking with the effort of riding him.
At some point, Tadashi is unsure when, Tooru comes to sit next to him, turning Tadashi’s head guiding his mouth to his cock.
Greedily, Tadashi suckles and slurps on Tooru’s dick. He savours the salty, slightly bitter taste of precum. Quickly he pulls off and looks into the brunette’s eyes, “Please. Fuck my mouth.” Without hesitation, Yuuji pulls his hands from the younger man’s nipples and Tooru shifts himself so that he’s sitting on Tadashi’s chest. Almost immediately, he rams his dick back into Tadashi’s mouth. He opens his throat and allows Tooru’s cock to slide in and out.
In and out and in and out and in and out. The rhythm picks up and slows down, the three older men working Tadashi’s body into a lustful haze as nothing but groans and moans and the slick sound of bodies together is heard.
Before he knew it, the hot knot of arousal that had been building up in Tadashi’s abdomen was ready to burst. All at once, he clamped down on Tetsurou’s cock, groaned around Tooru’s, and his own kicked up inside Yuuji’s tight heat.
Tooru pulls off of his chest, giving him room to breathe as he begins to jack himself to completion. “Fuuuuuck!” He groans as his back arches and he cums inside Yuuji and around Tetsurou. Tooru fists his cock until he cums, shooting spurts of white onto Tadashi’s face. Some of it manages to land inside the man’s open mouth.
Yuuji cums soon after, painting Tadashi’s chest with semen, tight walls gripping Tadashi’s overstimulated cock. He pulls himself up and off of Tadashi before flopping exhausted on the unoccupied part of the bed. It’s just Tetsurou left.
He looks Tadashi in the eye, his green eyes glazed over with lust as tears run down his pink cheeks. “I- I can’t do it! S’too much!” Tadashi babbles, thrashing his head around.
Tetsurou reaches a hand up to gently grab his chin, “You got it, just a little more, baby.” He then leans down and connects their lips together, sharing Tooru’s cum, Tetsurou licking it up off his face. It’s only a few more thrusts before Tetsurou buries himself to the hilt and cums deep inside Tadashi with a low groan.
They stay like that for a minute, Tadashi covered in cum, Tooru and Yuuji both exhausted and splayed out, Tetsurou seated inside him still, breathing hard.
Tetsurou is the first one to move. He gently pulls himself out, shushing Tadashi’s small cries at the empty feeling, and flops back down on the bed. Tadashi tries to make a move to stand up off the bed but he finds that everything below his belly button is buzzing still, numb with pleasure. His head fuzzy from his orgasms.
Seeing Tadashi’s attempt to walk, Tooru sits up and practically shoves him back down with a glare. “Stay down,” he orders before getting up himself. He shakily pads out of the bedroom and down the hall, his footsteps getting a little farther away. The sound of a door opening and running water gives away that he’s in the bathroom.
Tooru comes back with four washcloths, one for each of them. The three older men go through their normal post-sex cleaning, wiping off lube and sweat and cum, knowing that all three of them were too tired to take a proper shower.
Then, Tooru takes the fourth washcloth and begins to gently wipe Tadashi down. Yuuji and Tetsurou sit next to him, rubbing at his skin and placing comforting kisses on his chest and face. Tadashi whines softly when the cloth is dragged against his sore cock and hole.
Between the comforting touches and the exhaustion of two orgasms, Tadashi is quickly lulled to sleep. The last thing he registers is a blanket being pulled up over his naked body and three kisses on his face before he’s pulled into the comfort of his dreams.
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emmyrosee · 2 years
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Emmy my dear could I have some Terushima fluff? nOT ANGST THIS TIME. I just reread the fic you wrote for my last ask and I am going to cry. Could I just get some humble Terushima Yuji being an insatiable tease? -pip anon (I love you, take care of yourself)
Mannn you’re no fun ☹️
Jk ily but I do love to mess with ya a lil bit 😂🥰 also you do the same, or else I’ll come fight you rn no 🧢
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He was always at your house.
Terushima Yuuji had somehow, someway managed to sneak his way into your life almost daily, opening the door and closing it like he payed the damn rent himself. Your roommates didn’t care, if anything they really loved having his company around- you’ve had to talk to them about inflating his ego more, which is about the last thing you need- but the amount of times you’ve come home to him eating your leftovers, or in one of the hoodies you stole from him, or taking a hot shower and using all the hot water was a staggering amount.
And it’s not like you… mind- well, okay, maybe you mind just a hair when you go to shower and are blasted with ice- but over all, Yuuji’s proved himself to be a good handyman in times of need, and he’s quick to give you money for groceries, and it truly makes you question where the little snot rocket from so long ago ended up in that little soul of his.
You also appreciate the sixth sense he has when it comes to you coming home, and when your hands are full of groceries, you’re secretly a little glad the stubborn asshole you now call a friend decided to stick around.
“Need help?” He says happily, propping the door open with his foot, watching as you waddle in with the bags. He makes no other moves to help you though, and you roll your eyes.
“No, I got it,” you say, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Thank you. What would I ever do without you?”
“Probably be really bored,” he snickers, grabbing one of the bags that hang haphazardly from your pinkie.
He doesn’t need to ask where things go; it’s one of the nice things about Yuuji, you never have to ask him for other help, and he does tasks with no complaints or no questions. He merely sends you teases and annoying, blown kisses when his eyes catch yours, because who would Terushima Yuuji be if not a menace to your everyday life?
