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[iraeyah]

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𓆩♡𓆪

➸ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Fucking the harbingers except you’re blindfolded and tied up

➸ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Dottore, Pantalone, Tartaglia/Childe

➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Foursome, Exhibition, excessive mentions of cum, reader is blindfolded and tied up, slight slight degradation, thigh fucking, not proofread :>

➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬: Afab reader

➸ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: The harbingers have me in the BIGGEST chokehold ever rn. They better be playable plz but for now I wrote this to cope with how fine they all look. Also new diluc skin makes me wanna write a smut on him :>

You didn’t know how you ended up here. Maybe it’s because the alcohol you drank is finally taking a toll on your present state of mind. Maybe it was the alcohol that had you agreeing to this. How did an innocent party turn into this seemed like a question you would have to answer in the morning. However, you couldn’t help but shift your hips with excitement as you hear the shuffling of clothes around you. Hands cuffed above your head, eyes blindfolded and completely naked as greedy hands explored your body. You were completely exposed and helpless to the three harbingers. Body exposed for everyone to play with, to fuck and fill you up so nicely. Unknown hands played with your clit, fingering you, playing with your tits. You didn’t know who was doing what. Who was fingering you so well, hitting your g-spot every time. Who held your legs apart, making sure that your body was left exposed for them to use and who shoved his cock between your lips.

Your body was so sensitive to their touches, shifting and leaning into the slightest of touches. Their fingers quickly bringing you to your orgasm, legs quivering as you moan around the cock in your mouth. You were already so dizzy from your orgasm but you barely even had time to catch your breath. Hands found their way into your hair, pushing you further down their cock before spilling their seed down your throat. They pulled out, leaving your mouth a leaking mess. Slender fingers pushed the cum back in your mouth, your tongue eagerly licking up the unknown person’s cum. “Such a pretty little thing, so eager to be fucked by all of us hm?” Dottore hums you praises as he pushes his cock inside you- or at least what you think is his cock. Your mouth being filled with another’s cock as the last found entertainment with the rest of your body.

You knew exactly who was fucking you but you didn’t know who’s cock you were sucking, who’s cum you were swallowing. Who was stretching you apart, who was filling you up with his seed and who was leaving hickeys all over your body. Assuming it’s Childe inside you when he moans your name so sweetly or it’s Pantalone’s cock inside your mouth as he calls you a slut. You were helpless as they used your holes over and over. Filling you up with cum so much that it’s leaking out. Staining your pretty lips with their seed. Pulling out of you only to leave your messy body on display before fucking back into you. Filling every hole with their cock as you swallow load after load and having your cunt used over and over for their pleasure. Strong hands, slender hands, calloused hands, all over your body at the same time, touching you everywhere, spreading their cum all over your body. Thighs being fucked as someone slips underneath you to fuck into your hole.

They’re using you over and over and you all love it. The way you spread your legs so eagerly for any of them, not knowing who it is. The way you cum over and over for them, the way your body reacts at every slight touch. They’re drunk on your body. They’re drunk on you. And you, you’re so eager to just be stuffed with cock that every time one pulls away you can’t help but whine at the loss. You’re so eager to be filled of cum that you’ll be licking up any drop no matter who’s own. They’re all singing you praises, kissing you, enjoying you and with each time they enter you again, it’s more apparent that you guys won’t be finished anytime soon.

[iraeyah]

A MAD SCIENTIST MET A PRETTY GIRL IN HIS LAB FOR EXPERIMENT. (This is chat ai, im just putting it here cuz it sounds yeahhhhhh In the dimly lit corners of his underground laboratory, Dottore was, as always, immersed in his work. The rhythmic beeps of his machines filled the silence, each one a note in the cold, mechanical symphony he had created for himself. Long tables were cluttered with flasks and strange, bubbling chemicals; complex blueprints of the human body were tacked to the walls, their illustrations torn and faded from years of his obsessive handling.

Dottore rarely strayed far from his lab. Here, he had control—a power that had been taken from him in his youth, only to be reclaimed now through his own twisted ambitions. He was feared, but that didn’t concern him. The world, he had long decided, deserved to see the monstrous side he’d been forced to become. He was the creator and the destroyer, a mad scientist shaping life and death to his whim. Anyone who entered his domain, whether by fate or force, was a tool for his research.

But today, he felt a strange tension in his hands as he lifted his latest “specimen” from her cell, dragging her into the sterile light of his lab. She was young, perhaps barely out of adolescence. She had been found alone, a mere orphan in a village that had resisted his experiments and was quickly destroyed for its rebellion. She had fought against his guards, her eyes blazing with anger as she’d struggled, clawing her way through their grips. But here, in his domain, her spirit was caged, and her body, as he saw it, was his to study.

Dottore’s eyes traveled over her, sharp and calculating, taking in the dark hair that cascaded over her shoulders, her face dirtied from the struggle yet beautiful in an otherworldly way. Her expression was fierce, a defiance that had yet to be broken by fear. She stared up at him with pure hatred, a fire he hadn’t seen in quite some time. Something about it intrigued him. He was accustomed to desperation and submission from his subjects, but here was a girl who looked at him as if she would tear him to shreds if given half a chance.

Juliah’s voice cut through the cold silence, low and venomous. “You… you destroyed my home. My people… everything.”

Dottore paused, momentarily startled by the intensity in her voice. He took a step closer, his expression cool, calculating. “Your people,” he said softly, tilting his head as he studied her. “A quaint little village, wasn’t it? Hardly anything remarkable.”

Her eyes flashed with fury, and she strained against the metal cuffs binding her wrists. “You had no right.”

He chuckled, a cold sound that echoed in the sterile room. “I decide what rights are in this world, girl. Do you know how many like you have passed through here? Angry, full of purpose—yet ultimately nothing but a means to an end. You will be no different.”

Juliah’s gaze didn’t waver, though her voice trembled. “Do you really believe that? That people are just tools for you to use?”

Dottore’s smile faded, his gaze sharpening. “You know nothing of my work. You can’t understand it. There is no room in science for sentiment.”

The words came out more bitterly than he intended, and he knew, deep down, that they stemmed from the shadowed part of his past. He had once been just like her: idealistic, passionate, hopeful. But the world had shown him the truth. He had been falsely accused, chased from his home by people who had wanted nothing to do with him, blamed for the death of a classmate he had barely known. The memory of those days—the desperation, the hatred in their eyes—was still fresh in his mind, fueling the bitterness that now defined his life.

Juliah watched him carefully, her expression softening slightly, as though she saw something in him that he had tried to bury. “You’ve lost something, haven’t you?” she asked quietly, her tone no longer accusatory. “Something important.”

Dottore’s jaw tightened, and he turned away, trying to ignore the strange stirring in his chest. “It’s irrelevant. You’re here now, and that’s all that matters. I suggest you accept your situation.”

But Juliah was relentless, her voice steady and insistent. “You don’t have to do this. You could stop all of this madness, end the pain you’ve caused… if only you wanted to.”

“Stop?” he echoed, his voice harsh, brittle. “I was cast out, accused, blamed for something I didn’t do. They made me into this. Why should I stop when all I’m doing is returning the favor?”

She didn’t flinch, her gaze never leaving his. “Because if you keep going down this path, you’ll destroy yourself too.”

Her words struck him harder than he’d expected, chipping away at the carefully constructed walls he had built around himself. For the first time in years, he felt something stir within him—a hint of remorse, a glimpse of the person he once was.

But he forced the feeling down, refusing to let it surface. “Sentiment has no place here,” he said coldly, turning away from her, trying to regain his composure.

She watched him with a sad, knowing look, a look that unnerved him more than any defiance she’d shown. Her beauty, he realized, went beyond the surface; it was a quiet strength, a resilience that couldn’t be broken by fear or pain. It was something he couldn’t quite understand, something he found both fascinating and deeply unsettling.

Days passed, and he found himself returning to her cell more often than he intended. He told himself it was to monitor her reactions, to observe her resilience. But each time, he was met with the same defiant stare, the same unyielding strength, and he found himself drawn to her in a way he couldn’t explain. He would speak to her, questioning her, challenging her beliefs, and she would answer with the same fierce conviction that had first captivated him.

