#mattsun x chubby Reader

[cottonlemonade]

Chub Rub

warnings: mdni, suggestive

You drew in a sharp breath when you peeled your jeans shorts off. The day out with your friends in the city had been great and all but you walked so much your shorts had ridden up, causing your skin to rub raw.

You sat on the corner of your bed, gingerly spreading your legs and reaching for the tub of aloe vera jelly to soothe the sting.

“Oh, can I get in on that action?”

You looked up to see your boyfriend leaning in the doorway with his hands in his pockets and a grin across his face.

“What? Why?”

“I dunno, you are on the bed with no pants on. Seems like something I should get involved in. - What are you doing?”

You pointed miserably at the chafed areas on your inner thighs. Your boyfriend winced. “Ouch, looks painful. So you’re putting some cream on there?”

You nodded and stared when he came over, grabbed the tub out of your hand and knelt down between your legs.

“Well, this seems very familiar…”, he mumbled, earning himself a slap on the shoulder but it did make you laugh.

Carefully, he scooped up some of the goopy green jelly and began applying it. The cooling was instant and you let yourself fall back onto the bed, sighing happily.

Once he (very thoroughly) covered everything, he set a kiss on a non-jellied part of your thigh and joined you on your bed.

“What now?”

“Now I have to keep my legs apart until the jelly is gone. - Don’t!”, you said immediately when you saw him take a breath to give some kind of inappropriate retort, “It’s too easy.”

He chuckled and drew you in for a kiss.

Tendou, Kuroo, Futakuchi, Konoha, Noya, Sugawara, Atsumu, Osamu, Mattsun, Iwaizumi, Hoshiumi, Suna, Yaku, your fave

[ichxraaa]

smug, grinning, teasing Issei will always be the death of us

he is the king of teasing, and it’s so effortlessly natural for him, it’s nearly comical.

when you first meet him you can see his eyes glint, and there comes the first glimpse of that part of him, he honestly doesn’t have second intentions at the beginning, sure you are pretty to look at but nothing more, and as time passes and he gets to know you as you work together he begins having fun at your reactions, he particularly loves when you tease back, and how witty you can be when you let yourself from your professional persona.

does he begin to think more about you then? maybe.

will he make a move on you? also maybe, for now he enjoys the back and forth dance you have going on.

[kitakashi]

Curves

✨ NSFW MNDI ✨

part of @touyaspeach Stay Soft Collab

Reader is CHUBBY

Shoving the rest of the muffin into your mouth, you licked the crumbs off your lips. Feeling his eyes on you, you raised a brow at him. “Issei, you’re making me self conscious staring like that.”

“You always look so happy when you eat. I can’t help but stare at my gorgeous baby.”

Rolling your eyes, you turned away from where the raven sat at the kitchen table. You avoided his gaze, knowing your cheeks would darken if you didn’t. Moving to the cabinets you pulled down a glass then grabbed your favorite juice from the fridge. Matsukawa’s eyes on you the entire time.

The soft fabric of your pajamas flowed in all the right places. Accentuating your assets and hiding your flaws (Mattsun swears you don’t have any though). How anyone could look so sexy in basic sweatpants and a t-shirt he wasn’t sure but you definitely managed it. All you were doing was pouring yourself a glass of juice, nothing special. The raven let his eyes sweep over your curves, thirsty for something no drink could quench.

Groaning, Matsukawa lightly smacked his head against the table. He didn’t want a headache alongside his traditional morning boner. Every day since the two of you had moved in together tested the raven’s restraint. Actually, who is he kidding, ever since you two met its been like this. Moving in together just made Mattsun’s hard on permanent.

Raising an eyebrow, you glanced at him over your glass of juice. “You OK there, Issei?”

“Yup,” came the muffled response, his face still against the wooden surface. “Just horny, babe.”

Snorting, you rolled your eyes thinking of how typical it was of Mattsun to be aroused every morning. Turning your back to him, you chugged your glass then deposited it in the sink. He shifted taking in the perfect view you unknowingly gave him.

Your pajama pants were tight around your plump ass. Even though you ranted constantly about how the fashion industry catered to one body type, Matsukawa was secretly grateful for it. It meant tighter fits around your luscious curves. Those clothes you hated which show cased your thick thighs, jiggling butt cheeks and soft waist, amongst other parts, were the stuff of Mattsun’s dreams.

Stretching out a hand as you walked past him to your seat at the table, he smacked your ass. Hard. Shrieking, you jumped forward.

“Matsukawa Issei!”

Chuckling, a cocky smirk graced his lips. Dark eyes observing your lower half, hot blood rushing south. His fingers danced over your fabric covered behind. Slapping his grabby hands away, you slid into your seat. Propping his head up with an arm, he watched you with a love stricken expression and a sprinkling abundance of lust.

Glancing at your phone, you frowned at the time. The sound of scraping against linoleum, notified you Mattsun had moved his chair. Warm hands on your waist clued you in on where to. He pulled you to straddle his lap, ignoring your protests that you were too heavy.

“Hey, beautiful,” hot breath tickled your ear, “did you sit in a pile of sugar?”

Your brows furrowed as you frowned, “no?”

White teeth glistened as his smile grew, “I think you did. ‘Cuz you got a sweet ass.”

“Oh my gosh, Issei!” Trying to bite your lips to keep from laughing, you failed miserably. “Did Makki tell you that?”

“I got more.”

“Oh, no…” grinning, you wrapped your arms around his neck. You stared up at him waiting. “Well let’s hear them. Maybe you’ll get lucky.”

Matsukawa wiggled his thick eyebrows suggestively, “prepare yourself then. I got some good ones.” You snorted, shaking your head. His thumbs rubbed gentle circles on your hips. “Did you eat Lucky Charms this morning? Because you’re looking magically delicious.” Chuckling, you rolled your eyes. The raven haired man kept going, “unlike Subway, my foot-long doesn’t cost five dollars.”

Your whole body shook with hysterics. Leaning forward, you pressed your head into the crook of his neck. Gasping between chuckles you wheezed, “fuck, that was terrible! You are so done. I can’t take anymore.”

“No, wait! I got more!”

Using both hands you covered his mouth, attempting to stop him from speaking. Although, you knew if he wanted, he could easily move them. Dark eyes glittering, Mattsun slid his hand around yours and kissed your palms.

“You are lucky I love you.”

“Very,” he agreed responding with his own declaration of love. “So,” fluffy brows wiggling again, “did I get lucky?”

“What?”

“You said I might get lucky if I told you more.” He pressed a kiss to your wrist, gently trailing his lips up your arm. Once he reached your shoulder, he started back at the other wrist. “After all,” your breath caught as Matsukawa ground his hips into yours, “you got a free foot-long out of it. Its only fair I get something too.” He kept his heated gaze locked onto yours until he tilted your head with one hand, baring your neck to his mouth.

“Issei,” gently stabbing his chest with a finger, you reluctantly leant back from his onslaught, “we need to get ready to leave if we’re going to meet Makki for lunch.”

Grinding his groin against your crotch, a playful smirk pulled at his mouth. “So we’ll be a bit late. Makki will understand if I tell him I forgot I had a doctors appointment this morning.” You gave him a deadpan stare. Mattsun continued, alluring baritone husky with want, “might need Dr. Y/n to check me out. I hear they’re a specialist for my condition.”

Raising an eyebrow, you snorted, holding in the moans trying to break free. Mattsun knew your body well, he knew how to use it against you. The hand on your neck softly stroked the edge of your jawline as his other hand tightened his hold on your plush waist not letting you up.

“I’m afraid, Mr. Matsukawa, that Dr. Y/n’s out of town today,” you pouted spouting your faux apology, albeit somewhat breathlessly.

He groaned, throwing his head back, raven curls bouncing. “Y/n…” he whined, reflecting your pout.

“Issei,” frowning you reached both hands up, running fingers through his soft locks then cupping his cheeks. “baby, come on,” he started to protest but you cut him off with a finger to his lips. “You haven’t seen your best friend in months.”

Pushing his lips out and down, the 188cm grown man sulked for a moment before responding. His voice was distorted due to the shape of his mouth, “what about my problem?” To emphasize his point, he thrust up against your sex drawing a gasp from your lips as the angle hit a sensitive spot.

Gripping his toned biceps for support, you looked at your phone again. A warmth had started to form in your gut from his consistent ministrations. “Not, enough time…” you panted, shaking your head.

Not liking your answer, he used the hand on your neck to pull your mouth against his. Matsukawa slipped his tongue into your mouth, swirling it around yours. Nipping your bottom lip, he pressured you to submit to his kisses. Fingers from his other hand danced across your thighs. Mattsun loved to massage your body when he made-out with you. Feeling every dip and curve of your soft frame. Yanking at the hair in your hands, you pulled his face away from yours. He moaned, relishing it when you got a little rough with him.

Scowling, you sent him your fiercest glare (which Mattsun found adorable). You were about to disentangle yourself from him when the hand rubbing your thighs dipped inward. Long slender fingers worked gentle magic through your sweatpants, just enough to stimulate but leave you wanting more. As soon as you involuntarily rocked your hips into his, Matsukawa’s hands crept away from your core towards your chest. Fingers caressed under your breasts. Gritting your teeth, you attempted to regain control of the spiraling situation. Finding his access into your mouth denied, his teeth nipped and pulled at your bottom lip.

Vibrations on the table behind you, had you casting a look over your shoulder at your phone. Hanamaki’s nickname dancing across your screen as the incoming caller. Snatching from its spot you slid your finger over the answer button then held it up to Mattsun’s ear.

“Yo, Y/n!”

The raven jerked with surprise at the cold metal touching his face. He cleared his throat taking the phone from you, “h-hey, Makki, what’s up?”

“Damn, Y/n your voice got deep,” he laughed at his own joke as you and Matsukawa rolled your eyes. “Nothing much, just at the train station and wanted to make sure I hop on the right one. Been texting you dude, but I guess you haven’t checked your phone. Had to call Y/n.”

