#dark tendou

[chattemagique]

yan!Tendou has his own way of curing your low self-esteem

summary: yan! Tendou fucks you in front of the broken mirror, after hearing you talking bad about your appearance, to show how pretty you are.

author's note: was going thru my notes and damn, I can actually write, so posting this for you guys, a bit (lot) personal self-insert, hope y'all can enjoy too, but it would be much better if you couldn't relate. anyways, peace and love 🫶🏻🕊️💞

pic from ブリテッリ @BRTRmilk_ on Twitter

tw: mentions of self-harm, body dysmorphia, low self-esteem, rejection trauma, self-hatred, non-con, skin carving.

all characters are 18+

minors dni

Life with Tendou Satori was bombastic(side eye, m sorry guys😭), you never knew when he's going to "explode" and affect you. He was as unpredictable as he was on the playground. As it usually happens when people are living together, they start to unintentionally pick up each other's behavioral patterns. You became as explosive and as unpredictable as him. Of course, it can't be denied that three months here, with him, after kidnapping weren't also great for your mental health, which led to the weakening of your psyche.

It's not like you've ever loved or liked yourself. You couldn't even understand why this whole thing happened to you, since you weren't even that pretty, not really wise too. You'd probably consider yourself as one of the last choice. So there were many other more beautiful girls around, why out of all people YOU???Dysmorphia returned to you even during the worst moments, making the whole situation much more horrible.

You were standing in front of a bedroom mirror and couldn't stand the way you looked, you hated yourself not only for your appearance, but also for your past mistakes, your weak personality and character traits that let other people exploit and mock you, and he was another evidence.

"I HATE IT, I HATE IT, I HATE IT"  

Mirror flying down, glass hitting the floor and the pieces scattered in all directions. You wanted to hurt yourself so bad, you wanted to end these sufferings, you didn't understand why you deserve this, but at the same time this was exactly what a bitch like you deserves.

"(Y/N)!" 

Your red haired kidnapper barged into the room only to find yourself sitting in the corner and crying.

"What happened?" 

"I, -I.." your breathing was deep and fast. 

"I hate the way I look, I wish I was born a pretty girl, I wish I had other mindset, I wish I wasn't different, I wish I could fit in, but I'm not! And everytime I feel good about myself, she's always coming back!" you shouted it loud, while grabbing onto your head.

I wish I wasn't different, I wish I could fit in  

Oh, that hit home to Tendou.

So you think he'd fall for you if you were like everyone else? You think he'd find other girls attractive when you were around? You think if you'd fit in he'd consider yourself as his soulmate?

Well, I guess you had to learn this lesson as he once learned.

"Get up."

"N-no.."

"GET UP."

Quiet cry.

"(y/n), don't make me do things that I don't want to do."

You slowly got up, keeping your hands around your stomach, facing the ground.

"I-I just don't understand... why me..?" you said with soft, tearful voice.

Why are you still asking him this question? 

As if he didn't tell you enough.

He unhurriedly came closer to hug you. Usually it would take longer if not forever for you to hug him back, but this time you just needed that support from no matter who, even if it’s from a man who ruined your life. If you can't give it to yourself, maybe he could.

Abruptly he lifted you up and brought to bed. You could tell where it was going, you just didn't care anymore, because it has already happened many times. And hey, at least he likes you..

He removed soft fabrics from your body and unbelted his pants. Having you in a missionary position, he pulled you by your thighs and harshly entered you. Loud gasp escaped from your mouth.

For foreplay his thrusts were quite rushed and hard, you didn't even get wet enough for his dick.

"S-satori.. ple-ease.."  you whimpered his last name in a bit pesky manner.

"Say that you're beautiful (y/n)," you were just whimpering.

"SAY IT" he repeats it louder than before, suddenly squeezing your nipple as you moan out loud.

"Tendou-u, p-please, stop... it hurts"

He continues to twist your nipple even harder. 

"I AM, I am beautiful" you yell out. 

"That's right," Satori releases your nipple and starts gently massaging the sore area with his palm, without slowing down the pace and strength of thrusting. 

"What else?" looking into your eyes, long, slender fingers tenderly caressing your breast area, periodically making a circle movement around your areola. 

"I am smart"

"Good girl"

"I am sexy" 

"You're right, princess" he increases his pace, grabbing your hips and slightly lifting up your pelvis to hit the spot. You let out a loud moan, trying to stabilize your breath. You feel your orgasm coming and your vaginal muscles slightly pulsating as you finally come on his cock, his pace being as fast as before. 

"I am loved"

Tendou leans down to kiss you. You do not resist. If at least somebody can love you, then it's better than nothing. Your tongues weawe together like snakes during mating season. You can't believe that you don't want to pull away from your kidnapper, all you want is this moment to last forever as your bodies unite in one.

You can feel him gradually increasing his pace, as it becomes harder for you to breathe. He gets it as he pulls away from you and finishes inside you. Picking up from the floor the broken mirror glass to carve into your skin "beautiful" and "mine".

[allora1233]

𝔾𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣

genre: angst - one shot

pairing: yandere!tendou x reader

summary: After years of being MIA, an old face comes back into your life in the worst way

tw: dark content | kidnapping | yandere | toxic | mentions of being drugged | possessiveness

wc: >1k

a/n: Made this cuz my friend @whompii is obsessed with dark content and Tendou. You're welcome.

Blurs of colors and shapes come into view as you blink your eyes open, head spinning and body feeling stiff. The buzzing hum of fluorescent yellow lights was the only sound to fill the silence as your vision started to clear. What you’re met with is an empty room, aside from the closed, white folding table that’s propped up against the barren prussian colored wall. A few windows barely illuminated the space as they were fogged up by dust and spider webs. The room was no bigger than that of an average sized master bedroom. Your head starts to throb.

