#akaashi holy fuck

[mollyrolls]

acorns and mushrooms !! molly and akaashi supremacy !

MOLLY AND AKAASHI SUPREMACY!!! i was using a ship name generator and they're all so trash :( JK EGGY JUST SAID AKAASHLLY THATS IT

ask game!

12. Acorns — Do you and your f/o have nicknames for one another? If so, what are they?

i am typically against pet names but genius has converted me to an akaashi baby believer. in terms of nicknames, it would probably be something that happened organically, like an inside joke or something. i'd def call him keiji though

13. Mushrooms — What's something funny or chaotic you and your f/o have done together?

our board game nights PLEASE. peak threats come out. like i said before, if we arent threatening death or breaking up with the other we're not playing right. idk if yall have played wingspan but i can imagine him getting so mad when he catches me stealing eggs and im like sorry!!! you cant hate me im too pretty!! god DRUNK MONOPOLY WITH HIM????? im on the floor passed out it would be so good. i refuse to trade any of my properties and he's like 'molly you cant win with any of the cards you have. you wont be able to build anything' and im like yeah but neither can you!!! if my ass got boardwalk he'd never hear the end of it. we're just so competitive. absolutely no collaborative games, wed end up turning them competitive anyway.

[4unnyr0se]

Haikyuu characters catching you masterbating ?

❥ caught ya! | haikyuu guys catching you pleasuring yourself

warnings: timeskip! characters, fem! reader mentions of masturbation (duh), jealously, fingering, teasing, voyeurism, toy usage, lewd language

MDNI | 18+ content

word count -> 650

a/n: hopefully i assigned the characters correctly

got a request? my asks are open!

❥ They think it's cute

He walks in on you, knuckle-deep in your soaked pussy, panties hastily pushed aside as you plunge your fingers into your dripping heat over and over again. You were too preoccupied with fucking yourself on your fingers that you didn’t even notice how the door to your bedroom closed, your boyfriend crossing his arms in amusement as he leaned against your dresser. He observes how his name falls from your lips like a broken prayer, your nose sniffling pathetically as you try too hard to rip an orgasm out of you. But sadly, your fingers were no match for his own, and they never will be. You squealed in delight as you finally hit that sweet spot that you so craved, only to have your moment of bliss interrupted by your boyfriend's gentle cooing.

“Did my baby miss me while I was working, hm? Don’t worry, sweet thing. I’ll just stand here and watch. Go on, try to make yourself cum without my help. You’re so fucking adorable, my precious angel.”

SUGAWARA, kuroo, yaku, ennoshita, UKAI, semi, hanamaki, kenma, OSAMU, kita

❥ They think it's stupid

He hears your oh-so-familiar moans behind your shared bedroom and busts in without a second thought. Who the hell was ripping those perfect noises from your pretty lips without his permission? Why, was it you, of course! A bullet vibration practically danced on your throbbing clit while your legs were spread like a slut, your slit drenching the innermost part. Your perfectly manicured hand squeezed your breast, your thumb rolling over your nipple whilst your pearly whites bit down on your bottom lip, hips bucking into the air on occasion. His eyes filled with fury as he ripped the vibrator off your clit, earning an annoyed moan from your slutty mouth.

“What the fuck is this, hm? You seriously couldn’t wait for me to get back so I could fuck you? Who the hell needs this stupid toy when you have me? That’s it. Get on all fours. Right now, don’t fucking test me.”

kageyama, TSUKISHIMA, kyoutani, IWAIZUMI, atsumu, suna, sakusa, ushijima, daichi

❥ They're completely starstruck

Oh, fuck. They have absolutely no idea what to do. He’s fantasized about this so much, and it’s finally fucking happening. He caught you bouncing on a dildo you had bought yourself, whimpering as the silicone head hit every spot so perfectly deep inside your gummy walls. His eyes landed on your pretty fingers, desperately swirling your clit, beads of sweat flying off your forehead. You looked so fucking ethereal, he had to say something. He just had to let you know how fucking pretty you looked!

“Holy fuck, you look so fucking pretty. Can you keep going for me, please? I wanna see you cum over and over again, please, baby girl. I’ll fuck you as much as you want, just put on a good show for me. God, you’re perfect.”

HINATA, yamaguchi, asahi, GOSHIKI, oikawa, akaashi, takeda, TANAKA

❥ They join you

His ears perk up once he hears you mewling in pleasure from your bedroom, eagerly slamming the door open to reveal your hands fucking a vibrating bullet in and out of your weeping cunt, the sheets beneath you a filthy mess. He smirks and practically pounces on the bed, not even bothering to shut the door as he peppers your face in a million kisses. You always look so pretty when you wanna get yourself off. What if he fucked his fist in tandem with you? That's the best idea ever.

“Shit, don’t stop just for me, baby. Let’s cum at the same time, yeah? You wanna fuck yourself with that cute bullet I got you while I fuck my fist to the sight of your pretty tits? C’mon, don’t say no! It’ll be fun, I promise! Then I’ll fuck you nice and good afterward, okay? Thank you, pretty baby.”

nishinoya, BOKUTO, konoha, matsukawa, TENDOU, terushima, yamamoto, lev

[kitasuno]

maybe i cried a little and maybe i sobbed a little and maybe i collapsed a little and maybe im reblogging this from another plane of existence because this DESTROYED ME

blueprints — two : wallpaper

one three main masterlist

cw: argument, angst (lol), religious references, flawed characters

in this relationship: normalcy is nonexistent. the arguments aren’t heated enough to call for making amends, yet there’s a suffocating presence of wrong. an unwelcome thickness in the air that swallows the very life of your relationship, stabbing daggers at what once was.

‘you say it’s complicated, to make amends — well is that the way, that we’re headed then?’

there’s a different hurt to a betrayal that you know is coming.

“beige or paper-white?” keiji’s voice jerks you into the present.

you don’t recall how you ended up here, at the local wallpaper shop, rummaging through the ‘neutrals’ section, with the last person you’d expect. there’s a cryptic message in his gaze that you fail to decipher. he's waiting for you to respond.

“blue.”

a pause, followed by a resigned sigh. “can you take me seriously?”

“I am serious, keiji. I like the blue.”

“the blue displayed in the children’s section?” his brows scrunch.

“when will you stop letting everyone else’s view dictate your perspective?” you snap. “why do you care so much what they think?”

“I’m starting to think this isn’t just about wallpaper.”

you’d never guess that someone who wants to build houses for a living was scared of creating a home.

“it isn’t.” you’re crying. “it’s about how you refuse to try.” the tears are pathetic. because they won’t change anything. nothing will change how he thinks. they’re pathetic because they’re wasted on a situation that will stay the same regardless of what you say or do. “It’s about how I don’t matter enough — for you to try at all.”

the call of your name cuts the flashback short.

he’s crossing the room. three strides, till your face is buried into his shoulder, staining the royal blue sweater you bought him on his birthday. your nails dig into his forearms — an overwhelming sense of if I let go I lose you. akaashi’s holding on just as tight.

“I’m not ready for a house, love.”

“don’t call me that.”

“I’m trying to make this easier. on the both of us.” only the falter in his tone allows you to notice the fatigue weighing down on his shoulders, evident in the dark circles under his eyes. you don’t pity him. you should, but the anger outweighs it.

“easier on the both of us, or on you?”

“would you believe me if I said you do matter? that I’m ready to try?”

you take his words and squeeze them into an IV bag, letting it flow through your bloodstream, letting them marinate and seep deep into your brain.

his patience was slipping. “I don’t know what you want me to say. you want me to understand you, but you refuse to step into my shoes. have you considered that I’m scared?” akaashi stumbles over the last word. “talking to you is walking on eggshells.”

‘it takes strength to forgive, but I don’t feel strong.’

you lost grip of yours. “don’t yell at me for walking on eggshells you placed in this relationship.” is this how Jesus felt? when he knew Judas would betray him, and loved him nevertheless?

akaashi read the question off your face.

do you want to end this?

to your relief, he shook his head.

“how do you break up with someone who has half your soul,

and all of you?”

