#SHIRTLESS IWAIZUMI

[sassycheesecake]

New Haikyū!! Official Art…. I can’t even…..DAMN 🔥🥵

[simonsuke]

POV: He’s on the top

[miserye]

If men’s nipples bleed from chafing when they run why don’t they just wear sports bras???

[kemistre]

εïз┊𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 — feat. bokuto kotarou, miya atsumu, iwaizumi hajime, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarou

synopsis. seeing your other half shirtless is a normal part of a relationship, but how do they react when it’s your first time seeing him without his shirt on?

— content warnings. suggestive, shirtless 2D men, pet names (baby, darling, angel, pretty baby), kiyoomi is shirtless & pantless ;) — word count. 890

εïз┊author's note. posting this gem again for funsies and i literally cannot stop thinking about every single one of these men :3

εïз┊b. kotarou

he couldn’t help but text you as he opened the door to his apartment. after sakusa’s spike to his stomach, he needed to tell you not only how cool it was, but how much it hurt. it wasn’t long after his last text that you were at his doorstep, gladly being invited in by his voice echoing throughout the small apartment. “ko?” “baby!” he popped out from the doorway of the bathroom, a giant smile on his lips. his legs moved on their own as he approached you, his instinct to kiss you upon seeing your beautiful face. he cupped your cheeks, his lips grazing over your own before he pulled back, your cheeks hotter than they usually are. his head tilted in confusion as he stood there half-clothed, his chest—his abs—put on display just for you. “baby? are you still in there..?” he knocked lightly on your head, completely clueless of the effect he had on you.

εïз┊ m. atsumu 

a sigh fell from his lips as he threw his jersey to the side, practice had been tough on him recently. though, he couldn’t figure out why that was. he was just so stiff, and his sets were lacking, it had stressed him out. of course you knew that, he couldn’t not tell you what was going through his mind. he huffed as stretch his back, putting his arms above his head. his eyes found the mirror above his dresser, a small smirk appearing on his lips as he looked at the body he’d made for himself. “h-hey ‘tsumu, i brought food..” his attention was now on you who stood in the doorway of his bedroom with food in hand, it was evident by your face you were flustered, and he knew why. he smiled, stepping towards you with dark eyes. “well thanks angel.” he took the food from your hands, quickly giving you a kiss on the cheek. he smirked, his lips grazed your own before he let out a breathy chuckle. “like what ya see? first time if i remember correctly.”

εïз┊ i. hajime

he let the water slide down his throat, quickly wiping the sweat from his forehead after his morning run. he sighed, setting the bottle onto the kitchen counter as he pulled his tank top over his head before throwing it over his shoulder. you said you were going to stop by earlier in the morning, though he figured he’d have time to shower, make the two of you lunch, and be able to hang out the rest of his day off. thoughts of what to make you filled his head as he opened the fridge. “you look a little sweaty, haji.” you giggled, making him turn to you as you eyed him. he grew flustered at your sudden appearance. “i thought you were coming over later..” “i told you i was on my way.” now that you mentioned it, he did feel his phone buzz in his pocket, though he never got around to checking it. after that moment, after your little smirks towards him the rest of the night there was no way he was going to live down your teasing. he just hoped you wouldn’t tell oikawa.

εïз┊s. kiyoomi

his wet hair dripped water onto the bathroom floor, his reflection staring back at him in the mirror. his curly hair covered his face, his towel loosely wrapped around his waist as water droplets slid down his chest. the steam from the hot shower dispersing through the crack in the bathroom door. with a little shake of his head, he pushed himself up from his hunched over position at the sink, and pulled open the door, the cold air hitting him suddenly. goosebumps appeared on his skin as he threw his towel over his hair, hoping to not get the floors of his bedroom soaked. he paused as he looked through his drawers, hearing a small creak of the floorboards. his eyes flickered towards his door, where — to his shock — you stood. “darling? what-” “sorry omi!” you yelled, your voice cracking as you slammed the door. he flinched at the loud noise, you reaction confusing him until he realized where his towel wasn’t. he slammed his head against the edge of his dresser, his face turning bright pink as his eyes grew wide.

εïз┊s. rintarou

he laid on his bed, spread out on his back as a hand was set gently on his bare stomach, another holding his phone as he scrolled through tiktoks, trying to waste the time away so you’d get there sooner. and it worked, you finally strolling your way through the doorway. his eyes flickered towards you for a moment, then back to his phone as he scrolled to the next video. “what are you watching, rin?” he let out a small hum, glancing up at you from where he laid. your face grew hot, this being the first time you’d seen your boyfriend without a shirt on. a smirk made its way to his lips, he knew, and you knew he knew your body was heating up. he dropped his phone next to his head, quickly pulling you onto the bed with him, making you fall onto of him as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of you neck. “y’know you like seeing me half naked, pretty baby.”

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SONGS THEY LOVE TO MAKE OUT TO!

✿²˖ ࣪ ➣ includes : suna rintaro. iwaizumi hajime. atsumu miya.

note : me after incorporating my music hyperfixation into all my works. also can u tell im so obsessed with all of these men's arms n hands.

SUNA RINTARO: REDBONE BY CHILDISH GAMBINO

makeouts with suna are always distracting you. this night was no different except for the fact that you're on the floor. well, you're sittting on the rug beside his bed that's pushed up to the wall. he's sitting against it, and you're in his lap facing him. you're on your phone, not paying attention to the boy directly in front of you, too busy trying to instruct one of your project partners on how to use microsoft. suna is not usually jealous. who cares if someone's into you? it's not like they have a chance. you never entertain them anyways. he just misses you. he was out of the city for a week for an away game, and he's hardly kissed you since he left. he's had awaken, my love! by childish gambino playing for a while now, head lolling back on the bed, bored out of his mind. "babyyyy" he hums in complaint after you giggle at your phone. "hold on rin, i'm almost done... god these people are so stupid, i swear i'm literally carrying this project" you roll your eyes as your fingers fly across the screen, the tapping filling the silence until your boyfriend groans and brings his head up to look at your pretty face. the intro of redbone kicks in, and his mind starts racing, thinking about all the times he's kissed your lips to this song. his hand snakes around your waist, and you feel his thumb start tracing hearts into your skin. "you're too pretty to be worrying about school," suna pouts, "you should pay attention to... other things..." his suspicious trail off causing your eyes to flick to his face, but before you could find his eye contact, he was planting kisses onto your neck. "rin," you whine, winding up to tell him off, but he makes his way up to your jaw, grinning against your cheek when you catch his eye. "rin i can't..." you sigh, incredibly receptive to his touch despite your words, dropping your phone still open on your messages to wrap your arms around his shoulders. "you just look so beautiful, can’t stop myself," he mumbles before pressing his lips against yours, hands making their way to hold the dip between your jaw and neck. you lean into his desperate kiss, and when your fingers carress the nape of his neck, you feel him smile. "missed you so much baby"