You move to get up, only to then realize why your body felt so stiff. Looking down, you find yourself bound to a white plastic chair. Rope and tape is expertly tied around your limbs and chest, keeping you firmly in place. Panic sets in rapidly as you squirm in the chair. Your breathing becomes shaky as you look around, trying to look behind you.

“HELP! Someone, please!” Heart racing, palms sweating, breathing shallow. A panic attack quickly washes over your senses as tears flood your eyes, the pounding in your head getting worse. “Can anyone hear me? Please!”

You tense up as the creaking sound of a door opening behind you fills the room, your breath catching in your throat. "Oh good! You're finally awake.” The click of the door shutting makes you flinch as you try and fail to turn your head around to see who’s talking to you. “For a minute there, I was afraid I'd given you too much Rohypnol. I guess you're lucky you weren't drinking alcohol last night. You really would have been knocked out for good if you did.”

Last night? Damnit, you knew it was a bad idea to go out. You told your friends you weren’t feeling up to it, but they needed a driver and you knew how fucked up they were going to get. So you went, just so they wouldn't get in a uber drunk and to make sure everyone would be safe. How ironic.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" There’s silence for a moment, the tension somehow becoming thicker, impenetrable. It's only broken by the sound of his chuckle. It sends a shiver down your spine. 

“Perhaps I did cause some memory loss, unless you’re joking. You always were one for pranks, weren’t you?” Sure, you used to be a troublemaker when you were young, but how could he possibly know that? “Come on darling, listen to my voice. I know it’s been a while, but I know you could never forget me.”

Do you know this person? Who on Earth would do something like this to you? You never hung out with anyone shady, and you made sure to keep your friend group full of good people. He still sounded like he was at the door, and you haven't heard any footsteps yet. Maybe you can try reasoning with this guy. "I really don't know what you're talking about. Maybe you mistook me for someone."

"Perhaps this will jog your memory." The sound of his footsteps gets closer. As he approaches from behind, he starts singing. "Baki baking ni ore~ Nani wo?" He stops right behind the chair you're stuck in, leaning down closer to your left ear. "Kokoro wo da yo~"

Your stomach twists in knots as the old forgotten memories from your high school years flood your mind. You suddenly feel dizzy. It can't be…

"Tendou..?"

Tendou perks up as you finally mention his name, smiling wide as he stands in front of you. You finally get to look him in the eyes and you feel sick to your stomach. Tears glaze over your eyes once more. "Thank goodness, you still remember me! I was so worried I'd have to start all over from the beginning again."

Tendou Satori. He was your classmate and best friend back in middle and high school. The two of you were basically attached at the hip, hanging out all the time during and after school. You went to every single one of his volleyball games, cheering him on and celebrating his wins. But during your third year in high school, he just up and disappeared. No explanation or warning whatsoever. You'd tried contacting him multiple times, going to his house, asking people around school, but nothing. You honestly thought he might have just moved away.

He moves closer to you, cupping your cheeks in his bandaged hands. You flinch from his touch, turning your head away. A look of hurt flashes across the redhead's face before it's replaced with a twisted smile, one you had never seen before on anybody. "What's wrong, darling? After all these years you don't honestly think I'd hurt you, right?"

[dude1818]

RevStar Daemon AU

Karen - Golden retriever (dog). Nothing between her ears but air and love. (And very good at retrieving.)

Hikari - Russian blue (housecat). Reserved around strangers, but an energetic and fierce hunter.

Mahiru - White admiral (butterfly). Needs more of a push to come out of her cocoon, and then another to convince her she's really a butterfly not a moth (i.e. already shines).

Maya - Swan. Beautiful, but not sweet at all when you try to get close.

Claudine - Goose. Like a swan but with worse PR. Loud and likes to bite.

Nana - Leopard. Incredibly sweet kitty cat to your face, but is still an apex ambush predator if you catch her when she thinks she's alone.

Junna - Prairie dog. Very intelligent and good at communicating, but feels like she needs to match the crowd rather than do her own thing.

Futaba - Egyptian plover (bird). Love language is acts of service even when that's detrimental. (Note: crocodile birds are actually a myth.)

Kaoruko - Japanese Chin (dog). Very traditional lap dog. Needs companionship, but also likes to hide and perform tricks.

[pandorasbugs]

beetols,

[queer-obsession]

y'all ever wish you could just tell people your kins so that they understand what they're getting into. like i just wanna be like my highest kins are bakugou katsuki and kozume kenma if we wanna get deeper throw in tendo satori and miyuki kazuya. if you can't handle this shit check out now bro because if i find out later on when you try doing something stupid hell will rain. anyway who can relate? 😭

[2-lines-and-a-circle]

What makes Satori Tendou a member of team dark chocolate?

*Please read for more context: 2 Lines & A Circle : Flavor of Love: Team Dark Chocolate... (tumblr.com)

Perhaps it’s because he’s a third year student, but I feel as though he’s gone through life and come back victorious. Which is a very essential quality about team dark chocolate. Unlike the other teams, dark chocolates have gone through some of the harsh realities of life. Similar to coffee it tends to stick with them throughout life. However, instead of becoming bitter about it like a coffee would, they prefer to grow from it to prevent anything like that from happening again. This is their own growth mark, and it allows for them to relate easily to others, making them a great leader or senior. In Tendou we see this through the time of his childhood in which he gets bullied. While he is upset over it, Tendou changes through the experience and eventually turns his life around.

Another quality about team dark chocolate and Tendou is that childish side to them. While they may seem mature at times each of them hold a very childish side. In which each of them mess around even in the most serious of times. Tendou has done these many times during matches and even outside of them. So it’s safe to say he definitely has that side of team dark chocolate to him.

Apart from that it should be noted that Tendou is a difficult one to crack when in love. For whatever reason it may be, it’s going to be hard to break through his shell of people close to him. To further explain, if we look at his relationships between his teammates and him, you can see a long-standing relationship. There’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s a cliche for dark chocolates to never let any outsiders get too close due to lack of trust or caution. What makes a dark chocolate bitter is their closed walls. They appear close enough to talk to on a daily occasion, yet they aren’t ones to engage in close conversations. Tendou hasn’t quite displayed this openly, but I feel as though if you were to get to his inner circle you would need to be tossed in.