© froyaoya all rights reserved.

a/n: ness if u see this u brought me back into my NIKI phase. lol this fic is just my new vent medium so I’m sorry if it’s incomprehensible, messy, all of the above. proofreading tmr

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[skiiyoomin]

Can you make Kenma,Oikawa, Hinata, Sugawara, Nishinoya, Akaashi with a sub! Girlfriend that has a personality that remembers a Golden Retriever?? (Can it be NSFW?)

ღHq boys with a sub!golden retriever gf

ʚft: Kenma, Oikawa, Hinata, Suga, Nishinoya, Akaashi

ʚCont: SMUT CONTENT, fem!reader, fingering, slight corruption kink, mirror sex, use of good girl, riding, oral sex

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a/n i think i outdid myself with this one 😁

Kenma

There is a clear difference between your personalities. He´s passive and calm whereas you´re always a bundle of energy. Many joke you have all the energy Kenma doesn't. And that fact proves right in moments like these.

He was slumped on the couch when you skipped into the living room. Your eyes darted to his hands holding the controller. His long fingers were moving across the buttons with a speed only a chronic video game player had. A flash of thoughts that were anything but holy crossed your mind. They were pushed back almost immediately.

They were hard to ignore now that those same fingers were pumping up into your dripping cunt. Your hips moved on their own, rolling instinctively to find the same spot that had your head throwing back with whiny moans. The clutch your fisted hands had on his shirt tightened when you bounced on his fingers, riding them like you would with his cock. "ken mmgh fuck m´ tired" He wasn´t sure if his actions were out of sympathy or torture, but his free hand gripped your hip to stop their movement. His other hand, drenched in your juices, moved upwards at a fast pace, curling inwards to hit the plushness of your g-spot. "tired? already? well, I suppose I´ll help" Though he didn´t seem to mind with how hard he was in that moment, his erection begging to be freed from its restraints. The fast pace of his fingers brought your orgasm closer than you thought. Your mind blanked, body shaking as your walls clamped down on his fingers, imprisoning them inside your warmth.

His lips on your face landed you back from cloud 9. "such a good girl, wanna keep doing a good job for me and make me feel good?" He murmurs against your skin, to which you nod without hesitation.

Oikawa

Oikawa absolutely adoresss you. You´re his little puppy, his sweet innocent baby girl. He dies and revives every single time your doe eyes stare up at him with those bright irises. They shoot straight to his heart, tightening in his chest to the point where his breath is lost in the air. He doesn´t know what he´d do without his pretty girl. He could spend countless hours naming all the things he loves about you. But he was certain that what he loves most, is your willingness to please him. Like a puppy does with its owner.

Deep down, it isn´t just for the simple innocent reasons one may imagine. Your willingness to please applies to the bedroom too. And there was nothing that turns him on more than to have you on all fours, ramming his cock into your abused hole for hours on end.

Tears were falling down your pretty eyes, your back setting into a mean arch the longer you stayed in that position. Even then, your breathy shaky voice asked "m´ i making you feel good?" Call it a possible corruption kink, but seeing your head lifting to meet his gaze from the back with those teary doe eyes, your lips pouty as you concern yourself more over his pleasure than your own, god that just makes his dick harder than ever.

If anything, it keeps his cock pounding into you relentlessly, forcing orgasm after orgasm from you, all just to see you with that same look in your eyes. Yeah, he definitely has a corruption kink.

Hinata

You´re both bundles of sunshine. Your relationship is as radiant as the sun, a constant source of joy in each others lives. You´re both the same golden retriever energy and anyone can see that from a 20 mile radius. In terms of dominance, well, it´s hard to say. Or at least, that´s how it is for anyone outside the relationship. However between you two? It´s pretty clear.

The sight in front of you is sinful really. No porno you had ever watched was as erotic as this. Hinata is sitting on the edge of the bed with you sitting snuggly on his lap, your back pressed against his toned chest. You´re convinced you´d have bruises on your hips the next morning from how tight he was gripping them. Though your focus in that moment is on the dirty view from the mirror of your tight hole getting stretched open by his thick cock. While Hinata is setting the pace and keeping you balanced, you´re tasked to hold your legs wide open with your hands under your knees, giving you the perfect view of his cock connecting with your cunt.

As much as you wanted to throw your head back on his shoulder from the painful pleasure, you couldn´t look away from the sight. The way your puffy lips parted in an accomodating motion for his dick to pound up into you relentlessly is an addicting sight you can´t get enough of. The fast pace is dizzying along with the view of his fluids mixing with yours and coating his cock like a second skin. His pace sped up even more, though you hadn´t thought that was possible, when your impending orgasm resulted in the clenching of your gummy walls. "hold on f´me sweet girl, can you do that?" He asks sweetly into your ear despite the vicious pace of his tip kissing your cervix. "mhmm" Is all you can manage to say. "good girl"

Sugawara

Suga is often seen as the sweet calm boyfriend whereas you´re the energetic girlfriend whose always bouncing around with energy. It´s a balance that makes the relationship work very well. But what nobody expects is the 180 Suga does in bed.

A foot is balanced on his shoulder, his hands wrapped around the plushness of the back of your thighs. Suga loves this more than anything else. When your body goes limp from the pleasure, reducing all that energetic behaviour that you had before to nothing. You never resist him, no, instead you encourage him to keep going. To keep stretching your body into positions you didn´t think were possible. To keep your walls continuously stroking his cock, pulling countless orgasms out of you until you had nothing left to give. And even then, you keep your legs spread wide open like the good little thing that you are.

He groans into your ear "fuck. You like that? like how good my cock is making you feel?" He growls into your ear. One hand moves to rub your swollen clit, intensifying the pleasure. The result of your moans urged his ruthless pace to quicken. He chuckles breathlessly. "can´t even speak. am I fucking my baby dumb? Is that it?" The mocking tone of his voice was far more arousing than you thought and he knew it. How could he not when your walls were clenching so tightly around his aching member?

"wanna loosen up for me baby girl? I can´t make you cum if you´re squeezin so tight" He smirks "Yeaah that´s it, good fucking girl" He says in that low raspy voice you love so much. You´re in for a looong night.

Nishinoya

You´re both equally energetic. His energy rubs off on you and yours rubs off on him. You two together is utter chaos in the best way possible. Though when it comes to dominance, Noya is always sure to prove he´s the dominant one. Not like you mind anyway.

It´s movie night and of course, one thing leads to another. Now you´re on Noyas lap with his cock fucking up into you. If this isn´t heaven, Noya wasn´t sure what is. You´re always so eager to take him, to be fucked into submission. He groans lowly when you squeeze particularly hard. His eyes trail from your pussy to the swell of your breasts that bounce every time he thrusts up into you, his grip on your hips controlling the pace. The sight is so enticing, so breath taking that he can´t resist getting a taste. His mouth latches onto oneperky nipple while his fingers play with the other, giving them equal attention.

"aaah ngh noya" You moan, the sounds like music to his ears. His mouth latches off your breasts with a pop. "hmm? is my baby girl feeling good?" You whine, trying to speed up the pace. His gaze darkens with a primal lust. His feet plant on the floor and with a sudden boost of energy, he fucks your hole with a roughness he had never used before. He has no time to worry if he´s being too rough, becuase you´re instantly arching your back into a mean curve and throwing your head back. It´s overwhelming, the intense pleasure, the throbbing of your cunt the more he keeps his cock inside you.

A loud smack resonantes across the room, a gasp following it afterwards. The sting from his slap on your ass strangely adds to the pleasure, making your cunt throb more. He seems to sense this as well because he does it again and again. By the end of that night, the skin of your ass was a painful tomato red. Though you can´t stay mad at him when he fucks you so good.

Akaashi

Akaashi seems to attract the most energetic people ever. First it was Bokuto, now it´s you. He doesn´t complain one bit though. He adores you so much and makes you feel so loved too. He especially loves showing his love for you through intimate acts. It´s too tempting for him after all. When you´re always so greedy to please him and make him happy. Or especially when you´re so submissive for him. You trust him blindly and know he takes good care of you and nothing can ever make him more turned on than that.