IWAIZUMI HAJIME: NIGHTS BY FRANK OCEAN

makeouts with iwaizumi always start out polite. it's always just one kiss, something casual, until he starts getting needier. you had dragged your boyfriend into another late afternoon nap, him shirtless, and you wearing one of his faded graphic t-shirts. you're woken by the sunlight beaming through iwaizumi's ineffective blinds. his arm is lazily holding you and he's laying on his stomach, you're on your back. you place your hand on his forearm and hum along to the end of hold on by the internet. you had forgotten you put on a playlist. you hear iwaizumi grunt and you giggle. "you awake finally?" he teases, turning on his side to face you and you do the same. "take a guess, genius" you quip back and he tsks. he doesn't say anything though, chest to chest and noses touching, he just stares into your eyes. sometimes he wakes up with you next to him and he is baffled at how he managed to pull someone as gorgeous as you. his eyes only break from yours to flick to your lips, and you can tell he's trying to be discreet by the way they immediately dart back. the song changes, and you both smile at each other knowingly. you were about to exclaim that he should just kiss you, but he interrupts that thought to oblige, and your face goes hot. his kisses still gave you butterflies despite being with him for so long. you kiss him back, matching the way he deepens it, hands over your hips as he pulls you onto him. you gasp at the sudden nature of it, and he grins against your mouth. you break free and move your hands from the sides of his face to his bare chest, but he pulls you closer to kiss up your shoulder and your collarbones and ultimately brings you back to kiss him. as the beat switches, his strong arms hold you tighter, closing whatever distance the two of you might have had before. he groans in your mouth when your hands tangle in his hair, tugging on it slightly when he quietly mumbles, "i love you". he could kiss you all day if he could, and he acts like it.

MIYA ATSUMU: ONE NIGHT ONLY BY SONDER

makeouts with atsumu are intense and frequent. he loves pda, he's the type of guy to use any excuse to show off his girl, and is that such a crime?! he needs to stop kissing you at parties though, i fear you've become that couple. you were both a little tipsy, and when atsumu drinks, he can't take his hands off of you. so when he started kissing on your neck, you rushed him to the bathroom to avert everyone's eyes from the pda. you shut the door behind you, and atsumu quickly takes the opportunity to close the distance between you two until he had you pressed against the door. "oh, hey," you say with a sarcastic smirk that he matches. "hi baby," he bites his lip, looking you up and down and then back to your eyes, "you look so fucking good... i couldn't stop looking at ya, princess" he knows he's not subtle. your heart beats to the bass of the song playing through the door as he cups your cheeks in his big hands. he leans in to kiss you fervently, leaving you breathless and almost as needy as him. his hands thread through your hair and yours do the same as he nips at your lips playfully. you giggle and he pulls back just enough to speak, resting his forehead on yours. "you're so perfect" is all he says before he starts peppering you face and neck with soft kisses, working his way up back to your lips to capture you in a kiss much more intense comparatively. his hands roam your back, and you melt into his touch as the two of you intertwine. the world fades away, it's just you and him and the song. "hey are y'all done in there or what?" osamu knocks irritably, gladly interrupting you much to both of your displeasure. you laugh, and atsumu rolls his eyes. "yeah yeah whatever," he calls out, planting one last kiss on your cheek before you drag him out of the bathroom, "this will be continued later, promise you baby" he's so corny

[honeekyuu]

squeeze. [sakusa kiyoomi x reader]

two. the devil.

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a/n. this au has me on my knees.

[playlists]. satin black || brews abridged || vibes

warnings: SAKUSA MOTHERFUCKING KIYOOMI.

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✗ !!! ignore timestamps !!! ✗

“Just come on-”

“Dude,” Hinata coughs, waving his hand in front of his face. “I can’t see shit.”

You roll your eyes, dragging him into Satin Black by the wrist. Cigarette smoke clouds your vision and stings at your eyes, but the dark glow of the tattoo shop makes it impossible to see, anyway. You’d started to get used to it over the last few weeks, but it’s still an assault on your senses every time. You blink it away, squinting into the hazy room.

The tattoo artists – the polite-looking one and the angry guard dog one – are standing at one of the mirrors. Akaashi Keiji and Iwaizumi Hajime, based on your interactions on Twitter today. You stop at the counter, watching them and barely noticing when Hinata stumbles into you from behind.

Akaashi’s shirtless in the mirror, a cigarette dangling between his lips and his eyes squinting down at the art on his own body, as though he’s examining intensely for imperfections. His jeans are slung low on his hips – you see that the dark trail of hair under his navel is flanked on both sides by symmetrical hip tattoos, the black ink stark on his pale skin. 

Iwaizumi is behind him, head bent and cigarette shedding ashes onto the floor as he digs a tattoo gun into Akaashi’s spine. He’s wearing an old muscle shirt with cigarette holes in it, tattooed biceps flexing every few seconds as he works and his frown deep with concentration. There’s a large outline on Akaashi’s back, the lines purple and thin and spanning the entirety of his upper back and curling over the tops of his shoulders. Half of it is filled in, pale blues and greens splashed over his left shoulder blade and Iwaizumi’s gun pressing a cyan color into his spine. Akaashi looks to be in absolutely no pain, his gaze empty as he mumbles something plainly to the other artist. Iwaizumi lifts his head and plucks the cigarette from his own mouth, another cloud of smoke filling the room as he stares down at Akaashi’s back and grumbles a response. 

The interaction is entirely inaudible, the grating guitar of “Crazy Bitch” screaming in your ears. Hinata has both ears plugged with his fingers, and he leans in close to yell to you.

“This is that one Buckcherry song you like!”

It catches both tattoo artists’ attention, and you have no idea how they’d heard your friend.

Cyan eyes find yours in the mirror – cyan like the ink being drilled into his back – and Iwaizumi’s angry gaze is whipping around to you and Hinata at the counter, the cigarette flickering with light and then shedding between his fingers.

“The fuck do you know about Buckcherry?” he barks, and you’re amazed you’d caught it. Hinata jumps beside you, and you feel him shuffle closer.

“Nothing! Uh-Sir?”

Iwaizumi finds that funny, it seems. His eyebrows lift, and you hear him snort quietly as he gives Hinata the once-over, but your eyes are trapped by Akaashi’s. 

The polite-looking one, who doesn’t look so polite now that you really look at him. 

He stares back emptily for a moment, and then – when he sees that you won’t break eye contact first – he smirks, the cigarette looking dainty in a smile that dangerous. 

“Suna,” he says quietly, and you wonder if there’s some black magic in the shop that makes hearing possible through the music. “Your favorite customer’s here.”

You only realize that the curtain across the room is closed when it flies open. Suna emerges on a rolling chair, shirtless with black sunglasses sitting on his nose. You wonder wryly if he knows it’s already dark in the shop without them. 

He’s clearly with a client, because he’s got black latex gloves on and a pair of forceps his right hand, but when he sees you, you get the feeling he couldn’t care less.

“I was wondering when I’d see you, sweetheart.” His smile is wicked, and you wonder, not for the first time, if he’s as harmless and stupid as he seems online.

He sets the clamp down and stands from the chair just as the song is changing, and that black magic idea becomes that much more convincing – haunting vocals ring in the shop, layered under a bass-y beat and quick rap, and the way Suna strips his hands of that black latex while smiling at you feels oddly like you’re being lured in by a siren that knows exactly what it’s doing.

His head twitches in Hinata’s direction, and you watch two tattooed fingers lift the glasses off his face as he stares down at your friend with lifted brows.

“You old enough to be in here?” he says with a smirk as he approaches. Hinata only leans toward you again, his arm hooking with yours.

“Is that the piercer?” he asks in a whisper. Suna’s face splits in a shit-eating grin, his double lip piercings spreading under the light when he presses his hips against the counter.

