#I'll start with Bokuto's part today

[osamusriceballs]

Kinktober Day 11 <3

Tsukishima x sensory deprivation

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 1,1 k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day

"Come on, just let me take off the blindfold."

You sigh and wiggle your wrists in his grasp, only for him to snicker amusedly. "I feel like you don't fully understand the concept of sensory deprivation. The blindfold is essential for this." You can hear him click his tongue at the end of the words, feigning annoyance while he answers. "I know, but isn't it enough that you're chaining my hands to the bed?" As a cue, he wraps the silky tie around your wrists, tight, but far from painful, expertly tying the knot around your hands.

"I don't think so." He squeezes your cheeks, and you try to protest but the words come out as nonsense. "Just be patient for me. Can you do that?" You feel him shift his weight on the bed, his lips now at the shell of your ear when he whispers the words. A shiver runs down your spine and you quickly nod- maybe a bit too eager because he is quick to release a mocking snort.

You hold your breath when you feel his hands on your body, his thumbs rubbing the material of your blouse above your collarbones. Goosebumps form on your skin, his touch warm when his knuckles brush against the swell of your breast as he starts to unbutton the fabric. His hands roam around your stomach, to the cage of your ribs, just barely grazing along the fabric of your bra as soon as he has finished unbuttoning your blouse. Anticipation rushes through you, your body ever so sensitive to all of his touches while you tried to predict where he is going to touch you next. No words are exchanged when you feel him pulling back, leaving the bed for good.

"Kei?" you ask hesitantly, hearing him shuffle around and arranging some things. "Hmm? You good there?"

"Yes- but come back, Kei. Don't make me wait." You know that you sound desperate, but you can stop replaying different scenarios in your mind when you're tied to the bed like this. He clearly enjoys seeing you go crazy with anticipation. A few more moments of him arranging and rearranging stuff that feel like an eternity to you while you can't see, and you feel his weight dipping down the mattress again.

He's close.

You can't see him, but you can feel him. Feel his presence right next to you, his even and deep breaths, his smell- all of your other senses seem to tell you that he's close. Your body jolts when you suddenly feel his breath on your neck, softly breathing against your skin. "You look so pretty like this." A ragged breath escapes your lips at his words, the sudden softness in his tone adding to the intimacy of the moment.

A sudden cold sensation on your bare stomach makes you squirm. You hadn't noticed that his hands have been busied with something else, and when he presses it harder against you, you whine, feeling the cold wetness drip down to your navel. It lingers a few more moments on your skin, causing you to gasp at the freezing sensation, goosebumps forming on your skin already. You hear an almost metallic sound when the coolness disappears and he puts something away.

"Ok. Tell me what that was." His voice sounds teasing, a smirk adorning his lips for sure. "An ice cube," you reply, trying to sound neutral and put together. "Hmm, really good. I think you deserve a little reward for getting this one right." His lips travel down your collarbones, softly sucking and nibbling on your skin, causing your head to fall back and your toes to curl. His fingers hook into the cups of your bra and pull the fabric down, just enough to free your tits. His tongue softly glides over one of your hard buds, swirling and sucking just enough to make you clench your legs. He pulls back way too soon, your other nub aching for attention too. "Can you guess what's this too?" A soft and light sensation meets your neck, moving along your jaw and down your throat.

You wiggle even more in the ties when the tickling sensation doesn't stop, the soft caress going down to your collarbones, sending shivers down your spine when you can't anticipate where he'd touch you next. "And?" He sounds smug at this point, clearly satisfied when he sees how much you squirm.

"A feather." You sound breathless for sure, but it's simply the effect of the feather now tracing along your exposed breast and moving down your stomach. "You're so good at this, darling."

You ball your hands into fists when he brings his lips to your chest again, replacing the feather with his lips and giving your nipple a soft bite. "Kei-" the sensation so unexpected to you that you moan his name, the sound echoing through the room in a way that makes you burn in embarrassment. "Hmm, what is it?" he answers with his lips still attached to your skin, his voice barely a whisper in the room. "Feels good." Your head is thrown back into the pillows, your back arching your chest into his mouth.

"I'm sure it does." He pulls back, much to your disdain. "Are you ready for the next one?" Tsukishma moves further down, your body jolting when his hands open the button of your pants, slowly pulling them down your legs. You shiver when you're basically lying in front of him in your underwear, a hot wave of need rushing through your body when he hooks his fingers in the hem of your panties. Heat rises to your cheeks when he removes your panties as well, not saying anything, instead, you're only met with nerve-wrecking silence.

"Kei? What are you-" a surprised moan leaves your lips when you feel a soft sensation between your legs- his lips without a doubt, pressing kisses to your already wet folds. Your muscles tense and you involuntarily try to reach for his head, only to be restricted by the tie. His tongue licks along your folds, his nose brushing against your clit, and he has you moaning his name with these few touches already already. The wet noises of his kisses fill the room, your breaths uneven when he pushes his tongue unexpectedly in your entrance. "Oh god- Kei- so good-" you whine when he picks up his pace, licking inside of you with no mercy until he has your thighs clenching around his head. "Yeah? What feels good`? Tell me, darling. Can you guess?"

"Your tongue-" you whine when he rewards you with extra attention to your clit, sucking on the sensitive nub and toying with it with his tongue. Your body is burning from his touches already, eager for more, eager for him to fuck you like this-

"You're so good at this." He presses one last kiss to your pussy, and you feel his weight shifting on the mattress, knowing exactly what he will do next when you hear him fumble with his belt.

"I think you deserve another reward."

[zentriii]

the bokuto fic is at 7.3k words (i did 1000 words today apparently??) and ahaha. i've organized it into five parts, i'm only 1.5 parts done. i'm mildly terrified

[tetsumie]

"𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘" 𝐏𝐓 𝟐

read part 1 here!

pairing: kuroo x reader & bokuto x reader

genre: hurt/comfort

content: the boys call you clingy but they don’t mean it

a/n: hello ahhh it's been awhile since i've posted but i'm trying to get back into the habit of writing again! someone in my inbox had requested me to add bokuto to this list so i tried my best but i hope you all enjoyed this and feel free to stop by my inbox to leave a comment, tell me your thoughts, or just lmk how it's going hehe :,)

kuroo tetsuro

"i'm home," a mumble echoed out into the empty living room.

at the sound of the door opening, you make your way out of your shared bedroom to greet your overworked boyfriend, kuroo.

"hi baby," you replied with a tired smile on your features.

the door closes and kuroo slides off his slacks, loosens his tie, runs his fingers through his hair, and sighs in exhaustion.

"hey."

"have you eaten dinner yet?" you start to ramble. " i can warm up dinner and we could maybe share a meal together?"

"we haven't spent much time together in a while so you know.. i was just thinking... we could do something small together?"

you continue to ramble about how you spent all evening trying a new recipe you saw on tiktok that really fascinated you.

but kuroo is not having it.

all he wants to do is just go to bed and forget the past couple shitty days he's had at work. today, especially, was stressful considering how nothing had gone his way and the higher ups just wouldn’t stop giving him a hard time.

he kept his frustration, tiredness, anger all bottled up for the past couple days and they were all about to boil out.

on top of that, your constant rambling isn't helping. you keep talking and talking and talking and his mind is beginning to get cloudy and his anger is about to boil over.

his voice rises and he finally speaks, "god y/n.. can you just shut the fuck up and stop being all up in my space? you're so fucking clingy just leave me alone."

oh.

you mouth shuts up mid sentence and you're looking down at your feet, too embarrassed to even look him in the eye after hearing his true feelings.

"sorry, i just wanted to spend some time and talk and relax with you..." your voice goes quiet. "you've been out really late for the past couple days so i was just hoping-"

however, kuroo's outburst isn't over yet. if anything, your little comment voicing your concerns seems to have make him a bit more upset.

"yeah, i've been out late because of how suffocating it is here at home with you. god, it's like you just can't take a fucking hint! just leave me the fuck alone!" he says and your eyes go a bit glassy.

"r-right," you say as you're turning around so he doesn't see the tears forming in your eyes. "sorry, i'll respect your wishes and give you your space."

seeing your hunched figure walking away brought him back to his senses.

what the fuck did i just say to them? oh my god.

"y/n wait i'm sorry-" he begins but is cut off.

"kuroo, i think you've said enough tonight."

the sound of his last name coming out of your mouth leaves a bitter taste in his mouth and he knows he's fucked up immensely. the door to the bedroom closes, indicating that you're clocking out for the night and you can't deal with this conversation any bit longer.

kuroo sits himself on the couch with his head in his hands, shaking his head.

what the hell did i just say to them? it's not even their fault... i just... how the hell do i make it up to them?

kuroo walks to the door and places three subtle knocks on the door, begging for permission to enter. he's greeted with no acknowledgement or response.

he turns the knob and to his surprise it opens. there, he sees you fast alseep in your comforter in a fetal-like position. he goes into the closet, changes into his pajamas, and immediately climbs into bed.

he brings you close to his side of the bed, specifically putting your head on his chest. he begins to stroke your hair and places gentle kisses on your head, mumbling soft "i'm sorry's" and "i love you's."

he's praying to whatever deity out there that this would blow over by tomorrow morning or something.

but kuroo wakes up the next morning to his worst nightmare: you're not in bed with him. he feels his blood run cold and he's running the worst case scenarios in his head.

he rushes out of the bedroom to see that you're nowhere in the apartment. he sees a bright colored post-it note stuck on to the fridge with a note scribbled in your handwriting.

"i'm staying at a friend's house for the next couple of days. i just need time to think for a bit. there's some leftovers from last night in the fridge so make sure you eat those.

love u always, y/n"

kuroo's hands shake as he's holding your post-it note.

of course, they'd leave. i treated them like shit and hurt them so badly of course they want to leave. but even after everything, they still love me… i don’t deserve them.

kuroo begins to spiral and the next couple of days aren't any easy for him.

every attempt at texting or calling you has lead to no response. he goes to sleep without you next to him, holding back tears every time. every morning without fail, he pats the vacancy next to him in hopes that you'll be there but to his demise, every time, you're not. work feels even more lethargic than usual. before, he used to look forward to coming home to you but now you're not even at home so what's the point in even trying. counting down the hours until he gets to leave his cubicle has become futile.

i just really want them back. please come back home.

but when he comes home from a pain achingly long day of work, he doesn't find you and his mood plummets even more.

that is until one day, kuroo is able to leave work early where he comes home and hears the familiar noise of the coffee maker brewing. his eyes shoot up from his slacks to look over at the kitchen where he sees you in all your beauty, fidgeting with the knobs on the coffee machine. your eyes both lock and you immediately look away.

kuroo thought you were gone for good. and the fact that you were only a couple feet away from him made his heart swell and his eyes water. there's so much to say but his not a single word is escaping his mouth.

"you want some coffee? i just started a new batch," you finally say to fill up the silence of the room.

he gulps, "sure yeah."

you grab a coffee cup and pour him a fresh cup of coffee and slide it to him across the kitchen counter, avoiding getting too close to him.

too nervous to even touch his drink, he begins to address the elephant in the room, "y/n, i'm so sorry for what i said that night. i had no right to speak to you in the manner."

"it's okay," you say in a curt manner. "i get it."

he shakes his head and tries to get closer to you to convey his feelings but is stopped when he sees you take a step back. his heart cracks.

"no it's not okay sweetheart. i've been so busy with work and i just got super overwhelmed with everything and-"

"kuroo, you know you don't have to make any excuses right?" you interrupt his train of thought.

he's confused now. "excuses? y/n what are you even talking about- "

"just end it with me already... i know you want to," you say, looking down at the fresh cup of coffee in your hands. "you made that very clear."

his world freezes.

the world becomes completely silent.

his mouth is slightly open, caught off guard. he doesn't know what to say.

however, you interpret his silence as him putting down the excuses finally and admitting that he doesn't want to put effort into this relationship with you anymore.

hell, he doesn’t even want this relationship with you anymore.

"right, if you won't i will so it's easier for the both of us. i think we should-"

"don't you dare finish that fucking sentence," he moves close to you all of a sudden and his familiar lingering cheap cologne smell takes up your senses. the gears begin to click in his head before you can respond to him.

kuroo's arms envelop you in his embrace. "i want you. only you. i'm sorry i made you think otherwise."

the tears you've been holding back for the past couple minutes standing in front of him overflow and you feel like the world is about to end.

you push kuroo off you slightly. "i know you've been busy with work and i just wanted to spend some time with you. i never meant to come off as clingy but clearly you thought so so-"

"i'm just a complete douche,” he interrupts. “you were trying to help me out and make me feel better and i was so caught up with work, i couldn't appreciate that."

"i never want to ever make you feel that way again. you never deserved to hear any of that from me and everything i said couldn't be far from the truth. your presence has never been a bother and if anything, coming home to you is the best part of my day.”

“i shouldn't have let my emotions get the best of me and i'm so sorry that it did and that i hurt you in the process. i hate that i’m the reason behind your tears and i’ll do everything to make it up to you to show you how much i love you."

the tears from your eyes continue to flow and he delicately wipes every single one from your eyes kissing your cheek every time without fail.

"are you sure you don’t find me suffocating? you said that you hated being home with me though so i just thought-" you start to say.

"i will spend my entire life reassuring you that it isn’t true. i promise you are never suffocating me and your presence never fails to make me feel better on a shitty day. i will do anything to regain your trust and faith in me,” he adamantly speaks with his hands in yours.

hearing his determined resolve, the tears flow even more.

"i love you so much, tetsu."

"i love you too baby," he smiles and delicately kisses your lips. "now let's go out. how do you feel about going out for dinner? i’ve got a lot of making up to you to do."

"i'll never say no to that."

bokuto koutaro

the msby jackals lost 2-0 sets and the entire team was taking the loss hard but no one as hard as bokuto.

"bokuto-san, what do you think went wrong today's game?" an interviewer asks with his notepad out, scribbling notes.