Taking this as your cue to escape, you managed to wiggle free from your lover’s tight embrace. Even with one hand preoccupied holding your phone, Mattsun still made it difficult. “Oh, right. Sorry about that,” he pouted at you, moving the cell to the crook of his neck so he could make grabby hands at you. “Haven’t been up that long.”

You could hear Hanamaki’s boisterous laugh, “dude, its like almost 11.”

Sticking out your tongue you dashed off to your shared bedroom. “I said ‘up’, not that I hadn’t been awake,” Mattsun scowled, watching you shut the door behind you.

Letting out a sigh of relief, you made your way into your bathroom, brushing your teeth and washing your face with cold water. As much as you would have liked to continue what had been started in the kitchen, you knew how much Matsukawa had been looking forward to having lunch with Hanamaki.

Pulling the clothes you had decided on the night before from the closet, you hurried to get ready as your man will only take a few minutes once he was off the phone. Just as you pulled a comb through your hair the bedroom door opened. Mattsun slinking into the room, grumbling about Makki being a cock-block as he threw on his own clothes.

Completing your outfit with a few accessories, you gave yourself a once over in the floor length mirror in the corner. Biting your lip, you shifted sideways to get a better angle on your back. You were rarely satisfied with the way you looked, always feeling like you could look better. Your raven beau leaning against the door frame, unashamedly checking you out.

“Hey, does this-”

Mattsun cut you off, “yes. It makes your butt look big. And I am so hard over it.”

Turning to face him you glared but he just smiles and gestures to his erect cock pressing against his pants. You sigh, rolling your eyes, “you’re always hard.”

He wiggles a single finger, “one: only for you,” he adds a second digit, “two: you abandoned me, leaving this problem.” Mattsun gives you a pointed look before wagging a third finger, “three: not the point. You look stunning. You know I love your curves.”

Opening your mouth to respond, you suddenly stop, a light bulb flickering to life in your head. Matsukawa watches with interest as you smirk. “A foot-long is a meal, ‘Sei, and I don’t want to ruin my appetite.”

Pouting like the man-child he is, his giant hands reach for you, pulling you into his arms. Mattsun’s deep baritone whines your name, a pleading look in his lusty gaze. His painfully hard length digging into your front. On your tiptoes, you press kisses along his jawline. A grumbling moan works itself free from his chest, you can feel the vibrations of it when he tightens his hold on you.

“I’ll let you use my hand,” you offer, lips dancing across his neck, “but you have to be fast. I don’t want to be late for the train and have to wait 15 minutes for the next one.”

Before you had finished speaking, Matsukawa’s pants hit the floor. He lifted his shirt as you tugged on his underwear. Seeing his massive dick spring out had you on your knees without even realizing it. Glancing up at him you almost wanted to get back on your feet, the cocky smirk gracing his handsome features taunting you. Like he knew you wouldn’t be able to help yourself. Instead, you delicately ran a finger along the vein of his shaft to his dark tip. He groaned, body shuddering at your teasing.

As was everything with Matsukawa, his cock was enormous. His height, hands and feet, broad back, heavy balls and thick long cock. You couldn’t even wrap your hand around his impressive girth. Years into a relationship with the raven and you were still mesmerized every time. At least now you mostly didn’t drool.

Nuzzling his well trimmed balls, you eyed the man towering above you. His giant hands gripped the door frame, knuckles already turning white. He didn’t want to mess up your hair. Sucking one of his balls into your mouth, you swirled his weeping tip with your fingers lubricated in his precum. You wanted to tease him, force that smirk still lingering off his face. You also wanted to stay on schedule.

Licking the sensitive skin of his balls, you started pumping your fist. While your fingers couldn’t touch around him, Matsukawa still preferred the feeling of your hand over his own. The door frame creaked under the force of his grip. Keeping eye contact with him from your place between his legs. You love watching him come undone due to your touches.

“Baby,” his deep voice trembled, “you’re so good to me. Nobody can suck me off like you do.” Humming at his praise, you released his balls to make your way up to his head. You kept humming as you sucked on his tip, continuing to move your hands along his shaft. “That’s it, keep going,” he moaned your name squeezing his eyes shut, one shaking hand pressing down on the back of your head.

Releasing his cock with a popping sound, you scowled up at him, “Issei,” his eyelids flittered open, “mess up my hair and no sex for the rest of the week.” His hand jerked away as if your hair had burnt him.

Taking him back into your mouth, you sucked him in until he hit the back of your throat. Mattsun moaned your name again, hips snapping forward. You pressed your free hand against his groin to keep him from completely choking you with his cock.

“You look so good with my dick in your mouth. Even prettier if I had you naked and spread for me but I guess I can wait until tonight,” Matsukawa’s dirty talk always got worse when he was close to cumming. “Can’t fucking wait to spear you with my cock, baby. You sure we have to go out?”

The raven fisted his shirt into his hands as you hummed an affirmative to his question. The vibrations bringing him even closer to the edge of his orgasm. You smacked his hand to drop his shirt, not wanting it to get wrinkled. Both his hands gripping the door frame once again, you wouldn’t be shocked if the wood cracked. Bobbing your head, your tongue danced along the vein of his shaft as you sucked him off. Your other hand continuing to pump what you couldn’t fit in your mouth. Hips jerking and knees shaking, Mattsun emptied his hot load into your mouth.

Pulling you to your feet as you swallowed, he mouth met yours in a passionate kiss. His tongue darted out, licking his cum that escaped your lips. A couple soft pecks later and Matsukawa leant back, a boyish grin on his face.

“Thank you, baby,” dark eyes tender as he caressed your soft cheeks. He kissed you again, full of love and devotion. “You’re so good to me. I love you.”

You smiled, “I love you too, Issei.”

Reluctantly you reminded him of where you both needed to be and headed off to the bathroom to quickly check your appearance while he also fixed himself. Upon returning, Mattsun held out his hand and laced his fingers with yours. Pocketing your phone, you tossed him the keys. Dashing out the door, matching giant love-sick grins stretched across your faces, you hoped to make the incoming train.

[d0llpie]

can i get “you dont think i can pick you up” with matsukawa where the reader always pushes matsukawa away when he tries to pick them up and one day he finally asks why and they tell him they dont think he can pick them up fluff with a happy ending please 🥺🥺 thank u 💕

Matsukawa with s/o who thinks he can’t lift them

prompt : “you don’t think i can lift you up”

a/n: i love matsukawa, also i hope i interpreted this right ! thank you for the request <3

wc: 800

-You’d always hated the idea of someone trying to pick you up, no matter how much taller than your or musclier, it just led you to overthink and want to escape.

-In the past you even felt uncomfortably nervous sitting on your ex’s or friends laps, your thighs always ended up burning from trying to keep your weight off of them. There was no way it wouldn’t hurt them.

-Whenever you’d cuddle, you only lay half your body on them, hoping to avoid crushing them with your body even if they were stronger, taller. It was drilled into your head that you simply couldn’t do those things.

-You were fine with this, you never needed to do those things to be happy in a relationship and you never felt the need to. Your boyfriend Matssun, however, always tried to get you to let him pick you up. He would sneak up behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle while you relaxed back into him, however, the second you felt his muscles tense, preparing to try lift you off the ground, you ripped yourself from his hold, turning to poke your tongue out at his disappointed face.

-It became a regular occurrence, a challenge for him to try and catch you off guard enough so he could throw you over his shoulder, trying to make you laugh. He never succeeded though, you already sensed when he was up to something, catching the smirk on his face or the flex of his muscles while he hugged you.

“y/n, hi baby” your giant boyfriend came into the kitchen, walking towards you, a lazy grin plastered on his face as you stood by the kitchen island, buttering some toast. “goodmorning sleepyhead” you smiled up at him as he came and hugged you, breathing in deeply against the top of your head “how long ago did you wake up?” he rested his chin on your shoulder, “around 20 minutes ago, i didn’t want to wake you, you looked tired” “hmmm” he hummed in return, turning you to face him. He grabbed your chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting your head up to press a lingering kiss on your lips. You hummed into the kiss before you felt him smirk against your mouth, trailing his hands down to your thighs. Your eyes shot open before he could grip under them and hoist you up, pushing him back you smiled at him.

“Damn you almost got me there baby” you chuckled as he frowned at you “c’monn, how come you never let me pick you up? this game is dumb >:(“ you laughed at his pout, leaning up to kiss it away. “hey, c’mon” he rested his hands on your hips, waiting for you to answer. You sighed knowing he wasn’t going to let this go “You can’t lift me issei, i’m too heavy” you shrugged and turned back around to continue making your breakfast. He was silent behind you and you started to worry, you turned around to see him staring at you dumbfounded “you don’t think i can lift you up?” you weren’t sure but he almost looked offended. “Oh so you think i’m weak, wowww i’m hurt y/n, you think these are just for show?” he flexed his arms at you and you laughed, he feigned a hurt expression before continuing “i have dragged a struggling iwaizumi off of Oikawa on numerous occasions and you think i can’t haul your short ass?” you gasped “i’m not short” “you are compared to me pipsqueak” he was smiling at you with that signature lazy grin again and you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around him. “i’m sorry tough guy but i still think you’ll strain yourself so give up” he rolled his eyes, trapping you in his arms as you struggled against his hold. Your eyes filled with panic as he lifted you up effortlessly, throwing you over his shoulder as you pounded your fists against his back. Eventually you gave up and just lay there as he chuckled “this is what you were freaking out about?” he slapped your butt, earning a yelp and punch from you before he took you into the bedroom, throwing you onto the bed. “Issei what the hell” you smiled up at him and he laughed before flopping down next to you, pulling you on top of him.

He tucked your head into his chest, pulling you fully on top of him, “i’ve wanted to hold you for so long, and i deserve this since you left me to wake up alone this morning” you chuckled, nodding into him, cuddling for the rest of the morning.

[cuziloveyou7]

I just wanna say a big thank you to you. I would give my heart to you! All my love! You deserve it!