“Yeah. That’s the piercer,” the man says, his voice low and close. And then he flicks his gaze to you, and green eyes pin you to your spot. “Finally gonna let me pierce you, baby?”

You swallow and shake your head, clearing it. “I’m here about-”

“About the music,” he says, head tilted to look down at you. “I know. What’s wrong – you don’t like Saliva? It’s one of his favorites.”

You furrow your brows, frowning up at him. “Who?”

There’s silence, and then Suna’s grin is widening, face twisting into something terrible and manic.

“Oh,” he breathes, excitement making him lean ever closer. “You haven’t met him yet."

Oh.

Suna pulls out his phone and types out a quick message – you watch the black outline of a heart that sits on his thumb fly across the screen, and you remember to steel yourself despite the nerves. You’d come here for a reason.

Suna’s eyes find yours again. “I fixed that for you.”

“Fixed what-”

The door directly across the shop from you is wrenched open, and your gaze goes right over Suna’s shoulder. The man that comes out of that room walks in time with the echoing, ethereal vocals ringing throughout the shop.

Black Docs blend into black jeans, ripped at the knees and following lean legs that go on for miles. A black t-shirt that’s form-fitting and snug around tattooed biceps, every inch of those arms covered an ink, down to fingernails stained with black polish. Septum and industrial piercings glint under the single overhead light as he passes under it, and two ink black moles peek out from under the ink black hair that hangs over two ink black eyes.

Jesus Christ.

He’s in front of you before you can put together that you’ve been staring up into his eyes for too long.

“Can I help you?” His voice isn’t welcoming, it’s deep and rough and irritated. You wonder when the devil made hell so hot.

“Uh-” You swallow, and Hinata’s elbow digs into your side, urging you. “The music-”

The devil sneers, and your brain whispers a quiet ‘thank you’ in response. “You’re really interrupting my piercer for this? He’s with a client.”

You blink. You remember the devil has a name. He’s just a man, and you’d be damned before you fold for him.

I’d rather he fold me in-

“Maybe your piercer should be professional and not forget he has a client, then. He wouldn’t be standing here right now.”

You see Akaashi and Iwaizumi turn over their shoulders to stare. They’d gone back to tattooing Akaashi’s back, but the gun switches off now, Iwaizumi’s eyebrows high on his forehead as he stares in amusement. Akaashi crosses his arms, watching with a quiet, unnerving smirk. 

The devil–Sakusa Kiyoomi– leans down, planting his hands on the counter and leveling you with a glare that makes you shiver. “Is that all you can come up with?”

You drop your gaze, able to match anyone else’s but not his. Not his. 

Your eyes land on his marked fingers, and you notice a piercing on his right hand that slices through his middle finger, between the second and third knuckles. Suna has the same one, now that you’re looking.

“‘s cute,” you mumble, nodding your head toward it. You lift your eyes to Sakusa’s, slapping a disinterested smile on your face. “Boyfriends?”

He stares back evenly, unfazed. “Brothers.”

You need this man like you need air.

“Do you need something,” he starts, voice cutting through every thought flying around your head. “Or are you just here to waste my time?”

The haze of him crashes down over you, and you remind yourself who you’re talking to. 

It works. 

“If my wine glasses start shattering, you can expect a bill from me,” you say, crossing your arms in irritation. He only lifts his brows, looking at you like you’re stupid.

“How about you just move your wine glasses away from the wall?”

You bristle, leaning forward and planting your hands on the counter, too. Hinata’s hand slips from your arm, and he gasps quietly, whispering your name. You don’t hear it, too busy getting in Sakusa’s face.

He looks briefly surprised to see you come so close, and his eyes flick down to your mouth before finding your gaze again. You smile politely, knowing he’ll see it for the insult it is.

“How about you just turn your music down?”

He smiles back, leaning closer, and you swear you can smell his shampoo. 

“How about you just fuck off?”

You blink, eyes going wide. He’d said it with saccharine, but it stings across your skin like a slap to the face. You furrow your brows, hatred burning in you, but he’s sliding his eyes to the man beside you, looking at Hinata for the first time.

He gives the ginger a once-over, and then he slides his gaze back to yours, slow and purposeful and magnifying the whisper he lets out, breath fanning over your mouth.

“And get your little brother out of my fucking shop.”

He’s gone before you’re ready to let him leave, the door to his office slamming so hard that the windows behind you rattle.

You stare at it blankly, listening to Suna’s low whistle and Akaashi’s mocking snicker. Iwaizumi just shakes his head, visible in your periphery, and the tattoo gun starts up again. The song changes. Hinata tugs on your elbow, the words ‘let’s just go back’ said low in your ear.

You’re going to ruin him.

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she put my hand up on her throat and told me // squeeze that shiiii-

squeeze [ghostemane].

[bokuroar]

12:17 — few years later | 🛬❤️‍🩹🎇 iwaizumi h.

“you’ll be there, right? right? right?!”

if it’s anotamically possible to cut your ear off without passing out because of oikawa’s incessant nagging, you would’ve done it the first few seconds he begged you to accept kuroo’s reunion dinner invite before the all-star game. you were seijoh’s babysitter manager after all so, according to kuroo, it’s just right you’re there, in which you only replied with a i’ll think about it.

“haji’s gonna be there.” oikawa says in his annoying singsong voice and you swear you could hear his smirk right through your phone.

you bite your lip as if oikawa could see you blushing and smiling through the call. after years of graduating from high school, you wouldn’t have thought just hearing his name will elicit the same effect on you.

“and?” you reply nonchalantly because you would rather crawl under the earth and bury yourself alive than let oikawa confirm your cutesy, little high school crush on iwaizumi never really went away.

oikawa being your best friend saw through your reply and snorted, “pft, if i know you’ve been looking at his instagram every night before you sleep just because you’re too much of a scaredy cat to hit him up. don’t act as if you don’t zoom in on his shirtless pi—“

“oh my god, fine! i’ll go to this freaking dinner so please for the love god shut the hell up! ” you exasperatedly sigh wanting to tolerate oikawa’s teasing no longer not because it’s untrue but because you felt like you were caught committing a crime. it’s a curse and a gift you have a best friend that knows everything about you.

you hear oikawa shriek through your phone in celebration and about being there at 6, so you mutter a good bye before he lays out a plan that involves dragging you wherever into the night.

as if on cue, your phone lights up with a notification from your old group chat when the call ended,

✉️ t. oikawa: see you all on saturday!!!! no backsies!!!!!! :p

you roll your eyes knowing he’s talking about you. you were about to hit send on a message something about being him still being an annoying ass when another bubble popped in your screen that made you rewrite everything you were about to say.

✉️ h. iwaizumi: im back too 🇯🇵 see you guys :)

✉️ you: i’ll be there ☺️

come saturday, you’re standing in front of the restaurant which every nook and cranny you’re familiar with as this was a popular go-to after-school-dinner-place during your younger years with the team. you try your best not to look frantic while you check your phone at least every 10 seconds to tell oikawa “wru >:(”

you were about to hit the call button when you hear somebody clear their throat. as a reaction, you step away from where you were standing thinking you were probably blocking the entryway.

