#terushima yuuji fluff

[emmyrosee]

Okay but. Imagine haikyuu boys (Miya twins, kuroo, terushima or anyone else you think would fit this) loving picking you up randomly. It works for any height whether you’re small, average, or tall, they are obsessed with randomly coming up to you and picking you up. Maybe you’re being a bit of a brat and not moving out of their way when they’re trying to leave the gym and they just pick you up and put you down. Of course the entire time they’re laughing at you for getting so pouty about this but they can’t help it because you look SO CUTE. (Also definitely dont imagine them running up to you after winning a game and they just scoop you up into their arms and twirl you around. Bonus points if it’s a friends to lovers trope) -pip anon

fffuuuuuuUUUUDGE-

listen. I’m 5’9 and thicc, I’m the BIGGEST advocate for dem boys being able to absolutely TOSS you around, no matter size and height.

Osamu is just. He’s so big, he’s the actual golden retriever boyfriend who is so happy and snuggly and uGH. And whenever you give him you’re biggest pout and your stompiest foot in protest for him leaving, he merely pokes his tongue in his cheek before hauling you up and over his shoulder, smirking at your crescendoed ‘no, no, nO-‘’s that tumble past your lips. The way your fists beat at his back, the kicking of your feet, the way involuntary giggles babble past your lips, it all amuses him because it’s you, you could set the man on fire and he’d thank you.

It isn’t until you grab his ass through his sweatpants that he pulls you back up and to look at him, still holding you in his arms while he pouts his lips out for a kiss. When you comply, he smiles softly and nudges your cheek with his nose.

“I’ll be back before ya know it, baby face.”

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OR ATSUMU, WHo just chuckles and is like “ya could come with me, my love,” and when you say nothing, he merely shrugs and scoops you up in his arms bridal style, full intentions of moving you just outside of the door, but when you gaze down at him with disappointment in your eyes, he clicks his tongue sadly.

“Why’re you sad, ma love?” “I don’t want you to leave…” so, he pouts back at you until he smiles and plants random, wet kisses over your face, watching as your resolve crumbles as your free hand tries to cover your face away from his lips.

“‘Tsumu, stop!” “I’ll never stop, ma baby… I’ll do anything to see that pretty smile.”

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Kuroo, oh my god kUROO, the cocky fuck, he knows if he sneaks out to the gym before you wake up, you’re going to be an absolute petulant brat the whole day, too stubborn to admit you hated waking up without him but not firm enough for him to not see just that.

He knows you hate it, and logically speaking he could just hit the gym once you’re up and running your own errands, but the way you’re so cute when he does come home after a morning workout almost makes him exclusively do so in the morning.

“Oi, stinky,” he calls with a grin, and he’s such an asshole because he comes into your room with those fighting words, and it makes it so hard for you to give him a cold shoulder. “Didja miss me?”

“You literally just came back from the gym, but I’m stinky?” You mumble, as if this was a serious argument. He stifles a laugh behind a clearance of his throat. He loves your stubborn ass, even if you’re gonna give him grey hairs by 35.

“Come on now, you know you can’t stay mad at me,” he hums, watching as you choose to not acknowledge him further. “Fine. Have it your way.” And if you wanted to say something, you don’t get the chance to as a massive hand wraps around your waist and hauls you over his shoulder, relishing in your screams and wrapping of your arms around his back to cling.

And he’d almost think you were mad at him… if you weren’t babbling your threats around giggles.

“How else am I supposed to do this every morning, if I don’t hit the gym?”

-

BUT YOU THREW IN TERUSHIMA, MY LOVE, MY BOYFIE, AND I LITERALLY JUST-

Like you know damn well he’s such a softie for you, it literally turns into an internal battle about leaving you to go to the gym, or stay and smother you with snuggles.

Nine times out of ten, he loses.

“C’mon baby, you know I gotta go,” he hums, squeezing your hands reassuringly and kissing your knuckles. “It’ll only be an hour, then we can shower together- I’ll even bring you some of those doughnuts you like!”

“I know,” you mumble, bringing your head down to rest against his shoulder. “I just… I miss you when you leave..” but alas, you do part and without giving him a kiss or look ‘goodbye,’ you start to shuffle away sadly.

And he can’t have that.

“Hey hey, don’t pout,” he whines, quickly dashing towards you to scoop you in his long arms, relishing in your giggles and gasp of surprise. “I’ll go later! Or I can skip a day! Let’s go snuggle some more, okay?”

You’re smiling down at him now, and when you nudge your nose against his, you sigh happily through your nose.

“Thank you, teru.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

-

Also I’d be remised if I didn’t mention my absolute husband Bokuto after a game, sprinting up to you, and coming off a high of a massive win, and just scooping you clean into his arms and twirling you both around. He loves your squeals, loves the way you’re tightening your grip around him, and he’s just so far on cloud nine he could start to float.

“I’m so proud of you!” You gush, a massive grin splitting your face. He can only return the smile, and when your hands come up to cup his face, he angles his cheeks into your touch. “God I could kiss you right now! You’re so amazing!”

The second part falls on his deaf ears, for his jaw merely slacks at your excitement and confessional desire to kiss him. He swallows thickly, “then do it.”

“Huh?”

He smiles, somehow even wider, “kiss me baby!”

And naturally you do. His arms tighten even more around you, too lost in your lips to let go, as you cross the line from best friends to absolute enamor.

#god #gooD REQUEST PIP ANON GOOD REQUEST- #i literally rambled so hardcore about this ugh #osamu miya #osamu miya fluff #osamu miya x reader fluff #atsumu miya #atsumu miya fluff #atsumu miya x reader fluff #kuroo tetsuro #kuroo tetsuro fluff #kuroo tetsuro x reader fluff #terushima yuuji #terushima yuuji fluff #terushima yuuji x reader fluff #bokuto koutarou #bokuto koutarou fluff #bokuto koutarou x reader fluff #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you

[schelamski]

Things Haikyuu Boys would do in a relationship (pt. 3)

-Kenma, Kageyama, Terushima, Akaashi, Atsumu

Part 1: Sakusa, Kita, Asahi, Hinata, Tendo

Part 2: Nishinoya, Iwaizumi, Suna, Kuroo, Yaku

Part 4: Ushijima, Tsukishima, Oikawa, Bokuto, Osamu

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Kenma Kozume: Late night car rides, blasting music and holding hands.

Kenma is a night owl, so I think to some extend you are too. There is just something intimate about the hours of the night you two spend driving around in his car, listening to some good tunes and holding hands while having a conversation from time to time. When its dark outside and everybody’s asleep you two feel like being the most alive.

Kageyama Tobio: Making eye contact from the opposite sides of the room

Tobio is just as observant to his surroundings when it comes to you as to volleyball. The first thing he will notice when entering a room is your presence. However, the most impressive thing is that he almost never fails to distinct your face in the crowd of fans and supporters of his games, he feels like he is magically drawn to look at you and could make out your face amongst hundreds of faces.

Terushima Yuji: leaning into each other while laughing

He is a funny boy for sure, but it feels even better when you laugh with him. He is even okay with you laughing at him as long as he can feel your shoulder pressing to his and your head falling onto his shoulder, exhausted from all the laughing. Yuji loves the small details he’s able to notice up close like the scratch on your teeth, the small dimples or the gleam in your eyes as you look up to him.