This was absolutely amazing! You made me cry so much happy tears. I had to take brakes in-between reading because every time reader started crying I was also crying. From every little thing all 3 boys did for reader to the big gestures and words from Iwa... had me sobbing.

I was reading a fic a few days ago and they clearly described reader with a slender waist and I got so upset, I stopped reading the fic because I felt horrible. I became hesitant in reading other fics, BUT THIS! THIS PIECE IS AMAZING.

A lot of projecting happens whilst reading reader insert fic and I have never really felt that connected to a fic as this one. I'm always left unsatisfied. But not this time! I understood, I felt, I longed and I wished.

I just love it, I can't describe how much this healed me! Thank you again❤

𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 – 𝒊𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒛𝒖𝒎𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆

࿏ pairing: iwaizumi hajime x chubby female reader ࿏ genre: fluff, smut, angst; best friends to lovers!AU ࿏ word count: 11.6k (at this point i have no explanation, im sorry) ࿏ warnings: swearing, mentions of body image issues, self doubts, anxiety, bullying, fat shaming; as well as violence and blood (iwa gets into a fight mwah); ddlg (daddy dom-little girl) dynamics, soft dom!iwa, body worship, praising, sugarcoated degradation, spitting, choking, fingering, face riding, unprotected sex ࿏ A/N: And here it finally is! My first x chubby reader fic!! As a chubby someone who’s been reading fanficion for a long time, I’ve always craved some kind of representation and now I finally got to join this side of the community and I’m more than just happy about the way it turned out. I genuinely hope you guys will enjoy this and find comfort the same way I did while writing this. At this point I just want to thank my baby @natsuosfairy​ for helpping me with this fic and listening to my stupid rants, i love you so much!!<3 Please feel free to leave any sort of feedback if you enjoyed it and thank you so much for everything.

– ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ x ᴢᴀᴅᴇ

࿏ Summary: After four years of trying to get over your stupid crush on your best friend, said male finally comes back home and all of a sudden all of those plans are thrown overboard…

Lees verder

[roronoa-roro]

Which jjk and kny+hq men like chubby girls/guys?

Which boys like their s/os plump!

disclaimer: this is from an anime-only writer's point of view! please keep that in mind! also, aged-up characters!

pairing: various hot men from demon slayer, haikyuu, jujutsu kaisen x chubby gn!reader!

Lovestruck: He loves his chubby s/o. To the point of being obsessed. It's just something about the way you are soft-soft everywhere that has him going bananas. His favorite bonding habits are fondling your folds and just squishing against you in general. Do NOT be surprised if he pops up randomly and grabs a handful of your love handles. The little startled yelp you let out? Oh, he cherishes it. Bonus if you get easily annoyed by his behavior- because that means he has to cuddle you and comfort you until you are not mad at him anymore. Something he absolutely does not mind doing.

JJK:

Toji, Megumi (like father, like son), Geto, Itadori, Yaga (I find him hot okay)

KNY:

Rengoku, UZUI (I mean— look at his wives😭), Akaza, Gyomei, Muzan

HQ:

MATTSUN, kyoutani, futakuchi, KONOHA, Ukai jr(non negotiable sry)

Honorable Mentions: They love your chubbiness, but unlike the lovestruck ones from above- these men are more obsessed with you rather than your body. If you ever wished to lose weight, they would harden their heart and help you with your wish.

IWAIZUMI (this man— phew), KUROO, akashi (yes he likes it thicc), GOJO, giyuu, genya, shinjuro rengoku, INUMAKI

a/n: thanks for requesting nonnie! these are my top five men who would love to have a chubby s/o!

[hajimescutie]

# — seijoh third years with a chubby s/o

includes: t. oikawa, h. iwaizumi, i. matsukawa, & t. hanamaki x gn!reader

genre: sad but mostly fluff

warnings: insecurity

a/n: hi cuties! sorry this took so long, i was having a hard time on choosing who/what to write about for my first post. i've always been someone who has struggled with my weight and self-confidence and i'm sure many others have as well. all of you are beautiful just the way you are! pls enjoy this headcanon of my favorite third years lol.

main masterlist aoba johsai masterlist

OIKAWA

oikawa would absolutely love your plushiness

he understands what it's like when it comes to self-image, so he's always there to constantly reassure you how beautiful you are each day

his favorite place to lay down is your stomach or your thighs

"they're just so soft!" he says he's so cute

he always does his best to make you smile each day

although when it comes to his fangirls, you can't help but compare yourself to them

you always thought that oikawa was better off with someone thinner and better looking

there have been multiple occurrences where you can't help look in the mirror and criticize everything you see

as soon as oikawa hears your self-doubts, he immediately showers you with compliments

"baby those girls have nothing on you"

"why would i even spare a glance at them when i have the most gorgeous baby by my side?"

"come on now y/n-chan~, let's see that smile"

"i love you and your body y/n, nothing will ever change that"

this man makes it his mission to make you feel like the most beautiful person in the world

he knows it's going to come with time when it comes to loving yourself, but he's willing to be there for you every step of the way

kithes all over your body all the time

IWAIZUMI:

oh my lord don't even get me started with this man

he would absolutely adore the extra plush you have

he thinks it's so fucking adorable

he's constantly groping your thighs, your hips, your ass, but in a loving way

he loves how your thighs jiggle whenever you put your jeans/shorts on

whenever he's had a rough day, the only thing on his mind is laying in bed and snuggling you and your softness

ur thicc

obviously there are times where the inner demons become too much and you wonder why someone like iwa, who's very muscular and takes exercise very seriously (hence why he's an athletic trainer), is with you, someone who isn't all that athletic

he always reminds you that he loves you for you

"baby you know how much i love your plushiness"

"what do you mean you hate it? i think it's sexy"

"ow- okay i'm sorry but seriously you're so beautiful"

if you really wanted to change how you look, iwa would be more than willing to help!

he'd show you some common exercises for losing weight or building muscle

but again, he would literally never change anything about you

you're his pretty little bebe

MATSUKAWA:

mattsun could honestly care less about your weight

but that's not a bad thing!

he understands that you've always struggled with how you look to others

but he's more so "who cares what everyone else thinks"

he's very reassuring though

whenever you guys go shopping, he tries to find clothing that would be a little out of your comfort zone, just because he knows you'll look beautiful in anything

when you come out wearing shorts that hug your hips just right and enhances your curves, he can't help but be all over you

oof better calm down before this turns nsfw lmaoo

"shit doll, you're so fucking beautiful"

"i love your thighs"

"i love your tummy"

"i love your curves"

this man is the king of compliments

does everything in his power to make sure you know how precious you are

he gets protective whenever he sees someone staring

will honestly cut a bitch if they say some snarky comment towards you

10/10 what a king

HANAMAKI:

he's like mattsun, has the mindset where you shouldn't care what others think

"it's your body, it's nobody's damn business on how you look"

honestly makki struggles with his body as well, but you both are there to support one another

always has his hands on you

one of those people that sticks his hand in your back pocket and grabs your ass lmao

kisses everywhere, constantly

will always make you put on a fashion show whenever you buy new clothes that are more revealing

he loves your love handles

he's always squeezing them, much to your dismay

"i'm sorry i can't help it love, they're just so cute and they make me love you even more"

they also make it easier for him to tickle you, also to your dismay

"okay, okay, i promise i'm done now"

sike

whenever it's bedtime, he always has his hand wrapped around your waist and drawing cute lil shapes on your skin

whispers sweet nothings in your ear about how fucking stunning you are until he hears your soft little snores

he'd give your waist one last squeeze until he snuggles up with you and falls asleep

we love makki

reblogs are appreciated! <3

©hajimescutie 2021, all rights reserved.

[sugamamacustard]

One more time

Pairing:  Alpha! Toru Oikawa x Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff! (Sorry, no NSFW this time! I just couldn’t fit it!)

Request: Hi 👋 May I request an Alpha Oikawa x Omega reader scenario where they already have a pup and Oikawa wants another. How he would he be with his pregnant omega and his pups ?I'm sorry if this is confusing, ABO Au is one of my favourites but I have never made a request before so I'm not sure how to explain? Fluff, NSFW you can write it however u like THANK YOU 💕

Summary: You loved your small little family, but your alpha felt there was something missing. 

Author’s Note: I loved this request so much??? Like, it’s so wholesome and domestic and my A’/B/O heart melts every time at Dad! Alpha! boys.  I’m super sorry as I didn’t put any NSFW into this. 

Requests: Open!

Toru Oikawa

➵  Your daughter Akemi was a blessing in every sense of the word. She was a sweetheart, happy and giggly and the absolute cutest little thing.

➵   Even if she did look like an absolute carbon copy of your husband.

➵  Her bright brown eyes and chocolate locks all copy and pasted from him.  

➵ She was precious in every way nonetheless, even if Toru rubbed it in your face every chance he got.

➵ You never got made at him though, as he was the ideal father in every sense of the word. 

➵   He made time for Akemi every day, even if he was sore and sweaty from practice—he’d shower before saying hi to her--, he’d let you have at least thirty minutes a day to yourself, more if he feels he has it down, which is almost always the case.  

➵   Toru fed her, changed her, helped you to clean up the house. You both worked like a well-oiled machine and parenthood was a breeze.

➵    It was tough at times but you both stuck to your guns, communicating efficiently about what you wanted for Akemi and her childhood.

➵    How you wanted to deal with future tantrums, what schools you were looking at for her (Neither of you were touching high schools just yet), but there was one thing that you always seemed to slip out of discussing.

➵     Siblings for Akemi.

➵    Either you never really had the time before Akemi was crying, or you and Toru were fast asleep by the time you had the chance or- there were just a multitude of things that stopped the conversation from happening. 

➵   Until Akemi’s first birthday though.  You were rocking your daughter to sleep, brushing your hand along her head and past the brown locks on her head, just reveling in the feeling of holding your pup, a sign of your and your alpha’s love for each other, even if your omega felt the smallest bit…Empty? 

