#I had such a hard time finding out how Yachi calls Hinata and all the other guys

[maxmiya]

love, miya

miya atsumu x f!reader smau/hybrid

chapter 2 : donuts

"surprise!" everyone shouted as she walked into the kitchen.

bokuto, osamu, and hinata had set up a platter with the meal she missed the most being away at college: her gram's homemade donuts. 

her face lit up as she exclaimed, "you guys did not! oh my god!" 

"honestly, we had to call in for back up," bokuto said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"yeah, atsumu asked his brother to come up and help because, well obviously you know, good at cooking and all. but try them! are they good?" hinata excitedly picked up one of the donuts and handed it to her.

she graciously accepted and took a bite, a slight blush on her cheeks at the mention of atsumu asking his twin brother to come all this way just to help make a surprise perfect for her.

"holy shit, they're amazing," an eruption of giggles and laughter filled the room and she urged everyone to have some donuts with her. she tried to avoid the glances atsumu would throw her way every so often.

as the night went on, her social battery drained. she hadn't seen him around in a while and she was feeling pretty buzzed at this point. her and yachi were sitting on the couch. she took another sip of her drink and stood up, mumbling going up to her room to plug her phone in and chill for a bit.

she opened her bedroom door to find atsumu looking at the pictures she put up of her college friends. how long had he been up here? was he going through her stuff?

"i think you're in the wrong room," she says, making him jump and turn around.

"no, i was just... looking for the bathroom," he tries to come up with an excuse but she doesn't believe it.

she rolls her eyes, "what are you doing in here?"

he watches her walk over to her bed and pick up the charger for her phone. she plugs it in and checks the time, and then places her phone down and turns around to look at him.

when he doesn't say anything, she cocks her head to the side and raises an eyebrow.

atsumu clears his throat and tries to compose himself, "hi," is all he manages to get out.

"hi?" she looks confused. 

"i'm sorry."

"what?"

he inhales and closes his eyes for second before moving in closer to her, "i'm sorry for everything. we ended things on pretty shit terms six years ago. there's not a day that goes by that i don't regret what i said to you, how we separated. i'm really sorry, yn. i want to make it up to you."

she stares at him in shock, mouth slightly ajar. he can't help but think how beautiful she is when she's confused. and then he thinks about how beautiful she just is. 

she doesn't say anything in return, so he takes a card out of his back pocket. she glances down at it, eyes wide. she knows what it is.

"i wrote this for you years ago. i wanted to give it to you then, but you made it pretty hard to get in touch. and i didn't know if you wanted to speak to me. but my feelings have never changed, and i want you to have it," he hands the card over to her.

she stares at it, but doesn't accept it.

"you had it with you at the store?" she askes.

"well," he pauses, seemingly embarrassed, "i kind of carried it around with me for a while just in case i ran into you."

"atsumu...." she whispers, still staring at the card. he worries he's overstepping boundaries.

"i really appreciate you telling me this, and apologizing. but i can't accept this," she gestured to the card, "it wasn't all you, i was horrible to you back then. i can forgive you, but i'm not ready to forgive myself. what both of us did wasn't okay, but maybe... we can start over?"

he looks at her, hope dancing in his eyes. he has a chance, and he's going to take it.

he gently puts the card back into his pocket, and then holds out his now empty hand to shake, "hello, it's nice to meet you. i'm atsumu," he grins widely.

she's hesitant, but she places her hand in his, "i'm yn. it's nice to meet you, too."

his smile is infectious, and she finds herself smiling back at him. 

they stand there, hands still together, eyes still locked onto each other, smiling.

and then he tugs her hand forward, pulling her into a hug. it surprises her, but she melts into it.

he holds her like he'll never get to hold her again. his hand reaches to touch her hair, he had forgotten how soft it was. he had forgotten how warm she felt. 

"i missed you," he whispers.

she doesn't respond, just hugs him a little tighter.

he let's go and leaves her room, shutting the door behind him.

fun facts!

you know when you'd be in class and joking with your friend and they tell you they're going to tell the teacher and you beg them not to and they go up anyway but say something completely unrelated just to freak you out

that's what hinata is doing. he's literally just talking to atsumu, nothing about yn LOL

LORE gc is for the gossipers. yn was tired of having to go between groupchats to spill details so she made a big one for the ones who yap the most, suna was the last one added bc he found out about it and begged yn to let him in (he loves getting details)

atsumu does carry that card around with him everywhere, he said he's had it "a while" but it's been in his bag or pocket since he wrote it years ago

none of them care that yn and atsumu talk about each other all the time, they just wish they would talk to each other and sort it out

osamu lives in the next town over where he opened his restaurant, so he's not around a lot but still makes appearances!

this was the first time osamu had heard atsumu mention yn to him since high school so he was shocked, but he and yn were good friends because of atsumu in high school so of course he came to help

anyone else tho would've been ignored

[le-panda-chocovore]

"Every now and them I remember that Haikyuu gave us peak Queer & Neurodivergence representation and this is why I love it so much..."

Sorry, can I ask who do you think are the characters that fit the above?

As fan of both series, so excited to find your blog, Haikyuu + JJK! Really? Kindred spirit...

Well I'm into sport stuff and when you think about it JJK is just a very VERY intense and tragic Baseball Anime 😂

Actually I found out that there are plenty of Haikyuu fans in the JJK fandom and I think that's a good thing because you cannot endure whatever is wrong with Gege's brain without having a cheerful backup. Everytime I feel depressed by thinking about JJK and STSG too much I have to put a Haikyuu episode (it really helps)

Anyway I'm gonna answer your question !

Kenma, Kageyama, Aone, Ushijima, Kita are very autistic-coded. You can argue about Kenma and say he's just a huge introvert with severe social anxiety, but that's still ND representation

Bokuto, Hinata, Terushima seem to have AD(H)D. I've seen some fans add Nishinoya to the list too, and some other saying that Terushima isn't, so I think everyone has their own interpretation.

Oikawa overtrained himself and had a burnout

Yachi is also an anxious mess, even more than Kenma, she would burn her tongue and not say anything to anyone because she doesn't want to cause problems

There are a few characters with an inferiority complex and very low self-esteem like Tsukki, Yamaguchi, Asahi for example

Kageyama might be dyslexic because he doesn't know the difference between hiraganas and katanas (but Japanese written languages are hard so maybe he isn't)

For the queer rep . . . Do I have to say anything other than Yachi Hitoka ? Just. Look at her. Gay ass.

THIS IS HER FIRST APPEARANCE. THERE'S NO HETEROSEXUAL EXPLANATION FOR THIS.

And, you know the way Satoru and Suguru are canonically soulmates ? That's Hinata and Kageyama. They were the only ones able to reach each other at that point in time, they were only able to develop their full potential thanks to the other, no one else would have done it, and no one else could have done it, it had to be them. Their meeting was set up by Destiny.

Aksaahi is literally written as Bokuto's wife. He knows everything about him, he knows how and when to cheer him up, he knows how to act when Bokuto is sad, and he even holds his jacket and bag sometimes.

Tendou is also queer-coded. He was seen as a weird monster for reasons he didn't choose nor control, he was rejected by everyone his whole childhood, but then he finally met a group of people who didn't call him a freak and let him play the way he liked.

Oikawa, despite being a Don Juan with too many fangirls, is very fucking gay. To the point that ALL the cishet guys I know who don't like him say that it's "because he's too gay." I'm not even joking that is their reason.

In my College there was that dude who didn't like Haikyuu at all and when I asked him why he said "Because everyone is gay in that anime and I'm not here to watch poetic confessions and men flirting, I want action and competition." I genuinely found that hilarious, so I showed him my Oikawa wallpaper and he added "HE IS THEY GAYEST OF THEM ALL I HATE HIM" in the middle of the cafeteria. 10/10 at least he's honest, I hope he never watches Yuri on Ice.

[complexgods]

Thinking about which Haikyuu characters would hump you in their sleep

Haikyuu characters x gn!reader

Warnings: 18+, consensual somnophilia.

Minors stay away and eat your greens so you can grow big and strong. Leave my blog be there is nothing to see here.

A/N: shoutout to my friend Alex who has brainstormed with me over this all evening and endured me during my h-word hours.

Hinata: He has an incredible libido and is always so so needy, just feeling your warm body so close next to his makes him want you even in his sleep, so he subconsciously rubs himself on your thigh, letting out small, happy sighs. He doesn't wake up, but he has definitely cum all over you and/or himself in his sleep quite a few times. He gets embarrassed the next day but tells you that he just can't help it, he wants you so bad all of the time, it's only natural he tries to fuck you even in the depths of his subconscious.

Nishinoya: Just like Hinata, this man can go for rounds and rounds. Even if you literally just had sex before going to sleep, a few hours later, Nishinoya will be hard again and rub against the small of your back and/or your ass because he is just so needy for you. However, he would probably wake up in the middle of his ministrations and very gently nudge you awake, pleading you to just fuck your thighs because he's so close already and it only takes him a few thrusts before he's cumming all over your thighs.

Bokuto: This man is needy needy needy. If he wants you then he wants you now. He would probably also wake up once he gets too horny, realising he's been humping you for what looks like a while, his cock leaking through his shorts. Since you are in a long-term relationship and you have both discussed and consented to situations like these, he decides to give you some attention, gently plucking at your nipples or nibbling at your sensitive spot(s) until your arousal becomes more apparent, that's when he gently puts your legs over his shoulders and starts going down on you, all the while grinding his throbbing cock on the mattress below him. Once you wake up he greets you with a lopsided grin before making you cum from his mouth alone.

Kenma: He does not nearly have as big of a sex drive as the others mentioned above, and he doesn't get horny as often either. However, in the night when he's cuddled close to you, feeling the warmth of your body and inhaling your scent, he can't help but want more, getting hard and grinding his aching cock against your stomach. He doesn't wake up, but lets out tiny whimpers and sighs before he cums in his pants in his sleep.

Daichi: OKAY hear me out. He doesn't do it often. Only when he had some really long shifts at the police station and didn't get to spend time with you for days. He finds you already asleep in your bed when he comes home way after he usually does for the third day in a row, and he just kinda sighs as he gets ready for bed. He's missed you so much during the long work hours and he's sad that he won't be able to spend quality time with you until the weekend. Not to mention that he needs to feel you clenching around his cock, screaming out his name. But alas, there is nothing to do about that now, so he just gets ready for bed. He sleeps soundly as ever, snuggled up against you, his dick hard against your clothed ass. He wakes up to soft whispers and touches, confused.

"You were grinding against my ass" you whisper in amusement once he hums questioningly, still groggy with sleep. He pulls away in embarrassment once he realises what you said, but you keep a steady hand on the arm looped around your waist.

"Hmmm don't stop. I missed you." He grins as he grinds against you with earnest, eliciting a sweet moan from you. He will have to call in sick the following day.

Hanamaki: He is canonically the horniest motherfucker in the entirety of Haikyuu. I know it because he told me. Anyways if you sleep in the same bed as this man you are 99% certain to get humped, and he never ever wakes up either because he sleeps like a rock. He just keeps on grinding into you until he cums, but when you wake up with cum all over you he is so shameless about it. He knows you love each other no matter what even if you have to wash your pyjamas more often than most people. When you do wake up you try to push him off you, but he just holds you closer, grinding down harder so you just accept your fate.

Asahi: He's usually more of a pillow humper when he misses you when you're not around for a few days, but he definitely has done it once or twice before at the very beginning of your relationship, when he was too nervous to initiate anything with you but stayed the night. He apologised profusely when it happened and you both noticed it, but you found it cute and you both were able to laugh it off.

BONUS

Yachi: I don't care I don't care she is needy and horny and sometimes she happens to have a wet dream and rubs herself on your leg and she is vocal even in her dreams and you can't help but wake up from her sounds and you just coo at how pretty she looks, so you decide to give her a helping hand because you discussed situations like these and both agreed somno is on the table for the both of you. She does not wake up even when she clenches around your fingers, coating them with her cum.

[yamagucji]

Things they do out of love

to show that love isn’t always explicit

OIKAWA corrects your food order even when you tell him not to mind it. “excuse me, they asked for (/no) pickles” while ignoring the feeling of your hand nudging his arm. he will absolutely not let your order fly off the roof like that. oikawa calls it ‘standing up for you.’ you tell him that he’s the real bully.

KITA cleans you up with a warm cloth when you’re passed out on the couch from exhaustion. he’d be extremely careful with it too; gently rubbing the cloth on your arms and over your face. if the cloth starts to get cold mid-way, kita will go back to get it warmed up again.

BOKUTO won’t move beside your sleeping figure even when his arms go numb. you’d have your head on his arm for way too long but he can almost never find it in himself to move in case he’d accidentally stir you awake. you’ll never know the pain he goes through because bokuto wouldn’t dare tell you.

KIYOKO offers you a small plate of carefully cut fruits and vegetables — or rather, slides it over to your desk and leaves the room like nothing happened. sometimes you won’t even be in the room when it happens, so it’s a warm surprise to come back to.

TERUSHIMA gets a to-go order when he’s hanging out with his friends so he can come home and surprise you with food. it could even just be a burger or a small order of fries that he chose not to eat because he knows how much you love them.

KAGEYAMA heard that you really liked this thing so he came back with over 10 packs of the same product. be it a snack, facial product, or whatever the heck it is; it’s going to show up on your kitchen counter. can you even see the counter at this point? kageyama happens to pass by just as you see his surprise and he only says, ��i heard you like them...”

USHIJIMA covers you with a blanket when you happen to fall asleep unintentionally. he’d pick out your favorite one too. if you happen to fall asleep on the couch, he’d be on guard with the possibility of you falling off (because it’s happened before). turn a little too much, and he’ll gently push you right back.

IWAIZUMI offers to put lotion on your back but always ends up massaging you as he’s lathering the product on your skin. it’s mostly intentional, since he wants to make sure you’re well taken care of. don’t worry if you accidentally fall asleep because of his massage.

YAMAGUCHI will do your laundry and fold your clothes before you wake up sometimes. he knows how hard you work, and how hard it can be to get up. so he’ll tip-toe into your room and take care of your chores as a way to let you get some more rest. and, no need to thank him (as he always insists).

TENDOU switches everyone’s attention on to him so that you don’t have to face the anxiety of speaking up. his attempts aren’t that noticeable — until one day you’re with a group of friends and they ask you to narrate a game. just as you’re beginning to stutter your way to it, tendou volunteers to do it instead. he sees relief on your face, to which he smiles at.

