#nekoma hcs

[ermespop]

hi! I was wondering, which of the haikyuu boys do you think would be better at being in a relationship with a foreign reader?

Love your content!🤍

Haikyuu Bois that would Treat You Right as their Foreigner Partner

this is short, got no more elaboration than this rn sooo i hope u enjoy

no warnings btw :)

→ they travel/meet people from different cultures constantly

Hinata oikawa nishinoya osamu yaku sakusa akaashi(his editorial probs has foreigner workers) kuroo Asahi yamaguchi kita iwaizumi daichi komori

these ones ☝️ either bump into a lot of interesting people walking on the street or if you've read the manga their timeskip makes it make sense really

→ they meet a lot of people and know about many cultures from the internet

suna kenma atsumu lev aran komi washio tendo(+ ushijima) sugawara bokuto Yamamoto tsukishima hanamaki matsukawa

these guys it doesn't matter the social media/platform they use they just learn soooo much and make a lot of interesting mutuals there

author's note: these were all the guys i could come up with i hope that's enough. yes, tendo and ushijima are a combo. no, i can't give you one w/o the other, get w the program 🙄

author's note (2):my content always has a diff format, i just use whatever i think will suit the content better,, just letting that out there

[cherxyx]

Pitch Black

Summary: A walk home from university is fun, until you come across a dead body while feeling sick and manage to piss of a powerful mafia. Will they show remorse or not?

Warnings: Blood, talk of dead body, grabbing, kidnapping, face touching, hair pulling, yelling, cussing, gun, reader is blindfolded, character death

I switch between 2nd and 1st pov, italic is 1st pov and bold is people talking.

Mafia Month

It was pitch black. I remember seeing street lights, why is it pitch black now? Your head hurts and you can’t move your body well—you tried moving when you first woke up. Moving your body forwards but you didn’t make it anywhere. Chains. Each breath you take you can feel yourself panicking, I’m chained. The cold metal wasn’t helping and the room was quiet. Couple more minutes passed before you heard movement in front of you. You tried going backwards as far as you can go. Didn’t make it far.

“Wh-who's there,” you said, staggering at your words. Your mouth felt dry. Water. No, tryto remember how you got to this point. What do I remember. You were walking home from your university and you felt unsteady. I haven’t eaten. You went behind a building to collect yourself like a dumbass. You felt like you were going to faint and then you heard a a noise—a loud noise. You remember looking to your left seeing a group and a lifeless body. “Is it about the body” you said, hoping someone would respond.

Shut up Y/N.

“Smart girl” it was a male voice, raspy as if they were a smoker. You jumped, not expecting a response. You can hear them walking towards something. Walking towards you. Terrors fills your body by each second. “You saw too much, you’re liability” he said, you can smell the cigarette’s coming from his breath. Definitely a smoker. You flinched when you felt his finger touch your face.

“I wasn’t feeling well, I don’t know much of what I saw” you said, turning your face to the side. Please believe me, please.

It felt like hours before another movement was made. “He-“ getting cut off mid word, your face was now throbbing and your head was turned to the other side. He slapped me. Tears were welling in your eyes, soaking the cloth around your eyes. “We don’t like liars in the Nekoma establishment.” This time it was a female voice speaking and you could hear her heels tapping against the cold floor. “I’m not lying” you said, trying to convince her or him,

Maybe yourself.

“The boss will have the final say with that” you felt a yank on your hair, making you arch your face up. The chains were now hurting and you feel as if your neck is ripping apart. “My my, What do we have here” you hear another male voice, fuck that means there is more in the room. “She saw the killing” the one above you said, giving your hair another yank and you gave out a whimper from the pain.

Hold it together y/n. There was silence in the air besides your whines and pleads.

The person who had your head let go when a someone came into the room. Slamming the door after themselves. “HAVEN’T I TOLD YOU GUYS TO BE MORE CAREFUL” he yelled, you flinched. You can tell that he was walking back and forth even sounding like he was pushing some of the people in the room.

“I TOLD YOU GUYS TO DO IT SOMEWHERE NO ONE CAN FIND YOU GUYS. THAT WAS STRICT ORDERS AND YET YOU GUYS COULDN’T HANDLE IT”. The person above you had moved away from you completely. Almost as if they were scared.

’m not gonna make it out alive, I’m liability.

I was liability the minute I went behind that building. I was liability when I turned my head to the noise and saw the group. Seeing the gun in their hands, seeing how the body just dropped to the floor. I was liability the minute that they turned to look at me…a helpless girl behind a building sick as ever. There was no point in running, I wasn’t gonna make it far.

It was silent now. Scary type silent, after a couple more seconds or silence you heard a click. A gun. “Now look what I have to do. Another body and another clean up, wiping people off the world as of they never existed it is hard…you know” he said. You heard his footsteps coming closer to you, he took off the chains and grabbed you. He made you stand up in-front of him.

The person who has you now has giant hands, heavy handed was the scariest. The leader. Should I run and fight, I don’t wanna die. You then were forced down on your knees, “Is this what y’all wanted” you heard him say now closer. “No sir” it was a collective from everyone in the room.

You felt tears welling up your eyes. Calm down. The tears from your eyes were coming down, fast. You bet that they could see your heart beating out your chest. Nothing could prepare you for the moment you felt cold metal on the side of your head.

Your body started shaking and your breathing was getting heavier. Tears were spilling faster. “THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU GUYS DON’T LISTEN.” he yelled, pushing the gun further into your head. “Oh god” you kept repeating out loud as you were trying to process this.

All because I went behind that building. “Sorry Y/n, you’re liability and my team fucked up.” He said. You barely even cared what he said. All you could think about was how you will never have your life again. 21. No 22 that was in 6 days.

Wait how does he know my nam—BANG

[zyried]

Stay interesting, Shoyo.

[hoejosatoru]

Roster Hopper - Nekoma edition

The Nekoma version of my original Karasuno roster hopper fic. That version can be found here

Pairings: Fem!Reader x Kuroo, Kenma, Yamamoto, Yaku, and Lev (all separately) I know this isn’t the entire roster like Karasuno, but I feel like I don’t know any of the other Nekoma players enough to write about them so we had to improvise adapt and overcome. Players named are bolded in their part of the story if you’d like to jump to a specific player.

