#yay it’s gonna turn out so cool once I’m done

[tempered-grace]

sneak peek at the visible mending

if you look close you can tell that it’s covering an old darned patch (that looked. bad)

(also the camera did my stitches dirtyyyyy they look way better in person 😭)

[gilverrwrites]

YAY PENGUIN FISCS!! Can you please do something soft and fluffy with Ozzie! Maybe he's feeling a insecure about their age difference and she makes him feel bettere? thankyou

Guys My Age

Pairing: Oswald Cobblepot/GN!Reader

Rating: Mature

Words: 561

AN: Yes! Yes, I can! I wanna give this man so much loving! 🖤💜

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Content: Fluff, insecurities, (mild) sexual themes, age gap, implied nudity.

Please Remember: You can, and you will.

Deep, steady breathing fills the room as you lay together. Ozzie ran hot, so the silky sheets beneath you served two purposes: to feel luxurious and to stay cool under his heated skin.

Speaking of, once you rolled onto your side, you couldn’t help but run your splayed fingers over him. Enjoying the warmth of his body as you trace the roundness of his belly, then his chest, twirling your fingers in and out of his dark body hair.

Oz grins lopsidedly, exposing his wicked golden teeth. You grin back, enjoying the quiet moment together. 

“I’m gonna go get us something to clean up with.” You lean in close, nuzzling your nose against his before delivering a kiss to his lips, one which he greedily accepts. “Do you need me to get you anything else?”

His hand finds its way to yours, holding it to his chest, keeping you in place. “Don’t you worry about getting up, sweetheart. You let Oz look after you.”

The mattress shuffles under your combined weights as Oz attempts to sit up. Stubbornly, you refuse to move, using your hand to keep him down. It's sweet, the way he always wants to look after you, but sometimes you wish he’d let you do the little things for him without dispute, if only so you could show him how much you appreciate the ‘royal treatment’.

“Come on, Ozzie. Your brace is already off.” You try to sound stern, even narrowing your eyes in a half-hearted glare. “I won’t take long.”

Unwilling to verbally admit defeat, he releases your hand, lips pulling into a begrudging pout as he settles back onto the comforter.

True to your word, it’s barely a minute before you return to the room, climb back on the bed and begin patting him down with a small towel.

“I must have done something real good in a past life to deserve you, darlin’.” When you look up at him, he’s watching you intently; his eyes are tender, admiring, but the remainder of his face lacks any real warmth. 

“Or maybe I was really bad.” You flirt. All clean, you discard the towel at the end of the bed and place yourself close by his side, supporting yourself with one arm to allow you a full view of his face and body.

“Oh, you’re bad, alright.” A smile returns to his lips, his chest shakes under a small chuckle, but it's short-lived. “Seriously though, what are you doing, wasting yourself on an old man like me?”

“Wasting myself? Ozzie… That’s nonsense.” The skin of his scarred cheek feels soft to the touch. “You know I adore you. There’s nobody else I’d rather be with.”

“You’re sweet, baby.” He replies, turning his head, inhaling your scent and placing a chaste kiss on your palm.

“I’m sweet on you, Ozzie.” You coo, turning his head back, allowing you the clearance to lean down and lay your own kiss on his lips. “Besides, nobody else has ever, or could ever, make me feel the way you do.”

From beneath you, he snakes his arms around your waist and tugs, causing you to fall flat onto him. Strong fingers massage the curve of your spin. “How I managed to get a thing like you to fall for me is beyond me, but I sure as hell ain’t lettin’ you go.”

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

yay!! the gift has been gifted, so here's the little ficlet i wrote for @thefreakandthehair's wedding gift zine!!! congratulations Lex!!!!!

pairing: steddie | word count: 1,313 | rated: G | on AO3: it started with the oven

It started with the oven.

Well, with him complaining about the oven, to be specific. The house those government folks put them up in after everything happened last year was new to them o’course, but nowhere near brand-spankin’. Still had some issues to work out.

“Sorry boys, roast might be a bit crispy on one side. Damn oven is acting up again.” 

Wayne didn’t notice it that first time, but Steve immediately perked up, the look completely throwing off his attempted casualness about what he said next.

“I can help you fix it if you like.”

Without even looking at his nephew, Wayne knows they’re both giving Steve twin looks of confusion.

“You know how to fix an oven? How in the hell do you know how to fix an oven?” Eddie asks, half incredulous, half actually curious.

