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[leotssukinaga]

Semi-public sex hcs

Atsumu x reader, Iwaizumi x reader, Kuroo x reader

Anon requested:  hiii! can I request hcs for kuroo, atsumu and iwa teasing/fucking fem!reader in a situation where they could definitely get caught?  A/N: I’ve never written for Atsumu so I hope I did okay!! I had fun w this! I said semi-public in the title but uh.., you’ll see

NSFW 18+ ONLY

(Characters are in college or older)

Atsumu Miya

it's not even your fault, not really

you can't help that someone hit on you

but Atsumu still gets jealous

he can't help it! you're his and he doesn't want to risk you forgetting that (not that you ever would)

when he leans down to whisper into your ear, calling you a slut, telling you you're gonna regret being so nice to that guy who clearly just wanted to fuck you

well, you think he's gonna wait until you guys get home

you're booboo the fool, sweetheart

and you realise this when he pulls you into the locker room

slams you against his locker and sticks his fingers in your mouth, telling you to suck

atsumu are you kidding me

someone could walk in

it's only by the grace of god that it was empty when he pulled you in there anyway

and now you're choking on his fingers and staring at the door in fear

tell me why you're dripping tho

he takes his fingers out your throat and his hand travels down, flipping your skirt up to rub you over your panties

he's smirking at you when he feels how wet you are

"all that for me, darlin'?"

he knows it is

he barely brushes your clit before shoving a finger inside your

he refuses to touch your clit again, now

because he knows you want him too

but it still doesn't take you long to get close

you grip his arms as you reach the edge, he can tell youre about to cum and

he pulls both hands away

"make yourself presentable, Jesus d'ya want everyone to know how much of a whore ya are for me?" he's grinning at you as he licks his fingers clean and that really shouldn't be as hot as it is but considering he just edged you you decide not to judge yourself too harshly

needless to say the minute you guys get home he's fucking you into the mattress like he's gonna die if he doesn't cum inside you right then

maybe you should make him jealous a lil more often...

Iwaizumi Hajime

third year movie night continues even when theyre in college, like they’ll either travel to make it work or watch together online

it includes you now bc you live with iwa so if it's at his place you’d be there anyway (and he takes to when he travels for it. he’ll never admit it but he's clingy)

they dont mind! they love you!

iwa probably thinks they like you more than him lmao

anyway! its his turn to host but they have a rule

that the three who arent hosting pick the movie

and this time it's a horror movie so you're sitting in his lap bc scary

he thinks it's so fuckin cute the way you grip his hand when something bad happens

you: *squeals at a jump scare*

iwa: God I'm dating the cutest girl on the planet??? I'll keep you safe angel

in a particularly scary scene you turn around and wrap your legs around his waist so you can't see the screen

he holds you close and pulls the blanket over your head to make you feel protected 🥺 he's such an angEL

(can you tell I have a slight bias)

(just a lil one)

but he doesn't know what's coming

(you, mostly) (but not yet)

what's coming is your lips on his neck in an attempt to distract yourself

and you guys are a few feet away from the others and there's a blanket over your head so they can't see what you're doing as you suck a hickey into his collarbone

but you can certainly feel what it's doing to him 👀👀👀

not at all surprised when his fingers find the edge of your panties and pull them aside to rub your clit

lowkey biting his neck to keep quiet

which does not help him keep quiet sskfjfjf

after a few minutes he lifts your hips just enough to pull his cock out of his sweatpants and sit you down on it

lol is there a movie going on? all you know is that you're riding your boyfriend with his friends in the room

his grip on your hips is tight and he's moving you slowly bc you've gotta be discreet

nevertheless he fucks you so good

as he starts getting close he takes one hand off ur hip to rub your clit

biting his shoulder again bc fuck if you don't you're gonna moan

he moves his head just a little to whisper "be a good girl and cum for me" in your ear and well, you've always been good at doing what he tells you

the feeling of you clenching around him sends him over the edge

I hope you're on birth control babes

he def has a breeding kink tbh so you probably should be

anyway he doesn't pull out for a few minutes

just has you sit there and keep his cock warm with his load in you

aren't you such a good girl for him?

get ready for a rough n loud round two the second the other three leave

Kuroo Tetsurou

unlike the other two, who have an actual reason to tease you (even if Atsumu’s is questionable), Kuroo is just determined to be a little shit

what's new?

you're eating in a restaurant when his fingers begin to make their way up your thighs

excuse me Tetsurou what are you Doing?

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I don't see you telling him to stop though

he keeps his hand right at the top of your thigh for a few minutes, a couple centimetres from where you'd like it to be, and you're so torn between pushing his hand away and moving it up just a little

he makes the choice for you, moving it to rub your clit through your panties

Kuroo is good with his fingers and this will be your downfall

it really doesn't take him long to get you close

bastard stops. he knows when you’re close and you’re not getting off that easy

but five minutes later he's back again, this time his fingers travel under the waistband of your panties and 2 of them make their way inside you

God you're gonna kill him when you get home

but rn you really can't do anything but try not to choke on your food

he sets a slow pace which would be fine if he hadn't immediately found your g-spot

it feels so good and you just want him to speed up

he does not

eventually, you get to the edge and he pulls his hand away Again

before you can ask for the bill he's pulling you to the bathroom to fuck the shit out of you

still won't let you cum till you get home

he says you're too loud

bastard

(I’m so sorry i forgot AGAIN i suck)  @tremendousglitterthing​ @svtbitch​ @the-fandom-ness​

[giogama08]

Yaku Morisuke, Falling

In honor of the prettiest libero, here’s a cliché. It’s a little off but I hope you enjoy it. I didn’t know how to call Yaku so I went with Yakkun cuz it sounded cute.

"Yaku-san! ” Yaku heard someone calling him. As he turned, he saw his half-Russian kouhai rushing toward him.

“Lev,” he greeted. “What's the matter?”. Yaku noticed Inuoka and Sakunami hidden behind a corner of the corridor. They looked worried.

“We were discussing ways to get a manager. How interested would you be in wearing a costume?” Lev asked with a smile. Yaku had the feeling that his idea was not going to like him.

“Why?” he asked suspiciously.

“Because maybe you can dress up as Kitty-chan to get more girls’ attention. After all, you two height almost the same,” said Lev innocently. His smile disappeared as he perceived how a dark aura emerged from his senpai. 

As soon as Yaku took a step toward him, Lev was already running in the opposite direction. 

Sure, Yaku was fast, but Lev's legs were so damn long, it was easy for him to keep the distance. This, of course, only helped to fuel Yaku’s anger. Using all his mighty, he closed his eyes and charged at full speed in the hope to caught Lev, in front of him. He didn’t see how Lev turned a corner, leaving his senpai running straight toward a stranger.

The collision was unavoidable. Fortunately, none of you resulted injured. Unfortunately, with the race, Yaku landed on top of the stranger. He needed a minute to process what just happened. Right under him was you, his long-forever crush. Your eyes met, and time seemed to stop. You looked more surprised than embarrassed, and Yaku’s brain considered the serious possibility to get a little bit closer. An intense flush started to grow in your faces as time pass with none of you daring to move.

“Yaku-san, are you ok?” said Lev as he approaches both of you. His voice snapped the trance out of Yaku’s mind, and he incorporates as fast as he could.

“OH MY GOD!! I’M SO SORRY, Y/N!! I DIDN’T MEAN TO CRASHED ON YOU. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT” He yelled as he helped you stand up. 

“It’s ok, Yakkun. You just have to be more careful,” You said with the sweetest smile, not letting anyone notice how flustered you were. He felt how his heart skipped a beat with your smile.

“Yaku-san, you shouldn’t attack cute girls on the hall,” said Lev at his back. “Maybe is not a good idea to use you for our plan after all. Who knows what could happen if you were on a costume”.

Yaku sent him a threatening gaze to shut his mouth. Lev gulped at the menace and took a step back, putting some distance in case he has to run again.

“That not what happened!” he defended. Despite the height difference, Yaku’s authority was undeniable. Lev decided that the most reasonable choice was to disappear from the scene, so he turned on his feet and left you two. Once he was not on sight, Yaku turned to you again.

“I’m really sorry to crush you” He apologized again. It surprises how his behavior just softened by talking to you.

“You don’t have to worry! At first, I didn’t even notice I was on the floor. I thought an angel just fell over me,” You chuckled a little to dismiss the embarrassment of your words. You didn’t know what kind of strange force possessed you to said that. Maybe you were just trying to loosen the mood. But one thing for sure is that Yaku wouldn’t waste a chance like that.

“Well, you could say I actually fell for you,” He replied, showing a charming smile. The heat rapidly overrun your face and stained it with crimson. You didn’t want to seem surprised so you keep looking at him, but it was obvious that your brain has stopped working.

“Oh? Was that too much?” He said worried but delighted with your reaction. “Maybe we should start slowly... What about going for something to eat after school?”

“I-I would love that!” You replied a little louder than you intend.