“sorry i was just w— oh. haji?” you take these few seconds to take him in—the way his shirt hugged his biceps, the watch that also somehow added to his attractiveness, his skin that’s more tanned, his freshly cut hair, and his smile. god, that smile. so many things have changed about him since he last visited home but his kind, subtly giddy smile still reached his eyes.

“been awhile, hasn’t it?” iwaizumi sheepishly say and you hold back a gasp when he scratches the back of his head that flexed his arm.

“it’s been.. yeah? yeah, it has. i mean. yes..” you nervously laugh, mentally kicking yourself for tripping over your words.

you feel your cheeks redden, not from the cold air of the darkening day but because of the manly, handsome laugh that bubbles from iwa’s chest. “watcha doin’ out here, though? waiting for a someone or..” he drags his sentence hoping you don’t hear his silent prayer that you are romantically available.

you snort before you could even think about it, “no, c’mon it’s not like that.” you laugh and went on to tell the tale of oikawa begging you to come, “i’m waiting for that idiot tooru who went several measures to make sure i’m here.”

“you two were thick as thieves, weren’t ya? i’m glad you stayed in touch even if that shithead went abroad.” iwaizumi smiles and you can’t resist staring at how he threw his head back when he laughed at oikawa’s typical antics.

“wish we did too, y’know. i missed ya.” iwaizumi suddenly confesses, “i just found myself wanting to talk to you when i was out there.”

to say your heart felt like it dropped on your feet was an understatement. it’s like everything froze—the leaves halted midair, the world went silent and the only sound you could hear was the loud thump of your heart. all what you manage to let out is, “o-oh? you did? really?”

iwaizumi looks at you like you just asked the most ridiculous question, “‘course i did. we talked every day then! remember how i used to walk you home after our trainings then stop by that dang old ramen place that was there since forever? missed hanging ‘round with you and the team ‘tis all.”

you smile as you look at the ground, shyly but fondly recollecting all the simple but sweetest moments with iwaizumi you cherish so much. with his sudden reminiscing, you recall the sort-of debate you had with him because he kept on insisting he should always walk you home.

“r-right. the team. yeah, i missed them too.” you say as you shake your head along with the thought of having a chance of romance with your longtime friend.

“we should go inside. fuck that tardy tooru i think a lot’s of them here.” you casually laugh and walk towards the door until you felt a hand on your wrist.

iwaizumi shoots you a grin, “what do you say the two of us go grab that ramen? for old time’s sake?”

a/n: so .. uh … im back ! hope everyone’s still here 😅🫣 anw this was supposed to be just a drabble but i got a lil carried away & im alr thinking of writing a pt 2 .. wdyt hehe

[animeangel21]

Back scratches 18+

Just imagine:

You and iwaizumi got out of bed and as always got ready together. He was up before you were and went to the bathroom wearing some loose fitted sweats, shirtless cause of your late night activities.

He looked in the mirror and he wasn’t bothered by the scratches you left on his chest. You got up and started brushing your teeth while he hopped in the shower and you even laid his clothes out for him too.

Iwa wasn’t fazed by the slight sting on his chest but once the hot water hit his back it stung like hell. He just clenched his jaw and finished his shower.

Once he was out the shower he turned around and angled his head to look at the damage and his eyes widened. “This little minx..”

You had your clothes ready and walked in the bathroom and glanced at his back and your face changed completely from neutral to a slight grin as you tried not to laugh.

“Don’t you dare laugh.” He said looking up at you with his toothbrush dangling from his mouth.

“It’s a little funny Haji.I’m sorry”You turned away and laughed silently.

“You’re a little devil that’s what you are.” He said wiping his face and looking down at you before kissing you.

“You’re lucky I love you. You have to deal with the consequences too though.” He said and walked out to get dressed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” You yelled getting in the shower.

“Just wait.” He mumbled shaking his head reminiscing about yesterday. He should’ve held your hands down instead of letting you pull him closer. He should’ve felt the pain afterwards or even while he had you folded in half. Definitely should’ve been careful when he let you ride him.

He was dressed and ready and watched as you too got ready. He watched as you got ready and started applying your make up. He admired the light marks on your neck from his mouth and hands. He’d make sure you had a few more tonight.

Once you were ready and went to school, it dragged forever till you went to iwas practice.

Hajime walked into the locker room and dropped his bag on the bench and without a second thought removed his shirt and oikawa was the first to speak.

“Iwa-Chan Your back looks like you were attacked by stray cats.” He said covering his mouth as he tried not to laugh.

Mattsun looked over and he shook his head and laughed. “Yeah, a feisty kitten named y/n”

“Maybe you should try handcuffs or nail cutters or here’s another thought, don’t try to murder the girl” makki said sarcastically while tilting his head and observing.

“ just cause you little shits can’t make a girl do that doesn’t mean you should comment. Also, don’t come for me I’m not the culprit.” Hajime stated while fixing his shirt.

“Whatever went on there. Keep doing it but we can only pray for your back and chest” oikawa said before exiting the locker room but not before slapping his best friend on the back.

“SHITTYKAWA COME BACK HERE!” He said chasing after oikawa and grabbing a volleyball from the basket and throwing it at oikawas head.

“AHH IWA CHAN THAT HURTS” he yelled from halfway across the gym.

Oikawa approached you and hid behind you. “Y/n please, cut your nails down or something. Iwa is very tense.” He whispered and you laughed.

“Not my fault. If it’s really good it’s really good.” You said shrugging your shoulders.

“UGH, YOU NASTY FUCKS” oikawa said out loud running from you as your boyfriend approached you.

“My poor baby” you gave him a fake pout and he rolled his eyes.

“This is your fault baby” he said lacing his fingers with yours and you smiled.

“No, that is your fault my love. Nobody told you to be so rou-” he cut you off with a kiss by pulling you closer by the hand and keeping your fingers laced.

“ but you like it that way. Now sit there and look pretty so I can do it again later.” He said with a smirk.

“I will baby. Can’t wait to add more to the collection.” You said and he just kissed you.

What you didn’t know though was he wouldn’t let you do that cause he was gonna restrain your hands tonight.

[haikyu-mp4]

helping hand – drabble

I live on a sheep farm and am taking care of it by myself while my mom is on vacation, and I can’t help but imagine having Haikyu neighbours.

Kita coming over to help fix the broken sheep fence and lead the sheep back in.

Aone coming over to offer to water my flowers.

Asahi running over while I’m carrying the huge water buckets for the sheep and taking both of them, asking about my day as I lead him over to where I need it.

Osamu coming over with dinner because he noticed the long hours spent working outside.

Tendo coming over to pluck weeds in the garden and chasing after me with bugs he finds or spraying me with the hose.

Bokuto coming over to feed the sheep with bread and giving them names and choosing his favourites.

Komori coming over to play with my dog.

Yaku coming over after finding my cat (seriously I haven’t seen him in weeks).

Kageyama coming over with sugar after I text his mother that I’m all out, then asking if he wants to join me in baking.

Kuroo driving by while I’m outside, rolling down his window to ask if I need anything from the grocery store.

Suna filming me chasing a runaway sheep and making some comment on how I’m doing such a good job, sarcastically of course.

Oikawa bringing Takeru over and asking if he can pet the sheep (Takeru was bribed to play along).

Sugawara coming over with a Capri Sun for each of us as I finally sit down after a long day.

Iwaizumi helping chop and sort wood over by the tractor… possibly shirtless.