Like now, he´s laying on his stomach on the bed. The thickness of your thighs are wrapped around his head, pulling him closer to your aching core. This was the thing he loves most. Worshipping your body over and over like you´re a goddess and he´s your most faithful worshipper. A shiver crawls down your spine when his warm breath tickles your bare skin, coming in contact with your heat. You gasp when his warm tongue slips out and licks along your slit until it hooks on your clit. Akaashi is a patient man, but even his own patience wears thin under the temptation of ravishing you whole.

He wastes no time in wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking the bundle gently while slipping a finger inside. One finger turns into two, then three. Soon enough his fingers are thrusting into you while he continues to busy his mouth with your clit. It´s not long before your body shakes from the force of a mind blowing orgasm.

He doesn´t wait a single second. Your legs are forced to spread open, giving him space to slip his tongue into your sensitive hole. You whine and squirm from the overstimulation. "aaah kashi" Said man lifts his head up, your juices smeared all over his chin and lips. They press wet kisses to your inner thighs while looking up at your flushed face. "you know the safe word, don´t you darling?" You nod meekly under his intense gaze. He smirks "good" Is all he says before going back to fucking your throbbing hole like a starved man having his last meal on earth.

[reallyromealone]

Title: accidentally kidnapping the mafia boss

Fandom: haikyuu

Characters: kuroo, bokoto

Fic type: fluff

Pairings: kuroo x reader, akaashi x bokoto

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, slow burn, readers oblivious, choking, threats, bleeding

Notes: want bam

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(Name) Hummed as he dragged a cool vintage luggage chest home on his dolly-- an amazing investment he will always treasure-- having seen it on his way home and running to grab his dolly to get it "damn this things heavy..." (Name) Grumbled as he pulled it carefully up the stairs as to not damage the stairs or break the chest though it seemed sturdy.

"Ok... And into my apartment..." (Name) Mumbled unlocking the door and bringing it in excitedly before moving it to the ground "easy..." He whispered to himself and marvelled at the amazing chest "let's see what's inside" grabbing his trusty chain cutters he kept after neighbor put a lock on (name)s mailbox-- he was still mad at that old fart.

Cracking it open he carefully lifted it to see... "Holy fuck that's a person" (name) noticed the stab marks in the side for air as the man was sweating and exhausted "sir?!" He panicked as he noticed bruises "fuck..." The black haired man was disoriented before looking at the man before him and immediately (name) was on the ground with a hand around his throat "who fuck are you?"

"I... Can... Ask the same..." (Name) Wheezed as he gripped the man's tattooed arm desperately to get it off and the man glared but loosened his grip and (name) gasped "where am I?" The man seethed, looking around the room at the tiny apartment "my apartment, I thought this was a cool trunk and took it home... Wasn't expecting you"

"Shit..." The black haired man stood up slowly and hissed in pain, (name) looked alarmed "dude you're bleeding! Let me get my med kit!" (Name) Immediately scurried off to grab said item as kuroo stumbled to the couch, brief thoughts about its comfort as he rested a bit and tried to sort his thoughts. "ok, so I have hello kitty and pokemon gauze, which one you want" (name) asked and kuroo looked confused "what? Regular gauze is lame"

(Name) Helped him remove his sweaty and tattered shirt before beginning to clean his wound "thankfully they missed any important bits, I can stitch you but you may need a shot of vodka or something" (name) teased as he began patching him up the best he could with the finite skills he had, humming softly as he worked. Kuroo was staring at him intently, why was he so calm? He just found a dude in a chest he brought home! "Aaand there!" (Name) Seemed pleased with himself as he patched up the other, a grin on his face "you should rest for a bit, do you have anyone to call?" (Name) Asked while getting up to walk to the kitchen only a few feet away "uh, yeah..." Kuroo was awkward to say the least.

(Name) Put a few rice balls on a plate and a cup before walking back, setting them infront of him. Pulling out his phone he pulled the call screen up and handed it to kuroo "here, to get your strength up"

Kuroo quickly dialed his right hands number, tapping his foot as it rang a few times "speak"

"Bokoto, it's kuroo" the mob boss said simply and bokotos tone changed "where are you?! I have been looking for you for two days!" The owl like man yelled worried and kuroo looked to (name) "what's your address " (name) perked up at the question"(address)!"

"Who was that?"

"My accidental captor, don't worry the kittens as harmful as a daisy"

"That's good, we will be there in 30"

"Excellent, bring me a new shirt"

"On it!"

Hanging up kuroo signed and (name) let out a small laugh "what's so funny?"

"This is such a weird day!"

"Yeah... It is pretty weird" Kuroo chuckled lowly as he looked at the other "you're weirdly calm for finding someone choking you out" (name) shrugged "I would have been pretty hostile if I was stuck in a trunk for god knows how long and in an unknown place" kuroo looked at the bruising around (name)s neck and frowned, he was too cute to have bruises like that... Well at least in the context they existed in.

Kuroo leaned and gently touched (name)s Adams apple, the reddish bruise forming on his neck in the shape of kuroos hand "sorry about this" he whispered and looked into (name)s eyes as the other man looked back at him. The two were close, very close and kuroo decided he wanted to kiss his little kidnapper.

BAM BAM BAM

"YO KUROO, ITS ME!" Bokoto called from the apartment door, and kuroo grumbled and pulled away "One minute!" The buff man got up and walked to the door, swinging it open to reveal another buff man. "Whose this?" Bokoto asked seriously as he nodded to the cutie on the couch "oh this is... Fuck I forgot to ask your name" kuroo said to the other who just smiled "I'm (name)! Sorry for accidentally kidnapping you!" Bokoto now understood why kuroo called him a kitten, sweet smile and no regards for the dangerous men in the room that could kill him.

"Would you like something to drink?" (Name) Offered and kuroo wanted to laugh at the absurdity of this all as bokoto shrugged and sat on a chair.

"Accidentally got kidnapped by a twink with a nice ass" bokoto teased as he looked at the man preparing drinks and snacks "better grab him before Akaashi spots him" his husband loved cuties like this, kuroo glaring at the concept of his best friend and right hands husband touching (name).

Wait what.

Why did he care?

And that grin on bokotos face said it all, kuroo was into the dumb pretty boy who came in with snacks and drinks.

Kuroo took a bite from his rice ball with a sigh, this was gonna be troublesome.

[jadeoru]

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You were not ready to see him again. Despite all the years that had passed, you never got over what had happened between you; that one night where everything went wrong. You hated him ever since, but there was no denying how much you yearned to go back to the past. All you wanted was to go back to what used to be between you, but there’s no way that could happen. You took a deep breath, your hands were shaking. You struggled to comfort yourself, just act normal, it'll be fine. Your footsteps quickened as you pushed through the crowd to get to your friends - and him. You looked at the strangers talking to them and gulped, holy shit, they’re massive. I mean, they are volleyball players. They were all deep in conversation. You noticed how Akaashi and some grey haired dude were separated from the group; having their own conversation. You recognised one of the athletes: Hinata Shoyo. He had joined a few of your hangouts with Nishinoya before in the past. They went to high school together. You liked him, he was sweet - and funny without trying. He smiled at you widely, they all did actually. You waved as you walked up to them, squeezing between everyone as if you’d been there the whole time. You stood directly in front of Sakusa, avoiding eye contact with him at all costs.