[writeiolite]

tangelo envelope

plot: you become user kk9kk5′s sim. send a color from here (ty anon!).

warnings: vibrators, butt plug, overstimulation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, master/pet-play themes, nudes, alcohol, mutual masturbation, and hookups

wc: 5,000

. . . — ♡ crossposted to my AO3

“Hey, you wanna get out of he-”

“You don’t even have to ask.”

You and Kenma left the party as fast as possible that night after your invitation. He doesn’t even know how he got convinced into attending, but he’s not mad about it anymore. You had gotten a bit too drunk and made out with him in some random bedroom when he accidentally walked in on you. He wasn’t any better — Kuroo got him to down a few drinks that night as well and the rest was history.

You’ve been on his mind ever since. He’d never done something so bold like that night, but maybe parties are a little fun. He still tells Kuroo no when he gets invited out, even if Kuroo teases him with a “That girl you went home with will be there.”

He always knew where you’d be and it wasn’t at some dumb pirate-themed frat party on a Friday night. No, you were right there on his screen later on doing what you usually do on Friday nights — work.

Well... camming is work too.

This is how he first heard of you, actually. Nobody besides him knows that and he doesn’t plan on telling anyone even if he’s on his death bed. He recognized you from your shows when he saw you at the frat party and like any other sane, horny teen, he let himself be guided to your hotel that night. It was the first time someone had expressed that kind of interest in him — and it was you. This was an untouched fantasy for him and he certainly couldn’t pass up on the opportunity. Honestly, he doesn’t think he would’ve had the courage to tell you no that night anyway. You were so much more ethereal in person and the fact that he was the one you wanted...

Kenma throws his head back in frustration just remembering the night with you. It’s been a regular occurrence at this point — he’ll game and make some money, go on your cam shows, donate a generous amount for the benefits, then get off thinking about it later. It was ideal for him like this. You don’t know who he is but you’ve fucked him already. He doesn’t know when he became such a closet pervert but he’s happy this way. No one gets hurt and you get anything you want from the world at his hands. 

The only thing that would make it better is if he got another night with you, but he knows that’s not possible. You were only at that party to visit a friend, apparently. And whenever he asked you where you were from you easily told him some city across the country. He isn’t sure if he’s lucky or not, but at least he got one chance with you.

You have a new message.

Eyes slightly fuzzy from the... cloud nine events, Kenma blinks a few times while staring at the tangelo envelope notification on his screen. He knows what he’s looking at, but he isn’t sure if he’s seeing the right thing. Curious, he clicks the icon.

yourdiyosa: hey i saw you were in my show again tonight. thank you so much for coming by regularly and spoiling me. was wondering if there was anything you wanted me to buy for the next show? xx

No... This isn’t happening. His heart nearly leaps onto his keyboard when he sees your message. Poor guy, he can feel himself getting turned on just at the thought of you buying whatever he wants you to wear or play with in the next broadcast. 

His fingers fly across the keyboard without him having to think about it.

kk9kk5: hi. i think you should get something red. maybe... this?

Before pressing send, he opens a private window on his other monitor and hurriedly types away in multiple tabs for the products he wants. He doesn’t want to keep you waiting, after all. Once he’s got it he sends it all at once, the chat bubble reflecting in his eyes with a glimmer of hope that you’ll agree. A few of the items overlapped with your wishlist but most were things that he had saved to memory. He’s thought about this before.

yourdiyosa: ooo okay! i have enough for all of that but i definitely can’t wear it all at once lol. anything in particular you want for tomorrow night?

God, he wants to see you in everything and nothing at all, though...

kk9kk5: the ruby collar and the black cat set please

yourdiyosa: haha you don’t have to be polite y’know. but you got it, Master ♡ xx can’t wait to see you tomorrow!

Master. Kenma gulps. He doesn’t need to imagine you saying that in person. He does not need to imagi-

Dammit...

With a sigh, he pulls up the screen recording he took of one of your previous shows, hoping it’ll hold him off until tomorrow.

And it does. Miraculously. 

He patiently waits for the next orange notification over the little exclamation mark icon at 10PM. Seconds go by past the mark and he wonders if maybe you were running late... Usually, she’s on schedule, though...

He worries now. Were you hurt? Did something happen to you? Did you have a bad day? He knows he shouldn’t care for you personally but he can’t help it — he felt something for you that was more than just a physical connection. The chemistry was important for sure but with you, he felt... comfortable. The two of you spent the morning after that fateful night with french toast and orange slice smiles. The mid-morning sunshine kissed your skin through the hotel window while you kissed him through room service whipped cream. He didn’t feel forced to come out of his shell with you or to be someone else. It was a lot like the cam shows — he could be himself and not worry about anything.

But now he worries. He doesn’t want something bad to happen to you.

Finally, the little exclamation mark burns orange in his irises and he clicked it at lightning speed. What he sees, though, isn’t the notification he wanted to see. 

New board post from yourdiyosa:

hey guys! something came up tonight so i can’t go live. i’m so sorry but i promise i’ll make it up to you xx you can leave your wishes for me in dms and i’ll go through them before my next show, alright? xx

Kenma sighs, still feeling slightly unsettled. If anything, he’s glad you were okay enough to let him know but... 

He spends that night pondering, much different than his usual activities. 

And then the week progressed. He went to classes, got pestered by his best friends, went to intramural volleyball practice. 

Classes, jokes, practice.

Classes, pranks, gaming.

Classes, nap, gaming.

Classes, annoyed by Kuroo, practice, gaming.

His routine went on and he hoped it was the same for you no matter what happened. He felt stupid thinking about you so much — he even wanted to message you — but he couldn’t help it. You were the only person to make him feel like this. He’s incredibly unsure about how to properly channel his feelings and there’s no beginners tutorial like all the previous games he’s played.

But when the time comes for next Friday, he’s already rushing back from his night class and leaving Kuroo in the dust. “Oi, you’re not coming to the party again? That girl might-”

“Bye, Kuroo.”

“Tch... One day I’ll get him...”

If that day ever comes, where you’re at another college party, Kenma will probably kiss Kuroo’s bare feet. But for now, he’s got his headphones on and he’s logging out of his own stream and staring at the familiar screen where you’ll soon begin yours. 

C’mon... Please be online... Please be okay...

His horrible posture is leaning forward into the monitor with every second again, almost as if he could climb in and start your show himself. With enough time he sees the little green dot appear by your profile picture when it’s nearly 10PM. He never thought he would be so happy to see that tiny little circle.

Thank goodness... But...

Moments go by, 10PM passes and you haven’t started your show. Clearly, he’s about to go through the same situation as last week — he can tell. Something in him just feels like tonight is going to throw a wrench in his plans. 

A wrench is definitely thrown.

If the wrench could be considered another orange notification on the envelope icon, that is.

yourdiyosa: hey click this for me xx www.yourdiosa.pstream.cum

Kenma stares at his screen with a mix of confusion and skepticism. At least when he’s home alone like this he can openly emote without causing a commotion to those around him. But right now his mind is a stormy commotion on its own. A virus?

He knows better than to click on that.

kk9kk5: what is it?

...

The amount of time it takes for you to type out a response at least lets him know that there is another person on the other side and not a bot.

yourdiyosa: my new stream. i promise you it’s not a hack or anything like that! 

He wants to believe you... Should he? Well... I can always clean up after if this is fake.

You’ve never messaged him a link before and he’s smart enough to avoid viruses. But when it comes to you — to whatever the hell these feelings are — he can’t exactly call himself a genius.

He clicks the link.

“Oh, yay, you’re here!”

Oh... oh. Kenma’s mouth falls open and eyes round out as he finds himself really wishing he could climb through the screen. There you are, the black cat ears clipped in your hair, and the cat-tail butt plug fully presented to him as you kneel on all fours and peer over your shoulder. He can’t tell what lingerie set you’re wearing but from the color of the intricate lace, he almost wants to say it’s the set he picked out last week.

“Thanks so much for trusting me, Master. I was wanting to do something special just for you but I wanted it to be a surprise. I’m almost shocked you clicked it but you really must like me, huh?” you tease, swaying your back end just enough for the tail to sway right behind you.

Kenma’s never been into the whole Master-Pet power dynamic but it was something you always did for shows he viewed. His mouth is dry but his body is on autopilot. He gets comfortable while he vigorously types a response in the private chat bar. 

kk9kk5: i didn’t think you’d actually think of something like this...

“Hm?” You turn around and sit on your calves now, reading the comment under your breath before giggling in a tone that reminds him of some unholier thoughts. “Why not? I do think it was pretty clever, though. Hope you don’t mind me keeping you on your toes like that.”

Kenma licks his suddenly dry lips and gulps. For once his hands are trembling. When was the last time that happened? Getting nervous behind a computer? Or... is it excitement? He can’t really tell but he taps away at the keys as fast as possible with a bit more force than usual to make sure he doesn’t miss anything.

kk9kk5: i don’t mind

kk9kk5: you look really good... i like it a lot on you

He can confirm now that the dark red lingerie is definitely the one he picked out for you. And while it resembles your usual style for shows, he’s still filled with a little bit of pride just knowing that you put it on just for him. It’s different when you wear or use gifts during public shows... And the cat accents...