“I uh…had to figure it out once when ours went out…”

Wayne could hear the rest of that statement clear as day, though Steve stayed quiet after that. “It was either that, or go hungry.” Those goddamn Harringtons…

“Sure thing son, let's let it cool down and we can take a look at it.”

By time dinner is over, Eddie’s disappeared, back to his room to do god knows what while he and Steve pull the oven away from the wall.

The longer they work, the quieter Steve becomes. Knowing what he knows now, it was the nerves about what he wanted to ask, but to the Wayne in the moment, it was just nice to get some help around the house without also hearing loud complaining.

Steve tells Wayne what he’d done before to fix his, and Wayne gives him a couple other tips with other potential problems, and soon, the oven is once again able to heat evenly.

“Looks good, kid,” Wayne says, clapping a hand on Steve’s shoulder once they’ve got the thing pushed back where it goes.

He turns to put away his tool box, leaving the young man to do whatever it is he normally does with his nephew (gross), when Steve’s voice stops him.

“Wayne?”

“Hm?” 

Steve falls quiet again, so Wayne turns, taking in Steve’s uncharacteristically anxious demeanor and now pale complexion.

“I–” Steve looks him in the eye, but only briefly. His gaze drops to the dirt on his hands, which he brushes off. “Nothing, just–thanks.” he finishes with a small smile, heading down the hall immediately after.

Wayne shrugs, going back to his toolbox. Odd. But whatever; glad to be of help with…whatever it was he helped with.

—

The next time, it was the front porch.

Luckily not ‘cause of anyone fallin’ through or anything, just about high time he got those front few planks replaced before someone does.

He says as much to his boys at dinner a few weeks after he and Steve fixed the oven, and Eddie volunteers himself for moral support.

“You just wanna see me shirtless and sweaty.” Steve accuses.

“Correct. Moral Support.” Ed sweeps his hand out and leans back in his chair.

“Do I hafta be shirtless too?”

Both boys loudly protest in answer, fake gags and all.

He and Steve get to work tearing out the old rotted boards a couple days later, and as expected, Eddie makes himself scarce within an hour. Something about “You guys workin’ this hard is making me thirsty. I’m gonna go grab milkshakes.”

“Moral Support my ass...” Wayne mumbles, shaking his head fondly.

Again, not long after Eddie’s gone, Steve’s easy conversation peters off; and again, Wayne just assumes he’s not quite used to being around him alone, or that he just prefers comfortable silence over chatter (something Wayne himself can appreciate).

He does come back in, however, after a long lull. “Wayne, I wanted to ask…”

Wayne doesn’t find out what Steve wanted though, as Eddie’s van rattles up the road at that moment, the promise of a cool treat too good to pass up for chattin’ with his boyfriend’s Uncle.

Though, as he watches Steve help Eddie out of the van, grabbing the milkshakes (and a quick kiss) from his boy, Wayne thinks he already knows what it is Steve was gonna ask.

And what his answer would be.

—

The third and final time was definitely the time.

This time, there was no pretense. Wayne and Steve weren’t already working on something together, no current excuse to talk without Eddie nearby. It was a Thursday evening and Wayne was alone at home about to head in for a shift.

Opening the door to a knock was weird though. Steve basically lived here, so opening the door to his wide-eyed, pale face was a shock.

“Steve? What’re knocking for, boy?”

“Sorry, sorry, I’m just–I’m–”

“You ‘right, son? C’mon inside now..” Wayne coaxes the kid inside, and Steve takes his shoes off automatically, lining them up along the messy pile of Eddie’s shoes just inside the door.

“Eddie’s at the Emersons’ y’know.” Wayne says, plopping back into his previously abandoned armchair.

“Y-yeah, I know, I just dropped him and Henderson off there for their game.”

They both fall quiet then. 

Steve rubs the back of his neck nervously, and Wayne waits patiently.

…Okay, maybe not that patiently.

“Now look, Steve, not that I don’t appreciate spendin’ time wit’cha, ‘cause I do, but it seems t’me you came here for a reason.”

Steve’s gaze snaps up, mouth agape. “How’d you–nevermind.” he clears his throat and continues.

“Mr. Munson–”

“Nope, none’a that, not even for this. M’name’s Wayne, son.” He enjoys throwing Steve off sometimes, alright? Sue him.

All the breath in Steve’s lungs seems to escape at once and he smiles slightly, visibly relaxing just a tad. 

Good.

“Wayne, Eddie and I have been dating for over a year now…obviously…you know that..”

“Is that what you two’ve been doin’? I thought you two were just the best of buds.”

This time, Steve actually laughs. “Shut up, I’m nervous, okay?”

