#kiyoko x male reader

[gayfanservice]

Its your favorite Demi here! I absolutely loved how you did the chaos duo poly request and I was wondering if you could do a part two where Kiyoko's brother becomes a manager too. Again I love the idea of over protective older sister Shimizu. Like Imagine they have a practice game/or at a tournament and shy little Y/n went to go and check if the team left something behind and a guy corners him and now you've got not only the chaos duo but big sis coming to the rescue! Also if you ever need any ideas let me know. I'll help anyway I can👍

Part 2s are always welcomed

Ooc Kiyoko whoops :P

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“(Y/N), you’re looking extra lovely today!” The two boys squealed at each other as (Y/N) passed them, laughing at their antics as he hopped down the bus’ stairs. Kiyoko glared at them, dragging (Y/N) away from the duo, their cries echoing throughout the valley, “Shut up!” The captain of the team scolded the two. The breeze flew past the siblings, a content look taking over as they carried the luggage towards the building the team would be staying at for training.

The siblings talked as the rest of the teams found their rooms, bags going in their respectable places, “Oh, I think my bag’s still in the bus.” The older of the two looked through the pile of bags, “I’ll get it,” (Y/N) set down his bags and made his way to the bus, “Thanks, (Y/N),” He hummed as he made his way to the bus.

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“Thank you, bye.” (Y/N) watched as the bus drove away, “Good thing the bus didn’t leave yet, hehe.” He let out a exasperated sigh before making his way back to the building, Kiyoko’s bag hanging on his shoulder. The wind gave a slight chill, neither too cold or unpleasant as he made his way back to the building. The sky was a beautiful shade as the sun began to rise, orange and yellow replacing the darkness.

The walk back to the building was short, nothing worth taking note of as (Y/N) walked back to Karasuno’s quarters, only realizing he had no idea where he was. (Y/N) forgot to ask where the team was heading, and now he was lost. Silly (Y/N).

A boy came into view. (Y/N) was having an internal debate whether he should ask for directions. He decided yes, as he would just become more lost without it. The walk towards this unknown person was dreadful, filled with cold anxiety as he mentally prepared himself to talk. Coming up to the guy, before he could say anything, the stranger leaned on the wall with a smug look, “Hey man, you look a little lost, need a hand?” Nope, nope, nope. (Y/N) did not like him already. “Uh, y-yeah. I’m, uh, with Karasuno and a little lost so…” he trailed off, wishing Kiyoko was there with him. She talked even less than him, but she was definitely better at it.

The stranger’s face faulted, his eyebrows twitched subtly as (Y/N) mentioned Karasuno. “Oh really? What do you do?” (Y/N) adjusted Kiyoko’s bag on his shoulder, eyes looking around for any way out. “Uh, stuff, manager stuff,”

“Oho, a manager?” The guy leaned closer to (Y/N), who stepped back.

“Yeah, do you know where they are?” Please just leave me alone. (Y/N) wished he had just gone the other way. Each second that passes, the stranger gets promoted; now he’s a weirdo. (Y/N) wished anyone from the team would pop out of nowhere and save him from this awkward interaction. The weirdo kept talking to him, not answering his question. “Dude, this is nice and all, but I really gotta find my team, so if I’m just… gonna… go.” (Y/N) slowly stepped away ready to turn around before the weirdo started up again.

“C’mon, man, they can probably wait a few minutes, nothing-” He suddenly stopped talking, his eyes wide as his collar scrunched up.

“Get. Away. From. My brother.” Kiyoko stood behind him, eyes glaring into his soul as she held him in a death grip. The stranger stuttered, a panicked look on his face as he stumbled.

“What? We were, just, uh, we, yeah okay!” The weirdo comically ran away with his metaphorical tail between his legs. Kiyoko hugged (Y/N), “Are you okay? He didn’t do anything to you, did he?” (Y/N) let out a sigh, happy to finally have his sister with him. He shook his head, handing Kiyoko her bag as they walked to wherever the team was.

When they returned, the two (lovable) weirdos immediately ran towards the two. Hearing about what happened, they acted like guard dogs, barking up a storm about how they would of kicked his ass if they’re were there. Kiyoko sighed, (Y/N) snickered, and Daichi was seriously considering kicking them off the team.

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This was mostly focused on Kiyoko cuz she deserves to be seen #kiyokosurpremicy

[ioveaether]

NEW ROMANTICS | social media au

shoyo hinata x male!reader

Synopsis shoyo was never really interested in romance. his head was always filled with volleyball, with how to improve in it and everything. but that all changed when one random day he accidentally bumped into you.

Genre social media au, modern au, uni/college au, coffee shop au, strangers to friends to lovers

Warnings slow updates, everyone is aged up here, male reader, sideships, lots of cursing, gay jokes, kys/kms jokes, mentions of alcohol, suggestive moments/comments, slight nishinoya x oc included lol

Status coming soon!

Taglist open! please ask here to be tagged on every new chapter :)

Characters

one | two

Chapters

tba..

© ioveaether

[wonderoustime]

you: i think i'm falling for you

them: then get up

kageyama (he genuinely blanks out for a second and just heard "fall" with zero context), tsukishima, suna, ushijima (he doesn't know what else to say), kiyoko

[reallyromealone]

haikyuu x m!nezuko!reader? Readers always chewing on bread, giving free headpats and doesn’t talk much. Could be karasunos manager? Everyone loves them and shit (I don’t know how to make requests)😭

Title: the cute manager

Fandom haikyuu!!!

Warnings: male reader, fluff, cute, reader has personality of Nezuko

Notes: none

☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️

(Name) munched on some sweet bread as he watched the practice match, water bottles beside him as Kiyoko and Yachi went over their notes, neither paying the other teen to much mind as you see, (name) was mainly here for moral support and because Daichi was incredibly over protective of his younger brother.

"Oh, thank you (name)" Kiyoko said as the two girls were offered bread by the other, somehow he had an endless supply of sweet bread "he makes it himself in the mornings" was what Daichi said once but this much?

"(Name)? Could you be a dear and refill the water bottles with cold water?" Yachi asked the other who looked excited and determined, nodding with little sparkles around him as he took the container filled with water bottles and darted out "we didn't..tell him where it was yet" oh boy, well hopefully he comes back.

The training camp was huge, the other schools playing or doing their own thing as (name) wandered around trying to find where to fill the water bottles "oh? Is that the younger Sawamura?" (Name) looked over at the voices go see oikawa and kuroo looking at him and (name) set the container down and waved, munching on bread as the two captains wandered to him "long time no see shorty!" Kuroo teased as oikawa mumbled something about stealing him to Aoba joasai but all who knew of his brother knew that it would be a very stupid idea.

After all, who dares take karasunos mascot?

"Still eating bread I see?"

Nod nod

"Where are you off too?" Oikawa asked and (name) pointed his thumb to the bottles and the two nodded.

(Name) was hoisted onto Kuroos back as oikawa held the bottles,(name)s shortness making him easy for lifting and carrying "oh... I'm out of bread..." (Name) mumbled as they got to the water spot kuroo setting him down as the two captains looked curious, rarely did anyone hear (name) speak as kuroo barked out a laugh "of course that's what you worry about!" As kuroo patted his head, the captains helping him with his water bottles before letting him go back to his team where Tanaka whined "(name)! There you are!" The bald teen was on the bench holding ice to his head, whining about needing their precious mascot to help him as (name) wandered to his bag and pulled out two rolls of bread and shoved one on his mouth before giving Tanaka one, patting his head happily.

'fuzzy wuzzy was a bear...' (name) thought jokingly as Tanaka praised him.

(Name) returned to his spot as the team chugged their water and chatted with fukurodani about their plays, (name) listening as Tanaka and Hinata rabled about their plays.

Just a normal day for (name).

[hoejosatoru]

Roster Hopper

Pairings: Fem!Reader x College Au Karasuno players (separately, except for Tsuki & Yamaguchi)

Summary: You make a bet with your best friend and co manager that you can sleep through the entire Karasuno roster, without the team finding out. 

Word Count: 8.4k

Warning: reader having sex with entire team lmfao, maybe reader is slightly manipulative at times? I don’t think so but tagging just incase, oral (fem receiving) in multiple different positions, light spanking, p in v sex in different positions, men whimpering lol, oral (male receiving), fingering, thumb in ass, squirting, spit, sorta voyeurism, threesome (Tsuki and Yams) virginity loss (Yams), semi public sex, brief drinking mention MDNI

A/n: Changed my original idea to just y/n trying to go through the roster bc you plus a friend is a lot and trying to write around the team not finding out would be hard SO here we are. Y/f/n = your friends name. I didn’t want to have to think of a random name. If you don’t have someone you can just slot in Kiyoko or something. I also bolded each players name so if you want to skip to a specific dude, hopefully it is easier to find. Enjoy!

“How long have they been at it?” you asked your friend as you were filling up water bottles for the third time this practice. If you weren’t so used to the sound of volleyballs being smacked around, it would probably have driven you crazy by now. It was your second year as Karasuno University’s volleyball team manager and you loved it. Water bottle fill up runs and all.

“Too long,” your friend replied, “I don’t get where they get the energy from. I’m tired just watching them.”

“Same.” You screwed the last bottle shut. “But the first years are really good. I think we have a shot this year.”

“Oh without a doubt,” y/f/n’s nodded. “And if they keep practicing like this they’ll only get better. They’re pretty cute too, not that is going to help them win games.”

You laughed. “I was waiting for your say something.” Your voice dropped a little, so none of the boys could overhear you. Not that they were really paying attention to either of you at the moment. Volleyball is life and all. “We have a really cute team, don’t you think?”

Your friend nodded and whispered back. “For sure. Who do you think is the cutest?” This is why you were glad you convinced your best friend to manage with you. Nothing passed time like gossiping about boys with a friend.

“Hmm,” you considered, “Kageyama is cute. But you know how I like dark haired guys. Nish too. Never thought I would think a short guy was so hot. Don’t tell him I said that.” You didn’t want to offend him, but you had a sneaking suspicion all he would care about was that you called him hot. Him and Tanaka were a bit girl-crazy. They were the only players that shameless flirted with you and your friend. You liked that about them; it was fun.

“No, for real! I think Asahi has to be the cutest though,” you friend replied. 

You nodded. They were all pretty good looking guys, so you couldn’t argue. “But the real question is, who do you think is the best in bed?”

Your friend took a second to think about it before answering. “Daichi.”

“Really?”

Your friend shrugged. “I mean he’s one of the oldest, so he’s probably got experience. Plus he’s the captain.”

You snorted. “What does being captain of a volleyball have to do with being good in bed?”

Your friend huffed in faux annoyance. “Well it makes sense in my head. Who do you think then?”

“Honestly maybe Nishinoya.”

“I think you just have a crush on him.”

“Shut up. But also Sugawara. It’s the quiet ones you gotta look out for, you know?”

Your friend nodded. “Totally. Maybe we gotta hunt down their past hook ups and do a survey.” You both laughed, drawing the attention of Tanaka.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing!” You both answered in unison, before turning your back to the court to laugh more. As ridiculous as the conversation was, it sparked your curiosity. You couldn’t deny that you'd thought about hooking up with some of the players. You watched them run around and get sweaty for hours everyday, what else were you supposed to think about? You’d never actually done it, though, not wanting to ruin any friendships with the guys. They could be a rowdy bunch, but you did love them dearly. 

That, however, didn’t stop you from hatching a crazy idea. “What if we didn’t need other people to find out.”

Your friend’s eye brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I will do all the research,” you replied. She gave you a look that told you she still didn’t understand what you meant. “I sleep with all of them and then we’ll know who the best.”

Y/f/n looked at you like you were crazy. Which, to be fair, maybe you were. “You can’t be serious. All of them?”

“Well not at the same time,” you replied, like a smart ass. Your friend rolled her eyes. 

“Obviously. But that’s still crazy! There’s so many of them.”

“There’s not that many. Just nine of them. Give me the whole school year and I could do it,” you responded. 

“No way you can,” she replied. 

“Wanna bet?” You challenged.

“Absolutely,” your friend replied, “500 bucks says you can’t sleep through the team by the end of the school year.” Damn 500? But a big challenges calls for big stakes. 

“You're on.” You shook hands. “Now let’s figure out the rules.”

After a little discussion you both agreed that besides the obvious of having to get through the 9 players by the last day of school, they couldn’t find out about what was going on. If you were to tell them about the challenge, some of the players might do it just to help you. You had to get them in bed organically. Additionally, you couldn’t request certain sex acts. You both wanted to know how they tried to please women without any bias. If you started telling them what to do, it would mess with the data. Because this is super scientific, obviously.

Y/f/n allowed you one get out of jail free card if someone found out, but it had to be contained to the one person. If the whole team finds out, game over. You didn't need to provide any proof, but you did have to share your ranking with y/f/n at the end, which you were more than happy to. Any other issues that came up, you both agreed to figure out as needed. Simple enough.

“I’m not even going to bother asking you who you think will be the easiest,” your friend said. Both your eyes floated over to Nishinoya and Tanaka, making you both snicker. “But who do you think will be the hardest?”

“Daichi for sure,” you replied, “Doesn’t seem like he’s a hook up guy, but we’ll see. And Tsuki, just cause he can be a jerk.”

Your friend snickered. “He seems like the type who wants spank girls and make them call him daddy.”

You grinned. “I guess we will find out.”

A week later you were at party hosted at the team house. It was the perfect venue to make your first move. Only the upperclassmen could live in the house, but during parties the whole team plus many others were invited. Tonight’s party was particularly crowded, being that it was still early in the year and most people didn’t have much work to do yet. The crowd would make it easier for you to sneak away unnoticed, even with other teammates around.

You set your sights on Nishinoya first. You figured he’d be easy to get in bed, plus maybe you did have a little crush on him. You were super keen on finding out how he was in bed. Maybe it was because of the drink you had, but you were feeling bold. You decided to take a super straight forward, simple approach with Noya.

“Noya, do you want to have sex with me?” you asked when you managed to pull him to a private corner of the party. You almost laughed at how his eyes bugged out of his head.

“Are you serious? Tanaka didn’t, but you up to this as a joke, did he?” he asked.

“I promise he didn't,” you replied. “Just think you’re cute. Do you wanna?”

Nishinoya thought this was better than his birthday and winning nationals combined. “Fuck yes I do. When?”

You giggled at his enthusiasm. It was so endearing. “Right now?”

God he really was a lucky guy, he thought. “Fuck.” He chugged the rest of his beer for good measure. “Yeah let’s fucking do it.” You looked around to make sure no one was watching, before slipping up the stairs to his room. Luckily, his bedroom was on the second floor, which no one really came to. The parties stay in the basement or on the main floor, so you felt safe now that you made it up unnoticed.

The second he closed the door to his room, you pounced on him. You couldn’t help yourself. To be fair, it was very much a mutual pounce. Nishinoya kissed you eagerly, bordering on desperate, but in the best way. You pulled away, both of you breathing heavy.

“Before we do this, do you mind if this stay between us?” You asked, batting your eyes innocently at him. He was putty in your hands at this point; you knew he would agree to anything to get in your pants. “I don’t want it to be weird if the other guys found out.”

“Of course, I won’t tell anybody,” he nodded. You were back to kissing him, very desperately now. You were still standing by his door, pulling clothing off each other. Instead of wasting two steps to get to the bed, Noya just spun your around and bent you over the dresser right there. He was not a patient man and you were not complaining. 

He slid your underwear odd, cursing. “Fuck you don’t know how much I’ve wanted to do this,” he cursed. You giggled, glad your crush had been reciprocated. Before you could get any words out, Noya was on his knees behind you, burying his face in your pussy. You gasped in surprised as he licked up your arousal, his tongue sliding through your puffy lips. 

“Fuck Noya!” you cried as he sucked on your clit. His hands massaged your thighs and ass, keeping you spread for him. He hummed and groaned into your cunt as he ate you out, clearly enjoying it very much. Much like when he kissed you, it was eager and desperate and so fucking good. It didn’t take long before you were cumming all over his tongue.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he gushed, wiping your release off his face. He dug a condom out of the top dresser drawn, grinning eagerly at you.