“I’m glad! But enough of that. I wanted to play a game with you, Master. Is that okay?”

Eyes locked on yours and the mischief they hold, Kenma types a reply with his mind reeling at the possibilities.

kk9kk5: what game?

“Just one I made up. I added a bot extension in the chat that lets you control the vibrator over here.” You pick up the vibrator beside you that he hadn’t noticed before. “But that’s only part of it. I wanted you to control me for a whole day. Sorta like the Sims but real life. You can message me anything you want me to wear or do or say to other people. Give me missions or something and I’ll do it all just for you with whatever toys up my cunt that you want. Does that sound okay, Master?”

Kenma’s heart freezes. A real-life game with sexual purposes? He’s a pro gamer for a reason.

kk9kk5: let’s do it. do i have to pay for anything first?

“Nope! You’re my second highest paying viewer and I like taking orders from you. So this is kinda a bit self-indulgent,” you giggle out innocently. The sound rings in his headphones despite the fact that you’ve brought the Hitachi wand to your mouth for a few teasing licks.

He can’t complain about that. 

kk9kk5: okay. get on all fours and strap the wand to you.

A cat-like grin pulls at your glossy lips when the message reflects in your eyes. Not a moment later, you get into position and follow the demand easily — it’s something you’ve done before countless times, after all.

“I’m ready, Master!” you sing out, heart buzzing in excitement.

Kenma’s eyes move from the chat bar to the little wand icon in the corner of your screen. Upon hovering over it, a purple switch and sliding meter come up. A small smile even plays at his lips when he right-clicks the switch and hears the familiar vibrating along with your excited gasp.

“That feels good, Master,” you moan, swaying your hips. The rhythm is jolted when Kenma drags the slider to the right slowly. 

He watches how you twitch under his silent command, the intensity of the vibrations building up gradually without stopping. Just hearing the little gasps and moans again has him fully hard and probably leaking precum into his underwear. Not that he cares — he loves watching you like this. This was something the couldn’t bring himself to do that night you two had together even if he wanted to. Amazingly enough, your moans are just the same and that drives him fucking crazy.

“Master,” you drawl out, moving your sleek tail to the side to he can get the perfect view of his work. The dark red lace is much darker now thanks to your arousal seeping through. It’s always been a favorite thing of his — seeing how much of an effect he has on you. You know that much about him.

You drop your upper half down with a cry when Kenma abruptly drags the slider all the wave over to the right. You can tell he liked the little show you were putting on for him a lot.

While you moan and whimper the title out for him, Kenma finally lets himself free of his bottoms with a quiet sigh. His left hand grips his fully hard dick and his right slides the little circle from left to right. It’s quite like a game now: the more right he goes, the louder you get. The more left he goes, the more you rock and sway, begging like you’re addicted to the sensations he controls. 

Games won’t be quite the same for him after this.

His lips part while he drags his hand up and down his length, leaving the slider alone so he can type a message with his free hand.

kk9kk5: move your panties to the side

He can hear the receiving ding! just barely come through your speakers, but you don’t turn around to see his comment. That almost makes it better for him. He loves to see you writhe like this more than anything.

“Mmm Master, can you turn on your mic? I want to hear you control me,” you whine. A groan of his own quietly slips out of his throat when he sees you tug at your tail with a desperate squeak.

He wants to turn his mic on, yes... It would make things a lot easier. 

But then you’d possibly recognize his voice. He’s not the most memorable person, but part of him hopes you’d remember him enough, all things considered.

kk9kk5: i can’t

kk9kk5: sorry. maybe another time. 

kk9kk5: it’s hot. you get off to my orders without knowing anything about me. you really are a naughty kitten for me

At the triple notification, you finally give in and turn around with your insides still clenching and gushing through your panties. Even though it’s just a toy, you look so fucked out from the stimulation and Kenma loves it. He wants to figure out everything that sends you over the edge and reconfigure your senses to depend solely on his actions. He needs it. He has to test out every possibility and see the effect it has on you.

This is the perfect game for him and he can feel himself developing a steadfast addiction even though he just started.

You offer a devilish smile at his words, your cheeks still flushed from the constant vibrations against your sensitive core. “Mm, please, Master? I really want to hear you. I can’t cum unless you tell me to,” you moan out. You almost go to beg for more when the vibrator shoots up in intensity for a moment.

kk9kk5: i’ll think about it after you cum

Your mouth falls open from a mix of shock and ecstasy. Without him having to ask again, you turn around to your previous position and move the lacey panties to the side with your tail. Kenma’s sight seems like it focuses a little bit better with the new view, his left hand pumping his length faster now. He matches the pace you rock your hips at and swivels his wrist with the little rotations you make as well. Every small movement you make looks so good in his eyes — he wants to be inside you so bad at the same time that he just wants to sit back like this and watch for hours. 

Just remembering how you felt around him causes a moan to fall from his open mouth, his head dropping down just a little. His eyes never leave you nor the arousal glistening on the vibrator he’s controlling. Even as he drags the slider to the highest and lowest setting, back and forth, over and over at such a rapid pace you begin begging him to let you cum, he doesn’t look away. 

His own orgasm is right there and all it would take is just imagining you’re clenching around him or seeing your sinful, pink lips swallowing him whole again. But he still takes the time to type out a shaky comment.

kk9kk5: i want you to finger yourself when you cum

kk9kk5: don’t stop even if you can’t take anymore

You moan lewdly as the vibrations go down momentarily, probably a sign that you need to read his comments no matter how much you want to keep going until you gush all over the toy. When you glance back through teary eyes, though, you’re glad for the momentary reprieve in vibrations.

A dreamy smile glides across your face as you lean into the mattress, your ass front and center, right where Kenma wants them with your arms reaching back for your next motions. Keeping everything out of his view with one hand you pump two fingers into your cunt with a melody of exaggerated moans going through the microphone to his headphones. 

You imitate what you would want him to do to you, your hips rocking against the feverish motions of your fingers while the Hitachi wand abuses your clit exactly how Kenma wants it to. Your cries and pleas fill his ears while he quickly grabs tissues to pump around his dick, his own hand moving just fast enough until he’s squeezing load after load out of the head of his cock and into what he imagines is your walls. He watches — with wonder and lust in his eyes — as you come undone at the same time as him. Your voice reaches octaves he hadn’t heard before, your fingers overstimulating you through the orgasm just like he told you to. Just like any character in a game would, you do exactly what he commanded.

She’s so incredible... What am I doing in a call with someone like her? he thinks to himself, his mind stuck in that post-orgasm haze. It was probably the biggest orgasm he had, second to the numerous ones you milked out of him after that party. 

Unlike your previous shows where you quickly clean up after yourself with a generous amount of obscene licking to your cum-covered fingers, you linger on the mattress a bit longer, twitching in delight and overstimulation. The wand is still going, but Kenma was gracious enough to move it down to the lowest setting while he disposed of the tissues and retrieved his lungs from God. Even you have to catch your breath after that and this is only the beginning of your games with user kk9kk5.

“Master?” you call softly. You let out a breath you were holding when the vibrator finally turns off. “Was that-”

“That was good.”

You swivel around on your knees now, your eyes blinking away the fog and being replaced with electric curiosity. You practically slam your hand on the mouse to click on the ‘viewers’ tab and see that his blank profile photo no longer has the muted microphone icon on it.

You don’t know what takes you aback more — the fact that you’re finally hearing his voice, how gentle his voice is, or something else.

“You...”

You hear him laugh lightly, very lightly, at your dumbstruck expression. Considering how you were a puddle of melted Jell-O moments ago, he can’t help but be amused at how you switch from your camgirl persona to something a bit more realistic. Something he’s familiar with.

“Hi,” he greets simply.

You smile triumphantly. “Well, hi, Master. I really, really like hearing your voice.”

He feels his cheeks flush at the compliment, wondering if you mean it or not. He doesn’t even know how much he should really speak at this point. The less he says then the less you know. He likes what you two have. 

“Thanks.”

You pause, taking the strap for the wand off your body so you can get comfortable. And with a cute smirk that captures his heart, you play with the ear on top of your head while sitting before him idly. 

“Did you like the private show, Master?”

“Yeah, I did. A lot,” he admits, the last part much quieter but still audible. 

“Did you cum at the same time as your kitten?” you coo, mischief in your eyes.

There’s no response, but that’s an answer for you. You can tell he’s incredibly shy, but that doesn’t bother you. If anything, that’s more endearing to you. Some shy viewer that gets off on watching you perform lewd acts he demands? Some part of that makes you want to have this be a regular thing.