OSAMU would stay up to make onigiri’s for your potluck even when you insist that he should go to bed instead. it’s about 1 am by now, and your eyes have already started to droop along with your shoulders. osamu takes one look at you and assures you that he can finish the rest on his own; “i’m not tired yet,” he promised.

YACHI adds a little more to your plate of food because she knows how much you love that specific dish. it’s pretty noticeable too, so you confronted her about it once. but yachi simply denied and said that it was all unintentional, and that it’s fine because she doesn’t really like it as much as you do.

ARAN leaves a cup of water on your nightstand. once you woke up in the middle of the night with a dry throat, and ever since then he’s always insisted that you have a glass of water nearby. you always forget, he knows, that’s why he makes a note to get you one before he leaves for the day.

SAKUSA scolds you about not having appropriate clothing for the weather. so he sacrifices a piece of his for your comfort. it doesn’t matter — it could be pouring outside, snowing, or simply burning hot, sakusa’s instincts are to take care of you. your health is a priority to him as well, don’t ever forget it.

AKAASHI will wait in an extremely long line and let you wander about as he waits. you offered to do the waiting instead but he insisted that he’d rather do it than go shopping around the mall. just don’t forget to bring him back a bit of food or something so he doesn’t get too bored waiting.

KUROO takes a couple minutes out of his day to remind you to eat, drink water, and take your meds if you have to. he actually has reminders set on his phone (because even he forgets). don’t think of it as pestering you, kuroo simply wants to make sure that you’re taking care of yourself even when he’s not there.

AONE will listen to you rant about your favorite thing even if he doesn’t really get it. please, do help this man out. you could be five minutes into your topic and he still wouldn’t understand. but it’s okay, judging by the soft smile on his face, he seems to be enjoying it.

TSUKISHIMA isn’t afraid to shush guests when you’re sleeping in the other room. he knows that you have trouble sleeping sometimes, so he’ll try and help you out in subtle ways — though not so subtle when he’s whisper-yelling at kageyama and hinata to keep their big mouths shut because they’ll wake you up.

KENMA leaves the bedroom with little to no silence so he won’t accidentally wake you up when he goes to stream. he likes to check in from time to time during his little breaks, making sure that he hasn’t woken you up at all. if he notices that your blanket or pillow has fallen, he’ll simply tuck it back in as if nothing had happened. though, he’d probably make light fun of you the next morning.

[peachycoreroo]

HEYY CAN U DO A SCENARIO OR SOMETHING IF OIKAWA AND ANYONE ELSE U WANT WITH LIKE A SHORT ASS S/O THANK YIU THANK YOU THANK YOUUU

characters: oikawa tooru, nishinoya yuu, aone takanobu (feat. honorable mentions)

genre: fluff, crack (but i’m not funny, as always<3)

word count: 0.9k

warnings: gn!reader, oikawa and noya being dumbasses, aone being perfect<3

authors note: i had to laugh when i saw this bc i didn't expect someone to be this excited to req smth from me, but thank you anonnie!! it’s kinda short (haha get it) and i was in a pretty fluffy/cracky mood so i didn’t do nsfw hcs, tbh idk wtf this is but uhhh here you go here's a link to my masterlist

oikawa tooru:

pls it was probably the first thing he commented on

just

“are you even allowed to go on roller coasters? pretty sure you don’t reach the minimum required height.”

he’s like 6’1’’ so yk

does the thing where he puts his arm on your head and leans against you to annoy you

after a few times you kinda just stepped aside when he did it, and he ended up falling flat on his face

he should’ve learned his lesson, but he still does it and falls over every time

does the other thing where he’s like “how’s the weather down there? pretty stuffy, huh?”

and just obnoxiously grins

while you’re just 😐

“you should really try growing.”

“tooru, i’m an adult. i’m fully grown.”

“doesn’t look fully grown to me.”

pls someone make him shut up

lives to annoy and remind you that you’re shorter than him

don’t get him wrong, that’s just how he shows his love

probably calls you “shortcake” when he wants to be extra annoying

also puts the word “little” in front of every nickname

little baby, little angel, little sunshine

“i get it, i’m short.”

“ohhhh, are you? didn’t even notice, shortcake.”

also, moved everything on higher shelfs just so you have to bear the humiliation of asking him for help

punch him in his beautiful face pls

still wouldn’t make him stop though

on a more “positive” note

slings you over his shoulder to carry you around

in public, at home, doesn’t matter

he just likes how you squeal every time even though you should be used to it by now

and how you get embarrassed and yell at him to put you down, your small fists hammering against his broad back

doesn’t matter what your weight is ok

oikawa is fucking buff af, he’s literally a pro-athlete

still weaker than iwaizumi but everyone is so yk

not everyone can be iwaizum hajime (27) athletic trainer

ok i’m getting distracted skskks

honorable mentions: matsukawa issei, miya atsumu, kuroo tetsurou

nishinoya yuu:

pls he always had a hard time finding someone shorter than him

(except for yachi)

he’s just happy he can also be the tall boyfriend who gets things for his s/o when they can’t reach

…until you ask him to get you something and he also can’t reach

he sulked for two days straight after that

you literally had to swallow your pride and repeatedly tell him that you see him as tall, manly and strong

that was the only thing that got him out of the pouting

you get called the “pipsqueak couple” every time karasuno has a reunion

and after, you, once again, have to reassure him that you think he’s tall when you return home

you’re basically his emotional support

“baby, i can get that for you!”

“noya, no tha- “

cue noya not being able to reach

and you just sigh in defeat and go “i think you’re tall, baby”

you can visibly see him inflate again

“really?”

“really.”

and then he just gets on a chair to retrieve it for you BWFHUEH

“could’ve done that myself…” – you, in your head

PIGGYBACK RIDES!!!!

will literally offer them all the time

it’s the best way to carry you around

and also to prove he’s strong

someone pls just tell him he’s perfect the way he is

honorable mentions: hinata shoyo, yaku morisuke (“of course i’m tall!”), hoshiumi kourai (of course i’m tall!” 2.0)

aone takanobu:

perfect boyfriend

can do no wrong

you don’t even have to ask him to reach something for you

he does it automatically

also moves everything to lower shelfs so you have it easier

unlike someone

he’s used to everyone around him being smaller

so, he probably didn’t even realize until someone pointed it out

“woah, they’re so short. aren’t you afraid of crushing them?” – futakuchi, probably

and aone just goes oh my god, they are short

ok it’s not that he didn’t realize, he did

the first few weeks of dating he didn’t even hug you because he was afraid of hurting you

he is a tall, broad, strong man

and also, the current concern thing where he was sad that people weren’t sitting down next to him bc he’s so intimidating

yeah, that kinda stuck with him

he didn’t get why you would date him, so he kept intimacy to a minimum

until you were like

“’nobu, i won’t break. please just hug me.”

after futakuchi reminded him of the fact that he was like,,twice as big as you

he’d once again be kinda careful around you

“did futakuchi say something to you? i swear, if you don’t hug me right now, i’ll scream.”

and aone’s just like🧍‍♂️

let’s you sit on his shoulders and walks around with you!!

well, if you feel comfortable enough doing that

who doesn’t wanna sit on a 6’4’’ dudes shoulders to experience being extremely tall

people might stare but they also do when you normally walk besides this giant, so yk

omg the meme where there’s like a really tall guy with his really small wife

idk if anyone knows what i’m talking about but

that’s you both

ok i put the meme below in case no one knows:’)

honorable mentions: azumane asahi, bokuto koutaro (though he was way too excited to not hug so he pretty much crushed you immediately on the first date), ushijima wakatoshi (genuinely forgets that you’re small sometimes)

you and aone/asahi/bokuto/ushijima:

pls tell me someone knows

also tagging my brezelbruder @weepinglevi, i hope you like it even if you don’t know what’s going on 100% REKHFEJFR<333

[hai-nakyuu]

demure (adj); sugawara x reader

reserved, modest, and shy

tw: 18+, corruption kink, cocky but sweet sugawara, virgin!reader, praise, dumbification, a lil overstim, dacryphilia

koushi sugawara never understood the concept of corruption.

he never really got how it amused his fellow third-years every time someone- say, yachi, or yamaguchi- would furrow their eyebrows in confusion at a not-so child-friendly joke tanaka or nishinoya cracked.

he never really minded how tsukishima howled in laughter as hinata and kageyama unkowingly shared an “indirect kiss” through a water bottle.

he never really cared about if someone was a virgin, because to him, whether you’ve had a dick inside you or not doesn’t change who you are.

that is, until he met the quiet, innocent, and pure little angel called you.

“do i... look okay?”

“”okay?” princess,” he laughs softly. “you’d bring venus and aphrodite to their knees.”

he says it to calm your rushing pulse, but, to his slight amusement, it just makes you even more flustered.

you’ve never done this before: dress up in lingerie for a boy.

but this wasn’t just any other boy.

this was koushi, the boy you trusted with all your heart to cherish you in every way.

“this is the most beautiful two piece i’ve ever seen,” his eyes trail up and down your body, “though.... i suppose it’s because you’re wearing it.”

your eyes avert from his piercing gaze as you blush at his words. “i kind of missed one ribbon at the back, though,” you scratch the back of your neck nervously. “could you...”

“do the honors?” he grins. “thought you’d never ask.”

you smile back up at him, but you can see a tiny shimmer in his eyes that says he wants you, needs you.

he moves to sit behind you on the bed, and runs his hands down your shoulder blades. you can feel his slow, steady breath on your back as his hands trail down the lace, his thumb brushing each thread, until his fingers reach the last untied ribbon of the corset.

his breath hitches. his heart skips a beat.

it feels like he’s wrapping his own present.

your eyes flutter shut as he slowly ties the string into a neat ribbon. it’s as if to confrm that this is real: you’re about to give yourself to him. you know koushi feels this finality too, that he’s the first to see you like this.

what you don’t know is how hard it is for him to hold back.

he’s never felt this urge to protect you for anyone else. sure, he’s been an older brother figure to his kouhais, and he’s always been the one to take initiative during dates and other intimate activities, but there’s something about being the one to teach you about pleasure that sends blood rushing to his cock.

once you feel his hands leave your back, you slowly turn around to meet his gaze. his irises have darkened, his eyes almost completely black with desire.

it ignites something warm in the pit of your stomach.

there’s a long, quiet moment, the air silent besides both your heavy breathing.

koushi doesn’t move just yet. he literally can’t. something about seeing you this vulnerable, something about seeing the love in your eyes, makes him realize just how much trust you’re giving to him, and how much he wants to drive you mad with his touch.

and then you smile softly, let your eyes flutter shut, and slowly snake your arms around his neck, pulling him in- almost hesitantly- for a kiss.

gosh, every time your lips touch his he just falls harder.

his hands find home in your hair as he tilts his head a little to the side, deepening the kiss, teasing your lower lip with his tongue. you gasp and he chuckles against your mouth, pressing his lips- and the rest of his body- harder on you as his patience slowly trickles away like sand in an hourglass.

whatever he’s trying to hold back, he doesn’t think he can for long.

you lay back down on the bed, pulling koushi to hover on top of you. god, this boy was a sight, hair tousled, his lips a little pinkish with your lipstick, and- fuuuuuck, the sexy grin as he dips his head into your neck and experimentally plants kisses on your skin. you giggle a bit and blush because you’re ticklish, and he swears if this moment were any more innocent he could just swoop you up and ruffle your hair as you giggle in his arms.

what you don’t expect is how he suddenly sucks on a certain spot and before you can stop yourself-

“h-hah! god, koushi-”

koushi’s cock strains hard in his pants at the pathetic adorable whine you let out. he masks an aroused groan with a chuckle as he repeats the action.

again.

and again.

and a few times too many, actually, because he can feel your chest rising and falling against his, your much smaller hands gripping onto his shoulders.

delighted by your sensitivity, he keeps this up for another minute before he breaks away, adorning a cocky smirk as his tongue darts out to drag across his lips.

“your-your lips are pink,” you inform him, and he chuckles sweetly as he tastes your strawberry lipstick on his tongue.

“tasty,” he jokes, and you laugh and shake your head. even at such an intimate moment koushi can be so goofy.

“you’re such a dork,” you tease, and he smirks a little as his hands drag down your waist, squeezing a little at your hips.

“i’m a dork, huh, angel?” he drawls against your ear as his fingers toy with the ribbons of the last piece of cloth covering your mound. “let’s see if you still think i’m a dork when you’re soaking my fingers later.”

he pulls your panties off, watching as a pale, white string of wetness connects from the cloth to your already dripping folds.

“you got off on a bit of kissing, darling?” he smirks up at you, and you thrash away from him, embarrassed that he has to see you wet.

“i’m sorry- i didn’t mean to pee- i already went to the bathroom before-”

“don’t sweat, it, angel, it’s normal,” koushi chuckles. it’s funny how he has to remind himself that this is your first time. he takes your hands, and places them on the headboard above you, before fluffing up the pillow your hear is on, sneaking a quick kiss to your lips before sinking back down between your legs.

“it is?” you ask, curiosity halting your flustered movements.

“of course, it means you’re liking it,” he says, hands on your thighs slowly pushing your legs apart, “do you like it, hmm, angel?”

“i-i think i do,” you stutter, nodding. he smiles, but it’s a little mocking as he regards your innocent confusion.

“you have no idea what i’m going to do to you,” he drawls. “but don’t worry, you won’t have to think about aaaaaanything. just lay there and be my good angel while i fuck you so good, hmm?”

“okay,” you whimper, already shaking in anticipation.

“good, that’s a good girl,” he praises you. he slowly licks up and down your folds, dipping his tongue into your cavern and curling it at the tip before slipping out. he laps up all your arousal, humming at the taste of untainted purity as his tongue swirls around your bud before his lips latch around it and suck, eliciting a choked up whine of his name.

fuck,he thinks. how is he going to take this slow if you’re laying there so willingly, making the sweetest, lewdest noises he’s ever heard?

he knows the answer: he won’t.

you don’t even notice his right hand nearing your folds, too immensed in the feeling of being so stimulated until you feel the pads of his fingers prod at your entrance, freezing up in anticipation.

“hey, hey, don’t tense up, princess,” he coos. he kitten licks at your clit to get you to relax, while two of his digits slowly enter your cunt.

he curls his fingers slowly, knowing that if he tries hard enough he’ll find a spot that’ll make you see stars-

“f- ah! koushiiii-”

“there it is,” he grins. “does it feel good now, angel?”