Daichi coming over to fix said tractor when it stalls or fix a faulty barn door, then inviting him inside for cake even though (or because) he’s covered in sweat and oil.

Atsumu pretending he just happened to go out to get the mail while I’m walking my dog, taking the opportunity to talk while he leans on the rundown mailbox.

Aran asking me over for breakfast/lunch, his pancakes are the best.

Hinata coming over to swim with me in our pond even though the water is kinda musty.

Hoshiumi staying over so I’m not lonely.

(thankyou @cottonlemonade for feeding into this idea)

[berrisweet]

SONG MAKEOUTS !

feauturing ! iwaizumi hajime , ushijima wakatoshi , and akaashi keiji.

rika 💬 : including ushi because he needs some love <3 i tried to make this the most tooth-rotting fluff ever lol ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

inspired by @rinsoap !

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𐙚 . ˙ IWAIZUMI HAJIME . . . lana del rey

makeouts with haji are always full of love. you're currently in the living room, snuggled up against each other. it's late at night and you're playing lana del rey on your tv speakers, softly singing the lyrics. you loved moments like this, one of your favourite artists playing while you're snuggled up with your boyfriend.

"you sound so pretty, sweetheart." he says, in awe, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "thank you, haji.." you mutter softly, blushing. he presses a kiss to your cheek, his lips lingering for a bit before pulling away. you grab your phone and turn the speakers up. your favorite song (and hajimes), video games comes on, and you hum the tune softly.

hajime watches you in awe, eyes filled with affection and warmth. you turn to him, noticing his gaze. you turn away, embarrassed. he pulls your chin gently to look at him. he kisses you softly, his hand now cupping your cheek. you melt into the kiss, pulling him closer. you both break away, catching your breath. "you're absolutely perfect, sweetheart. i love you so much." he says, his voice filled with so much affection. you rest your forehead against his and mutter a soft 'i love you too' back. the fifth chorus comes on and he sings along, his gaze fixated on you. "it's you, it's you, it's all for you, everything i do. i tell you all the time, heaven is a place on earth with you." you cup his cheek, smiling wide, your eyes twinkling. "there's that smile i love so much." he says, kissing you again.

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𐙚 . ˙ USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI . . . lauvey

makeouts with ushijima are always so gentle. he loves affection, even though he doesn't seem as the type of person. he's always so polite and gentle with you. you were cuddled on his bed, him shirtless and reading a book with you against his chest. lauvey was playing in the background, since he was a casual listener. his favorite songs included like the movies, dear soulmate, and a night to remember. you turn to face him kissing him. his eyes widen for a moment, before he sets the book down and cups your cheek. you lean into his touch, the kiss becoming needier. you pull away and giggle, taking in his flustered state.

he smiles at your giggle, loving how adorable you looked. a night to remember comes on and he grins. he pulls you into his lap, kissing you again, more passionately this time. you yelp in surprise as he pulls you into his lap, but quickly kiss him back. his hands are around your waist as you run your hand through his hair.

the feeling of his kisses never got old. the butterflies it gave you was the best feeling ever. he was always so gentle, just how you liked it. you make out lazily for a few minutes, your hand gently tugging his hair. his hands squeeze your waist as you both pull away slightly. he looks into your eyes and mutters a soft 'i love you' against your lips.

you would kiss him all day if you had to. his kisses were like oxygen, you needed them to breathe.

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𐙚 . ˙ AKAASHI KEIJI . . . sza

makeouts with akaashi were always needy. once he had you in his clutch, he wasn't going to let go anytime soon. you just got home from work, and you were greeted with the sight of akaashi on the couch, book in his hand. you always thought he looked so good with his glasses on. he noticed your presence and immediately got up.

"hi baby.." he said, embracing you. "i missed you." he continued, nuzzling his face into the crook of his neck. "i know. i'll get changed and join you on the couch, okay?" you say as you pull away from the embrace. he nods.

after you finish changing, you walk into the living room and cuddle next to akaashi. he sets his book down, and wraps an arm around your shoulders, ruffling your hair. you sit like that for a few moments before he finally breaks the silence. "c'mere." he says, gesturing to his lap. you climb onto his legs, making yourself comfy. he kisses you, pouring every ounce of love he had into his kisses. he breaks away and grabs his phone. "hold on, lemme put on music." he scrolls through his playlist as he finally lands on love galore.

the song fills your ears, the familiarity of the song bringing comfort. he kisses you again, the kiss screaming 'i love you and i hate it when you're away'. he wraps his arms around your waist, bringing you as close as possible. you lean into him, reciprocating his desperateness. you wrap your arms around his neck, your touch feather-light. he smiles into the kiss, breaking away for a moment. "i love you so so much, baby."

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[vs-redemption]

Soft Sunday: Waking Up On The Weekend

(with: Iwaizumi, Bakugo, Kenma, Tsukki)

⚠️warning⚠️: I did include suggestive content in this. It's not detailed or anything but I'm just letting anyone know who might feel uncomfortable.

Iwaizumi

He didn't used to think much about what he wore to bed until he realized you liked having access to his bare chest and arms. After that he makes a point of going to bed shirtless with just his boxers on, or a pair of pajama pants if it's chilly.

His morning routine used to be a protein shake, work out, and maybe a jog. Now though, he can't help but linger in bed. He loves sleepy little chats in the morning as your hands roam over his skin.

If the mood hits, he's not opposed to getting spicy and indulging in you in the morning. He can count that as his work out and honestly he just likes starting his day off making you feel so loved and cared for.

He definitely wasn't a breakfast person before you, but now he has all your favorite breakfast foods and how you make your coffee memorized.

He enjoys having you in the kitchen with him as he cooks so he can talk and flirt with you, especially if you're just hanging out in one of his shirts or something.

As grouchy and stern as he comes off at first, he really does thrive in a domestic setting. He has such a nurturing personality and he loves being able to take care of the person he loves.

Bakugo

He knows you like his muscles but doesn't really get why. To him, they are a means to an end (being a strong hero). Lucky for you though he sleeps in a sleeveless t-shirt so you can enjoy his beefy arms as he holds you close.

Holding you close is nice physically, sure, but for him it's more about the need to keep you safe. He sleeps better when he knows you're safe in his arms.

Lazy mornings aren't really his thing. He gets fidgety and impatient if he's in bed too long. If you wake up before him though, you'll notice that he does pull you closer and linger for just a moment or two before kissing your head and rolling out of bed.

Cooking is one of his love languages, and it fills him with pride to get up and cook you the most mouth watering meals. He's happy to serve you breakfast in bed, but it's better if you can find the motivation to get up and follow him to the kitchen because watching him cook the food is half the fun. He has no idea how sexy he is in the morning, standing at the stove with his arms on display. Not to mention the sinful sweatpants he wears.

Kenma

He is not a morning person at all. Even during the week he doesn't have to wake up for work too early, so he'd definitely rather sleep in on the weekends too.

He can be pretty clingy in the morning and will get a little grumpy if you try to make him get up before he's ready or if you accidentally wake him up when you get out of bed to use the bathroom or something.

Comfort is important to him, so he dresses according to the temperature, not what he thinks makes him look sexy. The good thing about this though is that he's always cozy and ready to cuddle.

