#inunaki x reader

[sassycheesecake]

MEET AND GREET WEEK MSBY JACKALS

I am gonna be posting something this week every day about a meet and greet for the MSBY Black Jackals! No one asked for it but here it is anyway!

23rd of June: ATSUMU MIYA

24th of June: KIYOOMI SAKUSA

25th of June: KOUTAROU BOKUTO

26th of June: SHOUYOU HINATA

27th of June: SHION INUNAKI

28th of June: SHUUGO MEIAN

29th of June: ALEXANDRE JOFFE

2nd of July: ADRIAH TOMAS

3rd of July: ORIVER BARNES

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being MSBY’s Manager:

Joke

MSBY x Fem! Manager

Warnings: swearing

AN: finally figured out dark mode on the chat app!

[wttcsms]

for context: the actual concept explained a bit more coherently

(ft. second chance romance, "the one that got away", he falls first AND harder, it's about the PINING, it's about nonsexual intimacy, communication, he dicks u down real good)

[caelivir]

shrimply in love | miya atsumu

synopsis. atsumu wholeheartedly prayed that you forgot how you first met, and for a while he believed that you did. that is until he finds the literal token from that day.

pairing. atsumu miya x gn!reader | wc. 2.1k | genres. timeskip!atsumu, established relationship, tooth rotting fluff, atsumu is soooo down bad | warnings. (minor?) manga spoilers

notes. outing myself as a hq fan and atsumu lover LOOK AWAY. this was inspired by a tiktok i saw LMFAO 😭. i was up until dawn, on my phone, in the drafts writing this that’s how bad it was. there's something additional to this so stay tuned, and i hope you enjoy.

“tsumu!” you call out from the couch while he’s in the bathroom connected to your shared room. “can you get my wallet? it’s on the bed.”

“sure thing, baby!” he answers back.

“thanks love!” you reply, the petname making him grin in the mirror. it gets him every single time.

after drying off his hands with a towel, atsumu doubles back to the bedroom, your wallet immediately catching his eye. he picks it up, and as he does, something slips out from the crevices.

atsumu picks it up and inspects it. it’s a folded slip of paper. curious, he unfolds it to examine its contents. reading it puts him in shock, and now he’s mildly annoyed with you.

he rushes out of the room, stomping over to you like a little kid. you raise an eyebrow in amusement when he stops in front of the couch.

“baby, what the hell?!” he whines, holding the paper out in front of you for you to read. confused, you lean closer, letting your eyes scan it before laughing out loud. it’s a guest check from the day you first met.

“what?! it’s cute!” you defend with a smile.

“it’s horrifying. do you even know how embarrassing this was for me?” atsumu pouts.

“oh believe me i know.” you giggle.

three years ago.

after a hard won victory, the msby jackals were craving a celebratory meal. meian had suggested a new italian restaurant that had opened by the arena. there was a unanimous agreement among the team, except for sakusa. however, bokuto had managed to convince him to come along with enough pestering.

so there they were, a group of guys well over six foot (with the exception of hinata and inunaki), sharing what’s probably the largest table at the restaurant. it drew tons of attention, and there were even some fans who came up to them for pictures and autographs.

then you came by, ready to take orders, and atsumu knew in that moment he was an absolute goner for you. your beauty was unlike anything he’s ever seen before. you were prettier than those models on the ads he walked by, prettier than the flowers in his mother’s gardens, prettier than sunsets on a beach. and god, your smile. his head went all fuzzy at the sight of it. it melted his insides.

you chuckled at whatever bokuto animatedly said before moving onto atsumu. you looked at him expectantly, eyes shining with so much light that it jumbled the blonde’s brain. shit. what did he want to order?

atsumu’s eyes quickly racked through the menu, and his mouth fired off an order before his brain could process what he was reading. “uh, could i get the shrimps camping?”

a silence befell amongst the table before a collective cackle filled the restaurant. realizing what slipped out of his mouth, atsumu’s face turned red. his cheeks were embarrassingly hot.

mortified. he was absolutely fucking mortified. even that asshole omi-kun found it funny. it didn’t help that you were suppressing a smile at him too. he didn’t even bother with the damage control. there was no point. he’d only embarrass himself further.

with a giggle, you made a note of it on the guest check you were writing up because at least you knew what he was referring to. atsumu buried his face in his hands. see in his head, the setter had come up with a plan to ask for your number, but now he was never even going to walk down this street ever again. his chances? consider them blown.

“alright, alright,” you said after the laughter had died down. you fire off orders to confirm everything, and then you get to atsumu. “and… one shrimps camping.”

“you’re killing me.” atsumu groaned, feeling a new wave of embarrassment now that you were teasing him.

“it’s my job.” you shrugged before walking off with a wink. the blonde felt his heart skip a beat.

“don’t sweat it, atsumu-san!” shoyo clapped his back reassuringly. at least he could leave it to the ginger to always have his back.

it took a minute, but the team had finally moved on from atsumu’s slip up. unfortunately, it was all the setter could think about. god, what if you teased him once you came back with the plates?

luckily for him, it didn’t happen. you just tossed him a knowing grin when you presented him his food. he stared down at those shrimp dancing in the sauce, knowing he’s never ordering fuckass shrimp scampi ever again, and dug in. (it’s the most delicious thing to have graced his tastebuds.)

atsumu, contrary to previous thoughts, did end up coming back to the italian restaurant in the hopes that he could see you. he realized that he wasn’t going to allow one fuck up ruin the chances of having you. atsumu miya is many things. annoying, rude, loud, but a quitter? that’s not one of them.

it was a weekly occurrence, and atsumu would try something different from the menu each time.

“no shrimp scampi?” you would smirk.

“no…” atsumu would sigh, feeling the jab in his bones before handing you his menu. “no shrimp scampi.”

conversations became more casual. he learned more about you like how you were in your final year of university and that your favorite men’s volleyball team was ejp raijin. (he was definitely going to change that.) each week the blonde setter visited you during week made him fall for you even more. all of these little things accumulated until atsumu finally got the balls to ask you out.

“what would you like today, atsumu?” you greeted, that soft angelic grin on your face, and he just knew he had to do it. he couldn’t ever let you go.

“you. me. a date.” he said casually, his eyes dripping with confidence. (interally, he was freaking out).

you tried maintaining your composure but failed so miserably. you couldn’t stop the smile that reached your eyes as soon as you heard those eyes. “i thought you would never ask.” you beamed at him.

chewing on your lower lip, you motioned for him to give you hand, to which he most happily obliged. your touch was a new heaven. so warm and so soft. he wished to be wrapped in it forever.

you held his hand steady as the tip of your pen scribbled on his skin. when atsumu looked down, he realized it to be your number, and his eyes stared at it in awe.

“text me.” you told him before walking off. then you stopped in your tracks, turning yourself back around until you’re back at atsumu’s table. “wait, shit. what do you want to eat?”

oh. he had completely forgotten about that. atsumu picked up the menu and quickly scanned for a fun dish name. “um, just the pizza napoletana and garlic bread.”

“you got it.” you noted it down. followed by, “no shrimp scampi?”

“(y/n), please. i feel like i’m flying right now, and you’re killing my mood.” atsumu’s face fell, feigning fake irritation, but you knew better.

you laughed. “alright, alright. i’ll be back soon.”

“you better be.” the setter scoffed before his face betrayed his true feelings.

and before you knew it, one date became two, then three, then four, and the rest was history, shrimp scampi along with it.

at least, that’s what atsumu thought.

“i thought you completely forgot about it.” atsumu whines.

you laugh, standing up from your place on the couch. “how could i ever forget that? i stopped the jokes because you got all sulky. besides, that’s how my little infatuation with you began.”

once you’re directly in front of him, atsumu places his hands on your waist, burying his head in the crook of your neck. without even thinking, your hand finds its way to the back of his head, stroking it with affection. “of all things? not my good looks? or my nice arms? ” the blonde murmurs into your skin.

you hum in agreement. “well that came after.” your boyfriend groans, making you roll your eyes.

“i don’t think i ever told you this, but i was having a really rough shift the night the team came in. when you guys were put into my section, i nearly lost it.” you admit. “but then you asked for shrimps camping, and i lightened up, like all of my negative energy just drained out of my body. seeing you all flustered and blushing was so adorable in my eyes.”

your boyfriend pulls back, his face scrunched. “i didn’t realize you were in a foul mood that night.”

“had to fake it. you know how customer service is.” you shrug, a smirk taking over your face soon after. “but you were too busy admiring me to even notice it.”

atsumu grins smugly. he’s not even ashamed. “that i was.”

you roll your eyes. “you’re hopeless.”

the blonde setter hums, leaning in, and you meet him halfway, kissing him gently. atsumu’s arms wrap themselves around your waist, pulling you closer to him until you’re pressed against his body. you feel his lips twitch into a smile.

you’re the first to pull away, but your boyfriend is unsatisfied with that. he presses his lips to yours once again before you could even get another breath in. it’s a kiss full of affirmations that atsumu can’t voice. you feel it all through him. he’s so greedy when it comes to you, but he’d definitely agree with that statement without any complaint.

to atsumu, kissing you is a new kind of euphoria, one better than any service ace, better than any cool quick that he pulls off with his hitters. kissing you is like falling in love with you again, and it’s single-handedly the best feeling in the entire world.

he pulls away first with a proud smile. he steals a quick peck against your lips, then your nose, and then the rest of your face until you’re drowning in his affection.

you giggle, throwing your arms around his shoulders. “tsumu!”

atsumu sighs contentedly. his large hand cups your cheek. the rough skin of his thumb traces up and down your face. it’s so reassuring and so warm that you can’t help but lean into it.