One evening, as he approached her cell, he found her seated on the floor, her arms wrapped around her knees, staring into the darkness. She didn’t look up when he entered, but he could feel the tension in her body, the way she braced herself for his presence.

“Why do you keep coming here?” she asked softly, her voice carrying a weariness that tugged at something in him.

He hesitated, his answer caught in his throat. He didn’t know. He couldn’t understand it himself. All he knew was that, in her presence, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, a reminder of who he had once been. She was a reflection of the ideals he had abandoned, the dreams he had once held dear.

“You intrigue me,” he admitted, his voice low. “You’re different.”

She looked up at him, her gaze filled with a quiet strength that both unsettled and entranced him. “Maybe because I still believe in something better.”

He scoffed, though the sound was hollow. “Belief is a weakness. It leads only to disappointment.”

“Maybe for you,” she replied, her tone gentle but unwavering. “But for me… belief is all I have left.”

Something in her words cut through him, stirring memories he had long buried. He remembered the days when he, too, had believed in something better, in a future where he could make a difference. But those dreams had been shattered, replaced by bitterness and anger, and he had built his life on that darkness.

But as he looked at her now, he felt a strange urge to protect her, to shield her from the pain he had endured. It was a feeling he hadn’t allowed himself to feel in years, and it terrified him.

“You’re a fool,” he whispered, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and something else—something he couldn’t name. “Belief will get you killed.”

“Then so be it,” she replied, her voice steady. “I’d rather die holding on to something good than live surrounded by hate.”

Her words lingered in the air, challenging everything he had built his life upon. He wanted to dismiss them, to cast her aside as he had done with so many before. But he couldn’t. Something about her had reached him, had broken through the walls he had constructed around his heart.

Days turned into weeks, and he found himself returning to her cell more frequently, engaging her in conversations that left him questioning everything he had once believed. She challenged him, defied him, but in doing so, she awakened something within him that he had thought long dead.

One night, as he stood outside her cell, he looked at her, his gaze filled with a mixture of anger and regret. “I could let you go,” he murmured, his voice barely audible. “I could end this. But what would that mean for me?”

She met his gaze, her eyes filled with a quiet strength. “It would mean you’re still human.”

The words struck him like a blade, piercing through the darkness that had consumed him for so long. He looked at her, his heart torn between the man he had become and the person he had once been. For the first time in years, he felt a glimmer of hope, a faint whisper of redemption.

Without another word, he unlocked the door to her cell, the metal clanging as it swung open. She looked at him in surprise, her eyes wide, but she didn’t move, her gaze fixed on him, waiting.

“Go,” he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of sorrow and resignation. “Leave this place. Forget all of this.”

She took a hesitant step forward, her gaze never leaving his. “And what about you?”

He looked away, his jaw

[iraeyah]

GRANGER X Y/N STUCK IN A ROOM (Y/N was named juliah btw. And also this is Ai. Im not a writer nor do I intend to be one. I'll just post here sone ai stories I generated so i have something to read lol. )

the door slammed shut, Juliah's breath caught in her throat. They were trapped. The air in the dimly lit room felt heavy, thick with the scent of dust and iron. The faint light from a high, narrow window cast shadows across the rough stone walls, making their small prison feel even colder, more confined. She stood a few feet away from Granger, stealing a glance in his direction. He stood still, eyes narrowed in thought, his entire form radiating his usual calm, intense presence. He examined the door with his brows furrowed, every line of his face focused and severe.

Granger's low voice broke the silence, pulling Juliah back to reality. "It’s locked." He spoke in his usual clipped tone, but there was a hint of frustration, barely noticeable, that she knew well enough to pick up on.

She swallowed, her heart pounding faster than it should have been. Being alone with him, so close, felt like a dream and a nightmare combined. She’d thought of this moment more times than she could count, but not like this—not in a room where the shadows pressed in on them, making every whisper feel louder, every heartbeat echo.

“Do you think… there’s another way out?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. It came out softer than she intended, almost vulnerable.

Granger shook his head, his dark cloak brushing against his legs as he moved. “Unlikely. If we wait long enough, someone might find us.” He glanced back at her, a flicker of reassurance in his gaze, though it quickly faded. “For now, we should conserve our strength.”

Juliah nodded, moving closer to the wall and leaning back against the cold stone. She could feel Granger’s presence just a few steps away, his steady breathing the only sound in the room. She bit her lip, wondering if he could hear her own erratic heartbeat, so loud in her own ears that it drowned out her thoughts.

In the silence, her mind wandered, drifting back to the countless times she had fought by his side. She admired his strength, his stoic resolve, his dedication. But beyond that, she admired him—Granger, the person, the mystery, the one who held her heart without knowing it. And that was the problem. He didn’t know. How could he? To him, she was a friend, a trusted companion in battle. Nothing more.

Or was she?

She stole a glance at him, watching as he leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed, his gaze focused on the door as if sheer willpower could force it to open. She thought of Silvanna, the warrior who haunted his thoughts, whose name lingered in his silence, just out of reach. Granger never spoke of her, not openly, but Juliah had noticed the way his gaze would soften whenever Silvanna was near, the way he watched her with a quiet longing that felt like a knife twisting in Juliah’s chest.

The truth was that Juliah felt she could never measure up. Silvanna was beautiful, powerful, confident—a warrior as fierce as Granger himself. Juliah felt like nothing more than a shadow in comparison. A friend, yes, a trusted ally perhaps, but never the one to hold his gaze the way Silvanna did.

The silence between them grew heavier, more stifling. Juliah took a deep breath, her fingers curling tightly against the fabric of her cloak. She knew this might be her only chance, the only moment she would have alone with him, without the chaos of battle or the judgmental eyes of their fellow warriors. She could tell him, here and now, what she’d been holding in her heart for so long. But fear stopped her, the fear of seeing rejection in his eyes, of shattering the fragile friendship they shared.

“Granger…” she began, her voice barely more than a whisper.

He turned to look at her, his gaze sharp and attentive, as though he could sense the weight behind her words. The room seemed to hold its breath as she searched for the right thing to say, but the words failed her. She looked away, her cheeks burning, the silence more painful than any wound she’d ever received.

Granger’s expression softened, almost imperceptibly. “You had something to say?” he asked, his tone as guarded as ever but with an undercurrent of something gentler.

Juliah closed her eyes, steeling herself. She had to say it. She had to let him know, even if it meant facing rejection, even if it meant risking everything they had.

“It’s just… I…” She hesitated, the words caught in her throat. Her heart hammered as she forced herself to meet his gaze. “I… I care about you, Granger.”

His eyes widened slightly, a rare reaction from him. For a moment, he was silent, as though he hadn’t expected her to say such a thing. She watched as his expression shifted, flickers of surprise and something else she couldn’t quite name passing across his face.

“Juliah,” he began, his voice low, almost hesitant. It was strange hearing him speak her name with such tenderness, and it made her heart ache all the more.

“Granger, I know this is… complicated.” She took a deep breath, her voice trembling. “I know you… you care for Silvanna. And I know I can’t compete with that. But… I just had to tell you. I can’t keep pretending that I don’t feel this way.”

The silence that followed was suffocating, heavy with unspoken words. She waited, every second stretching into eternity, her heart pounding in her chest. She searched his face for some hint of his thoughts, for any sign that he understood, that he felt the same. But his expression remained unreadable, his gaze steady and unwavering.

Finally, he spoke, his voice soft but filled with a quiet intensity. “Juliah… I never wanted you to feel that way.” He paused, looking away, as though the words pained him. “I never wanted you to carry that burden.”

Her heart sank, and she forced a smile, trying to hide the hurt that was building inside her. She knew what was coming, knew the words that would follow. This was the part where he would let her down gently, where he would tell her that she was nothing more than a friend, that his heart belonged to someone else.

But then he looked at her, his eyes filled with a kind of sadness that took her breath away. “You mean more to me than I’ve ever been able to say,” he continued, his voice barely more than a whisper. “But Silvanna… she’s part of my past. Someone I thought I loved… someone who can never love me back.”

Juliah felt a flicker of hope, a faint glimmer in the darkness. “What are you saying?”