"er, uh, well, today was just a rough day and i had a tough time keeping up with the opponent's plays today... it just was not a good day."

"i have one more question," the interviewer asks.

"go ahead," he gruffs out.

"you are known for your infamous line shots especially during deciding moments of the game. you missed multiple of these shots during today's game. were you distracted during this game? is it because of your new relationship status or were-"

bokuto is now riled up. who the hell does this interviewer think he is to corner me and bring in my personal life???

"i'm leaving, fuck this shit," he spits out, trying his best to maintain his composure.

in frustration, bokuto storms out of the press conference room, slamming the double doors, heading towards the locker room to grab his stuff but is stopped by you, running after him.

"kou! wait up!" you say from a distance and he stops in his tracks to look at you. he's still internally raging from the provocative behavior of that interviewer and he feels like he just might lose it.

"what do you want," he says in an aggressive manner that catches you off guard.

you’re aware of the recent loss of the msby jackals. you know that's probably taking a toll on his confidence as a player so you're trying to be as supportive as you can.

"you wanna come back to my place? i was thinking we could watch that one disney movie you like and we could bake something together too? what do you think?"

"why do you always want to fucking hang out?" he says in the lowest tone of voice you've ever heard from him.

it sends shivers down your spine.

"huh?" you're just confused at this point.

"why are you so fucking clingy all the time? it's always 'kou come over!' or 'kou let's watch a movie!' or 'kou let's take a nap together!' like don't you fucking get that i have a genuine career that i'm working really hard to be successful in?"

so that's what he thinks of me.

"i know you want to be a pro volleyball player and i want to support you the entire way. i was just trying to be there for you and help you relax..." you trail. "i get today was really rough for you.."

"that's the thing you don't get it, y/n!" he says exasperatedly. "if you did want to be supportive for me and my career, then you would stop being so all up on me and give my space!"

he walks into the locker room, slamming the door, shaking you up.

in defeat, you begin to leave the stadium with tears brimming your eyes. as you get in your car, you put your head on the steering wheel and suddenly, the tears start to stream out.

"i'll give him his space. i'll just stop everything. i'm nothing of importance to him or his life so it's best if i just stop." you convince yourself.

bokuto, on the other hand, is in the locker room, holding back tears of frustration as he punched one of the lockers.

fuck, what am i even doing right now...

"bokuto-san! let's head out for the night," shoyo's voice can be heard before he can be seen in the locker room. "we're gonna go get drinks and dinner at that new barbecue place that opened up."

he looks up from the bench and smiles at shoyo along with the rest of his teammates that are nodding along in support.

"yeah, sure. fine with me," kou responds with a small smile on his face.

as bokuto and the rest of the jackals are out and about, he keeps looking at his phone in hopes of getting a message or something from you but you're completely radio silent after the spat between the two of you.

he knows you both had a disagreement but he thought you knew that he was just frustrated and upset with the game. he didn't think it was a reason to just go silent on him.

he sends a text to test the waters.

kou <3: babe, we're good right?

he puts his phone down and engages back in the dinner with the rest of the jackals.

an hour has passed yet still no response. it's starting to make him fidgety so he decides to spam you.

kou <3: hello?

kou <3: baby wya???

kou <3: where is the loml at :((

kou <3: BABYYYYYYY

kou <3: POOKIE PLS TXT ME BACK :(((

y/n is typing...

y/n: sry i was getting ready for bed.

you sounded distant. you clearly were upset but was it still about the argument? c'mon you knew he didn't mean what he said... right?

kou <3: ITS OKAY BABY! can i come over? i wanna spend the night with u :,)

kou <3: i miss you

y/n: maybe not tonight... i think it's best if we're by ourselves for a bit

bokuto's hair significantly drooped down, seeing as how he got rejected to hang out with you for the night.

as bokuto heads over to his apartment for the night, he stares at the bedroom ceiling with his thoughts. he misses laying next to his baby. that's when he starts to replay everything that went down between the two of you.

he genuinely can't figure out what went wrong.

he prays that this whole thing will just blow over by tomorrow because he misses you incredibly and just wants to spend time with you.

unfortunately to his demise, you kept shutting down all of kou's efforts to come over. you refused to pick up his calls, resorting to half assed texts.

this whole argument was festering and bokuto had to fix it immediately.

you, however, want nothing more than to spend time with your boyfriend but his words kept running through your mind on loop. anytime you would be sitting alone with yourself, his words kept playing themselves on loop in your brain, making you overthink the post couple months you’ve spent together.

has he always thought of me as clingy? have i always been a bother to him? have i always been super annoying in his eyes?

that was until you heard a knock on the door.

you open the door and see kou standing there in a hoodie and a pair of khakis with a large bouquet of assorted flowers in his hands. his eyes lock with yours while yours widen in surprise.

"k-kou! what are you doing here?" you say in surprise.

"what, i can't see my partnet now?" he retorts lightheartedly. "let me in."

too stunned to even reject him, your hand inherently finds its way to the knob, widening the door so bokuto can fit through into your apartment.

he tries to hand you the flowers but you stand there, hands refusing to move from their sides. "c'mon babe, i got them for you! do you not like them? man, i knew i should've gotten the roses instead."

"no no! thank you so much kou.. i'm just surprised that you even got this for me..." you trail off looking away from him.

he sets the flowers on the kitchen counter and tilts his head in confusion. "what do you mean, y/n?"

"listen, i know you don't really like spending time with me and that you feel obligated to but honestly, we really don't have to hang out or anything like that," you begin to say. "i know i can be a lot sometimes and i'm really working on trying to give you space."

that's when it all clicks in his head for him.

"baby, is this about what i said that day in the gym?" he questions.

you turn away, refusing to even look him in the eye because you know the moment your eyes lock with his, the tears will start streaming down your face.

"baby, no, please," he goes over to you to give you the warmest yet tightest hug possible. "i’m also a very clingy person so i should've known how much my words must have hurt you. i've been so stupid to not see how badly my words must have impacted you, my love. i'm so so sorry for saying and acting the way i did. it's unexcusable."

"no kou it's fine i just-" you say but are interrupted midsentence.

"no, y/n it's not," he says, tears brimming his eyes ever since coming to terms with how hurt you must've been feeling this entire time. "i'll do anything to get your forgiveness and for us to just... be close again. i'll do anything, i mean it."

tears are streaming down both your faces and you can't help but form a wobbly smile on your lips. "pinky promise?"

"pinky promise," kou says as he locks pinkies with you and kisses the top of your head. "now let's cuddle because i've missed being near the love of my life."

© tetsumie 2024 all rights reserved 

[nekomanager]

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND! ♡

- TWO of TWO -

ATSUMU thought that getting you out of his system was the solution for his annoyance towards you, but as it turned out, you got other parts of him raging instead. [Part ONE here]

🔖 f!reader, pwp, hate to horny to lovers, fingerfcking, squrting, blowjob, pussyeating, creampie, slight marking, semi-public sex

"Aaaargh! It turns out Tsum-Tsum's the highest point-earner for today," Bokuto proclaimed, slinging an arm over his teammate. "Means you get the reward, huh? How lucky!"

Reward? Atsumu almost scoffed. Reward...when he heard that word only one thing came to mind: your mouth around his dick.

Oh shit. He just got hard just at the thought. Sighing in frustration, he headed towards the showers, claiming his reward of having to take a bath first while his teammates get to clean up the court and keep things in order.

Taking his clothes off, his cock instantly sprung up the moment he pulled his shorts down. He's proud of his size but he'd be even more proud if he could stretch you again with it.

He groaned, turning the shower faucet on and letting the cold water cascade down his chiseled body. All his mind could do was run around in circles just thinking about you ever since he fucked you in the infirmary.

Now, you're too busy arranging their next out-of-country games that he could barely even talk to you. If there's a chance, it's either you're in a call or you're running around doing errands.

Maybe...you're avoiding him too.

Tsumu grunted and rolled his eyes. After what happened with you last time he could never ever allow you to avoid him again.

It's not because he's looking forward to having your soft lips against his again. No, totally not that!

Fuck! It's certainly that and everything about you.

From your sweet scent to how tasty you were dripping down his chin—they were all ingrained in his head. And his hand was persistent on his cock as he replayed the scene all over again. Damn! It's easy to get a chick he could waste time for some pump and dump, but not anymore. Ever since he got you, there's been no one else and this was the first and only time. He must be going crazy.

You're driving him crazy.

Biting down his lip, he went double time on his length. He thought that having sex with you would get you out of his system, but it was the other way around. He got a taste of you now and there's no damn way he's gonna live without—

Tsumu's eyes widened in speculation. He stopped halfway as the sound of the shower curtain drew his attention. He turned around and was welcomed by your surprise, eyes blinking twice in in the sight of his naked glory.

"Wha- What'cha doin' here?" he asked, trying to use the curtain as a cover to his hard-on. Why was he bein' shy all of a sudden?

You pulled your towel closer to you. "I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Bokuto-san spilled his sports drink on me and he said I can use the shower," you tried to explain, avoiding eye contact.

"T-There's a lot out there why would ya open this?"

"Hey, I thought someone left the water open. It's just an accident. Who would've thought you'd be here when everyone's out there," you said, trying not look his way, but the way the droplets ran across his body was making you remember all the bad things he did to you. Oh no! It's dangerous. You shook the thought away. '"F-Fine! I'll just go."

You were about to leave him when the boys' chatting and hollering began echoing in the room.

Tsumu ran his glance from your worried expression to your barely clothed body. Realizing your situation, he grabbed your elbow and pulled you inside the shower in a panic.

He got you in his arms, heaving as your chests were flushed against each other. The Jackals entered the shower area, throwing insults and gossips around, their laughter and loud voices echoing.

"It's sad that Y/N's not around often recently," Shoyo started.

"Oh, yeah! That must be why Atsumu's been hitting it hard lately," Bokuto replied.

"He misses her."

"Definitely," The silver-haired agreed. "He better chalk her up before someone else comes in and steals his chance."

Tsumu gulped, his face heating up at the shocking revelation. Traitors! Traitors! You gazed upon him, eyes wide with disbelief and curiosity. "Is that true?" you whispered and you felt his hard-on got even harder against your stomach.

Ha! There's no way– It's just a joke...was all he could think of replying but Omi's interjection got in first.

"Does he even have a chance at all."

Well, Atsumu's fuming and he couldn't just let that comment fly away. "Shut it..."

Before he could even continue, you got on your knees, towel sliding off your body as you did. Now, his cock was just inches away from your face. "Wha...what're ya doin' Y/N?"

Swallowing thickly, "You look..." Your hand pumped his heated length slowly. "Enraged"

Licking the tip of his cock, you had him red-faced and eyes shut in pleasure.

"Ohhh...fuck~" His voice came out shaking and so was his breathing. "Fuck...fuck ya!"

The boys went silent havung heard him.

"Oh, Tsumu's still here!" Shoyo cheered. "Wai- Do you admit it now that you actually like Y/N?"

His fingers tangled around your hair. He'd been fantasizing about this every night since then. Just you and your pretty mouth gulping his cock like a starving beast. "Oh, yeah! Yeah, that's right...so fuckin' right."

"We all thought so! At last, you admit it! You keep on yapping about her everytime we just know you're so damn into her."

"So...fuckin into her–" he maneuvered your head as he dug in your mouth, deep throat. Your hands gripped his ass tight, marking him with your handprints in pink while tears began brimming your eyes.

Any more of this– Any more of this and–

He pushed you off as his cum spurted, painting your tits so beautifully while saliva dripped at the corner of your lips.

"So pretty..." he huffed and his dick snapped upright again. Your eyes grew. Tsumu's still raring to go and the pulsation in between your legs intensified.

He saw you gulped with lust in your eyes and he swore he couldn't take it anymore. You're so sexy cute that he couldn't resist so he leaned down to kiss you, carefully scooping you up in his arms as his mouth devoured your tongue and lips aggressively.

Groaning in your kiss, he itched to squeeze your ass and nibbled the shell of your ear. Wanting more and more of you, he switched off the shower as the only thing he wanted to be drenched right now was your pussy and it would be all because of him. He placed your palms against the wall, smoothed your back, bending you a little. He got on his knees and was face-to-face with your ass. He took a sharp breath and a handful of your bouncy flesh before pressing his nose against one of the cheeks and taking a huge tantalizing bite that made you crave for him.

With both hands on your ass, he parted your legs and flipped open your folds with his thumbs. You're glistening wet. "Ugh...yer so crazy beautiful can't take it myself."

He immediately had a mouthful of you—tongue flicking fast as he slurped your overflowing arousal. At the same time, his hands were massaging your shaky and fleshy thighs.

He's crazy. It's crazy. He wants you. Nothing else. No one else. His mouth took over your other ass cheek to mark your skin, while his fingers found their way inside your pussy, pumping relentlessly as he sucked on your plump flesh. The shaking of your legs heightened and you bit down on your lip to control your moans.

"Ahhh...fuck!" he hissed, removing his fingers and releasing your climax. Your juices showered down his chest and he was quick to give your pussy one last lick. His tongue began travelling up from the spine of your back to your shoulder, giving you a sensual bite at the spot.

"Feel how hard yer makin' me," he said, while the length of his cock rubbed across your pussy.

"Mhmn-" you still want more of him. No, you want all of him. His entire huge cock railing you just as deliciously good as last time in the clinic.

He was tormenting you with that slow friction yet he was dying to be inside you too.

"Augh, shit!" he cursed. "I never fucked anyone more than once, ya know."

"Tsumuuu~" It came out as a plea.

"If I shove this cock right in ya again that would mean yer mine, " he spoke almost out of breath. "Yer all mine."

You stepped back and pressed closer against him. "Then take me."

He grunted and rammed his cock right into you.

"Oh god!" he groaned, his head tilting back while you had your lips pressed, muffling your cries. The sensation of your walls coiling around him and his cock finally deep inside you made you both cum all of a sudden.

"W-Who's that?" Shoyo said, showering in the stall next to yours.