“i love you, angel. y’know that right?” atsumu stares at you, adoration swimming in his eyes. everyday, he can’t believe that he gets to have you. he can’t believe he gets to come home and you’ll be there waiting for him, ready to hold him in your arms and kiss his knuckles when he tells you about his day.

you adjust your head ever so slightly to kiss his palm. “i know it. you never fail to make it known.”

you’ve come to realize that that’s who he is. your sweet boy, atsumu miya, is so full of love. behind the brashness and the insults, he has so much love in his heart that some days he doesn’t know what to do with it.

“i love you so much, atsumu miya. you are my life.” you whisper, bringing him in for another soul-igniting, cavity-inducing kiss. it’s intense, hotter, but that is just life with atsumu, a blaze of passion and fierceness.

you can feel him melt against you as if this is his first time doing this with you. you can feel him reciprocating your words. you know him so well that you can guess the words that follow. “all for me. my sweet angel. what did i do to deserve you?”

a memory springs to mind, causing you to cut the moment short as much as you’d like to continue. atsumu pouts at the loss of your lips against his. such a kid. still, he looks at you expectantly.

“i have to admit,” you’re kind of excited to see how he’ll react to it. “the entire restaurant knows you as the shrimps camping guy.”

atsumu stiffens against your body, and the horrified look on his face makes you burst out laughing. “you’re lying. (y/n), tell me you’re lying.”

“i’m sorry, my love. it’s true.” you reach out for his hand, but the blonde playfully shrugs it off.

“don’t touch me. how could you do this to me, huh? i thought we were for life!” atsumu turns away from you, shutting his eyes.

you roll your eyes. you should’ve expected this. in situations like these, there is one sentence that will make him forget everything immediately. “if i kiss you, will you forgive me?”

atsumu snaps his head back to you, and his eyes fly open, allowing you to catch the light that sparkles in them as he smiles widely. he’s so beautiful. “really?!” he exclaims but leaves no room for you to respond before he’s crashing your mouths together for the fourth time. you roll your eyes in disbelief but give into him immediately.

atsumu miya is so annoying, but he’s yours, and you wouldn’t give him up for anyone else in the world.

[slut4msby]

one of 'those'. sakusa kiyoomi x reader (part two.)

+ tags & warnings; part one is not needed to read part two :3

+ a/n; day 4/7!! i thought yall deserved a part two but i also just really wanted to write a part two :3

+ part one.

Ever since you gave birth to your daughter almost two years ago, Kiyoomi had not put her down. He would always tell you it’s because you were constantly working too hard and needed a break, which was the partial truth. In reality Kiyoomi couldn’t get enough of his daughter. She was the happiest baby, constantly giggling and smiling the complete opposite of Sakusa, however her looks were uncanny with her father. The pair was inseparable. When Sakusa would go away for away-games Mei would be in tears until you facetimed Kiyoomi, suddenly her smile which you adored so much was back. If Kiyoomi wasn’t available you would have to put on old matches or interviews containing her father. It made you a little bit jealous that Kiyoomi managed to steal all of your daughter's attention despite the fact you were the one who gave birth to her. 

Today Sakusa was at another away game. He missed his two pretty girls like hell, the same cycle for each game. All he wanted to do was go home and cuddle up to his wife and daughter. This time was different though, with the help of Meian you had planned to surprise Kiyoomi at the match today. Today’s match was important for Sakusa, MSBY Vs. EJP Raijin. A match against his cousin, and former teammate. The perfect match to bring Mei too. You had planned to sit in the stands to not distract Kiyoomi, and surprise him after the match by going down with your pass towards the end of the match.

As you arrived at the stadium with your daughter in hand. She wore a MSBY #15 jersey for her dad that was too big - essentially wearing it as a dress. Her hair was in two pigtails tied with yellow bows that matched her curly black hair. 

“You ready Mei-Mei?” You asked your daughter. To which she eagerly nodded in response, she was Sakusa’s biggest fan.

You and your daughter walked up to your seats, not too far back that Mei couldn’t see but also not too close that your surprise would be given away.

The match started off with Tomas serving for MSBY. The rallies were intense as expected from a division 1 match. As the rotation moved it was now Atsumu’s turn to serve. This piqued Mei’s interest as she looked closer and then back to you, “MAMA LOOK! IT’S UNCLE TSUMU!” Your daughter yelled. You couldn’t help but giggle at your daughter’s excitement. Sakusa hated how Atsumu got your daughter to call him ‘uncle Atsumu’. Your daughter was now watching intensely as Komori failed to receive the ball. “Momo, couldn’t pick it up mama. I don’t think I could either.” Your daughter frowned as Atsumu went in for his second serve, this time Komori was able to receive the ball almost flawlessly making your daughter stare at her actual uncle with admiration. However when EJP went to attack, MSBY perfectly received the ball letting Atsumu set up an attack which he tossed to Sakusa, scoring.

“And that’s MSBY’s #15, Kiyoomi Sakusa!” The commentators added over the speakers.

“Dada! Mama look! It’s dad.” 

“It is dad, Mei-Mei!” You say giving your daughter a tight squeeze, making her giggle. 

As the game was in it’s last set you got up from your seat, grabbing Mei and your belongings heading into the foyer. You walked up to the security showing them your lanyard before walking down to the court. Making sure to stand to the side walking towards their coach, Samson Foster. 

“Ah! I see you guys made it just in time.” Foster said, waving at Mei.

It was now at match point. You stood there intensely watching with Mei as the teams put all their effort into attacking and defending.

“Bokkun!” You heard Atsumu shout.

Bokuto ran up to the net, jumping. Only to get blocked by Suna and Bokuto’s ex-teammate Tatsuki Washio. MSBY’s Libero Shion Inunaki was quick to receive the ball.

“Omi!” Atsumu called, tossing the ball to Kiyoomi.

And Sakusa being Sakusa scored perfectly. “DADA!” Mei shouted towards Kiyoomi, gaining his attention. As his daughter enthusiastically waved at him.

The final whistle blew, gaining screams from the crowd as MSBY celebrated their win. Mei ran over to her dad who turned around at the sound of his daughter's footsteps, picking her up and throwing her in the air before catching her. “I didn’t know you two were going to be here.” He said to his daughter.

“It was mummy’s idea!” 

Kiyoomi couldn’t help but turn to you standing on the side, “Mhm? Well Mummy’s always got brilliant ideas, hey?” Mei eagerly nodded, “how ‘bout you go back to mummy and I’ll come see you two in a second.” He said before kissing his daughter's head, causing her to giggle and run back to you.

The two teams finished their post match traditions before Kiyoomi came over to your side. “Didn’t know you were gonna be here.” He said softly.

“Surprise!” You smiled at him. 

You walked with your daughter and husband towards the exit, “I’m going to get changed, I’ll see you two in a bit.”

“Okay dada!” Mei chimed.

As you and Mei stood waiting for your husband, someone crept behind you grabbing your daughter's shoulders causing her to let out a shriek. 

“Boo!” The voice called out.

You and Mei turned around, to see Komori standing behind you. “Momo!” Mei beamed. 

“Hey Mei-Mei, hey Y/N!” Komori said before picking up Mei giving her a hug, “Did ya like watching me Mei-Mei?”

“Yeah! But I liked watching dada more.” Mei said sternly.

“Of course you did. Your dad has a lot of fans you know. But I think you’re his favourite fan.” 

“Mei-chan!” Bokuto yelled out before him and Hinata ran up to your daughter. “Bo! Shoyo!” Mei said excitedly. 

The group of boys started chatting and playing with Mei as you waited for your husband. 

“Mei~ Your uncle ‘Tsumu is here!” Atsumu called proudly.

“Uncle ‘Tsumu!” 

“Stop making my daughter call you that, Miya.” Kiyoomi stated firmly. Before walking over to you. Kiyoomi was never one for affection but as you two stood there watching your daughter, he had snaked a hand around your waist. “I love you, and I love Mei.” He said, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Mhm? I love you too, Kiyo. But I think Bokuto is trying to steal our daughter.” You giggle. 

This caused Kiyoomi to go into what you called “Serious dad Kiyoomi mode” - very original name. “Hey, bring me my daughter back!” 

“How did I get so lucky?”  You smile to yourself. 

©slut4msby.

[mommypieck]

𑄽୧ size kink with inumaki 𔓘 ᰍ

kinktober day 26: so mean and rough!!!