➵   You knew that you and Toru wanted more children, just never got a chance to really talk about it

➵   . “Hey,” Your husbands voice purred into your ear, making you purr in response.

➵    His hands rested on your hips, holding you close as he held his daughter’s hand, running his thumb over her knuckles with such a soft and proud smile, making you just melt.

➵  “I know we haven’t talked about it in a while, but I want another.” 

➵  You laughed. “Another pup, huh?”

➵  He nodded, rounding around to take Akemi. He laid her in her crib, slowly moving to hold you close once more—his hands on your hips with yours wrapped around your neck.

➵ He kissed your forehead, resting his forehead against yours. 

➵  “Mhmm. This time they’ll look just like you with your cute little nose and beautiful eyes. Maybe even your adorable little cheeks.” You laughed, squirming when his hands came up to pinch your cheeks, enlarging your smiling face. 

➵ He let go suddenly, turning and walking out of the nursery with a smirk. “Of course, maybe the Oikawa genes just run to deep.” He chuckled, making his way to your bedroom. You merely laughed once more before following. 

___

➵ “And then when mommy’s tummy is all big and round- Pop! Out comes your new sibling. Maybe a boy or girl. I hope for a girl. Two little princesses to spoil and love.” 

➵ Akemi giggled at her father’s words, not really understanding what was going on but enjoying the attention, nonetheless. 

➵  Toru couldn’t blame her though, as he too was laughing and giggling all through the house.

➵  It had been four months since you began trying, a heat passing where Oikawa proved yet again, he was the perfect husband by tending to you and allowing his sister to watch Akemi for four days your heat was there. 

➵ She was ecstatic to hear the news of you guys trying and jumped at every opportunity to babysit for you guys.  

➵ “It’s not really a pop, but whatever you say, Daddy.” You laughed, stepping out of the bathroom, thin stick in your hands. Toru watched you expectantly, turning Akemi to look at you too.  

➵ “Ma!” Akemi preened, holding your cheeks with her small chubby hands when your nose rubbed against hers.  

➵ You crouched in front of her, holding Toru’s knees with your hands before smiling up at him.

➵  “Hope your ready to go through those nine months again.” You chuckled, Toru nearly squealing with delight as he brought you into a hug, Akemi squished carefully between you two. 

➵ “Ma!” 

➵ “Ma- Oh my god- I’m gonna be a dad again ‘Kemi! Focus on me!”

➵  “Ma!”

___

➵ You knew you married Toru Oikawa for a good reason. 

➵ Yes, he could be an asshole. 

➵ Yes, he could be the most annoying person you would ever meet.

➵  Yes, he sometimes cared too much for volleyball and-

➵ You had a point. What was it?

➵ Oh- Toru was an amazing husband through and through, despite all his flaws. He cared deeply for you, for your daughter, for your new baby (You decided to keep the gender a surprise to piss of Mattsun and Hanamaki who had a current running bet on what it would be).

➵  Every inch of his being, both alpha and not, was dedicated to your family. He was just as doting during this pregnancy as he was the last, making you purr in delight. He never wasted an opportunity to run out and grab whatever you were craving. He was even teaching Akemi to help. 

➵ She’d waddle around after you—making you watch where you are going 24/7—picking up anything you dropped and giving it the extra foot and a half that would make your life so much easier. 

➵ She picked out blankets and onesies and pacifiers, everything you would need she had a say in. And maybe it was another Blood Oikawa thing, but she had great taste. 

➵ There was a small running duckling theme in the new nursery, which was painted a pale grey, most of which was coordinated by…You guessed it.

➵  Oikawa and Akemi. 

➵For being twenty- almost twenty-one - months (A year and eight months), she was incredibly clever and smart for her age. That was all you though.

➵  No way was Toru ‘hit it till it breaks’ Oikawa the smart one in your relationship. (I live to bully this man I’m so sorry).

➵ When the first signs of labour (I’ve waited for this moment. To write about labour, as I see it done wrong all the time and as a Bio 30 student it hurts) showed up, you two began making plans to slowly prep yourself for the delivery of your new baby. 

➵ Oikawa called up his sister, who screeched—loudly into his ear when he told her about your first contractions—before agreeing to come over in case they drastically increased. You re-packed and double checked your hospital bag, making sure you had everything you didn’t during your first trip.  

➵ And you even packed Akemi her own bag for when her aunt would drop her off to meet her new sibling.  She was just as excited to meet them as you were and was constantly handing you things she would later ‘gift’ to her sibling (These included a multitude of…art that was labeled 2 bb in the cutest, but messiest scribbles you’ve ever seen). 

➵ You had to explain that when her sibling got back from the hospital, she could give them all the art she wanted as it would not all fit into the bag. She understood, watching you pack a change of clothes and pull ups for her. 

➵ She would waddle after you as you and Toru would slowly walk up and down the hallways to try and ease the pain, which was more uncomfortable than painful really.  

➵ Coos left both of you when she tied to hold onto your leg like Toru was, looking up to you with wide eyes brimmed with tears. 

➵ When active labour kicked in, she cried, hugging you both before you left. Akemi made sure to pat your belly at least one more time before waving you off, watching you both leave. 

➵ Toru was amazing the whole time, purring to you and letting you crush his hand (Yes. It was his spiking hand as he was going on paternity leave and had the time to heal. Plus, nothing would ever top his family).  

➵ When it came time to push, he was encouraging in every sense of the word, coaching you through the entire thing.

➵  He brushed off every snap you sent his way, every angry word and vile insult spat his way. He didn’t know what you were going through, just that it was painful and taxing on every part of your being. 

➵ Mentally, physically, and he was not about to start a fight with you. 

___

➵ When your son was finally handed to Toru, he cried. He’s cried a lot in his life, most in front of you, but he would always cry when it came to his family.  

➵ His son was just as small as Akemi was when she was born, but just as precious. 

➵  His face was squishy and chubby—and cone shaped—but he was adorable and you both absolutely loved him. 

➵ When Akemi got to meet him, she also cried. She loved her brother the moment they met, which you and Toru were forever grateful for, and would refuse to go more then ten feet away from him.  

➵ You ended up naming him Hiroshi, which Akemi had been trying to pronounce for as long as she’d known it.  

➵ Your little family was beautiful, and Toru was thankful for you, giving him his two bundles of absolute joy, and your love.

➵  He was entranced with you from the moment he met you and never knew his life would lead to this. He wouldn’t change it even if he had the chance. 

➵ In case you were wondering, your son ended up looking exactly like his sister and your husband. Seems the Oikawa genes run long and true.  

[loneworldgazer]

Manager listens to Girl In Red

team: seijoh x gen!reader

women

ayo so this was collecting dust in my drafts since this was like my second seijoh scenario but i didn't bother finishing it so here ya go

it's pretty short tho

they won't know unless something happens or you came out to them on your own, you haven't got the guts yet

you felt so safe with them, they constantly comfort you whenever you have a bad day and tells you to open up about any problems you had at the moment

the only time you were so obvious is when kyoutani's sister came or when oikawa's sister came for a visit or when one of hanamaki's sister-

yeah, there was a lot of times were you look really sus

"she's pretty right y/n?" watari mumbled, just a general thought not expecting a answer, yeah, you're literally staring at kyoutani's sister a little too much of course she's pretty-

anyways,

you nearly squeled seeing one of the popular pretty athlete girls enter the gym and you absolutely adored her

the chubby gal was such a hard working person, her sweat made her look so hot, oh wait-

you didn't know what she wanted, one of the boys talked with her and she left, leaving you to stare at air

hanamaki and matsukawa was a little sus of you now. how you're always ogling at girls you talk, always with a pink flush on your cheeks and when boys do, there wasn't that familiar look of adoration?

mattsun: girl in red

makki: sweather weather

oikawa: sweather weather

iwaizumi: they're too sus to even like men

you were pretty close with hanamaki's younger sister, hunie takahiro

you always look so happy when you meet her, i mean that's the usual friend treatment but hanamaki's and matsukawa's theory of you won't waver

iwaizumi and oikawa also joined in (well mostly iwaizumi since oikawa believed in the power of liking men and women and she was just bi) and they were still questioning their sexuality

so hanamaki immediately straightforwardly asked you

"do you like hunie?"

oh wow, you just wanted to pick up a ball

oh wow, your palms are sweating

oh wow, if only hajime iwaizumi or tooru oikawa served a ball to your face right now-

you slapped a hand on your mouth and pouted at that

"i mean, close enough"

you ran, yahaba heard the convo and choked on his water and watari had to check up on him

"wait, wait y/n come here-" you didn't wanna hear mattsun, you just wanted to dissappear from earth like right now

"you like girls?" a sudden voice interrupted your thoughts and you glanced back and it was just kyoutani, you trusted him so why are you afraid?

you sighed and nodded

"ooo~ what are they doing?" oikawa hummed , wiping his sweat and matsukawa and hanamaki couldn't speak especially with how much they're laughing at the moment-

"let's directly ask them instead of these two idiots" iwaizumi left and headed his way to kyoutani, wanting to scold kyoutani about his serve just now but y/n's squeling won't let him

"your sister's so hot-" kyoutani immediately turned to a tomato and covered his face, now they were both flustered, how could iwaizumi interrupt but now iwaizumi crossed his arms and smiled warmly at them

atleast from his suspicions, he could finally stop hearing oikawa's bet about her asking him out soon

it didn't change the fact he was red when he remembered how segsy kyoutani's sister was

"y/n, your wife is here-" hanamaki whisper yelled whilst mattsun choked on his spit and hunie was confused but eventually happy to see y/n

oikawa pouted, salty that his bet with iwa didn't come true but they were cute together, that's all he could say about them

[edens-breathless-melodies-moved]

Okay~! I know I probably should’ve just started off with a masterlist in the first place, but my brain a lil different so yeah 😅