I’m also doing matchups you can find that here: 2 Lines & A Circle : Flavor of Love, Find Your Match~ (tumblr.com)

[revasserium]

hihi, for the ask game: 🤍!

for the fanfic ask game!

🤍- what’s one fic of yours you think people didn’t “get”?

i don't rly think there is one???? if i rly had to pick, it'd probably be this serial killer!tendou fic LOL. and it's like. dark!content so i don't blame ppl for not rly reading/interacting with it. but i did really enjoy the process of writing it? i knew as i was writing it that it was purely a fic /for me/ so to speak, so i wasn't disappointed or anything when it only got like a handful of reads/likes :)

[yanderenightmare]

TW: yandere, dubcon/noncon, size difference, captive reader

gn reader - fem clothing (doll costume: dress)

Just thinking about the creep yandere captor who insists on taking pictures of you when you're all dolled up in his bed...

The contrast is nauseating. 

He’s too big. Too tall and too strong. Thick threatening muscles lined with scars like a tiger. A set of hefty shoulders on a torso so broad you find yourself shunning yourself each time the slightest silly thought of uproar surfaces. 

He’s too scary for you to ever dare anyway. His eyes alone have a darkness that makes you whimper every time he looks you up and down. 

It doesn’t help that he’s always dressed in only black. Black boxers and black sweats hung low around his waist, showing the fine-toned muscles of his pelvis and the manly happy trial of curls growing thickly from beneath the band to his briefs up to his belly button.

A black tank shows off his upper body strength where he takes heavy breaths like a beast, chest rising and falling along with a large black camera - like a heavy-duty��weapon hanging around his neck, snapping pictures of you dolled up in all lovely intricacies. 

You can’t help but flinch each time the light flashes, the snap sounding like a gunshot. And he can't help but chuckle each time you do, loving how you jump and bounce a bit on his bed, your tiny fists balling up the plush layers of tulle and lace to your poofy skirt as you press your knees tighter together - shivering from head down to the tiny black shiny shoes adorning your feet clicking as they bob against each other where they dangle off the bed - feeling like a decorative doll sat on a mantle. 

The pink skirt to your overly extra dress lay perfectly spread like a blanket around you with a silly white apron tied tight around your midsection, fastened with a great large bow on your back. All in all, making you feel humiliatingly ridiculous. With no thanks to the equally silly white bonnet situated on your head with just as stupid enormous bows tied above each ear. Looking so adorably sheepish beneath its shadow, your pretty face sweetened with that lovely look of anxiety he loves so much.

So picture-perfect with those sparkly eyes welling with tears.

One or two of them splash down on the white of your apron as you sniffle at the harsh flash of another picture being taken.

Your captor growls while viewing the last set of images, or perhaps it was a groan.

You peek up from looking down at your gloved hands folded neatly upon your lap to find what you’d been dreading.

He gave the constrained area of his crotch a tug and hissed out another scary sound that had you whimper all the more.

Despite all the hefty sets of inane layers to your getup, he never ever bothers dressing you in the first. 

Underwear would just make it complicated.

BNHA – Bakugou, Kirishima, Deku, Shoto, Shinso, Enji, Aizawa, Overhaul, Mirio, All Might

JJK – Geto, Gojo, Naoya, Megumi, Toji

HQ – Kageyama, Kuro, Sakusa, Miya twins, Suna, Tendou, Ukai

CSM – Aki, Yoshida

DS – Doma, Akaza, Tomioka, Sanemi

HxH – Chrollo, Illumi, Uvogin

[moechies]

tw dark content heavy infantilization, smut

boys who baby you so much it's so suffocating </3

･ﾟ✧ boys who wake you up in the morning with soft kisses against your pantie covered cunt, tracing the outline of your squishy lips and drawing hearts on your clit <3

･ﾟ✧ boys who kiss n suck on your tits so gently that it's not enough, slightly warning you with a light squeeze to your wrists when you keep on squirming, 'i know sweet girl, s just a bit more.'

･ﾟ✧ boys who endlessly finger you, telling you that it's because he's prepping you for his overwhelming cock.. when you're borderline begging n begging for him but he just won't give it to you!

･ﾟ✧ and finally, boys who barely slide their thick tip inside your sweet hole, just to get off on only that! he thinks little girls like you aren't made to take such big cocks, n makes you cry for him to push in deeper. but he denies it, saying, ‘you aren't ready baby.. this is for the best..’

౨ৎ mahito, oikawa tooru, tendou satori, nagi seishirou, meguru bachira, ran haitani, draken ryuguji <3

(n more i cannot think rn ahahahwjw bye)

[chattemagique]

what are you waiting for to make a sequel of yandere Tendou? Happy ending for our two darlings. 😝 or if you love tragedy. They can die together but who love sad endings? We all love happy endings but it's up to you. Whatever. I love your stories.

yan! Tendou part two >"< 🩵

author's note: anon, you have a patience of gold, thank you for the request tho! hope you enjoy this little drabble of mine

tw: suggestive, overall mentions of sex, body dysmorphia, kidnapping and escaping; female bodied reader;

all characters are 18+

I DO NOT CONDONE THIS TYPE OF BEHAVIOR IN REAL LIFE

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Crazy how the person you once hated the most became your savior in these harsh times. 

He became the one to comfort you when no one would, the one to take care of you, to caress your cheek when you wake up in the morning, saying, "I love you". The one who was ready to devote his whole life for you. 

The sun's rays made their way into the room, illuminating part of your face. He trusted you enough to allow you to be on the first floor. 

Lovingly looking into his eyes with a drop of desperation, you softly muttered,

"baby.. let's fucking run away from this place.."