“mhm,” you whine.

“so responsive,” he chuckles. “i’m gonna start moving them, alright?”

it’s kind of a rhetorical question, because once he gets to thrusting his fingers in and out of your folds, curling and prodding at the most sensitive parts inside you.

fuck, none of his fantasies can ever compare to this moment, seeing all your reactions, feeling you clench down on him so desperately, and hearing you mewl and whimper his name. up to just earlier today, he had to control himself not to think of such sinful things around you, because surely you must think him weird, perverted, or even disgusting; you’re the most preciousgirl in his eyes, why would he evertell you that he thinks about your bashful smile every time he fists his cock at night?

but one glance at your face, seeing how your back arches off the bed, desperate to cum even if you probably don’t know what that means, tells him that maybe he could keep you innocent. he could keep this beautiful expression of pleasure to himself, let everyone else think you’re so sweet and uncorrupted when in reality, behind closed doors you’re on your way to becoming his lovely, obedient prey.

his prey that he cherishes and loves.

everything is a blur to him when he quickens the pace of his fingers and tongue, guiding you to your first orgasm (of many) as you tug hard on his hair, giving up on trying to hide your noises when the pleasure takes over the sanest part of your mind and body.

it washes over you like perfectly warm water; a shock trickling up your toes all the way to your spine, your back arching as koushi removes his mouth from you.

“there you go,” he lets you down from your high gently. your head falls back on the pillow, your breaths heavy, but you can still feel when his fingers slip out of you, quick, but you’re so sensitive it makes you clench down on nothing a few times.

“aww, you want more?” koushi teases. “greedy little thing.”

you whine softly, but he clicks his tongue, not taking that for an answer.

“what’s that, angel? i can’t understand you, darling, you gotta use your words,” he smirks down at you.

you open your mouth to reply when he taps a few times on your clit, effectively reducing you to choked-up whimpers.

it almost makes him forget how he’s painfully rock hard in his jeans.

discarding the rest of his clothes, koushi pulls down his underwear, and his cock springs out, and your eyes widen at the sight.

“don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” he kisses you on the lips quickly. “i’ll go slowly.”

he moves to trail his tongue along the helix of your ear, reducing his voice to a dark, breathy drawl.

“for now.”

he lines up his cock with your folds, pressing in gently, taking note of every change in your expression.

but god, it felt so good. koushi could feel you squeezing him so hard. he balls up his fists, keeping them away from you so you don’t get scared.

“d-does it hurt, angel?” he asks breathily, fighting the urge to sink in completely.

“n-nuh,” you grit out. “f-feels weird.”

“it’s alright, don’t worry, i’m almost- f-f-fuck, you’re so fucking perfect,” he groans into your ear.

his breath hitches as he feels you shiver at those words.

oh.

well if that isn’t fucking adorable.

“how ‘bout i give my angel a reward?” he praises you, his other hand slipping between your folds, rubbing circles into your clit.

neither of you are prepared for how it feels; you’re immediately mewling into his shoulder, your nerves on fire as your legs start twitching uncontrollably, your hands helplessly clawing at his back, as your cunt clenches down on him so good it makes koushi’s eyes go wide and feral.

“p-please move, k-koushi” you whine into his ear, and that makes him fucking snap.

he’s in a daze he grabs your legs and lifts them over his shoulders, thrusting all the way in with one swift move, making you let out a high-pitched moan into your hand.

he’d be more gentle if he could, he swears, but something takes control- or rather, loses it inside of him as he grabs both your wrists in one hand, slamming them above you as he thrusts in and out of you, knocking the wind out of you as you squeeze down on him sporadically.

“don’t you fucking dare hide from me,” he groans, watching as your back arches so sexily as he fucks you the way he’s always wanted to.

“i’ve wanted to see you like this for so long, angel, and now i can finally tell you how much i’ve dreamed of fucking that pretty little smile and making you cry. so i wanna see every bit of you, understand?”

he rips off the lace top with one hand, and you moan brazenly at his show of strength. he licks a stripe up the valley of your breasts before latching onto one of your perked nipples and sucking hard, making you squeal and sob fom the pleasure.

“f-f-fuck, please koushi-” your moans get louder and louder and louder, your legs shaking as you feel something crashing over you so hard it makes you see white-

just as koushi’s about to reach his peak as well, a memory flashes through his head from what seems so long ago.

“i... like you too, sugawara-san,” you smiled up at him shyly, holding the second button of his school shirt in your hand which he had offered you so sweetly.

“you do?” he laughs, half in joy, half in slight disbelief.

“well, why wouldn’t i?” you beam up at him. “you’re so sweet to everyone, and i really feel at home with you, you’re very attractive-”you chuckle in a fluster at this- “and you’ve always been so...”

“what?” he tilts his head curiously.

“...so nurturing to me, if that’s the word,” you avert your eyes to your feet bashfully. “you could teach me a lot of things too!”

“yeah,” he holds his arms out, and you gingerly slip into his embrace, melting into his chest. “maybe i could.”

- the end

[tanaka-ryunosakes-husband]

kageyama x male reader - confessing to his super loud and chaotic crush only to make him blush and be speechless for once

Okay bet! Thanks for this!!! This was actually really challenging. Creating a character that is chaotic without making it seem forced is difficult.

But! It was a great challenge,! and thank you so much for sending in a request it means a lot! I hope you like it! Sorry for no cut off. I’m on mobile and don’t have easy access to a computer atm. I was only planning on doing small blurbs. Wtf happened to small blurbs? Also sorry it took so long.

Kageyama always has a hard time focusing in class. It’s just boring. Though, he has a new reason this time. You. Kageyama didn’t like you at first, reminded him too much of Hinata or Nishinoya. He didn’t even play volleyball. What would they talk about together?

Somehow you always found a way to talk to him. Sometimes it was complimenting his hair, or drink of choice. -Something about calcium making your bones stronger? At some point you wouldn’t stop talking to Kageyama. He would just talk and talk and talk- How did he have so much to say?

Kageyama first realized he was fond of you when you brought him a snack to afternoon practice because you noticed his stomach growling at the end of classes. Hinata recognized you first.

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“Hey Kageyama, isn’t that the kid who always sits next to you at lunch?” He turns to see you in the doorway. After slipping off your regular shoes, you lunged at him. Jumping onto his back and clinging onto him like a Koala. Somehow not smashing the food you brought him in the process.

“Kageyama! You seemed hungry before you came here! And I know exercise can be rough if you don’t have enough fuel! Like a car! You can go very far with an empty tank. Do I brought you some gas! Don’t worry though,! it’s unleaded. Premium quality.” Dropping off his back and turning to bow slightly to respect the seniors who let you in, you took a moment to breath. “I got a banana and a yogurt. I also have some pork curry buns. I’ve seen how much you can eat! You’re like a large animal with your stomach. But somehow you’re still juman sized and that’s pretty cool-“

“Sorry to interrupt, but we have to actually practice,” I guy with short dark hair puts his hand on your shoulder. You’d almost think he’s the club advisor if he wasn’t wearing a student uniform.

“Oh! Sorry! I get so carried away sometimes. Carried. You can’t carry the ball in volleyball, right? So how do you have so much control. Oh! You seem like a super leadership role type of guy. Maybe you have magic powers to tell the ball where to go. Lead the ball into making points for you. Like. Like. Oh! Like a leash. No…. That’s not right. Like the line leader back in elementary school! You lead the class to the assembly’s ‘n’ stuff.” You jump a little at the door opening. So lost in your tangent, that you forgot where you were.

“Who’s that?” A blonde dude with piercings and a headband asks.

“I’m Kageyama’s friend! He had a small lunch and I wanted him to be able to practice good so I brought him a snack. He’s like a horse or cow with how much he eats. But he uses it all up with volleyball and getting so tall. It’s rude of him to get so tall. Like, bro! Leave some height for the rest of us am I right? Or am I right?” Your phone rings at that. You forgot about your club duties. “I have to go! Kageyama, remember to eat enough next time!” At that, you left.

Tsukishima sighs like he just ran a marathon. “I though Nishinoya-San was bad. That guy actually noticed the size of your lunch? He barely noticed Daichi-San trying to talk to him. What a weirdo.”

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Kageyama grew to really like listening to your tangents at lunch. He was grateful when they interrupted class so he could take a break. He missed them during Tokyo training camps. Most of all, he just liked seeing you excited.

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Kageyama first realized he was more than a little fond of you when you showed up to the first game of the Spring Tourney preliminaries. He was used to only the Alumni’s coming to cheer them on. You were right there with them and Yachi.

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“They all look like a punch of punks, don’t they Yachi?” Karasuno’s first match for the spring tournament was against Ohgiminami. Unable to catch up with Kageyama before warmups you had to settle for calling out his name from the viewing deck. “Though, I guess we have a few that look like punks ourselves. Oh! Oi! Kageyama! Do your best out there!”

He looked up at the stands shocked. Why were you here? Did you like someone on the team? I hope not. I want him to like me. Oh my god I want him to like me.

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Kageyama confessed when you showed up to nationals. Right beside everyone else, cheering him on. You were able to stay with family and didn’t have to worry about paying for a hotel, so it was an easy choice to come.

He sent you a text to meet him outside the inn, he wanted to talk to you.

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“Kageyama! I’m so glad you texted me! You played great out there, it’s good you adapted to the new arena nicely. It’s so exciting! You made it to nationals! First year of high school! You made the difference!” You kept rambling on for a while, as Kageyama tried to find a pause to talk.

Eventually he got so exasperated that he just forced a pause. “I really like you, okay?! I want to date you! And do all the dating things! I want you to be my boyfriend!” He squeezed his eyes shut, afraid you might get mad and yell at him.

He honestly hoped you would ramble in agreement with him, but that didn’t happen. You said nothing. Might as well check. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was red. Your face was so red it looked like you got sunburnt. You were speechless. Stuttering, even. You. Stuttering. You? Stuttering?

Frustrated with your own inability to say something you decided to just hug him. Having been prepared for the worst this confused and excited him. It took him a bit to actually hug you back.