“Hey!” you said, wearing a polite smile on your face. Nishinoya grinned at you, before speaking up, “Y/n! You remember Shoyo, right?” His tone was eager, and loud. He was probably tipsy. You nodded your head, acknowledging Hinata’s smile. “Y/n!! You were so cool today!” His hands flung back and forth as he spoke, resembling an excited child. “Thanks! I’m glad you liked it!” you matched his smile. If you looked hard enough, you could definitely see the sparkles in his eyes. “No seriously! You were like ‘kaboom!’ and no one could look away! It’s like you were made to be on a stage!” You laughed, placing a hand on your chest, “You’re too kind to me!” He was about to speak again, but a blonde-haired boy cut him off, standing in front of him so that you’d look at him instead. “Hey, That’s some voice ya got there. Makes me wonder what else yer mouth can d-” a brown haired boy interrupted him. “Atsumu! If you don’t shut your mouth and stop hitting on girls I’ll kick your ass!” he elbowed him roughly, before turning to look at you. “Sorry about him. He’s desperate for a girlfriend. I’m Iwaizumi Hajime, and that loser is Miya Atsumu. You’re pretty talented by the way.” you rolled your eyes at the Miya guy, laughing. “Thanks, it’s nice to meet you guys! You’re volleyball players right? How did your game go?” you asked, steering the conversation away from yourself. Hinata’s eyes lit up as he began to ramble, “It was awesome! We won all three sets and that means we get to move on t-” 

Your eyes flickered over to Sakusa’s as Hinata spoke. You immediately made eye contact. Has he been staring at you this whole time? He quickly looked away from you when he noticed you staring back at him. You looked back at Hinata, who was dead silent. When did he stop talking? You smiled and nodded, pretending to have heard what he said. “That’s so cool! Congratulations guys!” your gaze flickered from each of the volleyball players, your eyes lingering on Sakusa longer than you’d like to admit. After everyone muttered their thanks, you looked at Nishinoya, who was moving his head in his direction; silently encouraging you to talk to him. Everyone in the group had dispersed into their own conversations, at this point you and Sakusa were the only ones not talking to anyone. It was the perfect moment. You cleared your throat before speaking up. Here goes nothing.

“Hey Sakusa.” you cringed at the way you sounded; anything but calm and collected, uncaring. He looked up at you, before scowling at the sight of you. Without uttering a single word, he grimaced at you and walked away. He fucking walked away. You stood there in shock, confused and undeniably pissed off. He didn’t even care to speak? Not one word? He just fucking grimaced at you, as if one glimpse of you was enough to make him feel sick. Maybe he hasn’t changed after all. Noticing the tension between the two of you, Iwaizumi spoke up. “Sorry about him. He’s being weird.” you groaned, clenching your fists. “It’s fine, I’m gonna get a drink.” and with that, you walked away. Your footsteps were heavy, as if you were weighed down in embarrassment. As you walked to the bar you silently prayed for the ground to open up from beneath you, and swallow you whole.

You stared at him from the other side of the bar; seemingly glued to the sight of him. You couldn’t deny it, he looked good. His curly hair was shorter than he liked it in high school, and he seemed a lot stronger than then too. You looked at the muscles on his arms; they could probably rip out of the sleeves of his shirt if he tried hard enough. You shook yourself back into reality. Sucking in a deep breath, you turned to Tsukishima, now he was the one to nod encouragingly at you. Phew, this was it. You were going to talk to him: Sakusa Kiyoomi. You were going to face him for the first time since that night. No big deal! You weren’t going to let him walk away this time. You fidgeted with the hem of your leather jacket, before making your way towards him. His eyes were glued to the floor, unnoticing of your approach. You cleared your throat, now standing directly in front of him. Second time’s the charm, right?

“Hey. Long time no see huh? Don’t tell me you forgot about me!” you smiled, trying to seem as upbeat as possible despite the aching feeling inside of you. He looked at you, displaying no emotion. “Um no, I haven’t.” His tone was monotonous; awkward. Maybe it was the alcohol in your system, but you were determined to pull at least some kind of conversation out of him. “You know, I tried to forget about you. But it’s pretty fucking hard when your face is all over billboards. I mean, what hasn't sponsored you? I saw you on a fucking cereal box once!” You laughed awkwardly, trying to lighten up the tension between the two of you. He remained seemingly uninterested. “Oh.. well yeah. The point of sponsorships is to increase our visibility around the world, so we take what offers we’re given.” When he finished speaking, silence quickly followed. You just stared at him, waiting for him to say something, anything else.

“Is that it?” you asked, eyes widening in disbelief when you realised he had finished speaking. “What?” He asked, acting completely innocent. Asshole.  “Thats all you’re gonna fucking say to me?” He quickly processed the situation, before speaking up. “I-” You weren’t interested in what he had to say. “No! It’s been fucking years since our argument and you’re just gonna treat me like I’m nothing to you? Like our friendship just never happened? Was I that unimportant to you?” Silence. Fuck this, you kept going. “And yeah, I fucking hate your guts. I've never been able to move on from how shitty you treated me back then, but guess what? At least I have the decency to pretend to want to be here right now! At least I’m actually trying to have a conversation instead of ignoring me like I’m the fucking plague!” You were enraged, releasing all of the pent up frustration that you kept inside of you since the last time you saw him. Your fists were clenched so hard that your knuckles were white. Yes, you were overreacting. You knew it. But, god. Seeing him again brought back all those feelings from before. The rage that you bottled up inside of you, that slowly grew more and more as the years passed you by, was spilling out of you now. There was no stopping it. You scoffed. “You haven’t changed Sakusa. You’re still the same blunt asshole that I used to know.” His last name left your lips in a way that tasted like poison. Every word that left your lips was laced with venom. Without giving him a second to respond, you turned on your heels and walked away; tears welling up in your eyes.

“You havent changed at all” - Sakusa thought about your words for the rest of the night.

a/n: WE FINALLY GOT THE SAKUSA AND YN LORE!!!! EVERYONE CHEERS!!!!!

IGNORE ALL THE TYPOS IN THIS PELAS E IM SO SLEEP DEPRIVED

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[bonniepop]

character: akaashi keiji words: 700+ warnings: parenthood & special children. drama & comfort. notes: when i did a quick recap of all the fics i wanted to repost, this came at me out of nowhere, mostly because i forgot i wrote it, but also holy hell i wrote this? (i also rewrote it.)

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your eyes are wet and swollen, your back pressed against the side of the bathtub as you sit on the floor. once upon a time, you looked at this place with dreamy eyes and excitement—this bathroom is so beautiful, this house is gorgeous, it’s perfect for us—but lately, you’ve been seeing the inside of it through a teary, pained gaze. it’s ruined for you.

i guess all this really was too good to be true, you tell yourself miserably, heat pricking the back of your eyes once again. you curl further into yourself and press your forehead over your knees, tears dripping down your thighs and soaking your shorts.

you don't know how long you sit there, but eventually, the bathroom door opens, and your husband steps in. “hi,” you hear akaashi say softly, “she’s asleep now.”

you don't move. the door shuts and you feel his warmth settle next to you.

you're both quiet for a time.

“you’re so good with her,” you say, voice wet and sticky, heavy in your mouth. “you're so... i’m so fucking terrible compared to you.”

akaashi doesn’t say anything.

“maybe…” you gasp against your knees, “maybe if i carried her to term—”

“hey, no,” he says softly, lifting one of his hands to tug at your elbow. “don’t say things like that.”

you press your lips shut and turn your head to meet his eyes, and you find him looking at you with so much compassion, so much patience, that you feel your heart fall to your stomach.

"say things like what?" you ask him sadly, voice cracking. “that i'm a bad mother? that i can't do it? that i can’t even carry a normal baby?”

the moment the words leave your mouth, you regret them. your eyes widen and your lip trembles. “keiji, i—i'm sorry, i didn’t mean—”

“it’s not your fault,” he says, voice louder, a little rougher, but never angry. he tugs a little more firmly on your elbow, and you let him take it. “it’s not your fault. we—we’re doing what we can, we’re not—you’re not a bad mother, and she’s not a bad child. she’s just… different.”

she’s just different, the phrase repeats in your head, hollowly bouncing around as keiji pulls you into his arms. you’ve heard it many times before. it’s not her fault she screams the way she does; it’s not her fault she can’t stand anything that has the color blue; it’s not her fault she needs to eat at exactly 4:30pm when she comes home from school everyday. it’s the way she is. she can’t help it.

“what if i’m not good enough to handle different?” you tell him, heart breaking, head leaning on his chest. you start to hiccup through your tears. “i love her, i love her so much, but… keiji, what if i… what if i’m not a bad mom, but i’m a bad mom to her?”

he shakes his head, gently stroking your hair. “you’re not, because you’re thinking about how to be a good one,” he tells you softly, other arm coming around your shoulders.

after a long moment of silence, you speak again. it's a little laborous, pulling your lips apart to speak because you've been crying so much. “you’re so good with her. how… you have so much patience, and i…” you cut yourself off with a sniffle. "i don't know how you do it."

akaashi sighs. “it's... i don't know. i wish i had an answer."

you pull away and meet his gaze. the hand in your hair drifts to your other hand and he takes it in a gentle squeeze.