***

It was a year and a half, and somehow, to your surprise, he didn't disgust you that much no more. You even started to find him attractive again - his sharp canines that'd roughly bite into your juicy skin while you both were wriggling in the sheets. 

His beautiful athletic body, that would carry you to the bath after another steamy love-making session, that would chase after you whenever his attention wasn't as sharp and you could slip through the doors of the house to escape him.

His pale skin, which had your left scratches on his back, that had your hickeys and bite marks.

His red hair you loved to grab on when his tongue was exploring your pussy or run through when you were laying together. 

His smile when he was watching you doing anything. 

His slightly curved upwards member, that has made you orgasm and grab onto his body so many times. 

"Need me so much ~?" he muttered softly, nonchalantly hitting your G spot.

Somehow, this horror at the beginning has turned into a romantic story. 

At the end of the day, maybe his intentions weren't that bad. Maybe you just misunderstood him. 

He actually provided for you, took care of you, healed your self-esteem and body dysmorphia. He actually loved you. 

It felt like you could live again. 

What once was hated now has become a sudden blessing. You were so glad to be loved by him. 

"I love you, I love you," you spell countless times. 

Holding his face in both of your hands, giving soft smooches over his cheeks, forehead, and nose. 

He looked at you as a happy puppy meeting his new owner of heart. 

Only he was thinking the same about you. 

[dolliestfairy]

Yandere Vampire Men x Chubby!Nun!reader

𑁍 Tw; Stalking, Monster-Fucking, Obsessiveness, Somnophilia, Noncon/dubcon, breeding kink (?), biting(obv), harshy grabbing, blood mentioned, virginity-take, the words 'rotten', implied murdering & religious theme. dead dove. Chubby Reader Fics With No Skintone Of Reader Mentioned.

This is a dark yandere fanfiction. if you dont like it then just block me ;) ୧₊˚

୨୧💭 thinking abt yandere!vampire!men who is obsessed with chubby!nun!reader. yandere!vampire!men whos freezing heart is now stuck with you. yandere!vampire!men whos colded heart is melting from fluttering once his eyes meet your plump & round appereance. yandere!vampire!men who eats all the other nuns & peoples who talked down on you. no creature ever should tell you what to do or else he'll rip their jaws off and snatched their ribs open. yandere!vampire!men who wants you to be his spouse, he wants you to be with him forever in the dead life! isnt that sound so spectacular my dear? yandere!vampire!men whos hands likes to touch your big ol thighs while you were sleeping, rubbing them softly up and down. at first it was belly, but the way of where he placed his hands is getting lower as he touch your thighs and later on his hands would touch your pussy and rubbing it softly within his fingers. putting his fingers in the middle of the entrance of your pussy lips. yandere!vampire!men who soon enough is inside you while you're half unconscious. whispering in your ears of how he is your savior and later on you'll get to marry him in the after life in which you just nod while your body is basically served his own. yandere!vampire!men who harshly grabbed your waist and stretch it apart, grabbing it so hard you can really feel his claws makes a pattern of it. it was feeling hurt enough to make you yelp until he start to put his fangs into your neck. pushing through your flesh while the blood slowly came out of the holes where his fangs made. slowing his thrust speed as you felt your body go warm and warm, until your vision start to become more and more blur, when your vision was starting to look white as you passed out at the chruch in the middle of the night where you just handed your virginity over someone or some 'creature' that you dont even know about. as your head and vision slowly and slowly become more unconscious, where you heard the creature muttering "finally, you are mine now."

Those Cold-blooded Vampires Are ;

OBITO UCHIHA, RYOMEN SUKUNA, Geto Suguru, Mahito, Nanami, Sasuke uchiha, VLAD TEPES, Hades, Sae Itoshi, Bachira, HOSHIGAKI KISAME, Mikey, Eren, Jack The Ripper, Kuroo Tetsuro, Semi Eita, Tsukishima Kei, Suna Rintarou, ITTO, Dottore, WRIOTHESLEY, Diluc, Zhongli, Kakashi Hatake, EVERY DIABOLIK LOVERS MEN, Buddha, Johan, Tendou, Oikawa & MALLEUS.

[volleychumps]

HEY, HEY, HEY!! I love your Haikyuu fics, so I was wondering if you could make a fic where the reader is an absolute simp for the boys and shows her lovesickness no matter what, she'd have nosebleeds, compliments them every single time, has literal albums and photos of them everywhere on their phone or at home, she always treats them like kings, etc. The boys could be Bokuto, Akaashi Kuroo, Kenma, Kags, Tsuki, Miya Twins, Sakusa, Ushijima, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Yamaguchi, Tendou if possible

*you can choose from these if you can't write for them all, i dont mind :>

*you can also make them fem or g/n, whichever your comfortable with

- I suddenly remembered that i loved ur reader wears their jerseys fic, so i was wondering if you can make smth like that. But no pressure!! Have a great dayyy💗💗

When You're a Hardcore Simp (w/ Bokuto, Kageyama, Sakusa, and Iwaizumi) x Fem! Reader

HAHA WHAT UP GANG- wait sorry if this isn't as good as my usual stuff, let's see if I can ease back into it <3

warning(s): manga spoilers!!! In Bokuto and Sakusa's. Mention of slight blood in Bokuto's. (like a nosebleed)

Bokuto

“Y/N, you’re embarrassing. Since when were you a loser?”

You dab at the dark red liquid under your nose, a satisfied smile on your face as the owlish-haired man spikes a cross-spike across the court in an astonishing manner, the crowds of people in awe at the ace’s movements. Your eyes trace his broad shoulders, the black uniform stretched to fit his body handsomely with a confident tinge in his golden eyes. His arms-

You sigh dreamily, Kuroo Tetsurou rolling his eyes from next to you as Bokuto leaps in joy, slapping Hinata on the back and bouncing on the balls of his feet. 