Summary: You make a bet with you friend that you can sleep through the members of the college volleyball team you manage. Once again y/f/n = your friends name bc I didn’t feel like making one up<3

Word count: 5.4k

Warnings: sex with multiple characters (separately), fingering, raw sex, semi public sex, mask play, a little biting, (fake) blood mentioned, drinking, mirrors, face sitting, light ass slapping, finger in ass, squirting, scratching, a little over stimulation idk if I missed something lol also not proof read 

“How long has this volley been going?” you asked, as you watched the ball fly over the net again.

“I lost count after 15,” your friend replied, equally as mesmerized as you were. It was both of your second years managing Nekoma University’s mens volleyball team and you still weren’t used to how good they were. Especially when it came to defense. Whenever they played against themselves it went on forever because they were so good at keeping the ball from touching the floor.

Finally, though, the ball dropped with a definitive thump. Coach Nekomata declared that everyone had to drop and do 20 push ups for sloppy play, earning a chorus of groans and grumbles.

“They act like somebody’s died when they have to do push ups,” you friend commented, “Especially Kenma.” You both snickered lightly at the grumpy look on the blond’s face as he half-assed the push ups. Which, of course, the coach called him out on.

“To be fair, I’d act the same way if I had to do push up,” you replied. Your eyes flittered over the men as they worked out. You had to admit, it wasn’t a bad view.

Your friend stepped closer to you, her voice dropping. “Would it be wrong to say I wish I was under some of them right now?” 

You grinned. “You just read my mind.” You tried to be professional in your role as manager, but you couldn’t deny there were some very attractive players. You were too scared to hook up with any of them in your first year, thinking it could mess up your position. As a second year, you realize it was not that serious at all. You hoped this was the year you found out if anyone on the team was good at things, ahem, outside of volleyball. “I’d ask who you think is the cutest, but the way you’re staring at Kuroo I think I’ve got my answer.”

Your friend smacked your arm and hushed you even though you were not being loud at all. “Shut up. But yeah, can you blame me?”

You shook your head. “Not at all. Kenma’s cute, but you know how I feel about gamers.”

Your friend rolled her eyes at you. “Of course you’d think Kenma’s cute. I have to say, though, that first year Lev is hot. And he’s super tall.” 

After a bit of chatting, you both agreed that the 5 hottest players on the team, in no particular order, were Kuroo, Kenma, Lev, Yamamoto, and Yaku. A very wide range of men, indeed, but all hot in their own way. 

When you guys were in the safety of the hallway filling up the water bottles, you couldn't help but take the conversation a step forward. “So who do we thinking is the best in bed?”

“Hmm,” your friend made a thinking face. “Kuroo. It’s gotta be. But I’m curious about Yamamoto. I mean he obviously is girl crazy, but does he know what to do when one is in front of him?”

You snorted with laughter. “I could see him being a minute man, but I want to have more faith in him. I’m interested in Kenma, I just get a vibe there could be a freak in there somewhere.”

Your friend snickered. “I bet he’d make you wear a maid outfit.” 

A voice silenced your laughter. “Um, are the water bottles ready?” You both colored, finding the subject of your laughter standing behind you. He gave you both a strange look, not understanding why you were both acting so weird.

“Oh! Yes sorry, Kenma. Here. We’ll take the rest in.” You shoved a bottle in his hand before yanking your friend back towards the gym to get out of that situation.

“Do you think he heard us?” y/f/n half whispered half laughed. 

“Don’t think so,” you replied, “But, hey, maybe we shoulda just asked him what he’s into. I’m curious.”

“I guess we’ll never know who's the best,” your friend sighed. You were about to agree when an idea hit you. A very stupid idea.

“Maybe we could,” you wiggled your eye brows.

Your friend frowned. “That look is never good. What do you mean?”

“I’ll hook up with the 5 of them and then I can rank ‘em so we’ll know for sure.” 

“Are you joking?” 

“I should be, but I’m not.” Your friend gave you a look. “Oh come on!! You said you were curious. It’s not that crazy.”

“It absolutely is that crazy,” your friend replied. “There's no way you could get through all five.”

“Is that a challenge I’m hearing?” 

“Yes, only because I am very curious and will get to laugh at you if it doesn’t work. It’s a win-win for me,” your friend teased.

You and your friend drew up the rules. You had to have sex with Kuroo, Kenma, Yaku, Lev, and Yamamoto without anyone on the team finding out. If anyone figures it out, game over. And to make things a little extra challenging, you agreed to do it before the semester ended. Given the school year just started, you figured it should be enough time. You put $300 on the line. And your pride, of course.

“Who are you gonna go for first?”

Your eyes flickered over to a certain mohawk-haired player with a smirk. “I’ve got an idea.”

***

There was one challenge you would have to deal with with almost all of the players on your list, save for Lev. The second and third years live in the team house, meaning you had to be strategic about where you hooked up with them. Going to them would be difficult, so you had to come up with ideas to inconspicuously get them to you. Luckily, Yamamoto gave you an in.

 “Ugh, I bombed that essay so bad,” he groaned after practice. “The professor said I could do corrections, but I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

Yaku gave him a pitiful look. “Well, I’m not gonna help you there.” The rest of the team filed out, not wanting to get stuck with that job.

“I could help you, Yamamoto,” you piped up from behind him. By the time he turned to face you, his cheeks were already tinted.

“R-really? You'd do that?” He asked. Though he was girl-crazy, he was still quite nervous around them. It was cute, though.

“Of course!” you replied. “Why don’t you come by my dorm tomorrow? My roommate will be out so we can work on it without distractions.”

Yamamoto couldn’t believe the manager he harbored a huge crush on was inviting him to her dorm room. He was suddenly very grateful for failing his essay. “That’s perfect, thank you so much!” You smiled. Too easy.

Yamamoto was in your dorm the next day, right on time. He looked a little nervous, as if he’d never been in a girl’s dorm room before. You thought he was gonna faint when you asked him to sit on the bed with you.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course!” you replied sweetly. “It’ll be easier to look at the essay together if we can be next to each other.” He didn’t argue, hopping up next to you, thighs brushing. You reckoned you could go for it right now and he wouldn’t even care about his essay, but you still wanted to help him out.