✿ inumaki toge x reader

✿ warnings: reader bullies toge, creep toge, knife usage, knife play, non con to dub con to ???, dark content, p in v, creampie, inumaki uses his cursed speech to get consent so noncon!!!

Inunaki had an eye on you for a little whine. Always lurking behind something just to see your figure. He was star-struck by you. The main reason he fell in love instantly was your beautiful body.

You were bigger than him. He never thought it would turn him so much, but here you were. And it wasn't just your high even though you were good 20 cm taller than him. He also loved the plush of your stomach. Every time, you would wear a tighter dress, he could see the fabric stretch around your belly. And he's not even talking about your boobs.

"Did you follow me again, creep?" you spit into his face, putting both of your hands next to his head. He knows he should feel scared, but he's so turned on right now, he wants to smirk. He wants to laugh that he finally got this close to you.

"What? Can't you speak?" you heard the rumors about the mute kid who spoke only to get other people to do what he wanted, but you never paid attention to it. After all, he's just a creep who wouldn't stop following you everywhere. At this point, you can't even cross the street without him going in the opposite direction.

"Oh, fuck you. I don't have time to deal with people like you-" You freeze when a knife blade is pressed against your stomach. Your eyes go wide, and before you can say anything, he mutters, "Shut up."

Your mouth locks shut, and as much as you try to speak, no words leave your mouth. You look around for help, but the whole corridor is empty except for the two of you. There's only one thing you can do, run to the door. You sprint away from him, trying to get away before he uses his knife on you.

"stop."

Your body freezes at the stop, and you turn away to see him walking right up to you.

"Lay down."

"I gonna have my way with you now." he smiles down at you, caressing your cheek with the knife blade. He doesn't waste any time taking your boobs in your hands. They feel even bigger and firmer in his hands. He thought you were at least a DD cup, but you might be even bigger. A blade pierces through your shirt, ripping it to shreds. You want to scream at him, but it's for no use.

"Come on, I know you like it," he says and hot feelings spread around your whole body. As much as you were disgusted by him, suddenly his touch feels good. And when you look up at him, he's not that ugly you thought he was.

He sits on your stomach, looking at your boobs as if it was the prettiest art in the whole world. He doesn't even know if he should touch such art. It's great that you aren't wearing a bra so that he has easy access, but he wants to take off your bra next time so he can watch them fall and so that he knows how to unclip the bra.

His whole body feels so small compared to yours. He feels like a kitten that sits on your stomach. inumaki can't help but lay down on your body, kissing your neck. He reaches for your mouth so he can slide his tongue inside of it. It's messy and overall disgusting, and you're sure, he's never done this before… but you feel good. It's probably before that spell he cast on you, but you're not complaining.

He finally gets to your panties, examining how he should cut them. It would be such a waste to cut something as precious as this. After some thinking, he pulls them down your legs, smiling hard when he notices your juices coating them.

He wants to eat you out so badly, he thinks to himself. But his cock screams for attention. He spends so much time with his cock in his fist to waste any more time.

He pulls out his cock, and you moan from the size of it. He's a bit bigger than the others, it's true, and he loves the reaction he got from you.

His fingers swipe through your juices, collecting your juices in his hands. He covers his cock in your juices before slamming inside of you without any warning. You yelp, your fingers digging into his back. He's mean, and he doesn't give you any time to adjust to his length.

His thrusts show that he's pretty inexperienced, maybe even a virgin. That's probably true because nobody wants to get close to him, let alone fuck him. But god, he feels so fucking good. You can't believe you got so wet just for him, even though it's probably him who did something to your body that made you this wet. he abuses your pussy in the best way imaginable, fucking his cock through your hole so godly.

Louder moans espace your mouth when he finally hits your sweet spot. He chuckles, knowing that he finally found it. He focuses on your g spot, hips stuttering right into it. You want to show him how to use his big cock to make you feel even better, but right now, this is enough for you. Slowly but surely, he's bringing you to your orgasm.

You can feel that he's close too. He can't focus on anything else other than your pussy, his cock getting lost inside of you. His hips are unorganized and messy, but it's more than enough to make you cum. Your whole vision goes white as you cum around his cock, shaking under his body.

The unbelievable tightness of your cunt brings him right over the edge too, and he cums inside of you, much to your scream. Finally, now you realize what you let him do. he watches as his cum spills out of your pussy with a satisfied smirk.

"You're the worst," you tell him, still lying on the ground while he dresses.

"I might be, but you can't help but cum just from seeing me," he says, your whole body tensing again as you cum. You can't believe what just happened, how is he able to do that?

"I'm gonna forgive you for your attitude. after all, you love me."

he doesn't seem so bad after all.

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[dira333]

Of Godzilla and the Night Sky - Iwaizumi x reader

Finally done - tagging @shoulmate and @emmyrosee because for some reason Osamu had to play wingman in this one - come get your man

It helps that Miya Osamu is roughly your age. 

“Please,” you say, swallowing around the lump in your throat. “I’m a quick learner!”

He eyes you for a moment. His face does not tell you anything and you suppose you can’t fault him for saying no. You’ve got no experience waiting tables and he’s not exactly looking for an employee.

“You can start tomorrow,” he agrees finally. “Do you have some time to go over everything right now or are you willing to come in earlier tomorrow?”

“I don’t have to be anywhere right now,” you stutter around and he nods, beckons you behind the counter.

This is how it starts. This is how it ends.

You’ve paid off your publisher instead of writing the last novel in your contract.

You’re free but without a job, almost all your savings have gone toward that freedom.

You’ve got no proper training but the almost forgotten two weeks you spent photocopying papers in your father's office when you were fourteen.

Maybe you’ve written too many romance books, have searched for too many signs where there had been none given, but the glowing sign of an Onigiri shop had called you in like a beacon in the stormy sea called life.

-

“Welcome to Onigiri Miya!” You greet with a friendly smile. Atsumu throws an arm around you and pulls you in.

“This is what I was talking about!” He calls out to his brother. “No one wants to see your ugly face when they come in. This is a smile that makes me want to eat.”

“Gross,” Sakusa mutters right behind him but while his mask hides his mouth, you can tell by his eyes that he sends you a smile.

Most of Atsumu’s team comes by at least once a week. High on adrenaline after a win, for team bonding, as Meian calls it, or just to lick their wounds after a particularly nasty loss. They’re not easy, with Atsumu, Hinata and Bokuto all fighting for your attention while Inunaki keeps ribbing and teasing whoever he can get to. But they’re still under your favorite customers and sometimes, when the ruckus dies down a little, Sakusa comes to sit at the bar, mask put away, and asks about your day. You know Osamu thinks he likes you and Atsumu constantly tries to set the two of you up on a date.

But you know better. 

“How’s moving going?” You ask when Sakusa takes a seat at the bar, far away from where the rest of his teammates are trying to drink each other under the table.

Sakusa smiles softly. “It’s going well, thank you. But I’ve come to loathe the feeling of cardboard boxes. It’s disgusting.”

You laugh. “You are very particular in your likes and dislikes, aren’t you?”

He cocks his head to the side as if waiting for something. You sigh. “But you have great taste.” You add and he smiles smugly. 

Ever since you met his girlfriend - and was sworn to secrecy by him right after - he’s come to collect that particular comment almost every time the two of you talk.

“But enough about me,” He eyes the counter for a second before placing his elbows on the surface and leaning in. “How are you doing?”

“I’m doing okay,” you tell him sincerely. “Osamu pays well and I don’t have that many expenses. I keep going like this I should be fine.”

“Hmm,” he eyes you suspiciously. “But you miss writing?”

You tense, throwing a look over his shoulder to check for people listening in. But they are still absorbed in their drinking game.

“I’m not… I miss the rush of it when the story would just… flow out of me. But I don’t have anything to tell right now and I don’t want to sit at my desk for hours staring at an empty document. That’s… That’s worse than cleaning the bathrooms after someone had the spicy Onigiri’s.”

Sakusa pulls a face but he nods, understanding. “I’m sure it will come back. But it’s good that you don’t have to rush anything, right?”

You smile. Yeah. It’s good. Life’s good.

-

“Welcome to Onigiri Miya!” You greet with a smile, hoping against hope that the nervous beating of your heart does not show on your face.

Atsumu reaches you first, slinging an arm around you before bounding off towards their table. There’s Hinata and Bokuto who hug you, Kageyama and Ushijima who nod at you in greeting, before Sakusa winks at you and steps aside to let Iwaizumi greet you.

The smile on his face makes your stomach flip a little but you keep your smile in place.

“Good to see you could come in again,” you tell him. He pulls you into a hug, warm and comforting, his scent washing over you like a wave of fondness. 

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he whispers into your ear before he pulls away again. 

“Come on, Coach!” Atsumu calls from the table, “We’re hungry!”

“Tell your brother then!” Hoshiumi crows right before Suna yells “Samu!” through the restaurant.

“Yeez, I’m here!” Osamu calls out from the kitchen. “And I’m not deaf, have some manners, will ya?!”