“Jealousy is a disease, Tetsurou.” You don’t let the tall raven-haired boy damper your mood, wondering how you got so lucky as Bokuto drinks in the cheers from the audience. Kuroo rolls his eyes, reaching in his gym bag for a pack of tissues before offering you one as he leans on the railing. You accept it, taking your eyes off the love of your life momentarily to tilt your head upwards. 

“At least I don’t act like a perv in public.” Kuroo snips, eyeing you carefully as you glare at your long-term friend from high school. “Hey, are you okay? This isn’t normal, you know.”

“I’m good.” 

“You sure about that?” Kuroo nods at the court, and your eyes meet Bokuto’s golden irises all the way from where you’re standing near the upper-railing as a grin stretches across his handsome features, closing his eyes while waving in your direction with both of his arms in large gestures. Your eyes fill with adoration again, turning away quickly as the blood flow increases out of your nose.

“Nope! I take it back, my heart can’t handle this.” 

Kuroo scoffs, practically seeing hearts in your eyes as Bokuto wilts on the court as you turn your back to him. 

“Is Y/N avoiding me?” He frowns as Atsumu snickers, Sakusa shaking his head in slight disgust and disbelief at how unbelievably down bad you were. Atsumu points into the crowd with a smirk, Bokuto’s eyes lighting up at the sight of you leaning across the railing with your hands cupped to your mouth. 

“I LOVE YOU KOUTAROU!!!!” Your voice booms among the cheers of the audience, but Bokuto hears it so clearly. Kuroo is holding your waist back in annoyance at the attention you were getting from onlookers nearby, keeping you from falling off the railing. Bokuto’s eyes sparkle as he laughs at the dramatic kisses you were blowing in his direction. “YOU’RE SO HANDSOME-!” 

“I LOVE YOU MORE BABY!!!” He’s giddy, warmth evident in his features as his manager palms his face in absolute exhaustion. Hinata waves excitedly to both you and Kuroo as Sakusa and Atsumu raise a single hand in greeting. Talk about a PR disaster. 

Your cheers are loud in his ears as the Black Jackals take the final set, and Bokuto looks as handsome as ever with sweat trickling down his temple, his arms bulging with heavy use as he winks at you from up in the stands. You squeal when he motions to the passes around yours and Kuroo’s neck to come down for special access to the court. 

“I take it back.” Kuroo is annoyed and exhausted as you leap into the Ace’s arms with a squeal, Bokuto catching you by the thighs as you wrap your legs around his middle section in a passionate kiss, obviously unable to keep your hands off each other. 

“You’re both losers. Get a room before the press attacks.” 

Kageyama

“Stop wasting your money, Y/N.” Kageyama chastises you quietly, a box of white milk tapping the edge of his desk as your little school girl skirt takes the seat in front of him, an easy smile on your features as the tips of his ears burn a bright pink. 

“Waste?” You frown, tilting your head a little bit with your cheek in your palm. “Why is it a waste if my baby likes it?” 

Kageyama’s cheeks flare up next, obviously short-circuiting as you withhold a giggle, Hinata watching the exchange with a slight pout on his lips. 

“So cruel, Y/N-chan, you’re breaking our setter.” The orange-haired first year complains. “And you didn’t get me anything!”

“You know I’d never forget you, Sho.” You roll your eyes, a can of orange juice hitting the edge of Hinata’s desk yet as his eyes brighten tenfold, excitedly popping open the beverage as Kageyama embarrassedly distracts himself by sticking the straw into the box. You smile a little knowing grin as he refuses to meet your eyes, but it’s obvious it became less special to him when you got one for his idiot friend as well.

Casually, you reach a hand out to grab Kageyama’s hand as he internally combusts at the actions, holding a conversation with Hinata in the midst of it as you play with the tips of his fingers. 

Kageyama’s jaw slackens, the softness of your hands making his head spin in a good way before you make eye contact with him. You looked at him with so much love in your eyes, he felt like he couldn’t breathe. 

“Break time’s over! I’ll see you later, Sho.” You grin at your friend as Kageyama looks at you in expectation, and you try not to coo at the hopefulness in his blue irises before leaning down, kissing his cheek softly and so sweetly even Hinata has to look away with a blush. 

“I’ll see you later, Tobio.” You cup his cheeks afterwards, kissing the tip of his nose for good measure before beginning to bounce off with a giggle. “Have a good practice later, okay?” 

Tobio sits there for a second before a puff of smoke almost visibly comes out of his head, cheeks a deeper red than ever before. Hinata groans, calling after you as you skip your way out of his classroom. 

“This time I really think you broke him Y/N-chan!” 

Sakusa

“Yer’ so down bad it’s laughable.” Osamu quips, and you look at him in false offense, sporting Sakusa’s jersey number as well as his number written on your cheek in black paint. The black jackals cap sitting atop your head tilted slightly to the side, as if you have no idea what the hell he was talking about. 

“I don’t know why you would think that.” 

“Don’t piss me off.” 

You laugh, Osamu humming in content as he lazily watches his brother get blatantly rejected by your boyfriend in his attempt of a double high five as the game nears its close. You bite back a smile at the subtle, knowing glance he sends your way, stomach fluttering in anticipation of seeing Sakusa after his game.

“Ya look like a crazy fan that he should get a restraining order against.” Osamu continues, nudging your shoulders as you pout. 

“Do you think it’s embarrassing? Maybe Omi thinks it’s silly?” You question the shop-owner, beginning to smudge off the ink on your cheeks as your mood dips, Osamu blinking once before beginning to feel a little bad he made you insecure. Instead, he clicks his tongue, reaching out to help clean up the now smudged mess on your cheeks.

“If yer’ gonna wipe it off, at least get it off all the way.” 

“No!” You exclaim with puffed out cheeks, astonished he would even offer as you take an abrupt step back. “Only Omi can touch my face.” 