Granger took a step closer, his gaze fixed on her, his expression more open, more vulnerable than she’d ever seen it. “I’ve spent so much of my life holding on to things I can’t change, chasing shadows and dreams that have slipped through my fingers. But you…” He hesitated, his hand reaching out to her, then stopping just inches away. “You’ve been by my side all along. You’ve been real.”

Her breath caught, her eyes searching his for any sign that this was real, that he truly meant it. She could see the conflict in his gaze, the walls he’d built around himself crumbling piece by piece, his heart finally laid bare.

“Juliah,” he murmured, his voice soft, filled with a warmth she’d never thought he could show. “I’ve been a fool. I thought I was protecting you… protecting myself. But maybe… maybe I’ve been hiding from what was right in front of me.”

Tears filled her eyes as she took a step closer, her heart pounding with a mixture of hope and fear. “So… what does that mean?”

He reached out, his hand gentle as he brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch lingering, his gaze tender. “It means that maybe… it’s time I stopped chasing shadows.”

Her heart swelled, her voice trembling as she whispered, “Then… don’t stop now.”

In that moment, Granger leaned forward, closing the distance between them, his lips brushing against hers in a kiss that was both gentle and filled with the weight of everything unspoken between them. The shadows of the room seemed to fade, leaving only the two of them, lost in each other, in a world where nothing else mattered.

When they finally pulled away, he looked at her, a soft smile playing on his lips, a look she’d never seen from him before—a look that spoke of a future, of hope, of something she had never dared to dream of.

“Juliah,” he murmured, his voice a quiet promise. “I’m not letting you go.”

[iraeyah]

Haikyuu links

MDNI!! CW: pls don’t read this if you don’t like porn links (PLS KNOW THIS IS TIMESKIP VERSION OF THEM)

Kei Tsukishima

Y’all were watching tv but he got distracted

He got distracted in you guys study session

He was teaching you a lesson

Something he’d do

He couldn’t wait to see you

Showering with him

Satori Tendō

You distracted him while he was cooking

teaching you how to cook but got distracted

Wearing the custom he bought

He just loves tying you up

He told you to work for it

Something he’d do

Wakatoshi Ushijima

He lost a game and took it out on you

How fast he’d pound

Shower with him

You guys were on a trip together

Something he’d do

Wanted to try a new position

[iraeyah]

YOU GET JEALOUS OF THEIR MANAGER

Relationships: atsumu x reader, matsukawa x reader (issei calls reader ‘my girl’ once)

Content/Warnings: angst, fluff, suggestive in both parts (highly suggestive in matsukawa’s part), mdni. atsumu is a lil bit toxic but he redeems himself. me bullying oikawa for five minutes straight. 

Summary: You get jealous of their managers. 

masterlist | kuroo’s part| daichi’s part | bokuto’s part

notes: this is absolute word vomit and very self indulgent, hope you enjoy. i do have a daichi one in the drafts, it was supposed to go in here but it was just too long so i’ll probs put it up later. if y’all like this, let me know, and if you want others hmu, if i can, i’ll write it! 

Atsumu 

Dating Atsumu meant two of many things. 

1. that you were prone to see girls fawning over him, constantly, no matter where the two of you were. 

Whether it was at school, the park, the grocery store, or even on public transport. 

You were used to it. But that didn’t mean that you felt comfortable with it. 

2. Atsumu absolutely loved teasing you. 

It was the first week back, and you knew that there was a new manager for the volleyball team. 

The team wanted you to try out for the manager, knowing that you would get it but with your study load and extra activities there was just no time at all. 

Turning the position down called for external recruits. 

While it looked fun and maybe would have brought your social status up by being the manager of the volleyball team, it was also hard work. Especially when you had someone like Atsumu on the team. 

Which is why you were happy when you visited the team after the first week back and saw that the manager was getting along with your boyfriend. 

At first it was fine. Atsumu could have friends that were the opposite gender, just like you were. 

You visited as much as you could but each time it seemed like they got closer, it didn’t help that Atsumu was raving about her to you every time you hung out. 

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[iraeyah]

17 + | needy / whimpering men | female reader

Men who whimper and can’t stop moaning when you ride them. His head thrown back against the headrest of the sofa, mouth slightly agape as muffled moans escape from his swollen pouty lips that had drool hanging down from the corner because of how overwhelmed he felt. His both hands would be pressed into the curve of your ass, nails leaving angry crescent shapes on your skin while your tight cunt sucked him in so well.

“Ohhhhh fuck yes” He whined out squeezing his eyes shut once he feels you sink down on his aching dick, gritting his teeth as he tried to hold back his moans but fails. Your hands were pressed against his flushed chest, you could feel his heartbeat picking up.

“Squeezin’ me s’goood babyyy’’ He lets out another whiny moan once you start to move up and down on him, rolling your hips into him as he filled you up with his big dick so good. Your gaze remained fixated on his already fucked out face, his cheeks red and drool starting to slide down his pouty pink lips.

“Already so fucked out?” You tease clamping down on him, you push yourself back up until his tip was almost out of you, and before he could even consider complaining, you were slamming yourself down on him in a fast motion, your own head starting to feel lightheaded from how he stretched you out.

“B-Baby— fuck— o-oh do it again— you have to please” He begs as he opens his lust blown eyes to look at you, tugging at his lower lip at the sight of you riding him.

You do as he said, dropping yourself back down on his dick, and once you start, you don’t stop, continuing to pick up your pace and drive yourself onto him. The only sounds filled up the living room was the slap of your skins and your squelching pussy.

He starts to shake his head from side to side, tears starting to form in his glossy eyes, his hands wrapping around your waist in attempt to hold onto something while you ride his brains out.

“Please please please m’ m— s’close baby pleaseee” he almost chokes out feeling your walls tighten around him, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he nips at your skin, hands roaming all over your body and hips bucking up trying to reach deeper into you as he chases his high.

You cup his cheeks to plant a sloppy kiss against his lips as you can feel the warm fuzzy feeling in your own belly start to build up. You clench and unclench around his girth, teasing him and rolling your hips into him while your clit rubbed against his pelvis.

“C-Cumming— Gonna c-cum mmph!!” He cries out pulling away from your lips only to arch his back while his head presses back into the sofa, hands gripping onto your ass as he cums inside you, you can feel his thick ropes painting your insides, he jaw hanging loosely as he chants your name over and over again, his legs starting to shake once you continue to bounce on him and reach your own orgasm.

It’s not long after you’re squirting all over him, but once he realises you’re not gonna stop until he was a crying and moaning mess, he flips you over so now that it’s your turn to be the one screaming his name.

Gojo , Geto , Eren , Xiao , Kaneki , + any of your favs

diozas 23

[iraeyah]

[How they sleep at night]

characters: suna, atsumu, osamu, kita

warnings: none, just fluff

gn!reader

SUNA

- he is such a tight cuddler omfg

- he likes having you close to his chest, so when he squeezes you he knows you’re there

- but like he also likes being held himself😭

- he likes the feeling of comfort that comes with being held so he definitely would switch it up one night

- he would wake you up and be like “can you cuddle me?”

- of course you would say yes cause who would say no to that baby

- also with you two being close to eachother you don’t have to fight over the covers

- otherwise suna would steal them all.

- that’s not even a joke he would love to be warm

- so with you cuddling him and not having to fight over the covers it’s a win win for both

ATSUMU

- he’s stealing all the covers there’s no chance with him

- fighting each night over who gets the covers💀

- “you had them last night, it’s my turn y/n.”

- “shut up tsumu! i’m cold”

- “come cuddle up to me, then.”

- so you do but he still steals the covers lmaooo😭

- you just eventually give in and buy yourself some new ones since there’s no winning with him

- but if he’s feeling kind then he’ll give you the covers

- that’s rare though.

- although he does love the cuddles! and so do you so you usually end up cuddling up next to him.

OSAMU

- next to you every night, always with a tight grip on you but also kinda loose?