You skimmed the essay, which wasn't as bad as you thought it was, but definitely rough around the edges. You pointed out corrections and Yamamoto dutifully made the edits. It had been just about hour when you were certain his essay was perfect.

“This great, y/n,” Yamamoto stated, giving the paper one last read. “You saved my grade. I don’t know how I could thank you.” 

You smiled. “I’ve got an idea.”

Your tone made his eyes flicker up. “What's that?”

Might as well just go for it. “Wanna hook up?”

Yamamoto looked dumbfounded. “Are- are you serious?”

“Yeah I’ve been thinking about it since you got here,” you laughed with faux embarrassment, “Sorry if that’s weird. I just think you’re cute. We definitely don’t have to though.”

“No, I would love to,” he corrected you quickly. His eagerness made you giggle. 

“Let’s get this out of the way then?” You moved his laptop off his thighs and climbed on to them. Yamamoto didn’t even pinch himself because if this was a dream, he didn’t want to wake up. 

You kissed like that for awhile, allowing him to feel you up as you rocked against his strong thighs. He was an eager, deep kisser, as if he couldn’t get enough. He seemed a little timid to move things forward so you did it for him, pulling off your shirt and bra. 

“Fuck,” he groaned under his breath upon seeing you. 

You smiled. “You can touch them, you know.” He wasted no time taking your boobs in his warm, rough hands. He squeezed them as he kissed you before work his mouth down. He flicked his tongue over your nipple before sucking on it lightly. You rolled your hips into him as he alternated between sucking and squeezing your boobs.

“Feels good,” you encouraged, getting antsy for some relief for the tension growing in your lower tummy. You pulled Yamamoto down so you were lying down on the bed. His hand slid down your body and into your leggings. He let out another low curse feeling your wetness. His finger found your clit, rubbing circles as he continued to suck at your tits. You pressed your body closer to him as your pleasure heightened. He responded to you by slipping a finger inside you, curling into your g spot.

“Yamamoto, fuck-” you gasped as you came. Yamamoto groaned against you, nearly dizzy with how your boy responded to him. 

“Shit,” Yamamoto panted when he finally pulled away. He was looking down at his boxers, which had a wet spot on the front. It took you a second to realize he came in his pants. His cheeks went bright red. “Shit, I’m so sorry. You must think I’m a fucking loser.”

You gave him a soft kiss to calm him. “Not at all. You were really good, I enjoyed myself. And I’m glad you did too.” You couldn’t help but tease him lightly, but he appreciated that you were laughing with him, not at him. “I was just thinking, though, we should keep this between us. I don’t want the team to be weird if they found out we hooked up.”

The thought of the team finding out he came in his pants in front of the hot manager was enough to make Yamamoto take a vow of silence forever. “Don’t worry, I won’t say a thing.” 

One down, four to go.

***

The last week of September meant two things. One, you really needed to get another hook up under your belt if you wanted to complete this bet. And two, you had to do an inventory of the team equipment room. Your friend usually helped you, but she picked up a nasty cold leaving the task to you. You thought the team had cleared out when Yaku popped his head in.

“Hey, y/n, would you like help?” he asked. That could solve both your problems. 

“That would be awesome, if you don’t mind,” you replied with a smile. Yaku joined you in the small room. Despite the long practice he smelt nice, like fresh mint. He took stock of the poles and nets, while you ensured there was the proper number of balls and jerseys. With the help and conversation, the task wasn’t so bad. However, as it started to wind down you realized you needed to make a move or you’d lose an opportunity.

“I was going to ask you something, but I realized it would be super weird,” you dropped the bait. 

Yaku’s eyes flickered with curiosity. You got him. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“Promise you won’t think I’m a weirdo?” Now he was really interested. 

“Of course not.”

“Have you ever wanted to... hook up in the storage closet?” you asked. 

Yaku laughed. “That's not weird at all. That’s every athlete’s dream.” 

“Really? So you've done it?”

Yaku frowned a little, “Well, no, I never had the opportunity.”

“You have the opportunity now,” you replied with a coy smile. 

“Seriously?” He replied. “This isn’t a joke the guys put you up to?”

You shook your head seriously. “Not at all. In fact, this can be our little secret. It would probably be better if they didn’t find out. You know how they can be.” Yaku knew exactly how annoying his teammates could be and didn’t want to put you through their nonsense,

“Of course, I won't tell anyone,” He promised. There was a beat of silence in the small storage closet before you were on each other. Yaku was strong, despite his smaller stature. He had you pressed up against the nearest wall, his hips pinning you in place. He kissed you confidently, squeezing at your thighs as he tongue slid into your mouth. 

You moaned into his mouth as you felt his cock hardening against you. You hooked your leg around his hips, pulling him closer. You weren’t sure if it was the potential of being caught, but you felt desperately worked up. By the way Yaku pulled at your leggings, you knew he felt the same.

He slid himself out of his boxers, giving his length a few strokes. “Please, need it,” you panted. He was bigger than you thought, but you knew you were more than turned on enough to take him. Yaku obliged your request, pressing up into you. Your head feel back against the wall as your body adjusted to him.

“Taking me so well,” He murmured into the crook of your neck. He was slow at first, letting you adjust as he kissed the sensitive skin. “Can you take more?”

“Please,” you breathed. Yaku gripped your hips, giving him leverage to thrust in you harder and faster. You gasped, his strong thrusts reverberating through your body. Your body felt like jelly, but Yaku held you perfectly. Your clit rubbed against him with each snap of his hips, pushing you over the edge. You buried your face into his shoulder to stifle your moans as you came. 

“Fuck,” Yaku groaned, as he released. He was louder than he probably should have been, but both of you were too fogged in pleasure to notice or care. Yaku set you back down, allowing you both to catch your breath. You both laughed a little in the aftermath of your desire, redressing quickly to avoid getting caught. 

“Thanks for that,” Yaku said as you got ready to leave. “Can finally check that off my bucket list.” 

You smiled. “No, thank you.” Two down, three to go.

***

It was Halloween and you were at Nekoma’s annual party. It was the biggest party they had all year, opening the team’s off campus house to people outside the team. Normally you wouldn’t try to hook up with someone at the team house because of the risk, but given it would be crowded and everyone would be in costume, you figured now was a good time to strike.