Iwaizumi takes his place at the table. It’s no coincidence that you come to stand right next to him to take their orders. It hasn’t been that long since they come in regularly after Friday’s training, Japan Men’s National Volleyball Team taking up most of the available space. It’s no loss in profit to keep the restaurant reserved for their team meetings and you’ve certainly enjoyed yourself ever since the first time Sakusa ventured over, Iwaizumi in tow, to introduce the two of you.

You like him. A lot, actually. There’s a warmth in his eyes that you seems to increase every time he looks at you. His interest in you is calm but sincere, and he remembers even the small things you mention offhandedly - like how you were worried that the plants you own could be poisonous to the kitten you found on the street or how your favorite brand of coffee has been discontinued. You like that he takes things slowly but is never careless about the meaning of his words. You wish, for the first time in forever, that you could write a story that feels like him. 

…

“Can I walk you home?” Iwaizumi asks as the team’s clearing out. You’re disinfecting the table, almost jerking up from surprise.

“I… uh…” You throw a look at Osamu who grins. 

“Go,” he insists. “I can take care of this.”

You live barely fifteen minutes away and while you’ve longed for a shorter distance on particularly rainy days, you loathe the shortness of your walk tonight. Iwaizumi’s warmth seems to seep into you just from walking next to him. His laugh vibrates through the air in a way you can almost see.

“I used to paint doors,” you recall as you walk, not really sure what question of his got you to this answer, “Hoping I’d be able to open them and step into different worlds.”

“Do you like that idea?” He asks, “To step out of this world, to get away?”

“Not necessarily to get away. It’s more like… What’s out there, you know?”

He nods slowly, eyes straight ahead. You wait, trusting the time he takes to think.

“When I was a kid, I used to capture Cicada’s. But I always let them go again. I felt sorry for them, I think, because their life’s so short anyway.”

“But you still caught them.”

“Yeah,” he laughs, rubs his neck awkwardly, “What does that say about you?”

“I don’t know, but… maybe you knew that they did not belong to you, but you still wanted to hold on to them for a moment. Like friends? We don’t own them, they don’t belong to us, but we still wish we could keep them close.”

“That’s a weird analogy,” Iwaizumi teases you and you can’t help but laugh about it. “Yeah, but it’s late, so I’ll blame it on that.”

Your apartment block appears in front of you. You stop, not wanting the time to end. A small white face appears in your living room window, peering down at you. 

“Do you own a ghost?” Iwaizumi asks and you laugh. “No, that’s my kitten. She’s got a black body and a white head, so I named her Onigiri.”

It’s his turn to laugh. “You are quite creative with names. But I guess Onigiri wants you to come inside, so I won’t keep you any longer.”

It’s as awkward as it is not, to stand in front of each other, unsure on how to say goodbye. It’s Iwaizumi. It’s Iwaizumi.

When he hugs you, you wish he would have kissed you but you still sink into his arms like you always do, trying to imprint his warmth into your skin to last you until next Friday.

…

That night you can’t fall asleep.

Around midnight you find yourself in front of your computer, typing away, too tired to really think about the words flowing from your fingertips. But there are cicadas and little boys and doors leading to nowhere and everywhere at all.

-

“Welcome to Onigiri Miya!” You burst out, a little breathless from running. Just seconds ago you’d been helping Myamura in the backroom when the bell over the door alerted you of new customers. Iwaizumi’s grinning and you can feel your own lips pull into a wide smile at his sight, your hands already moving to grasp his. 

“I’ve got something for you!” You tell him before you can back out, glad that he came in alone today, just like you hoped he would. After all, it’s not Friday.

“Really? But I have nothing for you-” He starts, breaking off when you come back. “Is that a book?”

“Yes. Well, a manuscript, you could say. I wanted you to read it first. It’s a little silly and I might not sell it after all, because, you know, the whole thing about Godzilla-”

“You didn’t?!” His voice flips a little, his eyes wide. “You really wrote that silly little thing I mentioned?”

“Not silly at all!” You promise, still beaming. “I’m still working on a title, but I think “My best friend Godzilla” is a strong contender.”

Before you can react, think, feel even, Iwaizumi pulls you into a crushing hug. Your head sinks against his shoulder like it’s an instinct, like your body instantly knows where it belongs. 

You could have stayed there longer, warm and safe in his embrace, if not for Osamu pointedly clearing his throat behind you.

“Oh, shit, sorry,” you pull back, “I was supposed to help Myamura.”

“Are you staying?” Osamu asks Iwaizumi over your head, handy busy as he speaks. Iwaizumi shakes his head and you feel your heart drop a little before he turns back to you with an apologetic smile. 

“I’ll see you on Friday. I’ll try to finish the book until then.”

“Oh, you don’t have-”

“I do.” He leans forward, pressing his lips against your temple in a move bolder than anything else he’s done before. You freeze and when he pulls away, his face is flushed and his voice hoarse as he bids you goodbye.

Osamu’s sending you a look that you pointedly ignore, skipping down the hallway to where Myamura’s waiting for you. Your heart’s somewhere in Iwaizumi’s back pocket, beating as fast as a hummingbirds wing as it follows him wherever he goes.

-

“Closing up?” Iwaizumi’s voice reaches you where you’re currently wiping the tables, exhaustion pulling on your limbs. His voice is soft and filled with warmth and something else you can only hear when he talks to you. 

“What are you doing here?” You ask, surprise evident in your voice. The doors should have been closed already.

“Osamu let me in,” he explains, stepping closer and pulling you into a hug. You sink into the embrace, the way he holds you threatening to put you to sleep.

“What are you doing here, though?” You ask again, trying to fight the exhaustion. “It’s not even Friday yet.”

“I finished the book. I wanted to talk to you about it.”

“Oh?” You pull back, anxiety filling your stomach. Suddenly you’re no longer tired.

His smile sets you at ease. It’s that small smile he gets when he’s proud of something but doesn’t want to boast about it. You’ve seen it happen a lot with the team but never directed at you, never like this.

“Well, I… uh…” You turn around, trying to figure out what else you’ve got to do before you can call it a night.

“You can go home,” Osamu’s voice calls out from the kitchen. “I’ve got it.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m your boss,” he points out, voice much too warm for his choice of words, “Go before I reconsider.”

…

“I never thought I’d get to read a story about a bitter Biologist who befriends Godzilla and learns to love humankind again because of that friendship.”

You laugh. “But you put that idea in my head. Why is it so surprising?” 

“Oh, don’t put this on me!” Iwaizumi puts a hand on his heart as he walks and it looks so much like Atsumu’s usual antics that you can’t help but giggle even as he talks on. “I only said it would be cool to see humans from Godzilla’s point of view. You created everything around it.”

“What was the best part?” You ask, nudging his side with your elbow. “Of the story?”

To your surprise he falls quiet, staring up into the night. You can’t see any stars through the fog of millions of streetlights, but somewhere above you they still exist. You look up as well, hoping to find what he’s looking for, hoping to find some calm when your heart’s still beating much too fast, much too far away. 

“I might butcher it, but I want to quote it.” He starts and your mouth turns dry when he looks at you like that, like he’s found the stars in your eyes instead of the night sky. “I saw the world as black and white before I met you. Too many wrongs and not enough rights, as if the world had turned into a night sky and one has to squint to make out the little shimmering dots of good in the blackness of bad. But you turned the night into morning, black into the soft lavender hues of a sun rising.”

“Hajime,” you breathe out and his lips pull into a smile you’ve never seen before. It’s wide and daring but softer than anything you’ve ever seen before. 

“I love your book,” he says, voice strong and confident now, “Because you put into words what I felt but didn’t know how to explain. And you told me how you felt too.”

“I-I did?”

His hands take yours, his skin warm, his hold strong. There’s something like amusement shimmering in his eyes. 

“Somewhere in the middle of the book you messed up. Our bitter Biologist was suddenly named Hajime. I can believe some coincidences but not this one.”

You swallow thickly. He pulls you forward and you sink into him like it was always meant to be. His lips press against your temple and you wonder, not for the first time, how one step to the left can lead you down the right path all along.

my Kofi if you want to tip me

[yourstarvic]

Summary: Starting a new job is always exciting. Especially with it's taking care of four hungry Jackals. So, here you are, working your way with their crazy antics but at least you get to know who their type is.

Pairing: MSBY Jackals x Manager!reader, no romantic pairs...(yet? Still thinking about it...Maybe do a poll? Let me know what ya'll think)

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“Water,” Hinata dragged his feet to the sidelines where you stood. His voice horse and barely audible. “I need water.”

Humming at the usually bouncy volleyball player, you handed him his water bottle, “Good job out there!”

Hinata didn’t reply back, only desperately accepting the bottle from your hands before chugging his thirst away. With the intense practice set the team played, you understood the desperation of needing to quench his thirst. Looking behind the short spiker, you saw Bokuto behind, lightly jogging to where you had his bottle. Quickly handing it to him, you gave him an encouraging smile, boosting about his spikes that quickly lighten his tired demeanor. 