 Akaashi Keji: Forehead kisses

Each time you’re at the receiving end of his forehead kisses you find yourself physically and mentally relaxing. With his hands on your shoulders and his lips on your forehead you feel protected and taken care of. Since you told Keji what his kisses do to you he kisses you even more. Even when you’re in public he never misses out on giving you a small peck on your head to show you that he is with you and that his thoughts and his heart belong to you.

Miya Atsumu: Grabbing your hand and spinning you around.

Your boyfriend likes to run to you at full speed, wrap his arms tight around your middle and twirl you through the air, especially after a successful game. When theres not enough space around or when he’s in a soft mood,  Tsumu will just take your hand above your head and spin you around. He uses this opportunity to draw a smile on your face and watch your figure from every angle he can before pulling you abruptly to his chest and kissing you on the lips.

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[satantica]

haikyu boys meeting your family pt.1

feels nervous but holds on TOO well and acts like the greatest gentleman ever lived. he does everything for you at the dinner just more silent than usual to show everyone that you are in good hands. and always goes with you everywhere holding your waist. in the conversation he will slightly imply about his intentions with you. holds your leg at the dinner and when someone asks him a question he gives you a stroke under the table. he definitely leaves the whole family impressed.

sakusa kiyoomi, TSUKISHIMA KEI, ushijima wakatoshi, AKAASHI KEIJI, osamu miya, suna rintarou, ukai keishin

will ask you approximately a million questions about what your parents and siblings like, what their favorite food and drink is, what they watch and etc. gives your mom her favorite flowers and tells that he understands now where your beauty came from. smiles a lot because of all pressure and also because of happiness to be here with you. when someone asks him a question he starts talking about you for hours and no one can stop him. will give you a nervous look and wordlessly ask you to hold his hand to calm him down. your family just amazed by how much he loves you.

hinata shoyo, SUGAWARA KOUSHI, azumane asahi, LEV HAIBA, yamaguchi tadashi

he already knew your parents cause they helped him with picking out the best gift for you. he is still a bit scared about how it will go but acts very confident. he charms everyone in the room but when he doesn’t? his effortless way of making everyone laugh and compliment smoothly has always been unbelievable. despite everyone wants to talk to him, he never leaves you and always stands with his hand on your back. at the dinner, while talking, he tries to flirt with you with his leg. and when it makes you laugh he will say “yn, manners.” also he will tell that he intends to marry you like it is just a regular thing. the whole family adores him.

iwaizumi hajime, KUROO TETSUROU, tanaka ryuunosuke, tendou satori, TERUSHIMA YUUJI, sawamura daichi

#haikyu!! #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #haikyu fluff #kei tsukishima #tetsurou kuroo #sugawara koushi #akaashi keiji #ushijima wakatoshi #sakusa kiyoomi #osamu miya #hinata shoyo #lev haiba #asahi azumane #yamaguchi tadashi #iwaizumi hajime #tanaka ryuunosuke #tendou satori #terushima yuuji #suna rintarou #keishin ukai #sawamura daichi

[loveephia]

kageyama with a girlfriend who acts a little too much like oikawa.

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, reader and oikawa aren't related (they both don't know each other), kageyama is just.. amused (?), terushima makes an appearance, kiyoko is mentioned.

⚠ warning/s: none.

a similar post of mine.

HEADCANONS

when kageyama first met you, he thought you were really charming and cute!!

which was why he was very awkward around you. listen, he really liked you 😔

he's practically the embodiment of that one standing emoji.

because of him being.. him, he didn't expect you to like him back at ALL

he never understood why there were always plenty of fanboys (from different schools) visiting karasuno during dismissal hours

but he recently learned that they were waiting for YOU

you wave at them, and some ask for a selfie or two. you nod and pull out your signature peace sign paired with a little wink!!

somehow, kageyama is feeling a sort of déjà vu..

SCENARIO

"y/n, y/n!" a boy with faux blond hair calls out from the crowd of fans waiting by the gate of the school. you smile, and unlock arms with kageyama to head over to them, "yes?"

"can i have a picture with you?" he asks with a huge grin on his face. you nod and stand next to him, watching as he swiftly pulls out his phone to take a selfie.

kageyama watches the scene unfold, looking like there's not a thought behind his eyes. "isn't that the captain of johzenji..?" he tries to recall.

kageyama then remembers the flirtatious way he acted towards kiyoko, and suddenly, he has the gut instinct to pull you away from him as soon as possible.

right after terushima takes the picture, kageyama pulls you away with a gentle yet firm grip on your arm. he runs while dragging you along with him. the crowd of fans tilt their head in confusion on your sudden leave.

"waaa—! where are we going, tobio?!" you wail in confusion.

"the vending machine, i need more milk!" he replies with a white lie.

© lowercase intended | loveephia

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! #hq x reader #hq x y/n #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x y/n #hq hcs #tooth rotting fluff #hq #hq kageyama #kageyama tobio #tobio kageyama #kageyama x you #kageyama x reader #kageyama x y/n #hq terushima #yuuji terushima #kiyoko shimizu #hq kiyoko

[llightshower]

hq boys fav part ab their thick s/o

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

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

matsukawa, iwaizumi, daichi, tanaka

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

oikawa, sugawara, kageyama, yamaguchi

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

kuroo, akaashi, tendo, koganegawa.

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

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

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

[loveiwaizumis]

terushima yuuji + academic achiever reader .. <3

first ever post help ,, saur new to this writing thing ! 😣 --- ( purely sfw . . ! ) : reader is female and an academic weapon - terushima yuuji who's been eyeing y/n since the start of the school year but never had the chance to talk to her because of how busy she was . . - terushima yuuji who finally had an excuse to meet her when they were paired together for a project, and oh boy was he excited when her eyes have finally met his - terushima yuuji who since then started to show up to class earlier, in proper uniform, and started listening more to the lessons in an effort to actually understand the topic - terushima yuuji who made an effort to actually incorporate his knowledge about the topic and fancy up his vocabulary to try to impress y/n, all while knowing she's one of the smartest in the grade and knew of his incorrect use of these "big" words - terushima yuuji who made an effort to know more about y/n, claiming that curiosity got the best of him all whilst ignoring the familiar bubbling feeling riling up inside him whenever he's around her - terushima yuuji who after finding out how the (h/c) girl often forgot to take care of herself, started buying her lunches and snatching her books off her hands during break to strike up conversation with her and ensure that she was getting all the nutrition her pretty little self needs - terushima yuuji who wrapped y/n's delicate frame in his letterman jacket and started finishing the project as she had fallen asleep during one of their little study sessions - terushima yuuji who after acing the project, had begged y/n to let him take her out, insisting that she deserved a treat for a good mark yet again - terushima yuuji who after a month of working with y/n, had finally confessed and formally asked to court her after taking her to a science museum and rearranging the giant periodic table of elements in such a manner to finally ask the big question . . <3 -- @loveiwaizumis 2024 do not repost, translate, or publish any of my works please !!

#haikyuu #terushima yuuji #haikyuu fluff #terushima yuuji x reader

[yril-writes]

— BOYFRIEND!

synopsis ; finally, the time has come to introduce your so-called boyfriend to your brother! He's been meaning to have a good talk with the both of you, the question is does he approve?

type ; headcanon

includes ; kuroo, terushima, iwaizumi

pairings ; character x fl! sibling reader x sibling's boyfriend

genre ; fluff, comedy and a mountain full of corn

KUROO TETSUROU

"Have you met your sister's boyfriend, Kuroo?"

"Kenma, what do you mean boyfriend? (Y/N) has a BOYFRIEND?!"