This year you went for something simple, but sexy: a vampire. You were in a deep red corset and a black mini skirt, some fake blood dripping down your neck and the side of your lip. You even opted for fake fangs, which were securely attached to your own incisors. You felt as hot as you looked.

You scanned the crowd, trying to figure out which if the men remaining would be the best next target. When you spotted Lev, you knew it would be him. He was in the kitchen, his ghost face mask propped up on his forehead as he poured himself a drink. You’d seen a few other ghost face masks at the party, which added another layer of protection if you were seen with him. 

“Y/n, nice costume,” Lev greeted as you approached him. You didn’t miss the way his eyes lingered on your chest. “Do you bite?” Out of all the players, Lev was one of the biggest flirts, which worked to your advantage. 

You flashed a sharp grin. “Only if you’re into that.”

Lev continued the flirtatious conversation you opened up. “And what if I am?” 

You grabbed his cup, taking a sip before passing it back. “Hmm,” you feigned contemplation, “I guess I’d say it’s a good thing I’ve always been into a man in a mask.” You took a step closer to him so you were practically flush against him., batting your eyes up at him.

“Into it enough to go upstairs with me?” Lev tried. 

“You lead the way.” You pulled his mask down in what would look like flirting to him, but was an attempt to cover his identity. Lev was a first year, meaning he didn’t live at the house. Luckily, though, there was a bathroom on the third floor that nobody really used during this parties, which is exactly where he led you.

Lev hoisted you on to the counter, slotting himself between your tight. He pulled the mask up again so he could kiss you. He was a little buzzed, so his kiss was sloppy, but not unpleasant. In fact, you liked the way he kissed you deeply while his hands roamed your scantily clad body. You nipped at his soft lips, making him groan.

“Told you I bite,” you said. Lev’s eyes larked with desire, but you pulled back as he tried to kiss you again. 

“Something wrong?” 

“I just wanna make sure you can keep a secret. I don’t want the guys finding out about this and you sorta have a big mouth,” you replied. You knew with Lev, the best way to get him to do something is to insinuate he couldn’t do it. 

His brow furrowed, just as you expected. “I absolutely won’t tell,” he said seriously. You smiled approvingly going in to kiss him again, but this time he pulled back. In a flash you were flipped around and bent over the counter. He leaned his body over yours, whispering in your ear. “But I might make you scream my name so loud they find out anyways.” 

You let out a little whimper as he pushed your skirt up, rubbing your slit through your underwear. He kissed your shoulder, your neck, this time giving you a little bite. Lev’s lanky body was deceptive; was much stronger than he looked. You squirmed under him, desperate for some relief in your aching core. Lev read your body language, pulling back to slip himself out of his boxers. His eyes connected with yours in the mirror, smiling wickedly before he pulled his mask back down. 

One hand gripped his cock, pressing teasingly at your hole, the other gripped your neck. “Ready?” You nodded eagerly and pressed into you. You let out a low moan as he stretched you out, easily the biggest you’ve been with so far. 

“Fuck, Lev,” you gasped, gripping the counter top as he rolled his hips into you. Your head dropped down as his tip hit your g spot, panting breathlessly. 

“Nope,” Lev yanked your head back up by your hair so you had to look in the mirror. “You gotta watch.” His voice was a little muffled by the mask, but you could still hear the smirk you were certain he was wearing in his words. Lev continued his fast, deep thrusts into you, not giving you a chance to catch your breath. 

The image you saw in the mirror was sinful. Your lipstick was smudged, your pupils wide with desire. A small hickey was blooming on your neck from wear he nipped at you. Something about him being in the mask made the sight of him fucking you even hotter. It was long before your orgasm hit you, squeezing his lengthy cock as you came. 

“Lev,” you cried out. Maybe not quite loud enough for the whole house to hear, but certainly loud enough to make Lev lose his composure. His hips stuttered, a groan seeping out from behind his mask as he emptied himself inside you.

***

It was a tournament in November when you made your move on Kenma. He was sitting in a quiet corner of the gymnasium playing on his switch between matches. Normally you didn’t bother him during his down time, but you needed to get to him while he was alone. 

“Hey Kenma.”

“Hey,” he mumbled, not looking up from his screen. 

“Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you could help me with a game?”

Kenma’s eyes flickered to you with curiosity. “A game?” 

“Yeah, I’ve been playing this game on my switch, but I can’t beat this level. I was wondering if you could come over and help me beat it next time your free?”

Kenma considered your words, wondering for a second if you were teasing him. But the look on your face told him you were sincerely inviting him over to your room to play video games. It was an offer he couldn’t resist. Even though he didn’t join in on his teammates annoying chatter about how hot you are, he absolutely thought you were attractive. 

“Sure,” he agreed. You made plans on what day to meet and that was that.

-

“Wow Kenma, you’re really good at this,” you complimented. Your excuse to get him over wasn’t fabricated, you really were struggling with this stupid level. Kenma, however, played it with ease. You observed him as he played, the light from the screen illuminating his face in a flattering glow. His fingers moved deftly over the controller, which you couldn’t deny was turning you on. 

“There you go,” Kenma stated, “Cleared it for you.” He passed the switch back to you, the screen flashing with success.

“You made it look so easy,” you complimented, smiling brightly. 

Kenma turned his head, hoping you wouldn’t see him blush. He doesn’t often meet girls that are into his specific set of skills. “I’ve just played that game before, that’s all.” 

“Well you certainly did it faster than I thought,” you replied, leaning closer to him. “Maybe we could fill our time another way?” You rested a hand on Kenma’s thigh. You knew you were laying it on a little thick, but you were a woman on a mission. 

Kenma was surprised by your blatant flirting, but then it clicked. “Did you invite me over just to hook up?”

You blushed. “That obvious, huh?” 

Kenma smirked, happy to have figure out the real game you were playing. Well, at least what he thought was real, you still had your secret. “You coulda just asked,” Kenma replied, “I wouldn't have said no.”

You took that as an invitation to crawl into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Yeah, but then I’d still be stuck on that level. You really did help me, so I owe you one. Is there something in particular you’d like?” You played with he hair at the pack of Kenma’s neck, making him shiver. 