“I know y’are, kiddo.”

He takes another settling breath, much calmer now, and continues. “I love him, Wayne. More than anything in my life.

“I know it’s not for real, I know, but I want him, and you, to know that I mean this to be forever. That if I could, I would marry him tomorrow.” Steve chuckles to himself at that, “Probably would’ve months ago, to be honest.

“All this to say—to ask! Ask…” he shuffles nervously again.

‘You got this, Steve, you’re almost there.’ Wayne thinks encouragingly at him.

As if he could hear him, Steve steels himself, looks Wayne in the eye, and (finally) says:

“Wayne, I would like your blessing to propose to Eddie.” He takes another short breath and presses on. “And I don’t want to hear anything about “Why’re you askin’ me, he’s not my kid.” or some crap, either. You’re the most important person in his life, and always will be. It may not be important to you, but it is to me… That you approve, I mean.”

Okay, he knew it was coming. But the added impassioned (and unnecessary) speech that came with it was a surprise. As if Steve was willing to fight Wayne for thinking Wayne wasn’t important to Eddie. 

He stands, hefting himself out of the sunken springs of his chair, and immediately pulls Steve in for a hug.

“Good speech, son.” he says, squeezing the kid tightly for a moment before adding on, “Though I don’t think there was a single question mark in that whole rant o’yours.”

Steve laughs into his shoulder, beaming his wide bright smile when they separate.

“Do I have your blessing or not, old man?” he snarks, pulling a bellowing laugh out of Wayne.

“That’s more like it!” He claps a hand onto Steve’s shoulder. “And of course y’have it, Steve…

“I’d be proud to call you a Munson.”

you can read this one and the whole rest of the collection here!

[kirislovelygf]

wash day (tsireya x fem! metkayina reader)

contents: you and tsireya are gfs, you braid her hair, jealous reader, kissing, intimate date, flirting, wlw cuteness, tsireya oneshot, very short story <33

wrd count: 1047 words

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tsireya’s hair was always gorgeous. always put together, always smelling like the beach. perfect.

but that was only thanks to her mom and brother. she always hated doing her hair on her own.

but today, both ao’nung and ronal were busy. so she went to find her girlfriend to help her. tsireya’s usually long, softy, curly hair was neat and put together but today it looked like..

like she was struck by lightning.

so she woke up earlier than everyone and washed her hair like normal. even with her soaps and mixtures, it still looked like a bird's nest.

once it was ready enough, she went to y/n’s marui and quickly made her presence known by calling her name.

you could hear y/n getting up and yawning while walking to the entrance.

“reya! what are you- OH!” she jumped at tsireya’s unfortunate hair once she opened the curtain. in their year and a half of dating, she’s never seen her like this.

“oh! my.. what did you do to your hair? it’s all.. how is sitting up like that?” she asked.

tsireya sighed. “i can’t do my own hair, can you help me please?”

“sure. let me get a couple things.. wow, did you cut your hair with a pincer?” y/n continued.

“y/n!”

“okay! okay, i’m sorry-“ she chuckled. y/n gathered a couple of her products into a bag and carried it with her as the couple found a spot to sit on at the beach.

y/n sat atop a boulder as tsireya sat down on the sand so it was easier.

“i don’t know how you’ve gonna so long without doing your own hair.” y/n said as she gently began to comb through tsireya’s hair.

“i know. my mom or brother have always done it for me, and they never have a problem. well, ao’nung sometimes does..”

“so make him do it.” y/n chuckled. tsireya rolls her eyes.

she winced sharply before whining. “ow! don’t rip my hair out!”

“i’m sorry! sorry, your hair is super tangled. i’m gonna put some of this cream i made..” y/n muttered.

she gently dragged her hands over tsireya’s scalp with a cooling cream she made with ronal’s guidance.

tsireya sighed out while watching the ocean rock softly against the shore.

“what would you like your hair to smell like? fruits orr..”

“oh! kiri gave me this uhm.. what was it called.. a serum! it smells like a scent that sky people use.”. tsireya was referring to coconut.

“oh! kiri gave it to you. interesting..” y/n picks up the tiny bottle.

“yeah.. kiri brought it over from her human friends in the forest. it smells really good!” she smiled.

“oh.. so you like how kiri smells. maybe you can ask her to do your hair next time.” y/n said, flipping open the top of the bottle.

“come on! don’t be like that. kiri’s just my friend.” tsireya laughed.

“sure! a friend you think smells so good!” she responded in a mocking tone.