N e wayz, here’s a the list of characters + prompt and what days they’re on! Please lmk if you’d like to be tagged when they get posted!

~~~~~~~

Day 1: futakuchi k. x f!poc!reader: doggystyle

Day 2: komori m. x f!reader: face riding

Day 3: azumane a. x f!reader: clothed sex + dry humping

Day 4: semi e. x f!reader: face fucking

Day 5: aone t. x f!succubus!reader: corruption

Day 6: incubus!mattsun/makki x f!reader: threesome

Day 7: kageyama t. x f!chubby!reader: sweat

Day 8: dom!yaku m. x f!reader: bdsm

Day 9: yamaguchi t. x f!reader: soft dom

Day 10: goshiki t. x f!reader: praise kink

Day 11: suna r. x f!reader: cock warming

Day 12: kozume k. x f!reader: voyuerism

Day 13: miya o. x f!reader: food play

Day 14: tendou s. x f!vampire!reader: the hunt (f! hunter)

Day 15: ukai k. x f!reader: orgasm denial

Day 16: nishinoya y. x f!reader: riding + pegging

Day 17: werewolf!iwaizumi h. x f!reader: the hunt (m! hunter)

Day 18: haiba l. x f!reader: size kink

Day 19: witch!oikawa t. x f!reader: squirting

Day 20: akaashi k. x f!reader: fingering

Day 21: kuroo t. x f!reader: office sex

Day 22: hinata s. x f!reader: marking

Day 23: daishou s. x f!reader: sensory deprivation

Day 24: spiderdemon!sawamura d. x f!witch!reader: shibari

Day 25: konoha a. x f!reader: exhibitionism

Day 26: werewolf!alpha!kyotani k. x m!omega!reader: aftercare

Day 27: warlock!tsukishima k. x f!witchdoctor!reader: degradation

Day 28: incubus!ushijima w. x f!reader: consensual somnophilia

Day 29: bokuto k. x f!reader: deep throating

Day 30: trickster!sugawara k. x f!reader: humiliation + tickling

Day 31: miya a. x f!chubby!reader: mirror sex

Day 31 (bonus): ennoshita c. x f!halffaerie!reader: brat taming

[vs-redemption]

Oneshots

Kurasuno

Daichi Sawamura

Osaka Castle (Daichi x Fem!Reader)

Father’s Day (Daichi x Fem!Reader)

Daichi’s Super Power (Daichi x GN!Reader)

Proposal (Daichi x GN!Reader)

Black Out (Daichi x GN!Reader)

Stargazing (Daichi x GN!Reader)

Historical AU: Samurai (Daichi x FEM!reader)

Springtime Drabble (Daichi x GN!Reader) Astronomically Good Birthday (Daichi x GN! Reader) Valentine's Day (Daichi x GN!Reader)

Koushi Sugawara

Alaska Tour (Suga x GN!Reader) A Proposal (Suga x GN!Reader)

Tobio Kageyama

Body Swap AU (x Fem!Reader)

Traffic Jam: Zombie Apocalypse AU

Historical AU: American Frontier (xGN!Reader)

Shoyo Hinata

Giggles (Hinata x GN!Reader)

Sydney Opera House (Hinata x GN!Reader)

Spring Time (Hinata x GN!Reader)

Kei Tsukishima

Seashells (Tsukishima x Reader)

Seijoh

Tooru Oikawa

Cranky (friend!Oikawa x grumpy!reader)

Case of the Ex (Oikawa x GN!Reader)

Words Hurt - comfort (Oikawa x GN!Reader)

Happy Birthday Oikawa (Oikawa x GN!Reader)

Mixtape (Oikawa x GN!Reader)

First Kiss (Oikawa x GN!Reader) Dog's Birthday (Oikawa x GN!Reader)

Hajime Iwaizumi

First Dance (Iwa x Chubby!Fem!Reader)

Fukurodani

Kotaro Bokuto

Perfect Day (Bokuto x Fem!Reader)

Beach Getaway (Bokuto x Reader)

Inarizaki

Atsumu Miya

College AU (Atsumu x Fem!Reader)

Rome (Atsumu x Reader)

Shopping in Milan (Atsumu x Reader)

First Kiss (Atsumu x GN!Reader)

Osamu Miya

Fireworks (Osamu x Reader)

Nekoma

Tetsuro Kuroo

Cityscape (Kuroo x Reader)

Kozume Kenma

Comfort (Kenma x Sad/Depressed!reader)

Headcanons

Goshiki with a trans (ftm) reader

Kyotani with a trans (ftm) reader

Comfort for Panic Attacks/Anxiety (Oikawa, Atsumu, Bokuto, Kuroo)

Comfort for Panic Attacks/Anxiety (Daichi, Kita, Ushijima, Terushima)

Cute things I wouldn’t mind doing (Daichi, Oikawa, Kageyama, Iwa, Bokuto)

Reactions to you going on a summer vacation without them (Daichi, Iwa, Kageyama, Oikawa, Bokuto, Tanaka)

Soft Iwa Headcanons

Bad day comfort (Tsuki, Osamu, Suga)

Sleeping In with (Miya Twins, Sakusa, Bokuto, Kuroo, Mattsun)

Easter Egg Hunt (Seijoh vs Karasuno)

Father's Day Headcanons: Oikawa, Akaashi

Teacher Appreciation Week (Iwa, Tsukki, Kenma)(

[cottonlemonade]

Dating You For A Bet [Part 2]

word count: 1756 || avg. reading time: 8 mins.

pairing: University AU!Matsukawa x chubby!Reader

genre: angst

warnings: bullying

[part 1]

The following days were miserable. Between dodging Matsukawa lurking outside your dorm and having to see him in most of your seminars and lectures it was hard to pretend that you didn’t care, much to the delight of the fellow students who apparently had nothing better to do or collectively lost their WiFi and were starved for entertainment. They threw glances between the two of you as if following a tennis match, although you were stubbornly pretending to follow the lesson while Issei just listlessly stared at his closed book.

He had tried to talk to you after lectures, during lunch, or when he ran into you at the convenience store but to no avail. You remained strong, frequently reminding yourself that everything from your first kiss to the first time sleeping together was solely done to win a bet. A bet! To him, you were nothing more than some easily manipulated, naive girl from a country he probably didn’t even know how to spell. The three crumpled notes from that day were still at the bottom of your trash can, unread, and now buried under more paper scraps, gum wrappers, and empty juice boxes. Your roommate hadn’t noticed or questioned why you didn’t leave in the evenings anymore to go on dates. Chances were that she had read about the whole thing online.

You were tired of it all. The initial burst of energy you felt, fueled by nothing but spite, had finally ebbed away and at this point, Christmas was drawing nearer and nearer and you ran on fumes. Having tried to deep dive into homework and assignments had left you fatigued and vulnerable, so it came to no surprise that a month after the break up you couldn’t take it anymore. You had figured that the other students would eventually move on to the next shiny thing but not so. A small group of boys and girls stood in front of the library with coffee cups steaming in their hands. You braced yourself inwardly. You just wanted to quickly return a book and then you’d be on your way again. When you approached them they interrupted their conversation to very obviously look you up and down as if judging your post-break-up fashion choices.

“I just knew there had to be a reason for him dating her.”, one of them said, deliberately loud enough for you to hear.

“Oh my god, I know right? I can’t believe she fell for it. I mean, what would someone like him ever see in someone like her.”, another piped up.

“Honestly kudos to him, I dunno if I could have gotten it up with her in bed.” They laughed.

You stopped on your way up the stairs. Matsukawa stood in front of you just coming out of the building, a tattered, well-annotated book in hand and his bag half-hearted slung over his shoulder.

The group of friends gasped quietly and hushed each other, waiting.

“Y/n…”, Issei said softly, then snapped at the others, “Don’t you have somewhere to be?!”

They laughed again but hurried inside.

“Y/-“

He couldn’t even finish the word. You had already turned around and walked away. And he would have let you get the space you needed if he didn’t see you cry. Readjusting his bag he slowly made his way down the steps and followed you, a couple of meters behind.

Whenever you missed your family he had tried to bring a bit of home to you with a traditional dish he knew you loved - that he usually messed up - or by watching a Disney movie in your native language while snuggling up on his bed under a blanket. But what had helped you most of all when you were upset was always a simple hug. And he never let go first. He made sure that you knew he would hold you as long as you needed. When you first told him you loved him he was wracked with guilt. He had since come to realize how messed up the whole thing was and tried to get out of it. He lied when his friends asked him if he had completed the bet but his roommate had only patted him on the back and accused him of being modest. And he, Issei, had forced a smile and accepted the money feeling like the most disgusting person in the world. The money still sat untouched in his sock drawer. He didn’t want to use it. He felt ashamed of himself but whenever he spent time with you he was weirdly glad that he agreed to the bet. Otherwise, who knows if he would have walked up to you as he had. Privately, to make himself feel better, he thought, of course he would have.

He would have noticed eventually how amazing you were.

He would have eventually seen how much you two had in common, that in all actuality you were his dream girl.

He would have. Eventually. Wouldn’t he?

Probably not, he had to admit. Ever since puberty hit him like a truck he walked around with a newfound level of confidence. This must have been what it was like for Oikawa back then - girls doing a double take and smiling when they saw him, little admiring love notes tucked quickly into his workbook when he wasn’t looking. All the attention slowly rose to his head and he became arrogant, leading to agreeing to a bet he would have punched his friends for in high school.

Hands in his pockets and breath forming little clouds in front of him, Issei’s heart broke all over again when he caught a small sound from you like a sniffle or a sob. As if on reflex his hand slid into the front of his bag to check for tissues, then remembered you probably wouldn’t accept them.

You finally came to a halt at a bench near your dorm. You spun around and stared at him icily through red puffy eyes.

“Stop following me. You know this is creepy, right?”

“I prefer to see it as romantic.”

You scoffed. “It’s only romantic if feelings are reciprocated.”

He swallowed hard. “… I deserved that.” Then he reached into his bag and retrieved a water bottle, walked a little closer, and held it out.

“Here, drink something. I can see you squinting like you do when you’re about to get a massive headache, come on.”

You had a retort ready to launch but your head was starting to pound from the crying so with a scowl you took it and gulped down a few sips.

“None of this makes what you did okay.”, you said, unwavering.

He nodded. “I know. - Can I hold you anyway? Just til you stop crying.”

His question made new tears well in your eyes and he closed the gap between you. Before he hugged you, he hesitated in case you would kick and scream if he did. When you only continued to cry he wrapped his arms around you. At first, it was like hugging a mannequin. Then he felt you shiver and sob harder and he squeezed you tighter.

This, the warmth of him, smell of him, soothing murmurs in your ear, made it all too easy to forget for a moment why he wasn’t yours anymore.

You subconsciously grabbed onto his jacket and he started slowly swaying from side to side. He missed you so damn much. His eyes began to sting.

And on reflex like he always had, he pressed his lips against your temple, then against your cheek, then your lips. You stiffened for a moment, then returned the kiss. With his heart swelling in his chest, he cupped your cheeks to wipe away the tears, but you were already pushing him away.

“No! You can’t just… this is not okay. You hurt me! You … you broke my heart! I feel embarrassed! And pathetic. And betrayed! Don't you understand?!”