“And you’re so fucking good at that,” you replied.

“I’m even better at this,” he replied, sinking his cock into you. Your body arched, surprised by the stretch. Noya’s thrusts were rough and frantic, clearly chasing after his high. He gripped your ass tightly, giving it a few smacks, but nothing too hard. You pressed your body back against him, loving that he wasn’t afraid to go for it. Your fingers scratched along the wood of his dresser as you tried desperately to hold on.

It was no use, though. Within minutes you were moaning his name and cumming on his cock. Noya, who was overjoyed he didn’t bust the second his slid in, let himself go the second he felt your velvety walls clench around him.

“Fuck, y/n, so fucking good.” 

You gave Nishinoya a long thank you kiss before getting dressed. You agreed to go down first and then he’d come down a few minutes later so it wouldn’t be obvious you were together. You left his room grinning. And just like that, one was crossed off the list.

A week later you decided to try your luck again. Tanaka mentioned he was going to check out a frat party and you asked for a ride there, which he happily agreed to. As far as you knew no one else on the team was going to this party, so it would be the perfect opportunity to cross him off the list.

The party sucked; it was way too crowded and the music choices were awful. Not to mention, the house was a mess. It made the volleyball house look spotless in comparison. It worked in your favor, though, as Tanaka was more than happy to take you up on your suggestion to chill in his car.

“Dude I thought frat parties were supposed to be the best,” he said, closing the car door behind him.

“Did you see the bathroom? That shit had to be a biohazard,” you replied. 

Tanaka laughed and nodded. “So gross. Sorry I dragged you here.”

“No worries, I wanted to,” you replied. You gave him a faux shy look. “I just wanted to hangout with you, honestly.”

Tanaka perked up. “Really?”

“Really.” And since being so honest worked the first time, you figure why not just go for it again. “Would it be weird if I said I was trying to get in your pants.”

Tanaka blinked at you, certain he didn’t hear you right. “You wanna get in my pants?”

You laughed and nodded. “Yeah, is that a bad thing?”

He shook his head. “No that’s a good thing! A great thing.” 

“So...” your eyes flicked down to his lap. “Can I?”

“Right now?”

“Why not?” you replied. “We are in a dark spot. Your windows are tinted. No one will see.” You leaned in a little further, letting him peek down your shirt. “It will be fun, don’t you think?”

Tanaka did not need any convincing. Fucking his hot manager in his car? He may have dreamed about this exact scenario. Literally. Tanaka pushed back his seat as far as it would go and helped you climb on top. The way he kissed you was so similar to Noya you had to bite back a laugh.

You wasted no time pulling your top off, which Tanaka was very happy about. His face was in your tits before you could even get your shirt fully off. He sucked at the sensitive skin, flicking your nipples with his tongue. His hands gripped your tits roughly, but not unpleasantly. You rocked your hips against his,  letting out a hum of pleasure. Tanaka was already hard underneath you.

“I could die happy right now,” he mumbled against your tits, making you laugh.

“At least fuck me first,” you replied, half joking. But also half serious because you were on a mission. 

Tanaka took that as instruction. “Shit, I got you.” He pulled his cock out of his pants then cursed. “I don’t have a condom.” 

“Don’t worry, I brought one.” You fished it out of your purse and handed it over.

“Damn you really were trying to get in my pants huh?”

You smiled. “Maybe.” 

Tanaka rolled the condom on, then pushed your skirt up and underwear to the side. He let his tip run through the slick before slowly pressing into you. He hissed a little, feeling your pussy suck him in. Once he was all the way in, you pressed your hands against his chested and rolled your hips. 

“Fuck, just like that,” Tanaka groaned, watching where his cock disappeared inside you. His hands ran along your hips and ass, helping you rock yourself on him. He leaned in, continuing to suck on your tits. The car windows fogged, the small space filled with the sound of your breathless moans and his cock thrusting into your wet pussy.

Tanaka wasn’t one to make the woman do all the work, so he planted his feet on the car floor bucked his hips up to meet yours. The deep spot he hit made your head fall back. “Tana-nngh-” your words were cut off by a cry of pleasure. You creamed around him, setting him over the edge. He spilled into the condom while groaning into your chest.

“Tanaka, can you do something for me?” you asked once you caught your breath. He was still buried inside you.

“I’d do anything you ask me right now, not gonna lie,” He replied. 

You laughed, even though he wasn’t joking. “Don’t tell anyone we hooked up. I just don’t want the other guys judging me, you know?”

“It’s in the vault,” Tanaka replied seriously. “And if you ever want to do that again, please call me.”

Two down, seven to go.

Your next opportunity didn’t come until about a month later. You were alone with Asahi in the library studying for midterms coming up. “I need a break,” Asahi sighed, pushing his books away from him.

There was your opening. “You took the words right out of my mouth,” You replied. “My roommate is away right now. Wanna go back to my dorm and watch a movie?” You gave him a look that hinted that maybe it wasn’t just a movie on your mind.

Asahi blushed. “I-I don’t want to intrude.”

You waved him off. “You won’t be. C’mon it will be fun.” With that, you both packed up your things and headed to your dorm. You told Asahi he could sit on your bed while you set up the movie. He sat on the edge of your bed, looking a little nervous. It made you laugh that such a large, handsome man was easily flustered. “Relax, Asahi, you can lay down if you want.”

You hopped on the bed, laying down in front of him. You were in the spooning position, but not touching. You rectified that by slowing drifting closer to him. When your ass met his front, you wiggled as innocently as you possible could. You could feel Asahi shift nervously, though he unmistakably pressed closer to you. It wasn’t long before you could feel something hard poking at your ass. 

“I can feel that, Asahi,” you teased.

“I’m so sorry y/n, I didn’t mean-”

“Shhh,” you hushed him, “I don’t mind.” You reached back, taking his hand in yours and leading it down into your leggings. “Maybe this will make you feel better.” You guided his hand to your pussy, letting him feel your wetness. He let out a low groan. You took your hand away, letting him touch you how he pleased.

“Do... do you want me to...” Asahi trailed off as he continued to play with your pussy. 

“I think you know what I want, Asahi,” you purred his name. He cursed into your hair, breathing in the sweet scent. He brushed it aside, kissing your neck a little. You titled your head, allowing him better access. Then you got needy, so you craned your head back, allowing you two to kiss. He a gentle kisser, sweet and passionate. His hand slid up your shirt, giving your breasts a few soft squeezes. “Do you have a condom?”

Asahi’s cheeks tinted but he nodded. “In my wallet, yeah.” He fished his wallet out of his back pocket, pulling the little foil out. You wiggled your ass agains him, urging him on. He slipped his cock out of his pants, rolling the condom on. His tip nudged at your aching hole. “You sure?”

“Please.” Asahi slid into you slowly, letting you adjust. His arm wrapped around your waist, holding you to him while he thrusted into you. You arched your back, getting him deeper.

“Y-you feel good,” he mumbled against your neck. You quickly learned that Asahi was not shy about moaning. Hell, he was practically whining as your swirled your hips. He was so close to your ear, the sound giving you goose bumps. It was fucking hot. When he slid his hand down and started rubbing your clit it was your tone to moan.

“Asahi don’t stop,” you said breathlessly. 

“Fuck I think I’m gonna-” His voice broke off in a low groan as you felt his cock twitch inside you. He didn’t stop fucking you even as he came, which pushed you over the edge. A warm rush filled your body as you finished. You finally turned around, giving him a soft peck. “Sorry about that,” he mumbled, embarrassed. 

“Don’t be silly, I really enjoyed it,” you assure him. “But if it’s okay with you, let’s not tell anyone we did this. You know how the guys are. If they found out...”

Asahi nodded in agreement. He definitely didn’t need his teammates knowing he came quick. “I promise I won’t tell.”

A few days later, you were sitting in practice, reflecting on how your strategy to get through the 6 guys left. It was half way through the first semester and you only had 3 done. You weren’t too concerned yet, but you knew you couldn’t keep letting so much time pass between each guy. You were so deep in thought that you didn’t notice Tsukki come up beside you.

“I know what you’re up to.”

You startled, giving him a confused look. “Huh?” 

“You’ve been hooking up with the guys on the team.” It wasn’t a question.

You tried to keep your voice even, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Tsukki rolled his eyes. “Don’t play stupid. I saw you leave the library with Asahi last week. Then earlier in the semester you were sneaking around parties with Noya and Tanaka.”

You raised a brow. “You stalking me or something?”

“We are in the same friend group at a small university, it’s not that hard to put together. If you have half a brain at least,” Tsukki replied. “I just don’t understand why.”

You let out an annoyed sigh. Your back was to the wall, you had to tell him. “It’s for a bet. To see if I can hook up with the entire team by the end of the year.” It felt stupid saying it out loud, especially with Tsukki’s judgmental eyes watching you.

“So why are you hiding it? I’m sure these idiots would be more than happy to sleep with you for whatever reason,” Tsukki replied.

“I can’t it’s part of the rules,” you explained, “So if you tell anybody I’m totally fucked.”

“I’d say you’re already quite fucked,” Tsukki replied with a shit eating grin.

“Haha,” you replied dryly, rolling your eyes. “But seriously, don’t blow this for me.” He went to open his mouth but you cut him off. “And no blow job jokes.” His mouth shut, but you could see the gears turning.

“So you kinda owe me a favor, don’t you?”

“If you’re going to ask me to sleep with you, don’t bother. It’s already a part of the plan unfortunately,” you replied.

“Ouch,” he yawned. “But that’s not what am I asking. At least not exactly. I want a three way with Yamaguchi.”

You were shocked but also not at the request. You knew they were best friends, but they seemed like they would be completely different in bed. “Have you told Yams about me hooking up with the other guys?”

“No, I figured I’d keep my mouth shut until I had more information,” Tsukki replied. “But I’ve been trying to help Yams lose his virginity. This seems like the perfect opportunity.”

“Wow what a selfless friend you are,” you replied sardonically

Tsukki shrugged. “I can admit I want to try a three way for selfish reasons, too. What guy doesn’t.”

“And you think Yams wants to lose his virginity with you there?”

“Yeah, he’ll be less nervous. I promise I won’t tell him or anyone else about your stupid bet if you do this.” You agreed. Although Tsukki was annoying, you couldn’t deny that a 2 for 1 would help a lot. You just had to text your friend to make sure it was within the rules.

Y/f/n: hmm I think as long as neither of them no what it’s for, one three way can be allowed

Y/n: Tsukki knows. that asshole figured it out. I have to use my get out of jail card on him -_-

y/n: but Yams doesn’t know, Tsukki will make up some other story to tell him

y/f/n: As long as Tsukki doesn’t tell Yams and no one else finds out then I think it’s fine. Good luck with that lmao 

A week later you were in Tsukki and Yams’ shared dorm room. They’d pushed their beds together for the occasion, which was honestly quite funny. Tsukki looked almost bored and Yamaguchi looked nervous. Typical. 

One thing led to another and you were on their combined beds kissing Yamaguchi while Tsukki pulled your bottoms off. For his lack of experience, Yams was a good kisser. Definitely a little nervous, but sweet. You went at his pace, twisting your fingers through his hair making his breath catch.

“Watch this, Yamaguchi. You have to get her nice and wet before putting it in,” Tsukki told his friend. His fingers were rough and warm as he dragged them through your lips. He rubbed circles over your clit, making sure his friend knew that spot was very important. His long fingers easily slid inside you, pressing spots that were hard for you to reach. You let out a little gasp, which made him smirk. “Take over for me Yams, you gotta practice.” 

They swapped places, Tsukki slipping his cock out when he reached you. “Suck me off.”

You narrowed your eyes. “A please would be nice.”

Tsukki gave you a fake smile. “Please suck me off.” You didn't bother arguing, taking his cock in your mouth instead. He was annoyingly big. Maybe the biggest you had yet. Asahi may have been thicker, but Tsukki was definitely longer. You used your hand on his base while your lips and tongue focused on his tip. Meanwhile, Yams was getting the hang of fingering you. He copied Tsukki exactly, his whole face and chest flushed at the sight of your wet pussy sucking in his fingers. Your moan vibrated through Tsuki’s dick as he hit a sweet spot. 

“Fuck,” the blond cursed, pulling out of you. He didn’t want to cum just yet. “Move Yams, let me show you how to fuck her.”

Yamaguchi’s face flushed a deeper shade of red. “Okay.” Tsukki spread your legs  open after slipping a condom on. He pressed inside you slowly and you so badly did not what to gratify him with a moan, but you couldn’t help but let one slip.

“Sh-should I put it in her mouth?” Yams asked. 

Tsukki shook his head. “You won’t last. You need to be hard so you can fuck her.” Yams nodded, watching his friend roll his hips into you. “I’ll make her cum so she’ll be nice and sensitive when it’s your turn.” Tsukki rocked his hips against yours, holding your thighs wide open for him. You hated to admit it, but it did feel really good. His cock, like his fingers, hit spots deep inside you. His thrusts were surprisingly heavy for his thinner frame. A damn near devious smily spread across his face as he felt your pussy clenching around him. He rubbed your clit with quick circles, finishing you off.

“Fuck!” you cried, your head falling back on the pillow. Pleasure pulsed through you as Tsukki fucked you through your high. He pulled himself out of you with a hiss, stopping himself from finishing. He wanted to do that in your mouth. 

“Your turn Yams.” Tsukki yanked his friend down between your legs. Yams cock ached as he look at your fucked out expression. He couldn’t believe he was going to lose his virginity to the hot older manager. He said a silent prayer that he didn’t cum the second he put it in. 

You sensed his nerves and comforted him. “Don’t worry, Yams, you’ll do good. Let me.” You took the condom out of his shaking hands and rolled it onto him. He whimpered a little, sensitive to even your touch. “Whenever you’re ready, yeah?”

He nodded, holding your thighs like Tsukki did and slowly pressed inside you. He slid in easily, thanks to Tsukki. He let out a whine feeling your warm, wet walls squeeze him. He tried not to focus to hard on that as he rolled his hips into you. You were extra sensitive, just as Tsukki said, making each movement feel extra good.

“So good, Yamaguchi.” You had no problem encouraging the younger guy. You always thought he was sweet. “Doing so good.” Yams blushed and kept it going. 

“Now, where were we?” Tsukki asked, an obnoxious ring in his voice. You rolled your eyes at him but took his cock back in your mouth without protested. You took him deeper, urged on by how his composure cracked. Your tongue ran along the vein on the underside, making him curse. Yams continued to rut desperately into you, making you moan onto Tsukki. You emphasized the sound both for Yams’ confidences and to break down Tsukki. 

Tsukki used his free hands to play with your tits. He gave your nipples a hard squeeze, sending a jolt of pleasure through you that made you cum again. Yams cried out your name, summing the second your walls pulsed around him. Tsukki’s hips twitched as your lips tightened, spilling into your mouth. Everyone was a panting mess by the end. 

“Thanks, y/n,” Yams said as you finished getting dressed. “And I won’t tell anybody, I swear.” You exchanged a look with Tsukki, who nodded a silent agreement that he would continue to keep his mouth shut. You couldn’t help but smile as you left; you were over halfway done.

You went the rest of that semester without crossing anyone else off the list. You were okay with that, though, since you were still on track. Your next opportunity came during the last week of the winter break. Practice had started again, but not everyone was back to campus yet meaning they were smaller. And meaning  Hinata was more desperate for someone to stay and throw him extra tosses.

“Sure Hinata, I’ll help you out,” you agreed. Everyone else had cleared out of the gym, glad to not be the one Hinata targeted. You tossed him for awhile, admiring the strength of the small first year. He was the biggest wildcard to you. You weren't sure if he was gonna be really good or really bad.

“Ugh, I need to get stronger,” Hinata grumbled after his last spike. It looked plenty strong to you, but it gave you an idea.