He knew what he wanted instantly. “Sit on my face.”

Your lower stomach flipped with arousal. You easily agreed, shedding the lower half of your clothes while Kenma laid down on the bed. He gripped your hips and pulled you on to him, setting your pussy on his mouth.

“Mmm feels good,” you sighed as Kenma’s tongue flicked over your core. He your thighs tightly, loving how they felt against his face. He teased your entrance with tip of his tongue, making you ache with need, before switching to your clit. His tongue swirled deliciously, making your hips buck. Kenma groaned under you, loving the feel of your fucking his face.

Fuck he was good, really good. You wouldn’t have guess Kenma would give you the best head you ever had, but he worked up more than you ever had. Your fingers knotted through his hair, pulling at the roots as he sucked your clit. 

“Fuck Kenma,” you cried out as your orgasm washed over you, making your body shaking. Kenma flicked his tongue over you, drinking up your release. When you finally pulled off him, he wore a smug grin that shone with your wetness. 

“You also made that look easy,” you panted, still a bit in shock at how good that was. Your eyes flicked down to the tent in his sweats, feeling a jolt of desire again. “Can I help you with that?”

“Only if you ride me,” Kenma replied, propping himself up comfortably on the pillows. Kenma was incredibly skilled at pleasuring while also exerting the least effort. That’s why he loved when girls were on top. 

“That can be arranged.” You slid his sweats and boxers off, greeted by his flushed and leaking cock. You went to position yourself on him, but Kenma tutted, twirling his finger.

“Other way,” he instructed. Somehow Kenma had become the one calling the shots, but you were complaining. You turned yourself around so you were facing away from him then slowly sank on to his cock. You let out a little gasp as you bottomed out. You began rocking your hips, slowly at first, but then faster as you found your rhythm. 

Kenma slapped your ass lightly, kneading the soft skin. He pulled you apart slightly, allowing him to watch himself disappear inside your dripping hole. Kenma wasn’t super vocal, but he did let out a few low groans and pants as you gripped his cock like a vice. 

“Do you trust me?” he asked. You nodded vigorously, not trusting your words as your second orgasm was rapidly approaching. You vaguely her the sound of spitting behind you before feeling Kenma’s saliva slide down your ass. His thumb was at your hole then, rubbing it slightly before pushing into your ass.

“Fuck!” you cried, the added digit multiplying your pleasure. You only lasted a few more moments before your body succumbed to another wave of pleasure. The sensation of your pussy pulsing around his cock made Kenma cum, cursing under his breath. 

You slid off Kenma, catching your breath. Kenma looked thoroughly pleased with himself, as if this was his win. Little did he know that you were internally celebrating being one away from completing your game.

***

It was the last week before the semester ended and you were panicking just a little. Not just because you had a bunch of finals, but because you were running out of time to get with Kuroo. When you found out that he, like you, had a final on the absolute last day of the semester, you felt you had a chance. All the other guys staying at the house were finished up early and would be home for the break, leaving the house empty save for Kuroo. And when Kurro invited you to study? You knew you had it in the bag. 

You enjoyed study with Kuroo, who was always one of your favorites on the team. Not only was he incredibly good looking, but he was also funny and easy to talk to. You helped each other cram for your final tests, agreeing to celebrate together after. Neither of you stated what that would be, but you had a very good feeling about it.

“Thank god that is over,” Kuroo huffed as he collapsed on the couch next to you. You finished up your final in the morning and waited at the house for him to return from his late afternoon exam.

“Think you passed?”

“God I better have,” he replied, “But I don’t even want to think about that now.”

“Just like I don’t wanna think how everyone’s already on break having fun and we got stuck here till the last day,” you said.

“Maybe we should have our own fun,” Kuroo suggested flirtatiously. He has been flirting with you since you came over yesterday and you had been waiting for you opening.

“Oh yeah? How might we do that?” you replied, playing coy.

Kuroo smirked. “I prefer show over tell.” His hand drifted closer to your thigh, looking at you for permission. 

“Go ahead and show me then.” Kuroo pulled you into him instantly, you lips connecting with a jolt of satisfaction. He had your straddling his lap, hands very comfortable exploring your body as he kissed you. It was a little surreal, not just because you were about to win your bet, but because you’d always fantasized about kissing Kuroo. It was better than you’d imagined.

Kuroo stood up, holding your body up with ease. He walked you to his room, barely having to break the kiss as he went. He dropped your gently on the bed, climbing on top of you. His body weight pressed against you pleasingly as he stripped clothing off. 

“Pretty,” he complimented your tits. He sucked on them while you played with his hair, scraping at his scalp. Kuroo’s free hand slid down between your legs and teased your through your leggings. You moaned in response, your body filled with need.

“Don’t tease,” you breathed.

“Whaddya want?” Kuroo asked with a lopsided grin. His finger was hooked in your leggings already.

“You,” you replied.

He was sliding your bottoms off. “Need you to be a little more specific.”

“Fuck me, Kuroo, I want you to fuck me.” You were exasperated, desperate for some relief from the ache between your thighs.

“Didn't know you had such a filthy mouth,” he half chuckled as he stripped himself. He was big and thick, making your thighs clench. Despite his size, he slid into you easily, on account of desire for him. “Feels fucking heavenly.”

Kuroo thrust into confidently, easily find a long, deep stroke. He propped himself up on his forearm, keeping him close enough to kiss you. You ran your fingers down his back, feeling the muscles flexing beneath his skin. With each passing moment, he increased his speed.

“Fuck don’t stop,” you gasped, feeling yourself teeter close to the edge. Kuroo didn’t miss a beat, fucking into you until your orgasm finally hit, making you whine his name. You expected him to slow, but he didn’t stop.

“Not done with you yet,” he stated, “Want you to cum on my cock one more time.” His hips snapped faster into you, making you squirm with sensitivity. Kuroo slid a hand between the two of you, rubbing circles over your clit.

You gasped, fingernails digging into his back. The pleasure you felt was so intense, building with a strange pressure. “Fuck I’m going to- oh,” you broke off into a sinful moan as your release gushed out of you, covering Kuroo’s cock and thighs.

“Fuck that’s hot,” He groaned, his hips finally stuttering as he came at the sight of you. You were still sensitive as he slipped out of you, making you wriggle.