“Well, we’re just getting started so I think we’ll have lots of fun like this.” You talk to fill the silence, having no problem taking the lead of the conversation (like you did the other night too). “I’m actually going to be traveling tomorrow, so I really want you to press my buttons, y’know?”

You wink at him, flipping your hair over your shoulder and running your hand down your upper body for him. You hear a soft almost-moan come through your speakers, a grin spreading across your face once again. 

“Where are you traveling to?” He regrets asking once the words leave his mouth. Now he probably sounds like he’s trying to track you down and that’s not what he wants at all. Well, he wouldn’t mind seeing you, of course...

“Tokyo,” you answer simply. “I’ll catch a morning bullet train and be there by the afternoon. So during that whole time, you can have lots of fun with me. Would you like that, Master?”

“Yeah, you know that,” he says with a smile of his own. 

“Say... I know you haven’t used your mic before so... I was wondering if you know me personally? You sound familiar.”

“...No.”

“Oh... Okay.”

You shrugged it off and the night quickly came to a close when he said he had something else to do. You didn’t think anything of it — he’s yours during shows and vice versa if it’s a private show. Nothing more. By the off chance that he does know you in person, you don’t care one bit. It wouldn’t be the first time that’s happened and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. 

Although, that would be the last time you audibly hear from kk9kk5 as kk9kk5.

“Kenma.” 

Kuroo starts the next day with his best friend trying to tune him out already. But as he continues, Kenma has never listened more intently. “I finally became the highest payer for this camgirl I like and she kinda looks like that girl from the party that you went home with. Want her username?”

Kenma knows he’s being teased, but his heart and stomach trade places anyway. “Why would I want that?”

It comes out a bit more defensive than he intended for it to, making Kuroo grin in satisfaction. 

“Oh ho ho, getting riled up already? I’ll text it to you. Oh, and I’m texting you the party details for tonight too. You’re coming out tonight again. No choice!”

Kenma sighs, shaking his head to dismiss his friend.

“I’m serious. I’ll abduct you myself if I have to... And can you get off your phone when I’m talking to you? You game enough as it is!”

“Are you my mom?” Kenma asks dully, his eyes still on his phone while he drags a circle around to different corners of the screen. The gradient display reflects in his eyes while something else resonates within him.

“I might as well be.”

“Kuroo?”

“Yeah?”

“If I agree to go to the party then will you leave me alone?”

“Yep!” That’s a mission accomplished for Kuroo, after all.

And just as promised, Kenma shows up to the party with a hoodie and a jean jacket, his sneakers meeting spilled alcohol and dirty floors of the packed college apartment. Meanwhile, Kuroo makes it his personal task to meet everyone there. No one was safe from his rambunctious extroversion, but that took the focus away from Kenma, at least. He could linger by the walls and stay in a corner far away to contemplate what you’re doing.

Well... he knows what you’re doing, but he wonders how you’re holding up. He tasked you with getting yourself off in public. Sometimes he assisted with the little wireless vibrator, but mostly he just wanted to know you were using your fingers in a public place and trying not to get caught. And, of course, he wanted pictures. 

He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, catching his interest immediately despite the overly stimulating party. Not wanting anyone else to see his personal gift (especially not Kuroo), Kenma files out of the crowded area of the apartment. Somehow he’s pushed and pulled all which ways until he’s in someone’s bedroom, but he doesn’t mind. There are only a few people in there talking and minding their business anyway. 

This is safe enough for him that he opens the photo, but he won’t look yet. He holds his phone low and close to his chest while he retreats to the direction of the bathroom connected to the bedroom. He’s extra careful to not let anyone see his screen while he thinks about the photo you’ve sent him. He’s always careful when it comes to this private part of his life.

The phone is knocked out of his hand when he collides with a drunk girl speeding out of the bathroom, though. His worst nightmare.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry!” she says.

Not a drunk girl, not a drunk girl, not a drunk girl.

His dream come true.

When said drunk girl quickly picks up his phone and goes to hand it back to him, time freezes, and the sun moves in retrograde. 

The flushed cheeks could be mistaken for a less-than-sober glow or...

“Y/N...?” he asks lowly. 

Your eyes round out as you take in his features, instantly recognizing the black hair and outgrown bleached ends. Instantly remembering the way you melted under such intensely sharp eyes weeks ago. Instantly feeling your arousal skyrocket again despite just getting off for kk9kk5. 

“Oh! Kenma, right?” you cheerily respond, a casual façade and crescent eyes welcoming him further. “It’s good to see you! Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you drop... this...”

It was just for a moment, but you glanced at the screen. All you needed was a moment to recognize the photo you just took. 

Both of you fall silent, not exactly sure how to respond while Mercury crashlands into Mars. The rest of the planets fall out of the sky in a domino effect until they land in your laps in a big pile of fate.

“Oh... Aha, um...” For once you’re speechless, your face reddening even further from embarrassment and horniness. Which, honestly, embarrasses you further but you both know very well that’s something that you get off on.

“Do you wanna get out of here?” he rushes the words out and you’re instantly nodding.

“You don’t even have to ask.”

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[mlkytobio]

hey, can i ask for a sick s/o hc with kageyama, tsukishima, kuroo, and kenma? 🥺👉👈 please and thank you love! 🥰

yes of course!

pairing: kageyama/ tsukishima/ kuroo/ kenma x reader ( separate )

genre: fluff

more below the cut

kageyama tobio:

you’re the type to flat out refuse that you’re sick even though your face is pale and you keep sneezing everywhere

of course kageyama notices this and tells you to go home

and boy is shy but when it comes to you he will threaten you if necessary

his threats are like no kisses for a week and you can’t live with that because he’s babey

anyways he makes you go home with the promise to stop by your house once practice ends

he even adds in a small pout but not much because you’re at school and he can’t be seen as a softie in school

of course you agree because hes the absolute cutest

once practice ends he DASHES to your house

and the team is confused because this boy always stays back late to practice more

but if there’s anything he loves more than volleyball it’s you

daichi makes a small remark to pick up some soup on the way there because he knows kageyama can’t cook for his life

he blushes but gets the soup anyway

when he comes over to your house he has to call you to come open the door

because you’re asleep but bby doesn’t know that

when you finally open the door and he sees how much better you looked he couldn’t help himself and give you a quick kiss on the head

which leads to more blushing

he insists on staying because he’s so concerned about you

he wraps you up in blankets after you took your medicine because you’re shivering aw poor thing

“tobio i’ll get you sick too”

“if you stop talking and just go to sleep you won’t”

he’s cares so much about you it’s unreal

the two of you fall asleep in a mess of blankets and his arm wrapped around you

tsukishima kei:

when you text him that you’re sick he’s replies with “i told you not to go dance in the rain a few days ago”

“you just told me not to you didn’t stop me”

“i tried but you didn’t listen”

regardless he shows up with your favourite movie and food

y’all cuddle on the couch and watch it

when you sneeze or cough in the middle of the movie he bundles you in blankets

“if i get sick too i’ll regret doing this so much”

you give him a boop on the nose because that’s all you could manage to do

even so he’s blushing

when you ask him to go buy boba for you he flicks your forehead and says “you’re sick you can’t get boba”

you pout but he still doesn’t give in

when you ask him to do all your homework because “you’re too sick to do it” he flicks you on the forehead again and says “that’s not getting you out of doing math”

you end up falling asleep on the couch because the meds are the drowsy kind

he carries you to your room and tucks you into bed

he leaves you his hoodie because he knows how much you love them and you’re sick so he goes easier on you

the next morning you wake up to his scent and when you ask him about it he denies everything

but you know he did it and he knows too

kuroo tetsurou:

this boy is the most observant thing ever

he would realise that you’re sick even before you realise it yourself

when you refuse to go home he straight up pulls you to the teacher and sends you home himself

at first you’re a little petty that he did that

but you can’t stay mad at him

he shows up with tons of movies and food

and the two of you stay up all night watching them

which of course doesn’t make your sickness any better

he even gets himself sick too

but it’s fine because at least you’re sick together

that’s what he says but you can’t help but feel a little bad that you made him skip a day/ a few days’ worth of practice

he assures you it’s nothing just as long as you’re healing

when everybody sees the two of you come back on the same day they can’t help but think “couple goals”

because y’all are the cutest uwu

kenma kozume:

when you text him to come over because you’re not feeling well he does

along with some games of course

he even gets you your favourite ramen delivered to your house

he puts an arm around your shoulders as he games

when you sneeze this boy overreacts by a lot

he immediately tells you to go drink more water and take your medicine if you haven’t

he whispers “i love you” once he’s sure you’re asleep

if he can’t come over he facetimes you while he’s playing his game

you fall asleep midway because of the meds and he thinks it’s the cutest thing over

he doesn’t say it obviously

when he’s at school and you’re at home he texts every hour to make sure you’ve drank water

yes even in class

you don’t know how he does it and still not get in trouble but honestly you don’t want to know because it’s for you

sometimes you want more attention from him when he’s playing his games but when you’re sick you could listen to him explain the game for hours

even if he knows you don’t understand and is only half listening he’ll still explain it

complete with the occasional curse under his breath when something goes wrong of course

kuroo teases him that he spends more time on his games than on you but all kenma says is that he loves you more than his games and that’s what matters

once again he doesn’t say it to you because bby is shy

[bluesora]

【02.30am】

“did you really have to do that?”

you could almost feel it, the slight tremble of your voice—the way you were threading oh so carefully with every word. if you had said anymore than that, perhaps you might really break.