“i’m not perfect, either,” he murmurs gently, letting go of your hand to tuck your hair behind your ear.. “no one’s perfect at this. there’s no manual to handling a child with autism, love. we just have to be patient, and love them, and remember what they like and don’t like.” he kisses your forehead. “you love her, don’t you?”

“of course,” you answer truthfully, and sniffle. he takes your hand again, his thumb brushing your skin so delicately, so lovingly. “i love her so, so much, but i’m so… i’m so scared i’m doing her a disservice.”

“you’re not. you’re not, my love. please believe me.” he presses the back of your hand to his mouth. “what matters is that we try.”

you let go of his hand and wrap your arms around his waist, the side of your thigh falling on top of his legs. “i love you, keiji,” you tell him earnestly, desperately. “i’m sorry i’m being so difficult.”

“you aren’t,” he answers, but you know it’s automatic, because your husband is the kindest of souls and you are the most selfish of people.

you press yourself closer to him. “still, i was acting like a child. we're supposed to be partners, but instead i made things harder on you. i'm sorry.”

he presses a kiss to your forehead, and the hand that was on your shoulder now strokes your hair. “i forgive you,” he says against your skin. “i love our little family, imperfect as it is. i’d hate to see it fall apart.”

your eyes water and your mouth trembles and your heart squeezes with love. if there’s anything you’d go to the ends of the earth for, it’s keiji’s happiness.

fortunately, you don’t have to go that far. you can start in your daughter’s room.

[cannibalsrider]

episode one: out of touch

masterlist next!

playlist

With a click of the power button, I slid my phone into my purse and pulled out the spare key Kenma had given me for his house, noting that the ramen probably had just arrived. Grabbing it, I made my way inside, checking the small clock on the wall by his door and seeing it had just hit 3:05 PM, knowing his stream had probably started already. As I slipped off my shoes, the soft patter of my feet against the hardwood echoed through his long hallways. Seriously, who needs such a big house when it's just one person living here?

I could hear soft chatter from where I was in his hallway, and it wouldn't have surprised me if he had his headphones on already. Quietly making my way to the door of his streaming room, I slid it open as quietly as I could, making eye contact with his stream. I realized he had recently changed his streaming room setup, his back facing me as I slid across the hardwood, setting the plastic bag down onto a nearby table. Putting a finger to my lips in an attempt to keep the chat quiet, I tapped his shoulders with both hands, watching him jump ever so slightly at the feeling.

"Holy shit," he mumbled after he took one side of his headphones off. "Did you grab the ramen?" he asked as I sat down in the chair he had pulled up beside him for me to use. I nodded. "I set it down by the table over there," I answered, pointing back at the table where I had put the bag. Speaking into the mic, I addressed the chat, "I'm torturing you guys with a mukbang today, then Luigi's Mansion," I told them, seeing comments flood in from new viewers and his following alike.

"Never mention that shirt I wore last time. Whoever just asked where it was, I had to burn it," I said sarcastically. "Besides, Yachi let me steal this from her closet, so it's automatically better, guys," I added as Kenma finally sat back down with me.

fun facts !

I originally was gonna have Mochi be a small dog but instead a cat no one really likes Mochi because she bites people she meets but Yachi,alisa, and y/n love her

akaashi,bo,kuroo and Kenma hate her bf with a burning passion just for the fact he's a fucking dick and had tried to get her to cut off all five of them with just a simple he didn't like them but

not actually a Terushima hater he has a bit of a redemption arc at some point if I feel like it guys

the first original idea for Kenma and y/n was a dynamic like Denki and Jirou but instead y/n as Denki and kenma as Jirou cus he's calmer lowk or mao mao and Jinshi from apothecary diaries

terushima and y/n have been basically done with each other for months but you'll kinda see that next few chapters

tags: @wyrcan @metta-crybaby @kettlepop

[honeekyuu]

js thought of genius!akaashi putting his glasses on yn when he goes down on her i’m gonna scream and cry

STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME HOLY FUCK

"hold these for me, princess" SHUT THE FUCK UP

[maxwh33l]

my fave silly haikyuu hcs !!! side note: these are my personal headcanons and opinions. if anything is disrespectful or anything like that please let me know.

bokuaka own a blu budgie together n it loves playing in bokutos spiky hair. it also likes sitting on akaashis glasses and chews on his paperwork sometimes (he gets in trouble for it BAHAHAHHA)

T4T TSUKIYAMA yamz came out to tsukishima first around a year after they started dating (tsukishima cried)

tsukishima info dumps to yamaguchi about dinosaurs and sea creatures so much to the point yamaguchi gained a dinosaur hyperfixation from tsukishima (he still has it)

yachi hyperfixates on birds and she info dumps sometimes when helping hinata and kageyama study (hinata hyperfixated on birds after for a while)

auhd kagehina (hinata adhd kags autism :)

hinata gets new hyperfixations and rants/info dumps to kageyama. he always goes back to hyperfixating volleyball though, either way.

sometimes the first years have sleepovers together and sometimes all they do is watch documentaries on their hyperfixations (i wanna draw this so badly omg). hinata kageyama and tsukishima argue about what to watch first all the time (tsukishima always ends up choosing first)

one time when the first years had a sleepover hinata wanted to bake and they almost burnt tsukishimas house down

whenever they hang out its usually at tsukishima or yachi's place

poly karasuno 3rd yrs (asahi suga daichi kiyoko isnt a part of this cus of yachi)

when karasuno has practice matches kiyoko and yachi talk together most of the time and kiyoko listens to yachi info dump :3

when kenma and kuroo get into an arguement kuroo apologizes by either making kenma apple tarts or apple pie or plays a game with him. kenma apologizes by letting kuroo choose what they watch at movie night for the next two weeks.

on special occasions like oikawas birthday, valentines day, their anniversary, iwaizumi bakes oikawa milk bread!!

thats all :D holy shit this is long as FUCK.

[salsakiyoomi]

Hiiii‼️i remember reading your little fashion designer!akaashi thing and, i was wondering if you could make headcanons about him

pretty please

(☝️🤮; anw can you or can you not? this is a business deal ma'am, i ask, you answer 🫲🤨/j )

a/n : hello 😭😭 im so sorry for the late reply but yes ma'am business deal shall be made 🤝, also i am aware that you asked for headcanons and this is a drabble but it's an idea i had for a while but i will be making a headcanons post! so lmk if you want me to tag you in it <33

you knew akaashi.

well, you didn't exactly know him, you just knew of him.

he was the boy you saw almost every monday and friday when you went to the library for some of your reading time — you didn't see him the first few times you went there but one day, as if heaven dropped one of if its angels, he was just there — and you fell into him.

you didn't see him, truly, as you entered through the door of the library and you unknowingly tripped over your own feet, immediately colliding with someone else as a pair of hands gripped your arms firmly.

"oh my god, i'm so sorry—" you began your blabbering but as soon as you saw the face of your saviour (you may call him that) you were immediately awe-strucked.

he had blue eyes and he stared down at you through thick eyelashes — his hair was jet black and nicely tamed.

he was so beautiful.

you gasped, "i'm so sorry, sir—" you began again but you were cut off by his laughing, "hey, it's okay, just watch your step." he said softly — fuck, even his voice was beautiful, he sounded so angelic.

you could feel your face heat up — from embarrassment or intimacy? you weren't really sure.

he let go you, and took a couple of steps back, smiling at you, and you could swear that you saw a hint of red tainting his cheeks, but you thought it might have been from the cold outside.

"i'm y/n," you blurted out, "nice to meet you."