- so like you’re comfortable and able to move if you want but also so he knows you’re there

- i feel like osamus the one to be overprotective of you,

- not in a creepy way. he just likes to make sure you’re safe and doing ok

- which is why he likes having you at his side when he can, especially when you cuddle

- it brings him comfort of having his arm around you and you close to him

- he definitely makes sure the covers are shared evenly between you guys, but you always end up next to eachother each night so it doesn’t matter anyways.

KITA

- if you want the covers, you have them, no questions asked

- of course he wants the covers aswell but you come first for him

- i love this man so much🥺 he would make sure you’re comfy and have enough pillows and everything

- cuddles aswell!! he loves them himself but he’ll only cuddle you when you want to be cuddled, or he’ll ask

- “do you want some cuddles, y/n?”

- “i always do.”

- and so you usually end up in his arms at night

[iraeyah]

the inarizaki boys team movie nights

honestly its a lot of organised chaos with this team, mom and dad Shinsuke and Ojiro are exhausted by the end of it and probably missed half the movie. Ojiro hates missing out on what's happening and has to go watch it again by himself later. Shinsuke only watches movies with the team and doesn't really care, its more about being together and spending time with them. even if he needs a nap afterwards. Suna will not let anyone else pick the movie. period. its his choice or the highway. unless Shinsuke picks. then its Shinsuke's way. Suna happens to have good taste in media and usually doesn't let the team down. its a surprise what kind of genre they'll get each time. he has a knack for picking an appropriate theme for whatever is happening in their lives at the time. Osamu accuses him of being sentimental. he denies it. the twins are fighting. Ginjima's in the kitchen trying to make snacks. no one is surprised when they come out burnt, soggy or over seasoned. Osamu has to go remake them. he doesn't understand how Ginjima can fuck up popcorn. every time. Ginjima doesnt either. he gets dejected for a while but his teammates are there to cheer him back up. they let him have the second best seat. Atsumu has stolen the best one. the twins are fighting again. Atsumu is one of the best people to watch movies with. his enthusiasm and appropriately timed remarks make the whole experience that much better. he could make a bad movie decent. he knows lots of fun facts. most of them are incorrect. Osamu is happy to point that out for him. they are fighting. Suna is silently pulling out his phone to record them for his fan blog and Ginjima is egging them on. Shinsuke banishes them all to the corners of the room for time out. Osamu of course has premade onigiri for when they run out of snacks. he gets hungry. he likes it when people eat his food. Osamu hates when people Atsumu talk over movies and he refuses to watch anything they've already seen before. even if he doesn't remember what happened in it. he threatens to leave at least once every movie night. he always stays. Akagi is Switzerland. he doesn't take sides in any miya squabbles and his calm personality brings the team back to an even keel when tempers are hot. he doesn't particularly like movies. but he'll sit there on his phone and just vibe with them all as they watch. Ojiro has given up at being able to watch the movie at this point and is messaging with Akagi throughout it all. Akagi also knows lots of fun facts. all of them are correct.

as individuals they all clash and from an outside perspective you would think they weren't on the same team at all. but somehow, somehow they make it work. movie nights aren't that common for them. Atsumu and Suna are usually the ones to organise it. they enjoy them when it happens and everyone makes sure they are available when they do.

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Being Inarizaki's Manager:

Atsumu Rejects Miss Manager and Regrets It

Atsumu Miya featuring Inarizaki x Fem! Manager

Warnings: Angst to fluff, Swearing, the sting of rejection (sadness, crying, loss of appetite)

A/N: This is an Anon request! Now I'm in an angst mood and who better to fulfill all my angst dreams than my bestie Sumu 🥰

We are going to start this one a little differently 😏

Change is good people 👏🏻

You've been Inarizaki's Manager for almost 2 years now

You started your first year mainly because you were friends with the twins, Suna and Ginjima

They wanted a manager, you needed a club

It was literally a match made in heaven 😍

You've been friends with the twins for a while now, since you were kids

And you've always had a little crush on Atsumu

Honestly YN, Osamu is RIGHT THERE 🙄

But whatever 😒

Sumu was your chosen love

You had always admired him for his ability to dedicate so much time to his skills

He was a solid friend and always had your back

So when you went to high-school, it wasn't a surprise that you started to develop feelings for one of your best friends 🥰

We love a childhood friends to lovers here!

However, you vowed never to tell Atsumu of your crush for a few reasons

1) you were certain he was too good for you

Not true YN but go on

2) he was so popular and you were just the teams manager

3) he was one of your best friends and you didn't want to ruin that

Honestly I admire you YN, you sweet sweet baby 🥺

But just because you vowed never to tell Atsumu, doesn't mean a certain someone hasn't picked up on the clues

Our resident Nosy Nancy, Suna is on the case 🔍

He's known for at least 2 years that's you've liked Atsumu Yn

How you ask? Do you really need to ask YN?

He's a middle blocker and a fantastic one at that 👏🏻

Mans picks up on everything

So he takes it upon himself to be our chosen matchmaker

First, he confronts you

"If you like Atsumu say what," he says 👀

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 what-

Suna 👉🏻 got her 😏

"YN give it up I know you like idiot #1, just confess already!" Suna says as you just stare at him in shock

"Suna I can't do that! Atsumu is to popular, there is no way I'll be anything more than his friend," you say shutting your locker

"And you know this because???" Suna asks

"Because I'm not stupid Rin and I value my heart ok!" You spit as you walk away

However Suna isn't satisfied with that

Oh no no no, he's going to do more

So he casually decides to being it up with Atsumu in the club room 😃

Great, solid plan 👌🏻

"Hey what do you guys think about YN?" Suna asks 👀

"What about her?" Osamu questions

"I mean, she's super cute right? I'm surprised she doesn't have a boyfriend," Suna continues

"She gets confesses to alot but she's never gone out with any of the guys who've asked her," Ginjima chimes in

"What do you think Sumu?" Suna probes

Atsumu just laughs as Suna, Ginjima and Osamu all look at him, confused

"What's so funny?" Ginjima questions

"I mean, I guess she's cute if you like that type of girl," Atsumu responds

"What type of girl? YN is gorgeous Sumu," Osamu says, crossing his arms and defending you

"Oh don't get me wrong, YN is hot but shes just not my type plus she's one of my best friends," Atsumu says

Suna is now glaring at Atsumu because what an idiot istg 🙄

"So you're saying you'd never ask YN out?" Ginjima asks

Atsumu again laughs, "Yeah not in a million years!"

Well thank God you weren't just standing outside the club room at that exact moment to hear the ENTIRE exchange am I right 😃

Right 😃

Yn...

You rn 👉🏻😐🥺 right..

Crap 😐 you heard the whole thing didn't you?

You just so happened to be walking by when you heard Suna mention your name

So naturally you had to listen

Curiosity killed the cat you know 😫

That brings us to you, standing outside the club room as tears stream down your face

You always knew you weren't good enough for Atsumu

But hearing the words come from him just stabbed you right in the heart

You're heart that was currently breaking 💔

"Hey YN, what's wrong?" Aran says coming up behind you as you try desperately to blink away the tears

Suddenly the club room door opens and Suna, Ginjima, Osamu and Atsumu come out

Suna instantly knows why you are crying but he says nothing 😶

He's just like 👉🏻😳 crap-

"Yn what's wrong? Did someone mess with ya?" Atsumu asks as he approaches you

You back away, not wanting to be near him

Atsumu stops and looks at you confused 😕

Quick YN, think of something!