“i—”

what? it was a mistake? a miscalculation?

what could he say to make you believe that the alcohol running in his veins were the fuel for his error. atsumu knew you would always remind him to not drink over his limit, to always be careful. and yet, complacent as he was, he knew any words he spilled right after would just sound like a petty excuse.

but, you knew it too.

“i know, it was inevitable wasn’t it? they were getting too riled up over some nonsensical bullshit like always, but...”

you could almost feel it, the waves hitting so close to shore, it was taking everything in you to hold yourself together.

“...i trusted you ‘tsumu.”

a soft mellow of a whisper was all he could hear before the sight of those crytal-like tears streamed onto your delicate cheeks.

but, he knew it too.

“i—”

again, what words should he be stringing to justify his action? no matter how he searched for those aching words to mend the hurt you’re pouring out, nothing felt right. why? because he knew nothing would be the same again.

“if i was just a minute late, would you still have told me?”

“i would.”

“if i was just a second late, would you still—”

“i would still be here, on my knees, beggin’ for a second chance.”

you were tired. tired of chasing after him, chasing after the very man who seem to only have volleyball in his heart.

what were you to him then?

“why?”

“because—”

“why would you want a second chance? why would you want me when you don’t even need me?”

why wouldn’t he need you?

“am i some joke to you, ‘tsumu? you think you can just barge into my life and have me all wrapped up in your fingers like a toy just so you can get rid of me as and when you—”

he couldn’t stand hearing those aweful words slipping from your lips. he wanted it to stop. he wanted you to stop, and so he did what he thought was right.

“please...wait for me. it’ll only be a year, and i’ll be back for ya in no time.”

the way his large honey-brown eyes stared right into your glossy ones, his large hands on your cheeks to press his lips on your forehead like how he would always do.

somehow, everything felt right for that one moment. when your haggard breath fell to a slow hum, your fingers which you hadn’t realized were clenched, loosened as crescent marks dotted on the palm of your hand; as if those tiny scars were little reminders of lost affection.

“i do need you baby, why’d you think i wouldn’t?”

“because even if you weren’t in the right state of mind, i was still never your priority. what made you think if you were sober, you wouldn’t take up the opportunity?”

when you took a step back from him, he knew it’ll never be the same again. the way your lips curved into a smile that never reached your eye, the way you whispered your goodbye like it was the last thing you wanted to say, but you still said it anyway.

atsumu could only watch your figure disappear along with the darkness of the empty street, the warmth he once felt slowly dissolved with the coldness of the night breeze.

for he knew what you said was right.

and yet, he didn’t know who was the one hurting more.

the one who was left behind?

or the one who left?

[underratedhq]

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If you’re a new writer, don’t get a lot of feedback/notes, writing for an underrated character, or anything else, then please use that hashtag and it will get reblogged! Since haikyuupromos and hqappreciation are inactive (but the people running them aren’t) and haikyuuwriters only reblog a from its members, this blog is meant to promote anyone that really needs their name out there! I’ll reblog any underrated fics under #hqappreciation and #haikyuuwritersnet for the next few weeks, but please use #underratedhq if you actively want your writing reblogged!

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[mutantjournalist]

Haikyuu!! Fanfiction

On the first day of her new high school, Corey Hamilton manages to wind up joining the boy’s volleyball club. But not as a manager or player, but as the newly formed water crew! How will she manage to survive games, homework, and love triangles?

Or will she be lost in the puzzle of the teenage mind?

．☆．。．:*･°

hello! after a long time contemplating, i’ve decided to post my haikyuu!! self-insert fic :) this will be the master list of chapters and shall be updated when each chapter is posted!

．☆．。．:*･°

Chpt. I | Volleyball Whomst???

Chpt. II | Stay Frosty, Royal Milk Tea

Chpt. III | Babysitting the Problem Children

Chpt. IV | Hey Moon, Please Forget To Be A Jerk

Chpt. V | Getcha Head in the Game

Chpt. VI | Oh Yeah, It’s All Coming Together

Chpt. VII | Chunky Cheetos

Chpt. VIII | Why I Almost Threw Hands With A Giraffe

．☆．。．:*･°

[seijouthirdyears]

here’s a weird angsty oiks i drew at 4 in the morning because i was sad lol ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

pls click bc tungle.hell eats quality for breakfast and just leaves blurry scraps behind like a complete animal

[yunggumii]

hiya guys !! a handful of wonderful creators and i decided to make an appreciation blog for haikyuu writers !! feel free to check it out and follow :D @hqappreciation

[blkjackals]

HEY HEY HEY

A few writers got together and made @hqappreciation!! Which is a blog to appreciate hq fanfics and fanart, etc! 

PLEASE go give it a follow! We’re working on getting it up off the ground, but once it is we hope you’ll all enjoy it!

[leotssukinaga]

Shirabu HCs

Anon requested: I get the feeling you're gonna destroy shirabu in cold war T_T pls write something fluffy for him, hcs or a oneshot I just want to see him happy A/N: thank you for this i love him so much u have no idea! I feel so bad abt hurting him in cold war bye. eh knee weighs this is so long im so sorry its fr like 70+  bulletpoints kfdshjdshg can u tell!! that i love him!!

you think shirabu is salty normally? try shirabu with a crush

he's trying so hard to convince himself he hates you but what he actually does is convince you he hates you

everything he says is the exact opposite of what he's thinking

shirabu with a crush translation guide:

"leave me alone" = "i wanna hold you close and never let you go"

"Don't look at me like that" = "I don't like how fast my heart beats when you smile at me"

"no, I'm not sharing my notes with you, I don't care that you were sick" = "I'd much rather sit with you at lunch and talk you through what you missed than give you my notes, but I can't say that so I'm telling you to fuck off"

"why did you come to see my volleyball game" = "I'm motivated to play much better when you're here, thank you for coming"

basically don't listen to a word he says!!!! 

he's been pining for you for so long 🥺

realises he's been a fucking idiot when he hears you talking to one of your friends

"I try so hard to be nice to Shirabu, but he just keeps telling me off. I think I'm gonna find someone else to talk to in class"

yk what he does? he doesn't fix things!! not yet!!

what do u expect from him lol

he's smart when it comes it everything but having feelings

he spends the whole day mad fr

he's so fucking salty and grumpy and you don't talk to him in class which makes it worse

but at the end of the day he drops his pen and you pick it up and he's like halfway down the hall when you call his name

and God the salt in his voice when he asks you what you want could give you fucking sodium poisoning

AND THEN THINGS GET WORSE SOMEHOW BECAUSE YOU LOOK LIKE YOURE ABOUT T CRY

and you quietly mutter "I just wanted to give you your pen back" and you shove it into his hand and run off

but this is when he finally grows a pair and runs after you

he catches you on the way to your dorm and you don't even look him in the eye

"whats wrong?"

"are you serious?"

"yes."

"You've been horrible to me all year, Shirabu! I'm tired of it. You clearly don't want me around anymore. All I was doing today was returning your pen and you acted like I was harassing you. I'm gonna leave you alone now, I'm sorry I even bothered you in the first place."

"I don't want you to leave me alone."

"You don't?""I only say that because... well, I really don't know how to deal with how I feel about you, Y/N. I hate the fact that I dream about you most days, and that I play better when you're watching. I hate your stupid fucking smile because it's so pretty I wanna kiss it off your face. But you? I don't hate you."

"Shirabu..."

"You can call me Kenjirou, if you want."

"Okay, on one condition?"

"What?

"Kiss me?" 

He wasn't gonna argue with that!!! 

It's both of your first kiss so it's a little messy and he accidentally bites your lip and he's so!! red!! when he pulls away it's so cute oh my god 🥺

he doesn't go to practice that day bc he wants to spend time with you

never tells them why

they bug him abt it bc he's never missed practice before

but he knows they'll never shut up abt it if they find out he's dating you so he's 🤐

does he tell you he hasn't told them? nope! it never comes up

so uh. when you show up at practice one day with a bento you made for him and a water bottle the entire team are asking each other if they know who you are

but u walk right up to kenjirou and kiss him on the cheek under the assumption that they all knew

babie is redder than when he kissed you

"DID THEY JUST KISS HIM?? SHIRABU YOU'VE BEEN HOLDING OUT ON US"

"You didn't tell your team about me?"