“I’m so sorry about... the mess,” you said awkwardly. 

Kuroo waved you off. “Are you kidding? That was hot. I’m just glad you enjoyed yourself.”

You smiled, relieved, “Oh I definitely did.”

***

“Before I hand over the money, I need to know where everyone ranks,” your friend said. Despite losing, she was very excited for an update.

You told her that Yamamoto was last, just because of the whole summing in his pants thing. “Don’t tell anyone I told you that, I don’t want to embarrass him.”

“Of course not. Can’t say I’m surprised though.”

“He was still good with his hands, so I can’t complain.”

Next was Yaku, who you were still surprised about the size of him.

“Shit in the storage closet? You better have sanitized it after,” your friend teased. You rolled your eyes and continued to tell her that Lev was in the middle.

“He could have been higher if there was more foreplay, but still super good. The mask thing was fucking hot, I can’t lie.” Your friend nodded, agreeing he looked really good last night.

Next was Kenma, who was honest the biggest surprise for you. Not that you thought he would be bad necessarily, you just hadn't expected it to be that good.

“I’m kinda disappointed there was no maid costume involved,” your friend sighed. 

You laughed, “Honestly, same. Woulda been number one if there was.”

“Let me just say I am not surprised at all you’re putting Kuroo on top.”

“I know it sounds biased, but fuck it was so good. Better than I ever imagined,” you told her. “And there you have it, Nekoma’s hottest players ranked.” You grinned, both proud and incredibly satisfied with your accomplishment.

[sunasstxrz]

boyfie kenma texts!!

a/n: sugar daddy ken in a suit meow… you’re a model btw!! and kuroo mentions

i take requests!!!!

tw: suggestive in the last one!/ drunk kenma too many strawberry daiquiris kicked his ass

[clawsdevour]

❥. * yaku bf hcs

wc: 0.5k content warning: fluff, slight smut, aged up, mention of praise, post-time skip, my shitty writing, not proofread

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-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to work his way into your heart if you struggle opening up to your relationship boundaries. He'd spoil you endlessly for sure, with his love and with gifts.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to love cuddling with you, just holding you in his arms makes him feel so safe and content. He'd also enjoy giving you neck kisses if he's big spooning.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to give his all when he sees you in the stands at one of his games. He'd be extra pumped up and try his hardest, not to impress you, but to show you the prize you scored when you started dating him.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to be very good at communication. If you end up arguing with Yaku, he'd work it out with you while being the most patient he's ever been. He'd acknowledge your feelings, making you feel heard, and help you through any hurdles you may encounter.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to be your gentleman. He's gonna be walking a step ahead of you to open the door first, holding your bags or clothing, and even following with the sidewalk rule. If someone mistreats you, he'd absolutely turn his head around and clap back.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to have words of affirmation as his love language. He's excellent when it comes to teamwork with his manmade confidence on court, helping out others even if he does tell them that they suck. With you, he'd do the same but with tons of compliments and more gentle care.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to absolutely show your parents the best version of himself through his loving words about you and his kind and proper actions. Your parents find him to be a very respectable man that enjoys just being in your presence. Yaku also loves to listen to the stories about you that your parents tell him.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to be definitely whipped on that pussy. He's pussydrunk, eyes half-lidded while he's biting back his moans. When a few words slip off his tongue, he's praising you on how good you take him profusely, and how your tight plush walls clamp down on him every time his cock twitched inside you.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to love when you sit on his lap with his dick just inside you. He loves the way your arms wrap snuggly around his shoulders while his hands are on the flesh of your dough-like ass, gazing at your lewd expression as you adjust to his length.

-Yaku, the type of boyfriend to cuddle you to bed while holding your hand. When face to face with you, he's peppering the surface of your face with his most gentle kisses until you drift off to bed. A slight tired smile on his face while he takes one more look before sleeping.

masterlist here

[struwberrii]

kenma headcanons ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

like the title says,, here are my cute kenma headcanons from my head that i just made up just now, hope you guys like ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ (mostly relationship stuff)

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hes super blunt and honest, a bunch of his classmates dont like him because he always tells it how it is

probably takes in stray cats sometimes and hides them from his family

lives in the same 3 hoodies

literally doesnt do anything if he doesnt feel like it, probably is behind on homework and stuff because of this

one of those people who say they don’t like the taste of water

HATES physical touch, but if you like it he lets you hug him or whatever you want

teaches you how to play his favorite games and also plays your games (if ur also a smelly gamer/j)

SLEEPER BUILD everyone always acts like hes so weak and scrawny like no he isn't the strongest but like he still played volleyball and practiced daily i KNOW he would beat me in a fight physically OR verbally and im literally taller than him (╥﹏╥)

i also feel like hed probably try and stay in shape after high school even though he doesnt have the best diet but i feel like hed still stay active yk?

probably writes you cute notes because he doesn't really know the words to say or hes scared of sounding stupid

loves doing small hands on things, like puzzles or lego building or rubix cubes

lays his head on your lap literally like a cat

loves when you brush/play with his hair

doesn't have the energy to argue over anything so he literally just lets you do whatever you want

if you suck at games he always carries you because hes just happy youre playing with him ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)

gatekeeps you from his followers (they know he has a partner)

wears your cute hair clips to keep his hair out of his face while he games/streams

lives in fluffy socks

isnt very good at showing affection so he just showers you in little gifts and presents, even if its not super fancy or expensive gifts

i feel like he would give the warmest hugs

bluntly/genuinely compliments you

shares his food/snacks with you

probably has terrible vision and keeps his electronics way to close to his face

has the worst posture, you have to remind him to straighten his back, like it literally sounds like popping bubble wrap when he sits up straight

soda/energy drink addict

gets so aggressive on voice chat when hes gaming like hes airing out the whole server... EVERYONE is catching strays tonight

acts like he hates pet names but secretly loves it :3

[ushijimaschubbs]

i only need one thing inside me and that's kuroo tetsuro's cock

[sunarintarotea]

timeskip!kuroo forces himself to like coffee because everyone at his office drinks it, but he actually thinks it’s the most revolting thing in the world. he keeps caprisuns hidden in his desk drawer and will sip on those throughout the day when no one is looking.