Osamu blinks at you again in disbelief, slightly impressed at the public display of your loyalties at 100% before getting annoyed again. “Oi. Don’t make me out to be some sort of-” 

“Good girl.” Your eyes light up as Sakusa taps a hand on your head, scowling at the inky mess on your cheeks before meeting Osamu with a deadpan stare. “What happened to my jersey number?” 

Osamu’s eyes flit between the two of you as Atsumu can’t help but burst out laughing from the court below, the cook coming to a slow realization as Sakusa turns your head to the side with a slight pinch in your cheeks with one hand, a sanitizing wipe doing just the trick as you meet his seemingly indifferent stare with a look of pure adoration. 

He’s just as whipped as you are. 

Sakusa finishes ridding your cheeks of ink before tugging you along, bringing his mask up over his face as you hum giddily, smile etched into your features when he stops outside the locker room with an outstretched hand. 

“It’s not embarrassing?” Your voice is quiet as you look up at him with a hopeful glint in your eyes, putting the black paint marker into his hand as Sakusa rolls his eyes. He writes #15 in elegant strokes on your clean skin, laser focused, capping the marker after in satisfaction. 

“No.” His response is simple as he tugs down his mask to place a quick kiss on your eyelid, a heat warming your cheeks as Sakusa hesitates for a second before placing one on your lips as well, sending your heart soaring wildly. 

He’s already walking ahead of you as you stare after him in slight bewilderment for a second, already bounding up next to him as you slip your hand into his. 

“Thought it was too public for you, Omi.” 

“That’s your prize for not letting Miya touch what’s mine.” 

Iwaizumi

“Y/N’s rizz is unmatched, as always.” 

Matsukawa grins into his canned coffee at lunch time, watching as you somehow manage to get Iwaizumi to smile a bit in the selfie you were taking, a flirtatious wink in your eye as your hand cups his cheek lovingly. Iwaizumi nods in quiet approval at the bento you had made for him, shooting you a small loving look he only reserves for you before tugging you into his lap casually. 

“I still don’t understand how Iwa pulled someone as adoring as Y/N.” Hanamaki whistles lowly, Oikawa nodding in agreement with a grin. 

“She’s such a simp.” 

“We’re sitting right here, what the hell.” You glare a little bit at the three of them as Iwa matches your action, Oikawa almost laughing at the uncharacteristic expression on your face you obviously adopted from your boyfriend. 

“I’m not a simp!” You proclaim as Iwaizumi arches an eyebrow amusedly, but doesn’t say anything. “You can’t prove it.” 

“Turn your phone around.” Hanamaki doesn’t miss a beat, finishing off his own bento as you wilt a little, showing the clear phone case littered with heart stickers and a single polaroid photo of Iwaizumi overlooking a strawberry patch. Iwaizumi looks away to hold back his expression, but the guys could tell from his eyes he was pretty happy.

“Most girls do this.” 

“Uh-huh.” Matsukawa’s next, smirk beginning to tickle the edge of his lips. “What do you have his name under in your phone?” 

“Iwa.” 

“Why are you lying for fun.” Oikawa plucks the phone out of your hand, ignoring your whine of protests before showing the group your blatant lie. “I’m pretty sure this says ‘Future Handsome (DILF) Husband’”.

“See, that was a typo.”  But your cheeks give your poor lie away anyways, upset at how Iwaizumi begins to hide his grin in your neck and hold you a little tighter in his lap. 

“Is this not a whole album dedicated to your relationship with him- how the absolute hell do you have 600 images of him? I only have one and it’s from fourth grade!” Oikawa’s rant of complaints is cut off by you snatching the phone out of his grasp, before pushing off of Iwaizumi’s lap to run out of the room in embarrassment. Iwaizumi’s mood darkens, turning to his friends as Oikawa freezes up with a nervous grin on his face.

“Too far?” 

“You three are apologizing to her later.” Iwaizumi doesn’t leave room for comments, his tone changing drastically into a shy mutter as he stalks out of the classroom to go find you. 

“Even if she is a bit of a simp.” 

“You say that like you didn’t spend a year and half liking her, Iwa-chan!”

[cottonlemonade]

Just Down The Street

word count: 1050 || avg. reading time: 4 mins.

pairing: post-time skip Ushijima x chubby!Reader

genre: fluff

warnings: spoilers

request: watching Goosebumps with caramel popcorn, dressed as a pirate || fluffy, going trick or treating with crush Ushijima

Being a cool aunt came with a whole lot of responsibilities. Most of it was the usual of showing up at school plays in outfits that would put any opera-goer to shame, covertly slipping the kids extra pocket money, or rolling up in your freshly polished convertible to pick them up from soccer practice when their parents were busy. But around the holidays more tasks emerged, like taking your niece and nephew trick or treating while their parents were stuck at a work function.

The boy was dressed as Pikachu and his older sister wore the black dress and blank expression of Wednesday Addams. You joined your niece as Morticia, with a long black evening gown that clung tightly to your curves and your corgi by your side dressed as a fish befitting his name.

Originally, you would have left your dog at home to enjoy some peace and quiet after the long hours of playing with the kids but even though you loved him dearly, you didn't trust that sly weasel with an empty home filled with decorations and possibly easily reachable chocolates stashed by not so innocent children's hands.

It was late afternoon and typical for Halloween the sun had already gone down. The first groups of children and chaperones wandered along the sidewalks next to the neatly trimmed lawns of your neighborhood. The street was mostly inhabited by lawyers and doctors and architects, in short, plenty of potential prospects to make your mother ask during every phone call if there was someone on the horizon for you. Usually, you ignored that question, opting instead to silently ponder about the man living in house number 15 with the gorgeous Japanese pine out front and a large pool in the back. You had seen him around the grocery store every so often, inspecting the fresh shiny produce or loading up on a new sack of rice that he effortlessly lifted into the cart. A few times before, he had helped you get something off a high shelf with a polite nod and once at a coffee shop he had paid for your new drink because you dropped the first one just outside the door. And maybe, once or twice, you had stood by your kitchen window, absently nibbling on an apple, waiting for him to run past your home on his morning jog.