“Yuuji,” you sigh, trying to hide your smile with an annoyed grimace as he bumps into you once again. “You know you could be about twelve different places right now, and they’d all be immensely more helpful.”
“Hey,” he says, pointing his index finger at you. “Watch your mouth. You love my company and you know it.”
“I almost have to,” you scoff. “You’re always here. Eating my food, stealing my blankets, using my shower. Rentless, mind you.”
He closes the cabinet door with a small chuckle before turning to your and offering you a shrug and a smile, “what can I say?” He turns to you fully, leaning against the countertop. “I just like the idea of you comin’ home to me.”
You tense up, stomach flipping at his words, and you can practically feel that stupid grin splaying over his face as he looks at you, clearly enjoying your newly flustered features.
“Shut up and put the ice creams away.”
“You got it, boss.”
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tsumus-babydoll · 2 years
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ハイキュー!!
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more to come
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osamu & atsumu 
on their way home - time skip
kita  & osamu
cheering for japans team - time skip
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schelamski · 5 months
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Things Haikyuu Boys would do in a relationship (pt. 2)
-Nishinoya, Iwaizumi, Suna, Kuroo, Yaku
Part 1: Sakusa, Kita, Asahi, Hinata, Tendo
Part 3: Kenma, Kageyama, Terushima, Akaashi, Atsumu
Part 4: Ushijima, Tsukishima, Oikawa, Bokuto, Osamu
⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆
 Nishinoya Yu: Smiling into a kiss
A lot of times when you and Yu were kissing, you could feel his lips pulling into a smile. He just couldn’t help himself, even after sharing countless kisses he still got excited for another one from you. It became such a habit that you started smiling shortly after him while kissing, leaving you two beaming afterwards.
Iwaizumi Hajime: Wrapping you in his jacket with him when you’re cold
At first Hajime played the annoyed boyfriend when you were cold again, he didn’t quite understand how somebody could be cold all the time as much as you were. His opinion changed drastically when he took you in his jacket for the first time while you two waited outside of a street food restaurant. Feeling you closely pressed against his chest, being able to wrap his arms around you (a/n please he could suffocate me with his biceps) made him look forward to spending time with you outside in the cold season. You enjoyed it even more because now you were able to listen to his fast-beating heart while feeling absolutely content in his arms.
Suna Rintaro: His hand in your pockets
Whether it was the pocket of your jacket, sweater or the back-pocket in your jeans, when you were with Rin he somehow found a way to keep his hand on you. He would pull you close enough by your belt and then stick his hands into a pocket of yours only to whisper something in your ear. Being so impossibly close to him like that still send shivers down your spine which he noticed with a teasing grin. How would you know that he himself wasn’t as unaffected as he staged to be?
Kuroo Tetsuro: Hugs
I mean have you seen this man? I don’t want to blame it on his parental issues but I do because Tetsuro is a big hugger. He will hug you in the weirdest positions, needing your closure and comfort. The best thing for him though is when you start to hug him first, it makes his heart explode everytime. It only takes one of said hugs in the doorframe when he’s coming home from a shitty day and his mood is immediately lifted. It always made him feel like he mattered to you.
Yaku Morisuke: “This reminded me of you.”
 Since your boyfriend is playing over in Russia, he’s always bringing you something from over there when he comes to visit you. The best one yet is the one Morisuke is giving you right now, it’s a key. Looking at him with disbelief he only states “I finally found a nice apartment in Ekaterinburg and I want you to come live with me. I miss you too much and we´ve talked about it for quite some time but I wanted to wait until I found an apartment that would fit us”. This feels almost as if he’s proposing to you.
⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆
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perzawa · 1 year
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TAKING YOUR VIRGINITY
pairings: kuroo, bokuto, kageyama, terushima, sugawara, yamaguchi, tanaka
warnings/tags! loss of virginity, kisses, mentions of pain
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kuroo; he’s so sweet. when you tell him you’re ready to have your first time, he doesn’t rush you. instead, he allows you to really confirm that you want him like this. he makes sure he’s careful. he’d leave rose petals, regardless of how cliche they are, in the hall leading to your shared bedroom. lit candles will reside on your bedroom dresses, providing a dim light. you’d think it’s perfect. once your lover’s sure you’re ready, he’d kiss down your chest, spreading your thighs wide for him. he’d watch for your little reactions each time his fingers stroked your clit. he’d feel himself strain against his shorts the more your eyebrows twist, giving him insight into just how good you’re feeling. it takes everything not to destroy you when he’s inside you. “you’re so pretty for me, sweet girl,” he’d whisper to you as he bottomed out, refusing to set a pace until you’re completely adjusted. you’re absolutely gorgeous under him. 
bokuto; once you told him you haven’t lost it yet, he was taken aback. it’s not that you need to lose your virginity, but it was surprising that someone like you hadn’t found the right one yet. he doesn’t rush you though. after that day, the topic of sex was never really mentioned until you both ended up in bed after a halloween party. you almost forgot you were a virgin – but he didn’t. bokuto didn’t think it was suitable to lose your virginity tipsy and in a messy room. he was sure to be slow with you. his pace was slow and deep, never taking his eyes off you to watch for any opposition. despite the circumstances, he made sure your first time was perfect. 