"akaashi," he said — holy shit, he sounded so charming, "akaashi keiji, nice to meet you too."

you could only smile at him, unable to say anything because you weren't sure what to say — but then akaashi took it upon himself to wave goodbye to you and head deeper into the library.

you stood at the entrance for a few more moments, contemplating what the fuck just happened and whether it was a dream or not.

he was literally so pretty, you didn't that you've ever seen someone so pretty like that before.

after that, you didn't really see akaashi again.

well you saw him, but you didn't really talk to him.

he'd sit a couple of tables away from you, you wondered if he was even aware that you were there — regardless, you couldn't really focus on your book with you glancing at him every few minutes.

he wore glasses, cat eye frames that defined his face, and he'd come in with a coffee or a hot chocolate in hand — sometimes he would read, and sometimes he would pull out a small sketchbook and a pencil and he'd draw.

you didn't really talk to him up until the book you were trying to reach was placed two shelves too high for you.

standing on your tippy toes didn't help you reach the book, you contemplated maybe standing on the shelves to reach it but decided against it after remembering every movie scene where all the bookcases would fall on to eachother thanks to that same decision you were about to make.

you huffed in annoyance, as you took a few steps back away from the shelves and crossed your arms — you thought maybe you could bring a chair and — "hey, do you need help?"

that voice, you knew it.

you turned around to face akaashi standing a few feet away from you, his voice was quiet and almost shy with a timid smile on his lips.

"oh, uhm, yes, that would be great actually." you stammered, as you pointed to the book you wanted.

this was when you realized how tall he was as he easily reached for the book and handed it to you.

you stares at him with an almost awe-like expression as you took the book into your hands, "thank you."

his smile was so warm as he replied, "no problem."

akaashi left the library that day with you hugging the book close to your chest.

he didn't come back for a few days — you wondered what had happened of him, was he too busy to come? or did he catch a cold thanks to the weather of the past few days? — ugh this was ridiculous, it's like highschool all over again with a hallway crush that made your heart pound everytime you saw them at school and wondered what happened to them everytime you didn't see them between classes.

you rest your head on the palm of your hand, subconsciously eyeing the entrance in hopes he would come in — you know you didn't really talk to him, but his presence brought an unknown enjoyment to you — you were happy with him just sitting there and looking pretty, and the even better thing was that he'd acknowledge you with a nod of his head and smile whenever he entered before making it towards his table.

you tap your finger on the table, eyes wandering away from the door to your book, scanning the paragraphs absently without really comprehending what you're reading as your mind wandered back to the thought of him.

he's pretty, and sweet and polite and well mannered and shit, you might have a crush on him, because even now just the thought of him made your heart flutter.

the click of the entrance door makes your gaze immediately switch over to it and as if on cue, akaashi walks in.

he walks in holding two cups of coffee.

your gaze is fixed on him as he acknowledges you with a nod of his head and gives you a smile, one that you mirror — he walks in, and instead of walking over to his usual table he walks over to yours.

your heart races as he stands at in front of the chair parallel to you, "is this seat taken?"

you immediately shake your head, "no no, you can sit — if you want to."

he sets the two cups of coffee on the table as he pulls out the chair and takes his seat. he nudges one of the cups towards you, "i hope you like coffee." he says, his voice tranquil with a sheepish smile on his lips and a faint red blooming on his cheeks.

"as long as it isn't poisoned," you laugh quietly as you take the cup of coffee into your hands.

"oh well, who knows?" he jokes and you grin at him, "well, thanks anyway." — it isn't evident in your behaviour but your heart is leaping out of your chest like in those cartoons and oh how hard are you trying to calm yourself down.

you bring the cup to your lips, ready to take a sip before he faintly places his hand on yours, stopping you, "careful, it's hot." he says before drawing his hand back.

oh my god, did he just touch your hand? — holy shit, he actually did, you weren't imagining it.

you set the cup back on the table as you try to control your pounding heart, and oh, you can recognize the heat in your face.

"so," you clear your throat, "where have you been the past few days?" you ask timidly.

"work gets a bit too much sometimes," he replies, and you notice him fidgeting with his fingers — so you aren't the only shy one here.

silence settles like a cloak over the two of you, its neither uncomfortable nor comfortable. a few moments pass before you reach out for your coffee, deciding that it probably wasn't as hot as before and you take a sip.

"oh my god, that tastes so good," you exclaim after your swallow, it was the perfect balance of sweet and bitter, "where'd you get it from?"

akaashi takes a sip of his own coffee, "it's from a coffeehouse just down the street," he says, "i could take you there, if you'd like."

he mumbles the last part almost inaudibly as his gaze averted away from you, akaashi fiddles with the hem of his sleeve nervously.

your mouth forms into an 'o' shape as you exclaim quietly — for a moment, you thought you might have imagined him saying it, given how quiet he said it, but the deep red on his face made you think otherwise.

"are you...asking me out?" you ask quietly, your tone a bit teasing and you try to fight a smile that's making it's way to your lips but eventually give in to it as you eye him curiously.

his gaze moves over to you again, and he mirrors your smile, "only if you say yes." he says, a hint of playfulness in his voice.

oh my god.

you cover your face as you quietly giggle and try to hide the blush on your cheeks, you feel shy yet enthusiastic as your heart hammers in your chest and you wonder I'd he feels the same way too.

you say, "i'd love that, akaashi."

akaashi blinks at you, almost as if he couldn't believe you'd just agreed to that — his heart clenches in his chest and his stomach drops to his knees, he could feel the warmth on his face and his foot began to tap on the floor.

holy shit, you actually said yes.

"you can call me keiji." akaashi says, "akaashi is my last name."

you gawk at him before you nod, "okay, keiji." you smile as you say his name softly with a bit of emphasize on it.

akaashi feels his heart flutter when he hears his name on the tip of youe tongue, and so he clears his throat as he leans over on the table, "so, say tomorrow, maybe five pm? i'll pick you up from here." he offers.

you can only grin at him as you nod your head enthusiastically, "that would be great."

the truth is, you actually fell for keiji the moment you met him, but what you didn't know was that keiji fell for you too the moment he laid eyes on you — although his fall might have not been as obvious as yours.

[peachonified]

New WIP...

Rating: Explicit Warnings: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bokuto Koutarou/Everyone, Everyone/Everyone, Bokuto Koutarou/Oikawa Tooru, Bokuto Koutarou/Kita Shinsuke, Bokuto Koutarou/Miya Atsumu/Miya Osamu Characters: Bokuto Koutarou, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Kita Shinsuke, Miya Atsumu, Miya Osamu, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Akaashi Keiji, Konoha Akinori Additional Tags: Dubious Consent, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternative Universe - Kingdom, monster hunting, constant fucking, Bottom Bokuto Koutarou, Bokuto Koutarou-centric, Knights - Freeform, Nobility, Bokuto is a Socialist, Religion, Power Dynamics, Healing Magic, Healing Power, Come Inflation, Marking, Saint Bokuto Koutarou, Crown Prince Oikawa Tooru, attempted humour, Death, Injury, Bakeries, Pastries, Systemic Privilege, Holy Knights, White Knights, More tags to be added, More characters to be added, Sex for Magic Reasons - Freeform

Summary:

In the Divine Empire of Aoba Johsai, those who can use Divine Power are sent to the North to battle the monsters, keeping the Empire safe. The Holy Knights do the fighting, the Divine Priests supported. It's worked for hundreds of years. But now the monsters and bigger and better and the fire power they have isn't enough. Their prayers are answered when the Goddess gives them a Saint. The issues? Not only is he late, he's not what they expect. Saint Koutarou is here to and The Divine Empire is never going to be the same.

This has been bubbling away in my head for a while, and will probably be quite long... there are more tags to be added, but if you have specific questions, hit me up :)

I think it's going to fun, I think it's going to be a ride!