"Ummm, no- I uh I didn't do so good on a math quiz, I'll be ok. See you in the gym!" You quickly say trying to combat the tears as you turn and run to the gym

Everyone but Suna is so confused

"YN's best subject is math tho," Ginjima questions

Osamu looks to Suna who is looking a bit pale

He starts to wonder what's going on 🤨

"Let's leave her alone, she just maybe needs some time," he says, quickly walking to the gym

That day, at practice, you are incredibly distant and quiet

Literally everyone notices including Kita, Omimi and Michinari

Suna is just like 😗 🎶 trying to ignore everything

Very suspicious 🙃

"Hey YN, you ok?" Omimi finally asks as you snap from your haze

"Oh yeah! Sorry, I uh failed an English quiz so I'm a bit sad but I gotta run! It looks like you guys need water!" You say, way too enthusiastic about filling water bottles

"I thought you failed a math quiz?" Aran questioned as your eyes widened

"Oh uh, yeah I failed both. Just a bad day ha ha," you say quickly grabbing the bottles and running off 🏃‍♀️

Atsumu is watching you, concerned about why you are acting this way

You see, Atsumu may have lied a teeny tiny bit earlier 👀

He really does care about you and he likes you a lot but he's nervous to confess 😬

He tries to not think about it as he goes about his serving practice

After practice, Atsumu stays later to get some more serves in while the guys head to the club room

"Alright Rin spill!" Osamu says cornering Suna

"What?" Suna asks, trying to remain aloof 👀

"We all know you know why YN is acting the way she is! So spill!" Osamu says

Suna sighs as he looks at the team who is all watching him

"YN likes Atsumu and I'm pretty sure she heard what he said about her earlier," Suna says as Ginjima and Osamu's eyes widen

"Wait, what did Atsumu say?" Kita questions

"He said YN wasn't his type and that he wouldn't date her," Ginjima answers

"Well crap, poor YN," Michinari says, sitting down on the bench

"I mean, what can we do? He doesn't like her and we can't change that," Aran interjected

"I feel bad for bringing it up but I really didn't think she would hear it," Suna says

"I think we just need to let her process it and move on. We can't force him to like her," Kita says as the guys all look down

They want to help YN but they have no clue how to so it

So they just wait and see

Unfortunately, you don't cheer up ☹️

The sting of rejection really hurts and it's affecting everything

Soon you start to withdraw from the team, only showing up to practice right before you have to and leaving as quickly as you can

Even the coach notices 🥺

Atsumu is beginning to really wordy about you

He hasn't seen you for more than a few hours all week

You look pale and like you've lost weight

He hates seeing you like this

So he decides to ask to bring it up

At the team meeting 😃

Oh sweet baby Jesus

"Does anyone have anything else to add?" Coach asks as Atsumu raises his arm

"Yeah, I'm just wondering what's up with you YN? Are you ok?" Atsumu questions

Literally the entire team rn 👉🏻👀👂🏻

He's just staring at you

And you look at him like 👉🏻👁💧👄💧👁

"I'm fine Sumu, I just haven't been doing well in school," you finally say as Atsumu scoffs

"YN that's a lie! I know you got one of the best scores in English and Math! So what's really going on? Is someone picking on ya? Did someone reject ya?" Atsumu asks as you just sit there, trying hard not to cry

"Sumu lay off ok?" Osamu says as Atsumu looks at him

"No! She's being such a downer and she's acting ridiculous. She won't talk to any of us and she's barely present!" Atsumu says as the tears start to stream down your face

"Atsumu, enough!" Kita growls as you try your hardest to not cry

"What's wrong with ya? If some guy rejected ya then he doesn't deserve ya! Move on Yn!" Atsumu says

That does it, that breaks the dam of emotions that have been building up

You stand up, tears streaming down your face as you look at Atsumu

"I was rejected Sumu and you're right, I should just move on from it but it's hard to move on from being rejected by your best friend!" You scream as Atsumu's eyes widen in shock, "but you're right, he doesn't deserve me!"

You turn, running out of the gym as the tears flow

Aran, Omimi and Michinari all get up and run after you

Kita is just standing there, his arms crossed looking hella pissed off

"Way to go idiot," Osamu says, standing up and walking out of the door

"What- what's going on?" Atsumu questions as Suna and Ginjima stands up

"YN likes you dumbass. She's been sad because she overheard us talking about her the other day," Suna says

Atsumu 👉🏻😐😳 she- she heard that?

"You couldn't just let her be could ya?" Ginjima says, turning and walking out the door as Suna follows and shakes his head

Atsumu is left on the gym, stunned and trying to process his emotions

Meanwhile, you locked yourself in the girls bathroom, bawling your eyes out as you tried to calm down

Did he really have to bring that up? Did he have to reopen the wounds you were trying to heal?

You sat in the bathroom for a while until you finally emerged, looking around to make sure nobody was left to see your state

You walked out the door, turning the corner to see Atsumu sitting on the bench

You quickly turn, trying to avoid him but it's too late

"YN wait!" He shouted as you quickly walked away

"YN stop!" He said, catching up to you and pulling your arm to turn you around

"Sumu I'm sorry I can't-" you say as the tears run down your face

Atsumu says nothing, just pulling you in for a big hug

The hug is comforting but also hurtful as you continue to cry louder

"YN I'm so sorry I hurt ya," he said as he rubs your back and you hug him back

"It's ok Sumu, I should have known you wouldn't like me," you said as Atsumu pulls you away, looking down into your eyes

"But I do like you YN," he says

You rn 👉🏻🥲 huh?

He sighs, throwing his head back and looking back at you, "I do like you YN. I've liked you since middle school. I just- I just didn't want to ruin our friendship. You're my best friend YN and I love you."

You 👉🏻😲

YN is too stunned to speak

"Sumu-"

"I guess I didn't really think you'd like me since I'm so annoying and kind of an idiot," he said laughing

You just nod

Atsumu 👉🏻😐 really YN?

"Sumu, I'm sorry I let this impact our friendship. I'm happy just being friends with you," you say as Atsumu looks at you

"I can't be friends with you anymore YN," he says

You 👉🏻🥺😔 I understand

"No! God I'm awful at this! I want you to be my girlfriend YN!" Atsumu says, panicking

"You, you- what??" You shout as your eyes widen 😳

Atsumu just smiles, pulling you closer, his forehead meeting yours

Oh god I'm about to cry 😭

"Please say you'll be mine," he says as you smile and nod

"Yes Sumu!" you say as he kisses you and lifts you up, swinging you in the air as you scream with joy

"Oh thank GOD!" Osamu says as him and the team come walking down the hallway, tears streaming down Suna's eyes as he records what just happened

"I'm so happy right now," he says wiping a tear

"Alright alright! I'm glad it all worked out but now can we please get back to practice?" Kita says ad you and Atsumu nod

He grabs your hand, interlacing your fingers as he pulls you to the gym

You are one lucky girl YN 🥰

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# — FULL MASTERLIST

-> in order from oldest to most recent posts

-> back to navigation or masterlist or full masterlist pt.2

-> mostly for me so i can edit my writings and look for mistakes !!

JULY 2020.

Sakusa with an injured s/o

Stargazing with Akaashi

Crush on the freckled boy

Kenma, Yamaguchi, and Kageyama with a shy s/o

Kageyama and Tsukishima crushing on you

Birthday Mornings [s.k. & i.h.]

Kuroo with a pregnant s/o

Laughing in front of the boys for the first time [b.k. & k.t.]

Keep reading

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Embarrassing moments

warnings. just for shits n giggles, 14+ readers preferably, mentions of vomit, poop, choking, etc.

HINATA was extremely constipated and needed to use the bathroom quick. but there’s a long line to the mens bathroom (what’s the occasion anyway??) and he’s standing all the way at the back. poor hinata felt a fart coming so he just couldn’t... hold it in. mans SHARTED. shitted and farted at the same time. it stunk so bad that the guys in front of him said, “damn, you need the toilet more than me,” and let him cut in line.

USHIJIMA and tendou stopped to pet this dog during their walk. tendou’s conversing with the owner while toshi’s petting the dog. dog likes it, it’s all good. until... it got bored and decided that toshi’s butt smelled good. dog just wouldn’t stop sniffing his ass. “please, stop smelling me,” toshi says with desperation, which now catches the others’ attention. the owner has to pry their dog away from toshi’s ass cheeks, please. the awkward tension kinda dies down until tendou utters, “so, what’s your secret? what product are you using?”

YAMAGUCHI drank water in the middle of silent class reading. this boy started choking— and i mean choking on his water. you can hear his muffled coughs in the distance and when you turn around to look at him, his face is all red and his cheeks are puffy. none of his classmates say anything but you can practically feel second-hand embarrassment oozing around. the assistant teacher even has the audacity to say, “drink some water.”