Finally finding your words, you whispered into his shoulder, “I like you too. A lot. I want to be your boyfriend.” He squeezed you tighter.

~~~~~~

Your days of high school flew by super quickly. It’s your two year anniversary and your third year of high school. Wanting Kageyama to rest, you decided to stay in and have a relaxed date. Doing some self-care, eating all kinds of snacks, and watching your favorite movies together. It was perfect.

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“We should go to bed. You need your rest, you have to leave for nationals in a couple days, now is the time to let your body heal and prepare. Okay?” He nodded sleepily into your chest. Both wrapped in several blankets and wearing big hoodies it felt like the perfect nest. Neither of you moved to get up.

You decided it’s fine to sleep here, and kisses the top of his head. He looked up with droopy eyes and messy hair, puckering his lips for a real kiss.

The kiss was deep and full of love, his mouth left a little salty from the snacks from earlier. But he smelled just like himself. He smelled like home. You smiled into the kiss that you never wanted to end.

[t0wnspersonb]

Sleepless Nights (Kageyama Tobio x Reader)

Anonymous said:

Hi hi hope you're doing well! I was wondering if I could request a fic with giving kageyama a blow job for the first time? You can take it further if you want, whatever you want! Love your writing 😊

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Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2,973

Warnings: SMUT, oral sex (male recieving), language, Kageyama being a perfect angel baby.

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I didn’t think that I was a simp for Kageyama but like maybe...?👀👀👀 I hope that you guys like it! It was a lot of fun writing lmao. Also bonus points if you can catch the reference I made😂 I’m still shuffling through my inbox, I won’t be doing all the requests that have been asked but I will still be doing a select few. Please enjoy:)

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You shifted nervously in your seat, weakly smiling at the orange haired male that was blatantly staring you down.

 This was incredibly awkward.

 “Stop staring at her dumbass!” Kageyama growled, setting down his milk cartoon to slap the middle blocker, who easily dodged his advances. 

 “Why are you dating Kageyama!? He’s a bad guy!” Hinata yelled getting in your face.

 “OI!” Kageyama grabbed the back of his uniform, yanking him away from you.

 You furrowed your brows in confusion at his statement, a bad guy? Kageyama was far from it.

 “I really like him.” you blurted out, pausing their fighting, the tall setter looked at you with a shocked face, blush coating his cheeks in embarrassment. Hinata on the other hand looked mortified at your statement. “He’s very kind and strong.” you finished, glancing down at your bento, now you were embarrassed at your confession.

 “He’s not kind at all! But he is strong! His tosses are the best!” Hinata declared, returning his attention to his large sandwich.

 Kageyama ignored him, his blue eyes focusing on you completely. You guys had only been dating for a couple of weeks but… those past couple of weeks he’s never been happier.

 You were in the same class as Yachi, but the store that he went to often was the same store that you worked at part time. Before you knew it, a friendship began to blossom between the two of you, and then you guys literally ran into each other during a morning run.

 Come to find out that you guys went to the same school and were in the same year. Although, you were completely unaware of the tall male and his club activities. You were on the swim team, on the complete opposite side of where the volleyball gym was.

 But after that friendship began to bloom, something new took its place. Something more vibrant, and far sweeter.

 You were the first one to confess your feelings, despite the nerves, despite the fear that he wasn’t going to feel the same. You knew how hard he worked at volleyball, you figured that he wouldn’t have time in his life for a girlfriend, but the secret ate you up inside. When you had confessed, you were already prepared for the rejection that he would give you, only it never came. 

 He liked you too.

 Naturally you guys began dating, and it was pure heaven. Despite his awkwardness, things slowly became more natural. It wasn’t until now that he started to introduce you to his friends. 

 Hence the strange interaction you just had with the middle blocker.

 “Is Y/n-chan going to come to the game tomorrow?” Hinata asked with his mouth full of food.

 You perked up at that, beaming at the small male. “I am! It’ll be my first time seeing a volleyball game! I’m very excited.”

 “Eh!? You’ve never seen a volleyball game before!? What have you been doing!?” Hinata exclaimed.

 Kageyama scowled at him. “Y/n isn’t a volleyball player. She’s on the swim team, she doesn’t have time to focus on volleyball like you do dumbass.”

 Before another fight between the two began you started talking. “I’ve never been interested in the sport. I’ve always been really busy with swim meets and fundraisers. But when Tobio talks about volleyball it sounds like a lot of fun! Your team sounds so strong!” You said brightly.

 Kageyama felt his heart thump harder in his chest at your praise. The clear happiness and excitement on your face was undeniably adorable. 

 “What do you do when you swim Y/n-chan!?” Hinata asked excitedly.

 “I only swim free.” You said proudly, grinning at the smaller male. “It’s the only style I swim during meets.”

 “She’s really good too.” Kageyama stated, thinking back when he had gone to his first ever swim meet. You were incredible in the water, breathtaking. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of you as you swam, you were elegant and beautiful, your movements gliding through the water easily.

 He had never seen anything more perfect before.

 “I don’t know what that means but it sounds cool! You’re cool Y/n-chan!” Hinata said brightly.

 You couldn’t help but grin back, all traces of awkwardness gone now. “Thanks, Hinata!”

 Lunch ended without a hitch now, the conversation was easy with Hinata, despite the constant fighting, it was incredibly fun.

 Before you could head back to class Kageyama grabbed your hand gently. He stared off into the distance, blushing softly as he glanced over to you quickly. 

 “Will you wait for me after practice?” he asked.

 You squeezed his hand carefully, ignoring your racing heart. “Of course! Let’s walk home together Tobio.” you smiled sweetly.

 He nodded once before releasing your hand and walking off; Hinata was already long gone by now.

 You smiled softly to yourself, the tall setter had a hold on your heart like no other. You couldn’t wait for the game on Saturday.

 ****

 As promised, you stood outside of the volleyball gym, kicking lightly at a rock near your foot.

 “Y/n-chan!” you heard a familiar voice call out, you looked up smiling at the orange haired male jumping and waving his arms around, several others looking at you in curiosity.

 “Shut up Hinata! Boke!” Kageyama growled grabbing his head. After a couple of shoves, Kageyama made his way over to you.

 “Ready?” you asked sweetly, beaming up at the tall setter. He felt his face flush but nodded, reaching to carry your bag.

 “Yeah let’s go.” he said, slugging it over his other shoulder before taking your small hand into his own.

 “What? Is that Kageyama’s girlfriend?” Tsukishima asked, intending for it to be a joke.

 “Yeah! She’s super cool!” Hinata said excitedly. “Y/n-chan is on the swim team! She only swims free! Whatever that means!”

 “... WAIT WHAT!?”

 “KAGEYAMA HAS A GIRLFRIEND BEFORE ME!?”

 “BUT SHE’S TOO CUTE!”

 “THE UNIVERSE HAS FORSAKEN ME!”

 “SHUT UP AND GO HOME EVERYONE!”

 “... Yes Daichi.”

 ****

 Kageyama couldn’t help but notice that your hand was cool, and that your hair was still wet from your swim practice.

 “Are you cold?” he asked, looking at you from the corner of his eye.

 You shook your head. “I’m fine. Besides, we're already at my house.” 

 You looked up at the dark-haired setter who was scratching the back of his head, not meeting your gaze. 

 “I’ll see you tomorrow?” he asked, finally looking at you, his face slightly flushed. 

 “Bright and early. You’ll do great.” You smiled, hands resting on his uniform. “Sleep well?”

 He nodded and stooped down as you stood up on your tiptoes, his slightly chapped lips gently brushing against yours before sealing your lips in a gentle kiss goodnight.

 This wasn’t your first kiss with Kageyama. Surprisingly, kisses came incredibly easy for the awkward setter. He loved how soft your lips were, and how he could taste the melon lip gloss on his lips afterwards.

 Your heart raced in your chest, and you were tempted to pull him in deeper, wanting the kiss to develop more and last longer, but all too soon he pulled away, giving you a soft smile before taking his leave.

 That boy was going to be the death of you.

 The rest of the night progressed uneventfully, and you soon found yourself freshly showered and ready for bed. 

 Practice must’ve been incredibly draining for you, because as soon as your head hit the pillow, you were out cold.

 It had to be at least three in morning when your phone began to ring. You sleepily fumbled around for it before squinting at the bright screen.

 Kageyama.

 “Hello?” you answered, voice thick with sleep.

 “I’m sorry for waking you.” he said softly. “I just couldn’t sleep. Is it okay if I come over?”

 “Yeah. Let me open my window.” you mumbled quietly, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, turning on your bedside lamp before shuffling yourself out of bed to open the window. 

 This also wasn’t the first time you’ve done this either. 

 Even before you guys had started dating, Kageyama frequented your bedroom many nights to hang out.

 You could barely keep your eyes open as you waited for Kageyama to show up, it had been about fifteen minutes before you saw a familiar figure slip through the open window and quietly close it behind him.

 You gave Kageyama a sleepy smile from your bed, noticing his grey sweatpants and black pullover. He looked good, incredibly good.

 You hadn’t noticed his sharp intake of breath. Kageyama swallowed thickly as he took in your sleepy appearance. Your hair was tousled from sleep, the baggy white shirt did nothing to hide your hardened nipples that were now straining against the thin fabric from the frigid air. Your soft legs were incredibly exposed to his eyes and… oh fuck, your pink colored panties were on full display now.

 “Why can’t you sleep?” you asked, yawning, stretching your arms above your head. This caused your shirt to pull up more, revealing the delicate white bow on the front of your panties.

 Kageyama couldn’t tear his eyes away, his pants tightening ever so slightly.

 “T-Too pent up for the game tomorrow.” he said, finally snapping his eyes away from your figure. 

 His palms were incredibly sweaty at this point, blood roaring in his ears as he attempted to calm his racing heart. 

 “I see.” you said tiredly. “Well we can play a game on the console until you feel tired.” you stretched your body out on the bed as you reached for your side table drawer, your upper body lying flat, your bottom swaying slightly in the air.

 Kageyama’s eyes zeroed in on your ass, the panties hugging your cheeks perfectly, and the urge to grab at those perfect mounds of flesh caused his fingers to twitch at his sides.

 This definitely wasn’t good, because now he was pent up for an entirely different thing.

 “Here it is.” you mumbled to yourself, completely unaware of the internal conflict that was going on in front of you. You looked over at him, sitting up on your knees and patting the spot next to you on the bed. “Come here.”

 He sat down next to you stiffly, carefully resting his back against the wall. 

 “Get comfortable Tobio.” you said in amusement, yawning once more. He nodded robotically as he situated himself a bit better on the bed, making sure to rest his legs in a position that prevented you from seeing the increasing tent in his pants.

 You handed him the game, resting your head against his shoulder, feeling him stiffen slightly before relaxing as he started playing.

 He had only begun playing for a couple of minutes before your eyes began to droop in exhaustion, you wrapped your arms around his bicep as you settled against him comfortably.

 But he could feel your breasts pressing into his arm, his character dying in the game as he started to focus more on you.

 While your relationship was still relatively new, you guys definitely weren’t strangers to cuddling or gentle touches.

 Kageyama was definitely familiar with the desire that was now coursing through his veins. The first time he had experienced this was the first time he had gone to your swim meet. While the swimsuit that you wore wasn’t necessarily the most flattering thing, you were definitely beautiful, and the revealed skin of your body did something to him.

 “Y/n,” he whispered, causing your head to jerk up as you were startled awake. But before you could even process what was happening, Kageyama tossed the gaming console at the edge of the bed, twisting his body slightly as he moved to cup your face, and pressing his mouth against yours.

 A noise of surprise was made in the back of your throat, but you kissed him back. Arms wrapping around his shoulders as you pulled him into you. The tiredness you were feeling began fading away, want and need seeping into your body now. 

 The kiss developed quickly, your tongue carefully tracing his lips before they parted in surprise. Your fingers were twisting in his black hair now as you pulled him in deeper. Your tongue massaging his, in a hot, slippery mess. 

 One of his hands rested on the side of your neck, keeping you to him, while the other was placed carefully on your waist. 

 This wasn’t enough though. You needed more. Carefully you swung your leg over his hip, maneuvering yourself so that you were now straddling him, your core pressing directly into his crotch.

 And that's when you felt it, a growing hardness that began pressing against you in your most intimate areas. 

 Kageyama ripped himself away from your lips, his expression dazed as he tried to gather his thoughts. “I-I’m sorry.” he breathed out. 

 You ignored him and carefully grinded your hips down against him, wanting more. A choked sound escaped his swollen lips, his hands darting out to grip your hips tightly, preventing you from moving further against him.

 “What are you doing?” he panted, his pants were incredibly tight like his chest as he struggled to catch his breath.

 “Let me.” You whimpered, tugging at his hands. “Let me help. Let me take care of you.”

 You scrambled out of his lap, his face confused and dazed as you settled yourself between his legs. Your hands gently ran up and down his strong thighs, you could feel the muscles flexing under your sweet touch. 

 “You want to sleep right? I’ll make you tired.” You whispered and started tugging at his pants. You didn’t know what came over you, but all you knew was that you wanted to see Kageyama unravel before you. You wanted to hear more of those noises escape his lips.

 “W-Wait.” he grabbed your hands, staring at you with wide eyes. “Are you… what are you -” “trust me.” you interrupted him, “I’ll make you feel so good Tobio, please?”

 The pleading that was escaping your lips made you feel a bit pathetic, but that feeling was overshadowed by the complete need to make him feel good.

 He stared at you for a bit longer before nodding, his hands released yours as you pushed his pullover up slightly, working his pants and underwear over his hips and then… fuck. Your mouth watered at the sight. His member contrasted beautifully with the hard lines of his lower stomach; the splatter of dark hair caused your stomach to twist pleasantly. Carefully, you wrapped your hand around him, the skin soft and hot beneath your fingers.

 Kageyama’s breath became more labored, coming out in short and quick pants. His eyes fluttering shut at your touch. 

 You stared in awe as you began stroking him up and down carefully, his cock pulsing in your hand. 

 You wondered… your tongue darted out, flicking softly at the swollen head, tasting the bitterness of the leaking precum.

 A strangled groan escaped Kageyama’s mouth, his hand shooting out to grab your wrist. Your eyes flickered up to look at him.

 Fuck. You had always thought that Kageyama was beautiful, but this time.... You wanted to burn that image of him into your mind forever.

 His eyes were half-lidded, the pupils blown completely, sweat stuck to his skin causing his hair to cling to his forehead. His cheeks flushed a beautiful red, his lips parted and swollen from his constant biting.

 He was perfect.

 You ignored the hand that was gripping your wrist and lowered your mouth further onto the head of his cock. He flinched, body shuddering as you started sinking down lower. Your mouth was like a furnace, hot and wet, Kageyama didn’t think he could get any harder than he was.

 “W-What are you doing?” he choked out, reaching to pull you off his member. “Y-You shouldn’t put that in your -” you started swirling your tongue against his head. He whimpered loudly, biting at the neckline of his pullover, muffling the sounds that started to pour from his lips.

 You started moving, slowly dragging your mouth up and down, your tongue dragging against the underside of his cock. You continued this movement for a moment, before increasing the pace, and sucking harder.