[miyababes]

miya atsumu.

long fics. (5k+)

backstage by duino [ band au ] [ sfw ; fluff ]

hoodie by kodaiki [ college au ] [ sfw ; fluff / angst ]

sweetheart by aiiwa [ nsfw ]

fics. (2.5k+)

a fish out of water by shibaraki [ merfolk au ] [ sfw ; fluff ]

chain reaction by shibaraki [ nsfw ]

fucking you in your old school uniform by bjbex [ nsfw ]

gossip girl by dejwrites [ nsfw ]

holy ground by ceijoh [ sfw ; fluff/angst ]

let it be me by shibaraki [ nsfw ]

my knight in shining armour by iwas-princess [ sfw ; fluff ]

my wish is you by ceijoh [ sfw ; angst with happy ending ]

play of the game by utahimeow [ college au ] [ quarterback!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

smoker sex by bjbex [ nsfw ]

worst case scenario by duino [ sfw ; hurt/comfort ]

short fics. (1k+)

sfw: [ 1 - 100 ].

accidental nude send by elysianslove [ nsfw ]

an in-convenient encounter by duino [ suggestive ]

bad kinda player by tiniella [ college au ] [ himbo!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

cascade by mrs-kurooo [ nsfw ]

cold showers by atsukashii [ suggestive ]

coming undone by shibaraki [ nsfw ]

deep-throating by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

desperate by shoyoist [ college au ] [ nsfw ]

down the drain by getoswhore [ brother's best friend!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

keep watchin' by saetoru [ nsfw ]

miss me? by ahtsumu [ suggestive ; angst/fluff ; open ending ]

order for delivery by ilyluffy [ delivery boy!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

shorts by lovelyunholyc [ nsfw ]

drabbles.

sfw: [ 1 - 100 ].

sfw: [ 101 - 200 ].

all bark, no bite by hornime [ nsfw ]

angry sex by saetoru (+ osamu, iwaizumi, sakusa) [ nsfw ]

audience by elysianslove [ camboy!atsumu ] [ nsfw ]

christening the furniture by utahimeow [ nsfw ]

cloud cover by hornime [ nsfw ]

cock and ball worship by bobaji (+ bokuto, aone, sakusa) [ nsfw ]

cock kisses by saetoru (+ sakusa, osamu, oikawa) [ nsfw ]

cockwarming by ceijoh [ nsfw ]

euphoric by adoringhaikyuu [ nsfw ]

facesitting by teataglia [ nsfw ]

friends with benefits by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

; part two

good boy by shibaraki [ nsfw ]

greedy by saetyrn9 [ nsfw ]

handjob by saetoru [ nsfw ]

hatefucking by elysianslove [ nsfw ]

head's up by awkatsukis [ nsfw ]

how they fuck by bobaji (+ bokuto, iwaizumi, hanamaki) [ nsfw ]

i'll consume you (if you let me) by satorini (+ bokuto, sakusa, hinata, sawamura) [ nsfw ]

jealous by saetoru [ nsfw ]

locker room sex by saetoru (+ meian, adriah, sakusa, bokuto, hinata) [ nsfw ]

loud in bed by demxnscous [ nsfw ]

mantra by delirieum [ nsfw ]

overstimming them by saetoru (+ sakusa, kita, kuroo, oikawa) [ nsfw ]

period sex by bobaji (+ suna, kuroo) [ nsfw ]

playing with his balls by saetoru [ nsfw ]

short skirts society by ilyluffy (+ kageyama, tsukishima, iwaizumi) [ nsfw ]

show you what it's like by elysianslove (+ sakusa, akaashi) [ nsfw ]

take care of you by shoyoist [ nsfw ]

they find out you hooked up with their friend/teammate before you started dating by adoringhaikyuu (+ oikawa, sakusa, ushijima) [ suggestive ]

trending by demxnscous [ best friend!atsumu ] [ suggestive ]

using your safe word by bobaji (+ sakusa, bokuto) [ nsfw ]

what sucking him off is like by adoringhaikyuu (+ bokuto, iwaizumi) [ nsfw ]

when life gives you lemons by hornime [ nsfw ]

headcanons.

crawling into his lap by kageyuji (+ suna, tsukishima, kyoutani, tanaka, tendou) [ sfw ; fluff ]

horny thoughts by saetoru (+ suna, osamu, bokuto, sakusa, iwaizumi) [ nsfw ]

prettiest when overstimmed by saetoru (+ sakusa, suna, oikawa, osamu ) [ nsfw ]

when they're lovesick by kodaiki (+ bokuto, kuroo, iwaizumi, kita) [ sfw ; fluff ]

yearning for the team manager by babiedeku [ sfw ; fluff ]

timestamps.

1.02am by heartaro [ sfw ; hurt/comfort ]

1.14am by etherreal [ sfw ; fluff ]

1.35am by moonbeamwritings [ sfw ; fluff ]

12.23pm by saetoru [ sfw ; fluff / angst ]

1.13pm by kodaki [ sfw ; fluff ]

8.45pm by kodaiki [ sfw ; fluff ]

10.37pm by sunamour [ sfw ; fluff ]

series.

(1) one missed call by satorini [ college au ] [ nsfw ]

friends don't do this by demxnscous [ sfw / nsfw ]

smau.

asking him to rail you by toru-oikawas-milkbread [ nsfw ]

asking you to cuddle but you have to turn them down by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna) [ sfw ; fluff ]

'finish the heart' trend by arhvste (+ oikawa, bokuto, kuroo) [ sfw ]

leaving you on read after you say 'i love you' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ]

responding to 'do you only care about my body?' by oikawa-torus-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou) [ sfw ]

reacting to you leaving them on read after they say 'i love you' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, kita, suna, sakusa, daishou, numai, kuguri, hoshiumi) [ sfw ]

responding to you being clingy by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ; fluff ]

responding to you texting them 'you hurt my feelings' after a fight by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ]

sending you a dirty text by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ kuroo, kenma, osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ nsfw ]

texting you while they're playing an away match by arhvste (+ sakusa, hinata, bokuto ) [ sfw ; fluff ]

when he finds out your fictional crush is your lockscreen by darlingimawitch (+ bokuto, suna) [ sfw ; fluff ]

you ask him 'on a scale of 1-10, how annoyed are you with me right now?' after a fight by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ]

you ask if he's jealous by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, kita, suna) [ sfw ; fluff ]

you ask them for nudes by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ nsfw ]

you ask them if they still find you attractive by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ sfw ; fluff ]

you ask them to 'pick a number between 1-10' and send them that many nudes by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ kunimi, kindaichi, kuroo, kenma, osamu, sakusa) [ nsfw ]

you send them a dirty text by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ nsfw ]

you text them 'i think you could have been nicer to me today' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, kita, suna, sakusa, daishou, numai, kuguri, sakishima) [ sfw ]

you text them 'i want to sit on your face' by toru-oikawas-milkbread (+ osamu, sakusa, kita, suna, lev, yaku, semi, tendou, ushijima) [ nsfw ]

smau series.

exist by todayisawthewhxlewxrld [ sfw ]

[6okuto]

THE MOST ATTRACTIVE PERSON IN THE ROOM

timeskip iwaizumi x gn!reader ft. msby + osamu, akaashi | 1.5k words, swearing, implied alcohol, suggestive?

“okay, iwaizumi, i dare you to…” hinata drawls, tapping the wooden floor beneath him—the beat of the song that he’s gotten stuck in everyone’s heads today, you note.

“hmmm….”

“this is why we can’t play truth or dare with you, shoyo.” atsumu groans, though there’s a lopsided smile that accompanies it, before taking a sip of his drink. condensation drips down the side and he wipes it with the sleeve of his jacket.

“as if you didn’t steal my dare idea last turn!”

“can’t steal somethin’ that was never yours in the first place.”

“huh? i literally said it out loud.”

“i thought it before y’said it.”

“what?!”

“holy shit, get back to the dare.” osamu snorts and throws a pillow at their heads. “’m gonna have to retire by the time hinata comes up with 3 syllables.”

you laugh softly from your spot on the couch above. hajime snickers next to you, his arm hanging loosely above you.

not around you, of course. just above, on the couch, close enough to brush your head every time you lean a little too far back—which is why you’ve curled further into the edge instead, feet tucked under the throw blanket you had gifted hinata a few months earlier.

emboldened by the conversation as distraction, you let your eyes shift to loom at him. his cheeks are flushed, and eyes crinkled as he watches his team in amusement. there’s an almost empty drink in his left hand, more clinking ice than beverage. but he brings it to his lips to take another sip, and you watch, and you wish you could stop watching, but your eyes seem fixated on his lips as they meet the edge of his glass, and the way his adam’s apple bobs as he swallows.

the sound of bickering is muffled, and you should look away, really, it’d be embarrassing if he caught you, but he’s scratching the side of his neck, and he looks really good, and—

“okay, fine, iwaizumi.” hinata brings your focus back to the room and stares with sudden determination. “i dare you to kiss the most attractive person in the room.”

the two stare at each other. no immediate snarky remark or laughter follows.

you blink.

you think everyone blinks, actually.

your eyes flicker to hajime again, and you watch his mouth again, though this time it opens and closes twice, three times, as if words would appear if it silently lured them. “...i—what?”