kageyama; unfortunately, he wasn’t aware you were a virgin until after the fact. you’d only been dating for a few months, but after scoring a victory – you’d decided you wanted to celebrate your lover. even if he wasn’t aware, it was your first time together. it was special, even if it was in the back of a car. he had you pinned to the leather seat, pressing chaste kisses to your face as he plowed into you. it may not have been slow and sweet, but you wouldn’t have had it any other way. 
terushima; he almost couldn’t help himself when he felt you for the first time. he asked for confirmation numerous times, of course. is it okay to keep moving? do you need a break? does it hurt? terushima almost couldn’t hold back the first few seconds of feeling your tight heat wrap around him. he’d made you feel comfortable before speeding his pace, losing his sanity in the way your velvet walls clung to his aching cock. the thought of wiping away your innocence fueled his arousal, making it increasingly harder for him to stay slow and gentle. he tried but eventually failed – completely losing his composure and pounding you into your mattress. 
sugawara; he took your virginity in a heated moment after a long day. you’d never actually discussed sex, but he assumed you both held the same level of experience. afraid of disappointing him, you never told him your predicament. he’d already been removing your clothes, hard cock slipping past your lips and inside you. he hadn’t bottomed out yet before you were tearing up and asking him to stop. he obliged, worried he’d done something wrong or moved into things too fast. at the time, you felt ashamed, admitting it was your first time. he was more upset about himself and not checking with you – than with you. “oh, baby – we don’t need to do anything you don’t want,” he’d tell you, apologizing as much as possible. you decided to take your time and wait since, really, you weren’t ready. 
yamaguchi; both of you were equally inexperienced when he took your virginity. you decided together that you’d wait for the time that felt right. after dating for a year, you both decided to discover each others’ needs. you both took your time sharing kisses and moving slowly until you were ready for something deeper. he felt too good – but he wanted you to feel just as good. yamaguchi barely moved, questioning how you were feeling after each deep thrust inside of you. once your winces began to wither away, he allowed himself to go a little faster, hand pinning yours above your head gently. 
tanaka; the entire time, he made jokes in order to make the moment less serious. of course, losing your virginity can be serious, but he didn’t want you to think it was everything – so he made jokes here and there before it got too serious. he was gentle with you, caressing your stomach and hands while pressing soft kisses to the corners of your mouth. he whispered in your ear, basking in the way you moaned for him. he felt so honored to be your first. he felt honored to be yours at all. “you’re so pretty under me, baby… just too good for me, huh?” 
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elizadrafts · 6 months
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how haikyuu boys wake you up
various haikyuu x gn!reader
a/n: this is all for fun please don’t get offended if your fav isn’t included! this took so long to write bc i couldn’t think of anything !! please send requests in my inbox !!!
flickering your lights on and off, it’s barely a quarter-past-nine and the two of you spent the night watching movies until witches hour. the scent of freshly made french toast wafted through the air, slowly bringing you back to consciousness. pushing yourself up to a sitting position, you noticed a mischevious glint in his eyes before he suddenly pushed your door wide open and left the room, leaving the bright lights on too.
SUNA, sakusa, OSAMU, sugawara, kuroo, TERUSHIMA, lev
loudly banging on your door. you two had a reservation for a new breakfast place in town that you’ve been talking about for weeks. he had tried waking you up almost two hours ago with no avail. at this point he’s given up, ready to drag you out of the comfortable bed and get you ready himself.
BOKUTO, hinata, ATSUMU, iwaizumi, NISHINOYA, TANAKA, yaku
gently shaking you awake. he knows how hectic your schedule has been recently. you’ve spent late nights awake finishing projects, so sleep is something you sought out for, and he regretted taking you from that calm haven. he had kept your lights off, prepared to give you as much time as you needed to get up. his shakes were just a reminder of the time so you didn’t spend the whole day in bed, at least come and see the sunlight by taking a nap on the couch.
AKAASHI, oikawa, kenma, KITA!!!, ushijima, yamaguchi
leaves you to sleep and goes about his own day
TSUKISHIMA, kageyama (on accident)
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errihaienx · 1 year
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Hello, I love everything you wrote. :) Can I request a hq captains being asked by their wife to not look while getting change. I saw a tiktok about it and I found it cute, thank youuu.<3
hi! Thank you very much for loving my work! I genuinely appreciate it! I really liked this concept, but I'm not sure whether what I accomplished was to your liking,let me know if so! Thank you very much! ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶
(I loved the idea, so as soon as I saw yours in my requests, I began working on it! I basically abandoned what I was writing at the time lol. My personal fave was Terushima's part ♡ cryin' coz i want them so bad )
HQ CAPTAINS : being asked by their wife not to peek when changing ♡
(REQ !)
(post-time skip , aged up characters)
quick disclaimer: these scenarios don't affect the original plot of the series. any information or events that contradict the original plot are purely fictional. (i do not own any of the characters) (I did not proofread this)
warning: mentions of masochism , contains numerous of cuss/inappropriate words , could be suggestive
ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ: ʙᴏᴋᴜᴛᴏ, ᴜꜱʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ, ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ, ᴏɪᴋᴀᴡᴀ, ᴋɪᴛᴀ, ᴅᴀɪᴄʜɪ, & ᴛᴇʀᴜꜱʜɪᴍᴀ
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Due to his professional athlete schedule, your husband regularly arrives home at a late hour. Nevertheless, this time you were the one who arrived home later than usual, and he kissed you right away.