(Uh-oh, (Y/N)...I'm sorry...)

Kuroo now is making his way towards her classroom, people gathered in the hallway didn't stand a chance from him, they were either ignored or have been smashed past by him.

Arriving in front of her classroom, he didn't even make a second thought to it and immediately opened the door. The students inside the room were all looking at Kuroo, but among the students her sister was the one who was shook the most only because right now she is sitting next with her boyfriend, and Kuroo saw it.

"(Y/N) and Boyfriend, come outside let's talk. Now."

(KENMA YOU BETRAYED ME!)

Now the three of them are standing outside of the classroom and standing among the hallway, Kuroo instantly made the guy feel unwelcome to the conversation that is about to happen.

"So, when was this? Kenma knows, and I don't?"

"We've been dating for a month now, Tetsu."

Despite grinning ear to ear, Kuroo couldn't help but twitch at the words his sister is uttering. Now, placing a palm above the guy's shoulder. Kuroo leans in towards the guy attempting to say something.

"You might be his boyfriend, but I will be the one she will marry!"

"TETSUROU! WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU TELLING HIM!"

"The truth! You told me before that you'd marry me!"

"I WAS FIVE AT THAT TIME!"

Bickering back and forth, the boyfriend didn't say anything and stood there but as soon as they felt tired of bickering the boyfriend decided to talk on his behalf.

"Kuroo-san, I like her so much that I've been pursuing her for years now and now that we are dating I want to be the best boyfriend for her! I may not look promising but I would do anything for her!"

Uttering those words in an empty hallway, the words echo throughout , the classrooms with students in it heard what he said and this immediately caused him to turn beat root red. And Kuroo's sister felt her heart skip a beat at those words.

"Kuroo, class is about to start. Go back to the third year's building." Said Kenma who clearly looked haggard from running. Seeing her and the boyfriend Kenma instantly mouthed 'sorry'.

Kuroo now is looking at the back of her sister and the boyfriend on their way to go inside the classroom.

"Kenma, search for information about that guy and I'll break him—"

"Kuroo, shut up."

"BUT!—"

"And seriously, you pulled out the 'You promised to marry me' card against your own sister. You and your sister complex."

"SHUT UP, KENMA!"

TERUSHIMA YUUJI

"I'm home!" It was already late and Terushima just got home from a practice match. Upon removing his shoes, he eyed on another pair of shoes and these shoes were unfamiliar.

(A pair of shoes...a guy?)

"(Y/N)! Mom! Do we have a visitor—"

Walking inside the house, he saw three people chatting and eating in the dining area. Immediately he got close and had a good look on the guy beside his sister.

"Yuuji, dear. Welcome home, come eat after you change your clothes."

"I didn't know we had a visitor, and a GUY too. If I were to judge what I am looking at here right now, I'd say my sister over here is introducing her boyfriend."

The room went completely silent and their mother kept on a smile and a small chuckle, now turning his attention to his sister and the guy beside her are now holding hands under the table.

"My sister doesn't know how to do her own laundry. She doesn't know to even cook! And just like me we collect pretty things and that includes you—"

"YUUJI! ARE YOU REALLY DOING IT AGAIN RIGHT NOW?!"

"Okay, the both of you. Calm down, we have a visitor here..."

"She even snores like an old man, did I mention sneezes as well? So if I were you, you'd pick to get away from her."

"YUUJI!"

"One more thing! If you didn't like any of what I just said. Leave at this moment. If you cannot deal with it—"

The boyfriend stood up in an abrupt manner and looked at Terushima, he looked like a baby bird trembling over at the sight he saw. The aura that Terushima gives right now is enough for him to flee at the moment but he did not.

"Terushima-san! Despite knowing all of those things the more that it made me curious! I want to know her better and even accept whatever she throws at me because with this I can say that I truly do know the person that I love!"

Terushima who witnessed the sincerity of the guy in front of him, made him feel small and finally gave up. Grabbing a chair and placing it beside. Their mother, Terhshima decided to eat with them. Eating huge bites he saw that his sister looked genuinely happy.

"They look great together right?" His mother whispered and gave out a small chuckle.

"(Y/N) promised to marry me so don't get too comfortable thinking you'd marry her, kiddo."

"YUUJI!"

"That reminds me! I recorded it!"

"STOP!"

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

"Hajime, I'd like you to meet my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend, this is my older brother, Hajime."

The room is filled with a tense aura caused by her brother, the boyfriend now is seen to be shaking legs nervous at this point.

"I am (Y/N)'s boyfriend! Nice to meet you, Iwaizumi-senpai!"

"(Y/N), your standards on a guy. You said before you like athletic guys, what is this wimpy kid doing in front of me?"

Iwaizumi is literally looking down on the boyfriend and glaring at him big time, sweat then began to accumulate and the boyfriend feels as if he can feel his heart coming out from his mouth.

"Hajime. I did like guys like that but that was in the past, he is different. I like him, just the way he is."

Iwaizumi's face looks like he is about to vomit at what his sister said, he always thought that he would go for Oikawa all this time but he was wrong.

"Look kid, I don't care if this is for the name of love. But as far as I can recall you just met this guy for a couple of weeks! And you say it's love and what not."

Crossing his arms, he stared at them both making them uncomfortable and not letting them talk for a second. Iwaizumi thought that confronting both of them in the spot would make them break up easily but that isn't the case right now.

(THEY ARE GETTING CLOSER! EVEN HOLDING HANDS IN FRONT OF ME! THIS KID!)

"Always thought you'd keep your promise, made me wait for you since you said you'd marry your big brother when the time comes."

"HAJIME! I WAS A KID BACK THEN! I EVEN TOLD DAD THAT AS WELL! JEEZ!"

"You don't stand a chance, boyfriend. Be thankful for being a pass time by my sister at this point."

Turning his back against them, he felt as if this was the last punch to bring them both down but this only sparked a fire inside of the boyfriend and stood up for himself and fought for what they have.

"Iwaizumi-senpai, we might have met for like a few weeks now but I still like her! I would be her ideal type if I have too! But please do recognize my feelings towards her!"

"You can't marry a girl you just spent days or weeks with!"

"But it's true love!"

(This scene reminds me of that one movie...) She held that thought and kept a close watch at the two men having a familiar conversation.

But in the end everything turned great and they both worked things out and talked this out.

"I'm still against it though, it should be me."

"Hajime, shut up."

a/n ; remembered that I also loved these characters and made them something! I'll try and branch out from haikyuu to mha to ace of daiya and into jujutsu maiden and even try some requests and random thoughts!

taglist ; @sammushy

masterlist

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #hq fanfic #hq x reader #hq scenarios #hq fluff #character x reader #x reader #kuroo imagine #terushima imagine #iwaizumi imagine #haikyuu headcanons #terushima yuuji #iwaizumi hajime #kuroo tetsurou #fiction #imagines #my writing #writers on tumblr #writing #writing prompt #yril's corn #yril

[mrs-kodzuken]

Cherry pop tarts & dyed hair ♡

Pairing: Aged up!Yūji Terushima x fem!reader

WC: 1k

Genre: fluff

CW: fem!reader, fluff so much fluff it’s gross, baby boy yūji

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"Babe, I'm going to go use the bathroom." Yūji said from  beside me, letting go of my hand.

"Alright," I stared down at my phone, making a list of the things we needed to get. Which I probably should've done before we even arrive at the store to be honest.

Yūji wanted to go grocery shopping, and knowing him, he would most likely get lots of sweets instead of actual food that we needed.