Rushing back to the side lines, you picked the other two bottles and a towel to hang off your arm.  Rushing back to the court to hand the other two monster their water bottles, you were stopped by Bokuto. With your full attention to him, the two of you went back and forth of ways to better his plays. With you being distracted, you didn’t notice who grabbed a bottle from your hands. That is, until a deep voice asked, “Is that my water, (l/n)?”

“Oh,” stopping your conversation with Bokuto, you looked at Sakusa. Sweat dripping down in face and clinging to his shirt. “Yes this is you-where is it? I just had it?”

Looking at your empty hand, you scrunched your eyebrows in confusion, then looking back to the sidelines where you were to see if you left it there. Only for it to not be there. “Whatcha looking for?”  Atsumu’s voice cut through before chugged down water. 

“I just had-Miya,” You eyed the bottled at Atsumu’s hands. “Where did you get that bottle?”

“Ya gave it to me,” He stated the obvious. “Actually I took it out of you hands, but same thing.”

“Miya,” You gulped, looking at him with worry, “that is Sakusa’s-San bottle…”

“Huh?”

“You stole my bottle?” Sakusa gritted his teeth in a venomous manner. “I drank out of that!”

Inunaki, the libero of the team, choked on his water, coughing a fit as he pointed a finger to the blonde, “You indirectly kissed Omi!”

“You kisses Omi?

“How did he let you kiss him?”

“I thought you had better standards.”

Voice ranged throughout the members, many laughed at the embarrassment redden cheeks that appeared on Atsumu’s face, while the annoying glare Sakusa’s displayed. You couldn’t help but giggle at the antics, switching the bottle from Atsumu’s hands to his actual bottle, you quickly ran off to find an clean bottle or to clean the bottle Atsumu already use to fill, which ever came first.

“Like hell I’ll kiss Omi-Omi,” Atsumu barked at Inuaki. “He ain’t even my type.” 

“So,” Hinata asked, curious as to what his answer would be, “Who would be your type? On the team.”

“Me, obviously,” He stated as he pointed at himself, to which everyone all saw it coming, nodding their head. “But on the team,” Atsumu hummed thoughtfully, thinking all of the members as he glanced through each of them. “Huh, yeah, I guess it would be Omi-omi-Don’t give me that look!”

Sakusa, who’s face shadow and scrunch into disgust, look at the setter. Everyone else all hummed in agreement, looking at Sakusa up and down as they now see the appeal in him. “Really?” Barnes, a wing spiker on the team mused, “Not who I thought it would be.”

“Who ya think it would be?”

Shrugging his shoulders, he merely pointed nudge his head to orange hair spiker, “Probably Hinata?”

“Yeah,” Hinata agreed, pausing as he thought about himself,  “why aren’t I your type?”

“Does it really matter who my type is?” Atsumu blinked at them, taking another swing of his water bottle. Sakusa pursed his lips in annoyance, knowing he could have drank the refreshing water if it wasn’t for the blonde to steal his bottle. 

The captain, Meian, hummed, pointing at him and Sakusa, “You started it when you indirectly kissed Sakusa.”

“Quit brining that up!”

“I just want water.”

“Answer the question Tsumu,” Bokuto laughed, patted Hinata as they both took this opportunity to mess with their setter. “How come Hinata isn’t your type.”

“Yeah Tsumu,” Hinata pouted, “what’s wrong with me.”

Atsumu stared at the two dryly, disliking the turn of the conversation was. With a deep sigh, ATsumu looked away with a far off look, wishing and missing his dear high school friend. “Aran, if you are listening,” Atsumu through to himself. “I’m sorry for everything I have done to annoy you. Please, give me your strength.”

Most of the members talked amongst themselves themselves as they picked who was their type on the team and who they would kiss. Many felt flattered, being someone’s choice whiles other were confused on who would be their type or to kiss.

Rushing back, you went to hand Sakusa the bottle, which he happily thanked you before chugging the cool water down. Walking away the group, you heard a small sliver of the conversation. Confused by it, you walked to the other managers, “What are they talking about?”

“Who on the team is their type,” One replied back, laughing at the boys.

“And who they would kiss,” another answered, bumping her shoulder to you. 

Chucking at their antics, you shook your head. “They do know there’s only one correct choice right?”

“Meian?”

“Always.”

Notes: Sorry for the late update!!! I promise to get better at it! It's not one of my best work buttttt hope ya'll still enjoy it! Promise the next one will be better!

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[sassycheesecake]

MEET AND GREET DAY 5:

#6, Libero Shion Inunaki of the MSBY Black Jackals

The Libero watches as big groups surround his very popular teammates, like Hinata or Atsumu, screeching, giggling and being excited to be able to talk to the star players

Don’t tell Bokuto

All of sudden he wanted to walk into the direction of the players’ locker room when you stopped him

"Hi." You give him a little wave and a shy smile and Inunaki thinks that you must have switched him up with one of the other players

Sure, he has fans of his own but usually they’re kids and not hot and young people like you

You ask him for a picture and an autograph on your jersey which has his number on it

He’s really enjoying the sight of you wearing his last name and number, it’s almost as if you’re married

You’re beautiful and you play volleyball in your college whenever you have spare time as you both start talking together

Funnily enough, Inunaki went to the same college as you before he joined a professional volleyball team and you actually live close by together!

The two of you agreed on having a coffee date together next weekend when Inunaki has some time off

As you both meet up more and more, your friendship begins to grow stronger, more deeper, until Inunaki asked you to be his s/o

A few months later on another game day, Inunaki walks from the locker room into the large stadium when he checks into the VIP section

His eyes immediately caught yours in the family and close friends section and his heart beats even faster, knowing he has a beautiful partner by his side, always cheering him on

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Breaking Through:

Future Mrs. Sakusa

Sakusa Kiyoomi x Fem! Reader (she/her)

Warnings: mild swearing, all fluff

AN: this is an anon request and a sequel to Being Itachiyama’s Manager: Breaking through Sakusa’s Walls. I did change up the request a little from proposing at a game to a more private proposal just because it fit with the scenario a little better 🥰

Well congrats Yn 👏🏻

You’ve made it through your first year as MSBY’s manager

Honestly, your survival wasn’t assured

I mean, just look at the working hazards

*cough* BOKUTO, ATSUMU AND HINATA *cough*

If you don’ constantly hear, “yN i NeEd HeLp” 🙄

But seriously though, acclimating to this team wasn’t your only chore

You were also navigating your relationship with MSBY Spiker, Kiyoomi Sakusa

Now as we all know, you and Sakusa have been dating for quite a while

High school, college and now pro-volleyball

Seriously it’s been almost like 5 years that’s you’ve been hanging onto Sakusa

It hasn’t always been easy

His constant concern for germs and his annoyance of his idiotic teammates were a struggle

You’d gone through some tough times in college and beyond

Dealing with losses of games and a grueling Olympic journey

It was a lot to say the very least but your love and commitment to Kiyoomi held strong 💪🏻

Now Sakusa knew he wasn’t an easy person to deal with

Heck before you came along, Komori was literally the only one who could deal with him

You might have been the opposite of him but you meshed well

You learned to deal with his quirks and his need to cleanliness

He learned to deal with you and your extreme desire to keep Hinata, Bokuto and Atsumu alive 🙄

He knew you were the one a long time ago and he loved/adored you more than anything!

He had long been thinking about the next step but he wanted it to be perfect

He knew you deserved the best and he was going to give it to you

He had been saving up for a ring for a while now and he’d managed to keep it all a secret

Until one day when Meian and his girlfriend announced their engagement during practice

He watched as you became so excited for them, giving them hugs and admiring the ring on her finger

“It’s gorgeous!! Shugo you did such a great job!” You cried as you celebrated for your friends and teammates

Sakusa couldn’t help but imagine how excited you would be for your own engagement to him

He loved the idea how you wearing his ring and eventually his last name

And Sakusa wasn’t the only one to notice your excitement 👀

Because Atsumu had seen it as well and being the little shit he is, he most DEFINITELY was going to bring it up

“Sooooo Omi, when are you gonna put a ring on YN’s finger?” Atsumu asked later in the locker room as the team changed

You were happily cleaning up the gym like you did normally, clueless to the entertainment behind closed doors

“Sumu back off! Don’t pressure him,” Barnes scolded as Sakusa tried to ignore Atsumu

Way easier said than done 🙄

“What? I saw how excited Yn looked when she saw that ring! You can tell she’s itching to get engaged. Come on man, it’s been what, like 5 years with her? Don’t you think it’s time to lock her down?”

An audible sigh filled the locker room as everyone tried hard to ignore Atsumu

Again, easier said than done…

“YN doesn’t care about stuff like that! She’s loved Omi and I’m sure she’d be happy if they never got married,” Shion adds as Atsumu shakes his head

“Whatever you guys say but I know women and women want diamonds!”