"I missed you baby"
"Oh I missed you more, I need to change my clothes. Love, prepare dinner for us." you replied
He hurriedly went to the kitchen and got some eggs, then thought to himself, "If I fry them now, they'll be done fast." When he looked at his dish waiting to get done - he immediately rushed to your bedroom to kiss and hug you. He missed you so much!
You yelled as you heard his staggering footsteps.
"Bokuto Kōtarō I'm changing my clothes, you better not look!"
"'m not looking! i don't plan to!" he answered
You continued taking off your clothes until you reached your husband's huge shirt, that you were ready to put on when you felt large hands snatching it.
"Honey not that! I'm gonna wear that tomorrow!"
"Didn't i told you not to look?" you questioned him
"B-but"
You ignored him when you smelled a burnt food.
"What's that smell?"
"Shoot! the eggs!"
Your husband rushed to the kitchen and began shouting.
"Hun, you can wear my shirt I don't mind!"
Before yelling back, you rolled your eyes and wore his shirt.
"Don't worry, I don't mind eating perfectly cooked eggs," you said emphasizing the term "perfectly" because you know he botched up cooking again.
"Perfectly toasted hell yeah!"
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Your exhausted husband is lying down on your king-sized bed, eyes closed, resting after a long day.
"Dear?" you called for him
He replied with a low accented 'I'm here,' and you found him on your bed.
"Are you not going to eat?" your sweet voice sounded like heaven to his ears, and he nodded.
"Just after game, we had dinner. Have you eaten yet?"
"I did," you lied, you're actually waiting for him. But since you're not hungry, you opted to just claim you did eat.
He opened his eyes and gave you a little smile that made you smile back, and you sighed and stood up, remembering all of the chores you still had to do.
"Just rest, 'toshi. i know you're tired.."
You planted a delicate kiss on his forehead, and he reached for your face, demanding another kiss immediately then.
You smiled as you walked to your closet to change into your nightgown. Forget the housework, you need to be in your husband's arms.
"Always so stunning my dearest.."
You stopped taking off your clothing as you stared at your husband, who was laying comfortably on the bed.
"H-hey, don't look!" you managed to say in hushed tones.
He chuckled and sat up gently, reaching for your clothing on the floor and folded them.
"How can you even look majestic with or without clothes-"
You didn't have the strength to listen to what he was saying any longer, so you aggressively covered your ears.
He smiled, his fatigue dissipating. You were always his safe haven, his anchor, and his soul mate.
"I apologize for peeping," he added quietly.
You nodded, still embarrassed about what had happened.
"I love you"
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Tetsurō always treats you well. He'll always ensure that he brings you presents when he gets back home. Regardless of the fact that you have already told him that he is wasting money, he will continue to give you gifts.
"You're squandering a lot of money, Tetsu."
"So? I earned em anyways."
"You really need a finance manager, should I hire one to assist you hmm?" you suggest sweetly.
"Yeah sure, whatever comes into that lovely head of yours," he yielded, kissing your cheek, then your lips tenderly.
He planted butterfly kisses on your neck as his greed grew before tenderly caressing your beautiful face, which he believes was beautifully sculpted by the Gods.
"Now put on what I gave you, wear em for me."
There's no way you could say no when he's cheekily leaning toward you. You felt a warm spell hitting your face. You've been married to him for over two years, but it appears that your eight-year relationship hasn't quite prepared you for his seduction.
"W-will do, don't you dare look!"
Taking the paper bags, you quickly made your way outside to get dressed.
It hasn't even been a minute before you heard your walk-in closet door slam shut.
"Hey, I said don't look!" you shouted
"Babe, I bought those to see you wear them."
"Yeah, and I came here to take off my clothes and wear what you purchased so you could see them, so go out now and wait for me to finish," you said, covering your exposed body.
"I want to see you wear them because I get to see you naked," he stated coolly.
You furrowed your brows and gave him a death gaze.
"What? I've seen it all— Hey, babe, why did you turn out the lights?!?"
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Tōru isn't shameless about peeking when you're changing, he even stops whatever he's doing just to look at you when you're changing. You scolded him about this countless times but his reply was always the same
"I'm your husband! I saw everything under those damned-not-so-gorgeous clothes!" he snaps back at you.
You raised a brow and he rolled his eyes — what the actual fuck?!
"Look at your attitude Oikawa?! What a child! You are just too immature for your own good!"
He rolled on the bed before making this disgusting expression at you to annoy you even more.
"What do you mean by Oikawa?! There are two of them here!"
You're doing your best not to throw some of his clothes on his beautiful — but bothersome face right now, and his replies aren't making it any easier.
"Then I am talking about the pervert one"
"Oh so you're talking about yourself?" he scowled
He's going to say something stupid again when a large amount of his clothes flies over his face.
"Get out of here Oikawa Tōru! I can't keep up with your childishness" you growled
He immediately rushed to you and apologized, kissed, and hugged you. That made your butterflies in your stomach go wild, but you're outraged right now, and he's not getting away with it.
"Can you not throw me out, beautiful? please, i won't peek again.." he kissed you again
No that's not gonna work, of course not!
"Wel..uh - maybe.. you can.. just sleep on the couch"
Your husband grinned, and of course, he peeked again after a few days.
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Shinsuke isn't the type to purposely look when you're changing, or so you thought..