Cooking is not his forte, so you will not catch him using his morning time making breakfast when he could be lounging in bed with you. He is good with a piece of toast or a bagel once he finds the energy to wake up.

Sometimes though, he doesn't mind waking up and having you for breakfast. It doesn't really take that much effort on his end and he knows you (both) deserve a treat too after a long week.

Tsukki

He isn't the most confident about his looks, so he also dresses more for comfort than anything else for bed. Usually he's in a tshirt and shorts or pajama bottoms.

In the morning he might be a little self-conscious about his messy hair, morning breath, or even how he looks without his glasses.

He does like to cuddle in the morning though. He likes being the big spoon so he can hide his face against your shoulder. He also likes being in a position to have his hands on your chest (whether you have boobs or not... he wants to touch your chest.)

Sexy stuff isn't usually on his mind in the morning, but if you instigate anything he is definitely on board.

Making breakfast isn't his favorite, but he will if that's what you want. He'd much rather take you out to breakfast though, either at a cafe or a diner. He likes getting the fresh air and the opportunity to just talk and spend time with you.

tagging: @bisexualturtledove @honeybunny-sawamura @no1frogfan

[sassycheesecake]

All of the Seven Sins as Haikyuu!! characters in a single post <3

Warning: nsfw, cursing

PRIDE: Wakatoshi Ushijima

It‘s his strong arrogant pride that made you draw to him in the first place. His confidence on the court is overpowering and his intense eyes find yours in the crowd at a Schweiden Adlers game. His gaze is burning into you, you see him give you a slight nod. Feeling your face flush, your focus is on him and his strong figure the entire game. After the game is over, you wait in line to get a signature on your jersey. With timid steps, you get up to the table, looking straight into his olive green eyes that have a hint of a golden shine to it.

"G-Good Game, you were amazing out there."

"Thank you.“ His deep-rich voice is giving you chills but in a very good way.

Signing your jersey, he hands it back to you, quietly telling you to look at it when you are alone.

Once you are in your car, you see a little side note under his signed name.

"Come to my next game, you will be in for a surprise. You will see I am not only good in volleyball.“

GREED: SHŌYŌ HINATA

You’ve been watching him for a while now. He is here every day, same time, same place. The local beach of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. And every time he is playing beach volleyball with the local residents of Rio, his smile is just as bright as the hot sun that shines almost each day.

Watching him behind your sunglasses whenever he plays, you can't help but watch from a close spot as the sweat drips down on his shirtless hot body and it's not just his body that is smoking hot, it's his cheery and extroverted personality that has you weak for him. But just on another usual Saturday morning, you are tanning in the hazardous heat, when a shadow all of sudden takes away the light from your upper body.

When you take your sunglasses down, you see a very familiar ginger head staring down at you with the biggest grin while his hands rest on his hips. He shamelessly ogles you up and down with his sunglasses, almost greedily, like he wants to eat you up like a delicious scoop of his favourite ice cream. ''Hey, my name is Hinata Shōyō, I know you have been watching me during my games. I must say, I haven't seen anyone as gorgeous as you around here before.'' When he leans his face down a little bit, you see a bright pearl mandarin orange shine brightly at you, along with sharp canines that make his smile dangerous. ''Want to play some beach volleyball with me and we can... get to know each other a little bit more? I can show you how to do a proper serve.''

LUST: ATSUMU MIYA

He has your back pressed against a bathroom club door of the men‘s room, his intoxicating scent blinding the rest of yours. His hot tongue is clashing against yours in a ferocious manner, you’re whimpering and moaning against his mouth. He gives you a moment to breathe, a string of saliva connected by your lips. The both of you are panting, gasping for air while staring deeply into each others eyes. His honey brown orbs are barely visible by his dilated pupils. Grasping your chin in his hand, he leans closer again and you see his irises turning into a dangerous ruby red glow, his canines getting a bit sharp.

"Say babygirl, whaddya say we take this to ma place, I‘ll show ya the secret talents of the Demon of Lust himself.“ He says while almost purring like a cat, you can’t help but fall into his spell of seduction.

ENVY: TŌRU OIKAWA

Watching you talk to his best friend at a party is making his blood boil with rage and jealousy, his grip on his red drinking cup is making the plastic slightly crunching with noise.

Laughing at something Iwaizumi said, you gently push him, giggling like a little school girl in love. Oikawa has been keeping his eye on you for a couple months now, but you’re not the slightest bit interested in him. And it pisses him the fuck off.

The brunette continues to watch the two of you, until he can’t take it anymore. He dumps his drink in the nearby trash and makes his way over to you with quick steps.

"Iwa, mind if I borrow (Y/N)?" Before Iwaizumi can even reply, Oikawa drags you off by grabbing your arm, ignoring your protest and tries of pulling yourself free.

Entering an unoccupied room, he forces you in and closes the door and then locks it.

"Oikawa what the fuck was that?!"

"I am not letting Iwaizumi take away what’s rightfully mine.” He growls and takes predator-like steps towards you, looking like a lion ready to devour its meal.

The room is really dark, the moonlight the only light source in the room. All of sudden, you see a dangerous glow of lime-green eyes looking at you. The usual chocolate brown eyes gone completely from his irises. The glowing green literally screaming lethal poison.

His changed appearance is striking a little bit of fear into your bones and yet, you feel excited for what’s coming next.

"Now, my sweet little thing, we are gonna play a game called 'Cat and Mouse', so be sure to be loud and squeaky enough for the whole party to hear you."

GLUTTONY: OSAMU MIYA

You and your husband have been overdue for a much needed vacation, which is why he put his manager in charge of his shop to take you to Okinawa. He booked a beach house for about 10 days and you could not be more excited to spend some much needed alone time with him.

After an exciting day at the beach and a delightful dinner together, you feel Osamu’s bare strong back as he fills you over and over again with his cum.

You don’t know how many rounds it’s been but the both of you keep wanting more. Thankfully as a supernatural being, he is an incredible amount of energy to spare.

Hiding his face in your neck, he switches between heavy pants and groans, his thrusts still as hard and powerful as they were over an hour ago.

"Say Samu…?" You manage to breathe out.

Humming in question, the ravenette pauses his thrusts and when he looks into your eyes, it seems like his now changed violet eyes stare right into your soul.

"What do you say about a little snack break? Aren’t you starting to run out of energy?"

He smirks at your request, propping himself up on his arms, still staying inside of you.

"Does the lady have any wishes?"

You purse your lips and think for a few moments, saying the first dessert that comes into your mind.

"Hmmm… banana cream pie?" You give him your best puppy eyes.

"As you wish." He grins and holds out his hand.

All of sudden, a whole damn banana cream pie is resting in his left hand, gently setting it down into the side before dipping his finger in the whipped cream, spreading it over your naked chest.



"H-Hey I was gonna eat that!" You pout.

Licking the whipped cream off of your chest, he gently sucks your boobs, biting and licking them.

Even though Osamu can’t get enough of food, his hunger for your body is insane. He can’t get enough of you.

His hands produce more whipped cream, as he spreads it across your stomach and more on your chest.

Leaning back into the pillow, you let the demon of gluttony devour you whole.

WRATH: TOBIO KAGEYAMA

You know this is just a one-time thing, that he’s only using you for his own pleasure. He snaps his hips into yours with a punishing pace, the force of his thrusts making the headboard bang into the wall constantly.