“I've heard increasing testosterone can make you stronger,” you replied, tossing up another ball for him.

“Really? How can I do that?” 

“Having is sex is one way.” Hinata dropped out of the air, the ball you tossed bonking him in the head. You laughed at the surprised look on his face.

“Sex?”

“Have you not heard of it?” you teased.

Hinata grumbled, “I have! I just didn’t know it could help like that.”

You shrugged. “That’s just what I’ve heard at least.” You took a step closer to Hinata, looking him in the eye. “We should give it a try.”

Hinata’s eyes widened. “Wait are you serious? Like right now?”

“Yeah! Let’s do it and see if your spike gets better.” You knew he couldn’t resist the offer, which he did not. Hinata practically pounced on you. Have sex with he pretty manager AND improve his spike? Sounds good to him. You were all over each other as you got down to the floor. Clothes flying off as you went. You weren’t sure why you felt so particularly excited, maybe it was the risk of getting  caught. All you knew is that you suddenly wanted Hinata badly. 

Hinata was just as eager with you, his hands all over you. His kisses were a little sloppy with need, but you loved it. Your tongues mixed slid your hands over his toned torso. Hinata bunched up his t shirt and put it under his head like pillow. He hooked his arms around your thighs and pulled you up his body. “Sit on my face?”

How could you say no to that. The second your pussy made contact with his mouth he was all over it. His tongue pressing into your soaked entrance, then his lips sucking your aching clit. You forgot yourself, rocking your hips against his face, though Hinata didn’t mind one bit. He loved how your plush thighs squeezed his face as you chased your high. 

It didn’t take long for it strike you, swift and strong as lightning. You bit down on your lip as your moaned his name, trying to not alert anyone who may be walking outside what was going on in the gym. Hinata lapped up every bit of release before you slid off him. In an instant he had you flipped over, with him now on top. 

“You taste good,” he grinned, his lips shining with your release. You pulled him in for a sloppy kiss, tasting yourself on him. “I think I have a condom in my gym bag, give me a sec.” And he really meant ‘a sec.’ Hinata was back at one top of you in a flash, rolling a condom onto his hard length. You didn’t get how he was so damn fast.

You both let out content sighs as Hinata pressed into you. Hinata fucked you hard and fast. He just couldn’t hold himself back when he felt your velvety walls wrapped around him. You were not surprised by his energy in the slightest, but you were surprised by his strength.

“Nngh- Hinata! Right there,” you moaned. You wrapped your legs around him, keeping him close to you. With just a few more heavy thrusts, your orgasm was milking his cock. Hinata’s head fell back while he filled the condom with his release. A mixture of a moan and a whine slipped from his parted lips. 

When you were both redressed, Hinata was already asking for a toss to see if worked. You couldn't help but laugh. Only Hinata would be thinking about volleyball after sex. You indulged him, tossing the ball, which he rocketed over the net.

“Holy shit! You were right y/n, that was so much better!’” Hinata beamed.

“I knew you could do it!” you replied, “But can I ask you not to tell anyone we just did that. If the other players found out, they may pester me to help them like that too.” Hinata agreed, happy to have his only little secret weapon for better spikes. 

6 down, 3 left.

A week or so later, Hinata and Kageyama were bickering in practice, as they do. However, Kageyama seemed more annoyed than usual, so you decided to check in with him after practice to make sure everything was okay.

“Oh, yeah Hinata’s just been... particularly annoying,” he replied, seeming oddly nervous. Or maybe uncomfortable.

“Particularly? What do you mean?”

Kageyama shifted. “Well, he's been bragging about hooking up with this girl...” You stiffened, wondering if Hinata spilled the beans.

“What about it?” you asked, trying to keep your voice even.

“I thought he was bull shitting at first because he wouldn’t tell me who it was. But then he started going into a gross amount of detail and I knew he wasn’t lying.” You let out a sigh of relief, which Kageyama misread. “I’m sorry that was probably weird to share.”

You shook your head. “Not at all. Why does it bother you so much, though?”

Kageyama blushed a little. “Well, it’s kinda of embarrassing, but Hinata and I compete about everything. He’s hooked up with 4 girls this year and I’ve only 3.  I guess it’s kinda fucked up to compete over that.” No more fucked up then your own competition, you thought.

“Not at all,” you assured him, “Friends do shit like that all the time. I’m sure those girls would have hooked up with you both either way.” In your case with Hinata, you knew it was true. They were nice, good looking guys, who wouldn't want to? “Why don’t you tell Hinata you hooked up with someone else.”

“Lying would be so lame. If he realized, I’d never live it down,” Kageyama replied.

“Who said you had to lie?”

Kageyama’s brows furrowed then raised when he realized what you mean. “Are you saying...”

“I’m saying, we hook up and then you can tell Hinata you’re back to being tied without lying,” you finished for him. “We don’t have to tell anyone either. Hinata not telling you is the perfect excuse to not tell him. He won’t have to know it was a favor.”

“Seriously? Are you sure y/n? I didn’t tell you to make you feel like you had to,” Kageyama replied. He was trying to be polite but you could tell the wheels were already spinning in his head.

“I’m sure. I’d do it even if it wasn’t for a favor.” Kageyama blushed. 

“Thank you so much.” No, thank you, you thought.

And so a few days later you found yourself in Kageyama’s dorm, sitting on his lap with your back pressed to his front. An interesting request, but you didn’t deny it. And now you were very glad you didn’t

“Fuck Kageya- oh,” your voice was a strangled moan as he played with your pussy. His calloused fingers moved expertly over your most sensitive spots. You felt almost like his opponent. You could tell he was observing you closely, noting every spot that made you tick. The whines that escaped your lips meant he found the perfect pressure to rub your aching clit. Your hips bucking showed him the sweet spot inside you that drove you crazy.

“You like that?” it was more of a statement than a question, really. He knew you loved it. All you could do was nod. Kageyama had both of his arms wrapped around you from behind. His middle two fingers on one hand plunged into your pussy, pressing your g spot. The other hand rolling your clit, driving you crazy. 

If it didn’t feel so good, you’d almost be embarrassed at how fast you came. Kageyama felt it immediately, letting you fuck yourself on his fingers. You ground against him, his erection pressing into your ass. It made you both desperate for more.

“Need you,” you gasped, reaching back to give him a squeeze through his pants. Kageyama groaned deliciously before pulling his sweats down just enough to free himself. He was riding high from just making you cum and couldn’t wait to feel your walls squeezing him. After he rolled the condom on, he angled your hips back so he could slide in. 

“Fuck,” he hissed. Even better than he imagined. You couldn’t help but immediately start rolling your hips. Kageyama sat back a moment, watching you fuck yourself on his cock. He squeezed your hips and ass, keeping your rhythm steady as you rocked your hips. 

He spread your ass a little, a gasp escaping your lips as you feel him spit on you. You did not expect that from Kageyama. His thumb circled the tight rim of your ass before pressing inside.

You cried out something incoherent as the pleasure you felt heightened. Each roll of your hips felt extra intense, now that he occupied both holes. As if that wasn’t enough, Kageyama reached forward to toy with your clit again. Your body surged with pleasure as you squeezed around his cock and thumb. Even as your orgasm hit, the pleasure didn’t subside. If anything it was build and -

“Oh god,” you whine as a gush of release left you. The composure Kageyama had been holding crumbled at the sight. He groaned, burying his face in your neck as he came. Even lost in his own pleasure, he never faltered, letting you ride out your high completely. You didn’t move from his lap when you finished, not trusting your legs to hold you. “Holy shit Kageyama,” was all you could manage.

“Was that good?” This time the question sounded genuine. You almost laughed, as it sounded like how he asked the spikers if they liked his set.

“Very good.”

Two to go.

You debated saying fuck the whole competition and going back to Kageyama for seconds. It wasn’t against the rules, technically, but your competitive spirit kept you from straying from the goal. Besides you really wanted that $500. Still, you hadn’t pursued either Sugawara or Daichi yet, knowing you’d have to be careful with them. They weren't as easily... won over as the others. Little did you know, Sugawara had his sights set on you, 

“Hey, y/n, need any help?” he asked. You were in the team’s storage room, taking account of all the equipment. It was part of your job to make sure everything was in good shape and put in orders for more as needed. Normally, your friend and co-manager helped you with the task, but she was sick, leaving it to you.

“That would be great, if you don’t mind,” you replied. Sugawara joined in organizing and taking stock of everything. The two of you chatted easily as you worked. Sugawara was one of your favorite players on the team. He was incredible kind and you appreciated his sense of humor.

“Hey, y/n, have you ever had like a bucket list? Or something like that?” Sugawara asked. 

“Sure there’s a list of things I’d like to do,” you replied. “Why do you ask?”

“Well... I’ve always thought it would be fun to hook up with someone in the team room. I guess that makes me a stereotypical jock, huh?” 

You laughed. “Oh? So did you only offer to help in hopes of getting laid?”

“No I swear, I didn’t,” he laughed, “But this does look pretty bad now.” 

“It’s all good,” you replied, “I’d be happy to help.” If only he knew how much he was help you.

Suga smiled. “I promise I’ll make it worth it.” He pressed you agains the wall, gently, and kissed you. You welcomed his soft, warm lips. His kiss was sweet and soft, but there was a hunger behind it that made your stomach flip. The next thing you knew, Suga was on his knees.

“Can I?” his warm, brow eyes looking up at you pleadingly. You nodded and he hooked his fingers into your leggings sliding them off you. Suga put one leg over his shoulder, placing a soft kisses on your inner thigh. Once he’d teased you enough, he went for your pussy. He had a gentler approach, almost like making out with your cunt, but it still drove you wild.

“Suga,” you let out a content sigh. Your hands tangled in his hair, pushing him further into you. Suga hummed approvingly, loving the pretty noises you made. Your leg went weak as Suga sucked on your clit, but his grip kept your firmly upright.

“Cum for me, pretty,” Suga murmured. With the flick of his tongue you did just that. Breathless moans fell from your lips as a warm surge of pleasure filled you.  The second you finished you were pulling Suga up to kiss. You tasted yourself on his lips, kissing him deeply. Your hands went to his shorts, pulling at them. Suga chuckled at you. “Lemme.” 

He pulled a condom out of his pocket before slipping his cock out. You hugged him tightly as he pushed into you. Suga rocked into you slowly at first. You kissed his neck, murmuring how good it felt. Suga hooked his hand under your knee, pressing it up so he can get deeper. The angle urged a moan from you that made his cock ache. “Feel good?”

“Yes,” you gasped into his neck. You dug your nails into him as you reached the limits of your sensitivity. He continued as he felt your pussy tightening around him. He was panting and moaning in your ear, a sound you could only describe as pretty.

“That’s it let go for me,” he urged. You couldn't help but comply, your body going slack as your second orgasm washed over you. Sugawara sounded even prettier when he was cumming. His hips stuttered as he released, holding you close. You held each other as you caught your breath.

“This will stay between us, right?” you asked.

Suga smiled. “It will be our little secret.”

Just one left.

It was spring break and the end of the school year was on the horizon. You had a lot of big assignments due at the end of the year, opting to stay on campus to get them done. You found out Daichi was doing the same, leaving him alone at the team house for a week. You knew this was probably your only shot.

You offered to work with him so he wouldn’t be alone at the house, which he happily accepted. You spent the days being each others moral support getting through your tough assignments and insuring the other person took breaks. It did help a lot, Daichi was good at keeping you on task and you were good at helping him not over stress himself. It was the last night of break and you both finally finished your assignments. The relief was palpable, but so was the tension. You got the sense that Daichi was flirting with you at times, but he was hard to read. You were anxious to finally finish your other assignment. You knew if it didn’t happen now, it probably wouldn’t at all. 

“So how should we celebrate?” you asked. You were sitting on this counter, swinging your legs idly. 

Daichi looked at you, catching something suggestive in your voice. “Sounds like you have an idea.” He held your gaze in a way that felt like an invitation.

“Well, I have been thinking about something...” you trailed off, smirking a little.

Daichi stepped closer to you. “Oh? And what is that?” 

You leaned forward slightly, which drew Daichi closer to you. “Might be easier to show you.”

“I hope you do.” He was standing between your leg then. There was only another beat of tense silence before you pulled him in. He gripped your hips, kissing you deeply. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting Daichi control the kiss. “Wrap your legs around me.” When you did, Daichi lifted you off the counter.

He carried you to the bedroom, placing you gently on the bed. You continued to kiss as clothing came off. Daichi slipped his fingers between your legs, sliding them into your pussy. He pumped them into you, stretching your pussy and making it slick. “You want more?” he asked against your lips. 

You nodded and he pulled a condom out of his bedside table. He put it on positioned himself between your legs. Daichi was really thick, maybe thicker than Asahi. Even with him fingering you, it was a stretch. “Fuck you’re tight,” he groaned as he bottomed out. He kissed and sucked your tits as he snapped his hips against yours. Once you got used to it, the stretch felt good. Your hips bucked up to meet his, pressing him deeper inside you

“S’big,” you whimpered. Daichi pressed on your lower stomach, heightening the sensation of him inside you. His thumb went down to your clit, rubbing circles over it. Your back arched of the bed as a surge of pleasure seized you. Not just pleasure, pleasure and triumph. Your orgasm was heightened with the satisfaction of winning the bet. 

Daichi fucked you through your orgasm until his own took him over. He groaned into your, slowing his thrusts to enjoy every last moment.  He pulled out when you both finished, rolling over on the bed next to you. “Well I am significantly less stressed now.”

You laughed. “Same.” He had not idea how much stress he just took off your plate. “Would it be okay if we didn’t tell anyone, though? The guys on the team are kinda immature. If they found out...” You let him fill in the blanks of his teammates finding out he hooked up with the manager. He absolutely did not want that mess to happen.

“Absolutely. It stays between us.” 

Success.

A few days later you sat with your friend in your dorm filling her in and counting your cash. “I still can’t believe you did it.”

“I know, honestly I’m impressed with myself.”

“Okay but I have to know, how did they do?” You friend has asked you for details along the way, but you insisted on saving it for the end. 

“Let me preface this by saying they were all good, and I would hook up with any of them again,” you stated. You explained that Yams was last, mostly just because of his inexperience. You would, however, not mind being with him again one on one and really rocking his world. 

“You’re gonna scare the poor guy,” your friend commented.

You grinned, “I think he’d like it. Anyways...” In a surprising turn of events, Daichi was next.

“No way.”

“Yeah I mean it wasn’t bad, but he needs to do more foreplay,” you explained.

“Fair enough.” 

Next way Asahi, another surprisingly low 3rd year. You explained that he lost points for cumming quick, but the way he whimpered and moaned was hot so you couldn’t be that mad about it. Next came Tsuki, who you wished could be lower, but alas it was good. 

“And his dick was really big. Like the biggest on the team.”

Your friend laughed. “No wonder he’s so cocky.” 

Tanaka was next. A solid fuck, no complaints.

“He is super into boobs.”

Your friend rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I think anyone who’s ever met him coulda told you that.” 

Next was Suga. “He’s just like... so sweet dude. It was almost kinda romantic.”

“You really need to go on more real dates if you think fucking in the team storage closet is romantic.”

You laughed, “I swear it was! He was best of the third years by far.”

Next was Hinata. “You did WHAT in the gym?” your friend questioned.

“Yeah, I know, I know. Kinda crazy.”

“Very crazy. But please go on.”

“Unsurprisingly, he had tons of energy. But I was surprised by how good he was. I should’ve known better than to underestimate him.”

Next was Nishinoya. “He was so good. And so eager. I just know he’d be super fun in bed the more you get with him.”

“You sure it’s not your crush talking?”

“Shut up. This is all totally objective scientific work.”

“Wait... so does that mean... Kageyama?”

“Yes!” You told her about how he took you by surprise. That he was amazing with his hands and knew exactly how to work you up. And that he made you squirt.

“No fucking way.” 

“Believe me, I was shocked too.” 