“pfft—”

“don’t feel like getting kissed tonight, sorry, bro. alright, bo, you’re up next, right?”

“oh! yeah, wait, we’re skipping iwa?”

“oh, shut up, ’tsumu, like yer dumbass is the most attractive person in here.”

“i am, actually. objectively, even.”

“you have a twin, atsumu.”

“not seein’ your point here ’kaashi?”

“y’callin’ me ugly?”

“technically jus’ less attractive, but yeah, yer ugly.”

“guys,” you warn. you think bokuto’s still confused on who’s turn it is, while osamu’s put his drink down and sitting up straighter. “drop it. and hajime, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“yeah, but you’ll have to take a shot,” atsumu interjects.

“thought you as the self-proclaimed ‘most attractive person’ were gonna stop him anyway. was he supposed t’drink a shot if he picked ya?”

“no, we would’ve both taken shots.”

hajime raises a brow. “what? as the guy who’s supposed to have the dare—what the hell kind of logic is that? you know what—”

he lets out an exasperated sigh and moves his arm from behind you to rest on his thigh. and it’s not like it was touching you in the first place, but the vacancy makes the back of your neck feel a little colder. “fuck it, i’m tipsy enough.”

“fine, y’can kiss my cheek—”

“i’m not kissing you, atsumu,” hajime just less than growls.

atsumu puts his hands up in surrender while hinata snickers, and you think osamu’s building up to an “i told you so,” but you’re too busy watching the man next to you to really know.

there’s tension in his shoulders as he places his glass on his coaster—one of two that have actually been used, the other drinks leaving rings of water in their place. it’s a wonder that hinata has any in the first place.

your eyes move from his leg that’s started to bounce, to his hands that start to fiddle with the watch on his wrist, and then his mouth where he bites a lip.

and then they move up again, just a little higher, to his eyes—

which are already set on you.

neither of you say anything. but then his eyes flicker down to your lips, and a quick heat builds in your face, your ears, your neck. something in you thinks it must be a joke, but hajime’s already flushed face turns more red, and the (big) part of you that has a crush on him is just a little happy it seems to be because of you.

there’s no time to process that further though, his silence is enough to get the attention of the others anticipating his choice.

atsumu only looks between the both of you for a second before clapping his hands together. “ohh, ohoho—”

“ooh, iwa!”

“huh? ohh—”

“can you guys be normal for 2 minutes?” sakusa sighs and leans back into his chair, deciding to stare at the ceiling instead of his teammates if only for a moment. “and if you two are going to kiss, can you do it faster before my brain shuts down?”

“rude.”

hajime ignores them and clears his throat before facing you properly, shifting so one leg is propped on the couch underneath him. taking it as your cue, you sit up and collect your blanket to one side.

the room hasn’t been this quiet since you arrived first and offered to help set up. but it isn’t suffocating—the quiet is a buzz, and seems to sit in anticipation just as much as you.

“can i?” hajime asks softly.

you nod, your only hesitation is in wondering if he’s serious.

but even a little hesitation is enough. his lips purse, and a concerned crinkle appears between hajime’s brows that you almost want to reach to smooth out, its existence, you promise, unnecessary. he says your name. “seriously, we don’t have to if you don’t feel comfortable.”

you’re shaking your head before he’s done his sentence. “it’s okay, haji.”

“ooh, haji—”

“shuddup, ’tsumu.”

“is it weird i feel awkward watching this?”

“aw, c’mon, ’ji, they’re cute.”

the conversation is an odd comfort as it dulls the sharp attention on you, the tension your body seems to hold everywhere.

hajime moves closer, shrinking the gap between you until your legs touch and you can count the inches between you on two hands. his cologne is easy to notice, and you wish you could pinpoint the fragrant notes, maybe write them down in your head to look for later. (you wonder if that's a weird thing to do.)

the lips your eyes had lingered on maybe a dozen times just tonight are a lot easier to watch as his tongue pokes out to lick them. subconsciously, you do the same.

then a hand comes up, hesitates before finding place on your cheek, and you let yourself lean into its touch. it’s odd—how you wished the arm behind you on the couch would accidentally move a little closer just a few minutes ago, and now your face is being held instead. you wonder if you could ever get used to it.

for a split (embarrassing) second, you even let yourself wonder what it would be like to wake up to the same touch and owner in bed beside you.

hajime looks at you, and you smile when your eyes lock. and maybe it’s your own drink kicking in, but you reach for his free hand to lace your fingers in between his as you nod once more, look at his lips one more time.

his chest rises as he takes a deep breath.

“seriously, guys, if ya don’t kiss already ’samu’s gonna start going bald.”

“the fuck?”

you can’t help the laugh that escapes you or the warm breath that hits hajime’s skin, nor can you fully get rid of the smile on your face as hajime murmurs what sounds like a “for fuck’s sake,” beneath one of his own and leans in.

and then he kisses you.

and you think there’s cheering, clapping and something about losing a bet on who’d kiss who first.

but it doesn’t matter—not while you’re finally finding out how soft hajime’s lips are, while his grip on your hand tightens, while his thumb rubs your skin and fingers moves closer to the back of your neck to pull you closer, closer.

your free hand comes to wrap around his shoulder, and he lets go of the other to reach around your back. somewhere in the back of your head you wonder how long (how deep?) a kiss is acceptable in front of an audience, but you can hear, feel, hajime take a deep breath as he pulls you close enough that his chest is pressed against yours, and you think the others can look away themselves when it’s too much—there’s someone more important to you.

me after writing atsumu myself: wow he's so funny silly stupid 🫶 mann i don’t necessarily Want to know about perfumes and alcohol until i’m writing a fic and go ah. what the hell is a good scent. like girl what is Cedarwood ? not everyone can smell like..mint and vanilla. and how am i supposed to know what this guy would drink when all i’ve had is soju with raspberry gingerale / mango concentrate. which is rlly good btw. yummy...

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[ src. ] 🖤 ( bokuto for akaashi :eyes: )

@ervaurem

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them: (Adult verse)

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

[kosi-annec]

[HAIKYUU!!] Season 2 episode 10

I'm sorry, 60 sets??? GODDAMN and only 3 were won??

Oh the dads are staring intensely into each others eyes again lol. Nekoma coach they were haviNG A MOMENT

COME ON KARASUNO, WIN THIS MY BOYS!!

YES TSUKI!! COMMUNICATING WITH YE TEAMMATES

Oh boy, bokuto at front uh oh

DAMN BOI that was tight!

God these two are perfect for each other, fits the opposite attracts perfectly

OMG HE JUKED THEM!! HE FOOLED EM!!! THAT'S OUR DECOY

Lmao kageyama worried that hinata is actually thinking hskshsh

It's always the calm ones ya gotta watch out for

AAAA DO IT KAGEYAMA, YA CAN'T SAY NO TO YE SOULMATE, HE'S CALLING FOR IT!!

HSKAHSJS HELL YESS LETS FUCKING GOOOO THEY DIDN'T EVEN NEED ANY SIGNALS

They're winning! They're gonna win!!

Hinata hun, you're breaking kage here, too much positive energy he can't handle it hskhsks

AAAAA YACHI!! LEADER OF THE KAGEHINA CLUB!

Awww kenma just likes watching hinata play

Pft god kenma and kuroo are adorably hilarious with each other

UH OH he's thinking too much on stopping the ball, not on the spiker

OMG NOYA YASSS HE MADE A SET LETS GO! IDC IF IT WENT OUT HE STILL DID IT

YES THE SYNCH ATTACK WORKED!!

They're winning! They're gonna win :DD

Omg the way bokuto walked right there is how i walk sometimes HSKSHKS

Oh wow, so when bokuto gets too frustrated, he loses it, literally

Lol that lil "yes sir" from tanaka

Holy shit akaashi how fast do you think??? That was less than a second

LMAO "SAD MODE" HSKSHSHS wonder how many times fukurōdani gone thru this