I added Poptarts to the list so I could get his and my favorites. I looked back at the men's bathroom door; it wouldn't hurt to leave him there, right?

Shrugging to myself, I grabbed a grocery basket and made my way towards the food aisles. He's a grown man after all.

I had been mindlessly walking around, adding things we needed to the basket like eggs, milk, and such.

My phone had died a couple minutes ago, so I was just trying to remember what we needed by memory.

I hadn't brought my charger with me because it's a grocery store. Let's just hope my mom doesn't call; I'll definitely get an earful if I don't pick up that phone call.

I recited what we needed from memory which lead me to absentmindedly walk through the aisles looking for something that we might need.

One thing I do remember is that I wanted to get poptarts. I headed towards the breakfast aisle and started my walk to our favorites.

Looking at the boxes, I decided to get cherry for me and cinnamon for Yūji. We both swore to never eat each other's poptarts; that was forbidden in our house.

Being in a relationship with Yūji was pretty amazing actually. He wasn't a player, as most people say because I've heard lots of rumors about that.

He's actually really sweet and childish but it can be cute sometimes.

I set the boxes in my basket and continued walking down the aisles to see if any of the foods jogged my memory.

Something I did remember was that we were running low on popcorn and ice cream due to our excessive movie nights.

Even though I wasn't much better than him when it came to sweets, I knew how to control myself.

I placed a big box of popcorn in the basket and mint ice cream in it as well.

Suddenly the intercom broke from the music, "(Y/n) (L/n), your child is at register three."

I furrowed my brows, I'm definitely sure I don't have a child. It could possibly be a different (Y/n) (L/n)? But most likely not, not with the name I have.

I took my sweet time to get there, I was met with Yūji pouting on a bench.

I smiled really big, rolling my eyes while walking over to him.

"Hi, baby," I said, pressing my lips against his forehead.

"You left me," he whined, looking up at me. God, he is such a child sometimes.

I chuckled, "You said you had to use the bathroom; you didn't tell me to wait." I pointed out to him taking his hand in mine.

I heard him groan at me, "Oh hush, you're like a big baby sometimes, Yūji." I smirked, knowing that that would make things straighten up.

It always did. But this time it seems as if he was whiner than ever. "You can't say anything because I'm your baby."

He wrapped his arms around my waist while I continued walking. He squeezed me a bit, and I lightly slapped his arm.

"No, PDA, there could be children, Yūji." I warned him as he released his arms from my waist and held my hand.

"Is this better?"

"Why yes, yes it is."

I could feel his gaze on me as we walked together.

"Yes, Yūji?" I asked, wondering if we needed laundry detergent or not.

"You're so pretty." I looked at him as if he were out of his mind. He would compliment me every day, but it seems today was an extra-complimentary one.

"Are you feeling okay today, babe?" I raised my hand up to feel his forehead. He leaned in and nuzzled his face into my hand.

"I just love you so much." He pulled me towards him, and I heard the erratic beating of his heart.

Luckily, I didn't see anyone else in the aisle with us.

"I love you too, Yūji." smiling into his chest; he was definitely extra loving today.

"Can we cuddle when we get home?" His voice was muffled since his head was buried in my neck. I shivered at the feeling.

"Oh crap, I just remembered. My phone is dead. I need to charge it. Do you want to check out now so we can cuddle later?" He nodded furiously, and I chuckled. How adorable he is sometimes.

"You're such a baby, Yūji." Before he could complain, I finished my sentence, "But you're my baby, so it's okay."

Yūji smiled brightly and held onto my hand as we walked out of the store after finishing bagging our groceries. I always loved when he was like this.

I set the bags down and started putting everything away in our cupboards. I had asked him to set up a fort and movie so I could get the food ready.

Yet again, we are having another movie night. I grabbed the hot bag of popcorn from the microwave and added it to a bowl.

Then I took the tub of ice cream with a spoon and headed into the living room.

"Are you ready?" I smiled as I climbed it, setting the food down.

"Obviously."

He played the movie while I fed him ice cream. I saw some of the flavored ice cream lightly dripping from his mouth.

Acting on instinct, I leaned forward and licked his lips.

Yūji's face was priceless; he'd be the one who'd always do something like that.

"What? You had ice cream on your lips." I shrugged and paid attention to the movie, ignoring him.

"Yeah, but I wanted to lick it off."

I rolled my eyes and then purposely and messily ate a spoonful of ice cream. Glancing towards him, I watched him watch me.

He leaned in and licked my lips back, "So sweet," he mumbled when he was done.

"Well, obviously it's ice cream." I smiled and leaned into him, focusing on the movie as he played with my hair.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you want more!

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[haikyuufanficwriting]

Chapter 12: Terushima

Prompt: Reader pressing their forehead against Character's forehead to check if they have a fever Character: Terushima _________________

When you had decided to be the next manager for the Johzenji Boys Volleyball Team, you distinctly remembering being warned. In fact, the reason you remember so clearly is because of how ludicrous you remember it sounding.

“These boys are a handful, you know. They’re bound to give you troubles and endless headaches. But they’re worth it if you put in the effort. Do you think you have what it takes?”

The question that was posed by the, at the time, third year and current manager, Hana Misaki. And though you had the urge to roll your eyes and snort, the look on her face seemed infinitely serious. Her eyes bore into your soul, and you couldn’t form the strength to look away. It was almost as if she was sizing you up, trying to deem you worthy of such a treacherous feat. Yet still, instead of taking it as a sign that maybe you should find another extracurricular activity to get your parents off your back, in your second-year naivety and rebellious nature, you assured Misaki that you could indeed handle it, and to ‘leave it to me’ as she gave you a doubtful yet hopeful gaze.

In your current position now, you could easily say that she was with full certainty trying to warn you.

Because while they did grow and learn from the absolute beating of the preliminaries last year, it didn’t change the nature of the team. They were still childish, which was only cute to a point, and still completely dependent on your leadership. The constant reminders to not fool around, to clean up after them, and the countless variations of ‘No Terushima, that’s not physically possible, put Futamata down.’

But on the other hand, you still don’t regret joining the team. Watching them evolve has definitely been the highlight of your final year in high school, and whether you wanted to or not, you’ve grown to care for the whole team. 

Right now, however, the care has seemed to dissipate for one particular member.

“Where the hell is Terushima?” You mutter to yourself, glancing at the clock, then to Runa to which she gives a nimble shrug. Fifteen minutes had passed since the start of practice, and you were all currently waiting on the man of the hour, the captain. You let out a sigh of frustration as the grip on your pencil gets tighter.

“Okay,” You start, causing all the attention to go on you. “Anyone know where Terushima might be?” You get a bout of silence, before some shakes of the head and some shrugs. You turn to the other two main culprits, and your fellow third-years, Futamata and Okudake, for them to only look at you with just as much confusion as the rest.

“Last I saw Yuuji was before last period. Haven’t seen him since.” Okudake recounts a similar story, and you have to close your eyes for the wave of fury to subside.

“Alright, then. Guess I’ll have to go look for him and drag his ass back here. The idiot was probably after some girl and lost track of time.” You utter the last bit to yourself in distaste. While he was recently on the high of wanting to do well in the preliminaries, he never really could shake that fuckboy mentality of his. “The coach is going to be here in about 20 minutes, so I’ll try to find him before he loses it. I know he’s usually in charge of the drills, so Okudake, you’ll cover them for now. Remember the preliminaries are coming up; this is the chance to redeem yourselves. Don’t mess around. Runa, you’re in charge till I get back.” You delegate as they all nod, showing their understanding. You take another deep breath, before putting your notebook aside and walking out of the gym frustrated at the extra task you sure as hell didn't sign up for, leaving the boys to themselves.