 His hips thrusted up in a short and tight movement, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. You gagged at the sudden touch, felt tears sting at your eyes, but it was worth it.

 His long fingers carefully reached down and dragged gently against your cheek, he was staring at you, pleasure contorting his face beautifully.

 “You’re so pretty.” he breathed out, his breath getting caught in his throat as you began flicking your tongue rapidly against his head now.

 “I… ngh… I’m not - not gonna last… l-long.” he stuttered out. His cock throbbed violently in your mouth, and then you began to feel thick spurts of cum hit your tongue, you hummed softly at the taste of him, easily swallowing his load down your throat. 

 Carefully you pulled your mouth off of his softening member, watching him as he struggled to breathe, his eyes were screwed shut still, his brows furrowed.

 “Tired?” you asked softly, your hand gentling rubbing against one of his locked thighs. His eyes fluttered open, staring at you in awe. He nodded softly before tucking himself back into his pants and adjusting his clothes. 

 He held an arm out to you wordlessly, your body easily tucking into his side as you guys laid on your bed. His scent wafting into your nose, causing your eyes to flutter shut, you were tired now too.

 “I think… now I’ll be able to win my game tomorrow.” he said quietly after a moment. 

 Your lips twitched into a smile as you pressed your face deeper into his chest.

 “Go to sleep Tobio.”

[colorseeingchick]

Valentine’s Affections (Kageyama, Oikawa, Kuroo)

I adore Valentine’s day! Love is in the air and chocolate is in my stomach. But for you and these boys? Well... it’s a lil more complicated than that. 

A/N: We are going to completely ignore the fact that valentine’s day was a full 3 months ago. Love is always in the air on this blog !

Warnings: Light swearing? Maybe? Lotsa fluffy stuff beware cavities. 

Kageyama Tobio

Kageyama stares hard at the vending machine in front of him. Now, this was far from a new situation he found himself in- he found himself in front of this very vending machine every single day. But the stakes were much higher this time.

Strawberry, or chocolate? Which would be a better gift? 

Early on he decided against chocolates, cuz it felt too obvious. He opted out of a note, cuz he wasn’t articulate enough for that. And for the same reasons a verbal confession was completely out of the picture. So here he was, in front of the vending machine, hoping you would accept his love, or at the very least, the milk carton as a token of it. 

He decides on the strawberry milk, because the pink carton color reminded him of hearts, so he was hoping his love message would be real clear!! 

As he approaches you in the gym, he feels the nerves stir in his stomach. You’re surrounded by the other first years, excitedly chirping at Tsukki and Yamaguchi while Yachi and Hinata jump up and down around you (for what reasons, who knows) now that clean up is over. The second and third years weren’t that far away either. But he knew he’d have to do this sooner than later. 

Kageyama stands pensively behind you at a slight distance, awkwardly shifting weight back and forth between his feet. Finally, he finds the guts to call out to you. “Y/N...san.” Alright, maybe it was more like a mutter. No one had heard him, but Hinata had noticed his presence. 

“Kageyama! There you are.” 

All eyes shift to him, including yours. The heat rushes to his face as he hides the milk behind his back. “Boke! What do you want!” He only gets redder as his eyes meet yours. 

“Y/N-san!” He yells a bit too harshly. But you don’t flinch, you just smile. “Yes, Tobio-kun?” Gah, your voice is sweet as always, and he doesn’t even know what to say. 

Stepping towards you, he essentially shoves the milk into your hands before turning around and marching out the door. 

You stare at the carton quizzically, while the boys in the gym collectively let out a heavy sigh. 

“Was that… supposed to be a confession?” Daichi’s disbelief was evident.

“He does that every day though,” Hinata comments, clueless. 

“But today’s Valentine’s day, there’s probably more to it, right?” Ennoshita curious.  

“Of course that’s the way that idiot would do it.” Tsukki is snarky as ever. 

But you don’t hesitate to run back into the club room, a determined look glued to your face. 

“Y/N san! Where are you going?” Hinata calls. 

“Let them be, Hinata. They have something to take care of.” Suga has a glint of amusement in his eyes. 

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Kageyama tries to calm down as he aggressively drinks his chocolate milk. But he’s jittery all over when you pop up next him. 

“Tobio-kun, did ya really think you could just throw me a box of milk and then split? On Valentine's day? Tsk Tsk.” You smile as you move to stand in front of him. Words are far from his physical capacity at the moment, so he opts to just stare at you instead.

“But by the way,” you pull the carton from behind your back in your left hand, and shake it in front of him, “Accepted.” He feels his heart melt in relief. You understood what he meant. At least he thinks you do. You always understood him somehow, even though he wasn’t great at communicating. 

“And also…” Your right hand appears now, a small box of cutely wrapped chocolates snuggly fit into your palm, “this is for you. Please, accept it.”

His eyes go wide in shock. For some reason, this was not what he had expected (though everyone else knew it was coming). His heart now swells with an indescribable feeling that he never wants to stop experiencing. 

“And this too... unless you want me to stop...” He doesn’t know how else you could potentially make him fall apart more than he already had- but he got his answer when your hand grabbed onto his collar and tugged him down to your height. You placed a slow and gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth. “Tobio-kun, I like you.” Yeah, his heart wasn’t ready for that one. 

Oikawa Tooru

“Thank you, Suki-chan!” “So sweet, Maki-chan!” “These are delicious, Haru-chan!” First period hadn’t even begun and Oikawa had already been swarmed with gifts. But despite the time he spent basking in the affections of his little fans, his eyes were trained on you, watching as you happily handed Iwaizumi a cute little box of chocolates. Oikawa saw how his best friend smiled, and he saw the way you buried your face into Iwa’s chest when he hugs you. He decides to ask you about it at practice. 

“Y/N-chan!! You know what day it is today!” 

“How could I forget when I see my favorite setter drowning in more chocolates than usual?” He ignores the unidentifiable tone in your voice and presses on. 

 “I saw you give Iwa-chan some~” 

“Yes I did.” 

“Sooooo~”

 “....so what?” 

“Where are mine?” 

“...I…”

 Iwaizumi steps in, his hand protectively grabbing your shoulder. “What’re you harassing Y/N for, Shittykawa. You got enough chocolates already didn’t you? No need to be greedy.” Your eyes are glued to the floor, but Oikawa just sighs and waves it off. 

“Sorry, sorry, Y/N-chan! I just figured your chocolates would be so tasty I was jealous Iwa got some~ but I’ll be waiting for them next time!” If only you knew, I would rather eat a single one of your sweets than all the other sweets combined.

He tries to forget the incident until he hears his doorbell ring at 9 pm. “Tooru! You have a friend who’s come to see you!” He’s surprised to see you waiting at his gate, face flushed, breath ragged, and hair ruffled.

 “Oikawa-san!” You say with determination. “Y/N...chan?” He walks towards you, confusion and concern clear on his face.

“Oikawa-san…” the confidence fading as he comes near. You look away from his face as you outstretched your hands, a cute, small pink box with a tiny bow on it in hand. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t give you chocolates earlier today….I just....” your hands retreat to your body, box still grasped. You look down at your feet once again, so you can’t see his eyes go wide. “I thought about making you some sweets yesterday but, I always knew you had so many fangirls and I didn’t wanna get in their way, or worse, make you see me as one of them… so I didn’t. I’m sorry. I, I didn’t consider you would feel left out. So I made these for you after school! Will you please accept them!” 

You look up at him finally, only to see tears streaming down his face. “Oikawa san? Are you okay? I’m sorry if I said something that-” 

“I’m sorry Y/N-san, I don’t know what’s gotten into me. But are they really for me?”

 “Mhm!” You hand them over, in anticipation of what he would do next. He opens the box, pops a chocolate into his mouth, and then smiles. 

“Just as I expected- it’s perfect.” He steps towards you once again, and wraps his arms around you, tightly. “You’re nothing like the rest of them, yanno. You’re very special to me.” 

Kuroo Tetsurou

“Happy Single’s Awareness day!” You sing-song at the boys standing in front of your gate, the sun peeking out over the horizon. 

“Just jumping over Valentines, then?” Kenma asks you, his face hidden in his switch. 

“Yep! Nope! Not for me~ don’t need a valentine!” You’re carefree as you stroll ahead of the two of them, hands thrown behind your head. “Giving Valentine’s are dumb. Right, Kuroo!”

Kenma takes his time to pull his nose away from his switch to let his cat like gaze fall on his best friend, who’s been awfully quiet this morning. He knows why. 

“Do you agree, Kuroo?” He asks, probing. 

“...Yep. What type of headass buys into Valentines-” He criticizes. 

Kenma knocks Kuroo’s bag with his elbow, his gaze transforming into a glare. You do, Kuroo. No chickening out. 

Kuroo’s grasp on the bag resting on his shoulder tightens, well aware of what he has to do. 

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After school was over and practice was done, Kenma got dropped off at home because he wanted to go home early, for some reason. So now it’s just you and Kuroo, laying on the hill by the bridge, bathing in the hues of orange and pink as the sun sets slowly. 

You stretch out on your back, relaxing onto the grass underneath you. “Man, did ya see all those idiots handing out valentine’s? So cheesy.” You close your eyes and pull your hands up to cushion your head, turning your chin up. Kuroo rests on his elbow, angled so that he can watch you as you talk, his hand scratching his head soothingly.

“ Who wants dumb chocolates anyways? You think these chicks would get sick of all the chocolates they get. Hmph.” He watches as your mouth twitches down, eyes squeezed tight. 

To be fair, both of you were acting...different today. Kuroo can read you like a book, and even how he can still pick out the unease you’ve been tryna hide all day. But his own nervousness and jitters keeps him quiet. 

As you both sit in silence, stewing in your feelings, Kuroo lets out a deep sigh. Now or never. You hear him rustle in his bag as he pushes something over to you. You open your eyes to see a small box by your shoulder with a cute lil cat sticky note pressed onto it- reading, “be Mine, Valentine? :3” 

You freeze for a second, processing what he pushed over to you. You look up at Kuroo, who’s now turned his back to you, sleeping on his side. 

You open the box and find a cute cat bracelet inside. “Kuroo?” 

“You’ve been trashing valentine’s chocolates for a while now- so I figured I’d get you something better. It’s cheesy, I know. Don’t “at” me.” He stays, turned away from you. 

You take your time to pull the bracelet out the box, letting heat rise to your face. 

“Did you do this just because…? To make me feel better, or-”

“Still a headass huh.” He finally turns around, and you’re glad to see that his own face is as red as yours feels. 

“Kuroo… do you, like me?”

“Damn, you’re gonna make me say it huh?”

“Yes.”

“Yeah I like you. Now hurry up and reject me so we can go back to being normal and I can get over my damn nerves. I hate not being myself.” He mutters as his lips twitch into a pout as he rests his bedhead into the grass, hands caressing his neck. 

You take a second before crawling over to him, watching him in silence. 

“You’re an idiot, too, ya know.” He peaks one eye open, to give you a questioning look. “Now help me put this bracelet on.”

“You like it?”

“I love it. I’m never taking it off.”

“You serious?!”

“Of course I’m serious.”

His Cheshire grin breaks out onto his face as he sits up, closing the gap between you two.

“Oh? Does someone like me back?”

“Yeah someone does. Now are you gonna help me or not.”

In that moment, you don’t think anything can compare to the sheer joy in Kuroo’s eyes as he carefully clasps the bracelet onto your wrist, wrapping his strong fingers around yours.

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[merakicharm]

SERENDIPITY

(part - 1)

Karasuno, along with the other schools in Miyagi, were having an exchange event for the benefit of their students, in academics. Almost all schools in the county were part of it. To be quite honest, most of the students were excited about it, keenly looking forward for the school assignments to come, so they would know which school they'd be assigned to.

The boys volleyball team of Karasuno were waiting for it too, with bated breath. Why, you ask? There was a reason, a reasonable reason. They were all hoping and praying for their blueberry eyed setter, who they knew would be fine wherever he went, as long as it was not Aoba Johsai. His old team mates from Kitagawa might just make things difficult for him, if that were the case, which was just what he did Not want, Ennoshita had told Suga firmly, when he'd called up once or twice, to ask about his ex-team's current state.

"You see, they may think that Kageyama is made of stone, but I beg to disagree. You and I both saw the first match of Seijoh against Karasuno, Suga-san. All it took to cut daggers through Kageyama's heart was that sleepy looking middle blocker's smiles. So I'd rather he not spend a whole damn month there and return to us with his spirit broken and shattered."

"Hmm, you're right, Ennoshita. But if Kageyama does get assigned to Seijoh, there's nothing we can do about it"

The current captain's lips curved into a soft smile, when he heard how his ex-senpai still said 'we' as if he were part of the team, even now.

"I know. I just hope Kageyama's luck holds. Honestly"

The conversation from two nights ago still played in Ennoshita's mind, as he led his team over to the noticeboard where the pin ups for the schools, his team would attend, would be written down.

Kageyama following behind Hinata and Tsukishima, tried hard, not to think about the chances of having to attend the same school as his ex friends and ugh ex crushes? attended. He prayed hard that his rotten luck would just be kind to him this one time.

Please! Just this time! Just this one time! And I'll never ask for anything! I promise!! he thought to himself.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned, startled, to find a reassuring looking Yamaguchi gazing at him. Kageyama nodded at him, silently thanking him. Yamaguchi nodded back, removing his hand.

Bless him, Kageyama thought.

Yamaguchi was one of those rare few, who could understand Kageyama's various silent gestures besides Hinata, Suga and Akaashi.

"OK, I'm going to read out the placements, alright?", Ennoshita's firm tone brought him back to earth and he payed close attention.

"Chikara Ennoshita - Johzenji"

As soon as he read it, the captain looked horrified. Attending the assigned schools also meant participating in the same clubs that you were in, back at your own school. Just thinking about Johzenji's lunatic team was enough to give Ennoshita a heart attack. But what he read out next, made him question his very existence.

"Yuu Nishinoya - Johzenji

Ryunouske Tanaka - Johzenji"

Surviving by myself with a bunch of madcaps was hard enough by itself, did they have to add madcaps from my own team to add to the injury?Ennoshita though rubbing his temples.

Noya and Tanaka were yelling and chest bumping and tribal dancing already.

"Alright you two that's enough", he said.

Who was he kidding?

A fearsome image of Daichi sprang up in his mind.

I really don't wanna do this but....

"I SAID, THAT'S ENOUGH!!"

Tanaka and Noya shut up immediately, while the others grinned.

"Moving on, Kazuhita Narita - Nekoma

Hisashi Kinnoshita - Fukurodani"

The two quiet players looked a bit doubtful, but nodded. Nekoma and Fukurodani were okay, and were actual havens when compared to Johzenji. Kenma and Akaashi would surely ensure that some semblance of peace reigned.

Now it was the turn of the second years. And almost everyone was looking visibly tensed for the ravenette. Even Tsukishima.

"Shoyou Hinata - Nekoma"

"Yayyyy", the ginger head cheered.

"Hitoka Yachi - Nekoma"

An enthusiastic Hinata high-tened a still shy Yachi, but she returned it with the same vigour, if not strength.

"Kei Tsukishima - Aoba Johsai"

Tsukishima smirked. Everyone knew what that meant.

Any one of those brats try to pull one on me, I'll make them pay.

For Kunimi and Kindaichi's sake, Kageyama hoped that the Seijoh team wouldn't be too stupid or brash around SaltBottle.

"Tadashi Yamaguchi - Sh.. Shiratorizawa...?"

Ennoshita looked up to gape at the green haired middle blocker who stared right back, before collapsing down.

"Tsukiiiii Ennoshita-san!! There's no way I can go there by myself!! Please spare meeee!!"

Ennoshita tried to calm him down.

"Relax Yams! You're not alone. Let's see....."

As Ennoshita's eyes skimmed through the contents, at a particular name he stopped and stared, numbly.