His vision blurred and he lowered his head to stare at your shoes again to hide that he started crying as well. He just nodded at first, then took a shallow breath to calm down a little.

“I know.”, he said, his voice thick and raspy. He cleared his throat, “What I did was horrible. And immature. And there is no way I can take it back. But I do love you.”

“Tch.”

“So much. I don’t want to be without you.”

“Would you give me another chance?”, you asked suddenly.

He looked up. “What?”

“If you were in my shoes. If I did to you what you did to me. Could you just get over that? Imagine if someone way out of your league started flirting with you because they thought it was funny. Because they wanted to see if they could make you fall in love. For fun.”

“That’s not… I’m so so sorry, Y/n.”

“Stop saying that!”

“I don’t know what else to do! Please, tell me, I’ll do anything!”

“There is nothing you can do! I told you it’s over!”

“I refuse to believe that! Let me show you how much I love you! I know that some part of you still loves me, too. And I know you’ll forgive me eventually because you’re a much better person than I am.”

“I think you severely underestimate just how petty I can be and how much I love holding grudges.”, you retorted and the smallest smile twitched on his lips.

There was a pause in which his expression turned gentler again and he used the sleeve of his jacket to mop up the tears gathering on his chin. “Tell me what I can do.”

“Actually show me that you’re sorry? - And find better friends.”

“Done.”

“I’m serious.”

“So am I.”, he said firmly, “You’ll see.”

“Hm hm.”, you said doubtfully and held out the bottle to him, “Thanks for the water. I should get going.”

“Book club tonight, right?”, he asked. It was still set as a permanent reminder in his phone’s calendar so that he’d come to pick you up afterward to walk you to your dorm.

“Actually… I have a date.”

You waited for a moment before you dared to look at him again. His face had fallen and he seemed at a loss for words. When you brushed past him you half expected him to grab your hand again, to try to talk you out of it. But nothing. He stood exactly where you left him and so you went inside.

tags because I genuinely appreciate all your comments and reblogs: @samoankpoper21 @garouaddict @gojoscloset @multi-fandom-fanfic @crazyyanderefangirlfan

[part 3]

[thegetoufather]

I’m not even ashamed to say that issei was my first thought, I also blame the fact that I read a mattsun x chubby reader fic and as a chubby girl myself I THOROUGHLY ENJOYED IT, brb gonna go cry because he ain’t real

bro I also went to watch p*rn and ended up watching a couples afterglow clip where they were just giggling and being adorable and it was so wholesome and god I want that so bad with someone sobbing rn

listen its just so him hes so intoxicating fr

dude dont even get me started on this the craving for wholesome afterglow is so needed

[sfw-haikyuu-nsfw]

I figured it was time for another updated list of what is in my inbox - primarily because I reached the end of the last list, lol. So, here’s what to come and in the order that they’ll be answered!

Nishinoya with a tsundere!significant other.

Origami headcanons with Kuroo, Bokuto, Akaashi, and Kenma.

Mattsun with a female friends with benefits (hell yeah!).

Bokuto and an awkward morning after with a female friend (double hell yeah!).

Bokuto, Kuroo, and Iwaizumi with a significant other that can twerk.

Iwaizumi’s little sister dating Oikawa (there are two other similar scenarios with different character in this request and I’ll probably end up doing them all!)

Suga, Oikawa, Bokuto, and Kuroo with significant other that has morbid humor.

Ushijima NSFW with female significant other and dry humping.

Bokuto and Kuroo drunken threesome with female roommate (triple hell yeah!).

Captain squad reacting to female athlete with amputation below the knee/prosthetic leg (I really love this idea).

Polyship headcanons with Yamaguchi X Oikawa X Bokuto X female reader with an anxiety disorder.

Oikawa headcanons with a “Big Girl”.

Kenma’s significant other role-playing NSFW.

A continuation of Kageyama dating Tsukishima’s little sister.

Terushima, Kuroo, Ushijima, and Iwaizumi headcanons with their significant other trying them up in bed.

Kuroo, Bokuto, Terushima, and Tsukishima reaction to waking up with their female significant other giving them head.

Yamaguchi’s comfort to his female significant other who’s nervous about her first volleyball game.

Bokuto’s female significant other being dominate in bed.

NSFW headcanons with Tsukishima and Hinata with a female metalhead.

Poly reader with Bokuto, Kuroo, and Tsukishima.

Ukai Jr., Oikawa, Kuroo, and Kageyama not realizing they offended their significant other (I’m assuming this is supposed to be kinda angst).

Ushijima as an Olympic volleyball player and his female significant other is from the Mexican team; they party!

SFW and NSFW headcanons for Kuroo and Suga with a chubby significant other.

Kageyama being really good at pick-up lines.

Nishinoya headcanons on how he tries to becoming more than friends with his crush that sees him in a platonic way.

Part 3 of Iwaizumi mermaid story (There are a couple of these, lol).

Pokemon trainer headcanons with Karasuno (this will primarily be about Pokemon GO, sweetie, I don’t follow the actually games nor the show, but I did play this for about a year when it came out).

Oikawa’s significant other meeting his parents.

Oikawa headcanons of him being a father to a boy and twin girls.

Oikawa mermaid scenario.

Headcanons for Oikawa, Kuroo, Tendou, and Kageyama with a significant other in competitive Latin dance (I’m really excited for this too! Professional relationships taken the wrong way!).

Continuation of Tsukishima, Bokuto, and Kuroo with assistant coach that makes them magically gay, lol!

Scenario with ‘adorable kitty shine’ Lev.

Suga and Tsukishima with a suicidal significant other (okay, I’m going to clarify right here that I’m being very tentative with this one. The main reason I’m taking it is because I know what it’s like to think that the world would be better off without you - BUT the world is better off with you in it, trust me! But when I get to this, it will be entirely from the POV of the boys and their reaction, I will not be delving into any explicit details of suicide or the thought process behind it, primarily because I do not wish to trigger any unwanted emotions in anyone or upset anyone with a wrong interpretation based on my own experience. I have had many friends that admitted to being suicidal and have experience in dealing with the emotions of being a bystander to it. That is the reason that I am fulfilling this request. Plus, those who feel this way need to know that they are loved and cherished. Also, I’ll put this one under a ‘read more’ so those that wish to skip it can do so.)

Daichi, Suga, and Asahi celebrating a win with their female significant other.

Scenario in which Oikawa has to ask the blessing of Ushijima to date his sister.

Oikawa and Bokuto meeting their internet best friend (female) that they have actually fallen in love with.

Kuroo meets his female significant other in her home country years after they’ve broken up and she’s a single mom and they still have feelings for each other (you just KNOW what I want to write about, Cole!)

Seijou 3rd years attempting to fix the relationship between their female significant other and her sister.

Kuroo, Futakuchi, and Oikawa finding out their significant is leading a double life in the supernatural realm.

Tendou meets his female significant other at the candy store where he works.

Sweater Weather inspired scenario with Akaashi (I’m stoked about this one too!)

Headcanons of Kageyama, Bokuto, and Tendou with a significant other that’s an artistic gymnast.

Tsukishima and Kageyama comforting their female significant other with nyctophobia.

Iwaizumi headcanons that loves eating out his female significant other and what he’d do to her afterwards (um, yes please!).

Punk AU with Kuroo, Asahi, and Bokuto who are dating the trouble maker of the school.

Akaashi, Bokuto, and Kuroo soulmate AU where you find your soulmate when you bump into each other and fuse (males significant other).

Festival headcanons with Hinata.

Ushijima with female friend and their experience with the pocky game.

Terushima, Kuroo, Bokuto, Tendou, and Lev and their reaction to finding practically a zoo in her home.

Ukai, Sugawara, and Oikawa on a date with a girl they’ve had a crush on forever.

Younger sister of the Tsukishima’s and their protectiveness when she meets the team.

Futakuchi NSFW dirty talk.

Akaashi with female significant other that’s very nervous and shy, where she’s introverted and has difficulty talking with others.

Winged!Yamaguchi scenario where his wing gets damaged and a female human takes care of him. They become friends and fall in love (Thank you for bringing my Winged Au back, lol!)

Heated make out session that turns NSFW with Oikawa.

Asahi’s significant other being obsessed with his hair (who wouldn’t be, lol!)

Fluff with Shirabu.

Noya and his female significant other telling him that all she wants for her birthday is to spend the day with him; ends in NSFW.

Iwaizumi, Asahi, and Tsukishima SFW and NSFW headcanons with a female significant other that’s shy and insecure and shows her music taste in her clothing (there are a lot of details in this request, I’ll save them for when I answer it).

Oikawa’s crush thinks that he’s nothing more than a pretty face and his reaction to her saying so.

Kageyama has a sassy significant other that roasts Tsukishima.

Noya anything - literally, they said anything. Love you, Anon!

Twister headcanons with Ushijima, Oikawa, and Iwaizumi.

Oikawa headcanons living with his significant other in college.

3rd gym first date ideas.

Tsukishima’s significant other is in a dank meme group chat with Kuroo and Bokuto.

Tsukishima’s significant other is a dancer and they dance to his favorite song; things get emotional.

Fluff headcanons for Noya and Oikawa.

Oikawa with a significant other who is better at expressing her feelings through messages and text than in words.

Headcanons of characters that don’t want kids/would rather have pets instead.

Daishou falling in love with Kuroo’s younger sister.

Kinky and rough Shirabu.

Relationship headcanons with Semi.

Fluffy headcanons with Yaku.

Oikawa NSFW.

Headcanons for Daichi, Kuroo, Bokuto, Tsukishima, Tendou, and Ushijima with a significant other who’s scared of thunder storms (Anon, my limit on characters is generally five - unless it’s something small - so depending on how long these end up, I might have to cut Ushiwaka since he’s the last one listed.)

Bokuto NSFW headcanons.

Ukai NSFW headcanons.

Kuroo and Bokuto with THICC boyfriend who is insecure.

Awkward tickling situation with the Miya twins where their significant other ends up mixing up the two.

NSFW scenario of Suga being dominant in bed.

Asahi, Noya, Semi, Tendou, and Yaku headcanons with a significant other that is tiny but fierce.