Atsumu completely forgot that his teammates were just around. He didn't care though. He didn't care so he started thrusting, taking you by surprise. With his cock driving you wildly, you placed a hand over your mouth avoiding the chances of getting caught by the whole team.

It's so stupid how much he was craving for all of you when you used to tick him off so bad. Now, he's crazy for you. Perhaps, all this time, he just wanted your attention, but now he's inside you and making you feel so good. You fit him like a glove and he got just the ideal cock to please you.

"Ooh shit! Yer perfect...so goddamn perfect for me." Tsumu leaned closer to your ear and whispered, "I ain't gonna live without you."

Turning you to your side, he lifted one of your legs up and fucked you even deeper like he'd been waiting for this moment to come for a long long while. His balls were slapping so hard against your ass it was echoing around the vicinity.

"Shit! Tsumu, are you doing what we think you're doing?" Bokuto asked, intrigued by the sounds he heard.

"Oh, fuck! Yes!" he huffed while he was pounding ferociously to insanity. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

His teammates hollered both in disgust and in playful teasing. The two of you couldn't even hear a thing from them though. You were both too busy fucking like crazy until a loud thud caught your attention. It was Shoyo's showerhead. It fell and slid towards the gap in between.

You tapped Tsumu's shoulder twice.

There's no way there would be two pairs of feet inside the stall. You worried but Tsumu's quick to pick up the cue. He raised your legs up, hooking them on his elbows with his hips were still thrusting endlessly. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, keeping yourself up on his frame.

"Sorry!" Shoyo apologized but you hardly ever heard him. Your mind was too lost in the pleasure Tsumu was delivering with his brute cock.

"Damn! Tis crazy. I'm goin' crazy."

Despite all your efforts to conceal your moans, he was completely vocal, doing nothing to hide his. Oh, how you'd want to cry for his name over and over again.

"We're hurrying up, Tsumu." Bokuto snickered as sound of running water began to dissipate, "So you can enjoy yourself there."

Oh, yeah. Damn, he will!

Tsumu buried his head in between the mounds of your breast while you pressed your face on top of his head. You're getting there. He's getting there!

"Don't stay too long or you'll get sick!" Shoyo reminded before you heard the sound of the door closing. The boys were no longer inside and Tsumu immediately let out what he'd been repressing all along.

"Unbelievable! Yer so fucking amazing! Y/N...Y/N!"

"Tsumu! Tsumhm..." you let out a big cry and trembled in his arms.

He chased his own, doubling his pace. He wanted to leave a mark inside you and claim you as his so he shot his load with one forceful shove of his cock. His thick semen filled you up, some of the liquid spilled when he pulled out his cock.

"Shhh...shhh..." he soothed you, caressing the back of your head while he cradled you in his arms.

You faced him. His stomach flipped and chest tightened. He kissed you still not letting go of you.

"I can't believe I'm kissin' ya." He said, sounding a bit babyish, "Really thought you hated me."

Yeah, it sounded stupid, especially when you already did more than just kissing.

"No!" You shook your head and tightened your hold on him. "I just get a little shy around you."

Tsumu blushed and felt relieved. Whatever your reason was for being shy around him mattered little now. The most important thing was he already got you.

Gently, he got you back on your feet and fetched the towel he hung.

"From now on..." He threw the towel over your head and wrapped you with it. "I'll take care of ya, while ya take care of the team."

You smiled and tiptoed to give him a chaste kiss.

"Achooo...!" he sneezed, the moment you parted and he blushed. "Ugh...that was too lame."

You chuckled and invited him inside the towel.

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[kairismess]

Hayoo!! Can I request Sakusa enemies to lovers?? I love the man sm :'))

hearts' day 009.

in which kiyoomi's got a soft spot for his favorite pain in the ass.

"i didn't hear a flush."

his deep, stern voice filled your ears as you exited the restroom, with sakusa about to use it next. his dark, wavy hair did nothing to obscure the total judgement he had written all over his face as he scrunched up his eyebrows and nose, practically glaring down at you as you exited the washroom with... wet hands, much to his disdain.

"...and you didn't even dry your hands?" he asked you with a slight scoff in his tone as his gaze darkened. you sighed and unceremoniously wiped your hands on your shirt, making sakusa part himself away from you even more. "that's even worse." "you're quite chatty today, omi, don't tell me you picked today to be a huge bitch." you retorted with a sly smile on your face, taunting him as he sprayed some sanitizer on his hands before opening the door to the comfort room.

"it appears your hands aren't the only body part you need cleaning today. i have a good mouthwash i could recommend you, i feel like you'll be needing it." he spoke with a condescending tone as he glared at you from underneath his dark bangs.

"and i think you need some bug killing spray. not for the roaches in the locker room, but for the pest i see in front of me right now." you retaliated, smiling widely and innocently as a vein popped up on sakusa's temple.

he wordlessly shut the door to the comfort room to do his business, making you chuckle a little under your breath as you mentally tallied your score against him for the 'greatest comebacks of all time' (in which, he was in the lead by about... 5 points).

you didn't exactly loathe sakusa, it was just so much fun to piss him off and make him walk away. he was always an interesting guy to you, just a little bit of... 'a bitch', as you loved to call him. to sakusa, you annoyed him more than the three thorns by his side: bokuto, hinata, and atsumu–and that was a great feat, because nobody in the history of ever has provoked sakusa to continuously answer back and one-up you more than they have.

you made sakusa feel like there was a little more to life than going to volleyball games, fan meet-ups (which he barely attended anyway), and just... anything else. you gave him some spice in his life, and though he had a preference for the bland, everyday he was so used to, it felt nice to have a little kick in his day when you start it off by giving him a backhanded compliment or a sly middle finger with a cute smile on your face.

when he entered the team's gym one day and didn't see you in your usual spot by the treadmills at the usual time you were there. he found it a little strange, but decided not to question it; he decided to text you after his training.

and true to his word, he had a brown paper bag full of bottled waters, fruits, and vitamin supplements. he handed you your favorite scented spray of his, he only knew it was your favorite when you asked him if he was wearing any perfume or where he got that scent from and presumed you took a liking to it.

you told sakusa weakly, and repeatedly, that you didn't need any help, that you were fine, despite being stuck to your bed and coughing and sneezing up a storm. "just shut up and let me take care of you. i'll help you get back to your snarky little self in a few days." he said with a softer voice than normal, about to spoon-feed you some homemade chicken soup that he made specifically for you.

you felt a little taken aback at his kindness, your eyebrows raising involuntarily at his act of charity. you decided not to fight it and give in to trust him and in his caregiving methods. he was surprisingly gentle with you, for a guy who would constantly chide and judge you to get back at you, he did do a good job of being sweet and caring at times.

maybe you wouldn't mind seeing this gentlemanly side of his more often now...

[tsunaaism]

Okay i know you just posted a part 2 of the submissive and breedable ask but pls consider doing it for Tendou, Suna, Kageyama and Hinata this time? Thank you 💕

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

GN!Reader ft. Kageyama Tobio and Suna Rintaro.

Warnings: suggestive content.

A/N: I'll include Tendou in the next batch. Here's a little treat for you ♥️

Bokuto, Kuroo, Ushijima’s ver.

Miya twins + Oikawa’s ver.

Kageyama Tobio

What are the chances that Kageyama Tobio is actually familiar with the term 'submissive and breedable'?

Zero? Maybe 0.05%?

There's no use pondering about it. You'd have to put it into test.

“Huh? What?"

See? It’s the exact reaction you expected. It’s funny, you think. Tobio has always been so innocent; it wouldn’t hurt to prank him a little.

"Mmhm. You look really submissive and breedable today.” You chuckle, repeating the words once more, earning another confused glance from the athlete.

“Hm?” His brows furrow, eyes flicking up and down your form, then to his own reflection in the mirror. 

He’s so clueless. 

So... clueless. 

Or is he?

"Me..? clueless?"

Uh-oh.

You said that out loud, didn't you?

Snap. This wasn't what you planned. He's starting to look a little sad now, and this is all your doing.

"It's not a bad thing to be clueless, Tobio."

He tilted his head.

"Well, you do have a point,"

He pauses, taking a last look at your form.

"But i've never been submissive and clueless. Maybe breedable, though."

Huh...

What was that?

Hold up.

HUH?

Seeing the bewilderment on your face, his eyes narrowed. A faint, lopsided smile crawled onto his lips,

"It's not a bad thing to be clueless, (Y/n)."

Lesson learned: never mess with kageyama, ever again. He knows more than he seems to.

Suna Rintaro

Ideally, he's not someone you would want to tell this to.

But, you're feeling a little bold today.

"Rin." You hover above his laying figure, snatching a chuupet away from his hands.

Clearly, you're feeling extra bold today.

"Give it back." He grunts, clearly displeased that you stole his beloved jelly fruit sticks, "What do you want?"

"Noooothing. Just wanted to rile you up."

Yes. Extra bold.

By now, he'd forgotten about the half-eaten chuupet in your hand. He crosses is arm, staying silent as he waits for whatever you're doing to be over with,

"Because you look really submissive and breedable when you're angry."

Now you've done it.

What did you expect, honestly? Pure silence? If so, you might be correct.

Ooor not.

He chuckles, clearly amused with your antics, "You wanna put it into test and see what's up?"

"Is that necessary? I know i'm right, Rin. Always am."

"You think so?"

He peers into your eyes, challenging your own confident, playful stare. Brows raised, a cheeky smile climbed onto his face.

"Don't be an all bark no bite now."

He leans closer to you,

"Lets see if you can say the same thing after this."

Err.. Good luck (3).

[sunarots]

so high school ━━━ atsumu miya

09. practice ♡

For the first few hours, you were sitting at the side going between applying for jobs in the area and watching the team’s itinerary. They started with warm ups, running laps and press ups, stretching out in ways you remember doing in school. When they broke off into groups, you found your eyes wandering over them and seeing things that they did. Atsumu didn’t hit the ball as much as the others did, mainly passing it to them. For the first while, everything was going smoothly.

That is, until it was nearing lunchtime when your attention was grabbed by the sounds of two of your roommates bickering. You couldn’t make out what was being said, but it couldn’t have been anything nice. Your eyes drifted back down to your phone, continuing to respond to your friends in Tokyo.

Atsumu threw a finger in Sakusa’s face and was ready to start screaming insults at him, when Meian insisted they take a breather and an hour lunch break. Sakusa took that invitation to leave, grabbing his jacket from the bench and leaving with mutters under his breath, cursing out his teammate.

"Hey, hey, will we get lunch? I want to try that new cafe down the street. Apparently their cakes are the best!"

Atsumu never looked at Bokuto, picking up the ball from the floor and making his way to the back of the court. "Need to practice my serves. See ya in an hour."

The door falls shut, an odd silence fallen over the court. Atsumu lifts the ball, staring down his arm and picturing where he needed it to land. He takes a step forward, tossing the ball in the air and putting all his frustrations into hitting the ball. It flies through the air, slamming into the wall behind the court.

Deep breaths in and out, he rests his hands on his hips and scans the empty gymnasium. Rather, nearly empty gymnasium.

He could have sworn you'd left with Bokuto. He walks around the court and collects the balls scattered around. Clearing his throat, Atsumu finds his eyes wandering up to you sat by the side of the court, eyes fixed on your phone screen. "Have ya ever played before?"

With that, you lift your head and furrow your eyebrows. Realisation setting in, you laugh. "No, I haven't. I'm not really the sporty type."

"Here, I'll show ya how to play."

It takes a moment for you to realise he's being serious, and part of you wishes you'd left with everyone else. When did everyone else leave? "Um..."

"Come on, it'll be fun. I'll go easy on ya."

Knowing this wouldn't be an argument you'd win, you set your laptop and phone aside and become suddenly grateful for choosing comfort over style today. "Okay. Sure, let's do it." You pause, looking down at the sliders you put on this morning when you had no intentions of playing volleyball. "Oh... I'll just, take them off?"

"I'd lend ya mine but, doubt they'll fit."

You roll your eyes at his comment, tucking them under the bench by your bag. "Hilarious."

"Don’t I know it, darlin'." Atsumu grins, leading you out onto the court. "Stand back in the middle of the court." He stays by the net, spinning the ball between his fingers and waits for you to get into position.

You drag your feet behind you, not fully convinced this will be an enjoyable activity for you. "So, what do I do?"

"Right, run towards the net and jump straight up once ya reach... Here." He points to a random spot, moving over to become in line with it as a better reference. "Don't jump towards the net, just jump straight up, okay? Oh, and reach as high as you can with yer hand."

You nod your head, taking in a deep breath and doing exactly as he said. When you plant your feet back on the ground, you spread your arms out to steady yourself again. "Like that?"

"Yeah, now do it again."

He has you repeat this a few times, giving you different tips and tricks, before flashing you a smile and saying, "Now ya hit the ball."

"Really?"

"Yeah! It's easy, look. All ya do is hit it, and make sure it goes over the net."

"What if I can't reach the ball?"

Atsumu feigns a gasp, hand over his heart. "I'm offended. I'll get the ball to ya, darlin'. Now run and jump."

You sigh, taking steps back and once again doing as you were told. Atsumu throws the ball in the air and, sure enough, it's in your reach. You slam the ball as hard as you can with the palm of your hand, the ball landing in the middle of the court, your palm stinging from the force.

"Nice! See, yer a natural!" Atsumu goes in for a high five, waiting patiently for you to catch your breath and return it. "Here, now yer gonna pass the ball to me, and I'll show ya different types of spikes."

You take the ball off him, happy to get some kind of break from the running back and forth. "Sounds good. So, what I just did, that's a spike?"

He nods his head, backing up into position and flashing you a cocky smile. "I'm a good teacher, right?"

Atsumu shows you all the different tips and tricks he can think of, occasionally switching with you so you can practice what he's shown you. You're on your third attempt of trying to get the ball to land where Atsumu instructs when his teammates start returning, neither of you noticing.