When you had seen him on TV during the Olympics this year you had let out a short yelp that had Fish look at you in concern.

The unmovable and kind Olympian neighbor quickly became your crush and you racked your brain trying to think of ways to ask him out.

“Okay munchkins, be cool.”, you told the kids as you headed up the short walkway to number 15’s front door.

They both nodded and your niece rang the bell.

A few moments later the Ushijima Wakatoshi opened, dressed comfortably in dark sweatpants and a gray shirt, holding up a large bowl of what seemed to be expensive French pralines.

“Trick or-“, but before the kids managed to get all the way through the short phrase, Fish spotted a black Shiba Inu strutting down the corridor behind his owner and tugged his leash out of your niece’s hand. In an admirable attempt to catch your dog, your nephew ran after him into Ushijima’s pristine home, and your niece right behind him to get both of them back outside. You and Ushijima just gaped after the chaotic procession racing left into the living room, back out into the corridor, and then right into the kitchen.

Quietly to himself Ushijima had hoped you would stop by today. He had seen you around the neighborhood with the two children plenty of times and although the sight had filled him with a numb lump of disappointment at first, it quickly disappeared once he overheard them calling you their aunt. He asked Tendou to send him some chocolates just in case you’d ring his bell and had kept them in a separate bowl by the door.

He couldn’t help but let his eyes wander for a moment over your tightly fitted dress before calling his dog. The little shadow raced around the corner, tiny paws making scratching sounds on the wooden floor and came to a halt in front of him. Fish’s turn wasn't as graceful. He slipped into the adjacent room before trotting back out, niece and nephew on his tail.

“Sorry.”, both kids bowed as they passed Ushijima Meanwhile, Fish made one last attempt to get the Shiba Inu to play but one stern mention of his name and he hopped over the threshold to be by your side again.

“I am so sorry.”, you also said, bowing as deeply as you could without the dress becoming a distracting issue.

Ushijima smiled and shook his head, dividing the pralines equally among the children whose eyes grew big as saucers at the bounty.

“No need to apologize.”, he said calmly.

With a nervous laugh, you turned the end of Fish's lead in your hands. “This would be so much easier if I had an extra arm. You know, one for each kid and one for the dog.”

“Oh, alright.”, Ushijima took a jacket from a hook and slipped into a pair of sneakers.

“What are you doing?”

“You said you need an extra hand.” And as if to drive his point across he raised both of his.

You blushed. You really didn't want him to think that you were guilt-tripping him into helping out. “This is not necess-”

“I was just about to take him for a walk anyway.”, Ushijima nodded to the well behaved pup still sitting at his feet, then looked back at you, “If you wouldn’t mind some company…?” He let the question hang in the air for a bit, wondering if the “subtle insinuation”-approach Tendou had taught him was not too vague.

“Oh!”, you said, “No, not at all! The more the merrier.”

Followed by his dog he stepped outside into the crisp fall air.

“Who are you dressed as?”, your nephew asked, frowning up at your neighbor about his non-existent costume.

The man was perplexed and halted as he fixed the collar of his jacket, then said, “Ushijima Wakatoshi. - Nice to make your acquaintance.”

art: @Sally_Chang_ on Twitter

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[tetzoro]

☆ 𓂃 THE EIGHT PHASES OF KINKTOBER !

Another year, another kinktober! Welcome to this years; I’m absolutely over the moon about it hehe ! I hope you enjoy it too ❤︎ 

Please be mindful of the tags on each installment as there are some pieces with dark content and remember that these are all works of fiction.

⭑ 𓂃 ꒰ New Moon ! ꒱ ― OCT 3rd. Camboy!Eren.

╰ Camboy!Eren. Eren accidentally stumbled upon his newest side gig, pleasuring himself before thousands of viewers. But honestly, it’s all for his favorite creator — you. WC : 2k

⭑ 𓂃 ꒰ Waxing Crescent ! ꒱ ― OCT 8th. Perv!Sanji + Food Play + Praise.

╰ The Love Cook. Sanji has always had an affinity for cooking but nothing could ever compare to cooking for you. But his plan backfires and he realizes he’s in for more than he bargained for. WC : 4.6k

⭑ 𓂃 ꒰ First Quarter ! ꒱ ― OCT 11th. Zoro + Sword Play.

╰ Sword and Sheath. After another slew at sea, you and Zoro have the ship all to yourselves as the crew restocks up on the island. They say that curiosity kills the cat, but what happens when you've tamed the beast? WC : 5.2k

⭑ 𓂃 ꒰ Waxing Gibbous ! ꒱ ― OCT 14th. Implied Yandere! Mihawk + Predator / Prey.

╰ Cat and Mouse. Mihawk has returned from his latest mission but nothing sets his adrenaline off more than chasing you around the Manor. Better start running now. WC : 2.2k

⭑ 𓂃 ꒰ Full Moon ! ꒱ ― OCT 17th. Stoner!Ace + Dubcon + Weed Use.

╰ Smokin’ Aces. The ASL brothers know how to throw a good party and tonight was no different. WC : 3.4k

⭑ 𓂃 ꒰ Waning Gibbous ! ꒱ ― OCT 22nd. Tendou + Non Con + Somno.

╰ Peeping Tendou. He’s always been obsessed with you, but now he finally has the chance to show you how good you’d be together. Hopefully you'll wake up soon to realize it. — Fics For Gaza ! WC : 961

⭑ 𓂃 ꒰ Last Quarter ! ꒱ ― OCT 25th + Ex!Barou + Dacryphilia + Face Fucking.

╰ Big Bad Barou. Running into your ex is never easy, especially at a halloween party with all of your mutual friends. The question is, will you blow off your date in favor for him? . . . Of course you will.

⭑ 𓂃 ꒰ Waning Crescent ! ꒱ ― OCT 31st. Yakuza Boss! Kuroo + TBD.