KENMA’s calling this one his last try. he sticks his remaining coins into the slot and tries to get the brand new nintendo box thats in the machine. mf has been going at this for over twenty minutes now. his pouch is empty and there’s a crowd of kids waiting for him. no miracle happens in his last try (shit got stuck!!) so he has to move away only to watch in horror— as the kid after him manages to get it. you’re gonna have to hold kenma down before he hunts that kid with every bit of his soul.

DAICHI had a fat one coming in, that’s for sure. thought it was a free real estate just because everyone else in the camp seemed asleep. so he let that monster fart come out (even partly stuck out his thigh for better airway). whole team was awake in a matter of seconds. nishinoya’s jumped off his sleeping bag and asking everyone if they heard that “loud bang.” tanaka’s over here sniffing around because he knows that no one has got some kind of bomb that stinks.

SAKUSA’s not gonna admit to this one. but one time he opened a bathroom stall (it was unlocked) only to find that it was occupied. there are no words to accurately describe just how horried the sight was. sitting on the toilet was a man taking a shit, with his dick on full boner mode, staring back at sakusa. they only made eye contact for just 2 seconds but sakusa’s seen enough. he’s heard enough too, when said stranger asked him, “you wanna join me?”

ASAHI projectile vomited at the theaters. you should’ve known it was a bad idea to take him out to dinner before going to watch a scary movie. man had no courage to tell you he had an upset stomach nor tell you he’s not a fan of horror. it’s twenty minutes into the movie and he’s poking your arm— but you don’t notice because you’re too engrossed. another twenty minutes, and a jumpscare comes on. man beside you vomits like there’s no tomorrow. ya’ll spend the rest of the movie secretly trying to clean his throw-up.

TENDOU was watching anime in his dorm peacefully. until... the whole shiratorizawa team opened the door just in time for the show to switch up to an inappropriate scene. out of all the times they could’ve walked in, they really had to come when 2d clown man was moaning and fighting a kid? tendou scrambled to close his laptop but now he’s just staring back at his teammates; silent, except for the fact that his show is still playing and you can still hearing moaning in the background.

TSUKISHIMA turned his house upside down and still couldn’t find his glasses, nor his extra pair. he was about to leave bare eyed until his mom caught him and forced him to wear his sports glasses. yeah, the one with the whole strap and everything. mans looked like a fool coming to school with it on. people who didn’t know it was his sports glasses mistook it for swimming goggles. he’s so utterly humiliated now, he can’t even bite back when hinata or kageyama says something.

GOSHIKI... i don’t even know what to tell you. who let this kid go further into the lake by himself? it’s all fun and games for everyone until you hear an ear-defeaning shriek by your one and only goshiki. he’s yelling out, “help me! please! help!!” the lifeguards start kicking in and everyone’s trying to make way. is he drowning? is there something there? no for god’s sake. you find out he just made it 5 ft deep and happened to swim over a bunch of seaweed. never take him swimming again.

ATSUMU decided to check himself out using someone’s car window. he’s fixing his hair, picking at his teeth, and even checking to see if he has any boogers. all of a sudden the window rolls down and there’s a senior citizen staring back at him. “boy do you think my car is your mirror?” the man says in a gruffy voice. atsumu’s knees nearly buckle from how scary this man is and how embarrassed he is of all the four minutes he probably spent with this stranger.

SACHIRO’s job as a vet sometimes makes him do really questionable shit (from an outsider perspective). once he had to ejaculate someone’s dog in front of their owner. uh huh... jack them off, for the sole purpose of examining the dog’s semen. he’s never felt such a wave of regret wash through his body during that whole procedure. it didn’t help when the owner was looking at him mortified, nor the fact that it took such a long time.

OIKAWA does this thing were he shows up unexpectedly behind iwaizumi and slaps his ass. everytime he does it iwa always hits him back (but not the ass). today he learnt his lesson when he mistook a stranger for iwa and slapped the guys ass from the moon and back. when i tell you just how quick all the blood drained from oikawa’s body when the man turned around— you can hear a bag of chips fall at the other end of the aisle and it’s the iwa, who had to witness that whole ass-slap event.

ARAN is gonna knock the shit of the miya twins one day, he swears to god. they sent him a mysterious video during his morning walk, where he stopped at a busy street. it starts off quiet, so he goes to turn the volume up full blast. damn video suddenly started blaring ‘lick my pussy and my-’ please... he’s shaking. passerby’s are looking at him with distaste. aran’s now flushed from embarrassment and running towards the miya house. you can guess what happens next.

BOKUTO walked into the wrong house. spent a whole ten minutes rummaging around the kitchen because his friend said to “make yourself comfortable, i’ll be on my way.” little did this man know that there’s a whole family upstairs waiting for the cops to arrive because they think it’s a robbery. poor bokuto, dragged out of the house by some cops but had no idea what was going on. man was literally just vibing— thinking he was in his friends house.

OSAMU swore this size pants still fit him (hint: it doesn’t). he’s walking through the snack section of the store, lightly limping because damn his dick can’t breath. his truth is tested when he goes to pick something off the lowest shelf and his pants literally go, ‘let er rip.’ fabric tore, and what’s worse is that he was wearing onigiri undies. osamu goes to check if there’s anyone else in the aisle and there is— a group of underclassmen girls from his high school.

KUROO tried to make his chemistry presentation more interesting by putting in jokes. he thought they were funny; kenma even huffed a breath. kuroo’s at his third joke by now and literally no one has laughed. not a single one. except for kuroo himself, who’s awkwardly laughing in a dead-silent room. man was embarrassed. other people are getting second-hand embarrassment by the way they avoided eye contact with him. he vented to kenma later only for kenma to say, “it wasn’t funny. it was just stupid.” poor kuroo.

SUNA accidentally connected his bluetooth to the bus. you know, the one that drives all of inarizaki to their games. wanna guess what the fuck he might’ve been listening to? it’s porn. he’s watching porn in broad daylight. suna doesn’t realize what the issue is until he goes to turn up the volume and notices that the sound is off. he take his airpods off and that’s when he hears pure moaning sounds blaring inside the bus. everyone’s laughing— except for kita and their coach who’s still outside. mf calls himself lucky for that.

[iraeyah]

haikyuu boys with an s/o who's really scared of horror movies

pairings: iwaizumi x reader, oikawa x reader, tsukishima x reader, bokuto x reader

a/n: lol this is me i actually cannot with horror like at all

warnings: post-timeskip in iwaizumi's

iwaizumi hajime

iwaizumi's pretty good with horror movies

occasionally, he'll be a little caught off-guard with a sudden jumpscare, but he's pretty much fine otherwise

now YOU..

you are not ok.

you are screaming, hiding, and tearing up

he honestly doesn't really understand what's so scary about them

since i hc iwaizumi to be a realist, he'd be like

it's a movie. it was filmed. those are actors. it's so obvious none of that stuff could ever happen in real life

still, he understands that you're really scared and tries his best to comfort you

time to put those beefy athletic trainer arms to work

he lets you cling onto them for the whole movie and lets you use then as a stress ball

iwaizumi's a traditional, old school, cheesy hopeless romantic. convince me otherwise.

therefore, his method of comfort usually comes in the form of soothing words and back rubs in his arms

its actually quite nice. he lets you scream into his titties (HE HAS TITTIES AND THEYRE MORE ROCK SOLID THAN REGINA GEORGE'S MOM'S. CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE.)

when you're truly scared scared (like heart pounding, sobs racking ur body, you're def gonna get rlly bad nightmares type of scared scared)

he will probs turn it off bc he thinks that no movie ending is worth this much terror

he cares about you a lot, after all. he thinks its slightly amusing when you're screaming your head off at the obviously fake blood, but he would never want you to be fearful for real

rubs your back and whispers soothing words into your ear

"its ok" "i'm right here" "don't worry, i'd protect you if they ever came" type of stuff

after you've calmed down a bit, he'll try to make you laugh

jokes, tickles, anything, really!

he hates seeing you scared. he just wants you to be happy

10/10. marry me sir.

oikawa tooru

lol

hate to break it to you but

tooru is equally as scared of horror movies

you guys have to cuddle up in blanket burritos together and scream at every jumpscare

honestly you both only make it through the movie through sheer willpower

if you're crying, he'll try to comfort you, but tbh he's pretty damn scared himself

however, once the movie is over, he's totally fine

movie forgotten. out of memories. what movie should you guys watch next?

but YOU

you're still crying

you're still really shaken up

you're def gonna have nightmares

he takes that opportunity to be the manly man he is and swoops you up bridal style

he's very charming. he looks at you in the most dazzling, heart-melting way

lol boy u were just crying too stfu

he cuddles you close, and just like iwa, whispers sweet words into your ear

however, unlike iwa, they're much more...childish? playful? how to describe them..