"Damn." You watch the ball hit the net, falling back towards you and landing by Atsumu's feet.

"Happens to the best of us. Here, one more time. I believe in ya."

You give him a thumbs up and tiredly trail back to the same position. "I don't know how you do this all year round. It's been forty-five minutes and I think I might die."

"Yer doing great. I'll even buy ya dinner since yer poor."

You spin around with your jaw hanging open unattractively. "Wow. How generous of you," you laugh through your words.

"I know. I'm a charmer, what can I say?"

You roll your eyes at him. "Just throw the fucking ball."

"Whatever ya say."

This time, you manage to get the ball exactly where he'd told you to. You raise both hands in the air as a celebration, turning to face him. "I did it!"

"See! What did I tell ya?" Atsumu raises his hands and high fives yours, only now noticing the team. “Did ya see her?”

You turn around, feeling your cheeks heat up. How long had they been there? Still, you can’t help but feel your heart swell with pride.

“She’ll be taking yer job soon, Omi-Omi,” Atsumu teases, lightly nudging your shoulder. “Thanks, darlin’. I needed that.”

You give him another thumbs up and a high five before making your way back to the bench. You pick your laptop back up, tuning out the noise around you and trying to find literally any job positions open that you were qualified for.

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summary. after your best friend reveals he’s moving out of your shared flat, you’re presented with a tough choice: let one of the creeps who are begging you to let them move in with you, or find a cheaper flat in another area of town. a do-over couldn’t have come at a better time for you, but your only option for a place to stay is with someone your best friend knew from high school, and his two teammates.

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[snail-pot]

KuroDai Fic Recs: Pt. 1

Felt a little silly and went through my pile of bookmarked KuroDai fics and affectionately threw them up on this post. Enjoy!!

EDIT: Here's part 2!!

hitchhiker's guide to black hole sofas by breadlamps [Teen]

“Dear sofa gods,” he mutters out loud, giving up on maintaining any sense of sanity at this point. “Please give me my remote back.” Daichi loses his TV remote to his sofa and gains something much better in return.

don't think twice by kkuma [Gen]

Tired of Oikawa’s mocking, tired of Bokuto’s laughter, tired of Kenma’s eye rolls (that he can hear through the phone line), Kuroo decides that enough is enough. He is going to ask out Sawamura Daichi and he is going to do it today.

All According to Keikaku by Finnthebunneh [Gen]

Three rooms further down the hallway where the door wasn’t entirely shut and lying on his belly in the comfort of his bed, Kuroo heard the hushed whispers and giggles and wondered why he felt restless and bothered. Unconsciously, he wrapped an arm around himself and was suddenly reminded of Oikawa’s hand on Daichi’s biceps. Their bathroom was already cramped, was there any necessity to be that close to each other, both on that minuscule countertop, not to mention how Oikawa was practically pinning Daichi down and Daichi’s flushed face and legs almost hooked around Oikawa’s hips and— I don’t like that. Wait. What.

Daichi harbored a crush on Kuroo ever since high school, but no way he was going to ever confess to the guy now that they’re attending the same college. To Daichi’s horror, Kuroo’s roommate was the one and only Oikawa Tooru who found out about his crush. Luckily, it was a good thing Oikawa kept his mouth shut, but then his eyes were sharp and his mind bright, and to Kuroo’s surprise, Oikawa strangely started to flirt with Daichi who made the most unexpected adorable expressions and wow how Kuroo did not like that.

baby if being sexy was a crime, you'd be guilty as charged by breadlamps [Teen]

Daichi has been getting some...unusual requests during work - specifically for him, and specifically concerning his handcuffs. He's worried that he's being pranked, but Suga has a feeling that the perpetrators have a completely different meaning in mind...

Conflict Of Interests, But Not Really by lordmediator [Teen]

At the age of 17, you and your soulmate exchange bodies for a day. This is how Kuroo Tetsuro, heir to the Nekoma Yakuza Group, wakes up in the body of his soulmate, Sawamura Daichi, the son of the Commissioner of Police.

If I Could Change Your Mind by tookumade [Gen]

“I’m kind of excited to meet him,” Bokuto says, roughly an hour before Karasuno are scheduled to arrive. “He sounds interesting.” Kuroo raises an eyebrow at him. “I just told you that there’s not a lot about him that stands out—how is that interesting?” “You’ve told me a lot about how he apparently doesn’t stand out,” Bokuto replies easily. “You don’t usually talk about someone so much."

(Or, Sawamura Daichi shows up like a breath of fresh air, and Kuroo Tetsurou doesn't stand a chance.)

Overestimate My Appeal (I'll Give You a Kiss) by meetyouatthemoon [Teen]

On a team of guys who were all fairly tall and strong and attractive, there's no one that would win "Todai's most attractive volleyball player" by unanimous vote. Daichi knows that. But Kuroo's totally in their top three most attractive teammates—that's just a fact. And honestly, who wouldn't want to kiss him if given the opportunity? Right?

Deep Roots are not Reached by the Frost by Stacysmash [Teen]

“Why’d we stop?” Tanaka whispered, so loud it could have been his normal voice. The dwarf looked uneasy as he jerked his head around, his axe clutched tightly in his fingers. Suga turned and gave him a warning look. “Because we’re surrounded Tanaka. Lower your axe.” The humans and dwarves of the group seemed surprised by that, but the elves sensed their own nearby and the halflings had definitely been feeling uneasy. Daichi sighed, wondering how long they were just going to hover in the trees before revealing themselves when he heard a voice chuckle. It was irritating, like the prelude to an entire speech meant to pick on the ragtag group of travelers. Nonetheless a smile began to curl on Daichi’s lips, knowing exactly who was approaching them. “What do we have here?” The sly voice spoke in elvish, allowing only certain members of the party to understand. “Sawamura Daichi. Only you could put together such a hilarious group such as this.” Kurodai Week 2018: Day 4 Admiration/Bad Habits

pleasedatemesawamura.pptx by pepperfield [Gen]

Kuroo has a proposition for Daichi, and has decided to express it through the most legitimate means possible: PowerPoint.

and every thing i do, i do it all for you by breadlamps [Gen]

“Morning, Sa’amura,” Kuroo greets him with a lazy drawl. “Did you enjoy your milk? I hope you’ll be happy to hear I worked hard for it.” Daichi hums, not replying. He did not, in fact, drink the milk, but stared at it for a good hour until he told himself to get a grip and put it in his ice chest for safekeeping.

Daichi leads a simple life giving out quests to passing heroes. It's unrewarding and mundane, but he enjoys it - until he meets a hero who just won't stop coming back for more. kurodai week 2021 day 4: lost/found

caffeine, crisis, and the CFO by YaelaTheWordsmith [Gen]

Tetsurou nearly loses his laptop the morning of the biggest presentation of his career, and it turns out to be the best thing that's happened to him in a while.

This One's For You by Stacysmash [Teen]

All Daichi wants to do is confess to Kuroo, pure and simple. But what should be a simple act suddenly seems daunting when the entire world tells him that his confession needs to be a bit more special. Kurodai Week Dec 2019 Day 1: Song Inspiration

Love Beats Rock by Stacysmash [Teen]

It all began about ten years ago when a mysterious event occurred at the shrine, an event that Kuroo could hardly find any information on no matter how many documents or websites he scoured. Ever since that incident, anyone who traveled up the mountain ended up injured in some way. No one had been killed, yet the survivors were never able to explain how they ended up like that. Every strange clue Kuroo discovered pulled him deeper into the story, wafting through urban legends and public records to sort out the mystery. With his research leading him to a dead-end, he finally decided to go to the town himself to find out what was happening, and if the stone actually existed. Kurodai Week Day 3: Monsters and Mythical Creatures

The Blushing Game by Catastra_Fey [Teen]

The captain squad gets together occasionally, and when they do, they love playing a game with Daichi to get him all flustered. But the Nekoma captain is by far the most effective and there are reasons. These friends know a bit about each other, but tonight they are going to learn a lot more.

dance with me, in this twilight by YaelaTheWordsmith [Gen]

It's the last day of term, everyone is celebrating, and Tetsurou asks Sawamura Daichi to dance - in the air. It's very romantic and very pretty and he'd like you to please ignore the fact that he almost drops his crush in the middle of the air.

show me your love, your love by KahssanderCat [Gen]

tetsurou's mouth getting ahead of him is usually a problem. this, thankfully, isnt one of those times.

one touch by Recluse [Teen]

It is a promise from the universe that opportunity will come, that there is a hand you are meant to hold.

shear attraction by YaelaTheWordsmith [Gen]

What's a hair stylist to do when he's crushing hard on a hot new customer? Flirt badly and pine terribly, of course. Or, Tetsurou and Daichi compete in the Handsome Dumbass Olympics. They both win.

My Hero, My Lover, My King by Finnthebunneh [Teen]

A gush of wind harshly brushed Kuroo’s chin right when the crow flew past his face and in the next second, silence was replaced by screams and curses of a man as well as strong flapping of wings and incessant angry caws. Kuroo turned on his heels in confusion, eyes following the crow attacking the man he once chased out of the brothel by slapping his face with its wings, claws scratching at his cheeks and robust beak jabbing at his skin so mercifully it even tried to aim for the man’s eyes. Kuroo was too taken aback by the scene that he forgot to react, though it didn’t take long for the man to drop his kendo bamboo sword and hurriedly fled his way out of the alleyway. “Did you just... save me from being assaulted?”

When war broke out, Kuroo Tetsurou lost his home and ended up working at a brothel as a handyman and errand boy. Life went on peacefully until Kuroo's life was put on the line once again. Along the way, a crow curiously befriended him and brought laughter and smiles back into Kuroo's life. He wasn't aware of it yet, but the crow brought more than that.

i can be a little shellfish sometimes by inkyhajime [Teen]

In which Daichi makes a mistake and accidentally falls in love with someone he could never have. Or so he thought.

The Christmas Date Insufficiency by Poteto [Gen]

Getting closer to Tetsurou Kuroo makes Daichi feel lonely at Christmas for the first time.

how to get a boyfriend: a comprehensive guide by kuroo tetsurou by dinosar [Teen]

(5:01 pm) kuroo: yo (5:01 pm) kuroo: sup (5:07 pm) kuroo: sawamura pls answer im so bored (5:08 pm) kuroo: i hav nothing to do (5:10 pm) kuroo: actually tahts a lie i have hw but i dont wanna do it lol (5:10 pm) kuroo: *thats wow smh @ myself (5:21 pm) kuroo: ok forreal i have smth serious i wanna talk to u abt (5:21 pm) kuroo: its....important (5:22 pm) kuroo: and like?? its smth ive been meaning to say for a while but (5:22 pm) kuroo: i keep chickening out (5:22 pm) kuroo: but i dont wanna do that anymore (5:22 pm) kuroo: so like (5:22 pm) kuroo: w/e ill say it now even tho ur not answering me (5:26 pm) kuroo: ok shit wow i needed a few mins to think abt what to say (5:27 pm) kuroo: bc this is one thing that i RLY dont wanna fuck up (5:27 pm) kuroo: bc idk what id do with myself if i fucked this up (5:27 pm) kuroo: so here i go i guess

It's a Sweet Life by iampotterlocked242 [Gen]

Sawamura Daichi runs out of the essential ingredient for his big project. He seeks help from the rival bakery across the street, run by the charming Kuroo Tetsurou. Rival Bakeries AU.

Mocha Me Purr by x_Lazart_x [Gen]

Kuroo was in the middle of singing a guitar solo when a cough that sounded suspiciously like a laugh came from behind him. He never thought he'd fall head over heels so fast, but this customer was gorgeous. Now if only Daichi would co-operate.

Analytically Speaking by Spring_Emerald [Teen]

“Why analyze that, when you can analyze this?” Kuroo’s ears felt to hot at the implication of Daichi’s words, that it derailed his thought process for a moment. He hesitated and it almost cost him, as he can pinpoint the exact moment that Daichi realized what he’s doing, but, oh no. Kuroo wouldn’t let him off. “Shit…” he said under his breath. He considers the laboratory a sacred ground, but damn, he’s only human, and Daichi is a temptation he can never resist.

dissonance in stability by amaanogawa [Teen]

dis·so·nance /ˈdisənəns/ noun · a tension or clash resulting from the combination of two disharmonious or unsuitable elements. OR "It's absolutely ridiculous, really, two grown men lying on an elevator floor, chewing bubble gum side by side at 5 in the morning. Daichi would never have thought that he'd be here, doing something so unbelievable. And yet, here he was."

As You Wish by Stacysmash [Teen]

With the lamp hovering in front of his face, he could hear the crying better and though he had no clue what sort of creature was dwelling inside, his heart broke into thousands of pieces for it. He wasn’t sure how to comfort it, but he instinctually rubbed his hand across the warm metal, hoping to soothe the creature that way. Immediately the lamp glowed like the scalding hot metal in Kai’s forge, and yet it didn’t burn his hands. It was startling and Kenma nearly dropped it on the floor from his trembling fingers. Out of the spout, a greenish smoke erupted and swirled around him until all he could see was the mystical dark haze. Warning: This is a giant one-shot, like over 35K. Just so you know

We Are Both Young and Ignorant by RayRayTail [Teen]

"What. Do. You. Want?" It was strange, but Kuroo's heart was beating like crazy. He hated how much Sawamura got under his skin. He hated how much the other boy made him care. (Or alternatively, two guys who are actually gay for each other unknowingly partake in a mating ritual by continuously arguing with each other in public spaces.)