"I didn't want them to harass you" 

"oh... I'm sorry I assumed"

"Its okay" 

he's just soft for you he will literally forgive you for anything

THIS IS SO LONG IM SORRY BUT ALSO. LISTEN. I LOVE HIM? AND I FEEL SO BAD THAT I'M GONNA HURT HIM IN COLD WAR. SO I'M GONNA KEEP GOING.

he's not that soft with you in public usually but he can be when the situation calls for it

but when it's just you two? 

hug him. he will never let go please understand that and then hug him

even if he's studying just sit in his lap and put your head on his shoulder

he’ll continue to study but he'll feel so much less stressed with you there

you're the only way he knows how to relax 🥺

he’ll legit follow you everywhere

like if you go to get a drink he’ll trail behind you holding your hand

he's clingy!! he's just so in love with you!!

will wake up before you just to stare at you

he's probably a light sleeper so I hope you don't fidget

bc he'll fr just wrap himself around you so you can't skfjd 

"Kenjirou I can't breathe"

"You move too much"

"Smothering me to death is not the way to fix that"

oh yeah you're not allowed to die before he does

he literally just tells you that one day

OUT OF THE BLUE!

he just goes "you can't die before I do, I couldn't live without you" while you're like cooking dinner or something. 

its the first thing either of you have said in 5 minutes

you think he's sad but no he's just. he's just shirabu, man

hes so in love with youuuu  🥺

I love him so much you don't understand

[giogama08]

Iwaizumi Hajime, Arm Wrestling

Forgive me for this dumb idea. I just live for blushy Iwa, blushy Iwa is the best Iwa. I suffered from a lack of motivation but I finally finish it.

“Hey, (Y/n)!” called Hanamaki, one of your good friends. He was sitting with some of his volleyball teammates. You knew Oikawa thanks to his fan club, Matsukawa thanks to Makki, and Iwaizumi thanks to Oikawa but the rest were unknown to you. ‘They must be first-year’ you thought. Despite Makki always invite you to their matches, you have never gone to any of them.

“Hey, Takahiro,” you said, approaching the group.

“We have a little experiment going on here…” he said with a playful smirk. You grew up next to him, so you knew that that smile always means troubles. “You know Iwaizumi, right?” he said, pointing at the black-hair guy next to him.

“Just by name” you calmly said.

“He’s the ace of our team and probably the strongest guy in the school” he explained. “Well, we have a hypothesis growing on here. We (Matsukawa and I) think that with enough people competing against him, he will eventually get tired and even a weakling could beat him. On the other hand, Oikawa thinks that he’s some kind of unbeatable monster”.

“I’m just saying that with the correct incentive, Iwa-chan can beat anyone!” said the team captain, showing off his friend as if it was his merit.

“So, how about you help us solve this problem? We’re playing a little tournament of arm wrestling and at the end, you and Iwaizumi will compete against each other and see who could win” offered Hanamaki, with his commissures still up as a kid who is about to make mischief. “What do you say?”.

“Well, that depends. I’ll leave out the fact that you just called me ‘weakling’, there’s no real gain for me in this little experiment. I don’t see why I should participate,” his smile was putting your nerves on edge but the game per se sounded interesting.

“What do you want? Perhaps I could buy you a bowl of ramen…?” He asked, not convinced that you would accept. And he was right. You touched your chin as you thought.

“Let’s see… If I win then the captain and the ace of the team have to train for a whole day in girl-cheerleader uniform” You decided, without a trace of embarrassment. Your whole audience blinked twice.

“WHAT?!” screamed Iwa and Oikawa. Mattsun and Makki were trying with all their strength to not laugh. The two first-year, which were silence till now, moved uncomfortably about the turn of events.

“Why would you want that? We don’t even have to accept it” said Oikawa, clearly offended with the childish proposal.

“You’re so sure he won’t lose, I don’t see a problem in betting at high risk,” You said with the same teasing smile that Hanamaki was showing you. He gives you a little wink, approving your answer. Meanwhile, Oikawa looked at you with a sour expression.

“In that case, if Iwa-chan wins you have to promise to go on a date with him!” Iwaizumi turned to him and saw him like he just stabbed him in the back.

“WHAT-?!” He said. Sure you were pretty and he couldn’t complain if he gets a date with you, but he doesn’t approve forcing someone to go out with someone else. Worse because of a bet.

“Fine,” You said before he could retract his words. Everyone was surprised that you accept so fast that even make Iwaizumi blush a little bit. Tho no one noticed what your real intentions were with your fast answer.

“Deal!” said Oikawa, offering his hand. You grasped it with a cocky smile on your lips. Iwaizumi didn’t have more time to protest, instead, he observed the scene with disgust.

So, the “tournament” begun. Of course, Hanamaki and Matsukawa tried his best to beat Iwaizumi but it was useless. He beat them in an instant. Kindaichi and Kunimi (the two first-year that you just learned their names) didn’t have much luck either. Oikawa didn’t even try. Thus, when your turn came, Iwaizumi was still in perfect condition.

Like the gentleman he is, Iwaizumi has no intention of keeping that stupid bet. You seemed so determined to play this game that he decided to go along with it but will not demand the prize when he wins. Of course, he has no doubt he was going to win.

He put his arm in position and felt a touch of electricity when your hand touched his. Your skin felt soft, almost silky, against his callous palm.

“Prepared?” asked Oikawa as he set both hands in which he believed was the center of the table. Both nodded. “Then, go!” He shouted, releasing your hands.

Before he reacted, you stood up as fast as you could and gave him a peck in his nose. Then, with a swift but stable move, your hand slammed Iwaizumi’s hand against the table.

Everyone was in silence. At first, Iwaizumi was looking at you with his eyes wide open and you swore you could hear the gears of his brain working. As he was processing, the color of his face has turned redder, until a thin smoke line emerged from his ears.

“OMG! (Y/n) broke Iwa-chan!” said Oikawa with a real concern for his friend, receiving an instant punch to the face from the latter. Matsukawa and Hanamaki were laughing out loud as they congratulate you for your victory.

“That was one hell of a sweet move, (Y/n)” said Makki with tears on his eyes.

“Well, thank you,” You said, doing a dramatic bowing as thanking your audience, showing a playful smile. Iwaizumi approached you.

“Congratulation” He sounded sincere, which you found iffy.

“Aren’t you a little too calm considering you just lost to a girl?” You teased, trying to keep the blush in his face. Tho, that didn’t affect him.

“It was a fair lost, I wasn’t expecting that move at all” He tried to sound confident but the blood in his face betrayed him. He rubbed the back of his neck, looking for the right words.

“Maybe after I pay my debt, I can pay you dinner” He caught you off guard. You weren’t expecting the guy you just beat, who now has to wear a cheerleader uniform in front of his team, to invite you on a date. It took you a few seconds to recover.

“Well… It’s not like I didn’t think about losing on purpose” you said looking away, trying to hide your excitement. He laughed at your response.

“So you are kinda tsundere, eh?” He said smiling at your blushy face.

[mlkytobio]

Can I get some general cuddling headcanons with Lev, Kuroo, and Kunimi? I look forward to seeing how good your writing is !! ^^ 💕

jsjsjsjs ofc! here you go <3

pairing: lev / kuroo / kunimi x gn!reader

genre: fluff

lev haiba

you don’t know who initiated it, but the two of you just really love cuddling together

like yeah kissing is great but this boy is such a huge sucker for cuddles

he’ll just wrap his arms around you because you’re just so s m o l and his whole body just acts as a shield for you????

sometimes you’ll be sitting on the couch on your phone and then lev just sits down and brings you into his arms

and then you’re surprised at first but then you go and bury your face in his chest and he just melts right there because you’re so cute and he loves you so much

you two fall asleep cuddling so many times it’s unreal

you’re like his little pillow

kind of unrelated but he just loves the way you smell

something like the soap your clothes are washed with and something else he just can’t place

sometimes you guys go out on study dates and it just turns into cuddling sessions

“lev, you and i both know we desperately need to pass math”

“but.. cuddles”

and he just hits you with those puppy eyes that you can’t believe someone who’s 6’4 is making

of course you give in because who wouldn’t

i have gotten slightly off topic here but am i sorry? no

he loves cuddling you in front of the team even though you get all blushy

probably the reason why he does it

he’s so in love with you

and you with him

kuroo tetsuro

ok so you know that “we are like the blood in our veins” speech that he always gives right before every match?

it leads me to headcanon him as a huge science nerd ( aka he’s just so smart you can’t believe it )

and you’re sitting next to him while he’s trying to concentrate on his homework

you keep poking him with your pen

then you just give up and lean your head on his shoulder

he sighs while smiling because he can never be annoyed with you

you end up in his lap and he can totally see over your head because s m o l

once or twice you help him answer a question and you look so proud of yourself

and kuroo melts a little because you’re so cute how even

when he goes to away games he brings you because you’re his no. 1 supporter and when you guys sleep it’s the cutest thing ever aw

like you guys will start out cuddling and then you fall asleep first because his arms are just so warm and comfy

he keeps an arm draped around your waist and you’re either facing the other side or facing him

on the bus you guys sit together and most of the time you guys need only one seat anyway

because you’re sitting in his lap and the two of you sleeping is just so precious??