"Shinnnn don't look, i'm changing!"
You hid your face behind your hands, embarrassed that you couldn't face him.
"You look breathtakingly beautiful my love.."
That made you blush so much that you forgot about him looking at you while you were changing. Shinsuke Kita's every word has always been about you, admiring and appreciating his wife.
"I'm sorry for staring, but I just.. can't believe that you think you're not 'beautiful enough' when you make me question every day how I ever managed to deserve you."
His words caused your heart to race at a rate only your husband can.
"I love you.." you whispered
"And I love you more"
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"Move, I'm gonna change my clothes. And don't loook"
Still staring at you, he lifted his brow. Daichi is the ideal combination of a playful and sensible husband.
He knows when he can continue to be playful, and he's a real tease. He also knows when he's about to cross the line, and he's aware right now that you don't literally mean what you said. Maybe you do, but he thinks your relationship has already beyond the 'don't look because I'm changing and you can't see my body' stage because you're literally his wonderful wife, plus you were his fiancée for a year and his girlfriend for 7 years.
"Seriously, I need you to turn around because I'm going to change," you stated coldly.
He immediately turned his back on you. He realized you were serious this time, anxiously clasping his hands together, and he's now questioning his actions a while ago.
"You can now look"
"Alright, Uh, Umm - Earlier I.."
he stutters so you cocked your head and gave him a questioning look
"Sorry"
"Mmkay, kiss me love.." you stated enticingly
He smirked and walked right up to you.
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You were just changing in the comfort room when Yūji's abrupt knocking interrupted you. telling you how badly he needs to pee.
you opened the door and asked him not to look since you were changing.
you were about to finish until you heard him whistling.
"What the fuck?! I told you not to look!" you smacked his arm.
He washed his hands after fixing his boxers and gently shook your shoulders.
"Dang you're a real damn hot stuff, can't believe i wifed you up"
You smacked his ass, and he groaned in response.
"Hell baby, stop, do you even have a smacking kink-"
He caught your fist when you punched his arm, kissing it afterward.
"Wifey you're into masochism huh?"
That was your final straw, you threw some frantic punches at him, which he easily avoided while cackling.
"Jackass, you need to work on your personality!"
He simply gave you a lovely grin and kissed your shoulders before fixing the strap of your garment and kissing you again.
"Such a simp.." you whispered, easily melted by his actions
"Very much"
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battydora · 1 year
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haikyuu boys after you deny them cuddles :(
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content: sfw, fluff, comfort
note: i just got denied cuddles and i, a bokuto kinnie, got sad so i'm gonna write this very self indulgently shh. this is sad i would never deny hq chr. cuddles 😭
note 2: also i feel like i missed a lot of other characters, my apologies, i will add more characters in future projects!
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"ohhh baby!! come onn, just a little while, pleaseee? pretty please??" complains and whines, hoping you will change your mind and cuddle them. after you say 'no' multiple times, they give up and go to bed all pouty and needy, poor babies they just wanted some back and hair rubs.
— BOKUTO, atsumu, nishinoya, tanaka, sugawara, TERUSHIMA, koganegawa, LEV, yamamoto, hinata
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"oh, okay then". understands you're not in the mood and kisses you goodnight but deep inside they're hurt and needy, please promise you'll cuddle them tomorrow (please, they feel sad :( )
— ASAHI, yamaguchi, FUKUNAGA, akaashi, matsukawa, ennoshita, AONE
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complains at first but they don't insist, yet that doesn't stop them from cuddling you once you fall asleep.
— KUROO, yaku, hanamaki, OIKAWA, tendou, SUNA
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unbothered, they don't mind if you don't cuddle them one night so they nod and fall asleep (but fail at the task because they still clinge onto you in their sleep without noticing)
— KENMA, iwaizumi, tsukishima, ushijima, KUNIMI, kyōtani, KAGEYAMA, daichi, osamu
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satantica · 11 months
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how haikyu boys would kiss you
you couldn’t go to bed without him. you were patiently waiting for his return from work by reading a book in a muffled light when you heard the door slam. you put the book on the nightstand near the bed as the door in the room opened. he looked exhausted, the tie half taken off, the top of the shirt unbuttoned, eyes extinguished. he slowly sat down across the bed and carefully put his hand on your ankle. he nervously exhaled as he squeezed your ankle a bit harder. you rushed to move closer to him taking his hand and making him look at you. he looked up in your eyes. there was no need for words. you could feel his desperate wish to forget about everything with you. he was tired and couldn’t ask more from you. the muffled light looked so good on him even though he was overwhelmed. your hand drew his head to you. your neck was covered with goosebumps as you felt his warm breath. he started kissing your neck slowly but desperately. he put all his gratitude and adoration in every kiss. your skin responded to every touch of his lips. it was so gentle, so careful and persistent at the same time as he was scared that you would disappear. he moved his hand from your ankle to the scapula pulling you closer. his lips held onto your skin longer with every time. he couldn’t get enough of you.