Paired Together by the D.A. by orphan_account [Gen]

Kuroo had three goals set for when he went to college. What he hadn't planned on was acquiring a big schoolboy crush on his roommate, Sawamura Daichi.

to build a home by orphan_account [Gen]

Five times Sawamura Daichi has Kuroo Tetsurou at his side, and one time he doesn't. (Day 3: childhood / adulthood)

thirty seconds or a lifetime by orphan_account [Gen]

Kuroo can feel Daichi’s cherry wood wand in the pocket of his suit trousers, pressing against his leg through the layers of fabric, and he smirks to himself. “Is that your wand in your pocket or are you just really excited to see me?” Daichi groans into his ear. “Wasn’t funny the first time, Tetsu, and it’s still not funny now. Next time you use that line on me I swear I’ll hex you.” “Babe,” Kuroo draws back, putting a hand against his chest in mock heartfelt appreciation. “You’re so good to me.” (Day 2: sports swap au / same high school au)

In the Forest by HomeForImaginaryFriends [Gen]

Tetsurou had never believed in magic or fairies, until he realized he was married to one.

caught by the galaxies, bright in your eyes by YaelaTheWordsmith [Teen]

Daichi and Tetsurou meet at the Academy at eighteen, fresh-faced and eager to join the ranks of those valiant defenders of the Galactic Territories, the Rangers. They stand by each other through the years after, through triumph and betrayal and rebellion, and there's nothing they wouldn't do for each other. Except, it seems, confess how long they've each loved the other.

Sense by Ellessey [Teen]

'“What are you—felt what?” Daichi asks. “This,” Kuroo says, and he lifts one hand, waves it carefully through the empty space in front of him, and paints the air with color. Bright lines of orange and gold and red appear in the path of his fingertips. Daichi’s mouth falls open. “Yours is cooler,” Kuroo says, smiling wryly.' -- Daichi has never met another person like him before, someone he doesn’t have to hide his abilities from. But the first day at a new school, surrounded by the same normal faces, he finally meets someone different.

angel of mine by Spring_Emerald [Mature]

In attempt to make Kuroo look away from the door, Daichi brings a hand to cup his face, but it was probably not the right move because as soon as he touched a warm cheek, Kuroo gasped, and the sound sent shivers down Daichi's spine. ----- For KuroDai Week 2021 Day 2: supernatural

black cats are good luck by YaelaTheWordsmith [Teen]

Kuroo and Daichi are students at - you guessed it - a college of magic. This would have absolutely nothing to do with the story of how they started liking each other and finally got together - if it wasn't for the fact that the fairly big secret Kuroo's hiding is accidentally revealed on their first date. Or, Daichi finds out what Kuroo really is, Kuroo panics, and Daichi has to get the boy he likes out from under the fridge.

Rescue From Neverland by Stacysmash [Teen]

Sawamura Daichi is a typical single father and prominent member of the Japanese Government. His childhood, however, was marred with haunting memories of when he was whisked away to Neverland and the terror he faced there. When his own children get whisked away, Daichi will stop at nothing to get them back, even facing his worst fears. Kurodai Week 2018 Day 7 Disney AU

A Romance of Plastic and Stuffing by Stacysmash [Teen]

Initially, it was difficult for Sheriff Kuroo to deal with the introduction of a new toy to Shoyou's room and replaced him as number one. But when he finally gives Sawamura Space Ranger a chance, his feelings change quickly from friendship to something more. *This is the beginning to my submission for Kurodai Weekend!* Ch 1: Introduction Ch 2: Aug 31 Getting Sick/Injured Ch 3: Sept 1 Affection/Dates Ch 4: Sept 2 Travel

This is Not a Rom-Com Movie (But it sure feels like one) by pastles [Teen]

Kuroo has a crush on someone, but he's a bit too nervous to ask the other person out. So he's asked if Daichi would help by going on "practice dates" with him. Daichi was a little reluctant at first, but he decided that he could help a friend out. Because, to quote his friend, "He was always so kind." But soon, Daichi's wondering if helping Kuroo out is such a good idea. At first, it's kind of funny to see how awkward the other boy is at dates, but after a while, Daichi realises that he's becoming more unhappy with helping Kuroo with the dates. He starts feeling that he really didn't want Kuroo to go out with this mysterious person. But how can Daichi step in now?

Love Letters by per__sei [Gen]

Suga and Asahi know Daichi has been crushing on one Kuroo Tetsurou for months now. It’s obvious to everyone – except, perhaps, one Kuroo Tetsurou. So, with Valentine’s Day approaching, they convince Daichi to travel to Tokyo to confess his feelings. Yaku and Kai know Kuroo has been crushing on one Sawamura Daichi for months now. It’s obvious to everyone – except, perhaps, one Sawamura Daichi. So, with Valentine’s Day approaching, they convince Kuroo to travel to Sendai to confess his feelings. We all know where this is going. A story of four idiots convincing two idiots to do something daring and romantic only for everyone to realise that maybe, they’re not quite as clever as they thought.

Just Stalling by Catastra_Fey [Gen]

Daichi often needs a break after a game to just chill in the last stall in the locker room. Today though, he overhears some things that force him to face something that's been brewing for awhile.

we'll go see it again by breadlamps [Teen]

On the last night of college, Daichi asks Tetsurou to kiss him. This time, Tetsurou's determined to make it count.

A Dinner With The Mafia by Sansmerci [Teen]

It's the most important night of the year. Daichi wants everything to be perfect. Kuroo cannot afford surprises.

Whenever You're Ready by RayRayTail [Teen]

He didn’t know when he began to accept Kuroo's magic tricks, the change happening subtly and over time. But one day, he remembered Kuroo pulling flowers out of his hat and launching them at him, only for Daichi to simply smile back at him. “It’s embarrassing, but you made my heartbeat so fast I thought I’d have to go to the infirmary.” “You’re ridiculous.” Or, Kuroo is fated to be a good guy(?) and Daichi is destined to become evil. Their love was never meant to be (or something like that).

Daichi Sawamura vs that One Moron from Marketing by KRSNope [Gen]

Daichi wasn’t expecting his highly competitve internship to be easy. He expected long days, a heavy workload, and a lot of ass kissing to hopefully walk away with a full-time job. What he wasn’t expecting was some weird rivalry with this smirky idiot from the marketing department. He just wants to walk away from the internship with a job offer before he graduates. If Kuroo Tetsurou ruins his chances? There will be hell to pay.

and that's the way i loved you by spookysp_ace (summermoonsdawn) [Teen]

Daichi crumples the letter between the meat of her palms before throwing it against her dorm room wall. She imagined the paper growing like a meteor and dropping from her third floor residence to the RA at the bottom floor and dropping onto her head. - Or, Daichi thinks Kuroo hates her. That is not the case.

Your Hand in Mine (My Heart is Yours) by meetyouatthemoon [Teen]

Daichi has never wanted to hold someone's hand this badly in his entire life. In a completely non-horny, non-romantic, non-gay way. He just thinks Kuroo has nice hands, that's all! That's not weird, right? (Spoiler alert: it's definitely in a gay way)

Protecting the Mighty, Protecting the Strong by elysiansunrise [Teen]

Throughout the next months, Kuroo finds himself memorizing every part of Sawamura—every smile, inflection, tone, action. Kuroo’s sense of protectiveness for Sawamura grows ferociously every passing day. There is something about Sawamura—kind, intelligent, passionate Sawamura—that makes Kuroo want to destroy any barrier that comes his way. Kuroo’s protectiveness is what helps him realize that Sawamura’s raise of an eyebrow often indicates amusement. That the fractional widening of his eyes could be out of surprise, or wonder, or teasing. That the way he freezes when he thinks no one is looking is a sign of that unspoken worry that Kuroo has yet to solve.

Or, where Daichi has a small hidden fear that he prefers to keep buried before anybody notices, and Kuroo is there to protect him from it.

magical, mystical, you by spookysp_ace (summermoonsdawn) [Teen]

The person turns and Tetsurou’s heart falls out of his chest. He feels it beating on the cool stone floor as he’s faced with sunkissed skin, a freckle-dotted nose, strong shoulders– - Or, 4 times Sawwamura Daichi walks into Tetsurou's magic shop needing assistance, and 1 time he stills walks into Tetsurou's shop, still needs assistance, but Tetsurou is more in love than ever.

In which Daichi must remain focused and Kuroo is too hot by Toboe1087 [Gen]

Daichi never thought he’d be one of the lucky few to get a glimpse of what his soulmate looked like, but once he saw him, Daichi had trouble thinking about anything else. And Suga would never let him live it down.

all of our flaws lie there, hand in hand by kenmagoesblep [Teen]

There was a lot that modern science couldn’t explain as it was, one of those things being the nature of soulmates. There was no explanation as to how it happened, or why it manifested that way — sharing your scars with your soulmate seemed very arbitrary, which raised even more questions about the whole thing. At some point, Kuroo (much like the people around him) decided he wouldn’t break his brain trying to figure that out. Maybe when he was an adult. What mattered to him was that having a soulmate was a comforting thought, but the sudden realization that he might've found them left him giddy. --- 4 times Kuroo tried denying Sawamura Daichi was his soulmate and 1 time he had to face the facts.

Happy reading :D

[caffeinatedsunbear]

looking back on "In Another Life"

tl;dr this fic absolutely broke me when I read it and you should read it too

wrote a review on goodreads but I think I'll have a more long-winded response here because I don't think as many people will be seeing this :)

fun little list before I ramble: a) I can never look at strawberry pocky in the same way again b) I can never look at blue blankets and red scarves the same way again c) why oh why does this fic make me feel so many things

warning!! spoilers ahead

adding in the iconic bkak moment to try and nullify the pain <3

if I remember correctly (my memory isn't the best), I've read this fic once before this year, probably back in 2020 or 2021 when lockdown restrictions were still in place. It didn't leave that big of an impact on me at the time and I remember being rather underwhelmed by it. I'll chalk it up to me being younger.

bokuaka has always been one of my favourite/comfort ships (their dynamic is really precious) and I'm a massive sucker for both romance and angst (sue me, I like the pain) and this fic hit both checkboxes. the writing is pretty and the part where bokuto tells akaashi that he thought he was beautiful breaks me every single time. I'm not quite sure what exactly it is about this fic that manages to make me cry? maybe it's the fact that the two never got to spend much time together, or the way that bokuto never got to live his life, or how akaashi comes to care for bokuto only for their relationship to end as quickly as it started.

hopefully one day I'll be able to produce a more well-thought-out analysis of this fic but for now I guess those are my thoughts. maybe you'll catch be pulling out my English lit skills some other day but for now remember to take care of yourself if you've read this far!! I hope you have a good day today

[osamusriceballs]

The Accident - Part XI

Atsumu x fem reader

Warnings: None

Words: ~ 3,1 k

About: A date with Atsumu Miya~

Part I II -> Next Part

The silence is almost intimidating, and you find yourself looking around in silent awe.

Atsumu looks exceptionally good. The red uniform suits him well, and he looks even better and more professional than in the videos you've seen. "I can't believe we're actually here. I didn't want to ask Hinata for tickets because he's been busy lately, but I can't believe Atsumu-san managed to get two tickets for this- in the front row even!"

You nod and gaze at the court thinking back at the sudden message that you had received a few days ago.

Atsumu: "Are you free this weekend, Mrs. Miya?"

You stare at the message blankly, trying to figure out what to say. You had just started your nightly routine, not really expecting Atsumu to send you a message tonight. But here it is, white and blue. With a nickname that makes your heart skip a beat.

You: "Yes! :)"

Atsumu: "Great. Wanna come and watch me play? We can hang out at Samu's or my place after that, if you're up for it?"

You: "Sounds good!"

Atsumu: "I'll save ya two spots if you want to. You can bring your friend; Shoyo-kun will be there too. I'm sure she's interested too."

You: "I'll ask her. Thank you for being so considerate <;3"

You close your eyes for a few seconds, fearing his reaction to the heart emoji.

When you open them, you see his instant reply.

Atsumu: "Of course <3 I can't meet ya before probably, but we'll keep in touch, 'kay?"

You: "See you then &lt;3"

Atsumu: "See ya <;3"

It's a special event, a pre-match before the Olympics fully start in a few weeks. The stadium is only half-full, but the people watch excitedly how the members of the Japanese Olympic team participate in a promotional match against each other. Apparently, a very exclusive event that has not been opened to the public, yet, here you are. Sitting in the first row next to Yachi with a drink in your hands—one that she got for you, despite your protests.

"Look, he is going to serve. That's why they are all quiet. It probably won't be like that during the Olympics; there will be a different audience. Today is a very special event. Randomized teams and starting positions, but look how well they all adapt. True professionals." Yachi whispers into your ear, her cheeks flushed already from her drink. You're just glad that Tsukishima has offered to pick her up after the game, you would have been worried about her otherwise.

"It's so quiet; it's almost intimidating." You whisper back and watch Atsumu. He seems really focused on his set, his expression cold and blank, unlike you've ever seen him before. He's truly intimidating on the court.

He seems very focused when he's taking a few steps back and concentrates on a point in the opposite field. It just takes a few seconds, and then you see him jump, the ball flying towards the field in the fraction of a moment. The loud impact makes you shiver, while you watch the field in stunned silence. When you glance back at Atsumu, you could have sworn that he looked at you before he high-fives one of his teammates. The crowd yells and cheers, and you find yourself clapping and calling his name too.

"Did you see that? That's what the boys had to endure back in high school. And it was just as scary back then." Yachi groans and rubs her bare arms; the goosebumps visible in the brightly lit hall. "He's amazing." You know that you're probably watching him with hearts in your eyes, but you can't help yourself when your heart skips a beat at the way he got even more attractive to you now that you've seen him actually play. You definitely get the fangirls now.

As he prepares to set again, you hold your breath nervously, and this time the other team manages to receive it. You watch with wide eyes how the ball is suddenly on the other side of the court again, a quick attack from someone you recognize as Bokuto, and then it's Atsumu who sets the ball flawlessly, a dark-haired spiker scoring a point. The crowd goes wild, chanting a name that you don't know yet, and Yachi is quick to lean over to you again while you watch Atsumu and the dark-haired player exchange a wordless fist bump.