anyways cuddles with kuroo are always amazing

kunimi akira

when you first started dating him you never knew that he would be so into cuddles

but he is??

he doesn’t do it in public but once the two of you are alone he’s just so soft and precious with you uwu

you either lay on top of him or you’re in his lap and his arms around you there’s no in between

he buries his face in your hair because he wants to be as close to you as possible

sometimes you show up right before his practice ends because you two walk home together

and the whole team is all a little jealous of kunimi because you’re so cute???

anyways while y’all are walking home you walk in front of him and he puts his hands around you

you’ll never admit it to him but you love these so much

when y’all are sitting on the coach he just casually drapes his arm on your shoulder

and of course this turns into another cuddling session

kunimi loves cuddling with you awww

[bluesora]

blurred memories of love 

oikawa torū x fem! reader

fluff ; highschool ; soft angst ; abstract

in which i tried to explain the concept of how it’s really easy to take the love of your love ones for granted because you see them almost every day

he had always been there for you. always.

when days were bright and warm, his cheery voice was like music to your ears. the way he easily charmed his fans with his words, the way he pouts whenever iwaizumi would land a hit on his head; he would always never failed to put a smile on your face.

when the nights were a little rough and your thoughts were really loud, you found solace in the cage of his protective arms. he would run his hand along your back tenderly, his fingers tapping a slow rhythm on the palm of your hand—telling you he was there, and he was real.

oikawa had and will always be with you.

why hadn’t you realized it yet?

there you were, sitting at a crowded table in a family restaurant the team decided to have dinner at, staring at the guy you found yourself having difficulty recognizing.

you knew him. of course you did. he was the oikawa tooru. you grew up with him. you had many ups and downs together, you practically saw him almost every day. and yet, for the first time in your life, you finally saw him.

it was chaotic to have everyone (almost everyone if you exclude the first and second years) squeezing themselves into a booth at the corner of the restaurant, trying to bond over a simple dinner after an intense practice session. hanamaki and matsukawa were trying to talk over oikawa while iwaizumi tried his hardest to keep them in check. the others were clearly doing their own thing, joining the conversation as and when they felt like it.

you, on the other hand, did not have the energy left to partake in their lovely bonding session so instead, decided to just observe from the sidelines. they were noisy, without a doubt, but somehow you found your stare lingering at oikawa’s profile as the mix of their voices and the background music slowly drifted away in a distant.

they say, the more frequent you meet someone that’s close to you, the more you tend to neglect the details of that person.

your eyes scanned the male's unfamiliar features when you noticed the barely hidden dark circles below his pearl-like eyes, the way the corner of his brows would twitch a little before he masked the tiny frown tugging his lips with his usual pout. those hazel brown eyes—the ones in which you found yourself loving to get lost in—held such tiredness and uncertainty, you wondered who had you been looking at all those time?

they say, the brain would capture a rough image of every person you meet and if you see a person so often, it would not remember any new details unless you made the effort to.

have you not been paying any attention to him? even when he had constantly been making time for you whenever he could; even when you knew volleyball meant everything to him, but he still kept his mondays free for you.

you could feel it, taste it even, the bitterness at the end of your tongue when your mind pulled out every memory you could remember when you were together with him.

him? who’s that?

why couldn’t you remember his face?

you remembered the weather, the clothes you both had worn, the places you guys had been to, everything was so vividly portrayed, why was his face the only thing that was blank?

your heart raced, panic surging through your veins when every memory resulted in a harsh blur.

“y/n-chan...?”

it was getting much harder to breathe.

since when did you start to not pay attention? when did you get complacent? would he hate you if he knew?

you could feel your gut churning, not in a pleasant way, as your hand naturally covered your mouth from the overwhelming dread that was gradually building up.

“y/n-chan!”

oikawa’s voice brought you back to reality, his worry-filled eyes stared right into your hesistant hues.

“are you okay? what’s wrong?”

he looked so tired. you could clearly see now, he looked like he had been pushing himself so hard and yet there he was, worrying about you when he should’ve taken better care of himself.

you could almost feel it, the tears that were threatening to fall at the corner of your eyes so you grabbed your things in a hurry and left as quick as you could.

oikawa did just the same, utter confusion written all over his face when he gave a quick apology to the other members before he chased after you.

“y/n-chan! what happened? why did you suddenly leave like that?”

he managed to grab hold of your wrist when he struggled to catch his breath.

“aren’t you tired?”

“what?”

“isn’t it tiring to juggle both volleyball and me? i thought you were fine, you said you were but look at you tooru!”

he could hear the crack in your voice when he watched your trembling figure distance yourself from him. what the heck happened that made you like this?

“look how tired you are! how many times have you practice a little longer just to make up for those times you were with me? how many times did you lie to me that you weren’t overworking yourself whenever you showed up at my door, in the middle of dawn, making sure i’m all right when clearly the one that needs it more was you!”

tears were already spilling from your eyes when you tried to look at anywhere but him after your little outburst. you felt like, for the lack of a better word, utter shit. he’s silence was what made you wish the world could crumble beneath your feet and you’d disappear right then and there.

“everyday was just fine so why are you bringing this up now y/n? okay, maybe i did lie a few times but i still truly care about you! that’s why i promised i will always be there when you needed me so—”

“what about you? when will you ever tell me that you need me?”

it dawned upon you just then, why you never truly paid much attention to the male who—supposedly—meant everything to you.

oikawa had and will always be with you.

but you had never once been there for him.

“y/n i—”

“maybe i just wasn’t good enough for you, tooru. i assumed everything was fine, taking you for granted each time i struggled to catch my breath, going on with my life while you slowly crumble yours away...i’m so horrible, aren’t i? and i couldn’t even be bothered to see if you really were okay!”

you couldn’t take it anymore. oikawa couldn’t understand why you were being like that.

was he tired? maybe a little but it was still manageable. perhaps he did lie a few times, but iwaizumi was there to make sure he did not send himself to overdrive so why did it matter that much? you had always been his happy pill; knowing you needed him to be there to make you feel better was enough to have his heart brimming with warmth. and love.

he really did love you with all his heart.

“but i am okay y/n! what made you think i’m not? sure, i am a little tired but nothing too much for me to handle. and just knowing how much i meant to you for you to worry about me like this is making my heart swell,”

your hand that he had been holding onto the whole time was brought to his chest as you feel his heart quickened by each passing second.

“i don’t understand why you’d think you’re not good enough for me when you’re the only one who can make my heart race like that.”

you felt his hand brushed your hair away before resting on the side of your cheek when he leaned down to kiss the last drop of your tears.

“i don’t know what those thoughts of yours had told you but i had always and will always love every bit of you, y/n-chan!”

the way he just cupped your cheeks together in his hands and giving a soft peck to the tip of your nose—pulling you into his arms like how he had always done with ease.

“it still doesn’t change the fact that you lied to me shittykawa.”

you grumbled against his chest.

he chuckled, a faint smile made it’s way up to his lips when he rested his chin on top of your head.

“all right all right, no more lies from now on okay? so don’t call me that y/n-chan, you’ll break my heart!”

you thought for a bit, tilting your head up to look at the face you could finally recognized—the one with the softest gaze and the prettiest smile. you really did love him with all your heart.

“promise?”

you stuck your pinky out for him.

“promise.”

[hqdramaclub]

week: june 7

we missed a lot from the beginning of the week but at the end of the week is when things really started heating up.

imi (haikyuuscreaming) made a post that plagiarized mar’s (haikoo) meme me this smau. 

some people got upset. mar posted about being upset. some people praised imi. some people asked for help. some people saw mar posting sui**dal baiting asks and got even more upset.

then imi comes out saying it was a prank thrown by her, mar, and sam (gulfwanq). 

people get mad, those three “apologize” (not for their actions but “if” they hurt anyone), and then people begin to say the lechuga server sent those “hate” anons to the three of them to make the prank believable. including the sui**de ones.

people get furious. an anon tells people to block and unfollow the three of them. lechuga denies it but some people still believe it. lechuga server is said to have attacked people that believe it.

everyone who started it pushes it under the rug and says it wasn’t a big deal anyway.

june 13, imi makes an explanation post that says their friend sent a sui**de anon to mar as part of their prank

and that’s what you missed on glee!

[mutantjournalist]

teenage mind

IV ➼ Hey Moon, Please Forget To Be A Jerk

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Friday, 3:15 PM

The warm afternoon sun beat down on the first year trio on the soccer field. Kageyama and Hinata were again practising for the game on the coming Saturday. Corey, as usual, watched as the  ‘A Fever You Can't Sweat Out' album played in her ears.

As 'Build God, Then We'll Talk' reached its chorus, Hinata was whacked in the face with the volleyball. Being the good friend she was, Corey laughed before helping him up.

"Oi! Concentrate!" Kageyama scolded. "The three versus three match is tomorrow!"