╰ Angel. The club had been bought up by none other than Kuroo Tetsuro, the head of the Nekoma Family. As his favorite, you’ve come to expect that whenever he shows up to the club, he’s only there for you.

NOTE : If you’d like to be tagged in any of these, please let me know. You MUST have your age somewhere on your blog to interact. ❤︎

[strwbivy]

MEN WHO KNOWS THEIR FINGERS ARE DAMN GOOD .ᐟ

synopsis. just a short nsfw story, so mdni

wc. 0.2k words | genre. smutty | cw. nsfw, gn!reader, kinda bad writing, teasing, fingering, declined orgasm, (/▽＼)

m.list // rules

you've got mail ✉ ! reposted post and slightly edited and added some stuff to it, READ WELL READER !

men who knows that he's good with his fingers, and he uses this at his advantage. the way the calloused tips of his hand reaches the deepest parts of your insides, putting pressure in your most sensitive areas. it's like he knows like the back of his hand on how to push your buttons.

small whimpers leave your lips when his fingers did scissor-like motions, bringing you closer to that oh-so sweet release. he continued to pump his fingers in and out with ease while you sensed yourself getting even closer. he felt your walls tighten around his fingers, causing him to draw out his fingers. you chocked at the feeling of getting stopped at just before the point of your orgasm.

a smug look appeared on his face. "you really thought it was that easy?" he licked his fingers that were soaked from your slick before releasing them with a pop! sound.

you ignored his words as you franticly find any contact that could help you reach that climax you've been desperate for. and of course he notices this. so he gets a hold of your wrists and pins them right above your head. he then leans in more, closing in the space between you two. his eyes watched you struggle trying to let free from his tight grip. a dark chuckled leaves his throat before he closed in further.

"so desperate, are we?" he teased, feeling your hot breath on face.

he leaned into your ear. "don't you worry, i'll make sure you'll reach that little goal of yours." he said, his voiced being in a low tone.

"it'll just take a.." he snickered before continuing.

"..few hours."

tendou, tsukishima, kageyama, kuroo, atsumu, terushima, [hq] gojo, sukuna, toji [jjk] kaeya, ayato, wriothesely [gi] lance, wirth, renatus, orter [mashle]

copyright © strwbivy ↣ do not copy, translate or repost.

[kings-highway]

some haikyuu ships first date headcanons because im in a mood and want some fluff

daisuga: they absolutely took a train into the city to walk around some shops and get dinner and it was agreed upon as a date but they both agreed low expectations/really casual vibe. They sit together waiting for the train to arrive and neither of them are speaking or making eyecontact and theyre just so shy in a way that they have never felt before and they keep trying to hold open doors for each other and getting in the way and its super awkward and at one point suga spends like 20 minutes psyching himself up to take daichi's hand while theyre walking and they only just barely manage the lightest hand holding that barely even counts but when they get home they are both just absolutely overwhelmed with excitement over "how perfect" it was and then asahi has to hear about it twice

iwaoi: because they did so much together as friends first the transition into proper dating is really hard because they kinda just do what they normally do + kissing sometimes until like 8 months later at their first christmas together as an official couple and Iwa realizes that theyre going to be at a restaurant, on christmas eve, and it's going to be like a real thing, so he sort of panics but ends up borrowing his father's suit and bringing flowers and oikawa had had the same realization and brought chocolates and then they are sitting across from each other at a candlelit dinner and for the first time in their lives they are not best friends and it feels like theyre meeting for the first time, properly, and iwaizumi will never admit that he will never forget the colour of oikawa's eyes in candlelight. even if they go back to bickering and their normal not-very-romantic selves afterwards they never doubt their relationship ever again.

arankita: they go out for lunch on a sunday and aran is so unbelievably nervous because kita is, well, nearly a robot, so he has no clue what's going to make him happy, and sort of fumbles around trying to compliment him and suggest they do something more exciting, but kita insists that the little lunch date they had originally planned is perfect, although it gets derailed when kita has a family emergency he needs to leave early for, and although he's devastated aran walks him back to his bus stop and kita assures him he did nothing wrong and they'll try again shortly, and then gives aran a kiss on the cheek that he will be thinking about for weeks until he kisses him for real (on that promised second try). the twins bully him relentlessly for being "stood up" by kita.

ushiten: tendou is afraid that he, somehow unintentionally, "tricked" ushijima into going on a date with him, because he's cannot believe he'd actually reciprocate his feelings, and spends the whole day trying to be perfect and prove he's a good date, and they walk along a little shopping district, and get ice cream, and tendou cannot - like, painfully cannot - stop talking. nervous chatterbox to the extreme. they sit in a little cafe and watch the sunset and tendou will not stfu for even a second and even he's starting to wonder why he won't just shut his mouth because at this point its just embarassing but Ushijima is just leaning his head on his hand and watching him instead of the sunset and falling so deeply in love he will never be the same again.

tsukkiyama: okay but they definitely had a "first date" when they were like 13, and their moms had to drop them off at the movie theatre, and they saw some animated movie they didnt really like because it was the only one playing, and they sit in the dark and both think about trying to hold hands but neither of them commits to it because theyre so awkward and they leave and stand outside the movie theatre talking for like 40 minutes in the dusk and they do really like each other but theyre 13 so they just end up calling their moms and going home. 3 years later tsukki would tell him he loves him for the first time in that same spot but neither of them would realize that.

kagehina: technically they went on a few dates but they were all volleyball related, so they were calling them dates even if it was basically just more practice. Eventually, they decide to go out for kageyama's birthday, and they end up having such a nice time at dinner, and they take a really long walk afterwards and hold hands the whole time and they realize they dont get to hold hands on dates very often because theyre always playing volleyball, also, they dont really get to talk all that much either... anyway they end up sitting outside in a park until like midnight just catching up on months worth of date conversations theyd never had before, and walk-in-the-park date nights become a monthly, if not weekly staple.

anyway thats all i got ♡♡♡