"That's Sakusa Kiyoomi; him and Atsumu-san make a deadly combo on the court." You nod, your eyes not moving from Atsumu, who suddenly turns to you and grins widely. You shyly wave back and give him a thumbs up and a smile; he winks, holding up another finger and pointing to you and then to the ball. You're not sure you completely understand what he's trying to tell you, but you still nod and smile, hoping it was an appropriate reaction.

You finally get that he probably meant to tell you that he'll do another service ace for you when he nails the serve effortlessly, and you stare at him with wide eyes when he turns to you and playfully winks with a thumbs up. You cheer loudly for him, and Yachi also cheers alongside you, not noticing the silent exchange that had just happened right next to her.

---

The teams bow when they finish the game and wave to the crowd, probably well-aware that some of their greatest sponsors sit alongside there. "That was amazing!" You smile at Yachi, and you both clink your glasses and drink the rest of the drinks.

"Kei will pick me up at the back entrance; is it okay if I leave you here?" She looks at you with worry etched in her features, and you nod reassuringly. "He'll pick me up right here. Don't worry; I'm sure he'll be here soon."

You hug her, and after you promise to text her, you sit back in your place. You watch all the people leave until the hall is almost empty, and then finally, after you played with your phone for a while, the athletes start to stroll in the hall, now dressed normally and all of them looking fresh. You look for Atsumu and quickly spot his blonde bright hair. He is now sporting a pair of dark jeans and a black shirt that tightly fits on his torso, his blonde hair still slightly wet from the shower—he looks really good. He strides energetically towards you, a delighted expression on his face, and he doesn't even hesitate before he pulls you into a tight hug.

"Hey."

"Hey, Atsumu. You were great; congratulations." You mumble against his shoulder, and he squeezes you a bit tighter before he lets you go. "Thanks. I hope you had fun."

"I did! I loved every second; it was really cool."

He wraps an arm around your shoulders while you speak and gently directs you towards the exit. "Just wait till ya see the Olympics, that will be even better. Let's go to my place, huh?" You nod and follow him to his car.

xxx

Atsumu has a really nice apartment. It's rather high up, but the elevator is so modern and smooth that you barely realize how high you drive up. Everything is clean and cozy, and you find several pictures of Atsumu and his family on the wall and a lot of trophies. The TV on the wall is ridiculously big, but the couch is far away from it, far enough for it not to strain your eyes. Atsumu gestures for you to take a seat on the couch in the living room, and you sit down comfortably.

"I felt a bit out of place, though. Everyone was wearing fan shirts. I should probably get one too for the next game." You stare down at your plain shirt while Atsumu takes a seat next to you, still making sure to keep enough distance not to make you uncomfortable.

"You wanna wear a shirt with my number?" He grins at you, his eyes sparkling while he musters you, and you embarrassedly laugh. "I still need to decide about my favorite player. I might favor Sakusa Kiyoomi, he seemed quite impressive too. And Kageyama's sets were amazing as well." He pouts at your words, pressing his hand to his chest as if you just wounded him. You quickly raise your hands and laugh.

"I was just kidding. Of course, I'd only wear your number. I want to support your big dream of becoming a famous volleyball player someday."

He nods approvingly and reaches into his bag. "In that case, I think I have the perfect shirt for you." He offers you a crumpled piece of cloth that you quickly recognize as the shirt he's been wearing during the game. You stare at him blankly, your eyes wandering from the shirt in his hand to his face. "That's your shirt."

"Yes." He nods, still holding the shirt up.

"You will need it for the Olympics."

"Yes."

"Won't you get in trouble for this?"

"It's not like they can fire me at this point." He just shrugs his shoulder, and you finally reach out for it. "Thank you."

"Of course, can't have ya walking around with Omi's number. He is the worst, have ya seen his ugly face and his glare? I dunno why he has so many fans." He fakes a gagging sound, and you giggle while you place the shirt on the couch next to you. You're quite sure that his shirt would sell online for a fortune—especially his worn shirt. Not that you would do that.

"You seemed to get along pretty well with him on the court." You say with a teasing smile, and he rolls his eyes playfully. "He's still an ass sometimes. He's just lucky that he's good at playing. Would have ditched him otherwise. But we normally get along well, I just love complainin' about him."

"He seems... quite intense." You both exchange a glance and nod in silent agreement, and then he clears his throat.

"Uhm.. do ya wanna drink something?"

"Water is good, thanks." You smile, and he is quick to go into the kitchen and return with two glasses and a carafe of water.

"Thanks." you smile and take a sip of the glass he offers you. You both sit there for a few seconds in silence, and you mentally debate if you should suggest for him to turn on a movie or something- or to start a new topic, but he always makes your brain go blank. You wonder if he regrets his choice of inviting you over. He might have been curious about you in the beginning, like you were curious about him, but what does he actually think about you? He's so hard to read, especially since you're having a hard time figuring out if he just has a natural flirty personality or if he just does it with you. You try to stay calm while you keep on overthinking next to him, your hand tightening almost uncomfortably hard around the glass, but then he suddenly interrupts your thoughts.

"Ya wanna play a game? I got this truth or dare on mobile thing. I bought the full lifetime version when I was drunk a few years ago, and I plan to use it to the fullest." His brown eyes are warm when you meet them and you find yourself forgetting about your worries.

"Oh? I think that is a story that I'd love to hear."

"Ya might if ya use a dare for that." He winks, and you feel your cheeks heat up. He fishes for his phone and starts typing your names in the bright and cartoonish-styled app. "Is random mode fine with ya?"

"Sure." You smile and wait for him to set things up, and he places the phone between the both of you an you both look curiously at the screen.

dare for Atsumu:

Show your latest pic in your camera roll.

He pales visibly after reading it and stares at his phone blankly while you eye him curiously. "Can I pass?" Your eyes widen at his sudden static state, and you simply nod. "Uhm... you don't have to do it if you're not comfortable."

He sighs and runs his hand through his hair. "I just don't want to make ya uncomfortable."

Now he has really piqued your interest. "I won't be. Promise."

He doesn't seem convinced but opens the gallery in front of your eyes and clicks on the last picture—a shirtless picture of him, probably taken right after the game. He's still wearing the red shorts and very seductively grinning into the camera, his bare abs on full display for the camera. You quickly avert your gaze and clear your throat, feeling like a teenager looking at their crush. You now rub your throat to hide how flustered you feel from just seeing a goddamn picture of him. "I didn't expect that, to be honest. It's - uh- a nice picture, though."

"I didn't plan on posting it; I just like the after-game pump." He is quick to explain, and you just nod with warm cheeks. It's definitely getting hotter in here. The game successfully managed to create tension in the room- something that you didn't expect from a game that looks like a dorky party game. You take another sip and clear your throat. "Uhm... next?"

"Yeah." He is quick to open the app and tap on the screen.

truth for Y/N:

Who is the hottest person in the room?

You laugh and point at Atsumu. "That is quite self-explanatory."

"Ya got an easy one here since it's just the two of us." He complains and looks at you accusingly while you just laugh about his cute pout.

"Make it a bit more demanding then?"

"How about you tell me who's the hottest person in the Olympic team? You've seen all of us play today. Who's your favorite?"

"I haven't seen them all close up," you try to be neutral, but he just groans.

"There was a poll once about hot volleyball players worldwide, and someone from the Argentinean team won. He's close to Tobio-kun, apparently."

"You didn't win?" You look at him surprised. Atsumu is definitely on the hotter side of the team members from what you've seen so far- at least in your eyes. You haven't really paid attention to the other players though, your eyes always coming back to Atsumu.

"Ya seem genuinely surprised; I take that as a compliment. Nah, I didn't win, but I was in the Top Ten." He proudly puffs his chest, and you give him a playful thumbs up. "Congrats. I would have put you on number one, though." You try your best to calm your heartbeat when you see how intensely he looks at you at your words.

He grins and nods before he simply turns on his phone again without saying more about it.

dare for Atsumu:

Take a picture with a person in the room and set it as your profile pic.

"I can't set it as my Instagram pic or somethin' like that, but maybe just my screensaver?" He says as he contemplates his options.

You nod and move closer to him on the couch, until your shoulders are touching and your knees almost bumping together. He lifts the phone for a selfie and tilts his head in your direction while you tilt yours in his direction and you both try to smile brightly.

You look awkward.

That's easy to tell, and he seems to notice too because he's not taking a picture. "Uhm- maybe. We should do it like this."

He wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer to his chest, and you hear the click of the camera while you look surprisedly at him- shocked at this bold actin. "Now, look at the camera." His hand comes up to pinch your cheek gently, and you find yourself smiling at his actions. He's probably in a good mood since he won the game today, so you just let him proceed, trying not to think that this had a deeper meaning- because it probably doesn't. He grins too and takes another picture, and you remain in that position for a few more seconds, his pleasant smell invading your senses now that you're so close to him, and you subtly try to inhale deeply again. He feels good against you. Warm and solid, your body almost naturally fitting against his. Even though you'd love to stay, you slowly move back to your place and create some distance between the two of you. His muscles seem even more prominent when you look at his still raised arm and he slowly lets it sink down to his side.

He goes into his gallery again, and you both look at the two pictures. You look like a real couple. With the way you look up at him, pressed against his chest, your expression clearly flustered while he looks down at you with a grin- it's almost too intimate for you to bear. The other one in which you both smile brightly while he pinches your cheek is a rather cute picture, and he hums while he taps the picture.

"I'll take the second one then?" You nod and watch him set it as a background. "It looks nice." You nod again, definitely not trusting your voice. He is perfect boyfriend material.

"Next one then?" He sets up his phone, and you hold your breath for a second when the words show up.

dare for Y/N:

Kiss the hottest person in the room.

You awkwardly laugh and look down at your glass of water, waiting for him to laugh with you. But he doesn't. It's just silent between you now. Atsumu has not shown any reaction, just staying still as he is, still looking at the screen. You look at him with furrowed brows and then again at the screen. Should you-

No. What are you thinking?

You notice that Atsumu's knee has started bouncing, something that you think is his reaction when he's feeling nervous, and you experimentally lean just a bit closer after taking a deep breath and his eyes move from the screen to you.

His gaze flickers from your eyes to your lips when you lean forward just a bit more, and then he is slowly leaning into you too, much to your surprise. Your gaze shifts to his lips, parted just the slightest bit, so kissable-

He is waiting for you to make your move, giving up all control of the situation to let you do as you're comfortable with- and then you realize one thing when your breath meets his lips and your eyes fall shut.

You're about to kiss Atsumu Miya.

[mirakeul]

i don't love you anymore

or how they act when they’ve fallen out of love pt. 3

notes ; more random characters !!! let me know what you think and maybe send me some characters to hurt you next <33 (or maybe a bnha/genshin version? 👀👀)

warning/s ; angst, no comfort, kinda sad ngl, some toxic relationships

characters ; semi eita, tendou satori, terushima yuuji, and kunimi akira

part 1 ; oikawa, tanaka, daichi, kenma part 2 ; akaashi, hinata, bokuto, kuroo

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—SEMI EITA

he becomes more hot-headed

like it's v easy to irritate him

the team notices this, sending you apologetic looks because of his attitude

"what?" he sighed, turning back to you, his eyes hard. "can't you see we're about to practice?"

ushijima was about to speak but tendou decided it was best that you two sort it out yourselves.

"i just wanted to talk," you said, eyes flitting to your hands. "lately, it seemed like you were avoiding me. are we okay, ei?"

he scoffed, saying. "are we really about to do this right now? i'm sorry you have to be so clingy."

your eyes widened, looking back at him. tears welled in your eyes as you turned and ran. did he really have to embarrass you in front of his team? and then, you realize, he doesn't care anymore.

—TENDOU SATORI

he would deflect everything with a teasing smile and excuses

would take manipulate, mansplain, malewife seriously

yeah...v toxic ngl

"hi, y/n!" tendou greeted you, ignoring the frown on your face. "why're you late?"

"i was waiting for you for two hours," you said, eyebrows furrowing, did he forget?

"was that today?" he laughed. "i thought that would be next week. i'm sorry i was with ushijima and the others, we'll go tomorrow, okay?"

you visibly relaxed, not wanting to be mad any longer. but then tomorrow came, and then the next day, and then the next, and the next. he keeps blowing you off with a laugh, saying he didn't know. was i just a joke to you?

—TERUSHIMA YUUJI

well,,,he'd probably go back to flirting with anything that's breathing

lol but in all seriousness, his team would shoot you worried glances when he flirts with "fans" in front of you

would deny at all cost that it's flirting

"yuuji," you called out to him after he finished taking another selfie with another fan. "can we walk home together?"

"oh, i can't, i just promised hana i'd walk with her."

"what?" you frowned. "but we haven't went home together in a while." more like months.

"she asked me first, so as a gentleman, i said i would,"

"you do realize she's flirting with you?" you said, your voice getting shaky. "and that you're doing it too?"

he chuckled, patting your head. "we're just friends. not everything's about you."

why did it feel like he was telling you that you're just friends now? are you really not one of his priorities anymore?

—KUNIMI AKIRA

i feel like he'd be the type to put more effort for you when you guys started dating

but lately, it feels like you were the only one making effort to stay in your relationship

he'd "forget" dates and sometimes, even small details he seemed to have memorized at first

"huh?" he asked, voice groggy from sleeping. "what?"

"i said, do you want to see that new movie i was talking about a while back."

"i've seen it with the others," he said, brows furrowing. "i thought you didn't like those kinds of movies?"

"i didn't say anything?" you rolled your eyes, exasperated. "fine, let's just go to [your fave cafe] this weekend?"

"yeah, yeah. i'll see you there."

weekend came, he was late. he has a bouquet of lilies in hand but you couldn't help but wince.

"what is it?"

"you know i don't like lilies."

and it's not just the flowers...it's almost everything you know you've mentioned to him. it's like he doesn't even care, choosing to forget you and your memories together slowly. what's to say he remembers his feelings for you?

© mirakeul ; do not modify or reupload anywhere else but reblogs are greatly appreciated!