“Says the man who can’t lock down a girlfriend to save his life,” Meian interjected at the locker room burst into laughter

Sakusa shut his locker, not making a sound as he made his way to the showers

Unbeknownst to the guys, he’d been thinking about asking you and with your anniversary approaching, he thought it would be perfect

Since he didn’t want the stress and potential cover of his operation to be blown, he asked Komori for help

He wanted to make your engagement perfect

He’d come up with the perfect idea and he made the plans to the T

On your anniversary, he texted you saying he got caught up with volleyball stuff and that Komori would drive you too the restaurant

You agreed because you truly believed Kiyoomi was busy

But when Komori pulled up to Itachiyama’s volleyball gym, you looked at him confused

He just shrugged as you narrowed your eyes and got out of the car

You were wearing a beautiful dress, looking like an absolute dream as you walked to the doors

Getting closer, you noticed a picture on the door

It was a team picture from your second year at Itachiyama when you had first met Kiyoomi

You smiled at the picture, remembering how you first grew attracted to the finicky winged spiker

Opening the door, you saw candles, flowers and what looked to be an aisle lined with photographs

You made your way thought the gym, looking at every picture and reliving every memory

They were all pictures come your relationship with Kiyoomi

Your first date, graduation, first apartment, and first day with MSBY

Your eyes began to well with tears as you relived all the memories

Looking over, you saw Kiyoomi standing at the end, looking extremely handsome in a gorgeous suit

“Kiyoomi, this is beautiful!” You cried as he smiled and wiped your tear away

“That’s not all Yn,” he said, getting on one knee as your eyes widened and your mouth fell open

“YN LN, I’ve known since high school that you were the one for me. You’ve put up with me for years, supported me in everything I do and I couldn’t ask for better life partner. Would you do me the ultimate honor and marry me?” He recited perfectly as you nodded, tears streaming down your eyes as you cried tears of joy

He slipped the beautiful ring on your finger and stood to his full height of 6 FOOT 4 INCHES and kissed you 🥹

Honestly dreams!

You spent the night and weekend celebrating with your new fiancé before venturing back to work Monday morning

Sakusa was actually shocked that you’d somehow managed to keep your engagement a secret

Only your families and of course, Komori knew

But that went all out the window the moment you stepped into the gym

“STEP OUT OF THE WAY LOSERS BECAUSE IM THE FUTURE MRS. KIYOOMI SAKUSA!” You screamed, showing your rock to everyone within your eyesight

Bokuto and Hinata 👉🏻🥹🥹😭😭

Meian, Inunaki, Barnes and Thomas 👉🏻🥳🍾🎉

Atsumu 👉🏻😏

Sakusa 👉🏻 😐🙄

Don’t worry Yn, he’s secretly so happy 🥰

[yuu-kumeii]

You feel as if something is odd. You can't quite put your finger on it, but something is awry. Could it be the breakfast that was waiting for you on the kitchen table? Or maybe the rushed note right next to it with scribbles of hearts and a rushed 'I love you'? But that's just the way your husband is whenever he has to go to work earlier than you. Always making sure he left his mark at the start of your day even if he wasn't there in person. So if that's not the source of your odd feeling, what is?

Could it be the impromptu cafe date he planned? It's plausible, but he said it was because he remembered that you haven't had the chance to sit around in a cafe together with him. So, that crosses it out. It's usual for him to insist on paying for the both of you no matter how hard you try to sneak past him and pay for your share, somehow it always ended up already been paid for. A sneaky husband he is, you'll get him next time.

Already evening and you still haven't shaken off that feeling. But a stroll through a park might help clear your mind. Hand in hand with him, under the thin cover of the orange leaves in autumn. What a lovely couple you are. It's starting to get darker so you start to feel rigid. Your husband always wears a thin coat larger than necessary for this situation, it may not be snowing but an autumn night is not one to underestimate. Open arms stretch towards you, beckoning you into a warm and loving embrace. Surrounded by warmth, you feel him resting his chin on the top of your head. It doesn't mater that you're in a public setting, no one is going to see anything but a loving pair and nor does it matter that your husband might have underestimated the amount of heat his body can emit alone but you won't ruin the moment just this once.

The stars are out and you both are back inside. Changed and content, a movie playing in front of you as a filler for the silence. Laying against his chest, you start to feel tired. All that worry from today must have slipped your mind. But as you start to drift off, a thought to explain your strange feeling sprang into your mind at last.

"Didn't you have work today?"

"Yes, but I went in early so I can spend time with you"

"But you work a full day and you didn't go to work that early today"

"....Well, the day is gone so there is nothing we can do"

HINATA <33, BOKUTO, ATSUMU, Sakusa, OIKAWA <333, Kageyama, Matsukawa, Iwaizumi, Inunaki, Goshiki, KUROO, Akaashi <3 (Hear me out, he will absolutely regret this decision but like he loves you so)

[chaoticevilorange]

Adding onto the hq boys with a Hispanic s/o yes pls msby boys + Osamu thank you omg ajcgjahxhd just thinking abt it got me swinging my feet

Yes yes yesssss I've been thinking about this all dayyyyy, my thirst for Meian came back to life! There is so little info about him and Inunaki, but they are my faves minor characters from the time skip 😍 I swear, reading the manga I was like "I love you underrated man without any background story" and there is like... 25 fanfics about Meian and like 1 of Inunaki 😭 so well... I'm gonna do content about them for myself 🤣

Haikyuu x reader

MSBY Black Jackals + Osamu w/ an Spanic s/o

Part I: feat Meian, Inunaki, Thomas and Osamu

Part II: feat Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata and Sakusa

Meian Shūgo

The hardworking captain meet you by accident, you ran into him and you were so nervous that you apologized in Spanish

And he just asked your phone number right there

He thinks your eyes are so expressive, your hair looks so soft, and your lips, those lips that curved on a shy smile, he wants to taste them

Was love at first sight for him, you actually put him in the friendzone for a while because he is so captured by work that he missed a couple of dates

When he finally got you to date him, he loves to hear you sing in Spanish

His favourite morning routine is doing breakfast with you because sometimes you both make a traditional Japanese breakfast and sometimes is from your country

Blushes hard when you sway your hips against him while sing Spanish on his hear

Inunaki Shion

He meet you on an interview, he's an English speaker so the interview was very easy for you

When he was done he asked for your contact to watch the interview later

But the sneaky libero was actually making an excuse to talk to you again, so after s few months he started to tease you in Japanese and as a payback you did it on Spanish

And he was thrilled! Never knew someone so bold, he enjoys the cultural exchange

When you moved to Japan he was quick to help you out, and that's where he confesses

Now his favourite thing to do is watching you dance while cooking

He asked you to give him a pet name in Spanish, so when you call him "corazón" (heart) he gives you his undivided attention always

Adriah Thomas

He has good boy vibes, look at him, he's an enthusiastic and friendly guy!

He saw you struggling with some papers on your way to talk to the coach and he was quick to help

Told you to not worry, he can speak English, but when the coach called you by your last name he grew curious because doesn't sound like English

So he starts to ask questions and after months leads you to a very healthy relationship

He actually started to learn Spanish in case you decide to take him to your country

Likes when you help him with his Spanish tests and asks for kisses every time he gets a decent score

Totally melts when you praise him on Spanish, he's quick to praise back and call you "bonita" (pretty)

Osamu Miya

You are one of his employees, you and your friend actually, you both came from y/c (your country)

Cultural barrier engaged, since you and your friend are from a country were you say hi before giving a kiss was his favourite thing about you both

But specially from you, because let's be honest, he has a crush on you, he likes to hear you laugh and the way you bump your hips on his while teasing him

So now it's official he makes your country food whenever you feel home sick

He likes to hear you speak Spanish, actually asked you what is your favourite pet name so he can call you that

To be honest this guy googled ingredients and traduced them to Spanish just to call you "calabaza"(pumpkin) "zanahoria"(carrot) or even "Mani"(peanut) when he feels humourous

His favourite thing of your life together is hearing you talk in Spanish, for an unknown reason turns him on

Thanks for reading 🐨✨💖

[hinahaikyuu]

My Baby’s Baby | Chapter 2

Growing up with the twins was an experience, you knew almost everything about them. Including the fact, Atsumu Miya didn’t want a kid, and that was fine. When you got pregnant as close knit friends with benefits, you weren’t going to force him be a dad, but you were surprised when his twin jumped in the moment he got the news.

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This had to have been the most nerve wrecking thing you have ever done. 

You and Atsumu sat on your couch in silence. He had been here for an hour already, and neither of you had said a word or even moved. When you first became friends with benefits you set some ground rules; neither of you would put sex over your work, the sex would not have any impact on your friendship, and third was that neither of you would get in the middle of each others potential love life. But this- this never crossed either of your minds. 

“How far along are you?”

“eight weeks.”

“We’re.. are.. I don’t know-” Atsumu started, looking down at his shoes, “did ya stop your birth control?” 

“No.” you answered, showing him the proof he needed without him asking. He knew you wouldn’t lie to him, but he would appreciate it none the less. “and you’re sure no condoms broke?”

“I’m sure.” He sighed, leaning back. “I don’t want a kid yn, I’m 22 and just became starting setter for MSBY.”

“Technically, you’ll be 23 by the time the baby would be born.” you teased, shrugging your shoulders. “However, I’m not going to make you be a dad. Maybe an uncle? Maybe help me when I need it as a good friend, but I won’t make you be a dad.” 