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[pathetickuroo]

nekoma hcs i've been dreaming up since before the movie came out

- shibayama keeps a quote book

- there are some absolutely foul, heinous statements in there.

- he ends up passing it down to a first year before he graduates and has to explain uhh. quite a lot!

- "um. why does yaku call kai babygirl" "how about we stop talking for a while!"

- "'it tastes so good i would stick—' shibayama-san what IS this" "I'M JUST THE MESSENGER IT'S NOT MY FAULT"

- kuroo made a sliding scale diagram of every nekoma member from most to least catlike and refuses to accept any criticism

- in order (as far as more relevant characters go) it went kenma, fukunaga, kuroo himself, tora, yaku, kai, shibayama, lev, inuoka

- yaku in particular was deeply offended about his placement

- "you're like if a dog could be a cat" "FUCK you how is tora higher than me" "well that's because he's like if a cat could be a dog."

- inuoka has a special handshake with everyone

- the one with tora is the longest because they keep thinking of stuff to add and its really cool and not a distraction at all kuroo they promise

- it's 40+ steps at this point

- they keep having to restart because one of them forgets something

- kuroo just wants to do serving drills and he's getting tired of asking nicely

- fukunaga can will and does fall asleep anywhere

- like. anywhere. in a plane on a train on his desk at school on the floor in the library you name a location and i'd bet good money he's snoozed there. he fell asleep on the bench during a timeout once in the middle of a practice match. yaku found him in a cabinet one time

- some under the counter door closed curled up shit. made it look like sleeping on a cloud too i'm sure

- speaking of fukunaga. he carries around one of those little party noisemaker things around with him so he can use it when something makes him happy

- like those ones where you blow in them and the paper unrolls and it honks or whatever. you know the sound idk how to describe it

- he's exploring creative methods of communication so he doesn't have to force himself to talk all the time :)

- every time kuroo sees a cat he HAS to meow at it, it isn't a question of if he will or not, he Has To. it's like a compulsion

- it's the alternative to baby-talking them (which he also does sometimes)

- when ppl send cat pics in the gc he types meow and hits send

- he wants to be POLITE and say HELLO and since cats can't speak japanese, kuroo will speak cat

- he gets down to their eye level too or at LEAST crouches. he doesn't wanna frighten them

- lev tried to keep the blood speech alive after the third years graduated

- "ok we're blood--" "you're doing it WRONG" "WHATT WHATTTTT"

- he tries to come up with something new but gives up bc he can't stop thinking of vital organs

- "ok ok kenma i got it this time. so we're like the liver--" "tora i'm gonna kill this guy"

- touchiest volleyball team known to man

- hugs, heads on shoulders or in laps, holding hands, shoulder touches, patting each other on the back or the head, arms around shoulders, cuddling at sleepovers they're doing it ALL

- totally indiscriminate too. if you attend nekoma high school and join the boys' volleyball club you will not be touch starved i can tell you that

- you know how when you have a litter of kittens they all kind of sleep in a pile

- this is a maneuver nekoma hits often, i think

- it turns into a catch-all solution for like. anything

- didn't get enough sleep? cat pile. finals are coming up? cat pile. forgot your phone at home? cat pile. it rained during the school day and you got the bottom hem of your pants wet on the way to afternoon practice? cat pile. bored as hell? guess what! cat pile

- it sort of happens in the gym before/after practice just because it's the most convenient option, but it definitely happened in the bleachers after the dumpster battle too

[ushouldwatchhaikyuu]

hinata would ABSOLUTELY try to convince ukai & takeda to let him stay with the nekoma team after training camps. he'd be like a kid asking his parents to have a sleepover. he'd tug at their sleeves and insist that "his parents don't mind!" and "he can sleep at kenma's and take the train back the next day!"

they would obviously always say no, but he'd still try every single time. a few times he probably managed to hide between them as they left and got himself like. an extra half hour of chatting with kenma before ukai found him and scolded the shit out of him.

[aspenous]

This

This is very dear to me

[aosvrse]

PARALLELS, featuring hq as atla nations

synopsis: headcanon of the haikyuu teams that resemble atla nation elements ft. inarizaki, karasuno, nekoma, aoba johsai | wc of 228.

notes: all admins have been busy nowadays, we apologise. but we're trying to write and update for everyone!! atla 🔛🔝

🔥 INARIZAKI: ❝FIRE IS THE ELEMENT OF POWER❞

the team relates to the Fire Nation because of their aggressive and intense playing style. the Inarizaki boys possess an intense, fiery spirit, especially atsumu, who can be seen as a hothead similar to zuko in the beginning. they skillfully calculate their movements and possess strong ambition to win.

꩜ KARASUNO: ❝AIR IS THE ELEMENT OF FREEDOM❞

karasuno embodies the Air Nation due to their versatility in playing their games. agility stands out as one of their main strengths, which aligns perfectly with the characteristics of the Air Nation. i believe Hinata shares similarities with Aang, as both use quick attacks and serve as symbols of hope for their respective teams.

⸙ NEKOMA: ❝EARTH IS THE ELEMENT OF SUBSTANCE❞

nekoma represents the Earth Kingdom due to their defensive playing style and resilience. the team excels in quick defense and demonstrates considerable endurance against their opponents. like Toph, they maintain their confidence and stance regardless of the challenges thrown at them.

🌊 AOBA JOHSAI: ❝WATER IS THE ELEMENT OF CHANGE❞

aoba johsai embodies the Water Tribe by adeptly adapting their skills to any playing style, turning it to their advantage. the team showcases creativity in employing both offensive and defensive attacks, excelling in teamwork. Oikawa and Katara share similarities in their unwavering determination to not give up hope for their teams, demonstrating strong leadership skills.

[stellar-haikyuu]

haikyuu characters as messages i've sent/received in group chats (pt. 4)

Kuroo: join me in my hyperfixation

Kai: i prefer that we keep our current peace, thanks

Yaku: i’m going to strangle you guys when we practice

Tora: GOD give me a girlfriend. one (1). please.

Kenma: my worldbuilding is exquisite.

Fukunaga: CLOWN SOUNDS

Inuoka: WAIT BRB theres a little kid asking me about my pompompurin keychain WAAAAAA

Shibayama: i’m sorry it feels wrong for me to type in allcaps. i would never shout at you guys.