[claynine]

Baby Owls

Bokuto x DomF!Reader x Akaashi

cw: degradation, pegging, kissing (male & male), bdsm

"You should have stopped him-" you spat making the two boys flinch.

"I tried, but you know how he is" Akaashi tried to defend himself.

"Hey!" Bokuto glared at him as you turned around towards them.

"Why?" You asked.

Silence.

"I see, you two wanna be brats today? Fine"

Bokuto whimpered as his pout appeared again for a second before pleasure once again filled him. Akaashi glanced over at his partner with a furrowed eyebrows, if it wasn't for him he wouldn't be in trouble.

"Go to the hotel room, now, i'll meet you in a few" you said.

They nodded and went up the elevator. Once inside Akaashi smacked Bokuto in the head.

"You idiot," he said ignoring his partners whine "She's mad at me because of your brattyness"

"Well I'm sorry" he cleary said sarcastically "I was just as needy as you!"

"But I know how to control myself and not grab a vibrator without permission!"

"Well- ah!" He hunched over in pleasure as a orgasm neared "F-fuck... i'm-"

Akaashi couldn't deny it, he was horny too. The urge to grab a vibrator alongside Bokuto was tempting but he knew better than disobey your simple order: "No vibrators while out on a trip with the team".

It was a small vacation of a week to relax before some big games coming up. A week, seven days, and Bokuto broke the rule after two days.

"I'm gonna- mhf!" Akaashi's lips met with Bokuto's in a steamy kiss, the latter cumming hard as his moans were swallowed by his partner.

"If she punishes me," Akaashi said as he parted away, the silver haired reaching over to get more but getting denied "It's your fault"

"Akaashi-" he moaned looking for more friction but the doors opened and they stepped out of the elevator before entering the room.

A few minutes later you entered, taking off your jacket as you were met with your two boys kissing eachother, not bothering or not hearing your entrance.

"Such brats," you spoke making them part and look at you lustfully "What should I do to you two?"

"Fuck me please-" Bokuto stood up on wobbly legs towards you as he hugged your arm "With that- big, big strap you have"

You hummed as you thought, ah, there's an idea.

"Both of you, bed, now" they obeyed as you grabbed the items from your bagpack.

Some rope, the big strap and some lube. You waited until they were undressed as you lubed the strap up, walking to Bokuto who only stared at the strap.

"Arms up," he obeyed, intranced by the mere sight of your plastic dick.

He only said "eh?" As you tied his hands to the headboard tightly, his eyes wide and confused.

"Come 'ere Akaashi," you ordered, he obeyed "On all four on top of Bokuto" once again he obeyed

You carassed his cheeks as you lubed up his entrance, a soft sigh left his mouth. The tip of the strap pocking his hole as it started gettinf swallowed by it. Akaashi's hips moving back looking for more friction.

"You know, you two are ungrateful," you spat as you picked up the pace.

Bokuto's eyes were stuck to Akaashi's face on top of his own. Eyes filled with lust and envy as his partners face was filled with pleasure.

"Please-" he was cutoff by you.

"I always give you everything, whenever you want it," your voice filled with anger and venom "All I ask is for seven days, and you can't give me that?-"

With a hard, strong thrust Akaashi moaned loudly while shaking and collapsing on top of Bokuto's chest. Your hips still moving after he came.

"Ah! I didn't- do- mh!- anything!-" he tried to get up but your hard and fast thrust sent him into submission in a second "I tried- ahaaaa!"

"I don't care, look at you," you said "look at him," you told Bokuto "Look at the way his ass takes my dick, better than you could, hah?"

Bokuto whined, tears glossing his eyes as his hair drooped. A wave of fear yet pleasure drowning him.

"You couldn't be without my dick for seven days, huh?" You spat, words making him moan instinctively "You fucking slut"

A loud moan broke through Akaashi's ones as Bokuto came. Embarrasment filling him up, his eyes rolled away as your words made him feel so good, so bad, so slutty, so fucking amazing.

"Only a brat like you could cum from my words," you stopped as Akaashi moaned again while cumming.

His hips fell on top of his partner as their dicks were stuck to eachother, the feeling torturing them both. You lifted Bokuto's legs and thrusted into him at once.

"Ah!" He moaned throwing his head back in pleasure, hands fisting up in his restraints.

"Now, let's see," you said, ears blessed by his moans.

Akaashi was angry too, it felt good, amazing but it was still a punishment. He was surely not gonna walk tomorrow, at least not straight. His legs were weak, he wanted revenge.

His mouth, teeth and tongue meet with Bokuto's nipples as he started eating away. Sucking the small pink buds eager to destroy him too. Bokuto was in hell and in heaven at the same time.

Your thrusts; perfectly timed, fast and rough, just like he liked it. And Akaashi's work on his nipples, leaving them red and swollen. He cried out in pleasure, pain and humilliation.

"Next time," you said kissing Akaashi's back, "Don't be some brats, be what you really are, hm? My little baby owls"

It was gonna be a long night, for the three of you.

[missmorosis]

sick manager :)

-> feat. bokuto, oikawa, and tsukishima

part 2 with sugawara and kuroo here!

personally i loved writing these, so lmk if you want a part 2 with other characters 👀

TW: PASSING OUT :))

To sum up how you felt in one word, you were exhausted. You were physically overworked; pushed to your limit with tons of schoolwork, stress, extracurriculars, and on top of that, you were your school's volleyball team manager. You were merely a first year, but you did your job well, and the entire team loved you.

You had tried to power through the classes, running with just two hours of sleep. Work was starting to pile up, so you had no time for sleep.

You felt yourself falling asleep during lectures, curling up on the grass for quick naps during lunch, and throughout the day, you had the worst headache.

With luck, you managed to make it through, but you still had hours of volleyball ahead of you. You blinked hard, trying to get rid of the sleepiness clouding your head. Your head pounded, and nothing was really registering in your brain.

There was no denying it, you were sick.

It was bound to happen sooner or later, but it was still annoying. You didn't want to miss the day's volleyball practice, because you had an upcoming game, so you decided to just push through and deal with it. 

Ignoring how bad your head hurt, you slung your bag over your shoulder and walked out of the classroom.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Bokuto, someone you recognized as the captain of the team you were the manager for, spotted you from a distance and was already bouncing, beaming as he waved. You smiled back with a small wave. He didn't mind that you didn't match his enthusiasm; he was used to it, so he didn’t find anything suspicious about it.

The two of you walked down to the gym, Bokuto talking animatedly the whole way there in the background. You didn't mind though, it was nice to just listen. However, every word he chirped bore into your brain, seeming to echo.

You didn’t want to be rude, but you couldn’t help but try to drown out his voice by focusing on your surroundings.

A green bush. A tall tree. A group of students.

“Y/N?” Bokuto waved his hand in front of your face, and you looked up at the mention of your name.

“Hm? Sorry, sorry, I’m just... oh, we’re here!” you said, quickly changing the subject. You didn’t want him to worry, and it was no big deal anyways... You could finally see the gym, and you let out a sigh of relief. It felt like the short walk was actually several miles long. 

You finally made it- 

Shoot.

A sudden dizzy spell overtook you. Shutting your eyes tight, you stumbled on your own feet, your legs giving out beneath you. No, no, no....

"Y/N!" Bokuto yelped as he caught you. He pulled you close to him, and whimpering, you leaned on his chest, trying to stay conscious.

“Sorry...” you breathed softly, just trying to focus on the way Bokuto’s chest went up, and down.

Up... and down. You shut your eyes tighter as a wave of your headache hit. Bokuto’s arms around you were definitely helping you stay standing, and you were thankful. Up... and down.

Then you slumped into his arms.

...

The second your eyes opened again, you were knocked back with a hug. You grunted at the unexpected impact, but smiled when you realized it was Bokuto.

"Y/N! You're awake!" Bokuto yelled, his voice watery with relief. "I thought you died," he sobbed, and you hugged him tight.

"I'm fine, I promise," you said with a laugh. "Just... thirsty." Bokuto leaped to get you a glass of water as fast as he could.

While he was gone, you looked around to see that you were in the nurse's office. You could just imagine Bokuto running with you unconscious in his arms, and you smiled at the thought.

Bokuto came back with the promised water, and he lay a hand on you to check up on your temperature.

"You're really burning up... why didn't you tell me you were sick?" he asked, pouting.

"I didn't want you to worry... I thought I would be fine, and that I would make it through practice." He shook his head.

"I want to know, okay?" You nodded with a smile.

"How long was I unconscious?" He thought for a second before responding.

"Only for a couple seconds, but you were kinda drowsy so we made you rest. It's been a couple hours now." You immediately got up.

"Practice isn't over yet?" you asked, still hopeful. Maybe you could at least stay for an hour? It was better than noth-

"Y/N..." he sad warningly, and you knew going wasn't an option.

"Fine..."

"Good," he responded, satisfied with your answer.

Walking out of the classroom, you met eyes with Oikawa Tooru, who immediately lit up at the sight of you. His smile immediately turned into a frown, immediately noticing something was different about you, given how perceptive he was.

"What's wrong?" he questioned slowly, and you shook your head.

"Nothing's wrong, Tooru... I'm just tired," you said, but he looked at you suspiciously.

“You should take a break,” he reminded you gently, and you shook your head, no matter how tempted you were.

“I really can’t, I’ve got… a lot to do. But I’m fine, I swear,” you assured him, gesturing towards the gym, despite the sick feeling in your body. You swallowed, trying to swallow the dizziness. “Let’s go!” You tried for a smile, and Oikawa responded with a hesitant one, finally deciding to let it go. 

Starting to walk towards the gym with the volleyball player following close behind, you shook your head, trying to shake out the growing light-headed feeling that you dreaded. It wouldn’t go away.

Shutting your eyes as tight as you could, you didn’t even notice that you stopped walking until someone tapped your shoulder. 

“Hm?” You peeked your eyes open slightly to notice Oikawa standing next to you. 

“Y/N-chan?” His face was written all over with concern.

“Sorry, I just…” You laughed sheepishly, trying to shrug it off, but the pain was beginning to be way too much. “I.. just…” you tried to say, but you were unable to finish as you swayed to one side, tripping over your own feet trying to stay standing. You heard Oikawa's yelp as he rushed to catch you, and you blinked slowly before passing out completely.

...

As soon as you woke up, you found yourself in your own bedroom. When you got up, wondering how you got there, you were met with Oikawa's frown.

"When was the last time you had at least seven hours of sleep?" he asked, disapproval in his eyes as he pushed you back into bed. You gave a shy smile.

"Maybe... two weeks ago?" Oikawa gasped dramatically before tutting in distaste.

"You need to sleep, or else your health will plummet," he said, shaking his head. Of course, at that moment, your headache had to come back. You winced and shut your eyes, burying your face into your hands. "What's wrong?" You shook your head with a sigh.

"My head's killing me," you admitted. "It's been like this all day."

"Wha- Y/N," he scolded, leaving the room. Where was he going? Ah. He came back with some medicine and a thermometer.

"Thanks." You swallowed the medicine, and Oikawa immediately forced the thermometer into your mouth.

"103.2?! Y/N, you'll be here for a good three days. I'm not ever letting you leave your bed until you get better, and I won't leave either." You laughed at his motherly antics.

"But what about pract-" you started, but Oikawa shushed you.

"Think of it as a much needed break." You stared at him.

"Did you at least go today?"

"No, of course not! You were freaking unconscious, I can't go and hit some good serves if I know that my precious Y/N could possibly be in pain," he said with a pout.

"Aw, Tooru..." You kissed his cheek. "You're too swee-" He pushed you back into your pillows, pulling the covers up before you could finish.

"Now rest up, Y/N-chan."

You glanced at your phone; you still had an hour until volleyball practice...

A little nap wouldn't hurt, right?

You found a nice, private corner, and huddled up. Using your backpack as a pillow, you fell asleep almost instantly.

Some time later, Tsukishima was walking by, on his way to practice. His eyes spotted you asleep in the corner, and he smirked.

"Idiot," he muttered under his breath, laughing to himself softly. "Hey, get up, Y/N." He flicked his finger on your forehead, and laughed when you began to stir awake.

"Mm?" Your voice was raspy from both sickness and sleepiness, and you blinked your eyes, trying to adjust. You shielded your face from the light with your hand, and you finally made out Tsukki's tall figure kneeling in front of you. "Oh, hi Tsukki..." He held out his hand with a smug smile, offering to help you up.

You groaned when you realized that the nap didn't make your headache go away. Getting up too fast, you swayed for a good two seconds; Tsukki's hands were on your shoulders, trying to steady you.

"Ten bucks you don't make it through practice without passing out," he joked, but you had a feeling he was going to be ten dollars richer soon enough. You nodded sleepily, but quickly froze.

"Wait- am I late for practice?" You frantically dug your phone out, sighing in relief when you learned that you still had ten minutes to spare.

"What, you think I would be late?" Tsukishima said, jokingly. "But anyways, I'm not letting you go to practice today. Clearly you need rest... and..." His hand rested on your forehead, and he nodded. "Like I thought, you have a fever." You swatted his hand away.

"Today's practice is important, I can't miss it. I'll be fine, Tsukki, since when do you worry about me?" You turned around, heading towards the gym, when your head hurt just a bit too much. You winced, and faster than your brain could process what was happening, you were already falling to the ground and everything went dark.

...

"Oh, you're awake." You opened your eyes and saw Tsukishima waiting for you. You were in the nurse's office from the looks of it, and Tsukishima got up with some water and medicine.

"Here, take this." You nodded and followed his command.

"Thanks," you said, rubbing your head.

"Hm. You know how you asked when I started to worry about you?" he asked, sticking a thermometer into your mouth.

"Hm? Oh... yeah." You recalled how you had said something like that right before you passed out. You took the thermometer out and glanced at the temperature.

103.2. You hid the thermometer behind your back, knowing Tsukki would not be happy with your temperature.

"The answer was always; I always care about you, even if I don't seem like it."