akaashi keiji, KEISHIN UKAI, osamu miya, oikawa tooru, TSUKISHIMA KEI, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, kenma kozume
you were studying for your midterm as he was sitting in an armchair reading some magazine. “it’s so cold here” he said unobtrusively. you smirked but didn’t look away from the papers “then put some clothes on.” you could feel his unsatisfied gaze at you. he put down his magazine and crossed his legs. “my love, can you bring me my hoodie? i would’ve done it myself but I don’t know where you put it. I think you could use a little break. I bet these papers got the best time of their existence by getting your undivided attention. your eyes shouldn’t work that hard.” you agreed with him and got up. your neck was a mess after sitting with all these notes for several hours. and as you were passing him he grabbed your hand making you fall onto his lap. “seriously, that was your plan?” you laughed. he grinned getting your hair behind your ear “not yet.” he raised his knee so you would lean on his chest. he moved his finger to your chin drawing your lips to his. “god, I missed them these hours” he said before kissing you impulsively, supporting your back with his free hand so you wouldn’t fall. after a while he would grab your other leg managing to get you completely sit on him.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME, terushima yuuji, SUGAWARA KOUSHI, morisuke yaku, goshiki tsutomu, yamaguchi tadashi, SAWAMURA DAICHI, suna rintarou
you both finally got home after exhausting party at work of yours. you two were a little tipsy as you thought it would help to take the stress off. and since when he hadn’t stop from commenting on everything and you hadn’t stop laughing at every his line. you finally took a break and said tiredly "oh gosh, I wish we didn’t have to change and just went to sleep like that.” he glanced at you while taking the shoes off and smiled. “alright.” he effortlessly lifted you in the air holding you under the arms. he carried you this way to the living room. he laid on the couch putting you on him. he was trying to get in the right position so you would feel comfortable. you tried to resist at first but finally let your head rest on his warm, giant chest. you’ve never felt this secure and safe. he patted your head softly, kissing it every time his hand got to your neck. when you fell asleep he couldn’t help it and carefully placed your hands closer to his head, so he would lovingly kiss them in order not to wake you up. this was the moment he wanted to carry with him everywhere for the rest of his life.
azumane asahi, BOKUTO KOUTAROU, haiba lev, wakatoshi ushijima, OSAMU MIYA, kita shinsuke, KENTARO KYOTANI, kageyama tobio
you were having breakfast and tried to concentrate on the amount of things you had to do today. “mood spoiled from the very start of the day?” he tilted his head surprised by how cute you looked. you frowned and put the phone away “just a list of things I got to do.” he smirked “am I on this list? oh fuck, I’m gonna be late.” he pulled your chair closer to him with his foot enjoying the view and then suddenly enfolded your face with both of his hands. he devilishly suffocated you with his lips not letting go of your face. it was so passionate as if he literally drank all the blood from your lips. he stopped as his hand was sliding from your cheek to your chin. he definitely was going to do all of that it again. but then he froze in millimeter from your lips and whispered “don’t forget to return me this one when I get back.” he left giving you an air kiss. oh, this man… what you had to do today by the way?
ATSUMU MIYA, tanaka ryuunosuke, KUROO TETSUROU, yamamoto taketora, tendou satori, OIKAWA TOORU, nishinoya yuu, suna rintarou
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llightshower · 11 months
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hq boys fav part ab their thick s/o
warnings: pretty suggestive, groping is mentioned a bit, stretch marks, afab!reader.
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his head is always in your thighs. laying down? between your thighs. sitting on the couch? between your thighs. n while y’all are sitting together, his hands are on your thighs. squeezing em, needing on em. he alsoo loves your ass, constantly groping your when you hug… gives him comfort.
matsukawa, iwaizumi, daichi, tanaka
his hands are always tracing your stretch marks on your stomach, or on your side. he’ll grab it sometimes too ‘n kiss you alll over your stomach. you get all flustered too, sometimes a bit embarrassed but he truly loves all your curves and rolls.
oikawa, sugawara, kageyama, yamaguchi
tits, your tits. he’s groping your tits at home, always. he loves to leave kisses down your neck, to your collarbone, to your breasts, leaving hickeys all over you. when you wear skin de tight shirts that bring out your boobs he’s just all over you.
kuroo, akaashi, tendo, koganegawa.
seeing you in shorts is like a reward for this guy, especially booty shorts. the way your ass slightly peaks out n he can see your panties! he will also make any excuse to grope your ass, like hugging you. his hands slowly make his way down to your ass n he’ll squeeze it.
terushima, bokuto, kyotani, noya, makki (someone (@seijhoeist) reblogged this and said makki should be here and i see it, so this is for you.)
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chaoticevilorange · 1 year
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Haikyuu x reader fluff
About us
This boy had a nightmare, he saw you with another man, you were laughing and flirting, when he wake up he made a mental note to confront you about this, he couldn't believe you would cheat on him, but there is a little problem....
Soon as he wakes up he texts you, he's still half asleep but this is urgent, you know? "We have to talk" He forgets about the text, soon he walks towards you looking quite annoyed, he takes your hand and drags you somewhere private "I love you too much, I can't believe you could be capable of doing such thing" after a few moments he notices your face going red and when he ask what's the matter you tell him you guys are not dating, his face goes bright red and he is a stuttering mess, you had to help him to calm down
Kyotani, Daichi, Sugawara, Yamaguchi, Goshiki, Aran, Osamu
This boy is hurt, couldn't believe, he confronts you immediately, he needs answers now, doesn't really care it's 3.15am, he doesn't waste time, he calls you, your voice is soft and sleepy, he gets distracted because you sound very cute, so he clears his throat and demands answers "I have been in love with you since we met, How could you cheat on me?" He heard your confused voice and when you ask when did you both start dating and he ended the call, this guy can't look at your face the next day
Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Yamamoto, Yaku, Satori, Suna
This guy gets depressed, he can't help but sulk in the bed, next day he sulks on his spot, when you saw him not being his usual self you try to comfort him, he gives you the most devastated puppy face ever and his voice is really soft and broken "how can I make you love me again?" Yes, makes your heart throb and you reassure this boy how much you love him, but when he ask why did you cheat on him you tell him you're not dating "yet" his mood changes fast and asks you out on the spot!