“He’s gonna be the death of her.” Okudake chuckles.

“Nah. She’ll probably kill him first.” Futamata states before picking up a ball.

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You can’t seem to stop muttering curses at the existence of Terushima Yuuji, all the while scouring the halls at all the usual spots he goes to either pick up girls or skip class. In the year you’ve been manager you’ve come to learn a lot about Terushima, albeit unwillingly, though it does come to help at times like these.

However, he wasn’t in any of them. Which was a little more than odd. Because with the multiple occurrences in which he has lost track of time, he was always in one of the untracked corners of the school. Could he have really gone home?

Now more than outraged, you slam the door of the staircase open to return to the gym, no longer caring if the coach chews him out, when you swear you hear the weakest utterance of your name. You pause. What the hell?

“[Name]? Is that you?” You recognized the voice instantly, but it was so much weaker, so much more lifeless than any time you’ve heard him speak. You were instantly worried. You ran up the stairs to find the one and only, Terushima, sitting on the stairs and the worst shade of green you’ve ever seen on a person. You have to forcibly hold in a gasp.

“Terushima? What in the hell are you doing here?” You can see the amount of effort it takes for him to lift his head. Eye bags prominent, sweat adorning his forehead.

He looked like death personified.

“I’m going to practice. I just needed a little break.” The sentences seemed to be too much for his lungs to take, because he immediately had a coughing fit afterwards, and you flinch with every sound that leaves his throat. It was not pretty.

But you couldn’t focus too much on that.

“What do you mean ‘going to practice’? You look like you’re dying! You’re clearly sick. You need to go home!”

“The preliminaries are coming up again. I need to practice.”

“The hell you are!”

“It’s not that bad-“

His raspy voice is cut off, by your grabbing of his head. He doesn’t have any time to process anything before you bring your face to his. Your cheek touches his moist forehead, to be met with a sudden burning sensation.

Just as you suspected. Fever. And a high one with that.

“Idiot. You’re burning up; and if you had any sort of brain that wasn’t already mushed up by the fever, you’d know that you wouldn’t even be able to do much.” Your voice has turned soft, and for some reason you still haven’t released his head. Perhaps it was this gentle attitude that causes him to lay his head into your hands, or the fatigue or the illness that was eating him upside.

Regardless, it causes your own face to heat up. You clear your throat.

“Okay, you need to get up. We can go to the nurse, and they can call your parents.”

“They’re away. Trip.” His eyes are barely open at this point. Once given the opportunity to rest, he couldn’t get up. His whole body was shutting down. You tsked at the unfortunate circumstances.

“Okay, I’ll call a cab and take you home.”

“What about practice?”

“It’ll be fine. Runa and the coach will be there. I can’t leave you like this.”

And you didn’t. You texted Runa all the details, telling her to tell the coach and others, all the while ordering an uber to take you and Terushima to his house. You remember the address from the countless times you’ve brought notes over to help him study for a test that he seemed to forget until the day before. The hard part was about to come.

Getting Terushima to move.

He seemed to be on low power mode, and still a couple seconds away from passing out. You weren’t even sure how he made it this far on his own. But, with all the strength you could muster, you grabbed waist and hoisted him up and to lean on you. He was warm, which was partially due to the fever but, it was a weight that was extremely comforting to you. He also didn’t smell terrible, which was odd to you. If he was in good health, you’d say that his scent wouldn’t even be bad.

Probably really good.

You shake away the intrusive thoughts, which soon come right back to you when you feel his hand grip your waist. Tightly. You squeak, surprised, but he didn’t seem to notice, only focused on standing upright.

It was for the better anyways, because he would’ve likely seen you blush all the way to the car.

You open the door to the car, and greet the driver quickly, before carefully placing Terushima inside, being mindful of his head and making sure he was comfortably seated and walking to the other side. He turns to you.

“Yo-you’re coming?” He asks weakly, and you roll eyes. “Of course I am, moron. You can’t even walk properly.” You mumble the last bit, but you were sure he heard because his expression changed to something you couldn’t quite place.

The ride consisted of the usual tension that came from uber rides, along with you making sure that Terushima didn’t fall asleep, knowing it would be a lot harder to get him up if he did. Finally, you got to his house, and thanked the driver while pulling Terushima up like a ragdoll and dragging him to his house. You unlocked the door with the keys from his bag and once opened, you scourged a place to put him, knowing damn well you wouldn’t be able to get him up the stairs if getting him down was such as issue. After some scanning, you managed to get him on one of the long couches in his living room. You let him down gently, not thinking too hard about his blatant refusal to let go of you for a few seconds. You put his stuff down and blow out a sigh.

Okay next steps.

“Hey.” You weren’t sure why, but you used a hushed voice. Maybe because he seemed extremely out of it now, but also because just the state of him made you feel a certain kind of way. A way you would’ve never thought you would feel. “Which room is yours? I’m going to bring some of your blankets down.” He groans a little.

“It’s too hot.” He says before coughing into his pillow, and you grimace. Yeah, okay you’ll deal with the fever first. Since you don’t know where his family keeps the medication, and you don’t think Terushima is the most trustworthy source at the moment, you decide to do the best you can. You go to the kitchen and get a small rag to put under cold water. You rung it out slightly, coming back to gently place the rag on his forehead. You hear him let out a sound of comfort, to which you give a sigh of relief.

You figured that once he cools down he still might get shivers, as true of any fever, so you decide to head upstairs and try to find his room. But you feel a slightly sweaty hand grab your wrist weakly.

“Stay.”

Terushima muttered it lightly, but it made your heart do a full flip. Was he usually this clingy when he was sick? You bit your lip lightly, bending down to his level. “I’m just getting you some blankets, I’ll be back.”

He held your hand for a while, before letting go, seemingly understanding that you were going to come back. You let out a huge breathe, rubbing your cheeks to rid them of your blush, before going upstairs to look for his room. You found it easily, and grabbed the blankets, bunching them up in your arms. You come back down and throw them on a chair in the living area, close enough for easy grabbing if he’d get cold.

“You came back.” Terushima notices weakly, and snort. “Yeah, of course. What, you thought I’d jump out the window?” You go to check on the rag, making sure it was still cold, trying to avoid eye contact. But you couldn’t avoid his tired eyes.

“With how much I bother you, it seems possible.” He seems to be forming longer sentences, which is a good sign. “Do you really think I’m that cruel?” He laughs quietly. “No, but you’re a hardass.” You roll your eyes.

“Yeah, cause you guys are stupid enough to pull shit like this.” Terushima shifts in his place, rotating to face you properly.

“Preliminaries are coming up. I needed to practice. I’m the captain.”

“Not to death, moron.” He stays quiet. You sigh. “Look, I admire your dedication, but you need to find a balance. Know when to put yourself and your health first.” He still doesn’t say anything, but shivers slightly. You immediately grab the blanket from the chair and cover him with it. “Told you you’d get cold.” Terushima clicks his tongue, piercing shining in the light of his living room. You take the rag of his forehead, using your hand to dab up any remaining moisture.

“You need to sleep it off. Get some strength back.” You order, getting up to rewet the rag.

“Will you be here when I wake up?” His question catches you off guard, his eyes watching your whole-body twist around, mouth open like a gaping fish. You take a couple seconds to formulate your answer.