His raven-black hair is matted with sweat on his forehead, his head is thrown back, mouth open to let out loud moans.

All of sudden, he stops and when he opens his eyes to look at you, a shiny silver glows in his irises, making you believe that you’re looking into the brightest star tail across a night sky.

"T-Tobio…" You sigh out his name in pleasure.

He chuckles darkly, pulling out and flipping you over with ease.

Now laying on your stomach, Kageyama wastes no time in pushing back into you without a warning.

He caught his girlfriend cheating on him at the bar at a night out with one of his teammates and you as her best friend were the first person in his vision to have revenge sex with as payback.

‘It’s only for one time. I need to show that bitch that she can’t do as she pleases.’ You remember his words clearly.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a harsh bite against your shoulder and you tell him to be a little bit more gentle.

"Can’t handle a little roughness? I have to show your bestie that she can’t go around being a whore. And you’re the perfect fit for telling her later on that I fucked her best friend’s brain out.”

SLOTH: RINTARŌ SUNA

The first warm early sun rays peek through the blinds into your room, waking you up in the process. EJP Raijin had a game of victory last night against the Tachibana Red Falcons, you and Suna celebrated the whole night, drunk kisses and passionate thrusts into you were exchanged last night. The first thing you notice is a heavy arm wrapped tightly around your naked waist. As you try to turn around to face your lover, Suna tightens his grip on you, mumbling something incoherently into your neck. Pressing light kisses along your throat, the Middle Blocker moves his kisses to your awaiting lips. As soon as his soft lips come in contact with yours, Suna lets out a blissful sigh. Keeping your lips locked with each other, the brunette turns, so now you’re sitting on top of him. While having a solid grip on your waist, he eagerly pushes you back to his erection. You’re already wet enough from his intoxicating kisses and he slides into your slick walls very quick. Breaking the sloppy kiss with sinful moans, you both open your eyes and you see your boyfriend’s usual green eyes replaced by a beautiful shade of tropical teal.

Grinning at his eyes’ changed color, Suna smirks back at you, his canines sharpening in the process.

Moving up and down in a quick pattern, you rest your hands on his muscular abdomen, whimpers and deep moans leaving your boyfriend’s mouth.

"I… I know -ahhh- you… you said that you’re the demon of sloth w-when we first -argh- met… but I feel like -ohhh- you’re putting too much work into t-this."

Chuckling darkly, Suna sits up, wrapping one of his arms around your lower back while the other one gathers your hair, pulling on it, making you hiss and he leans closer to your ear.

"That may be true my love but -ah- when it comes to you, I like to show you what I can do. I almost fucked you into oblivion last night. -Shit- now let’s do round four shall we?" He bites into your ear and flips you over, to give you a fucking of a life time.

[sw33tsuccubus]

Faves Reacting to Top Surgery Scars

order: Douma, Rengoku Kyojuro, Hajime Iwaizumi, Yuu Nishinoya

Douma

First time he sees them, he’s honored you trusted him with this.

If you’re insecure about them, he’ll kiss them or trace them, depending on what you want at the moment. 

At some point he’ll make a joke of you not wanting him to touch your breasts. Might make a breastfeeding joke.

If one of the girls from his cult refers to you as girly in any form, she won’t be seen again. It might have confused the other girls, but he reassured them.

He might enjoy running his tongue across the scars. Eating people isn’t limited to drinking blood and eating flesh. Maybe he likes the taste of your skin.

Might occasionally trace them with his fangs. Might nibble too. He doesn’t wanna bite them in case the scars look weird together.

Overall tries not to talk about them often. He won’t draw attention to them if you don’t like them.

Rengoku Kyojuro

This makes you no less of a man in his eyes!

He probably doesn’t pay too much attention to them. If he sees them, it’ll make him remember, but he won’t do much about it.

If they make you feel bad, he’ll gently squeeze your hips and tell you he barely notices them.

I feel like he likes to hold you while cuddling, but he’ll lay his head in your chest to hear your heartbeat sometimes. The surgery helps him be able to be more comfy.

This might make him admire you more. You went through having boobs as a man? You must have strong power to not feel horrible all of the time. 

He’ll always protect you and tell people you’re a man. He won’t let anyone upset you if he’s around.

Hajime Iwaizumi

Genuinely surprised. As smart as he is, he probably thought you were cis, even if you told him.

Thinks they’re cool, that they tell a story. Reassures you they don’t look bad.

Holds your hand and tells you everything he loves about you whenever you feel bad. The scars make it to the list. He always goes from head to toe.

He’d be embarrassed if anyone found out, but he loves laying on you. His head on your chest or shoulder, an arm thrown around you. The fact you got top surgery makes it easier.

Never makes jokes about your transition. He thinks it’s a deeply emotional topic you might cry about. If he has questions he’s asking as sweetly as he can.

If you’re uncomfortable being shirtless or wearing something revealing, he’s immediately giving you his shirt. His boyfriend in his shirt and he can show off his muscles. 💪

Yuu Nishinoya

Probably described them as badass at one point. He has the spirit.

Doesn’t draw attention to them if you’re sad. He tries to cheer you up in a regular way, he doesn’t know if talking about them would make you feel worse.

If you ever want to wear his shirts, he’ll give them to you without asking any questions. It could be for any reason at all, and he hands them over.

Loves giving you candies and snacks, wrapping you in a blanket for cuddles. Pulls you next to him and nuzzles against you. 

If you’re shirtless and just lounging, you can find him staring. He’ll own up to it of course; ‘You look handsome, of course I was looking!’ He gets a little mesmerized.

Tell him you’re ugly. He perks up so fast to argue with you. He thinks you have the looks of a god, and you could be a model. 

Probably texts you every morning like ‘Good morning handsome’ or ‘How’s my wonderful boyfriend doing’.

[osamusriceballs]

Masterlist III

From 2022- ongoing

Updated: 07.03.2024

Masterlist I II Masterlist II II Kinktober 2023

Inarizaki:

Osamu:

More than friends - About: A night drinking with Atsumu and Osamu leads to an unexpected ending~

Waking up- Part I - About: Waking up next to Osamu after a night out~

Firsts and Lasts - About: Time for Osamu to shine!

Atsumu:

Waking up- Part II - About: Waking up with Atsumu- the steamy version.

Rebound - About: Osamu breaks up with you, and you go to Atsumu for comfort.

Suna

Company - About: A one night stand with Suna~

Nekoma:

Kuroo:

Ropes - About: Rope play with Kuroo.

Paperwork - About: CEO Kuroo and his secretary.

The Taste of Love - About: A one night stand with Kuroo~

Seijoh:

Iwaizumi:

Foreplay - About: A little bet- who can withstand longer?

Ten Nights - About: A series of your most important moments with Iwaizumi- from your very first meeting to your relationship! Smut included~

Oikawa:

The Hardships of Love - About: Centered this around the prompt: "Can't you see that I love you?"

Birthday Wish - About: A one night stand with Oikawa- kind of on his birthday.

Itachiyama:

Sakusa:

Maybe - About: Being intimate with sweet sweet Sakusa~

(No) Strings Attached - About: A friends with benefits relationship with Sakusa.

Date me. - About: Sakusa Kiyoomi is a regular at Onigiri Miya and turns your whole word upside down with just two words.

Fukurodani:

Bokuto:

One week - About: Bokuto missing you so, so much. And kinda cumming too fast.