"Bruh, he just got hit in the face with the ball and that's what you're worried about!" Corey yelled at him as Hinata massaged his nose.

"If he had been concentrating, that wouldn't have happened!"

"I know! I know!" Hinata cried. He stood up, a small smile that shone with determination on his face. "But tomorrow we'll win! They'll let me in the Gymnasium! And I can get started on club activities!"

Corey stood up, ruffled Hinata's fluffy orange hair (which was a little difficult since he was a bit taller than her), and sat back down in her spot on the grass. Hinata said something about how they'd let Kageyama play setter or something if they won. To which Kags yelled at him again, saying that if he understood then why wasn't he concentrating.

"At least you're not going against your upperclassmen," Corey said casually, looking for another song to get immersed in. "If I had to compete with one of my seniors, I would be dead before the thing started."

"Now that you mention it, Hamilton-chan." Hinata picked up the stray volleyball. "I wonder what sort of guys we'll be facing."

"It doesn't matter what kind of guys we're against. We have no choice but to win." Kageyama countered.

'Damn. He's a dick but that was a cool thing to say.'

"I was going to say that too!"

Kageyama clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Don't click your tongue at me!"

The practice resumed. They had one hiccup where the ball got stuck in a tree, to which Corey volunteered to retrieve it but Hinata beat her and was already halfway up the trunk. Kageyama poked the ball with a stick he had found. Once the ball was freed from its tree prison and bounced off Hinata's head, their practice began again.

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7:35 PM

It was already dark out, the waxing moon and street lights as their only light source. The two boys tossed the ball back and forth to each other while Corey sat in the fetal position on the metal bench, wrapped in her jacket that barely shielded her from the nippy air. She got tired of sitting on the itchy grass a while ago and was beginning to grow impatient.

'When will this day end? It's fucking Friday. I've already gone through the entire 'A Fever You Can't Sweat Out,' 'Pretty. Odd.,' and 'Vices & Virtues' albums. And my phone is almost dead.'

Between the beats of the drum from 'Nicotine,' Corey heard Kageyama call Hinata to receive the ball. This peaked her attention and kept one earbud out to see if the sunshine child would actually receive this time.

Hinata backed up a few inches, arms held above his head to catch the ball. It was an inch from his palms when it landed in another hand.

"Huh, they really are practising outside!"

Two boys emerged from the shadows; one taller blonde with glasses and the other with dark green hair and freckles. Corey immediately recognized them as the boys from her class. She never bothered to learn their names.

'Wtf are they doing here? And how the fuck did I not notice them before!? Witchcraft!'

"Are you guys the first years who caused problems on the first day?" the blonde said.

Just like with Corey on that fateful day she bumped into him, the blond boy towered over Hinata, along with his friend. Blondie held the ball above his head as Hinata jumped to try and reach it.

"Isn't about time for elementary schoolers to be heading home?" he taunted.

"Who the heck are you!?" Hinata shouted at them, clearly irritated.

Corey ripped out her earbuds from her ears and stood up from the bench. She began stomping to Hinata's aid but stopped when Kageyama spoke up. "You're the 'other first years' intending to join the club, huh?"

The blonde smirked.

'Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw.'

"How tall are you?" Kageyama asked Blondie, blatantly ignoring Hinata.

"Tsukki is 188 centimetres!" Freckles answered for him. "That's almost 190 centimetres!"

'Damn, he's tall... Wait, is his name fucking 'Moon?'

"Yamaguchi, urusai."

"Ah, gomen, Tsukki!"

'Okay, I'm calling them Moon and Gucci Gang now.'

Tsukki looked at Kageyama, a smirk on his face. "You're Kageyama from Kitagawa Daiichi, aren't you? Why is one of the elites attending Karasuno?"

'The fuck does that mean? Was Kags' middle school a private school or some shit?'

"OI!" Hinata gained all their attention with his shout at Tsukki. "TOMORROW, WE DEFINITELY WON'T LOSE!"

He said nothing but stared at Hinata with a blank expression. He then sighed, resting the ball on the side of his head. "Ah, right." He said it so calmly that it freaked out both Hinata and Corey, who expected him to retaliate with a shout about how he and Gucci Gang would win. He tossed the ball in his palm. "I don't know if it's an important match for you guys, but for us, there's more of a 'Well, whatever' feeling. We're not hung up on winning or losing, so if it'll be troublesome for you guys to lose..." He let the ball rest in his palm and gave them a smile. "How about we throw the game for you?"

“WHAT THE HELL!?” Corey and Hinata both screamed at the beanpole.

With her unexpected shout, Tsukki and Gucci finally noticed that the tiny girl from their class was there. Tsukki did nothing but glare at her while Gucci gave her a small, shy smile, which she returned with an awkward and confused wave.

"Whether you throw the game or not, the fact that I'm going to win won't change," Kageyama said, flames dancing in his eyes.

Tsukki laughed. "That's some confidence! Just what you'd expect from a 'King!'"

Kageyama was visibly unnerved by the comment. "Oi, quit it with that-"

"Ooh, so it's true!"

"Huh?"

"The rumour is that you dislike being called 'The King of the Court,'" Tsukki smirked.

Again, Kageyama looked annoyed.

"It's fine, isn't it? 'King' is a cool nickname! I think it suits you perfectly, 'your highness!'" Tsukki mocked as he walked to stand behind Kageyama, Hinata, and Corey.

"What the hell is with you?" Kags took the words out of Corey's mouth.

'Bruh these guys just met and Moon-bitch is being an ass.'

Tsukki smirked again. "I saw the Prefecture Semifinals."

Corey had no idea what the fuck that was, but by the smirk on Tsukki's face and Kageyama's irritated expression, she guessed something bad might have happened on that day.

"With such self-centred tosses," the beanpole continued. "The rest of the team sure tolerated a lot. That would've been impossible for me- Ah! Maybe what they weren't able to tolerate was a guy like you."

For some reason, this struck a nerve with Corey, along with Kageyama. Maybe it was because a friend was being picked on or that this Tsukki bitch reminded her of an old frenemy she used to have. Either way, she felt angry and pissed. But before she could attack the blonde douche, Kageyama gritted his teeth and whipped around, grabbing Tsukki but the collar of his shirt.

"Kags!"

"Tsukki!"

'Yeah, call for your boyfriend like the concerned partner you are Gucci.'

Kageyama looked pissed while Tsukki had a smug, shit-eating grin. A few seconds passed in silence as Kageyama had a stare down with Tsukki, then he let go of his shirt and walked away to their stuff.

"We're done here," Kageyama said as he grabbed his sweater and bag.

Hinata and Corey were both shocked. They both expected him to give Tsukki one of his usual snarky remarks.

"C'mon, Kags," Corey said, following behind him. "Don't let his <stupid idiot> get to you." Even though he was confused at what the words '<Stupid idiot>' meant, he ignored her.

Tsukki scoffed. "Running away? The 'king' isn't such a big deal after all, huh?" He resumed tossing the ball in his palm. "In tomorrow's match, we'll win against 'your highness' and-"

He never finished his sentence. As the ball flew up into the air, Hinata jumped and caught it in midair, freaking the fuck out of Yamaguchi and Tsukki. Corey let out a surprised and amused "Ha!" but covered her mouth and wheezed into it.

"SHUT UP ABOUT THAT 'KING'  AND 'YOUR HIGHNESS' STUFF! I'M HERE TOO!"

'Shit Hinata is going OFF!'

"I'M GONNA HIT THE BALL ABOVE THAT HEAD OF YOURS IN TOMORROW'S MATCH!"

Tsukki sent him a glare that would have probably killed him. Hinata backed up, clutching the ball to his chest.

"W-What the hell? Yo-You wanna go, d-damnit?"

'Oh sweetie...'

A smile came on Tsukki's face and he spoke in a sickly sweet voice. "Don't be so angry! Let's be fair, have fun, and not go overboard. It's just club activities after all!"

'What the fuck does that mean!?'

"What do you mean 'just' club activities!?" Hinata said exactly what Corey was thinking.

"It means just what you think it means. Well, until tomorrow, then." He and Gucci Gang turned to leave.

"Oi, wait a second!" Hinata called after them. "Who the heck are you guys!"

They stopped and turned. Tsukki spoke up. "First year, Class 4, Tsukishima Kei. Starting tomorrow, we're teammates." He chuckled. "We'll be opponents tomorrow, though. I'm looking forward to seeing the 'King's Toss.'" They left and faded into the night.

Corey felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket, which was her brother telling her that he was here to pick her up. "Shit, gotta go, boys!" She swept up her backpack and slung it over her shoulder. "You'll do great tomorrow!" She turned and headed the same way that Tsukishima and Yamaguchi headed, unknowingly leaving Kageyama and Hinata a bit flustered at her comment.

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yes the title is a play on the lyrics ‘hey moon, please forget to fall down’ from ‘northern downpour.’ leave my little emo heart alone

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