Hinata, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Lev, Bokuto
Drama king takes the most dangerous route of this relationship, this guy is plotting revenge, he's going to cheat on you because he's petty but.... after some evaluations he decides to speak with you as a civilized human being, he's straight forward and soon as he steps in your line of vision feels like a movie, he lifts your face and looks straight to your eyes "am I not enough for you? Why would you cheat on me like that? Haven't I loved you enough?" Your face goes red, stuttering you tell him you're not dating, he wants to hide from you forever
Oikawa, Kuroo, Semi, Atsumu, Terushima
This guy knows you're not dating yet, when he wakes up he felt sad a bit about 2 minutes but doesn't do anything yet, he starts to plan how to confess, starts to look up for cute ideas or even in wikihow because he's clueless, as last resort he will ask someone else...
Asahi, Kita, Sakusa, Akaashi, Kenma, Tsukishima, Ushijima
Thanks for reading 🐨✨💖
I know I've been on hiatus for a while but.... I didn't had any ideas to write, apologies to anyone who had made an ask
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loveephia · 1 year
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:¨ ·.· ¨: ハイキュー!! my masterlist . . .
`· . ꔫ . . . special edition (valentines)!
a/n: surprise! this is a special masterlist accessing my valentine inarizaki one-shots. another surprise is that these are all tooth-rotting fluff AND hurt/comfort. my favorite mixture.
release date : undetermined. kita's is next!
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ONE-SHOTS
suna rintarō's valentine special.
summary : in which suna absolutely despises valentines and has always thrown away every given box of chocolates, even the one his crush sent him.
atsumu miya's valentine special.
summary : in which you wanted to confess to atsumu, but as the school's beloved vice president, you've been too busy helping out with the limited valentine's day events. because of how often you were pulled away from atsumu, he decides to entertain his fangirls to try and make you jealous.
osamu miya's valentine special.
summary : in which you ask osamu how to bake a cake for your crush. osamu, heartbroken, willingly teaches you without him knowing that he was your crush all along.
kita shinsuke's valentine special. link goes here!
summary : in which you want to know who sent a gigantic bouquet of fresh roses on your desk, only to discover that it was given to you by kita, inarizaki's one and only golden boy.
HEADCANONS
what the HQ boys gave you for valentines. link goes here!
includes: a lot.
but if you want to know if your underrated HQ crush is on it, here is the list of names: hinata, kageyama, tsukishima, yamaguchi, sugawara, daichi, asahi, nishinoya, tanaka, oikawa, iwaizumi, matsukawa, hanamakki, kunimi, kindaichi, kyōtani, yahaba, ushijima, tendō, semi, shirabu, goshiki, kawanishi, hayato, bokuto, akaashi, konoha, washio, sarukui, haruki, kuroo, kenma, lev, yaku, yamamoto, kai, fukunaga, inuoka, shibayama, daishō, terushima, atsumu, osamu, suna, kita, aran, sakusa, komori, hoshiumi, and hirugami.
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© lowercase intended | loveephia
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Hi! Could I request a scenario with the hq boys (or just Yamaguchi if that’s too much!) with someone who’s too nervous to make eye contact with them when they first meet, but one day they’ve gotten comfortable enough to look them in the eyes?
Sorry if that’s an odd request-
Hello Anon! Thank you for your request, it wasn’t odd at all. I’d love to do both of your suggestions, so I’ll write a Yamaguchi exclusive one after this <333
[EYE CONTACT]
He’s actually quite surprised when you make eye contact one day and temporarily looks away himself. He thought you hated him for a bit, not used to the obvious glancing away you did when he was in your line of sight. He assumed you didn’t want to get involved with him, but he doesn’t hate the sudden intimacy of locking gazes.
Iwaizumi, Shirabu, Konoha, Tsukishima, Sakusa, Kunimi, Washio, Semi, Kyoutani, Daichi, Aran
He’s over the moon when you decide to make eye contact. He’s gushing to his friends about the good-looking person he always sees, finally showing some interest, and frankly, his friends are also over the moon, purely because he’ll finally stop complaining that you never looked his way. He won’t admit it to you, but he definitely wants to keep up this little act of recognition. 
Oikawa, Bokuto, Hinata, Komori, Sugawara, Hanamaki, Yamamoto, Nishinoya, Koganegawa
He gets extremely flustered and nervous when you look his way. He’s not ready physically, emotionally, mentally, socially- he’s just not. He fuels off the butterflies he gets when the two of you make eye contact and he knows you can tell from the sheer blush on his face. One day, you’ll be close enough for you to tease him about it.
Kita, Ennoshita, Akaashi, Kenma, Asahi, Kageyama, Fukunaga, Kindaichi, Ushijma, Lev, Goshiki, Yamaguchi
He plays along right away, winking the moment you make eye contact. He’s been waiting for so long, wondering when you’d have enough confidence and he’s incredibly happy that the time is now. He probably perfected the wink in the mirror a dozen times to get it right, waiting for the day you actually meet his gaze properly.