"it'll be ok. your big, strong, boyfriend will protect anything that tries to hurt his princess" "*dramatic gasp* YOU DON'T THINK I'M CAPABLE OF FIGHTING IT OFF BY MYSELF? HOW COULD YOU UNDERESTIMATE ME LIKE THIS? THIS.. THIS IS BETRAYAL" "they don't even look that strong. im sure i could hit a volleyball at one and it would rip into two!"

stuff like that

he would make sure to cuddle you extra close that night

overall, he's pretty fun and is good at making everything seem less serious. 8.5/10!

tsukishima kei

honestly, he's as affected by horror movies at the average guy

he doesn't find them as terrifying as oikawa, but he's definitely not as unaffected as iwaizumi

but you'd never know that

why?

he just hides his emotions really, really well

also he just sometimes focuses on the wall behind the tv and drowns out the voices

he just sits through them and bears them, basically

now, why? why in the world would he do this when he doesn't even enjoy it?

to make fun of you, duh. shouldn't that have been obvious?

when you leap 30ft out of your seat into the air, he laughs at you

he'll even add onto your fear by like grazing your opposite shoulder when you aren't looking and pretending he didn't do it

hes a brat

but honestly, he partially enjoys it when you spring onto him at the jump scares, no matter how much he denies it

as we all know, the boys a lil shy about asking for affection

with horror movies, he gets your affection without even asking for it! yay!

but once the movies over, if you're really shaken up, he'll use his giant beanpole arms and spoon you until you fall asleep

but then he'll be an ass about it the following week

pokes, grabs, jabs you and will say,

"huh? it wasn't me. maybe it was the (wtv villain or ghost or spirit or wtv from the movie)!"

2/10. makes fun of you and makes the movie even scarier tbh. the 2 points r only bc of the comfort he gives after its over.

bokuto koutaro

like most things in life, bokuto goes between two extremes, and never crosses into the middle

he's either having super insane cut shots that go BOOM

OR he's doing awful and is in his emo mode

same thing with this

he either isn't affected by it at all and just laughs

or he screams when the character breathes a lil too heavily

now, if he thinks the movie's not scary at all, he's pretty good to watch with if you're super scared

during the scary parts, he lets you cling onto his beefy arm while he just watches the movie in amusement

like there's a really scary scene where there's a huge jumpscare into the most climatic scene in the movie and you're burying your face into his arm but in the background you just hear:

"HAHAHAHAHA! Y/N Y/N! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS! HE'S...HE'S GETTING CHASED BY THIS GREY LITTLE CHILD! HAHAHAHA ITHIHIHIT'S EYES LOOK LIKE TAPIOCAAHAHAAHA"

"oh the grey little child is smiling! it's kinda cute! why is the main character guy sweating? he looks like me right after a long game"

"why'd the grey little child pull a purple thing out of his throat? what's that? i wonder what it tastes like though..i think it would be a thick gummy texture, but maybe a little gooey on the inside. definitely grape-flavored. the really sweet artificial good one. oh.. now i want a gummy!"

yeah

he definitely makes it less scary because he makes all the scary stuff seem really stupid

honestly pretty nice. you might not get as many nightmares because of him

now

when he's terrified, he's more terrified than you

*main character sneezes* "AHHHHHHH"

think oikawa x 800

mhm

honestly, you kind of have to take the comfort role even though you're deathly afraid of horror movies

"kou, he's just walking. its ok."

honestly he makes it seem less scary like this too because it forces you to see why the movie isn't actually that scary because you have to find out the reasons to comfort him

8.7/10. a sweetie

[iraeyah]

Unrequited | Kuroo Tetsurō x Reader

✧ Summary: Years of unrequited feelings and longing looks toward your childhood best-friend Kuroo, it was only when he was in the arms of another that he realized his true feelings for you; when it is almost too late.

-> Tags: lots of fluff, angst, BokuAka, slight Akaashi x Reader, Yaku is an amazing friend  ✧  Navigation

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Almost everyone on the Nekoma volleyball team had a crush on the older Haiba sibling. Whether it was only aesthetic deep, no doubt from her striking green eyes, or a deeper infatuation from her cute, bubbly personality - everyone had a hint of feelings for the young woman, only two years older than the third-years.

Captain Kuroo was no exception.

You had seen the few times his gaze was drawn to her, the way his perceptive eyes would latch onto the woman cheering in the stands. Yaku was more vocal, often openly complimenting Alisa while the rest agreed in kind. And while they had every right to appreciate her good looks, to which you often admitted as well, it made you wonder if a certain someone ever saw you in a similar fashion.

Kuroo was your long-time friend and had long since convinced you to be the manager of the volleyball team. You had always wondered if it was to keep you close, Kuroo trying to keep your relationship close after all these years. When you had asked, he said it was simply because you were neat, organized, and got very passionate about the things you were working on.

Something had changed over the years, your nerdy best friend was more than just the fish loving idiot he was. He was the cute, smart, volleyball team captain that you felt your heart palpitate towards. There were times that had you questioning if he ever felt the same way, open flirting or smirks shot to one another.

That was, until you actually saw Kuroo flirting.

It was different and yet the same. Gone was the playful smile that he used with most people, replaced with a more serious smirk.

And it was never used towards you.

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[iraeyah]

line without a hook

pairing: kuroo tetsuro x reader, kuroo tetsuro x haiba alisa

genre: unrequited love, angst?

word count: 1.1k

warnings: fem!reader, cursing, unrequited love (reader towards kuroo)

beginning notes: i wouldn’t consider this really to be angst, maybe just a heart tug. based off the song: line without a hook. bolded words are the song lyrics, they are changed around to fic the context.

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[iraeyah]

You tell your friend that they, “Look like a bottom.” + “Submissive and breedable.”

GN!Reader ft. Miya Atsumu, Oikawa Tooru, Miya Osamu.

Warnings: VERY suggestive content, curse words, characters being a tease, slight possessiveness, slight obsessiveness, not proofread, also a teeny tiny manipulation, sexual tension.

Bokuto, Kuroo, Ushijima’s ver.

Kageyama + Suna’s ver.

Atsumu

You were Atsumu’s assigned high school tutor. Unlike the rumors about the cocky, annoying blonde, the actual person was surprisingly much compliant and easy to get along with. Sure, he could be a little bit of an asshole sometimes, but he’s a good friend nonetheless.

Years passed, and somehow, you’re still in contact with the now volleyball athlete.

Aaaand you’re standing right here, in his pantry instead of sleeping on your bed during your off day, making breakfast for him because he texted you that he was dying and needed immediate help or else he’s in big trouble.  

He wasn’t.

He was just going through a hangover.

So with a stovetop and a pan in front of you, the petty joke that suddenly appeared in your head—alongside your annoyance— slipped through your lips.

It was a harmless joke, of course. But the way your tone was dripping with sarcasm triggered something in him. It’s been so long since he had seen you in person; you didn’t have to be so rude to him, you know?

He was standing behind you by then. You can feel his prominent abs pressed to your back, a slight scoff escaping his lips,

Until he lowered to your level, lips dangerously close to your ears and warm breath hovering over your skin,

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He whispers with a teasy, raspy voice; smirking cockily as hazel eyes watch your ears turn red.

You wanted a reaction out of him, right?

“Hmm. Where did that confidence go? I thought I am the submissive and breedable one here.”

“Atsumu—”

“Nuh-uh. Look at me.” He slid his hands around your waist, fingers reaching out to turn the stove off,

“Turn around. Look at me.”

And you did, taking several seconds to calm your racing heartbeat down before facing his stupidly handsome face. His hands were caging your form by now,

“Why are you so pissy? I just needed a little help. I just wanted to spend time with my cute little friend. What’s so wrong with that?”