“…Of course I will.”  The answer leads him to give you a comforted smile, before closing his eyes, letting exhaustion take over.

“You’re a really good manager, you know.” And with that, Terushima is out like a light. You stare slightly, flustered.

“Thank you.”

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Terushima wakes up with a slightly pulsing body ache, a sore throat, but not much else. He doesn’t know how long he’s slept for, but he did know it was deep. He sits up to see the sky darkened tremendously, and across the living room to clock to read that it was close to midnight.

He clears his throat uncomfortably. He winces at the pain.

“Hey you’re awake.” Your voice causes him to jump, muscles aching from the sudden movement, as he whips his head to you in his kitchen, stirring a pot over his stovetop. His look of confusion must’ve been evident, so you decided to fill him in.

“I made some soup with some things I found around the kitchen. Hope you don’t mind.” He watches you ladle some soup into a bowl and make your way to him. You give him the soup, smile comforting yet still worried.

“How are you feeling now?” He clears his throat again.

“Better.” Terushima’s voice is extremely hoarse, to which he starts to cough painfully. You grimace. “The soup should help with your throat. Then I’ll get you some cough drops.” He nods numbly. You sit across from him on the couch.

“Do you… still have a fever?”

“I don’t think so?” He still felt a little hot, but not nearly as badly as before. You hum. “Where do you keep your thermometer?” You ask, about to stand again, to which he stops you, putting the soup you had given him to the side. “Outta batteries…” He paused, before continuing, looking at you with a certain kind of intensity. “You could check the same way you did at the school.” He mumbled the last bit, and you reddened at the memory.

Right, you had repressed that moment. You were stressed and the movement had just come out of instinct. It was the way your mother did it. You looked to Terushima, who was having trouble keeping eye contact with you.

“Okay…” You moved slowly, taking his head in your arms, before pressing your cheek on his forehead. You stayed like for a couple seconds, having this action being much more intimate than before. You pulled away, staring deeply into his eyes.

“It’s better than before, but you’re still a little warm.” You practically whispered, still holding his head in your hands. You watch with slightly widened eyes when he cups your hand and nuzzles into your palm.

To your shock, you pulled away, leaving a slightly confused and hurt Terushima.

“Uh- You seem to be doing a little better though… And it’s getting a little late so- I- I’m just going to go. There’s more soup in the kitchen and I hope you feel better soon. See you on Monday, uh- Hopefully.” You stumble through your sentence, backing away slowly and grabbing your things, pulling his door open and quickly exiting.

You shut the door, breathing quickly, a hotness running across your face at the vivid detail of how nice his hand felt against yours as you ran to the bus stop.

What. The. Hell.

#haikyuu #fanfic #writing prompt #drabble #haikyuu fluff #writing #humour #terushima yuuji #terushima x reader #haikyuu terushima #hq x reader #hq fluff

[emmyrosee]

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.”

#this ended up being a lot shorter than I’d expected #but I wanted it to be a cute lil read🥹❤️ #a lil comfort if you will #terushima yuuji #terushima yuuji fluff #terushima yuuji x reader #terushima yuuji x gn!reader #terushima yuuji x reader fluff #terushima yuuji imagine #terushima yuuji haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu x yn #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you

[bonez-and-gutz]

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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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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[his-saiko]

It really wasn’t a good time for these past few days… Another argument ensued between you two and everything has been quiet none of you were messaging each other.

With a sigh, you prepared yourself for everything to end. You know it’ll hurt. You wish it doesn’t at all but what can you do? You didn’t want to admit it but you check on him the way you’d know how without disturbing him.

“He must be worried.” You tell yourself but it feels hard to accept that. Even if it was true. “I messed up.” That’s what you have at the back of your mind. You sighed again. Tears silently stream down your cheeks.

You can’t hold a grudge over the people you deeply care about but the feeling of injustice is still there so you end up hurting yourself more.

Your phone pinged. You hurried to hold it and clumsily do so. You were thinking of your friends messaging you but to your horror, you saw your boyfriend’s nickname in the notifications. He left a voice message.

“This is it. I guess…” You braced yourself. You played the message.

“Baby? You’re home, right? Hello? Why aren’t you answering?” He slurred. He’s drunk. “Ah shit. Didn’t I press call? Baby? Fuck.” He cursed. There was a few seconds of silence. “I’m sorry… Oh shit.” He chuckled. “I don’t think you wanted to hear that… This is a voice message, right? So you’ll definitely get this.”

Confusion plagued your mind. Your tears pool in your eyes and fall like rivers. “This s it.” You thought.

“I can’t be the person you wanted. Not like the ones you see in books and shows… I wish I could be… But I don’t have powers. I’m not an elf or an angel or a demon…”

You couldn’t keep yourself up.

“But fuck it. I’m gonna love you the way I can. Fuck those- fucking… fucking… Fuck men!” You heard shuffling from the voice message. “No, not me. Not fuck me. Wait. I want you to fuck me. Ah shit…”

You tried not to laugh but you realized something more important. What was he doing when he was saying all this. He’s drunk. Is he outside? You shot up and thought about him sitting somewhere but it’s cold already.

He laughed. “I’m trying to be selfless here… I want to let you go if that makes you happier… But… I don’t really want to… I want you… I love you…”

You stopped from your frenzy of preparing to go out.

“Fuck it. If me wanting you to stay makes me selfish, then I want to keep being selfish. But I promise… I’ll leave you alone if you need me to.”

You started to curse. “You stupid fucking idiot!” You remembered how you always become so excited when you’re watching this in dramas but now you’re in the receiving end, you understand now why the main characters act this way.

“I’m coming to you, Baby. Just wait for me…”

“Fuck waiting! I’m going!” You screamed as if he’d hear you. You wanted to punch him so much but most of all you wanted to jump into his arms.

You frantically looked around and saw him sitting on a park bench. You ran to him. “Baby! Are you okay?!”

He groaned. “I have a wife.” He lifted his head and looked at you. “Oh. That’s you.” He smiled.

Your cheeks heated up. You smacked his shoulder. “Why did you come here drunk?! This is far from your place!”

“I hate my place… I wanna be with you…” He sincerely said. “I can’t think straight without you…”

You dropped your shoulders. You helped him up and walked back to your house.

“I realized… I needed you just as much as you needed me. Actually, I need you more than I want to admit.”

You listened to him. You remembered all the arguments and can only think that you caused everything. You can’t help but feel like you’re only a burden to him. That you’ll always let him down. You wanted to say that but you’re scared. You think that these problems happen because of those. You brushed the thought off and opened the door to your house.

“Please, don’t be quiet…”

“Huh?”

“I know what you look like when you want to say something.”

You shook your head. “It’s okay…”

“It’s not. Please talk to me…”

“I’ll be fine… It’s okay.”

“Baby, please.” He kneeled and held onto you. “Talk to me… Don’t push me away…” He cried. You hugged him and he reciprocated by squeezing you in his arms. “I don’t want to lose you ever… Not even to you…”

You laughed. “That’s too mean…”

You helped him to the couch. You wanted to get a few more things for him but he held you there. No intention of letting go.

“I’m scared. Please stay…”

“I’m not gonna leave…”

“Still… Stay…”

“Okay.” You brushed his hair and kissed his head. “I love you.”

“I love you too…”

— OIKAWA, Atsumu, Kuroo, Bokuto, Tsukishima, Terushima

© 2022 Alfi. Do not repost any of my work.