“Ya know I would do that. I’m not gonna leave ya alone, neither would ma or Samu.” He looked at you, and he could see the fear in your eyes. “You don’t want to get rid of it huh?”

“No..” You held yourself, “I did talk with the doctor a little, and did some research and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared.” 

“Ya body, ya choice. I’m sorry to have done this t’ya.” 

“No Tsumu, I’m sorry this happened to the both of us.” You looked up at Tsumu who was just gawking at you.

“Ya have nothing to be sorry about, ya couldn’t get pregnant if it wasn’t for me. Like we said, we both took the proper measures, it just happened. Besides, if Samu heard ya apologizing to me, he’d beat ma ass again...”

“Again?”

“Yea. He didn’t like that I wasn’t plannin on stickin’ around with ya so he beat my ass yesterday.” the two of you shared a giggle, you didn’t expect Tsumu to abandon you, but- you guessed that was an option. Now you felt sick to your stomach, knowing he was thinking about it. 

The silence was deafening, but the surprise hug that Tsumu gave you could have saved your hearing. It took a moment for you to wrap your arms around him, this isn’t something you thought he would have done. You knew he would be level headed for you, knowing that Kita is a threat should he not be. If he wasn’t scared of Kita, it was his own mother. She loved you after all. 

“Can I talk to you about something else too?” He let go, and you wiped your tears. 

“Yeah, of course.” 

“I met this girl at the cafe the other day, and I’ve invited her to the game on Friday and to go out with us after. Are you okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” You shrugged, “I know this...” you rubbed your belly, “Is pretty complicated but we agreed our arrangement wouldn’t effect future love lives. I can make an appearance on Bo’s hip for one night, he’d be pretty happy.” you laughed, Bokuto always wanted you to go to one of these events as his ‘date’ instead of as Tsumus even if it wasn’t really a date. 

[bokugaos]

thrills.

pairing: msby x f!reader (hinata, atsumu, sakusa, bokuto, meian, barnes, adriah, inunaki)

length: 1.8k

tw — gangbang, slight bondage (beginning), exhibitionism/voyeurism, double penetration in two holes, belly bulge, creampie, facial, overstimulation

a/n: nothing else but porn ;; no plot. at all </33

you’re chained up, hands tied above your head. hinata enters your cage to prepare you—he’s on rotation today—and when he does, he gets a feel of your breasts, the plush flesh that molds nicely beneath his trembling hands.

his hands quickly retracts though, once he hears the door slam open behind him. atsumu walks in and makes his way straight to you, and sakusa is only a few steps behind, shooting the youngest member an impatient look.

the blonde starts kissing you, pulling at your lower lip, teeth clacking wetly as you are effectively woken up. your nipples rub on his chest as you mewl into his mouth. when atsumu manages to pull back, sakusa immediately leans forward to take your nipple into his mouth. your head falls forward, chest jerking at how his lips sink into the soft skin as he sucks.

he swiftly stops any attempt to restrain himself, pulling out his cock to fuck into his fist as he watches how you thrust out your hips to rut against atsumu’s fingers.

he doesn’t even realize when bokuto saunters in, twirling a key in his hand, a bright grin gleaming on his face. 

soon enough, the chains fall with loud clangs on the floor but nobody seems to mind. the next moment, you’re filled to the brim, so fucking full, your hole is stretched wide, to the very limit but fuck it’s just the right side of painful, your aching body already leaving your drowsy mind behind, bucking and desperate for more, just a little more.

bokuto delivers, thick cock in your ass, swelling, catching on your sensitive rim with each slip outwards, and the push back in... hinata knows you must feel like you’re in fucking heaven with the way your face is locked in an obscene look.

atsumu grips at your hips. fingers pressing onto your skin, moans dropping low and eyes lustful behind hooded lids. he fucks into you, hips bucking up to a halt when he feels you squirming, you helplessly flailing around with nowhere to turn to.

hinata doesn’t waste any time and scramble to you, hands back where they were earlier, squeezing your tits and pulling on your nipples, sighing in satisfaction before you feel his hot mouth sucking on it.

you fall apart at all the feelings—compounded—the gaping of your pussy, the ache in your ass, the thick swollen feeling leaving you obscenely open and wet, fuck. and you cum, with atsumu balls deep inside you, your mouth disconnected from sakusa’s for a wide scream, bokuto’s cock relentlessly twitching inside your ass. 

out of the corner of his eyes, you see meian approaching, voicing in disbelief, “already?”

you can’t really process the word, your body and mind feel about as tender as your holes. meian takes one look at the the big warm cocks sliding into you, slick dripping down the insides of your thighs; you really hope he’ll grant you a rest.

“was she even prepped?” he chuckles to others but it feels as if he’s rumbling it against your ear, never motioning for them to stop.

“she is now,” bokuto grunts his quick reply before biting down on your shoulders, cupping his other hand over your jaw and the side of your neck in a tender show of affection.

he does not seem to require any real answer anyway. he is humming low and happy as if they had given him a whole-hearted answer, and starts to move his hand on his cock in a slow twisting motion to the ruined gape of your hole.

you don’t notice when the rest came in. you don’t even notice when atsumu slips out of you. you wouldn’t be able to get a word in even if you had been able to speak. you can barely feel it when bokuto breathes a long, satisfied exhale, breath tickling your ear and the small hairs on your nape. 

his hips are fucking marginally faster now, slapping against your backside. you are vaguely aware of the swell of meian’s cock, but it feels impossibly huge this time when you’re taking their cocks in all your holes. they really must be stretching you out.

meian suddenly grunts and rears his head up, shifting and moving until he is grabbing you by the hips and driving into you so hard that you can’t help but hiccup with every bone rattling thrust.

with bokuto’s hands pressing indents on your thighs and meian’s on your hips, you can’t struggle, their arms keep you tightly contained. meian is moving slowly, but there is no preparation needed; just his tapered, fever hot cock slip-sliding deeper and deeper as he keep nudging his way in until your belly is visibly bulging.

they leave you reeling as you are gasping for breath with every thrust inside your body that has your pussy burning, insides bearing down, squeezing against the intrusion. 

your belly is hot as if meian’s thrusts are filling you with magma, hot and molten. it feels like bokuto’s cock is sliding in impossibly deep and rearranging all your insides, and you are helpless but to accept it.

hinata falls back on his knees, his fist fucking his cock in a pace faster than before, nearly losing everything from the sight of the bulge in your abdomen alone. that your intestines have conformed, if just for the moment.

bokuto comes with a loud grunt, as you feel hot ropes of his cum spurting inside your ass. your head has sunken back some time ago, a weak moan spilling from your throat. you can feel the mess sticky on your lower body. your own and atsumu’s cum practically pushed out of you by meian’s cock.

“such pretty hole,” you hear barnes’ voice as he leans in to nip at your earlobe playfully. he hovers at your rim before slowly easing the head of his dick in, inch by inch.

he is big, easily filling you up, especially with how your hole is already full from bokuto’s tireless endeavor. he has to slide in very slowly until he could feel his stomach pressing up against your ass. he can hear you choke when he hits a spot inside you.

it takes him a little while, but once he gets the hang of a suitable tempo, he begins to move faster, wanting more friction with every grunt and moan. your eyes are clenched shut, away from meian’s intense eyes that proves to fuel his drive as he pounds your pussy.

you’re whimpering as you feel the tension building inside his stomach, crawling through your body and squeezing your lungs as you start to feel your orgasm coming in a huge wave again. meian is moving faster and faster, filthy words leaving his lips to urge you to come again.

your holes feel so raw and sensitive from the abuse; it’s as if your body is on fire as you orgasm again. you can’t feel anything, not even barnes’ faltering behind you, hear his hitched and broken moans. soon enough, you feel warmth filling your insides, layering every inch of your holes. there’s so much cum slipping out of your holes, wetting the floor.

when you come to, your bleary eyes that are trying to refocus, catch the sight of hinata, stroking his own cock then, panting as he thrusts into his fist to reach that climax so he so desperately craves. adriah is on the side, and he bends down to wipe the drool from your face, tucking your hair out of your face. 

hinata comes into your view again, takes his cock and strokes it himself. there are stars of wonder in your eyes as you watch the throbbing red of his cock, the head pulsing with need, before it shoots out strings of white across your pretty face.

inunaki immediately lurches forward, hands easily gliding all over your body with the mixture of sweat and cum. he’s careful not to dip his hands between your thighs first, seeing as your pussy is still humping around nothing in the air. he’ll take his time, seeing as it’s his turn next.

you look tired. disoriented, he supposes. but your lips form an 'o’ when you see sakusa settling next to your face, hand fiercely pumping his cock, brows furrowed in desperation, eyes intense at the sight of your cum-painted face. you try your best to open your mouth wider, sticking your tongue out to get as much of his as possible.

while adriah encourages you in his praises, sakusa groans at how beautiful you look as cum continues to pour out of his cock onto your face.

they won’t let you rest, though.

your tongue is lolling out, chest still heaving in your poor attempt to catch your breath, but you also cannot fight adriah as he nudges his way between your thighs. he ambles closer when he sees your fingers white knuckling against the ground, and he gently brushes his fingertips over the back of your hand as he starts to nudge at your chin until he has access to his throat.

he is as gentle as could be, huge body moving slow, slippery cock sliding against the insides of your thighs to leave cooling smears of pre-cum behind.

and in no time, adriah has got you flipped onto your belly and settles your body above his, his slick helping to guide his long girth into your twitching hole as he fucks up into you, your cheeks pressed against his chest. you’re laying there limp save for the sudden jerks and occasional twitches, your only active thoughts are merely the need and the overwhelming knowledge that there is a warm cock in your pussy that needs to be stuffed and filled.

still, you wince when you feel the another cock pushing against your aching ass yet again. your rim is already raw from fucking; inunaki thinks the cum bokuto and barnes left in there is enough and simply rams into you sloppily.

you want to scream, the pain moving through your body like a heat wave. your thighs are shaking. your insides are protesting. you’re not made to do this marathon fucking, but… 

they all know you’re enjoying this; you’re easily addicted to these thrills after all.