"Captain!?? There's no one right? I knew it! Tsukiiiii"

Yamaguchi's wails broke through Ennoshita's dismay, and he continued on till,

"Aha here we go. Kazehaya and Reiki are going with you"

The cheerful pair of libero and spiker, first years, Kazehaya and Reiki smiled soothingly at their soft hearted senpai. Of course they were nervous too, but then again, they were more excited than nervous.

Yamaguchi stifled his sobs, a little bit better now.

"Uh... Tobio Kageyama - Aoba Johsai"

Each and every person in the room turned to look at the boy currently cowering in his corner.

No.

No.

Please.

Not again.

I don't....

I don't wanna....

They hate me.....

[devilyn]

the process of falling | tsukishima kei

— alexa, play: she could be by lullaboy

Never had the heart to break yours Don't tell me that you're not an angel To find sunshine I need your help I can't do this all by myself

— synopsis: a memoir about tsukishima kei falling in love with you. — genre: pure fluff, best friends to lovers. — word count: 1.1k

Tsukishima rarely let people get close. It all tied into his image of being cold and a snarky asshole. But when you introduced yourself as his seatmate in his first year of high school, he somehow had a feeling you’d be bad news. No matter how cold he was to you, you’d smile brightly and hand him an extra pencil when you noticed he couldn’t find his. On days where he left his bag in the locker room after morning practices, you’d slide your desk closer so he could share your textbook. And during classes when he could barely keep his eyes open from practicing until late for competitions, you’d nudge him awake when the teacher called on him and whisper the answers.

Soon, you were walking home with him and Yamaguchi while letting them know your house was on the way anyway. Soon, you made yourself a part of his daily life, and he didn’t mind it as much as he thought he would.

You’d show up to his and Yamaguchi’s volleyball games even when Tsukishima told you not to come. Eventually, you even started popping by during his practices just to hang out with Yachi and Kiyoko. If he caught your eye in the middle of practicing his blocks, you’d flash him a wide grin and cheer him on. He’d always have to suppress his embarrassment, hissing for you to shut the hell up. 

The team even ended up getting used to having you there--you were a manager without the official label. You habitually began helping hand out water and towels, and providing encouragement. You weaseled your way into the team’s strange dynamic, and though Tsukishima would never admit it, he genuinely enjoyed watching you laugh at Hinata and Kageyama’s antics or conversing cheerfully with Nishinoya and Tanaka. 

It felt like you were truly a part of his family. 

His heart would swell up in ways he didn’t understand as the two of you walked home together, and his hand would bump lightly against yours. You never hesitated to playfully lace your fingers with his, even if he protested with red cheeks and tried to pull away.

He’s sure he fell for you before you ever did.

He knows he did. He decided he loved you when Yamaguchi performed his first jump float serve, and you tossed your arms around his shoulders with proud tears in your eyes after the game ended. Watching you cry tears of joy for your friend--it was the first time Tsukishima really thought, “yeah, I love that about her.”

You eventually pulled him into the hug as well, and while he was practically bent in half so you could pull your two best friends down to your height, he didn't mind.

He started seeing the small things that he didn't care much for before as things he now loved about you. When the two of you studied together, he noticed you'd furrow your brows when you were confused and lost. When you ate lunch together, he'd observe the way you habitually saved your favorite part of the meal for last. When his gaze was naturally drawn towards you during his practices after school, he noticed how you subconsciously cared for the team--reaching out for water bottles before his team members could even realize they were thirsty.

Tsukishima learned to love everything about you, and it shocked him how hard he fell. He was almost scared--emotions were foreign to him. Something as vague as love was terrifying, but he couldn't control how fast he was plummeting towards the ground. While his instincts told him to run away, he couldn't. Everytime he tried to, you'd send him a text that would subconsciously make him smile, or you'd greet him cheerily and his heart would stutter in his chest. 

Soon, he came to terms with the fact that he would, probably, never be able to stop loving you.

But eventually, he started recognizing the hints that you had fallen for him too.

Tsukishima likes to think that he was pretty good at hiding his feelings, but you definitely weren't. 

Now, everytime his hand grazed over yours unintentionally, he'd observe how flustered your expression would become while you slipped your hand into his. Now, when he turned to look at you during practices, he'd notice you'd already be looking at him, and you'd stammer and turn your gaze away to Yachi as if you were caught doing something you shouldn't be. And now, when the two of you went to try a new dessert shop on weekends, you'd instinctively reach out to wipe whipped cream from the corner of his lips, leaving him with red cheeks and you with a shy smile.

Three years passed by in a flash. He couldn't imagine a time before he fell in love with you--before you forced your way into his life and lit up his monotonous days.

When he silently lamented over Karasuno’s first loss, you were there. When he and Yamaguchi had their first fight, you were there. When he finally realized he was becoming truly passionate about volleyball, you were there. When he blocked Ushijima's spike and had to bandage up his bloody fingers, you were there--crying and clinging onto him while sputtering how proud you were.

He loved you. He couldn't even deny it. Yamaguchi teased him about the way his uncharacteristically soft gaze was drawn to you at all times, and the older members of his team wouldn’t stop asking when he’d ask you out. The two of you even ended up going to the same university, and you still spent practically every day together. As best friends.

He wasn't sure why he never asked you out, even though he knew he loved you, and you liked him. He was sure that, deep down, you already knew that he loved you as well.

But he couldn't imagine a life without you. At this point, he could only picture a future with you by his side.

“Kei,” you waved your hand in front of his face. “What’re you thinking about?” 

He blinked. His eyes trailed up from his textbook to your confused expression. Silently, he admired the way you furrowed your brows in concern--for him, and his uncharacteristically absentminded nature. His gaze softened, and his lips quirked up into a small smile.

“...hey, wanna go out with me?” 

[forthekags]

Number Nine

Kageyama Tobio X FemReader

Part 2

Read Part 1 Here

About: You were introduced to the Karasuno Boys’ Volleyball club during your second year. Yachi needed help after Kiyoko had taken her leave, so she asked you to join her. Although, it would have been smarter to look for a first year, but you were new and looked lonely. When you met the boys you were bit overwhelmed but they grew on you in no time. Kageyama was a little rough around the edges at first, he was awkward and couldn’t hold eye-contact. He was a blushing baboon for the first few days. He was sure to keep his distance but you only found it exciting and hilarious. Sure enough you two became friends from all your taunting and teasing. You’re about to enter your third year, and this was your make it or break it. You had to start thinking about your own future- and so did Kageyama.

A/N: Thank you for the support! And new follows! I’m glad I’m not the only Kageyama simp :) I also like creating shorts with random prompts, it gets the creative juices going. So if you have any requests or such, please let me know. And... uh hope you like this part. 

Cloudy Skies

Kageyama would never admit it but he kept thinking about that question. He answered truthfully but something bothered him about that. Not that it was honest but rather the answer itself. 

"Kags!" You screamed before the ball could hit him in the face, but he just snapped his head to you. The sound echoed in the gym and he fell backwards at impact. Everyone flinched and made a pained face but your eyes widened with worry. 

"I'm so sorry, Kageyama!" Tadashi bowed and apologized several times. He grew red in embarrassment and you would have teased him and called him cute if it wasn't for the growing red mark on Tobio’s cheek. You rushed over with Yachi along with Coach Ukai. 

"Come on kid, talk to me." Coach Ukai examined the bruise. It wasn't anything too serious but he knew it had to hurt like hell. Especially to a body who wasn't ready for impact. "Someone go get a bag of ice!" Yachi ran. 

"Don't say sorry to him, Yamaguchi, he was the one who wasn't paying attention." Tsuki pushed his glasses up even though they're his volleyball ones. A habit that hasn't died down. He was the only one who didn't step a little forward towards Kageyama. 

"Put a cap on your salt, Tsuki," you yelled. It surprised a few of the players with your sudden authority. Even Tsuki tsked quietly. 

There was little more venom in your words than usual, like a warning to back off. 

"Woah! Did you mean to catch that with your face?!" Hinata jumped to get a better look. "If it wasn't for Y/N, you'd have a bad nosebleed right now Kageyama!" 

"Can someone shut him up?" He groaned trying to get up to a sitting position. You shot a look at Shoyo that begged and ordered him to settle down, which he took quickly. Coach Ukai let out a sigh of relief when Tobio finally spoke up. You released a breath- one you didn’t know you were holding. 

Coach Ukai asked him a few questions to check how hard the ball hit him. He answered them as best as he could but you snickered when he couldn't answer any government related questions- although Ukai looked around to verify if it was wrong or right with other team players. He was okay. Okay as he could be. 

"Alright kid, take a break and we'll fill in for you. Get whatever is on your mind out, it's important that you find that focus again." Ukai helped him up and ushered him off the court. You grabbed onto his arm, in case he needed help with his balance, and led him to the sideline where you and Yachi stayed. Yachi came back with the ice pack and accidentally shoved it too hard onto Kags. 

"Ah!" He winced from the cold and the pressure on his bruise. 

"Sorryyy…. Here." She handed you the pack abruptly. "I'll go get a chair!" You watched as she ran and struggled to get a chair out. Hopefully someone will help her out. 

Kageyama leaned on the wall for support and winced again when he tried to touch his cheek. You swat his hand away-

"Hey!" He glared at you for a second but once he saw your worried look he glared at the floor. "You'd make a horrible nurse," he mumbled. 

However, he was taken by surprise when your fingertips made contact with his cheek. You grabbed his face and turned him to you so gently he wanted to flutter his eyes closed to rest a bit. It was then he knew that what he had said was a complete and total lie. 

You applied the ice to his cheek, careful with the pressure thanks to Yachi. You were close, almost as close as when you were dancing together. He could feel you- like a presence, it made sense cause you were right there. But it still felt weird to him. And for a second- but what felt longer- you were the only thing in his vision. Your soft smile of reassurance and your caring eyes and how they expressed more emotion than words. He even noticed some marks here and there that he could've sworn weren't there before… and yet he found them...he found them beautiful. Like they added to you being already perf-

"Does it hurt?" Your voice was low and gentle, completely different from when you used it at Tsukishima. You were worried he might be playing the pain down, so he can jump back into practice. You should've pulled him aside when he wasn't responding to Shoyo's usual banter. He was quiet, and clearly lost in thought but you assumed it had to do with volleyball. You expected him to be back to normal once he started playing. And once he was reacting slower and moving slower than usual, you realized he wasn't fully here. 

He realized you asked him a question after a moment. "No...no, the ice is working." 

You smiled in relief and let him take over the pack. You took a few short steps back and crossed your arms content with your minimal work. 

"See," you said confidently, "I might be a good nurse after all." 

Before he could agree, Yachi came rushing in with a chair. Kageyama took his seat without argument, a surprise to both you and Yachi. 

"Take all the time you need and then some, we'll be right over there if you need anything." 

"But don't let that go to your head, your majesty," you teased. He hates that nickname with a passion so there was always some sort of burst of energy. But all he could do was roll his eyes. It let you know that something was still bothering him, and that wiped away your grin. 

The rest of practice, Kags quietly stayed on the sidelines but watched the team with a sharp eye. It was weird of him to not want to continue playing, but you were also sort of glad he took time to rest. Maybe that ball did hit him a little too hard though… No- he said he was fine. Plus, if it was serious, Ukai would've rushed him to the nurse or something. There have been worse injuries in the team and Hinata has taken a few shots to Kageyama's head. So… he should be fine. 

During clean up time, Ukai told Kageyama he can head home early, instead he stayed and helped a bit then waited for you. After changing, he stood by the stairs and stared at something in the distance with his back towards you. For some reason you were nervous. Your foot wouldn't stop tapping or you would pull on your fingers and try to crack your knuckles. He was being annoyingly quiet, and that put you on edge, clearly. You thought Kageyama was a simpleton, he only thought about volleyball and food. But you liked that because you always knew what he was thinking. 

Until now. He's right there and he's quiet and he's not talking and he has almost no expression on his face and he's just not... here. Did someone say something to him? Was he upset? Or sad? 

You wondered all of this as you got closer to him, you thought he'd be too lost in whatever was bothering him to notice you but he glanced at you. 

"Ready?" He asked, tightening his strap. Once you gave him a small nod, you both started walking towards your house. 

"You sure you don't want me to walk you to your house? We don't have to study today if you need some time alone," you offered him. You didn't want him to feel obligated to go to your house. You told him during clean up he didn't have to, but he just ignored you by scowling Shoyo over some sloppy mopping. 

"Do you not want me to come over?" He looked at you from the corner of his eye waiting for your reaction. You just shrugged awkwardly and looked away from him. 

"It's not that, it's just you got hit and-"

"It's just a bruise, Y/N." 

You snapped your head back at him with a wild look. "Well yeah! You don't really get those!"

"Volleyball guarantees bruises, you know that." His voice didn't elevate like yours did, it was unbothered and didn't show any signs of caring. 

"What were you thinking about during practice?" 

He didn't respond. You thought he might be taking a minute to figure out his wording, like usual, but he was just straight up ignoring you. 

"Tobio!"

Nothing. He was giving you absolutely nothing. He just kept walking while you waved your hands like a crazy person. So you stopped walking. You would've let it go if he told you he didn't want to talk about or hell, even if he said it's none of your business. But not responding and obviously ignoring you!? 

He stopped and turned to you a few feet away. The sun was setting and the street lights behind you were turning on one by one. He noticed the thick clouds gliding towards you two, another rainy afternoon. 

"Y/N, come on let's go. I'm not getting stuck in the rain again." He looked tired, like the thought of arguing itself was draining him. You would've walked in silence, but you were a bit pissed off. Why? Why was his silence bothering you so much? Was he finally getting tired of you? Were you the one who said something? What did you say? If it bothered him so much, he should've said something! Or… was it the dance? Did you step out of line? But… 

"Tell me why you've been so quiet, Tobio." Your demand did little on his reaction. He sighed and placed his hand on his forehead, tired once again. When he just mentioned the rain again, you stomped your foot like a child. "Fine! Don't tell me and don't come over today!" You marched past him with your arms crossed over your chest. 

He felt a drop on his nose and heard the sound of the approaching rain. You were mad and it almost seemed like the rain followed your gloomy state. 

"You really don't want me to come over?" 

"No!" 

"Y/N, you're being ridiculous." That seemed to piss you off even more. So you quickly turned to scream almost a block away. 

"And you're being a shady idiot Kageyama! Since when do we keep secrets!" 

"Why are you so keen on knowing?!" 

"Because you're not being yourself! You're worrying the team and the coach and ME!" You pointed to yourself feeling a bit selfish without the guilt. 