You spent the rest of the night gossiping over the experiences and who you wanted to have a round 2 with.

A/n: this was kinda a convoluted idea and I didn’t really know how to end its lmao. But hope you enjoyed tysm for reading<3

[malereadermaniac]

Fever ~ Ukai x male reader

Your husband takes care of you while you're ill, in more ways than one (Fluff & Smut) - Top!Ukai x Bottom!Reader word count: 1.6k Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI

"Why d'you think coach left halfway through practice?" Shoyo looked up at Daichi as he questioned the taller man

"Not a clue... but he looked real worried, and he left in a hurry, I guess" Daichi responds, a quizzical look on his face

"Are you on about coach Ukai? Kiyoko told me that he had to leave to be with his husband. She was with him when he got the text that his husband was sent home with a fever" Yaichi says with a small smile as she makes her way into the conversation

"Really?? How bad is it?" Daichi says

"Really?? HUSBAND??" Shoyo says unanimously

"What? You didn't know? Coach never shuts up about 'the love of his life'" daichi says in a funny voice, mocking Keishin

The highschoolers laugh about at their conversation - in contrast to their coach, who had just arrived home in a slightly worried state

The disheveled blonde barely took the time to remove his shoes, kicking them off in random directions as he darts towards your shared bedroom

He finds you in bed, completely covered in blankets and still shivering while visibly sweating and bright red

"Oh babe... you should of just told me you weren't feeling too good" Keishin coos at you, feeling bad that he let you go to work - you'd even packed his lunch for him

"Nggghh... I didn't feel this bad this morning though..." you whine, visibly uncomfortable from your cold

Ukai continues to baby you as he sets out on his plan of action

You'd think the man was running the navy at how seriously he was taking his caring for you

The muscular, older man had opened a window slightly to air the room out, brought you cold, wet towels, gently placing them on your forehead as he stroked your face lovingly

Ukai brewed you a quick soup and kneeled down next to you in bed, sitting you up slightly and feeding you the warm liquid

It was moments like these that reminded you of the many reasons you loved your husband to death and back

Ukai was so caring, he didn't mind looking after you, he even enjoyed it

You could see it in the blonde's eyes, the love and compassion he felt strongly for you - He's such a cute hunk of a man

After spending most of the afternoon looking after you, Ukai finally took a little break, changing out of his work clothes into a tank and some grey sweatpants

But just as he sat down for a quick second, Keishin heard you calling for him

However, he could tell from the tone of your voice that you weren't calling him due to your cold...

And his suspicions got confirmed once Ukai caressed your cheek asking "what's up, baby?" - and you responded by biting your lip and looking up at your husband with a look he knows all to well, grabbing his arm gently with your boiling hand

It makes sense for you to be horny in this moment, work stress and the cold coming onto you had made you not want to engage in sex with Ukai

Now that you had a moment to relax, that pent up sexual frustration had caught up to you...

"Heh... baby you can barely stand up, we're not fuckin'" Keishin chuckles at you, pouting slightly

"Ughh pleassseeeee~ Keishin I need you... I need your big dick in me right now! I wanna feel you~" you practically beg your husband to fuck your guts up

And Keishin can only deny the best feeling he's ever felt (fucking you to high heaven) so much

And whats even better is that because of Ukai's caring nature, the blonde won't allow you to put in any effort due to your fever

Hey, you're not complaining!

In a matter of seconds, your clothes are discarded to the floor along with your muscular husband's tank top - his muscles on full display for your hazy, tired eyes to oggle at

You lie on the bed, breathing slightly heavily as your body is slightly flushed and sweating - Ukai touching you as gently as he can as he bends down over you and goes in to kiss you

You sum up all of your strength and effort you have left for the day to block your mouth before Ukai can kiss you

The now horny man moves away and gives you a confused look

"You shouldn't kiss me, I'll get you sick..." you say with a sad smile, moving your hand to your husband's broad shoulder and toned chest

Ukai smiles sadly and chuckles, moving his mouth to your boiling body instead

"Doesn't mean I can't kiss your sexy body~" Keishin mumbles, making you chuckle as the sensation of your husband's lips on your overly sensitive body (due to your cold) makes your dick go rock solid instantly

Ukai's lips somehow feel cold on your body - the heat of your body fucking up your sense of temperature

By the time the blonde had reached you desperate dick, Ukai's fingers were already covered in his spit and prodding at your hole

Your lazy moans bounced around the room as Ukai licked and sucked your cock as he fingered your hole - his long, masculine digits pushing against your prostate with every move

"Shit babe, your ass is fuckin' warm, my fingers are melting~" Ukai mumbles against your dick, grinding his own against the bed - excited by the thought of getting his dick inside of your oven of an asshole

After what felt like hours, Keishin finally removes his fingers from your now loosened up entrance

Resisting the urge to kiss you, Ukai instead kisses your forehead and then gives you a warm smile as he moves one of your legs onto his strong shoulder

You take a deep breath as you wait for Ukai to start pushing in

Your moans increased tenfold, your cold making you much more sensitive - Ukai's moans joined yours, your hole tightening around his thick cock making your husband feel euphoric

Once Ukai had bottomed out, the man hovered over you, letting out a shaky sigh as his muscular arms held him up - positioned on either side of your head

"F-fuck babe...! You're boiling my dick like a 7-11 hotdog! Heh heh..."

Your fever was really serving a purpose in this moment, the heat of your tight walls already pushing Ukai near the edge of his orgasm

With Ukai breathing heavily above you, waiting for you to adjust to him as he tries his hardest not to cum

After a couple of moments, you weakly bring your hot arms around your husband's muscular neck and shoulders

"Haaa... can you start moving? Please, Keishin?~" you plead, squirming around under your husband from the uncomfortable fever and also your horny desperation

Ukai chuckles from above you, mumbling a curse word as he starts to gyrate his hips

The blonde's muscular body was starting to sweat, completely covering you, his groans and moans echoing in the room as his body rocked against yours

You joined Keishin in a harmony of moans, whines spewing out of your mouth from Ukai's veiny, long dick pounding into your prostate - rubbing his cock against your gummy walls, stimulating you both to the brink of orgasm

As Ukai keeps his thrusts going at a steady pace, one slightly slower than usual to make room for your weaker state

"Fuuuuck baby~ So good fa' me... So fuckin' warm" Keishin moans above you, moving his head down to the crook of your neck and kissing and biting at it

You lazily move your hips in tempo with Ukai's, eagerly anticipating the orgasm you so desperately crave for

As your husband's sweat makes his blonde hair stick to his forehead, his pace starts to become uneven - his rhythm disrupted by the oncoming pleasure of his incoming climax

Your moans of Keishin's name increased in volume gradually until your voice came to a halt - unable to resort to anything else, you just silent scream in pleasure

Ukai's hips come to a halt, his heavy balls slapping against your plush ass, his fat cock buried inside of you - stuffing your ass fully

"GAHH! Fuuuuuck, (y/n)... shit, babe!" Ukai moans loudly from above you, filling your hole with his thick cum

As Keishin stuffs your guts with his seed, your own dick spasms and spurts out long strings of white cum up your body and even covering Keishin's abs

Your muscles tense to such an overstimulating extent due to your cold, your moans start to fall of deaf ears as you writhe and whine and moan is immense pleasure

After getting yourselves together, Ukai and you stay in your previous positions, recuperating your breaths as you relax your muscles

Keishin chuckles and pats your cheek, snapping you out of your little come down

"Heh... thanks, pretty boy - I needed that" Ukai says with a soft smile

" Hmhm... yeah... I did too, thanks, sexy~" you chuckle, your voice nasaly from your cold

As Ukai carries you bridal style to the tub, he kisses your head, taking in the scent that he dreams about

After washing up together and getting into a pair of fresh clothes, Ukai sets you on the couch in front of the TV as he changes your sheets - the linen currently stained with your sweat and both yours and Ukai's cum

The rest of the day was spent cuddling, Keishin taking care of your every need - which, of course, meant taking care of any sexual needs that reared their beautiful heads

[takes1]

p.2 bratty tsukishima x manager!reader enemies to lovers

warnings. nsfw. m!masturbation at the end. midterms mentioned. minors DNI content. misinterpretation of emotions. tsukki not knowing how to handle a crush. enemies to lovers. or maybe enemies with benefits, i haven't decided yet. manager!reader. tsukki being so incredibly horny. tsukki not understanding facial expressions. sexual frustration. male masturbation + implied previous. kiyoko being a friend. yachi being a friend. 1.7k words notes. 3 more parts planned! ask to be added to the taglist if you don't want to miss one! links. PART ONE HERE. PART THREE . PART FOUR. FINAL PART. masterlist for mha. my ao3. masterlist for haikyuu

Despite your iced latte being mostly just water by now, you still sucked it down in desperation to get every ounce of caffeine you could. Midterms were just around the corner and one of your most difficult classes involved writing a 10-page scientific paper.

You had the whole semester to do it, so the dread you felt now was the amalgamation of months' worth of opportunity that you could've and should've used to work on it.

Thankfully, you didn't have to churn the majority of this thing out alone.

"What the hell does ameliorate mean." Kiyoko asked, though her soft frustration was starting to sound more like a statement now.

Yachi took every opportunity she could to stop doing her work, including this one. For her, there was less pressure to do perfectly on her finals since she had another two years to get those top marks.

She scanned her laptop screen for a moment, lips perched on the lid of her strawberry refresher: "Ameliorate means... To... make something bad or unsatisfactory better."

Kiyoko muttered something about how it still didn't make sense. Of course it wouldn't- she was taking an organic chemistry course.

The plan as it stood now was to rot in this spot all day until hunger moved you, so you all made an event out of it by putting on something cute, grabbing some coffees and pastries from a cafe nearby, and settling into this local library.

It wasn't planned, but you all simultaneously chose to wear skirts and cute summer tops. The mutual reaction of humor helped ease the pain of having to study all day. Suffering together was preferable to suffering alone.

The chance finally came again to stretch your legs and find another vaguely relevant reference to add to your bibliography.

With a rewarding, careful stretch, you rose out of your chair and took your time walking up and down the aisles to find something to support the fifth theory you'd written about so far.

Midterms were one stressor, but you weren't afforded the privilege of having tunnel vision over it.

Qualifiers were just around the corner, and you had the Tokyo training camp to prepare a load of equipment and personnel logs for.

As you selected a thick novel from a shelf above your head, you let out a small sigh.

The front matter described a concept you could start to look into and fluff up to your liking for the paper. Your mind fell back to the team, and how you wanted to do well on these exams so you'd have less to worry about going to Tokyo.

The side of your face was growing warm, probably from the East-facing window to your left, so you raised the back of a cold hand to cool yourself down.

You were just deciding to take this book back when, in the process of dropping your hand, you caught a blur of blond hair and glasses in the corner of your eye.

Your stomach jolted, heart starting to race, and an uncontrollable surprise took over your features.

Tsukishima was sitting, leaned over a table on his elbows, his head twisted all the way to the side to look at you over his shoulder.

You quickly looked back to the shelf and sucked in a breath. God, that must've looked so lame- you regretted every millisecond of that reaction and prayed he wouldn't ever bring it up.

He hated you. You didn't want anything to do with him. There was no pleasant exchange to get out of saying hello, or even acknowledging each other. It's not like you were friends.

Why was he even here? You started to get worried, but realized that he did ride the same train back with you after practice in the evenings.

Now you were really remembering. He got off one stop before yours and always moved to create the most space possible between you. You usually didn't see him again until he got off. Even then, you didn't care enough to look for him anymore.

You glanced back to him, expecting to now have to speak to him after you'd exchanged a mutual acknowledgment of each other's presence.

He was staring. But... that wasn't exactly the right word for it.

He was distracted. You wondered if he knew who you were, because you'd never seen him stare at you for more than a few seconds.

His brow wasn't pinched like usual. It was relaxed- in fact, everything about him was relaxed. The way his head was held in his hand, the loose grasp on his pencil, the subtle part of his lips. The lazy, yet measured scan of his eyes.

There was a reddish tint at the tips of his ears and highest points of his cheeks. It was astoundingly easy to notice, since he was so fair-skinned.

A strong chill ran up your spine when he finally made eye contact with you. Even then, it took a glance down to the book clasped against your chest, then back up for him to really notice your gaze and stiffen right up.

That new side of him vanished in an instant. It was replaced with a brief, stone-cold glower before he turned back to his own midterm work.

On the stiff walk back to your table, you smoothed your skirt out and pulled on the edge a bit before sitting back down.

It took a minute of silent sitting to even begin to unpack what you felt.

"Do I look stupid?"

Yachi instantly piped up, "Of course not! You're very pretty!"

"You really shouldn't waste your breath asking," Kiyoko glanced up at you.

It was brief but it rested your immediate insecurities.

"Why?" Yachi, once again, wanted nothing more than to just hang out and talk.

Another surge of chills. It was sickening.

You put your head in your hands, elbows on the table. "Mm-mm, it's just-..." You thought to tell them, but held back at the last second, "I dunno."

Another big sigh and you were back to typing to take your mind off of it. You'd have plenty of time to see what this spun into once you were free from this academic prison. It was too confusing right now.

Kiyoko didn't read into it, but Yachi lingered until 1) it was obvious you simply didn't want to disclose and 2) an abnormally tall boy from school walked past your table. She watched him watch you on his way towards the exit.

Her eyes narrowed with keen intuition.

the keen intuition in question:

Kei felt himself practically melt against the closed door of his bedroom. Breathless from a difficult and quick walk home, he fumbled with the tie of his sweatpants and the lock on the door concurrently.

"Finally," He sighed with a desperate laugh, "Fuck..."

His bag hit the floor with a sharp and careless thump. He stepped over it and fell onto his back on his mattress, a long arm stretched toward his side table for some lotion.

It was useless trying to study after that. Library or home, it didn't matter unless he could fuck this one out.

This time he didn't have to stalk your Instagram to spark his imagination; it was already running rampant with filthy ideas of what he'd do to you in that short skirt.

An ignored, aching erection sprang out of his waistband as he pushed it down and out of the way.

Light grey sweatpants had (for the first time in his life) ended up being a shit idea. All he could worry about on the 20 minute walk back was if anyone could see the tip of his cock tucked up just under his shirt.

Every shirt was too short. Every pair of pants was too big in the middle.

His slippery hand was beautiful relief. He was quick to get himself lubricated, and quicker to pump in slow, twisting motions to the image of you reaching, reaching, reaching up to that book on your tippy toes.

All the worry in his tight brow washed away in crashing waves of steady-growing pleasure.

Soon he didn't care about the harrowing journey home, the threat of midterms, nor the growing dread of that training camp.

It was just you.

It felt like fate that he got the only chance anyone might ever have to see the curve of your ass just under the hem of your skirt. You were able to get that book all too quickly.

If everything were different, he would've gotten it for you. You would've thanked him, kissed him on the cheek- he would've pulled you in for a heated, raunchy kiss with a hand palming you closer. He would've savored the view of you spread on the table for him -homework long forgotten- and his massive hand over your mouth to keep you quiet. It was a library, after all.

He seethed and stalled for a moment--, "a-ahh- Mm..."

His cock twitched hard with the need to cum, but he stopped just soon enough.

An oversized hand was holding the base; he looked at his other dry one, then closed his eyes in an eager but fruitless attempt to visualize just how they'd look on your thighs. Fuck, anywhere at this point.

Just one touch, that's all he wanted. He never let himself get close enough to even consider it, but my god, the internal struggle he made to stay away was commendable.

His tight, lightly sweaty stomach flexed with effort as he slowed down again.

You were so quick to switch up when it came to him. He could tell he had a special place in your heart, the way your lips pursed into a small frown and your eyes narrowed when he tested you.

It was out-of-this-world cute from his vantage point. A smile might just kill him.

"Mmm, fu-ck," He croaked, mind circling back to today.

His chest swelled with a shaky inhale- he smirked at the thought of you finding out about his terrible secret, how you would punish him for his unprofessional behavior. You were so pretty when you got mad.