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[leti666bigboss]

Heyy! I'm in a huge Terushima mood and I was wondering, if you have the time of course, if you can write a scenario in which Teru helps his darling pick out their next piercing/tattoo or vice versa (His darling helps him choose a piercing/tattoo). You can change or add anything you'd like I really don't mind as long as you're enjoying what you're writing :) Hope you're having an awesome day/night <3

Industrial

featuring: terushima x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: cussing, piercings/mentions of needles, mentions of anxiety/stress

Oh, I think we all know Terushima Yuuji and his habit of doing things in the spur of the moment. He's been like this since he was little, and usually it wouldn't have been such a big deal. That, until it went from buying one thing instead of another to bleaching his hair and getting piercings. But, to be honest, your life would have been kinda boring without his eagerness and desire to try out new things.

Lately he's been having such a big influence towards you that now you want to get piercings as well. Unlike him though, you're thinking your choices very carefully. Maybe a little bit too carefully... "[name], I told you! Stop trying a bunch shit-ton of filters, just get the damn piercing and if you don't like it, take it out!" "And I told you, Yuuji, I'm not like you. I have to think thoroughly before penetrating my body" "You're making it sound like you gon' die or sum" You wanted something simple but not too basic, you've never gotten any wild piercings before-- just lobes and that's it (sorry if this doesn't apply to everyone). Therefore you wanted one that stands out but isn't out of one's tree. Terushima isn't an expert or anything like that, if anything, he's the exact opposite and in his mind every single type of ring, earring or stud would suit you. However, looking back at something he had always wanted, it came to his realization that you might like it as well. He notices your leg shaking rapidly as you're zoning out and the look in your eyes just shows how deep in thought you actually are. Teru doesn't always have a way with words other than his amusing chatter. He hates seeing you anxious about something yet so simple in his mind though, hence he decides to speak up: "Listen, darling, don' stress over somethin' like this. I've been thinking 'bout it and an Industrial would look so damn good on you, don't'ya think?" “Maybe…”

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[revasserium]

to ask and receive

he comforts you during thunderstorms, tells you he would rend the sky and tear lightening from the clouds if you asked him to. that if you wanted, he might storm olympus and challenge zeus, the god of gods, that he would win, just for you. he tells you that were you to ask for the head of john the baptist, he would bring it to you on a silver platter.

all these things, he would do for you. if only you'd ask.

he tells you too that you are to be his ruin, that you hold the very essence of his soul in the palms of your hands. he tells you he loves you, that he burns for you, that he drowns in your closeness and that if you wanted to hurt him, it would be only too easy a thing to do.

sometimes, he wants you to hurt him.

sometimes, he takes your hands, kisses your palms, and puts them around his throat.

sometimes, he smirks at you and says, "well go on then, let's see the worst that you can do."

dazai, akutagawa, kuroo, bachira, rin, kageyama, tanaka, terushima

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[applepi-1]

UNFRIENDLY FRIEND- TERUSHIMA

You first met Terushima when you saw him park his motorcycle behind the gym, you gave him a warning not to do that seeing if he’d get caught he’d be in a lot of trouble. You’ve heard of Terushima before this interaction, you never did put a face to the name that day. After school he introduced himself and offered you a coffee as a thanks, the rest is kind of history, he took you on dates occasionally showed you off to a bunch of girls. After 3 months of dating and this routine you two seemed to pick up he messaged you late at night apologizing for a friend you’ll be meeting the next day. You began to wonder in what way was he apologizing for, like is this friend preparing to step out of line or something. You shook off the feeling and went to sleep, when you woke up the next day you were greeted with your usual good morning message for Teru, you got ready for school and woke your brother up on your way out.

As the clocked ticked for school to be over, something inside you grew you didn’t know if it was curiousty or nervousness, but you walked into the gym seeing a girl pressed up to your boyfriends arm, when he saw you he moved away from her and walked over to you. “Babe,” He bent down kissing your cheek before turning to the female, “this is G/n, she’s a childhood friend, she’s visiting my family for the weekend. G/n this is my girlfriend.”

“Oh, it’s so nice to meet you.” She shook your hand her smile going down.

“Nice to meet you too…”

“Y/n.”

“Y/n, oh the pretty one.”

“I’m sorry?” You looked at Terushima confused. “What does that mean?”

“Oh, let me reword it, like the prettiest girl I’ve seen him with, it’s a compliment.”

“Right.”

“He’s told me so much about you.”

“I pretty much summed it up in a paragraph before she came.”

“I wanted it to be a surprise but somehow he figured it out.”

“Anyways, babe,” you turned to look at him grabbing his arm softly. “Are you ready?”

“Ahh, yeah, hold on,” he walked over to his coach leaving you alone with G/n.

“Okay so, his girlfriends don’t normally last long, so when you break his heart I’m gonna come for you.” You looked at her confused and he ran back.

“All ready to go. Oh yeah, did you grab your stuff for the beach trip tomorrow?”

“Yeah, well no, my bathing suit is already at your house and I was just planning on jacking a shirt.”

“Works for me.”

“Oh she’s coming on the beach trip?”

“Well, yeah. In no offense, she was invited before you seeing I didn’t know you were coming till last minute,”

“Oh, so I’m a last minute invite?”

“Yeah basically, but it’ll be fun, we should get going then.”

“Great.” The walk back to Terushima’s was more than awkward, she was trying to have a conversation with him while he was trying to have one with you. When you finally got there you took your shoes off at the door and greeted his parents before walking up to his room. You took out a pair of your sleeping shorts out of his drawer and an oversized shirt out his closet, quickly getting dressed and head downstairs, stopping halfway there to see Terushima walk out the bathroom with no shirt on.

“I was just about to grab that shirt.” He said grabbing your waist pulling your closer.

“Oh is that so? Well, finders keepers.”

“Oh you can definitely keep it, it looks ten times better on you than me.”

“Than on anyone right?” You asked softly looking up at him, he smiled weakly at you grabbing your face.

“You are the most beautiful girl I ever met, any of my clothes look better on you far more than anyone, better than the model selling the shirts or the model’s partner.”

“Now you’re just being modest.” You went to back away but his grip tightened softly on your face keeping you in place.

“I will tell you everyday if I have to, I love every single inch of your body, you’re heart, personality, you are what keeps me going in life, you’ve changed me in so many ways I never thought I could change, and I love you for that. But I love you more.”

“And now you’re gonna make me cry.” You place your hands on his chest leaning up to kiss him softly. “Now go put a shirt on and come downstairs, I love you.” You quickly pecked his lips and walked off.

“I hate it when you turn your back to me, but love the view of you walking away.”

“Such and idiot sometimes, Teru.”

“Only for you, my love.” You rolled your eyes as you reached the bottom floor. You walked over to his mom helping her with dinner like usual.

“Thank you, Y/n, I’m so glad he’s met you.” His friend walked in a little after watching as you conversant with Terushima’s mother, she walked over tapping her shoulder.

“Would you like me to set the table?”

“Oh no, that won’t be necessary, we don’t eat at the table anymore. Y/n introduced us to eating on the couch and watching a movie. I believe it’s my pick.”

“It is indeed, mom.” Terushima said as he walked in wrapping his arms around your waist. You watched Haunt as his mother is a big horror fan and after you too head to bed, his friend sleeping on a pallet on the floor.