“It’s a harmless joke, Atsum—“

“Shh. I know. And we both know I could turn that joke on you and make it a reality.”

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[iraeyah]

You tell your friend that they, “Look like a bottom.” + “Submissive and breedable.”

GN!Reader ft. Bokuto, Kuroo, Ushijima.

Warnings: suggestive content, curse words.

Miya twins + Oikawa’s ver.

Kageyama + Suna’s ver.

Bokuto

Poor man chokes on water when the words left your mouth.

“A BOTTOM?!”

Holding back your snicker, you raise your brow, nodding; a serious expression on your face as you stare at the athlete right through his eyes.

“A BOTTOM?!“ He pauses, eyes widened in disbelief, "ME?! A bOTTOM!?”

He gasps, clearly offended. One brow raised, he jumps (almost spilling the glass of water in his hand) to you like a kid trying to pick a fight,

“LOOK AT ME IN THE EYE. DO I LOOK LIKE A BOTTOM?!”

You rub your ears, telling him that your eardrums are going to rupture with how loud he’s speaking,

“OKAY. Okay. Fine… BUT YOU DESERVE IT THOUGH? HOW- IN WHICH ANGLE AM I A BOTTOM? This is the worst thing you’ve said to me in 7 years, (Y/n). I’m hurt.”

He pouts, but there’s a playful glint in his eyes. He’s confident and he knows himself well. Far too well to understand that what you’d just said was completely false.

He played along anyway. You’ve been friends for seven years, but he wasn’t sure that you would want to know (do you?) about that part of him yet.

Yet.

"Well, you look submissive and breedable to me,” you joke, winking at Bokuto, which he replies with a raise of his brow,

“Mmhm,” He gulps the remaining water in his glass, “Surely this buff, tall volleyball player looks submissive and breedable,”

He grins, flexing his biceps as he stares down at you, “Suuuuuuurely.”

You squint your eyes, brows furrowed as you lean closer to his face, pretending to examine his features,

“Yeah, still looks like a bottom to me.”

“HEY! waIT- OI, THAT’S UNFAIR!”

Kuroo

…what did you just do?

Clearly, you don’t know the gravity of the situation…

Smug as hell. Squints his eyes as he stares you with a smirk before doing the tongue-in-cheek thing,

“Oh yeah? You think so?”

His voice literally dropped an octave. Why is the room suddenly so hot?

“Well, maybe i am. Maybe i’m not. You have to see for yourself.”

Your pride is on the line. Of course you’re not going to back out THAT easily. C'mon. It’s Kuroo we’re talking about, how many time do you wanna get bullied by this man?

So you went all out. With whatever is left of your confidence, you walk up to him, returns his smug smirk and tell him he looks submissive-

He didn’t expect that.

“Shit. You’re being bold today. Too bad you’re wrong though.”

“Well, you’re in denial.”

“Well, if you’re so adamant about me being submissive in bed, why not come and test it?”

His gaze meets yours. It’s a staring contest with tension, and you knew that whoever breaks it off first would lose,

But its Kuroo we’re talking about. The captain doesn’t even budge, his hand creeping up to your face. Strong, slightly calloused fingers cup your cheeks as he leans closer to you.

Your nose brushed with his.

And then….

He flicks your forehead. Hard.

“What did you expect, huh?”

Good luck. You’ll need it.

Ushijima

DO. NOT. SAY. THIS. TO. HIM.

WhY WOULD YOU DO IT????

He looks VERY confused. This 189.5 cm (6'2") man stares down at you like you just read hieroglyphs out loud.

His brow is furrowed. Guy is CONCENTRATING, like, he’s trying to remember if this was something important you told him in the past,

But whatever, they sound like compliments (and you always say nice things to him) so he just takes it as it is.

“Thank you. You also look, uhh, submissive and breedable today.”

LMFAOOAOAODKAKS

Now you ARE the one who’s taken aback. You’re lucky tendou isn’t around, or else…

“Toshi, do you know what submissive and breedable mean?”

“…should i be aware? It sounds nice.”

Do you feel bad yet?

“Well.. uhh..”

You seem confused to him. Why’d you even use those words if you don’t know what it means?

But it does have a nice ring to it though. He repeats the word in his head, typing it through his phone,

“Tendou is probably knowledgeable about this, wait a minute-”

“WAIT-”

Too late, really. Too late.

DING!

The reply came! Wow! Eyes skimming through the text, his brow gradually rises before he stares at you in silence.

“Tendou stated that it means you think i look like someone who likes being controlled during sexual activities.”

You freeze.

He SAID ALL OF THAT WITH a STRAIGHT FACE. WHILE STARING AT YOU. THROUGH YOUR SOul.

You shrug, telling him (while panicking internally) that its just a joke you read on twitter this morning. You wish you can get away with this?

No.

Tsk tsk.

“Good to know that it is a joke. Assuming about things you don’t know is rarely a good thing.”

He said that casually, but you knew he was slightly intrigued by it. You swear you can see the corners of his lips quirk up a little,

“Now that i recognize its meaning, i know for sure that i could also say the same for you. You do look submissive and breedable.”

Good luck. You’ll need it. (2)

[iraeyah]

Can I ask one more Inarizaki soft scenario, if you have time? (And you last scenario with Atsumu was great!) The boys hear that their dear manager is talking to her mother. Her mother tells manager that because of the team, she doesn't have normal friends (because girls hate her at school) that she just spends her time and should leave the team. And the boys stand up for her.

warning: f!reader, soft!inarizaki doting on their beloved manager :’)

note: hello anon im sorry this took a while and i hope that you like it! mwa! + guy friends whom you really vibe with and trust are sometimes way better than having girl friends imo 

— we’re a team

kita was quick to notice that you’ve been keeping to yourself more so than usual the past few weeks, quiet and standing back from the usual  banter that always arises during training. only offering small smiles and halfhearted cheers every now and then.

you were hiding something, but kita was perceptive.

but he brushed off the thought, knowing that if something was truly bothering you and if you needed help, you’d seek them out (hopefully him or aran and not the twins)

though he was proven wrong when the sound of your clearly distraught voice overpowered the usual sound of squeaking shoes and balls being hit in the gym.

not a single word was spoken between the rest of the group, but it was evident that each one of them is concerned about you as they followed the sound of your voice just outside the club room.

“(y/n), this isn’t doing you any good! you don’t have any friends to be with when all your time is spent with this team.”

“i don’t know how many time i have to say this, mom, but i do have friends! i have the boys and - “ you tried to reason with your mother, cheeks streaked with tears.

but your mother was having none of it, only turning to speak to coach kurosu. “i’m sorry for how abrupt this may seem, but i think it’s better if my daughter quits the team.”

“but ain’t that (y/n)’s decision to make?” atsumu’s voice cuts in even before their coach could speak, earning him an irritated look from your mother to which atsumu ignores. for once, kita is thankful for atsumu’s lack of filter. 

aran hummed beside kita. “we wouldn’t be a team without her in the first place.”

“(y/n)’s the only one who could ever deal with our mess of a team anyway.” suna piped in, making you laugh a little along with the team.

“but if you do decide to quit, we’re not goin’ to stop you. we’ll just have to make the most outta eating lunch together with you.” osamu said, smiling softly at you.

“though i hope you know that we’ll really miss you, (y/n).” kita admitted, making you tear up even more. 

there was a few moments of silence before your mother sighed, apologizing for interrupting practice and to you for trying to make you quit. “take care of my daughter, okay?” was all she said before taking her leave.

grinning you rushed up to them for a group hug. “thanks, boys, you guys really are the best.” you hiccuped.

“we’re always here for you, (y/n), and we can’t just lose our precious manager easily.” aran chuckled, ruffling your hair a little.

as you all made your back to the gym, everyone was laughing at how you were such a crybaby (but they were also very relieved that you were upset just at the thought of leaving them, because would also be equally upset if that ever happened.)

smiling to himself, kita should have known that the only thing that would ever bring the entire team together outside of matches would be to stand up for you. smiling to himself, he made a mental note to talk to the boys about giving you a little token of their appreciation.

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