The breath caught in his throat. He wasn't even thinking about the skirt when he finally came all over his stomach. Just that pretty face of yours did it for him.

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[sooniebby]

Could you do a sugawara x male reader where y/n doesnt play volleyball but comes to the games for suga and after one goes home with y/n because he got turned on from watching him play so suga teases him before y/n gives him a bj and suga plowing him after

ఌ 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈

꧁ 𝙆𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Word count › 1.7k

Rating › NSFT

Warnings ›

Kinks › creampie

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“(L.Name)-San…?”

Hinata asked as he watched (Name) flinch from his hiding spot.

“Were you watching us from the window…?”

“No.”

“Then why are you by the window?”

“…..” (Name) giggled and put on a forced grin as he tried to think of an excuse. He wasn’t in the Volleyball club. Or any sports club for that matter so he wasn’t supposed to be here. He was in the cooking club and he should’ve been there right now but he wanted to visit Sugawara.

Mainly because they were dating but the others didn’t know that.

“(L.Name)-San?”

“I wanted… uh, I wanted to… Hm—uh, awkward…”

“Huh?”

“I wanted to see Daichi. Obviously.”

“You guys are friends?”

(Name) nodded stiffly. Yeah, he shouldn’t just texted Sugawara to make sure he was at the gym already. But it seemed that it didn’t bother Hinata as a smile appeared on his lips.

“Oh cool! Sorry but we’re practicing for a mock game we’re doing with Nekoma this weekend. He’s busy right now but I’ll tell him you came to visit.”

“Mock game? Is it going to be here?”

“Yeah! You should come! I’m sure the others won’t mind. Besides,” Hinata puffed out his chest as he smirked confidently, “you’ll get to see my brand new move with Kageyama. We’ll win, obviously.”

(Name) laughed. “Ah, okay. I’ll come. See you.”

“Bye!”

Once Hinata went back inside the gym, a laugh startled (Name) he quickly turned around to see Sugawara behind him.

“Suga!”

“What the hell was that? Your acting sucks.” He said, holding a bag of snacks in his hand. (Name) sighed to himself. Of course, as vice captain, he’d be the one to get the others snacks while they still practiced.

“Shut it.” (Name) muttered, a frown on his face.

“You didn’t think to text me?”

“You might’ve been busy…. But I also wanted to surprise you.”

Sugawara smirked as he moved in closer to (Name), causing him to back up into the wall behind him. The window to the gym was right beside him, wide open. If anyone as so much as looked out for a quick second, they’d see (Name) and Sugawara awfully close together.

“Cute, what did you want to surprise me with?” Sugawara glanced over (Name)’s body before a devious grin formed on his lips. “Kisses? Hugs?…your body?”

“Pervert!”

Sugawara simply laughed before pulling away. “So are you going to come to the mock game? You get to see the new freshmen in action.”

“Do they mainly play now?”

“Mostly yeah. I still play sometimes.” Sugawara shrugged. “You don’t have to come though if you don’t want to. I am mainly benched for the most part.”

“That’s fine. I can watch you look pretty.” (Name) grinned.

“Hm, I’ll be sure to look my best.” Sugawara glanced around before pulling (Name) in for a quick kiss. The two pulled away with childish grins before (Name) left to go to his club meeting.

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By the time (Name) came to the game, it was on the last set. Nekoma was winning but it didn’t seem like Karasuno was angry about it. Much to (Name)’s surprise, they looked determined to go out with as much flare as possible.

(Name) stayed in the shadows, not wanting anyone to notice him. Kiyoko had noticed him but didn’t say anything. She had an idea of what his relationship with one of the players could be but she just wasn’t sure who.

It was a break as the players huddled over to speak on about any new strategy they had to possibly win. (Name) couldn’t hear much of what they were saying but he could see that Sugawara was excited for some reason.

Once they got back into game, instead of Yamaguchi, Sugawara went in to set. (Name) felt himself beam with pride on seeing his boyfriend set for such an important moment. He couldn’t see what expression Sugawara was making but he hoped it was of confidence.

He watched in awe as Sugawara started the game off with a strong set, catching one of the players off guard. It was almost win had that tall lanky dude didn’t catch it in time. The rest of the game was intense with neither making any score for almost the entirety of it.

But in the end, Nekoma won. The two teams hugged it out as they began to take down the nets. (Name) quickly left the spot he was hiding in and waited outside near Suga’s bike with a grin on his face.

He couldn’t lie. It was a bit… hot? Maybe it was just seeing his boyfriend in his element or the sight of him being so strong. He subtly pulled at his pants and coughed to himself, trying to think about something to stop his boner.

“Hey! I thought you didn’t come,” Sugawara grinned at the sight of (Name) as he walked over to him.

“And miss your big game?”

Sugawara rolled his eyes as he wiped at the sweat on his forehead. “Let’s leave. I wanna shower.”

“You didn’t shower?”

“Why do you think I’m still in my uniform?” He said, vaguely showing off his sweaty volleyball uniform. (Name) nodded and followed Sugawara as he began to walk to his house. It was silent for the most part, being as Suga kept complaining about feeling too tired to walk.

(Name) only hummed before smirking to himself. “Y’know… you looked pretty sexy when playing. Got a boner.” He said, before walking ahead of a flabbergasted Suga.

“Huh?! Sexy?! You got horny from that?”

“Yeah. When we get home,” (Name) looked back and vaguely gestured a hand job. “Suck you off as a reward, yeah?”

Well, no way in hell could he say no to that!

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“Still, I don’t understand how it was sexy to you.” Suga muttered, tangling his fingers in (Name)’s hair, enjoying the sight of him on his knees. (Name) simply hummed, unable to speak with a mouth filled with Suga’s cock.

“I wonder, do you get horny from volleyball in general? Or was it the players?” He gripped (Name)’s hair tightly and pulled him off his cock, enjoying the whimper that left his boyfriend’s mouth.

(Name) pouted. “Only you.”

“Good. I wouldn’t allow you to see anymore games if that wasn’t the case,” Suga grinned.

He had some weird tendencies to act a bit possessive in strange ways but (Name) didn’t really care. It was only adding onto his sexiness.

“Do I have to get you ready?”

“No…” (Name) pulled away from Sugawara and stood up, pulling down his pants and turning away to slightly bend his back. Sugawara leaned back a bit on his bed as he got a good look at (Name)’s ass.

As well as the butt plug inside.

“Oh, look at you… So scandalous,” he laughed. “It didn’t feel weird to walk around with this in there?” He reached over and gently tugged at the plug, enjoying the whimper it stole from (Name).

“A bit… but I, ah, got used to it..”

“Really?” Suga hummed. “Then you must’ve done this before.” He said, slowly dragging the plug out until to shove it back inside. (Name) moaned at the feeling, his knees trembling. He wasn’t sure if he could stay in this position for long.

Sugawara continued to use the plug as if it was his own cock, thrusting it in and out with an inconsistent flow. It was one of his little quirks on always keeping (Name) on his toes.

“Hey… can I use your first name?”

(Name) blinked, tears prickling his eyes from the constant pleasure he was receiving from the plug. “Yeah… Koshi.”

Koshi grinned. “My name sounds good on your lips. Ready to scream it?” He quickly pulled out the plug, earning a cry from (Name). Koshi maneuvered you to lay down on his bed with him on top, a cute grin on his lips.

It felt vastly different than what he was doing and saying to (Name) earlier but he simply smiled at him.

“Condom?”

“Not this time.” (Name) wrapped his arms around Koshi’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Koshi easily returned the kiss as his lined his cock up with (Name)’s hole. He was able to easily slide inside, due to the lube and butt plug that (Name) used earlier.

Koshi kept a light and steady pace, occasionally leaning down to bite at (Name)’s skin, earning soft whimpers from him. He bit across his chest before biting his nipple—testing out the reaction (Name) would give him.

(Name) shrieked in shock, staring down at his boyfriend. It was the first time he had ever done that and he wasn’t sure how he felt towards it.

Koshi simply hummed before sucking on it, occasionally biting to earn gasps from (Name). His thrusts began to pick up with speed.

This time honestly felt different than any other sex they had together. The feeling of (Name)’s warm walls directly on his cock without the barrier of a condom was something he could get addicted to.

He wasn’t sure if he could go back to it after today. But he’d worry about convincing (Name) another time.

Right now, he wanted to cum. (Name) himself was also enjoying the feeling. He continuously tightened around Koshi’s cock in random moments, enjoying the grunts he earned from that.

(Name) wrapped his legs around Koshi’s hips, effectively holding him closer to him. The two were close. Koshi felt himself gain a sudden burst of energy as he started to slam harshly inside of (Name) enjoying the squeaks he got from him.

The bed creaked underneath them as Koshi continued his harsh thrusts with his own release in mind. (Name) arched his back, enjoying the feeling as he could feel himself close.

“Out or in?” Koshi grunted, ready to cum.

(Name) only hummed. Too far gone to understand his boyfriend. Koshi simply took that as he could do whatever. And so he did. His last thrusts caused the bed to slam into the wall as he pushed in as deep as possible, earning a scream from (Name) as he came first.

Koshi was next, emptying inside of (Name)’s ass. When he pulled out, a slow trail of cum began to leak out. Koshi felt himself gulp at the sight. Yeah, no way in well was he going back to condoms.

“Enjoyed yourself?” Koshi asked.

“Hm. Tired.” Was all (Name) said before opening his arms for a hug. Koshi chuckled before laying down with him, cuddling him close.

A knock on his bedroom door shook the two as they paled in fear.

“Koshi…? Uh, we’re back from our trip… we have some food for you…. Uh,” Koshi’s mother paused. “And food for your boyfriend… we’re downstairs…”

Fuck.

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Im back. I lived 🤭 hope you liked the fic!

I’ll be back on track with the requests next week!

[tenkobitch]

𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙱𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜!

Yamaguchi Tadashi x GN Reader

Genre(s): Fluff, friends to lovers, high school crushes

A/N: This is the second quick fic I've written after a long time, so I hope you guys like it! There's not much to say other than... I love writing for the sweet guy characters :D (Also, I'm going back through and editing stuff, cuz I was WAY TOO TIRED to be writing this in one sitting.)

Yamaguchi was never one to hide anything from Tsukishima, mainly because the blonde male would figure it out eventually, but Yamaguchi has a secret.

To be more specific... A secret crush!

Tsukishima, not noticing anything wrong with Yamaguchi, wasn't bothering the poor boy about his crush or his new found shyness towards you. The green haired boy continued to keep this a secret from his best friend, knowing that Tsukki would either push him to confess to you, or he'd tease him about how shy he was around you!

As the boys were warming up on the court, preparing for a practice match, you happened to pass by the open doors of the gym. You were delivering papers from your club to a joint club, but you couldn't help but take a detour to see the boys on the court. Specifically, you were looking for a particular boy on the court...

Your secret crush!

You decided that your club didn't have to know every little detail about your personal life, no matter how good of friends you all were to each other. So... You decided to keep the fact that you have a crush on Yamaguchi a secret. Besides, your members had no right to know! They're always digging into your personal life and ask you when you're going to get a boyfriend.

Oh, how you wished that Yamaguchi would be your boyfriend.

As you continued to make your way to the joint club, you realized that you could stall for time by saying you got caught up in talking to the club's leader, or you could say you fell on your way back to your clubroom and you had to go to the nurse and get a bandage.

No, that'd be absolutely crazy! You couldn't make up a lie just so you could stand in front of the open gym doors to watch a bunch of sweaty, stinky guys practicing volleyball. Well, you weren't intending to watch all of them.

The point is, you are not gonna come up with an excuse on why you weren't back in the clubroom in a reasonable time. You just couldn't do that...

You finally dropped off the papers at the joint clubroom's classroom, making sure to give the leader a greeting before heading back the way you came. You were sad thinking about how you wouldn't be able to watch Yamaguchi for just a little bit, but you have standards! You weren't going to purposely make your club members wait for you to come back. They'd gripe for a whole week if they found out why you weren't back in the classroom.

As you walked by the (still) open gym doors, you decided that admiring the boys (Yamaguchi) volleyball skills for a minute or two wouldn't hurt. In fact, your members would probably be impressed that you could take the time to appreciate the volleyball team honing their skills, rather than actively playing a game.

You went closer to the doors and received a polite head nod from Kiyoko, the team's manager. You spoke a small "hello" and proceeded to watch the boys (Yamaguchi) passing, tossing, serving, and spiking volleyballs left and right. Once you had your fill (you had to force yourself to leave), you gave a small wave to Kiyoko before walking closer to the outer area.

You thought walking down a couple of stairs would be an easy task, and your members would be none the wiser, but it turned out to be quite difficult...

On account that a volleyball smacked the back of your head, causing you to lose balance and fall to your knees. You groaned as you rubbed the back of your head in little attempt to remedy the situation, but the damage was already done.

You heard the sounds of fast feet running to your aid, or to simply see what had happened. You couldn't bear to face the embarrassment waiting for you at the door, so you continued to rub the back of your head, and hopefully the boys (not just Yamaguchi) would go away. You heard two loud boys screaming about how much trouble someone would be in with the captain, you heard a quiet discussion between Kiyoko and another player, and you heard someone walking slowly up to you.

You heard a frantic apology from the person right behind you, saying "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you!" a couple of times over again. You rushed to stand up so you could run far away from this and never come back, but you were turned around gently by the same person that was apologizing like his life depended on it.

Yamaguchi.

You couldn't believe that you were standing this close to your secret crush, and it seemed like the shy boy quieted down because he stopped apologizing as soon as you turned around. You both stared at each other as Yamaguchi continued to hold onto your shoulders, as if you were gonna disappear if he didn't. It felt like an eternity before you heard someone loudly clearing their throat behind your crush.

You both looked at the captain of the team, wondering what else was going to happen next. Daichi, the captain, had already dismissed the others and went up to the both of you, shaking his head. He patted the 1st year boy on the shoulder, grabbing so he could pull him closer.

"Yamaguchi, you're not in trouble, but since you hurt her head, I'm tasking you with taking them to the nurse's office." The younger boy nodded as he shyly looked back at you, letting you lead the way.

"Your head is fine, but if it's still throbbing, make sure to put this ice pack on it for a couple of minutes." The nurse told you as you and Yamaguchi made your way out of the room. You both gave your goodbyes and slowly walk back to the gym. You both didn't say much until you were halfway to the outer area. Yamaguchi, trying to sound cool and confident, quickly initiated the conversation.

"I'm really sorry about your head! I really didn't know that you were out there. I hope your head feels better soon." With the little confidence you had left in you, you nodded your head and looked at Yamaguchi closely.

"So you were aiming to hit the volleyball out the door?" The boy's cheeks blushed widely as he tried to give you a better explanation of what he was doing, but you only laughed at how panicked he was. He stopped in his tracks as you laughed at his attempts to save face, and you couldn't help but hear what he said next.

"You have a really pretty laugh! Just like you... I mean, you're not a pretty laugh, I mean that you're pretty- Oh my god, what am I saying!" You stared at him as he rambled more and more and kept digging his grave, but you couldn't help but smile. He thought you were pretty? You!? We're you dreaming?

You touched his upper back gently and rubbed his shoulder in appreciation. He blushed some more and only calmed down when you told him that you wanted his phone number. You really didn't know what came over you, but you were finally taking charge! You were actually talking to your crush, and he wasn't running away like you thought he would!

You eventually headed back to your clubroom, only to be met with a smack in the back by your members, asking you where you had been for so long. You explained what happened, excluding the parts where you basically confessed to your crush, and they all stopped bothering you about it.

You packed up to go home after your activities were over, and you stepped out into the cool breeze, feeling as though you were a new person (you weren't, but that didn't stop your high). You walked towards the bike racks to find your bike and go home, but something in the distance caught your eye.

Yamaguchi walked quickly towards your area, handing you a slip of paper. You were confused but remembered that he promised to give you his number later. He bowed and said one last thing.