Atsumu, Tanaka, Kuroo, Suna, Terushima, Matsukawa, Tendou, Osamu
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Haikyu headcanons: cuddling with them
Characters: oikawa, kuroo, Sugawara and tsukki.
Oikawa
BIG SPOON. He would munch on your cheeks, leaving tons of little kisses. Both of you talking for hours about random shits and telling dumb joke y'all come up with on the spot, doing that for hours. He would tickle the back of your neck with his nose, then snuggle in it like he didn't do anything. Oikawa is one of the sweetest boyfriend, he is pretty clingy and be ready to cuddle him for hours while working. He is shameless tho he will gladly burry his face in your chest. He definitely tangles your hair.
Kuro tetsuro
He would lay on your chest after pratice, snuggling in your boobas or neck. He give me lovebites and hickeys vibes while cuddling, but he would also munch on your cheeks. I feel like the cuddle would go with him sliding his head in between your arms while your playing on your phone. You would rest your hand on his back while playing, not minding his affection but he would always leave unexpected kisses over your whole face at really random times. These alway tickle and you end up bursting out laughing, that was a melodious sound to the ears of kuroo.
Sugawara
Cuddles with sugawara are pretty chill, you two would tangle your legs together while he press tenderly your head on his chest or neck. He would gently massage the back of your scalp, you could fall asleep, new talent of sugawara discovered; massages. But sometimes when you guys are cuddling while on a chair, so basically when he studying you would be comfortably installed on his lap. Your arms wrapped around his shoulder, head buried in his neck while humming his scent. Most of your cuddling session were either a complete comfortable silence, or it was you rambling about your days and pouting over small things. But when you were fast asleep on his lap, he would never dare wake you up, he would only enjoy the cute little thing on his lap and sometime slightly rock you. Sweetest boy peace out my heart 🥰
Tsukishima kei
It would be you begging him until he gives in. But when he cuddling with you, he's legit more implicated than you are. You would be comfortable on his chest, your hand behind his head, messaging his scalp lightly while he would massage your back. He was so good at it you could fall asleep, it was amazing. Tsukki would probably scroll on his phone while massaging your back with one hand. It was alway in a comfortable silence or you were talking about your day in a low and sleepy voice. He sometimes told you about his, his voice was alway calm and posed. He almost never looked at you, little did you know when you would fall asleep he would just stare at your cute face and occasionally leave forehead kisses. Once he dropped his phone on your face, you lifted your face and your face was just adorable, eyes barely adorable with a very sleepy expression. He swore a cupid just aimed an arrow straight to his heart. Being the tsundere he is he would never tell you that.
Hope you enjoyed the hc.
I was supposed to have finished those like 40 minutes ago.
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schelamski · 5 months
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Things Haikyuu Boys would do in a relationship (pt. 1)
-Sakusa, Kita, Asahi, Hinata, Tendo
Part 2: Nishinoya, Iwaizumi, Suna, Kuroo, Yaku
Part 3: Kenma, Kageyama, Terushima, Akaashi, Atsumu
Part 4: Ushijima, Tsukishima, Oikawa, Bokuto, Osamu
⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆
Sakusa Kiyoomi: When your legs touch but you don’t move away.
Kiyoomi wasn’t the biggest fan of crowds so when his old highschool team decided to meet for a reunion dinner it took you quite the effort to convince him to come. Now you two found yourselves sitting on a big table with lots of other people. For Sakusa everyone seemed to talk at the same time, all this noise and the way people were eating at the same time was almost too much to him. For this reason he didn’t pull back when your leg touched his after you had to scoot even closer together. You were his comfort, the contact of your legs calming him down and he appreciated you being there with him.
Kita Shinsuke: Nicknames
Sometimes you wondered if your boyfriend Shin even knew your real name. Everytime he approached you he called you by a nickname, your favorites being darling and love. Coming from his mouth you could hear all the adoration he had for you expressed in a short name, it was one of his ways of expressing his feelings for you. On the rare occasion that he called you by your real name you reacted slightly later than usual, not being used to the sound of your own name coming from him.
Asahi Azumane: Holding hands when walking through a crowd so you don´t lose each other
Whenever you and your boyfriend had to walk through a big crowd, Azumane’s hand always found yours to guide you through the jungle of people. It all started when he lost you one time while walking through the train station and when he noticed your absence, he was about to walk to the train station office and demand an announcement regarding your absence. Luckily you were able to point out his tall stature in time and wriggled your way to him. Since then he wouldn’t have it any other way while walking through a crowd.
Hinata Shoyo: Boping each other’s noses
Often times Hinata wasn’t aware how close he was to you. In all his excitement he sometimes came close inches to your face and that’s when you softly boped your nose against his. Sometimes he only smiled apologetically but if you were lucky, he kissed your face in between his rambles.
Tendo Satori: Tucking your hair behind your ears
Tendo Satori was well known for his intense starring. He liked to look at as much as his eyes could capture, so when some strands of your hair were in his view of your face, he tucked them back behind your ear so he could capture your face completely. This was something he was doing unconsciously, so when you asked him about it one time he only replied with “I want you to be able to look at your good-looking boyfriend completely”.
⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆
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