[mrskodzuken]

"...Um, Shion, I was wondering... if you would be willing... To wear the Jackasuke costume this weekend for Children’s Day? ...so, are you up for it?"

for @shinunaki <3

Tried redrawing another old Haikyuu fanart (see below), a scene from Chapter 14: "jackasuke falls flat" of @mooshys's "msby black jackals online!" on AO3, featuring the V-League Division 1 team's libero Inunaki Shion.

tagging @hanayanetwork; also this is the first of two art pieces featuring MSBY Black Jackals' Wan-san :)

Likes are okay, reblogs are nice, reposts and plagiarism stuff are frowned upon 🥰 | ALL WORKS BY MADKITTYBLOSSOM © 2022

[ichigoromi]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 | 𝐌𝐒𝐁𝐘 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 | 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

Part 2 | Part 1 (Here!)

Featuring the older guys, finally! If I did calculate correctly, Meian should be born in 1989, Tomas was born in 1991, and Inunaki in 1992.

So yeah, keep that in mind.

Pairing: Meian Shugo, Inunaki Shion, Adriah Tomas x fem reader! (she/her)

Genre (s): romance, fluff

Warning (s): all of them are either engaged or married!

Enjoy!

Meian Shugo

Recently, you and Meian have moved into your new house after months of house-searching and renovations.

You have been engaged to him for about two years and were slowly planning your wedding, despite your parents' nagging.

Meian absolutely adores you, and his fans are often in awe about how much in love with you.

You two needed to pick up some stuff from Costco, so you two hop onto your car and drives off to the nearest Costco.

It was hard not to lose you in the crowd since the number of times that he lost you in Costco before was quite the amount.

His arm never left your waist as you two go through the list.

When you two are done with the shopping and load all the stuff into the boot.

You decided to mess with him while he went and push the trolley back.

Meian stood in shock as he watched the dark blue SUV driving out of the parking lot with your car plate. Did his own fiancé just leave him at the store? And without his wallet too?

He immediately called you, and you almost burst out laughing even before answering his call.

"Babe! You just left me at the store! Without my wallet too!" You can hear the sheer panic through his voice.

"Huh? Oh my god! I left you at the store? I'm so sorry, baby!" He was flabbergasted by your genuine response. So you did leave him by the store by accident, that was what he thought.

"I'll pick you up! Stay there!" You ended the call before bursting out in fits of giggles.

You were outside a boba shop, with his card, buying drinks for you two, so when you go back to pick him up, he would not be so upset with you.

While waiting for you, he got a message about his card getting charged at a boba shop.

Now, he is getting suspicious about whether did you really just leave him at the store by mistake or just to get boba?

When your car pulls up to the pick-up stand, his cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, and he quickly got into the car.

"Babe, that was not nice. How could you just leave me at the store?" He frowns, and you leaned forward to kiss his lips.

"It was funny! But I won't do it again, I promise!" You giggled and drives out of the parking lot.

"Yeah, that's what you always say. You even bought boba using my card." Meian complains and pokes the straws into both of the drinks.

"That was for last time. You left me at the stadium too." Ah, you were just getting even at him from last time.

"Fine. But, don't pull this prank again." He warned you but were you going to listen to him?

Nope.

Inunaki Shion

You two are destined to be together.

Both of you are well-known for teasing your teammates and being one of the best liberos in the nation.

You played professionally in the States, Russia and then returning back to play in Japan.

Two of you recently have gotten married in a private ceremony with your close friends and family.

Living together was fun, and pranks are a regular part of your daily life.

Today, you two were heading the stores to stock up the fridge, and you offered to drive, and he was grateful for that, not knowing what you were about to do later.

It was a quick trip since you two were pretty quick on your feet, and the queue was short.

Then you two put the stuff in the boot of the car.

He told you to drive to the entrance as he went to return the trolley.

You totally did not do that.

You drove past him and out of the store.

Inunaki stared at the passing car, gaping at it with a flabbergasted expression.

You did not just do that.

He immediately called you.

"HONEY! WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE ME AT THE STORE?!" He screams into his phone, garnering a few nasty looks from the other older ladies shopping there.

You hold your laughter in and calm yourself down.

"I accidentally left you! I'm sorry! I'm coming to get you!" You laughed, and he continues to whines about how you were going to regret this prank.

When you pulled up in front of him, his cheeks were flushed, and he rushed towards the car.

"Oh my god, I'm so embarrassed! How can you do that? I trusted you! No cuddles for a week!" He declared, and you raised a brow at him.

A week without cuddles? Will he survive without you?

"Babe, are you sure you can survive without cuddles? I'll be away next week for my games." Inunaki took offence in that, and now he is determined to prove to you that he can survive without cuddles.

How dare you underestimate him?

---

You stare at him, and he stares back at you.

"What are you doing? That's my shirt." You rolled your eyes at him.

"Shion, you are wearing my pyjamas pants. I need it tomorrow!" He narrowed his eyes at you.

Then you two got into bed, and you turned your back on him, cuddling your bolster. He tried to hide his pained expression, but he was suffering indeed.

His wife is just beside him, and yet he can't cuddle her because of his own words.

You could feel his sad puppy eyes on your back, and then he tugs on your shirt.

"Okay, fine. I can't sleep without cuddling. Can we cuddle? You're leaving for a week, and I need my fill for cuddles before you leave."

Hearing that, you kicked the bolster off the bed and got into his arms. He wrapped his arms around you and pulls you closer to him. You press your cheeks against him and lets out a satisfied sigh.

Just as you were about to fall asleep, he whispered into your ears.

"I do not forgive you about today's prank. Watch your back, honey."

No one gets away with pranking Inunaki Shion, NO ONE.

Adriah Tomas

You two have been married for two years and now, with a baby on the way.

After months of waiting, you two finally can move out of your parents' house and into your new house.

And of course, you two have to stop by the grocery store to pick up the essentials and to stock up the fridge too.

He wanted you to stay at home, but you don't want to be alone at home, so he let you tag along with him.

Everyone at the grocery store was giving you two the stares because they thought you were younger than him, and ya know...

But you hold onto his hand, discreetly showing off your ring on your ring finger.

This older lady was judging you two, and you couldn't take it.

You walked up to her with your growing bump, pulling Adriah along with you.

You told her straight up that he is not older than you, you are two years older than him, and you two got married before you were pregnant.

And after that, you two went on to do your things.

When you two were done, he puts all the purchase in the boot while you got into the driver's seat.

"Honey, I'll push the trolley back. Can you drive to the front to wait for me?" You nod your head, and he went and push the trolley back.

You reversed the car out of the lot and was about to drive to the front, then you were hit with a sudden craving for taiyaki. Instead of driving to the front, you head for the exit and drove to the nearest taiyaki shop.

Adriah just stood there, watching you drive out of the parking without him.

He called your phone, and it was connected to the Bluetooth of the car.

"Babe! You left me at the store! Where are you now?" He asked, and you realised that you just left your husband at the store.

"Oh...I was craving for some taiyaki, so I went and get some. Don't worry, I'll come and get you after I buy them." You reassured him.

"Okay, drive safely. I'll wait here." He ends the call.

So he ended up waiting at the store and met a couple of his fans. They were all curious about why he was waiting by himself, and then he told them about how your sudden craving for taiyaki left him stranded at the store.

After waiting for about 15 minutes, you finally came back to pick him up.

You two switched sides, so he can drive, and you can comfortably enjoy your taiyaki.

"I bought yours too! So we all get a share too!" You pass him one of the taiyaki, and you all enjoyed the taiyaki together on your drive home.

---

Later, the tag 'taiyaki' and 'adriah' started trending on Twitter, with his photo of you nibbling on the taiyaki while watching Disney.

Hehehe, I don't know why I pictured them either being engaged or already married. But I hope you guys enjoyed it! Thank you for reading!

Stay safe and healthy!

With love,

Rosalie🍓