"Text me whenever you want to and I'll answer as soon as I can! I'll try not to keep you waiting," he turned to make sure no one was behind him before he ran back to the gym.

"Be safe! C-Call me when you get home." And he was gone.

As the weeks passed by, you and Yamaguchi became closer than ever, and you quickly confessed your feelings to him because you were confident that he'd still be your friend even if he wasn't interested. Surprisingly (only to you), he said he liked you too, and you both began to take your relationship at a slow pace. The both of you were happy with the outcome!

But as Yamaguchi kept getting on his phone to message you, Tuskishuma started to notice how happy his best friend was staring at his phone... The blonde found out almost immediately that the green haired boy was messaging a special someone...

A... SECRET CRUSH?!

Tsukishima would never let that kind of info pass by him, and Yamaguchi certainly wouldn't keep a secret like that from him! There's no way.

But there is a way.

Tsukishima just has to ask. Act cool about it. If he makes it a big thing, Yamaguchi's gonna make it a bigger thing.

So, he asks.

"Tadashi,"

"Yes, Tsukki?"

"Is there something you're hiding from me?"

"W-Why would I hide anything from you?"

"Well, you're looking way too happy to be playing a regular old phone game. You must be messaging someone."

"I... I don't know what you're talking about, Tsukki!"

"..."

"..."

"You're dating someone, aren't you?"

"M-mind your business!"

That confirmed everything to Tsukishima. And just like Yamaguchi knew he would, the tall blonde started teasing him every chance he got, and he hadn't even met you yet!

Seriously...

...

*Bonus*

"Yama?"

"Yes?"

"Did you tell Tsukishima about us?"

"No... Why do you ask..."

"He walked up to me before class started and said, 'I know about you and Yamaguchi' and then he just walked off! What a guy..."

"Yeah... He should just mind his own business!"

"Yeah!"

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

A/N: Thanks for reading! I stayed up until 11 p.m. just to finish this. I probably would've never finished this if I didn't stay up. Hope you all have better motivation than I do. :D

[tala-bez-i]

At first sight Chapter Thirty-Three

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death

All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.

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“Remember, Y/n, if anything suspicious happens, let me know right away.” Sanzu straightened your tie and smoothed out your light blue shirt that you had decided to wear today. 

“If something really starts to go wrong, I will do it. Please don't worry so much about me.” You caressed his cheek with one hand. "I can handle it. Besides, as I've said several times, I don't think Tsuyoshi has prepared any trap for me." You fastened your watch bracelet and took a sip of the weaker drink you couldn't resist. 

“How can you be so sure?” The man asked quietly as you put on your jacket. 

“I just am.” You buttoned up and walked up to him, cupping his face in both hands and looking into his eyes. “I have a gun just in case.” 

“Is this supposed to calm me down?” 

“Do you trust me, Haruchiyo?” You asked quietly, still looking into his dilated pupils, which you would happily let yourself drown in. 

“Y/n…” 

“We agreed that I should let you know if anything needed, and I will if the situation requires it.” You kissed him and gently ran your thumb over one of his scars. “Put me down a few houses away and I'll be fine.” 

Saitama. You remembered visiting the local parks with your sisters, although you were well aware that many of the events from that time seemed to blend into one. You couldn't put everything in chronological order, which really irritated you sometimes. Even old photos didn't help you. 

At first you didn't know why your uncle lived so far away from you, but only later did your mother explain to you that it was your father who left his hometown and moved to Tokyo. You always thought it was the other way around... 

You stood in front of the gate to L/n's family's property and looked at the well-kept front of the single-family house. Everything was just as you remembered. The building is preserved in a traditional style, although there are some traces of modernization here and there. The short trees and bushes were neatly trimmed and shaped, and the path leading to the house was decorated with flowers. Almost the same as yours... 

You rang the bell at the gate and after a while the door to the house opened and a man you knew well stood in the doorway. He beckoned you over and after a short while you were walking down the gravel path towards him. In both hands you held a white stuffed rabbit. 

“I'm glad you decided to come after all.” Tsuyoshi greeted you, his searching gaze sliding over your face. “I see that a lot has happened in your life since our last meeting.” 

"It's better now." You answered not very loudly and the man let you inside. “I brought a small gift...” 

"I see. He will like it.” Came the answer and as you changed your shoes for slippers, you were led to the living room, where you put the rabbit on the chair. “Yuuta is in his room upstairs. First, I wanted to introduce you to Ms. L/n.” 

You followed the man into the bright kitchen and saw a woman at the table who, at first glance, seemed to be not much older than you. You raised one eyebrow at your uncle, realizing the age difference between him and his wife. 

“Love, this is Y/n, my nephew. Y/n, my wife, Kiyoko.” 

"Good morning." You bowed politely. 

She smiled warmly and returned the bow. “I'm glad I finally got to meet you. Can I call you by your name?” 

"Naturally." 

“So, Y/n…” She walked up to you and pursed her lips as she looked at you closely. "Seriously?" 

“Seriously what?” You asked confused and the woman shook her head. 

“You definitely won't see the boy with these bruises.” 

For a split second, your heart sank and you were about to say something less than polite back to her when she grabbed your hand and started leading you somewhere. 

“We have to cover them all up somehow.” She said in a calm tone and as you walked through the doorway of the small room at the back of the house, your eyes widened in surprise. 

There were wardrobes in the room, probably full of clothes, and against one of the walls there was a dressing table filled with a large amount of various cosmetics. She didn't mean... 

“Sit here, Y/n.” Kiyoko sat you down on the stool and looked at your face again, muttering something under her breath every now and then. 

“Are you going to do some makeup for me?” You asked hesitantly, feeling the corner of your mouth twitch nervously. 

“I can handle it perfectly. You'll be surprised." She grabbed a fluffy headband from the dressing table and was about to approach you when you extended both hands towards her. 

"Hair clips." You said quickly and the woman looked surprised. “Hair clips will be enough... Please.” 

She shrugged and replaced the headband with two small hair clips before brushing your hair away from your face and pinning it up gently. 

"Thank you." 

"Okay." She grabbed a bottle and a pack of soft cotton pads and began to gently cleanse the skin of your face. 

You felt your cheeks begin to blush involuntarily and you were grateful that no one from Bonten saw you at that moment. You submitted to the procedure without the slightest protest and began to secretly look at her. 

She had short, shoulder-length, neatly arranged, dark brown hair, with a small gold clip with small green stones attached to it on one side. The ornament matched her small teardrop pendant on a gold chain. 

Her eyes were brown and, on her eyelids, just near the lash line, there was a slightly smudged line made with brown eyeliner. The eyelashes themselves were long and coquettishly curled, their color not much different from the eyeliner used for makeup. 

There was a hint of pink on her cheeks, which matched the woman's complexion perfectly and gave her a more youthful appearance. The petite lips were a natural-looking, light peach color, and you thought the entire makeup looked very neat and natural. 

Kiyoko was pretty and caught your eye, but you didn't feel uncomfortable about it. If your uncle fell for this woman, you were 100% sure it wasn't just about beauty. She had to be a good and intelligent woman, otherwise... 

“You keep looking at me, Y/n.” She laughed softly, gently applying concealer to your bruises. 

“Ah, sorry.” You answered her, suddenly feeling embarrassed, but the woman responded with a quiet giggle. “I didn't think my uncle would ever get married.” 

“Because he had no intention of doing so.” She smiled broadly. “I had to take matters into my own hands.” 

“Don't exaggerate. I still think the age difference is too big...” Tsuyoshi said as he entered the room. “I could easily be your father.” 

“Don't be dramatic.” 

"It's almost a 30-year difference... My parents had reservations about Kenzou marrying a woman 11 years younger than him..." The man began, but stopped and looked away when his wife gave him a short, meaningful look. “I'll check what Yuuta is up to. It got suspiciously quiet upstairs.” 

“Yes, very good idea, honey.” You felt slight embarrassment as you witnessed this little argument, but at the same time you felt excited at the thought of your child playing somewhere in the house. Just a moment and you will be able to see him with your own eyes. 

“Don't worry, Y/n. Men of the L/n family prefer younger partners. Even between my in-laws, there is about an 8-year difference.” She powdered your face and looked at you closely, assessing her handiwork 

“Yes, I remember... But I never thought about it.” 

“You were actually the first to break that pattern.” She laughed quietly, putting the previously used cosmetics back in their places on the dressing table. 

She was right. Emiko was your age, and so was Sanzu... 

“Tell me, Kiyoko…” You watched as the woman wiped her hands with a wet wipe. “Don't you feel like you're wasting your life with an old man like Tsuyoshi?” 

"Nope." She removed the clips from your hair and gently ran her fingers through them. “He's a wonderful man and, honestly, my first partner who can listen to me.” 

“I'm glad you're happy with him.” You said honestly, remembering how fond you felt for your uncle when you were a child. 

"Thank you. Come on, let's sit in the living room.” She headed for the door, and you followed her, glancing in the mirror as you went. 

You stopped when you saw your reflection and blinked a few times, surprised at how good a job the woman had done. Your face looked much better than usual, and despite the fact that you knew exactly where the bruises were, you couldn't see the slightest trace of them. 

“Come, come, Y/n. From here you can hear that your firstborn has been making trouble again.” Kiyoko smiled broadly, standing by the stairs and gesturing for you to come over. “Tsuyoshi never shouts at him, but you know how loud his voice is.” 

“He's only been with you for one day... What does that mean again?” You asked and stopped at the stairs, listening to the single words that fell from the man's mouth. 

“Sometimes they let us bring him here so he could get used to the surroundings. There was always a guardian from the orphanage with him, and once Yuuta felt confident, he started making trouble. He's adorable and we can't be mad at him. Yesterday, less than 10 minutes after arriving, he broke three flowerpots in Tsuyoshi's studio. He doesn't do it maliciously. He is simply bursting with energy.” 

You looked surprised at the amused woman and after a short while you heard the sound of children's feet running across the wooden floor. 

“Come here you little rascal.” The grown man's louder footsteps followed the giggling child, and the corners of your mouth turned upwards involuntarily. 

“I'll make some tea and you make yourself comfortable in the living room.” Kiyoko gave you a mischievous wink and disappeared into the kitchen. 

You stood by the stairs for a while, listening to some sounds, but apart from the child's laughter accompanied by a slightly amused male voice, you didn't hear anything else. 

You returned to the cozy living room and sat down on the comfortable sofa. You looked at the stuffed animal you had brought for the boy and smiled uncertainly. You began to feel the stress of the inevitable meeting with your own child, whom you had only seen in one photo, and you began to wonder if he was really as much like you as everyone said. You'd be lying if you said you didn't get into trouble when you were the same age as him, but... 

You shrugged. If a child, after such experiences, quickly began to act out and behave as if no harm had ever happened to him... Was it normal? 

"Yuuta?" You heard the woman call out and your heart skipped a beat again for a split second. “Come down, honey. You have a guest!” 

“I'm coming, auntie!” A still amused boyish voice replied and you froze at how carefree he sounded. Was that really your baby? 

Kiyoko entered the living room carrying a tray in her hands, on which she had a teapot with a floral pattern, four cups and a plate with various sweets. She set it on the coffee table and after a while Tsuyoshi entered the living room. 

“Blood from Y/n's blood. You don't know whether to strangle him or hug him." He mumbled and the woman stroked his cheek tenderly. “Wall needs repainting.” 

"Sorry." You mumbled, feeling embarrassed, remembering what you used to do at your grandparents' house. Your mother always had her hands full. 

Your uncle gave you a quick look and suddenly a laughing boy jumped into the living room and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you. His eyes, which were actually the same color as yours, stared at you as if the boy was seeing a human for the first time. His black hair was combed, although there were still a few stray strands sticking out to the sides. 

There were no bruises on his exposed legs and arms, and neither was on his sweet face, which made you happy. He was well-groomed and no longer seemed as small as in the photo. 

"Good morning." He said in an uncertain voice, bowing politely as befits a well-mannered child, and then his eyes fell on the plush toy. 

“Good morning, Yuuta.” You smiled gently and encouraged the boy to take the toy. “This is a small gift for you. I hope you like it..." 

The boy looked at his guardians as if waiting for permission, and as soon as the woman smiled, a wide smile appeared on the child's lips and his arms wrapped tightly around the white rabbit. 

"Thank you!" He said and sat down in the armchair, right next to Tsuyoshi. His eyes stared at you searchingly over the toy. "So..." 

“So…” You repeated after him, feeling more and more awkward, and Kiyoko clapped her hands gently, getting your attention. 

“For whom should I pour tea?” She asked cheerfully and Yuuta raised his hand first. 

He took the half-filled cup in both hands and blew slowly to cool the fragrant brew a little before taking a small sip. His eyes kept stealing glances at you and you reciprocated his interest, being careful not to overwhelm the child with it in any way. 

“Yuuta, do you remember what I told you with your aunt?” Tsuyoshi spoke in a calm tone, wondering which cookie to choose. 

"About what?" The boy asked, very carefully placing the cup on the saucer on the table. 

“About your dad.” 

The boy pouted his lower lip slightly and gave you a quick glance. He nodded and hugged the toy tightly again. 

“Maybe you'd like to…” Kiyoko began, but the boy blushed and shook his head vehemently, hiding his face behind the mascot. 

Your heart fluttered and you felt a certain kind of sadness begin to wash over you, but you smiled slightly, knowing that you had no reason to feel this way. The boy didn't know you and his reaction didn't mean he wanted nothing to do with you. It was completely normal and understandable. 

"How do you feel?" You asked after a moment of silence. “I heard you like to show off. I did exactly the same." You added quickly, seeing something like a flash of fear in the boy's eyes. 

Not sensing the anger in your tone, Yuuta smiled slightly and shrugged. "Sometimes..." 

“Do you like football?” 

“Yes, but I can't play it.” He replied to you, looking at Tsuyoshi. “Uncle said the garden was too small…” He shrugged again. “Mom's garden was bigger, but…” 

His face suddenly showed sadness and the boy buried his face in the stuffed rabbit again. “It's nice here.” 

“If you can ever visit me…” You started as if nothing had happened, popping the entire cookie into your mouth and chewing it slowly. You winked at the boy. “Then we will play football in my garden. It's bigger than your mom's." 

Yuuta's eyes widened and he looked at Tsuyoshi, who became slightly confused and looked at his young wife as if waiting for her opinion. Kiyoko laughed softly and gave the man a meaningful look. 

“You are the head of this family, not me.” 

"Maybe someday." The detective replied after a moment, and the boy bit his lower lip slightly, as if trying to hold back the smile that was already on his lips. 

After less than fifteen minutes, the boy began to squirm in his seat, clearly unsure of what to do with himself as the adults carried on a casual conversation among themselves, and Tsuyoshi nodded to him that he could go back to his room upstairs to continue playing. 

Yuuta jumped from the armchair, gave you a wide smile, which you now noticed was missing one white tooth, and fled the living room without saying a word. 

“He lasted a long time.” The man sighed, sipping the tea that Kiyoko poured for him. 

“It's nice, isn't it?” She joked, helping herself to some cookie. “After what he has been through in his short life, he quickly recovers.” 

“I'm glad his traumas don't dictate his terms.” You looked down for a moment. “I noticed that he doesn't necessarily eat sweets.” 

“Oh, no. Yuuta likes sweets, but he was just embarrassed to eat more around you.” Kiyoko laughed. “Although he doesn't despise fruit, which makes me very happy.” 

“He avoids honey melon like the plague.” Your uncle interrupted and you winced, remembering the fragment of the recording you had managed to see before Kisaki covered your screen. 

“It's because his stepfather and mother used this fruit to….” 

“Don't say anything else, Y/n. We understand." Kiyoko said quietly and you nodded. “Honey melon disappears from the menu.” 

Tsuyoshi sighed and put down his cup, muttering something unfavorable about Emiko under his breath. 

“Yoshi.” His wife grumbled, frowning slightly. 

"That's the truth." 