Tendou NSFW scenario (Anon, you requested for Yandere, but that is actually against my rules since I do not think a relationship like that should be promoted in any sense, but I will do an NSFW scenario for you. Please understand and thank you!)

I’m sorry these are really vague - some of them were sent in that way - but I’m running out of time before I need to head into work! So, this is what I have lined up for you guys!

[cottonlemonade]

Dating You For A Bet [Part 1]

word count: 1767 || avg. reading time: 8 mins.

pairing: university AU!Matsukawa x chubby!Reader

genre: angst

warnings: some swearing

It was becoming increasingly harder to ignore the barely hidden stares and whispers surrounding you. You looked up to check if maybe you were just imagining things but the hastily averted eyes and hush of voices solidified your suspicion that you were once again the talk of the town. It happened many times before that you, the chubby foreigner with the mediocre grades but big opinions during seminars, were subject to gossip and after a year of studying in Tokyo, you were somewhat used to it. The gossip died down a few months after your arrival only to spike exponentially when the handsome middle blocker of the varsity volleyball team came up to you one day during lunch and with a disarming smirk that belonged on the pages of scandalous romance novels simply sat down across from you, asking if you enjoyed the miso soup that was hardly touched and by now stone cold on your tray. Oblivious to any kind of possible flirting you just shrugged and went back to your phone when a long finger tapped gently on your knuckles to get your attention. Matsukawa tilted his head a little and asked if you’d like to study with him later in the library and you agreed and it all just developed from there. He did have to spell it out for you that he was interested since you just assumed that he was being nice like most guys you talked to but you quickly came into the dessert-like luxury of being acknowledged as his girlfriend, fingers entwined, him pulling your legs over his lap when you lounged on a bench on the university grounds, talking about anything and nothing for six glorious, sunny months. You were in fact waiting for him right now, keeping your backpack on the seat next to you just in case someone dared to plop down. Giggles and pointing now joined the stares and whispers and frowning a little you pulled out your phone to text your boyfriend how long he’d be.

“Sorry! Sorry. Hey, I said sorry, now shoo~“ Your tall glass of water of a man shuffled through the row of seats a minute later and a little out of breath from running over from another building got comfortable and produced his laptop from his messenger bag. “Thank you, beautiful.”, he panted when you brought the straw of your iced coffee to his lips.

“What’s up?”, he asked when you didn’t lean in as usual for a kiss. Following your gaze he looked around the lecture hall. Some people quickly turned the other way again while others just blatantly continued their gawking.

“What’s going on?”

“No idea but I feel like it has something to do with me.”, you said quietly. Slouching further down in your chair you added, “Maybe some stupid rumor again in the class forum. Like last time when they thought I only have one pair of pants because most of my jeans just have the same cut.”

“Well, better check it out so I can vehemently defend my girl against any and all evil doings that are being evil done.”, he said chivalrously and grabbed his phone from his jacket pocket. But after a bit of typing you saw all color drain from his face. His usually relaxed half hooded eyes widened in shock and he quickly locked the screen.

“Babe.”, you gave a nervous chuckle, “What is it?”

“Nothing.”

You raised a brow. “You do realize that I also have access to that site and can check myself.”

Slowly, very very slowly he handed you his phone and with a few swipes it unlocked.

Sure enough the community forum of your year was open and a set of screenshots from a group chat was pinned to the very top.

You recognized one of the profile pictures. It was Issei’s old one before he changed it to a photo of you and him kissing at a lake.

Your boyfriend meanwhile sat silently next to you, staring at his hands.

Three minutes passed in which the air around became thick with tension.

You swallowed the impossibly large lump that had formed in your throat while you read, then stared ahead at the many other students now obviously waiting for you to react.

But you were not about to give them the satisfaction. You tossed the phone back into your … into Matsukawa’s lap and having no patience to put your things away, just grabbed tablet, notepad, pen and phone awkwardly in one hand, your backpack in the other and got up.

“Please let me out.”, you said calmly.

“Y/n, I-“

“I said, let me out.”

Matsukawa stood up to let you pass, so did the other people in your row. You felt your eyes burn but you willed yourself not to cry or breathe until you left this room.

Stoically, you walked up the few steps towards the double doors when you heard shuffling behind you and a hand grabbed your wrist. You didn’t have to turn around to know it was him.

“Princess, please-“

You yanked yourself free and reached for the handle.

“Mr Matsukawa, Miss L/N.”, the voice of the professor who had finally arrived stopped you in your tracks, “May I remind you that in order to pass my class you need an 80% attendance rate? Especially you, Mr Matsukawa, if you leave now I’m going to have to fail you.”

Grim satisfaction filled your head when you pushed open the door to leave him behind.

He should stay like a good boy. He should have the decency to give you a head start to go to his dorm so you could collect every single thing you ever left there and you began to wonder if you’d need one or two trash bags for all the crap he kept in your room.

But much to your surprise the door behind you didn’t close as quickly as you thought. Familiar footsteps caught up to you.

“Y/n, it’s not what you think.”

Your heart began to sting and twist; the tears, no longer under your control, streamed down your plump cheeks when you spun around.

“Alright.”, you began, letting out a quivering breath to steady your voice, “Tell me. Explain to me why you obviously making a bet with your jerky friends about getting me into bed is not what I think. Oh, and make sure you use small words for the foreigner. Go on. Make me laugh.”

“Gorgeous-“

“Don’t call me that.”

He flinched. He looked small, kneading his hands like that, head ducked between his shoulders and staring at your shoes.

“Y/n…”, he said but then fell silent.

“That’s what I thought. Don’t talk to me. Don’t call me. Don’t come near me ever again.”

You turned on your heel and not caring about the highly entertained grin some passersby threw your way you hurried out of the building.

Issei looked after you for a long while, then he returned to the lecture hall.

You lay on your bed, arm over your eyes and heating pillow on your tummy. Ever since this morning you hadn’t been able to eat anything and were now paying the price for trying to keep down an old milk bread bun you had found squashed at the bottom of your backpack. Without all of Matsukawa’s stuff cluttering your side of the room it felt a lot emptier. All the plushies from the arcade he’d won for you, his spare Pyjamas (kept hidden under your bed) for when your roommate was out of town, a bouquet of flowers, impulsively picked from someone’s front yard that you had pressed and framed, a tattered old jersey from his high school team he left for you as a makeshift pillowcase so you could breathe him in if he couldn’t be with you - all of that was stuffed into a bulging black trash bag by the door. It genuinely surprised you that your phone had stayed silent all day. In the very back of your mind, a small unwelcome part of you had hoped that he’d try to talk to you despite your warnings. That he would try to explain himself and get you back but then again it had all just been a game to him, right?

The rustling of paper had you sit up. A folded note slipped under your door. You got up to investigate. The handwriting, almost illegible chicken scratches, and almost illegible, was unmistakable. Fighting the urge to read it, you simply crumpled it up and threw it away, proud of yourself. But when you turned to go back to bed, another note appeared.

It looked identical to the first.

“What the…”, you muttered, and as you balled up this new message you called through the door, “Go away!”

But a third note, the same as the first two, swished towards your feet.

You had enough and pulled the door open.

Crouching before you, a stack of paper in his arms, was Matsukawa, arm outstretched with yet another note, ready to deploy apparently.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“I-“

“Didn’t I tell you that I don’t want to see you again?”

“Well…”

“Well what?”

“Technically you didn’t see me. U-until… now.” You glared at him and he quietly added, “Loophole.” in a weak attempt to lighten the mood.

“Are you seriously trying to be cute right now?”

“No! Not at all, I- uhm, did you read the message?”

“Take a wild guess.”

“Okay, give me five minutes to explain. Please!”

“What’s there to explain? Your dumb friend offered you a dumb bet and your dumb ass accepted it. With zero hesitation, might I add.”

“Yes, but-“

“Did you get the money?”

“What?”

“You heard me, did you get the money?”

“I… yes.”

“Did you feel guilty for getting the money?”

“Babe- I mean, y/n”, he quickly swerved after seeing you seething with rage at the nickname, “the money didn’t matter! I was hopelessly in love with you the moment you pushed Makki into the pool.”

He shuffled half a step closer to you and took a whole one back again when you frowned.

“That party was in July. We started dating in the spring. So for the first half of our relationship you were just pretending?”

“N-no! That’s not what I - no!”

“Take your shit and get out of my sight!”

“Listen to me, I won’t let you go! You’re the best thing that ever happened to me! I know I don’t deserve you but please don’t leave me! I love you, y/n!”

“Goodbye!”

And after chucking the trash bag into his face you slammed the door shut.

art: I wasn’t able to find out who the OG artist was. If you know, please lemme know and I’ll add

[part 2]

[cottonlemonade]

Dating You For A Bet [Part 3]

word count: 2145 || avg. reading time: 9 mins.

pairing: University AU!Matsukawa x chubby!Reader

genre: angst, comfort

warnings: like one time swearing

[part 1] [part 2]

As soon as the dorm room door closed behind you, your shoes were practically flung off your feet. With a deeply satisfied sigh you stretched and wiggled your toes, slowly feeling the numbness subside. You weren’t used to wearing heels but thought that a third date called for the occasion.

“How was it?”

Confused, you turned around as if your roommate could have possibly meant anyone else. She hardly ever spoke with you so this was absolutely a first.

She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, computer on her lap, and brushed her headphones from one ear.

“The… date?”, you asked cautiously, standing frozen in front of the wardrobe like a deer caught in headlights.

The other girl nodded.