Good Decisions- About: Roommates to lovers .

Patience - About: Bokuto on his knees for smexy time.

Workout - About: Let me quote the two words that inspired this at 3 am yesterday: "Bokuto, shirtless"

Finding love - About: A one night stand with Bokuto.

Shiratorizawa:

Ushijima:

Dry Humping - About: Dry humping with Ushijima.

Last-Minute Plans - About: Wakatoshi got a ring for you, and he needs to make sure it fits.

Karasuno:

Tsukishima:

Private Tour - About: Musuem guide Tsukki- idk, he's kinda cute, kinda flirty and mean, and kinda awkward. He's Tsukki~

Hinata:

Birthday surprise - About: You have a nice birthday surprise for your boyfie~

Specials:

Mini Series (finished):

Sakusa and Atsumu x Reader!

Caught - About: You accidentally walk into an empty room after an interview- and who thought that you’d find Atsumu and Sakusa there…?

(just follow the links in this part- 4 Parts in total!)

Osamu x Reader

Friends with benefits- Part I - About: Friends with benefits with Osamu.

Friends with benefits Part II II Friends with benefits Part III

Suna x Reader

Heat Part I - About: It’s an omegaverse story. Kinda cliche, forgive me

Heat Part II II Heat Part III

Atsumu x Reader

The Accident Part I - About: You wake up- MARRIED TO ATSUMU MIYA?!

The Accident - Final Part

Mini Series (ongoing):

Suna x Reader, Atsumu x Reader (ongoing, will soon work on it!)

Regulars Part I -About: Alright, we’ve got waitress y/n, we’ve got chef Osamu, and we’ve got pro volleyball players Suna and Atsumu (and some others will have a cameo as well!). Let’s see what will happen, hmm?

Regulars Part IV

Valentine's Day Specials:

Sweet Treats with...

... Seijoh

.... Inarizaki

... Shiratorizawa

[kemistre]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

εïз┊make sure not to spam like! after a certain amount of posts i’ll block you!

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔!!

꒰ SURPRISE KISS ꒱ kuroo tetsurou, oikawa tooru, bokuto koutarou, ushijima wakatoshi, kita shinsuke, sawamura daichi x reader

suggestive. how the haikyuu captains react to you giving them a surprise kiss. 1,141

꒰ BROKEN HEARTS ꒱ tsukshima kei, sugawara koushi, kageyama tobio, bokuto koutarou, akaashi keiji, sakusa kiyoomi, tendou satori x reader

angst. in which he hears you say you don't like him. 3,559

꒰ DAYS LIKE THESE ꒱ bokuto koutarou, suna rintarou, oikawa tooru, miya osamu, kuroo tetsurou x reader

comfort. how haikyuu boys comfort you when you've had a bad day. 670

꒰ MY KNIGHT ꒱ miya atsumu x reader

sfw. knight!atsumu promised you a world outside the palace walls. 339

꒰ REVEALING ꒱ bokuto kotarou, miya atsumu, iwaizumi hajime, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarou x reader

suggestive. seeing your other half shirtless is a normal part of a relationship, but how do they react when it’s your first time seeing him without his shirt on?. 890

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀

TBA

𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

꒰ HIS SHIRT ꒱ gojo satoru x reader

nsfw. how else is he supposed to react when he comes home and you're wearing his clothes?. 795

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒

꒰ PEACEFUL SLEEP ꒱ sano 'manjiro' mikey, ryuguji 'draken' ken, mitsuya takashi, baji keisuke, matsuno chifuyu, hanagaki takemichi, kisaki tetta x reader

sfw. how the the toman boys react when you fall asleep on them. 1,185

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊

TBA

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓

TBA

𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐄!!

꒰ 1:47 AM꒱ mammon x reader

sfw. he couldn't help but be concerned when he couldn't find you at 1:47AM. 1,478 

𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒

TBA

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

꒰ HEART ON FIRE꒱ assassin!suna rintarou x reader

master assassin fox has been assigned yet another dangerous mission from the commission in which he works for; mission 0625: to kill that of the mafia boss and his right hand man along his twin body guards. but for the first time ever, fox has to learn how to deal with a partner—you, a novice assassin.  

꒰ THEIR FUTURE HEXOLOGY꒱ bnha x reader

what happens when the number one hero, all might, dies of unknown causes? what happens when his number one student and inheritor of OFA, midoriya izuku, finally snaps to become one of the most wanted villains in japan? through a series of stories with interconnected worlds, we see just how dangerous the new number hero, deku, can truly be.

[tsukkis-little-dove]

Listen, hear me out. I just recently got into Olivia Rodrigo's song "Bad Idea Right?", and it made me wanna write this. So...yeah.

Warning: Does mention being drunk/drinking

The sound of loud music drowned out the conversation your girlfriends were having. You're zoning out, watching another group of girls flirt awkwardly with some boys a few tables away, when your phone screen lights up. 

You absentmindedly grab it from the table top and unlock it, pausing to make sure you're seeing the correct name on the message. Those last two shots you took were really messing with your head, you thought. Or were they? 

A familiar feeling pooled in your stomach. You try to surmount it to the alcohol swirling in your veins. 

Once you read through the blurry message, a few more bubbles come up indicating some typing. You take a sip of your now lukewarm mixed drink, visibly cringing at the taste. As you look back to the phone it begins to chime, he's now calling you. 

Surveying the table, you let them know you’re taking a quick call. They all nod, not asking any questions, thank god, you think. 

As you open the door, a large burst of cold air hits your face.

“Why are you calling me?” It was a bit more brazen than you had planned. 

“No hello?” 

“We haven’t talked in months, why now?” 

“I’ve just been thinking about you lately, and wanted to see if you were willing to come see me?” 

You shake your head, “you're insane. I'm out with my friends, what makes you think that I want to see you?” 

He chuckles, “usually someone with friends doesn't answer calls from their ex. I'm sure they would be thrilled to know that you're talking to me right now.” 

His light laughs made you picture him lounging on his brown living room couch, shirtless with baggy gray sweatpants on. 

“Oh come on, you know you want to see me. No matter how much you convince yourself you don’t.”

You could hear the smirk on his lips. The line sat silent for a few seconds before you sighed.

You shouldn't. Not a good idea. Hang up. Hang. Up. The. Phone.

The alcohol starts to talk for you.

"Didn't you just move? Into some ridiculously expensive flat?” 

“I'll send you my new address, and an uber.” 

The call ends.

You're standing in the cold, attempting to figure out how the hell you’re about to explain this to your friends. 

You re-enter the bar, grabbing the rest of your things. 

“Sorry girls but it's getting late. I'm going to head home. I'll send a text when I get there.”

Before they had a chance to respond you were gone. 

… 

You ring the #2 button on the large panel outside the building. A loud clunk indicated the door was now open, leading you to the elevator. 

The door wasn't decorated, just a plain doormat on the floor. 

You raise your hand to knock but as you do the door opens, to him. 

He's as you imagined before at the bar, his hair messy and incredibly more attractive now than ever with how drunk you are. 

You look down, glancing up through your lashes. 

“You never change,” he says, grabbing your hand and pulling you into the dim apartment. 

“And neither do you.” 

Kuroo, Daichi, Terushima, Tsukishima, Oikawa?, Iwaizumi