“I don't have a good opinion of my ex either.” You drank some tea. “The most important thing is that the child is now safe.” 

“These bruises…” Your uncle began after a while. “Any task or just a fight?” 

“You don't want to know and I'm not going to say anything.” 

“If you need help getting out of there…” 

“I don't want to change anything, uncle. I appreciate your concern, but I've been at this too long to just change it.” Your tone sounded a little colder than you were going for and you sighed. "Sorry..." 

"No problem." 

"Can I ask you something?" You looked up at the man, who looked more tired of life than he had a few minutes earlier. 

"Of course." 

“Aren't you afraid that Yuji will come here?” 

“He didn't do it after he run away, and I don't think he will do it now.” Tsuyoshi replied in a very confident tone. 

"Why?" 

“He avoids this house.” The man shrugged and leaned his back against the back of the armchair he was sitting in. “He never liked coming here. He loved his grandparents, but this house reminded him too much of his mother.” 

“What happened to his mother?” You asked, frowning slightly. “Dad never mentioned her…” 

Tsuyoshi bit the inside of his cheek, to which you raised one eyebrow and his eyes began to wander to the wall where several family photos hung in frames. 

“See, Y/n, boy…” He started after a while. “Yuji's mother was not entirely healthy. She was obsessed with my brother and her son. What she was doing was having a bad impact on their only child. At some point, Kenzou decided to divorce her, just for Yuji's sake." 

Kiyoko offered you a refill of tea, which you graciously accepted. 

“At first she didn't want to agree to it and wanted to get the child on her side. Damn, the boy wasn't even 9 years old at the time and he was completely terrified when he saw what his own mother was capable of.” Tsuyoshi shifted in his seat and his gaze hardened. “My brother forced her to sign divorce papers and after striking a deal with his friend, he sent her to a closed psychiatric facility.” 

"What?" You asked in shock, a thousand thoughts running through your head. "But..." 

“It was the best solution. Afterwards, your father moved out of here with Yuji and they lived in Tokyo. After a few months, he met Sachiko and decided to start a family with her.” 

“Mai was already born then.” You said quietly and Tsuyoshi nodded. 

"Yes, that's true. Yuji was terrified to see his father showering affection on a strange woman and he couldn't understand it. You see, Y/n, Yuji loved his mother very much, even after she could hurt him, and he didn't want his father to get involved with any other woman.” 

There was a crashing sound upstairs and Kiyoko laughed quietly, looking up at the ceiling. She stood up from her seat and patted her husband on the shoulder. 

“I'll check what he did.” 

“Dear God, how did my brother deal with you?” Your uncle muttered as the woman left the room. 

“He was hard on me, and besides, he had my mother.” You answered him calmly and shrugged when the man gave you a pointed look. "That's the truth. He kept me short.” 

“I know, I know... I can't do it. I guess I'm too old.” 

“You have a softer heart.” 

"Maybe." He sighed and the laughter of a child and a woman could be heard from upstairs. “Back to the topic... Yuji, despite hating your mother, loved his new little sister, Mai, very much. Only over the years did we realize that this feeling was not healthy and platonic. He was more obsessed with her than his mother was with your father.” 

“Wait a minute.” You shook your head, setting your cup down. You knew what the man meant, but you were starting to feel disgusted at the thought. “You don't mean to tell me that…” 

“Yuji planned to train her, not to use the word brake. That's why he guarded Mai so closely and didn't let you get close to her. He saw you as his competitor.” 

“Competitor? I was a child, and Mai was my sister!” 

“You see, Yuji had a different train of thought.” 

“God…” You moaned softly and ran a hand over your face. “Now I'm starting to understand everything... But... Why did dad let this happen?” 

“He didn't allow it, that's why Yuji only approached Mai when he wasn't around.” 

“Why didn't he tell him to get out of the house?” 

“Because he preferred to keep him by his side. If Yuji moved out, he could kidnap Mai.” Your uncle explained and you felt your blood start to boil in your veins. 

“They could have her back, damn it... He'd rather that bastard abused my mother and...'' You clenched your hands into fists. “Mai committed suicide.” 

"I know. This devastated Yuji and changed him completely.” There was pain in the man's eyes. “Understand, Y/n. He was my brother's firstborn son. He knew he was doing the wrong thing by keeping him around, but he couldn't completely cut himself off from his past. Kenzou was a strong man, but not as strong as he thought. After marrying your mother, almost every decision he made turned out to be bad.” 

You wanted to scream with anger, but suddenly you realized that you yourself were making bad decisions in the name of the love you gave first to Emiko, and then... 

“Yuji is unpredictable.” You said quietly. “What if he comes here after all?” 

“I believe he won't do it. Nevertheless, Kiyoko and I agreed to move. For Yuuta's safety.” 

You nodded and your uncle's calm voice surprised you. “I hadn't notice your car when you were standing at the gate. Now it's been standing outside the house for about an hour. Your partner in crime brought you?” 

"What?" You asked, looking up at him questioningly. 

“Someone is watching the house.” Tsuyoshi pointed to the window and when you discreetly looked out, you did indeed saw your car and Sanzu sitting inside. 

You checked your phone and sent him a text saying everything was fine and he didn't have to wait for you. You saw him reading the message, but he didn't move. 

"Yes, I'm sorry." You sighed, forcing a smile. “He's a little nervous because you're a detective.” 

"I see. Still... It's kind of funny. You are gangsters and he guards you like his property.” 

“Let's just say he's not just my partner in crime, as you so nicely put it.” 

The man looked surprised and opened his mouth to say something, but understanding appeared in his eyes and he closed his eyes in confusion. 

"I see. I dont have questions." He ran his hand over the back of his neck. “I take it this is the boy you were jabbering about to your mother?” 

"What?" You felt your face start to turn red and Tsuyoshi nodded, reassuring himself at your reaction. 

"Never mind." He drank his tea again. “We will be moving to Utsunomiya within two weeks.” 

"Far." Your heart sank for a moment. 

"Yes. This is Kiyoko’s hometown.” Tsuyoshi admitted reluctantly. “But Yuuta will be safe there. Maybe when they catch my nephew... We'll come back here. That's how my wife convinced me to move.” 

"I see. So we have to get rid of Yuji.” 

"To catch. I know what you mean by get rid of.” You looked at your uncle and sat in silence for a moment, staring at each other. At one point the man sighed and looked down at his thighs. “Despite all the wrongs, he is still family. But I will understand and forgive you if everything ends with his death.” He added, seeing your outraged face. 

“I'm sorry, but I can't understand your feelings towards your brother's murderer.” 

“And I wish you never have to understand it, because first you would have to experience the same thing as your father and me. Your own tragedy and what your son had to go through is enough for you." 

Your phone started vibrating and when you looked at the screen, Sanzu's number appeared. 

“I guess he's impatient, huh?” Your uncle asked, getting up from his seat. “Come on, say goodbye to Yuuta.” 

You answered the call and before you could say anything, you heard the impatient voice of the pink-haired man. 

“I know how much you wanted to see your son, but how much longer?” 

“I'll just say goodbye. You'll survive." You hung up and went up the stairs to the second floor, where a detective was waiting for you at the door to one of the rooms. 

You looked inside and saw your child sitting politely at a low table and trying to write simple kanji characters on a white sheet of paper with a pencil. His expression was one of great concentration, and the movements of his little hand were careful and slow. 

“Ah, Yuuta…” Kiyoko said, seeing you in the doorway. “I guess it's time to say goodbye to dad.” 

The boy looked at you in surprise, sadness appearing in his eyes. "Why?" 

"I have to get back to work." You explained calmly and the boy jumped to his feet, dropping the pencil from his hand. 

"You can not!" He said with admirable determination. 

“Yuuta…” 

“You just came!” 

You looked down, not knowing what to say to him. You played out all sorts of scenarios in your head about your encounter with the boy, but none, literally none, played out remotely like the one life was writing before your eyes. 

The boy ran up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist tightly. The first tears appeared in his large eyes and you felt moisture begin to gather in yours as well. 

“Don't go, Dad!” He said, his lips starting to tremble. 

“Yuuta…” Your uncle spoke, gently placing his hand on the child's small shoulder. 

“I'll see you again.” You said, petting the boy's head affectionately. 

“You promise?” 

“For my life.” You said and hugged him tightly. “I will come back to you, son.” 

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“Couldn't you wait a little longer?” You asked irritably as you and Sanzu drove back to your house. 

"Stop it." The other one grumbled, concentrating on driving the car. “You know his neighbor is a cop?” 

“I was safe there.” 

“But I wasn't.” 

“Then you could have left.” 

“And leave you alone? What if I disappeared and the police came to get you?” 

“Sanzu...” 

"Do not start." 

“You don't start.” You looked at him and, not wanting to argue with him, you lightly hit the back of your head against the backrest in resignation. You sighed. "Sorry. I know you're worried about me, but you need to trust me a little more." 

"I trust you. Not them.” 

“They will be moving to Utsunomiya. At least until someone deals with my stepbrother.” 

There was silence in the car for a long moment until Sanzu finally smiled at you. “So, you have to focus on work even more. You will eliminate him, and you will be able to see your son again.” 

“What if I want to see him before we solve the problem?” 

“Put it out of your mind.” 

“Sanzu…” 

“No. End of discussion." His voice was sharp and you looked at the man in surprise. “Listen, honey. Let's do it all properly, shall we? First Yuji, then your son.” 

"All right. But I will be able to call him, and you will not delete any messages from my uncle.” 

“Deal.” The man agreed after a moment and you let out a relieved breath that you didn't realize you were holding. "How do you feel?" 

“I'm sore, but I don't regret it.” You answered him, knowing what he was asking. 

"That's good." He stopped the car at a traffic light and looked at you carefully. 

"What?" You asked feeling yourself blush. 

"You look fine. Your aunt has a talent for makeup.” He murmured, lifting the corners of his mouth and his hand gently grabbed your thigh. “We need to be more careful about your face, love.” 

You laughed and his hand started to move higher, to your crotch. “Sanzu!” You moved higher in your seat, completely surprised by the man's gesture and he laughed, removing his hand. 

"Relax. I'll wait until we get home.” 

“Haruchiyo…” 

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shoyo hinata x male!reader

Characters (2/2)

Tadashi Yamaguchi - 1st year, electrical engineering major. roommates with tsukkishima. he's a really a shy and anxious person, but overall a really nice guy. he do also likes to tease his friends along with tsukkishima. he's quite the bookworm actually. whenever tsukkishima leaves the apartment (either to go to the grocery store, or just for a small walk), he always finds him with his face in another book. he's also a backup middle blocker and pinch server in the volleyball's team.

Kei Tsukkishima - 1st year, history/sports major. roommates with yamaguchi. a very blunt guy, who loves to rile up his teammates all the time. some people even describe him as an asshole sometimes. but despite the whole arrogant personality, he also has a really low-esteem and thinks of himself as inferior. usually if he's not with yamaguchi, he has his headphones on and listening to mysic, ignoring everything around him. he also plays as a middle blocker in the volleyball's team.

Koushi Sugawara - 3rd year, educational psychology major. roommates with daichi and asahi. he's a really soothing and gentle person, and also the biggest supporter and encouragement in the volleyball team. even with his calm personality, he's also really chaotic at times, that even daichi himself has to stop him from doing something. he plays as a backup setter for the volleyball team, and is also the vice captain.

Daichi Sawamura - 3rd year, sociology/political science major. roommates with sugawara and asahi. he's a very caring and responsible guy, who always puts his team and friends first. but behind that patient and understanding persona, he's also really terrifying if you anger him. he's like the dad of the group in some way... he plays as an opposite hitter and captain in the volleyball team.

Asahi Azumane - 3rd year, fashion design major. roommates with sugawara and daichi. as a person who looks quite scary, his personality is actually the opposite of his appearance! he's a quiet, gentle and slightly anxious guy. his friends has said that he takes everything to heart, which leaves him depressed at times. he plays as an opposite hitter in the volleyball team, and is also the ace (even if he doesn't really see himself as one...)

Chikara Ennoshita - 2nd year, psychology/biology major. roommates with kinoshita and narita. he's usually quiet and reserved, sometimes acting bold only in front of the other second-years. beside [name], he's also able to control tanaka and nishinoya if they ever do something stupid. and whenever someone is having a hard time, he loves to lend a helping hand and listen to the person's problems. he's also a backup outside hitter in the volleyball team.

Hisashi Kinoshita - 2nd year, sports major. roommates with ennoshita and narita. he's a kind and somewhat shy individual, but he do gets along very well with his team and [name]. he also really likes to tease and make fun of his friends. because of his somewhat busy schedule of working in the café and looking after his two little sisters, he doesn't really hang out with his friends a lot, except when he has volleyball practice. he's a backup wing spiker and pinch server.

Kazuhito Narita - 2nd year, business major. roommates with ennoshita and kinoshita. a calm and friendly guy, who doesn't get riled up very easily. usually people mistake him for tanaka or "tanaka's twin". his friends one even saw him with a girl, that they have never seen before, and since then they tease him about his "secret girlfriend". he's a backup middle blocker for the volleyball's team.

Kiyoko Shimizu - 3rd year, business/sports major. roommates with yachi. she's a really quiet and reserved girl. normally, even if she doesn't show it a lot, she's a really caring person towards her friends and the team. she's known as the "3rd year beauty", because of her looks. and because of that, both nishinoya and tanaka are like her "guardians" and protecting her from people trying to flirt with her (she just ends up smacking them instead...). she's also one of the karasuno volleyball team's manager, along with yachi.

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[spooky-bunnys]

omg that nishinoya x tall male reader is so good!!! can we get a continuation where noya comforted the reader who started crying because he was overwhelmed by noya's teammates who started teasing him for liking nishinoya and then confessed his feelings to the reader as well? tall male reader is such a puppy golden retriever :< ♡

Didn't even realize I made him like that. But I absolutely will. I love golden retriever energy!

While Sugawara, and Yamaguchi were trying to calm down the crying (Name), Nishinoya was staring at the box of pastries. He's never had someone confess to him. He looks around the gym. The older Tsukishima was being held back by Daichi from trying to hit Tanaka with more volleyballs. Asahi looked like he was about to fall over from anxiety.

Hinata and Kageyama were just watching the chaos happening around them. Glad that for once they didn't create it. But they did feel bad for the younger Tsukishima. As they did get along with him a lot better then they did his brother.

Kiyoko was staring Nishinoya down. She knows how hard (Name) worked to confess. Yachi who had joined in, on trying to calm (Name) down. They were close friends. Since they were both more shy, and we the smarter ones of their friends.

Ukai looked like he'd rather be anywhere else right now. Takeda was worrying over what had happened and was making his way to the mom group. (Name)'s crying had quieted down now. Although the mom friends were still hovering over him. Trying to make sure he was actually okay.

Practice was awkward honestly. Almost nobody was paying attention. During eat break Noya would get stared down by the first year's, besides (Name) who was glued to Sugawara and Yachi at the moment. Noya shivered and peeked at the older twin. If looks could kill, Nishinoya would be at the center of the earth.

Coach Ukai had enough of nobody paying attention and just ended practice early. Informing them that, "they better have their shit together tomorrow, or else." As the first year's changed and packed up. The others looked at (Name).

He hadn't said a word after the confession. It worried them honestly. (Name) looked like a kicked puppy. The most worried though was his twin. He was the one who told him to confess, but now he felt guilty.

He hated seeing (Name) like this. Last time was when their older brother...Kei shook his head. Dropping his thoughts, and slowly wrapped an arm around (Name)'s shoulder. "Come on. We can get some strawberry shortcake."

Like that (Name) perked up. One of the few things the two had in common, was their love of strawberry shortcake. Their friends joined in saying they could have a sleepover this weekend and (Name) could bake all he wanted.

(Name) had finally smiled. They all let out a relieved sigh. As they exited them gym, they didn't notice a certain libero watching them. Noya wanted to call out to him, but he wanted to be sure first. To make sure what he felt was real.