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When you woke up you were greeted to kissed on your neck and a gasp left your lips as he bit down, the moment was interrupted soon after his friend opened his bathroom door. You guys got ready for the beach and waited on the other volleyball members to pull up. Once on the beach you instantly put your towel down and took off Terushima’s shirt causing some passing men to whistle, only to stop when Terushima takes his shirt off next to you before kissing your neck and taking off to the boys setting up a net for their beach volleyball, you swear they never take a break. “Boys am I right?” You look at his friend who sets her towel down next to you.

“Yeah.”

“Teru sure does seem to have admirers.” You looked at the girls who’s eyes lingered on your man, you watched as he look oblivious to it as he helped the team.

“He’s hot, can’t blame him.”

“So you’re not the jealous type then?”

“Definitely not, if he wanted them, he wouldn’t be with me, I know Teru. I trust him.”

“Yeah, but before you he was a bit of a man whore.”

“yeah, keyword there G/n, before me. You can have this nice fake smile you’re doing in front Teru, but you’re not fooling anyone. You wish it was you he settled for, and it’s fine, I get it, but Teru is not going to come crying to you, cause I don’t plan on leaving.”

“Oh, I’ll find a way to get rid of you, you may be a little harder than his exs but I can do it. I’ve done it before.” You laughed at her earning a look from your boyfriend.

“Sweetly, I’d like to see you try, he’ll never see you that way, he hasn’t yet, chances are he never will.”

“Hm, but you got him to see you ugly ass.”

“There is not a bone in my body that’s ugly.” You stood up grabbing your sunblock heading towards your boyfriend. Looking at the girls who also had sunblock in their hands, you rolled your eyes applying some on your hands before touching his already red shoulders.

“jeez, don’t sneak up on me like that.”

“Sorry, my love, you’re already starting to burn, can’t have you burn to death before you kick some of your teammates ass.”

“Thanks Y/n.”

“Glad to see you have faith in us.” Two of his teammates chip in.

“You’re welcome.” Terushima turned around when you retreated your hands, you put more on them rubbing them in before spreading the cream on his chest, you looked up into his eyes as you did this smiling brightly at him. “What?”

“Nothing, just like looking at you.” You laughed booping his nose getting sunblock on it. “Oh no you don’t.” He grabbed the bottle out your hand squirting some on his before rubbing them together.

“Don’t you dare.”

“Oh I dare.” You began to run away from him trying to use his teammates as shields as he chased you, you even threw one into him as you took off down the beach, but with your legs being shorter than his he easily caught up grabbing your waist, smearing what was left of the sunblock all on your stomach and chest, you laughed as your body turned around in his arms, pushing your hair out your face you glance up at the boy. “I love you.” You froze in your spot as the words left his lips.

“I love you, too.” He smirked before he leaned down capturing your lips with his, picking you up slightly before walking you back into the direction of your friends. His friend glanced over at you two, the look in Terushima’s eyes proved your words, he was never gonna love someone else as much as he loves you.

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[nope-i-dont-think-i-will]

Haikyuu: How ____ Holds Hands! P1

Daichi, Kuroo, Bokuto, Daishou, Ushijima, Oikawa, Terushima, Iizuna, Futakuchi, Kita x reader.

(Pls repost and talk about what you think, my reach is SINKING lmao)

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Sawamura Daichi:

Daichi taps gently on the back of your hand and let's you flip your hand to hold his with no force or intent other than to show you hes there and you are loved. The only exception is when your crying and he will grab your hands and gently squeeze it in a pattern to remind you hes there and help ground you. He loves you and wants you to know you have the decision, always.

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Tetsuro Kuroo:

Kuroo has a habit of pairing holding hands with other forms of affection as well, it's not bad but it probably did throw you off the first two or three times. He interlocks your fingers across the table and suddenly lifts your hands so he can press a gentle kiss to your knuckles, he takes your hand when the two of you are hanging out and suddenly tries to get you to dance with a bright goofy grin. He loves to see the blush that litters your face at each surprising gesture and it makes the thoughts of you lingering in his head so, so worth it.

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Koutaro Bokuto:

Bokuto will press kisses to your knuckles or palms every single time he holds your hands. He could be doing something or talking to someone when you come take his hand and he will stop what he is doing momentarily to press a kiss to your hand. He will hold the back of your hand and press a kiss to your palms too if hes got access easy. He gives you a proud grin and a chuckle, always looking so incredibly proud if himself when you give him a blushing smile in return. The sight if you giggling or blushing at his antics makes him fall even more in love with you if it's possible.

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Suguru Daishou:

Daishou is surprisingly subtle, and instead of holding your whole hand he holds your lower wrist and interlocks your pinkies. He worries you will leave him, and the interlocked pinkies serve as a silent reminder and promise the two of you will never leave each others sides. If hes in a really bad mood or generally emotionally exhausted he will interlock your pinkies and kiss your cheek with a small "I'll love you forever... I promise..." please promise him back, he needs it on those days.

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Wakatoshi Ushijima

Ushijima is a little old school, holding your hand the traditional way without any dramatics, but he makes it up with muttered words and sweet compliments. "Your hands fit so well with mine love.. I'm happy to have you with me.." in a quiet voice that just makes your heart melt. He always makes sure to remind you that he is so, so lucky to have you: always in such a quiet, sweet tone that you know hes always genuine and that he doesn't need to show you off or vise versa for him to be happy by your side.

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Toru Oikawa:

Oikawa holds your hand anytime your around, and will constantly fiddle with whatever is on your hands. Especially if you have a rings, he will sit by your side, hand on top of your and his fingers lightly messing with them as you talk or watch movies. If you buy a fidget ring he will not leave it alone. Also if he finds anything on your hands particularly beautiful or eye catching he lifts your hand and places a kiss to it, muttering why it makes you look even more gorgeous before leaning up and kissing your cheek with a chuckle at your fluster. Hes got a great fashion sense when it comes to anything on you too, so most of these items he does this with are things that make you look stunning or bring out one of your features.

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Yuji Terushima:

Terushima goes out of his way to make a cheesy joke or make you laugh every single time he holds your hand. He uses this strategy constantly, even using it to lighten the mood in serious situations occasionally. "Your hand looks heavy babe- let me hold it!" He gives you a cheesy grin and proud eyes as you giggle at his childish antics and hand over your hand for him to hold. He will hold your hand backwards or tangle your arms together slightly, just being generally clumsy to hear that gorgeous laugh of yours.

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Shinsuke Kita:

Kita holds your hand in a way where the back of your hand touches his palm and he uses his thumb to just run tiny circles on the side of your hand. He does it on instinct and loves to feel when you slightly relax under his touch. Occasionally if he feels particularly like fluttering you he will lift your palm to him and press a gentle kiss to it before giving a small pec to your lips as well to watch your eyes widen and your face go pink. Interlock your pinkies in that position on days where he has it rough and you get a small, content, lovestruck smile from him every time.

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Kenji Futakuchi:

Futakuchi smiles every time he sees your hand within holding range, always putting his hand in yours when he can. He always has a hand open when hes near you just because he loves to hold yours. His hand always fiddles with your fingers or runs a gentle thumb on the back of your hand while you do things together. Its oddly nice to see the normally 'problematic' captain so gentle for you.

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Tsukasa Iizuna:

Iizuna used to dislike holding hands, and still had a bit of a hard time accepting it until he got injured and he realized just how close holding hands made him feel to you. Now he likes to hold your hand gently as he sits with you anywhere or when you're doing something by his side. Still doesn't like holding hands when walking because he worries he's going to fall and you're going to tumble down with him and get hurt :[[

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