“It was… nice?”

“Just nice?”

“He was sweet.”

“That was your second one this week, right? Are you gonna keep seeing him?”

“I’m sorry. I’m still trying to figure out why you’re talking to me.”

She shrugged.

“Because I’m curious.” When you still didn’t say anything, she explained, “I’ve heard all over campus what happened, and… it sucks what your ex did. And I saw how sad you were about it but I’m also really impressed with how you’re handling it now. I guess I just wanna say that at first, I thought it was a really dumb rumor because you were both so obsessed with each other. It didn’t make any sense.”

That brought you out of your stupor. You turned to put your jacket back in the closet and tossed the shoes carelessly into the void somewhere to other disregarded things.

“Yeah.”, you said after a small pause.

“Do you think you’ll get back together?”

Now it was on you to shrug.

“Why d’you ask?”

Your roommate turned the laptop so you could see. It was a live feed of the current varsity volleyball match. Issei was just being switched out and the camera stayed on him as the coach kept talking very fast and gesturing towards the court in an unmistakably urgent manner. Issei simply bowed his head and nodded to his shoes, kneading the pads of his fingers against the water bottle like he always had done when he was anxious. The clip was only about five seconds long but it was obvious that when he turned around to look at the stands behind him he was searching for someone.

Your roommate moved the laptop back so that the screen was facing her again.

“He has been off all game.”

“Well… too bad.”, you said and grabbed your towel and shower caddy.

With three days left until Christmas, the first snow fell. After your tear-filled kiss with Issei at the bench two weeks ago he had left you alone. No more notes, no more loitering around waiting to talk to you and you wondered if this was really how it would be from now on. You figured that finding out you were dating someone else had spooked him into hiding. However, just as you were sure you would never speak another word with him you heard a commotion outside your door. Calls and hollerings were echoing through the hallway from the girls on your floor and you and your roommate both looked up from your essays to then exchange a questioning head tilt with each other. The large pizza carton between you was pushed aside and, brushing your greasy hands off on your washed-out sweats, you got up to see what was going on. When you opened the door you saw four guys hunched over with their heads ducked between their shoulders looking as uncomfortable as can be. Issei, meanwhile, was pushing a fifth down the corridor toward your room. You recognized them now. It had taken a few seconds without their usual sneers.

Your ex had them stand in a row in front of you and then all but one knelt down. Issei gave the last one a tap with his foot on the back of the knee to make him match the others. Heads hung low and hands resting on their thighs, one after the other bowed in deepest apology with their foreheads almost touching the linoleum. The middle one, whom you remembered as the idiot who suggested the bet, began to speak as Issei stood behind them all, arms crossed, a smirk on his lips.

“Y/n-san,”, the middle one said, “we’re very sorry for… for the whole thing.”

Issei cleared his throat. All the girls from the surrounding doors giggled and kept their phones focused on them to film while you were gaping like a fish.

“- for making the bet about you. It was terrible and immature and you didn’t deserve to be treated like that. We ask for your forgiveness.” A general murmur of apologies went through the row of kneeling guys.

“Here.”, the middle one fished a crinkly envelope from his hoodie and held it up to you with both hands, “This is the money from the bet. Please accept it.”

“No, why would I want your money?”, you replied in disbelieving disgust.

“Okay.”, your roommate weighed in quietly and slipped past you, snatching the envelope, “I’ll be taking that.”

You frowned at her.

She raised her hands in defense. “Pride and integrity are great and all but we are still students at the end of the day. This will at least fund next month’s pizza parties. I’m just saying.” And she retreated behind you, adding, “Carry on.”

“Just leave me alone and don’t ever talk to or about me ever again. And the sooner you realize that you are nothing but pathetic worms that peaked in high school the sooner you can go to therapy which you obviously need.”

The boys seemed to wait for something, then Issei said, “You heard her. Fuck off.”

All five scrambled to their feet and pushed through the audience of sniggering girls to get away.

Incredulously, you looked at Issei who was very obviously very satisfied with himself.

“How did you even…?”

He chuckled and shrugged as the surrounding crowd slowly dispersed and went back into their rooms and about their days.

“You didn’t beat them up, did you?”

“Worse.”

He walked over to you and leaned casually against your doorframe.

“I called their moms.”

Your roommate snorted and went back to her essay.

There was a pause in which Issei realized that for the first time since the breakup, you didn’t regard him with the previous hurt or anger. His smirk faded into a small unsure smile and he switched between glancing at you and his hands, “You look pretty.”, he muttered, then pushed himself off the doorframe, “Have a good night.”

The clip of the five guys kneeling in front of your door (from varying angles) was all over the campus forum for days giving you finally a different sort of spotlight and leading your fellow students to turn their attention and energy to hackling the bet-makers rather than you. It was a welcome change of pace.

On Christmas morning then you were bundled up tightly in your coat and scarf and trudged through the freshly fallen snow on your way to the library where you would pretend to study while in all honesty, you would just be scrolling on your phone. All just to escape the omnipresent merriment. You had to walk past Issei’s dorm, something you had avoided doing for weeks and instead had taken the much longer route.

“Y/n!”, you heard a shout from overhead and when you looked up into the soft flurry of snow you spotted Issei waving from his window, “Wait there for a moment!”

Two flights of stairs later, Issei jogged through the lobby towards the glass front door to hold it open. “Could you come up for a second, please? - It’s nothing weird, I promise.”, he added when he saw your skeptically raised brow.

You followed him silently until you reached his door.

With a flourish, he opened his room and was met with a wall of smell from a whole bunch of different essential oils. He coughed and flitted into the room to open the window again, using a notepad to fan the air. The whole room was decorated with candles and garlands and even a small fake Christmas tree that obviously had needed a bit of persuasion to stand up straight on the bedside table.

“Sorry.”, he pressed out in between coughs, “I went around the whole building for candles but they all just had scented ones.” He kept feverishly fanning the icy cold air into the room, ignoring the thick snowflakes landing on and soaking through his pillow. A long dead plant in a pot on the windowsill caught the flame of a candle as he waved around the notepad and began to slowly burn to a crisp. “Oh!” He tossed the notepad onto the bed and grabbed the mostly empty can of an energy drink to pour over it.

“Anyways.”, Issei turned around as if nothing had happened and cleared his throat, “You once told me that you were kinda dreading Christmas because you couldn’t go see your family and I promised that I would spend Christmas with you and make it fun, so!” He jumped to his dresser and retrieved a red tin containing slightly burned, painstakingly decorated sugar cookies and handed them to you. Then he turned around and rummaged under his bed until he pulled out a Santa hat and reindeer antlers that he placed on top of the tin in your hands, “I also have your favorite Christmas movies -”, he waved toward his laptop, “you don’t have to watch them with me, of course, but they’re there if you like - and”, he picked up a note from his desk, “here is the list we made of all the Christmas activities that you wanted to do. We can go through them one by one.” You noticed how the paper shook slightly in his hand and how he swallowed a lump that seemingly had formed in his throat while awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. “Mistletoe is kinda inappropriate now but I guess you can… slap me instead if we’re both under it. But the snow is good for a snowball fight and to build a snowman and make snow angels and-“

“Issei!”, you said firmly to stop his ramblings, “This is really nice of you but I’m not in the mood to play in the snow right now.”

“Right… uhm.”, his eyes darted back to the paper in his hand for another idea, “We can go to the coffee shop for that holiday drink I told you about.”, he suggested excitedly instead.

“I… already went and tried it last week with my roommate.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah.”

“Did you like it?”

“It was nice, yeah.”

“Good. Good.” After a short pause, he followed up with, “I’m glad.”

He then hesitated, opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it again and put the list back on his desk.

You looked around the room - the leftover paper shreds next to the trash can from the cutout snowflakes, the wonky bow on top of the cookie tin, the over-laden Christmas tree. All the effort and genuine thought he had put into everything at the very least made you want to accept his peace offering.

“I wouldn’t mind having it again, though.”, you heard yourself mumble.

“Really? You sure?”

You shrugged.

“Alright, lemme grab my jacket.”

“You should put out the candles.”

“Right!”

“Alright, order placed.”, he announced when he sat down across from you, holding up the little buzzer that would let you know about your drinks.

“How have you been?”, he asked.

“Good. Better. I aced that exam I was so worried about.”

“Knew you had it in your pocket.”, Issei nodded and turned the buzzer nervously in his fingers.

“Let me just tell you that I know there is no excuse for what I did. But know that I am not done apologizing for it. You are everything to me and I am kicking myself every day for not realizing it the moment I saw you. You deserve nothing but the best and I’m glad you found someone who can make you happy.”

“Thank you.”, you allowed yourself to smile, “I appreciate that.”

“So… what’s he like?”, he asked, trying very hard to sound casual.

“Who?”

“Your new boyfriend. Do I know him?”

“Well uhm, he isn’t my boyfriend.”

“Oh?” His fingers turning the buzzer slowed ever so slightly.

“Yeah it just…”, you sighed and shrugged, “didn’t work out.”

You would under no circumstances ever tell him that it was because you had called him Issei while he kissed you. You would take that to the grave.

“Aw, that’s too bad.”

“You know this would be a whole lot more convincing if you weren’t grinning like an idiot.”, you smiled.

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[part 4]