“I’m fine, Y/N! Nothing is wrong!” 

“Then tell me! If it’s really nothing, tell me what’s been going on in that head of your Tobio!” You waited and watched as he physically restrained himself from saying anything. And you know it shouldn’t be such a serious topic or conversation, to be honest you thought this whole argument was childish. And yet, here you were acting like a child who wasn’t getting what they wanted. 

The silence hurt you for some reason. It was like he didn’t trust you, he didn’t rely on your comfort or need you to listen to him. He didn’t need you. 

“Fine. I’ll go home,” he said finally. You didn’t just feel a drop, you were immediately drenched in the rain. You watched him rush off through the rain while you felt something awful. 

An even more awful thought sparked when he was completely out of your sight. It was possible that he didn’t need you, but you knew for a fact that you needed him.

[fukurodaze]

you!

pairing: miya atsumu x fem!reader genre: fluff, an atsumu and reader meet cute!! word count: 2.1k warnings: light cursing synopsis: atsumu may or may not have developed a tiny crush on karasuno’s substitute manager.

requested by anon <3 aah i’m so sorry i kind of changed the plot slightly :))

special thanks to maddie @prettysetterakaashi​ for the beta <3

LISTEN TO: all about you - nct u

the first time you meet miya atsumu, he is seventeen, wearing his number seven jersey, and so ready to whoop your team’s (and, really, anyone else’s) ass.

the arena is much bigger than you had dreamed - much like the ones you’d seen on television - like the sendai gymnasium, but multiply it by four. it’s loud, overwhelming, and teeming of air-tight pressure. you swear you could almost hear it: the wavering heartbeats, the rolling cameras, the competitive atmosphere.

maybe you had overdressed just a little bit. turned your tracksuit into a stylish oversized-padded-jacket-baggy-pants-tight-shirt situation. (you absolutely blushed when kiyoko said you were pretty today.)

out of the crowd of volleyball players gathered before the opening ceremony, you spot a faux blonde tuft of hair and a loud voice accompanying it. he nags at one of his teammates as he stuffs his coat in his bag. 

broad back. sloped shoulders. the number seven.

“say, is that inarizaki’s setter you talked about from camp?” slightly motioning to the side, you ask your fellow first-year, kageyama tobio.

kageyama nods sharply, “yes. why?”

“yachi told me that if we win the first match, we’ll be up against them. i heard they were runner ups for the last interhigh,” you mutter, “whew, scary.”

and extremely handsome, you want to say.

there’s a pause, and you continue, “i mean, not that we’re guaranteed to win the first match anyways. it’s nationals...”

kageyama shrugs at your statement, “it’s nationals.”

you remember yachi had told you to have faith in the boys. 

so when you heard the whistle on game point announcing karasuno’s victory on the first round, you couldn’t help but mumble an ‘i knew it’ under your breath by the bleachers.

but as you cheered, yellow water bottles in hand, voice an octave higher, you swore you felt a pair of eyes that ogled at you from the second floor. 

your senses were correct - miya atsumu was wondering what kind of volleyball team had someone as cute as you in all of japan. 

“eyes on their plays, not the managers.” miya osamu’s hand lands square on his twin’s back, earning a surprise yelp in response.

“they’re not even playing anymore! they just won!” atsumu gestures dramatically, but he keeps looking your way. 

“well ya better keep yer eyes on the ball tomorrow-”

“-and YOU need ‘ta jump higher for our new quicks.”

osamu sighs, and as they hear their coach calling them down, the two leave the second floor balcony in rare silence. he figures his brother might have developed a little crush on karasuno’s substitute manager. it was always common for his brother to develop some kind of attraction to someone from somewhere far, yet the way atsumu’s staring so intently has him thinking he might actually want to do something about you. 

“you’re weird,” osamu snickers.

atsumu furrows his brows in joking offence. “-isn’t that, like, rude?”

atsumu wasn’t, isn’t, and will never be the kind of guy who loses sight of the ball. ever. 

he reckons his peripheral vision has widened for this match and this match only, seeing as he feels an extra pair of eyes on him.

for some reason, he feels the need to play around a bit more today.

his sets vary even more in tempo, he’s spiked more than usual, and he can’t stop moving. it doesn’t help either that inarizaki’s ten-point lead in the second set only fuels his playtime. anything to rack up some more points.

although he’s stuck with jump floaters, he thinks flipping off karasuno’s super libero is almost enough to make up for his lack of jump serves, so he savours every time he’s in the back right, ready to serve. 

he doesn’t mind the gasps that come out of your mouth when he lands a service ace, either.

and as the set point goes to inarizaki with a lead that just seemed so right, atsumu promises himself to come up to you once inarizaki wins. 

he knows he’s going to win. 

his shoes feel light on the rubber floor, like he could squat down and bend back and jump up all he wants. his muscles are working hard, and his senses are on point. 

when he looks around, seeing the teammates he knows can catch his sets and karasuno preparing their defense, his eyes instead flutter to you, in the corner on the benches, holding desperately onto two yellow water bottles. you’re wearing a normal tracksuit this time, but he still thinks it’s cute. 

he tries not to think of you between rallies. not about how he’d like to see you cheer for him when he crushes your team. not about how he’s found the perfect dinner spot near the gymnasium to take you out to after the win. not about the satisfaction he’ll feel after seeing little tobio’s defeat and your hand in his. (assuming that a first date involves holding hands - atsumu’s never been on one.)

so, with only the third set left to win, atsumu doesn’t bother asking what could go wrong. because he knows to make sure that nothing, nothing at all, will result in a loss for inarizaki. 

oh, how he was wrong. 

when karasuno’s frustratingly good first year duo blocks his ball and sends it plummeting to the edge of the court, atsumu knows that the whistle that follows means that this might even be the last time he sees you this year - and what if you’re not at nationals next year?

the sting of losing comes first as the usual shaking hands and lining up to bow commences after the game, and as he says some last words to his teammates and school, he catches sight of you hugging the team’s other beautiful manager. you have tears of joy threatening to fall out of the corners of your eyes, and he admits you look precious with the edges of your mouth upturned and your cheekbones raised in a victorious smile. 

he wants to see you like this with him. although he doesn’t know you at all, he doesn’t want to miss you; yet he can’t pinpoint why.

so after calling to hinata and telling him he’ll “set for him someday” (it was half-spite and half-promise, but it came out as a threat), atsumu’s gaze fixes on the back of the other side of the court at the benches where you are. 

“‘tsumu, let’s go,” osamu calls back at him, and it brings him back to reality.

except reality’s a loss where he doesn’t get to see you in his life ever again. and though he’ll accept the outcome of a national-level volleyball match, he knows he can do something to at least catch up with you - he’s still got a few days in tokyo, after all.

“ah screw it!” atsumu mumbles to himself, and begins to suck up his pride. what he’s about to do will be either extremely embarrassing or extremely endearing, he thinks.

he walks up to the karasuno bench where you’re at the side, packing up the water bottles in a duffle bag to carry. you’re squatting down, unseeing of him, until there are a few footsteps and the feeling of a person behind you. you turn around, and it makes you stand up quickly.

you look at the setter, bleached hair untoned and face oddly satisfying to look at. you had paid a little too much attention to him during the opening ceremony, and though you had suppressed the knowledge of his ogling at you from yesterday, you can’t help but feel your attraction to the setter worsen with him right in front of you.

“you. meet me at the entrance,” atsumu invites, and though his face is obviously burning red, something about his words make your heart pump a little too fast.

it doesn’t take much contemplation to figure out your answer is yes. yet, somehow, saying yes while your heart suddenly changes its pace takes a little bit more time than you thought.

you’re about to reply when you see osamu call his brother loudly, making atsumu’s eyes go wide in embarrassment. you stifle a laugh, and you give him a subtle nod, though judging by the way he runs like he’s chasing an out-of-bounds ball, you reckon he might not have seen you. 

again, you’re correct - atsumu thinks he’s just witnessed his own death, running fast at one of his only attempts at ever asking someone out. 

how does one ask someone out? is it, like, ‘hey, wanna go on a date’? or is it, like, ‘hey i like you and i think you’re pretty and i tried to find you on instagram but i don’t know your name’? he agrees with himself that it’s safer to say the former.

atsumu is pulled back to his team, embarrassment seeping through his senses from his asking out on top of that familiar sting of losing. he changes into his sweatpants and jacket in silence, backpack worn tightly around his shoulders as the rest of the team walks through the venue.

“'samu, have you ever been turned down by a girl?” atsumu tries his best not to sound like he’s sulking (he is).

osamu hums, “what did you do to karasuno’s manager?”

“ugh, not telling.”

meanwhile, burning excitement and far-fetched fantasies finally hit you. 

your heart now beats fast - maybe not as fast as when karasuno had anticipated atsumu’s serve, but still fast - and you’re not sure what kinds of chances you’ll get in the future. 

there is an internal debate: there’s no denying the mutual attraction, so why stop? you want to tell yourself that nationals is for volleyball and for you to fill in for your friend yachi, but his words repeat themselves in your head, and it’s only mere seconds that pass before you know exactly what to do.

you come up to kiyoko, and she replies with a kind hum. you ask, “can i go... uh, buy some souvenirs real quick? i’ll bring this bag with the water bottles with me.”

she looks around first, “ah, how long will you be gone?”

“not long.”

“well, the boys are going to change, so, alright. don’t get lost, okay?”

“okay!” your feet bring you out of the court area, and into the maze of the gymnasium. (you have no idea where you’re going.)

it makes you think; is this all worth it for the stranger miya atsumu? maybe. maybe not. but you’ve gotten the chance - might as well take it. 

there are things you whisper to yourself as you run around the foyer, unsure of which entrance he’d be most likely to meet you in, so you end up running to all of them. there are around five entrances total.

“this is so stupid,” is one of the things you whisper to yourself.

“he’s not even that cute,” is another.

“why couldn’t he just ask me out normally?” a sigh at the second entrance.

“ugh, but he’s... so good at volleyball,” a remark at the third entrance.

and finally, at the fifth entrance all the way at the back, “you!” 

that is when you spot that familiar tuft of untoned bleached hair, swept to the left, his maroon club jacket replacing his jersey. you hope you’re not seeing a mirage, seeing as he hadn’t looked back when you first exclaimed of your presence. 

your voice is louder and more embarrassing than his, “miya atsumu!”

now he looks. 

now he turns red.

you see his brother osamu with some kind of amused grin as you grab onto the setter’s club jacket, dragging him somewhere. you mumble an ‘excuse me’ to his brother, and he surprisingly nods.

when you drag atsumu into a secluded corner still inside the venue, his face is bright red like you remember it. you let go of his arm, and it makes you cringe to see how you had literally just pulled japan’s number one high school setter by his sleeve.

“what was that?” atsumu fixes his bag. he tries to hide his incoming grin.

“you- you told me to meet you at the entrance,” you fumble with the ends of your jacket, “so i did.”

“huh,” atsumu mutters, matter-of-factly. he sounds amused. he looks at you with a smile. “i’m glad.”

there’s a silence as he offers to carry your bag. you let him.

“i know this place near this venue, do you- do you want to go there sometime?”

your ears perk up - it’s exactly what you want to hear. now, there is no contemplation.

you inhale. “yeah. i would like that.”

atsumu takes a deep breath, and he smiles like a happy child. you tell him your full name, and he tells you his, even though he knows you already know it.

it turns out, the first time you really meet miya atsumu, he is seventeen, wearing his dishevelled maroon club jacket, and so not ready to miss you.

and thank god; he was definitely going to see you again.

[tsukishumai]

When He Realized He Liked You - Tsukishima, Kageyama, Hinata

TSUKISHIMA – 

When Tsukishima met you, you were standing next to the teacher’s desk and had your head hung low 

“Tsukishima-kun, science is one of your best subjects. Y/l/n-san will be taking the remedial test next weekend. Could you help them out until then?”

What was he going to do? Say no? 

“Thank you so much, I’m sorry for inconveniencing you – “ “I have volleyball practice after school, so meet me in the library an hour and a half before class starts if you want my time.”

He walked away leaving you to pick up your own jaw off the floor.

To his surprise, you were already at the library when he got there the next morning, a cup of coffee in both hands. You handed one out to him as he approached you, and he eyed it curiously.

“Here, I just wanted to lessen the chances of you being such a bitch in the mornings.”

After one tutoring session, it was very clear to him that you actually were pretty smart, and you were able to keep up with what he was saying

He gave you a practice test though, and when you gave it back he was like what? The? Fuck?

“We just went over this, how did you get it wrong?” “I don’t know! The wording was confusing?” “What do you mean? Walk me through your thought process.”

From that moment, it was clear to him that you were actually just a really horrible test taker.

He had spent the rest of the week teaching you test taking skills, and how to cope with your anxiety. You had spent the rest of the week making jokes, teasing him, and trying to get under his skin. 

The day of your remedial test came, and Tsukki actually showed up at your house? To walk you to school to your take your test? 

He gave you a little mantra to say when you needed to calm down and clear your head, and you found yourself saying it over and over during your test.

Your results came out and you passed! Hurray! You found Tsukishima standing by the school gates waiting for you, and you ran up to him with the biggest smile on your face.

“I passed! It was all thanks to you! Thank you, Tsukki!”

He congratulated you, and as you dragged him to the café by school to treat him for all his hard work, he tried to fight the gnawing feeling crawling up from the depths of his belly - one he recognized as disappointment, realizing he wouldn’t be sharing his mornings with you anymore.

KAGEYAMA –

You were a first year when Kageyama was a second year.

Yachi had cornered you in the hallway during your first few weeks at Karasuno, handing you a flyer to their Volleyball club.

You weren’t going to lie; you saw them on TV last year at nationals, so you figured it might be a fun experience. 

You had sat in on only one practice before you made your decision. Who wouldn’t want to be the manager of a team that exuded confidence and had so much talent, dedication, and inspiration?

Kageyama noticed all of the little things you would do for everyone on the team. He used to be the first one to show up to practice, but now he would come and he would find you there, setting up the net and rolling out the volleyball cart.

“Hey, Kageyama-senpai,” you would say, then run to your bag to grab a smoothie packet, tossing it to him, “Here, drink up! I wouldn’t want you to cramp.”

He was never good at communicating what he needed, but you seem to always know what he wanted to say.

“Wh-why is Kageyama-san glaring at me?” “Oh, he thinks that your footwork was too slow, and you need to work on your jumping.”

Whenever Karasuno had practice matches, you knew what Kageyama needed even before he did.

“My knee,” he started, and you already had put a tube of Icy Hot in his hands.

If Kageyama looked back at his last couple of years at Karasuno, all those memories would be stamped with your presence, always making him feel light and airy. 

After graduating, he had a really hard time adjusting.

Adjusting to what? He wasn’t sure. He was used to waking up early, used to going to practices, so why was he having such a hard time?

Later, he had went with Hinata, Tsukishima, and Yamaguchi to watch their Karasuno kohai at the Interhigh Tournament. He mentioned off handedly that he didn’t realize volleyball in college would be so… different.