Lev: i just guessed and prayed my common sense was common sensing

Nekomata: i am the True Perceiver

Bokuto (during a training camp BBQ): is this what it means to be lost in the sauce??? the marinade is so good and for WHAT

Akaashi: sorry im also having a mental paralysis moment where my mind will not let me settle on a decision unless i rationalize it or someone else tells/convinces me

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[dabiekql]

HQ Kuroo - Fear of Marriage (Angst to Fluff)

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I personally think that Kuroo is afraid of marriage since I have this theory that his parents might have argued a lot before their divorce. Most probably the reason why Kuroo developed the habit of squishing his face with his pillows to block the sound of their argument.

However, that doesn't mean that he doesn't like the idea of loving someone. It's really just the thought of marriage since he is scared that he might end up like his parents. From once a stranger to lover and back to strangers, or even worse, an enemy. He probably decided that he probably shouldn't date someone since you never know. You might fall in love with someone to the point of marriage.

But he couldn't help but fall in love with y/n. Although he knew it might be selfish of him, but at the back of his mind he thought: you never know. They were still young, so you never know. He thought no matter how much he loves her, it might be a high school love experience, but in a blink of an eye, they were adults.

At this point of their age and their years together, marriage shouldn't be a surprise anymore. And deep down, he knew. He knew she was the one. She was one the who always supported him with his every decision while simultaneously giving him her insights. He was happy with where he was, but he was unsure if it was the same for y/n. So he began to observe her for the past few days, trying to get a glimpse of her thoughts.

From his observation, he could tell, he was certain that she wanted to get married. She constantly mentioned about having children with him or what their marriage life might be like or where they should live if ever they got married.

This put him in an awkward situation. How was he supposed to tell her that he cannot get married? How was he supposed to admit to her that he let her waste her youth love on him? On someone who didn't even consider the thought of marriage? If y/n was the type who didn't really care about marriage, it might have been okay, but right now, that was certainly not the case.

It doesn't change the fact that he loves her deeply. He was ready to do whatever he can for her, but marriage? He was still very scared of that idea. He knew he was selfish and he doesn't know if he can continue to be selfish. Was he suppose to let her go before it gets even later? He knows that it won't be a problem for y/n since she was a beautiful person, in and out. Any man would love her as their wife, as their lifelong partner. Anyone will be lucky to have her by their side.

But deep in his mind, he wanted to be the one to make her happy. He wanted to be the reason behind her happiness. He clenched his fist tightly at the thought of her going to a different man. However, he loosened his fist as the thought of marriage was a border he haven't overcome yet. What was he supposed to do? What was the right thing?

As Kuroo could not decide on what he was supposed to do, he didn't notice that he always had a pained expression whenever he was with y/n. She initially didn't try to pry as she thought he will tell her when the time is right and if he doesn't want to, that was fine as well. However, since it has been going on for a long while, she couldn't help but ask him of the matter. "What's wrong? Maybe I can help?"

Kuroo hesitated for a while, but took a deep breath as he made up his mind. He has decided to be straightforward with her regarding the idea of marriage. "Princess.... you see...." he gulped before continuing his words. "I don't think... I don't think I can get married..."

At his words, y/n didn't know how to absorb his words. What does he mean by that? Does he mean that he doesn't love me anymore? At her conclusion, she could feel her eyes becoming hot as tears were ready to fall. "Y-You... You don't... love me... a-anymore...?"

At her words and teary eyes, Kuroo panicked as he quickly wiped her tears gently. "That's not what I meant... I... I never told you about it, but... I... I'm scared... scared of getting married..."

At his words, y/n looked at him with confusion. "What...?" That was when he began to explain to her what made him develop the fear of marriage. Between his story, he apologized to her time to time as he knew he was being selfish for going out with her and maybe even leading her on.

Kuroo expected her to maybe break up with him, but when he hesitantly made an eye contact with her, he saw her apologetic face. He couldn't understand why she looked apologetic and as he was about to ask why, she beat him into it. "I'm sorry, Tetsu... I didn't mean to make you pressured about getting married. Honestly, yes I would love to get married with you that I naturally thought about what our marriage life might be like..."

Kuroo bit his lips as he looked down at her words. "But I didn't know about your fear of marriage and I completely understand where it is coming from..." She then looked at him with determination as she held his hands tightly. "We don't have to get married! We can just continue to date! I can give up on the dream of marriage if I can be with you! I'm happy as long as I am with you! As long as I can stay by your side, that's enough for me...."

At her words, Kuroo was lost of words. At his expression, she smiled at him gently and gave a big nod. "I am certain! Marriage isn't the only way for me to be happy with you!"

Tears dropped down from his eyes involuntarily as he hugged her tightly. "I thought... I thought I really had to let you go... I knew I was being selfish..."

"Don't ever let go of me! Don't ever think that way!" Y/n said as she hugged him back.

This was probably the moment when Kuroo really realize what true love was like. It's like as if he could overcome his fear of marriage. Maybe.... Maybe if it's her, he won't end up like his parents. Maybe... Maybe he can be her lifelong partner. At those thought, his arms tightened around her as he made up his mind.

He can't lose her to anyone. He was determined to make her the happiest person in the word. If it was her, he doesn't mind getting married.

[nnnyxie]

haikyuu characters as ‘the basement yard’ quotes

matsukawa issei & hanamaki takahiro, tanaka ryunosuke & nishinoya yu, hinata shoyo & haiba lev, tanaka siblings, miya atsumu & miya osamu, bokuto kotaro & kuroo tetsuro

sugawara koushi, bokuto koutaro, tendo satori, inuoka so, miya atsumu, futakuchi kenji, suzumeda kaori, komori motoya

tanaka ryunosuke & nishinoya yu, matsukawa issei & hanamaki takahiro, (brazil) oikawa tooru & hinata shoyo, bokuto koutaro & kuroo tetsuro, yamamoto taketora & tanaka ryunosuke,

oikawa tooru, sugawara koushi, bokuto koutaro, hinata shoyo, tendo satori, haiba lev, koganegawa kanji, yamaguchi tadashi, komori motoya

i thought this would be funny to do :3