The next practice wasn't awkward, and it seemed like everyone had forgotten what happened. Although the first year's kept Noya away from (Name). Not that had could blame them. But. He wanted to talk to (Name).

It was the end of practice. The first year's were chatting about the sleepover they were having. They even got Yachi to come. Which wasn't hard considering Yachi's mom loved (Name). As they were talking about what activities they could do. Noya made his way over.

Tanaka went to stop him, but Diachi and Sugawara stopped him. Shaking their head watching. When the first year's noticed him, there was many reactions. Most of them eyed him. Wondering what he was doing. One was flat out glaring at him. The other was refusing to look at him.

Nishinoya sighed. He held out a different box out to (Name). Everyone was watching by now. Wondering how this was gonna play out. Nishinoya smiled widely. "Well since you beat me to it."

(Name) stared in shock and slowly grabbed the box. "H-Huh?" He was confused on what was going on. "(Name) I accept your confession. But. I want to give you one myself!" (Name)'s face turned deep red. He smiled brightly and carefully set the box down.

"C-Can I hug you?" Nishinoya immediately threw himself at (Name). Making them hit the floor. (Name) who wasn't expecting it let out a squeal. Everyone stared cheering. Well almost everyone.

The older Tsukishima ripped the shorter male off his brother. "Listen here shorty. You break his heart." Kei glared hatefully at him. "So help me. Nobody will find your body." When Sugawara, Yamaguchi, and the managers popped up behind the taller male, Noya thought they were gonna lecture the younger player.

Except they didn't. They gave Noya their own glares. "Nobody will." (Name) shyly tried calming them down. Stuttering nonstop. But with how pale the shorter libero was. He had gotten their message. Loud and clear.

[miyamoratsumuu]

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

-where the crows take flight, where the great king became a comrade, where the eagles soar, where the cats roar, where the owls prey, where the foxes are the most sly, and the weasels unpredictable

navigation . . .

DRABBLES (short fics below 1k words)

↳ "uh, tsumu?". . . it's normal for people in a relationship to BOTH share their clothes. right? (miya atsumu, gn reader. fluff, crack) ↳ at midnight. . . kuroo tetsuro being the nerd he is, had the audacity to give you butterflies this late in the evening. (kuroo tetsuro, gn reader. fluff) ↳ you're safe here. . . you come home late due to an accident during volleyball practice. little did you know your boyfriend was waiting for you the whole time. (seperately- oikawa toru, bokuto koutaro, kuroo tetsuro, gn reader, fluff, comfort) ↳ out of your league. . . he wanted to be yours. and he can be., but certain circumstances say otherwise. ↳ unsent letters. . . he was a writer, you were his muse. and every stroke of his pen reminded him just why all he wished for was to be the one to love you until the end of forever. (iwaizumi hajime, fem reader. fluff, angst)

HEADCANONS

↳ dating the pretty setter squad W/ MOODBOARDS. . . ft. oikawa, akaashi, kenma, atsumu, semi ↳ dating the hq boys, W/ MOODBOARDS pt. 2. . . ft. kuroo, mattsun, suna ↳ dating the hq boys, W/ MOODBOARDS pt. 3. . . ft. bokuto, iwaizumi, tsukishima ↳ haikyuu boys + tiktok trends with you. . . ft. various hq boys ↳ in love all over again. . . as you walked down the aisle, the song that described the story of your love played in the background. or your wedding with them as opm (original pinoy music) songs (ft. various male characters) ↳ still into you. . . after all this time, kenma was still into you as much as he was in the beginning of your relationship (ft. kenma)

TEXTS/SMAUS

↳ jamais vu. . . (h.iwaizumi x reader smau series, ongoing)

FICS

↳ and they were roommates. . . keiji seemingly made everything easier for you when he moved in. especially the part where he made you fall in love with him. (akaashi keiji, gn reader. fluff. 1.9k words) ↳ easy to love. . . love has always been a beautiful mystery. until kiyoko came along to help you uncover it. (shimizu kiyoko, gn reader. fluff. 1.2k words)

[blackgirlsrxck]

ONE BAD NIGHT

Daniel Riccardo x F1!Driver reader

Summary: A song fic based on Hayley Kiyoko's song "One Bad Night"

Notes: I was listening to Hayley Kiyoko ( if you don't know who she is, I recommend listening because she is amazing) and it really inspired me to write this fic. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND YOU LISTEN TO THE SONG AS YOU READ THIS!!!!!! Let me know what you think in the comments! xoxo

Word Count: 1.3k

The night air was charged with excitement as the roar of engines filled the air. The Formula 1 circuit was alive with the electric energy of competition, and amidst the fast-paced chaos, you stood poised at the starting line. As a female driver in a male-dominated sport, you had faced countless obstacles to get to this point. But tonight, as the lights flashed and the engines revved, you were determined to prove your worth.

Among the crowd, your eyes locked with the charismatic Australian driver, Daniel Ricciardo. His infectious smile and magnetic personality had always captivated you, and tonight was no exception. The connection between you was immediate, as if the universe conspired to bring you together on this fateful night. It felt like yesterday when you first met him.  

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The sun beat down on the asphalt as the Formula 1 paddock buzzed with excitement. It was a hot summer day, and the air was thick with the smell of rubber and anticipation. As a young and determined female driver, you stood in the midst of it all, ready to take on the world of motorsport.

Among the sea of mechanics, engineers, and fellow drivers, your eyes caught sight of a familiar face – Daniel Ricciardo. His vibrant smile and infectious energy seemed to light up the paddock, drawing people towards him like a magnet. It was hard not to be captivated by his charm and the aura of positivity that surrounded him.

As fate would have it, you found yourself crossing paths with Daniel near the garage. The lyrics of Hayley Kiyoko's "One Bad Night" echoed in your mind, as if they were predicting the significance of this encounter. There was an instant connection, a spark of recognition that passed between you, as if the universe had conspired to bring you together.

You mustered up the courage to approach him, your heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. He turned towards you, his eyes lighting up with genuine curiosity. At that moment, you knew there was something special about him – something that drew you closer.

"Hi," you said, your voice filled with a blend of determination and excitement. "I've admired your racing skills and your positive energy. It's an honor to meet you, Daniel."

Daniel grinned, his eyes sparkling with warmth. "Well, it's great to meet you too! I've heard about your talent on the track. We should definitely grab a coffee sometime and talk racing."

You felt a surge of excitement and gratitude. The lyrics of the song played in your head, echoing the possibilities that lay before you. It was the beginning of a friendship – a connection that would soon blossom into something more.

In the weeks that followed, you and Daniel found yourselves spending more and more time together. Coffee dates turned into late-night conversations about racing strategies and dreams. He listened intently to your stories of overcoming obstacles and breaking barriers as a female driver, his support unwavering.

The more you got to know Daniel, the more you realized how genuinely kind and down-to-earth he was. Despite his success and fame, he remained humble and grounded, always making time for those around him. He became your confidant, someone you could lean on during the highs and lows of the racing world.

As the friendship deepened, you couldn't ignore the growing affection between you. The lyrics of the song took on a new meaning, reflecting the emotions that swirled within your hearts. There were stolen glances, subtle touches, and moments that felt like they were straight out of a fairytale.

One fateful evening, as the sun set over the paddock, you found yourselves alone, lost in each other's gaze. The lyrics of "One Bad Night" whispered through your mind, fueling the courage within you.

"I've come to realize that one bad night ain't enough to forget you," you said, your voice filled with sincerity. "I don't want to let fear or doubt hold us back. Let's take a leap of faith, Daniel."

He smiled, his eyes sparkling with the same affection mirrored in your own. "I couldn't agree more. Life's too short to let opportunities slip away. Let's embrace whatever comes our way, together."

And in that moment, surrounded by the whispers of the song, you knew that this meeting was more than just chance. It was destiny, weaving your paths together in a tale of love and racing that would transcend the boundaries of the track. As the sun dipped below the horizon, you held hands, ready to

 embark on a journey filled with exhilarating twists, heart-pounding turns, and a love that would endure the trials of the racing world.

The race began, and the adrenaline coursed through your veins as you pushed your car to the limits. Every twist and turn was executed with precision, every decision calculated in the blink of an eye. The lyrics of "One Bad Night" echoed in your mind, the haunting melody mirroring the yearning in your heart.

"One bad night ain't enough to forget you," Hayley Kiyoko's voice echoed as you raced, the words resonating with the passion burning within you. It was a love that defied logic, one that refused to be extinguished by the challenges of the racing world. As the laps flew by, you found yourself locked in a fierce battle with Daniel, each maneuver and strategy pushing you closer together.

With every lap, the chemistry between you intensified. The lyrics of the song played in your head, the words capturing the unspoken desires and emotions swirling within your soul. It was a dangerous dance, one where the line between victory and defeat blurred with the intoxicating allure of love.

As the race reached its climax, you found yourselves side by side, the intensity of the moment almost overwhelming. The cheers of the crowd melded with the crescendo of the song, the lyrics becoming an anthem of the connection you shared.

"One bad night ain't enough to forget you," the words reverberated as you fought for every inch of the track. The world around you disappeared, and it was just you and Daniel, two hearts intertwined in a battle of wills and emotions.

And then, in a split second, it happened. A daring move, a calculated risk that paid off. You overtook Daniel, claiming the lead with a surge of adrenaline. The crowd erupted in cheers, their voices blending with the lyrics that now took on a whole new meaning.

But as the race concluded, and the checkered flag waved, a bittersweet realization settled in. The racing world was demanding, often tearing apart the most fervent of connections. The lyrics of the song now took on a different tone, reflecting the challenges that lay ahead.

"One bad night ain't enough to forget you, but I'll try," the lyrics echoed, mirroring the inner turmoil you faced. The road ahead was uncertain, filled with obstacles that threatened to separate you both. But the connection you had formed was undeniable, and you were determined to fight for it.

As the sun set and darkness embraced the paddock, you found solace in each other's arms. The lyrics of the song served as a reminder of the battles that lay ahead, but also of the love that burned bright within your hearts. Together, you vowed to defy the odds, to navigate the twists and turns of life and love with the same passion and determination that had brought you together.

"One bad night ain't enough to forget you," you whispered, your voice blending with the lyrics that resonated in the stillness of the night. It was a promise, a testament to the strength of your connection, and the beginning of a love story that would endure the challenges that lie ahead.

As the stars twinkled overhead, you and Daniel held onto each other, ready to face whatever came your way. Because one bad night was never enough to forget the love that had bloomed in the heart of the fast-paced world you both called home.

[ryxmix]

Heyy just curious, what are your rules for requests? I can’t seem to find a post saying them

...well shit i don't have one do i?

RULES !

1. CHARACTERS I WRITE AND DON'T !

i write ↴

most ADULT characters

aged up characters if they're not present as adults (STRICTLY based on art of them as established adults; not to be pictured as in game models or in series; art will always be linked and/or artist mentioned - but i haven't done that in a long time)

timeskip characters (haikyuu) in nsfw works; pre timeskip will only be written in fluff context and most usually will be written as context or backstory to post timeskip scenarios

i write afab readers for nsfw posts but gn characters for fluff posts!

i do NOT write ↴

I DO NOT WRITE CHILDREN! Not even with art context as mentioned before. Characters with child models like klee or qiqi will not be written in romantic contexts at all!

i do not write amab readers for nsfw!

established gay characters will NOT be written with fem reader and established lesbian characters will NOT be written with male reader

i tend to not write characters in established relationships but this might change (because of kiyoko <3333) (also because some are clearly established but for censorship issues cannot be explicitly stated (cough cough kavetham, acheswan, ratiorine, renheng cough cough)

specific characters i do not write in romantic and sexual context who may fit the do write criteria are as follows - - zhongli (ignore my previous works <3) - traveler - xiao (ignore previous works <3) - kenma kozume - monster characters (EXCLUDING von lycaon, vampire aus, hybrids, and the uh...occasional tentacles)

2. FANDOMS !

genshin

pokemon games

honkai star rail

haikyuu

saint spell's loveguide to the magical student's spellbook (omg please everyone check that game out it is literally everything)

obey me

the arcana

twisted wonderland

i might write johhny cage and sephiroth. no one else. i do not know about the games. all i know is hot.

fnaf (Michael and vannesa specifically) but i don't think I'll write them without req

3. GENERAL RULES !

what i do write ↴

nsfw (practically everything except what i will give in the don't write)

dark content (but like...cnc)

angst

fluff

gn reader (fluff)

fem reader (smut)

poly relationships (with reader)

increasingly downbad reader

borderline hentai i think

what i DON'T write ↴

scat

piss

pregnancy sex

period sex

rape/non con/extremely dubious dubcon

male reader for nsfw

pedophilia

stepcest/incest/pseudocest

ships/non x reader stuff (i mean I'll reblog lots of ships i like but i won't be writing for them unless it's a poly with reader)

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN !

[officials-isabella]

~ Haikyuu X Rui reader ~

Human reader of course not demon

Reader is a grade under the first years and he look up to the volleyball team and he plans on joining next year on the time if his health allows him but right now he is on the team as a male manager and he sits with and watches the games.

Reader is very sickly but he isn't contagious but the team doesn't treat him any differently and they help him with school and they make sure he feels included in everything they do .

Hinata met reader on the way to the gym on try out and he help reader get to the gym and Hinata and reader got along great and Reader really liked Hinata as his friend and Hinata was the one to introduce reader to the team and he always tried to make reader smile .

Hinata worried alot about reader but he knows that reader doesn't like how sickly he is as reader told him and Hinata tries to make reader happy and Hinata tries to make reader feel included in everything he and the teams does.

Kageyama and reader met when Hinata introduced reader to the team and Kageyama and reader at first didn't get along but as time went on they started to get along and Reader is glad they got along now and now are friends and kageyama was confused as to why reader was introduced to the team and kageyama tries not to upset reader .

Kageyama does worried about reader but not a lot but he knows that reader doesn't like how sickly he is as reader told him and Hinata and Kageyama tries to not reader upset about it and kageyama also tries to make reader feel included in everything he and the teams does.

Tsukishima and Reader live in the same neighborhood so they knew each other before Hinata introduced reader to the team and reader and Tsukishima got along and they both like to make mean comments .

Tsukishima worried sometimes about reader but he knows that reader doesn't like how sickly he is as he heard reader talk about it and Tsukishima don't make reader upset as he just normal around him and Tsukishima tries to make reader feel included in everything he and the yamaguchi and the teamdoes.

Yamaguchi already knew reader as they met a few times when he visited Tsukishima house but he was surprised when Hinata introduced him at tryouts and reader and yamaguchi get along really well.

Yamaguchi often worries about Reader but he knows that reader doesn't like how sickly he is as Tsukishima told him about it and yamaguchi don't make reader upset as he doesn't do anything wrong and yamaguchi tries to make reader feel included in everything he and the Tsukishima and the teamdoes.

Daichi met reader when he was introduced at tryouts and he was the one to suggest reader be a manger as he knew it would be best for reader and daichi and reader are good friends.

Daichi often worries about reader but he knows how reader feels about his sickness as reader talk about it and Daichi tries his best to make reader feel included in things the teams does .

Sugawara met reader in the hallway as reader bump into him on accident and he was the one to encourage reader to become a manager and he and reader are good friends .

Sugawara is the one that worry about reader the most but he knows how reader feels about his sickness as reader talk about it and sugawara tried to make reader happy and include in everything.

Yachi met reader when he was introduced at tryouts and yachi help reader with stuff like homework and she was the one to help reader move around the court and reader view her as a great friend.

Yachi does worry about reader but she tried not to but she knows how reader feels about his sickness as reader talks about it and yachi tried to make reader happy and include in everything.

Kiyoko met reader when he was introduced at tryouts and kiyoko agreed daichi plan to make reader a manger and she is the one to make sure reader make it to class and reader view her as a friend.

Kiyoko tried not to worry about reader but she knows how reader feels about his sickness as reader told him and kiyoko tries make reader happy and include everything the manager does.