“Why? Is it because you don’t have Y/N-chan around to coddle you?” “What do you mean? She did that for everyone.” “Are you fucking kidding me, Bakayama?”

He looked down into the court; he felt something tingle at the pit of his stomach when he saw you take your seat next to Coach Ukai, a spiraled notebook and pen in your hand. You looked up right then, and the sudden eye contact made Kageyama shudder. You smiled up at him and gave him an excited wave, and the realization hit him in that moment like a ton of bricks.

HINATA – 

You had been neighbors with Hinata Shoyo your entire life

You would always try to tell him to stop bouncing his ball around because it was so damn annoying, yet somehow you would always get roped into practicing with him?

He asked you to cheer him on during his first and only game in junior high.

And of course, you were the one to take him out for ice cream after he had lost.

The two of you had gone to different high schools, but it never changed your friendship.

“Aren’t you tired from coming home so late every night? You weren’t even supposed to be there,” you whispered to him over the phone when you noticed he finally got back from the Shiratorizawa training camp.

“Yes, but if it’s for Volleyball, it’s worth it.”

Hinata’s life was constantly changing, every year there was something new and something different, but the one thing that remained the same was you

Every time he looked into the stands, whether he won the game or lost, he would find you there.

Afterwards, you would take him out for ice cream. That was something Hinata could count on.

Until he was the one that changed. He jumped on a plane to Brazil, and even though he left with promises of messages and video calls, life will always manage to get in the way.

He was doing what he loves, and he knew this was the right path for him to take, so why did it always feel like something was missing?

Why was he always looking into the crowd, and only feeling sadness when he didn’t find what he was looking for?

What was he looking for? 

He made his way back to Japan, landed a spot on MSBY Black Jackals, and sent you a ticket to his first game.

He wasn’t sure if you were going to show up, you never responded.

But when he heard the loud and familiar “Shoyo-kun!” that always made his heart tighten in his chest, he let his eyes scan the faces of the crowd one last time before it landed on you.

There was an explosion in his stomach, and he could feel the warmth spread all the way to his toes.

He ended his debut game with a win, and when you came bounding down the steps, you didn’t hesitate to jump into his sweaty arms, and he held you so tightly, feeling everything he missed when he was in Brazil.

“Come on,” you said, “I’ll treat you to ice cream.”

[kuroken-lovechild]

How haikyuu characters would play genshin impact:

//featuring me nerding out about mbti types 😔

Karasuno

Hinata

As an ESFP he would probably choose his main based on who feels good to use

Quick movements, lots of jumping, strong = XIAO MAIN (probably finds the flashiness and edginess cool and enjoys the button mashing too)

would aggressively compete with kageyama on who can beat spiral abyss the fastest and with the shortest time

unfortunately they’re both not very good (initially because kenma helps him out after)

Would try to follows the plot but dialogue goes over his head

Does not understand stats other than attack at first

Wish impulse is real and never has any primos

would attempt to talk to every npc

Kageyama

META SLAVE

Has no idea what wishing/gacha is at first and builds his starters really well

Then he found out and currently mains Ganyu, Zhongli, Hutao for the big numbers

gloats about his first 5 star to hinata

Does not talk to NPCs at all and barely digs into the story

only there for spiral abyss and to make his characters stronger

Tsukishima

Didn’t wanna play until yamaguchi dragged him in to have someone to co op with

Appreciates the story and lore more than the gameplay aspect

Eula, razor (cv uchiyama kouki) main—easy to build, easy to use

Doesn’t care about wishing either

Got Eula by accident and now holds it over kageyama’s head

Has really good artifact RNG that it infuriates kagehina (gloats about it to fan the flame 😚)

Yamaguchi

he’s infp he chooses based on characters he likes 🥺

Diluc, albedo, ayaka main

(i can’t explain why I think he’d like those three, it just Makes Sense)

Co ops with tsukki and yachi, plays both dps and support

Spiral abyss makes him anxious but he pushes through anyway!!

Daichi

Starter team king 😩

Feels bad about switching his regular team out FJDFJDJJDDJ DAICHI

Probably a casual player though

Plays to coop with suga and tanaka but they carry him through domains

he’s trying his best

Suga

Mains based on whoever’s fun to play too!!

but enjoys more of a challenge

Childe main

Waiting for Scaramouche to drop hAha 🥲 and harbingers in general

Appreciates the plot and is very interested in lore!!

Diligently does spiral abyss

Doesn’t quite wish on impulse, but if theres a character he likes he’ll spend everything on their banner

Asahi

Does not play, got too scared (see: haikyuu ova)

Nishinoya

Rolls VERY much on impulse

Similar to hinata in that he also likes playing playstyles that feel good

Xiao and/or yoimiya main

(xiao because he’s short jk)

Probably raised Rosaria and planned to use her

Plot who???? we only care about world exploration and fighting in this house

Tanaka

wished for all the women, raised all the women, uses all the women

valid

Primarily mains Rosaria, ningguang and Lisa though

sorry beidou you remind him of his sister too much

waiting for signora like many of us are

Coops with noya and has INSANELY bad rng luck

Yachi

Also chooses based on characters’ personalities

gay, mains sucrose and jean

isfj child and probably feels bad about the underrated characters :(

uses amber, xinyan and qiqi too!

Raises all characters but hasn’t raised anyone to 90

Coops with yamaguchi and uses jean (as healer, support, damage dealer)

Talks to NPCs and sympathizes with their sad backstories

Gets too anxious to do spiral floors 9-12 too (mood)

Seijoh

Oikawa

Oh boy

this ENFJ 3w2 guy? you KNOW he’s gonna be the best

As long as it doesn’t clash with volleyball of course

Very VERY competitive in abyss

Has one character hed get attached to but doesn’t limit himself to using them only

Incredibly focused on team synergy, carefully crafts teams to bring out the best in each character

Tests best damage output too

But also he’d probably use meta characters and secretly raise the ones he actually likes?

Current fave: Yoimiya

Uses strong characters for coop but uses his faves for single player domains (or coop with iwaizumi)

Likes characters but surprisingly wouldnt be too invested in the plot

does not whale out of pride

Iwaizumi

Geo user

Uses characters he finds respectable in the storyline + hard hitters

Razor, klee, jean main but unaware of the family relationship

Sometimes uses beidou although her burst takes too long sometimes

Pretty casual player, only started because of Oikawa

Hanamaki

obviously he and matsukawa would make zhongli pillar dick jokes

Kaeya and beidou main (he thinks they’re cool)

Not that impatient to wait for bursts to charge or has a lot of energy recharge

whale

Matsukawa

……. Hutao main

funeral home

Would use qiqi and hutao together for the meme then grows to genuinely like qiqi

Saves up for a really long time then spends it all at once

Kindaichi

Doesn’t play much tbh

Offline for a week, comes back to do commissions for one day, leaves

Kunimi

Hed be pretty good

but lazy and forget to do dailies

then buy welkin moon instead

Focuses more on the story too rather than gameplay and points out loopholes

Mains whoever he has in his team with good synergy (like chongyun xingqiu xiangling)

Kyoutani

Rage quits 5 minutes in after hearing paimon’s voice 😔

Throws his phone at the wall

Yahaba

Simps for jean

Mains jean

Dedicated to dailies and spiral abyss

But doesn’t wish that much

Was the one who tried getting kyoutani into it and suffered the consequences

Nekoma

Kuroo

ENTP king raises a whole arsenal of characters for spiral abyss

I cant see him really getting attached to one in particular ?

makes zhongli pillar dick jokes every chance he can get

but also uses him for utility

Wants to try using a whole bunch of characters and wishes on every banner

But uses the meta ones with good team comps

sparks twitter debates with ….. interesting takes

“_____ is completely shit”

Kenma

OH BOY HES A GAMER GAMER

Whale whale whale whale

He’s tony to

Best synergy teams, understands the value of elemental mastery, REALLY values good supports, calculates possible damage numbers

Kazuha, zhongli, bennett, venti are a staple in his teams

Helps hinata and kuroo until kuroo teases too much by deliberately playing horribly

mildom and youtube streamer like murase ayumu

Appreciates story and lore very much too

Yaku

he’d LOVE the children

Probably would use characters that remind him of family members and friends

Klee, diona, qiqi, chongyun, xingqiu, razor, bennett

does spiral abyss but not obsessively

Lev

KENMA-SAN!!! LETS PLAY TOGETHER!!!

I’m sorry he would not know how the game works

Doesn’t do the ascension quests and gets stuck at AR 26 with 500k extra points

Thinks he’s amazing but it’s because he’s stuck at world level 1

I’m sorry lev ily but ……. its the truth

Tries pulling for everyone too and mains the first 5 star he got

(childe because he’s russian AKSHDKDHSKSHS /j)

Wants diluc and xiao because they look cool but gets Mona instead (doesnt understand how to use her)

Yamamoto

Also raises the women like tanaka but + kaeya

Lev complained to him about getting Mona while he’s wanted Mona for months

Not really a dedicated intense gamer EXCEPT for during those battle events

Fukurodani

Bokuto

WANTS THE STRONG AND COOL LOOKING 5 STARS

Eula, zhongli, diluc, xiao

but doesn’t know how to build either

doesn’t understand stats

would feel really bad for qiqi

Wouldn’t like signora for hurting venti :(

Wouldn’t like childe too :( until he plays the story quest and sees the ruin guard cutscene

then starts sobbing because of what a good brother he is

“AKAAAASSHI I wanna do that too!!!” then he dies

Tries to use childe but doesn’t understand the cool down management

Mispronounces and misspells tartaglia (タルタリア)

for more info on how bokuto plays genshin see Kimura ryohei’s YouTube channel ✨

Akaashi

the true childe main (just like me)

Uses characters based on utility

but mains whoever reminds him of bokuto FJDHFJFJDKSJ

Very good supports but unlike Kenma, he chooses and builds supports around his main

also uses very good supports so people won’t realize he’s using childe for the cv kimura ryohei (everyone knows anyway)

Literature nerd appreciates the plot, writing and deep lore too

Konoha

Tries pulling for everyone but has REALLY bad luck

Has really good characters but never the one he wants

loses all 50/50s and has a c4 qiqi

Ends up maining qiqi as dps

sorry konoha i didn’t mean to slander you

Shiratorizawa

Ushijima

does not know how to play or build

Uses whoever he has (aka starters)

Only plays because tendou downloaded and made an account for him

Doesn’t know how to ascend characters or farm

Forgets about talents (me)

Weirdly good RNG and doesn’t realize it 😩

“Let me look at your account wakatoshi-kun”

“Sure”

“You didn’t tell me you had 6 of jean’s Stella fortuna???”

“What’s that?”

Tendou

this man pulls for the seiyuus

Mains childe, hutao, mona for 5 stars

childe and hutao’s instinct based quickswap playstyle works so well for him!

jokes about cosplaying mona then actually does

Knows how to build, grinds, and manages ushijima’s account for him

Probably whales too

Shirabu

Meta meta meta meta

But f2p meta

Loves setting up reactions

More into the lore too and researches theories

Remembers actual names of boss drops

Semi: so how many of those buttplugs do you have again

Shirabu: 💢stop calling them buttplugs, they have actual names 💢

VERY diligent with battle pass, dailies, achievements and spiral abyss full stars

Until he //SPOILERS gets into med school and has no time for shit

Inarizaki

Atsumu

Would have a crush on a character I just know it

Invests heavily on his faves and is great at utilizing each of them

fussy . complains about a certain unit and how they can improve

or complains about how the game can improve to osamu

Osamu: yer just saying that cuz you couldn’t get a high score

Archons main (already saving for the tsaritsa)

Wouldn’t have a main dps but several hard hitting supports

Whale and falls victim to the weapon banner

Osamu

More casual player than Atsumu but still tries to get higher than him in events and spiral abyss

If atsumu’s a whale, osamu’s a dolphin

Great at dodging

Catalyst user!!

Mains ningguang, klee, yanfei + other catalyst supports

Also uses keqing

Kita

the man appreciates routine aka VERY diligent with dailies, battle pass, farming

“if you do things properly results will follow” or whatever quote he said ✨

Starter team but raises other characters for abyss

Reads dialogue and appreciates the plot

Barely gachas

Aran

will defend TO THE DEATH the underappreciated characters

Has empathy for noelle 🥺🥺

Noelle, Barbara, xinyan, bennett, children user 🥺

Talks to every NPC and loves the backstories and lore

also would feel really bad for qiqi

Suna

Uses the tall men and women and builds them all as dps (childe zhongli diluc kaeya beidou ningguang jean lisa rosaria eula)

He’d probably make a support character a dps tbh

Disregards team synergy for the shits but somehow manages to do domains and abyss

Itachiyama

Sakusa

c6 everyone

leaves

[pridewon]

@pontevoix​ (cont.)

Tsukishima is many things - but Tsukishima is never cruel. Never intentionally, never for anything more than a joke; Yamaguchi knows this, and he knows that statement holds perhaps even more true when it comes to him. Hell, the most cruel thing he remember Tsukki doing to him is vaguely threaten to lock him up in the changing room if he didn’t hurry up. 

Yamaguchi tries to remember this, as he freezes by the gate to his family home’s garden, with Tsukishima standing in front of him. Yamaguchi has been trying to remember this for the past year or so.  But cruelty is perhaps sometimes worse when it is unintentional.

First they had texted daily. Then every other day, then sporadically. It was not anyone’s fault - life gets in the way, adulthood pulls people apart and forces a distance that takes more effort to bridge. But there is sporadic, and there is sporadic; Yamaguchi remembers all too clearly the sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach every time he would check his phone, see that his last text had gone without reply for a week; the flare-ups of anxious thoughts he’d desperately try to keep under wraps because was Tsukki okay? Had he done/said something wrong? What was he missing? 

One week had turned into a month, and then - And then, the texts and calls had stopped altogether. 

Just like that Tsukishima had erased himself from his life.

It’s a strange thing, attempting to... mourn a relationship. To grieve for something as intangible as a bond -- and for something that has no resolution. Tsukishima disappeared without an explanation, and Yamaguchi had spent the past few months coming up with his own to fill in the gaps. He had to, for his own sanity; and for whenever Yachi-san, Hinata, whoever would ask ‘by the way, how’s Tsukishima doing? haven’t heard from him for a while!’ before falling into awkward and slow realising silence when Yamaguchi would be forced to say... he didn’t know either.

And now Tsukki stands here, like he’s never vanished; and Tsukki tenses up and bows down like he knows he has vanished; and the sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach robs him from his breath and voice just long enough that he doesn’t have the time (or voice) to tell Tsukishima he doesn’t need to bow to him. 

Tsukki says whatever you do is enough, Yamaguchi. Yamaguchi finds it a little hard to believe, no matter how much he wants to. Tsukki says it wasn’t intentional... and Yamaguchi believes him.

Doesn’t make it any less painful. And half of Yamaguchi tries to convince himself that it’s his problem, not Tsukki’s. The other half is too busy... processing. Stuck in a loop of his own making that Tsukki’s sudden return abruptly derails. There are a million questions wrestling for priority of Yamaguchi’s tongue: Where were you? What happened? Are you okay? What do you want from me - this one has slipped first, clumsy and ripped from his mouth and rough around the edges. And now...

“... I was hoping it wasn’t the case.” Maybe soon enough it will be a comfort. Right now, it’s hard to think of it as such. Yamaguchi... isn’t exhauted. He’s wounded, and he’s been quietly bleeding out for months and he fears the slightest misstep will mak it worse even as it looks like help has finally arrived.

Yamaguchi’s hand is on the gate’s handle, and he stares at it hesitantly; before he takes a deep breath that doesn’t feel like it carries any air at all. “Mom’s not here today. Maybe we should --- talk inside?” A plea wrapped in a question; he begs while giving him options. “Look, I know you don’t like talking about this stuff, but... I need to -- just this once. I need to understand.” Because clearly, telepathy had only half worked this time; and while it is a relief to see him, a relief to see him here, in front of him, talking and animated and slightly changed since they last met... he needs more. There are months of silence to make up for.