"Wow, Tsukki..." It surprised you; you never thought you would hear anything nice coming out of Tsukishima's mouth.

"Also, you act like a five year old sometimes, people can't help but worry about you," he added. You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help but smile. "Now hand over the thermometer. I didn't forget." Sighing, you reluctantly gave it to him.

"Welp, will you at least cuddle with me until I get better?" you asked with pleading eyes.

"Come on, Y/N. You're contagious..." You pouted, and he sighed. "Fine."

BUT ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU ENJOYEDDDD!! THANKS FOR READING BABE

this is 100% not edited or proofread IM SORRY- IT MAY NOT EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE HAHSJFJRI

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[totiredtowrite]

to the dad-kids request, yes- its the readers and the hq boys kid, thanks again!!

Imagine Being A Father

(Couldn't be me)

Warnings ~ like 3 curse words, but really just some ✨fluffy goodness✨

Note: I decided to do headcanons and a little fic thing. Also, I'll try with their characters. I'm not very well versed in Atsumu lol. (The characters are Atsumu, Sakusa, and Tendou). Oh and I also tried my best with the drabble part, cause for some reason my eyes just said nope and feel vv tired.

Male Reader

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Okay first off

Imagine being married to this man

Like

Just being able to wake up and share a cup of coffee in the morning when he has time (or tea or water ykyk)

Anyways

You adopted a little girl when she was around 5 years old?

(She looks nothing like y'all <3)

But this guy is like overworked and tired please give him coffee and a hug thx

And I'm gonna say he isn't too vocal about his relationship

Like his team just does not know that he's liTERALLY MARRIED AND HAS A KID

Let's just say the first few months were rough

BUT IT'S OKAY, CAUSE NOW Y'ALL R HAPPY AND HAVE A 7 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER

So just imagine the teams surprise when they actually find out 💀

Today was the day, as your daughter kept saying. Today, you and you daughter were going to watch your husband play for the first time in a while. Your little girl was all hyped up, jumping around and practically dragging you out of bed.

It was cute, really. The actual game? Overwhelming in the best way. She was cheering loudly from the sidelines, eyes bright and starry. Anyone who saw you knew that she was your daughter, purely because of the adoration in your eyes. You felt so proud, so big!

And when the game ended with the Jackals winning, she practically jumped three feet in the air. As people were starting to leave, you gently told her that you were "going to see daddy."

You pick her up, and make your way down the stands. Of course that doesn't last long as she worms her way out of your arms and runs towards Sakusa, barreling into his leg at full force. "Papa! You did really good! The ball was like whooosh and the other guys were–" she continued to talk about how amazing he was as you made your way over and pecked him.

"You did well out there love," you mused into his lips. He smiled softly and kissed you back, leaning down to pick up your daughter. "It was tough." He said to your daughter. She giggled, little fists digging into his jersey.

The team? In shock. Before anyone could say anything, (as Bokuto was very obviously preparing to do), Sakusa shot them a sharp glare and turned to pat his daughters head, setting her down gently. "I'll meet you at the car," he said, rolling his eyes in the teams direction. You laughed softly and nodded.

Truly, this little family of yours was a blessing.

Atsumu Miya

I know this bitch looks like the type to not want kids, but when you two met the little twin boys for the first time, he just went ✨👄✨

Loves them with all his heart honestly

Your twins r 8 btw

His first thought was "omg did he do this because I have a twin what a tool"

And then he went "omg he did this because I have a twin, I love him"

Guy is smitten for you and would burn a whole ass building down for his sons

Def brags to Osamu about it

And the team

"Sorry can't make it tonight I'm gonna spend time with mY KIDS AND HUSBAND"

He always makes sure people know my guy is PROUD

Loves to spend time just doing whatever with his boysss

Can and will make time for you

Has 100 percent missed practice for y'all before

And would do it again what a gremlin

"Daaaad!" Atsumu turned his attention away from you. One of you kids was running towards you at full speed. "Heeeeelp!" He jumped onto the couch with you and your husband.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" Atsumu asks.

"He's gonna kick me because I chose the movie!"

You chuckled softly. These bundles of chaos reminded you of Atsumu and Osamu, the way they bickered back in high school. You sighed wistfully, combing your fingers through your sons hair as his twin comes running down the hallway. When he saw that his brother was in the safety of "where you parents can see you" he slowed to a walk and nervously fiddles his hands.

"Hi dad...hi papa." Atsumu raised a brow, but honestly wasn't all that shocked. Having siblings basically means "you can fight anywhere but in front of your parents." You chuckled again and poked Atsumu go get his attention.

He turned to you. "Why don't you and the boys make popcorn while I get the movie up, hm?" You said, reaching for the remote. The twins jumped and smiled, both bouncing on their toes once one got off of your lap.

"Course dear," Atsumu pressed a swift kiss to your lips and stood up. "Alright thing one, thing two," he addressed them both, "let's go make popcorn while your dad works his TV magic." He grinned at them, and followed as they ran into the kitchen excitedly.

As rowdy as your kids, (and your husband), could be, this house really did feel like home.

Tendou Satori

I think he's the most chaotic dad here

Because he works with chocolate in the timeskip, he definitely brings some home to your kid when you sPECIFICALLY SAY NOT TO

Such a tool I love him

You adopted a boy btw

Your son is like 11 years old now

At first you didn't know about adopting an older kid, but you admit it was the BEST DECISION EVER

Y'all r cute

Like going out and having little family days

Best believe if your kid has any trouble at school Ten will ACT UP

And no I don't mean beating up little kids

Loves you both so much it literally hurts

You'll like come home from work and see Tendou and your kid in the living room just covered in paint

Which as I think about it is a really good prompt so I'm gonna write that hehe

Today was tiring, you decided. Work had been absolute hell, as your boss decided that you were capable enough to handle twice the amount of work as usual. Your hands ached from typing and writing all day long, your eyes were tired from looking at screens and papers all day long, and honestly the only thing you wanted was a break from all the words.

Which is why it was a suprise when you opened the door to your apartment and your husband was sitting in the living room with your son, both covered in paint. They were talking and painting random things messily. You were just thankful that Satori had the sense to lay newspapers down beforehand, because paint was everywhere.

You didn't say a word as you closed the door, slipped off your shoes, dropped your bag and hobbled forward to collapse on the couch. "Hi dad!" Your son says loudly. "Dad #2 said that you were gonna be late today, so we ordered takeout! He says it's on the way now!"

"That's great kid," you said sleepily. It was just like your son to inform you about the most crucial current detail going on, but he hadn't said anything about the paint yet.

Tendou grinned at you, little dried green and blue splatters of paint on his face offsetting his red hair. "We wanted to make you something!" He said proudly. He then gestured at you son. "This little guy did most of the work honestly."

You tilted your head. Make you something? That was new. Your son nods. "Dad #2 said that you got more work and was gonna be late, so I wanted to make to a picture!" He holds up a rather well done cartoonish dog. Satori held up his own paper, which was a hastily painted house and trees.

You sighed, a tired smile taking over your face. They were dorks, but they were your dorks.

[maizumis]

hello I have a request :0

Not sure if you've done this or smth but can I request hq boys as dad's imitating their teenage daughters for bokuto, atsumu, suna, iwa, and sakusa and/or oikawa not sure what the character limit is my bad HSJDB :,)

— HAIKYUU BOYS IMITATING THEIR TEENAGE DAUGHTER

ft. timsekip! bokuto kōtarō, miya atsumu, suna rintarō, iwaizumi hajime, oikawa tooru

note: pls I'm wheezing 💀 thank you so much for requesting! kinda loved this <3 maybe is a little twisted? tell me what do you think!

❦ BOKUTO saw his daughter open the door, coming home after a long day of classes “hi dad” she spoke while placing his bag on the couch “sheeeesh” the poor girl didn't knew where to hide from the embarrassment “dad? all okay?” he nodded and stood up from where he was sitting “hey hey hey, my child! everything okay, I want to be a cool dad!” his daughter was laughing nervously at his sudden change of demeanor “you don't have to worry! you're the best dad I have and—” she got interrupted “sheeeeesh” “dad, please—” “sheeeeeEEEESH” she just landed a pat on his shoulder, knowing there wasn't a way out of this

❦ ATSUMU is the hot dad, all your daughter's friends want to get with him but you have the ring on it, pop off; today he went to pick up his daughter from school and decided to tease her a little, standing in the school gates and patiently waiting to see her “oh my god, dad! you're here” her smile made him feel so proud of being a dad, maybe it wasn't what he thought of his future when he was her age but he wouldn't change it for nothing in the world wide world, he was gonna make sure to say sorry after this scene, but if she did it all the time around the house then why he couldn't? “am getting ripped tonight! R.I.P THAT PUSSY—” “DAD, STOP!” “—EEYYY”

❦ SUNA was waiting for his daughter to go downstairs and greet her good morning– just to show her that tiktok dance she always did along the day “hi dad” her morning voice still a little groggy, nonetheless kissed her forehead good morning “hi love” mf just got up his chair and started doing the lil dance, not stopping until get a reaction out of his kid “dad, everything okay?” poor suna was getting tired, he thought he would be part of the cool dad™ after this but his daughter only seemed worried about him “yes, just– sit down, I'll make you breakfast” no more tiktok dances for suna

❦ IWAIZUMI heard his daughter humming along the lyrics of WAP and as the good father he is, he needed to memorize the lyrics and have some ‘cool moments’ with his daughter, so he could later brag it out with his friends; today he was taking his daughter our for a quick shopping and lucky him, WAP was ok the radio “hey- isn't that the song you listen to?” and his daughter was burning red from just thinking of his dad knowing the nasty lyrics “no dad, never heard about it before” he kept his eyes focused on the road before starting his show “now from the top— make it drop-” “NO DAD! STOP”

❦ OIKAWA knows the tiktok dances by heart now after spending a whole afternoon learning them just to have an excuse to hangout with his daughter that was kinda going through that “teenage crisis”; he steeped into his room, placed his phone on the night lamp as some kind of tripod and started dancing “look baby, now I'm the same as you, we popping gurlll” the vocabulary just to make it more real, the panic on his daughters face made him question himself, did he got one of the dances wrong? “you know what—?” she got out of her bed “go off dad, let's make this tiktok together”

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Hi! I hope you're doing okay. For the Valentine's event I'd like to request a double heart💕 with bokuto, kuroo, akaashi and kenma (the lee can be akaashi or kenma, I can't decide between them so I'll leave it to you if you don't mind) Btw the idea of the platonic event was super cool ^^ Also, take care and have a good rest of the week💚🤍❤️

Ciao! Thank you sooooo much for this prompt! It was so much fun to work on! I couldn't decide between Kenma or Akaashi either, so I just said what the heck and did both! I hope that's alright! I hope you have a good rest of your week as well! Enjoy!^^

Two Idiots and Their 'Babysetters'

Lers: Bokuto and Kuroo

Lees: Akaashi and Kenma

"Umm what are you guys doing? Wait no!"

As soon as Kenma caught sight of those mischievous grins directed at him, he knew it couldn't mean anything good, and then they wiggled their fingers at him, and he decided his best bet was to get out of this gym right freaking now.

He scrambled upwards from where he'd been sitting with his back against the wall and abandoned his Nintendo switch in favor of booking it for the door, Kuroo and Bokuto in hot pursuit. 

By some miracle, he was somehow able to outrun the two taller guys long enough to reach the door, and a flutter of hope rose in his chest, only to be squashed down almost immediately when he slammed straight into Akaashi who had been coming in at the same time he'd been coming out.

Akaashi let out a surprised curse as the two setters went toppling to the ground, just as Kuroo and Bokuto arrived.

"Oh now would you look at that Bokuto~. Now we have two grumpy setters to make smile! Thanks Kenma!" Kuroo cooed, making Kenma stiffen and Akaashi squawk as he realized what was about to happen.

Before either of them could think to do anything else, the two guys pounced on them. Kuroo went after Kenma, while Bokuto targeted Akaashi.

"Kuroo no. Don't you dare- Aha! Nohohoho gehehet off!!!" Kenma squealed when his childhood friend started squeezing at his hips, and he quickly covered his mouth in embarrassment. He tried to kick the older off of him, but that proved to be a grave mistake on his part when Kuroo caught his leg and started pulling his shoe off. 

"Oh. So you want to start kicking me now?! You really need to cool it with the violent video games for a while Kenma, they might just get you into trouble~." Kuroo teased just before he started scribbling his fingers over his sole, sending the blonde into an instant fit of screeching laughter as he unsuccessfully tried to squirm away.

Akaashi wasn't faring much better.

"Akaashi-kun!! Does this tickle?! Huh?! Does it?! What about this?! Does it?!" Akaashi couldn't answer, to busy trying to muffle the stream of frantic and confused giggles that came out of him when the overexcited captain started poking and prodding all over his ribcage, the sound of Kenma's own laughter telling him that this was yet another one of Bokuto's little schemes with Kuroo. He really needed to steer him clear of that guy. He was a bad influence.

By the time the two captains had finally gotten their fill and decided to show their poor victims some mercy, both guys were red in the face and panting through excess giggles.

"There we go! Now see? Don't you feel a lot better now that you're smiling Kenma? Now, no more of that grumpy scowling today got it? Or else~!!" Kuroo teased, wiggling his fingers at his now exhausted best friend.

"Ugh… yeheheah, whatehehever, gohohohot it.." the blonde agreed reluctantly, shuddering slightly at the threat of another attack if he started getting moody again, the entire reason that Kuroo and Bokuto had come after him in the first place. Akaashi had simply gotten caught in the crossfire.

"Perfect! Alright! Now that that's settled, let's go get these two some water so they can recover. Can't have our setters getting dehydrated on us now can we?"

And with that, the two goofballs were off again, leaving the poor second years to recover. After taking a moment to catch his breath, Kenma spoke up.

"Sorry you got caught up in that. They're literal children." He apologized, deadpan as ever.

Akaashi merely chuckled.

He wasn't wrong there.