“y/n.” tsireya turns her head to look up at her jealous girlfriend.

“i’m just kidding. anyway, kiri couldn’t stand a chance.” y/n leans down and kisses tsireya’s lips.

tsireya blushed and puts her head down again.

y/n puts the serum into tsireya’s roots, but just a bit as it was an oil and she didn’t want her hair to get super greasy.

she then began the braiding process. hours and hours passed and y/n was only able to do two rows by herself.

“shit, my back.” y/n groaned as she tried stretching out her arms and back.

“who taught you to say that?” tsireya asked curiously.

“lo’ak. hm.. we might need help. or i can just do half of your hair braided and the back half down.” y/n said, holding tsireya’s head to look at how the hairstyle would look.

“so.. like normal?” she muttered.

“…yes.” y/n mumbled. there was a beat of silence.

“yay! i’d love that.” tsireya smiled brightly.

“okay! this will be much easier.” y/n nodded.

she finished braiding the front half of tsireya’s head and left the back of her hair hang down normally.

an hour before the sun began to set, the girls finally finished up after adding a bit more scents and accessories to tsireya’s hair.

“okay.. all done!” y/n picks up her mirror and held it in front of tsireya so she could see.

tsireya gasps and looks at her new appearance. “aw, y/n..”

“do you like it?” she asks.

“are you kidding? i love it! and you did the braids so well!” tsireya said, wanting to run her hand over her head but worried she’d mess it up.

tsireya smiled and stood up too quickly, causing her to get jelly legs.

she helps as she falls into y/n’s arms and the girls giggle as they try to stand up straight.

once they actually stood, they held onto each other's arms to support themselves.

“we should have taken a break at one point.” y/n chuckled

“yeah, i forgot. i was having fun talking to you.” tsireya laughed.

y/n smiled. she took tsireya’s hand and they stumbled across the sand to go back to tsireya’s marui to show her mom her new hair.

on the way there, kiri crossed their paths.

“hi, tsireya. hi, y/n.” she smiled.

“hi kiri!” tsireya responded. y/n tried so hard not to glare at her but she gave a weak smile and nodded, “hi, kiri.”

“wow, your hair looks beautiful. who did it?” kiri said to tsireya, gently holding one of her braids. y/n then glared at her for even thinking of touching her girlfriend.

“oh uh-“

“i did it.” y/n said proudly. “nice! you look very pretty.” she smiled.

“see you guys later.” kiri waved and walked away.

tsireya reluctantly glanced up at y/n. “you look so pretty! ugh, next time she looks at you, i’ll feed her to the ilu.” she grumbled.

“y/n! she was just being nice!” tsireya argued quietly so kiri wouldn’t hear.

“no, she was flirting.” she said, looking back at kiri.

“whatever, it doesn’t matter. cause i love you.” tsireya kisses y/n’s cheek and holds her hand before they continue down the woven pathways.

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[giggly-squiggily]

hi🤭 you know me, i love suna :3

so could i request a ler suna lee reader fic? gn ofc^^

EE TYSM I LITERALLY LOVE WHEN YOU WRITE FOR HIM ITS SO GOOD

SUNA!!! :D Oh my god the boy! Mr. Bendy straw himself! YES! What are the words to describe how much I love this guy? Friend, I've gotcha covered!

This was supposed to be in combination of another fic request with the Miya twins; but I'm pretty sure Tumblr ate that one 😅 So eh; whomever asked for that; here you are! :D I hope y'all like it!

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):

@thatbigbisexual29 @duckymcdoorknob @rachi-roo @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @sevenincubistolemyheart @riisada @sp1racle

“Ready…?” Atsumu waved a hand between the three of you, shaking with barely restrained mirth. You were no better, cheeks hurting from how hard you were smiling. Only Osamu seemed sane- cool as a cucumber.

“Wait-” Suna stopped you, adjusting his phone. “Okay.”

“...Go!” Atsumu cried, the three of you shaking your fists. After three thumps, the results were in.

“YES!” You cried, jumping up and down with glee as the twins groaned- your scissors beating both their paper. “Come here!”

“Wait- wait we have to go agahahain!” Atsumu all but squealed when you charged him, grabbing his sides and squeezing rapidly. Beside you, Osamu joined in. “Nohohohohoho whhihihy mehehehe?”

“Winner gets to pick the target!” You cried back, stopping after a few seconds. The three of you returned to the circle, Atsumu rubbing his sides with a laugh. “Ready?”

“Steady…” Osamu added, dragging it out as Atsumu giggled. “Go!”

Another three thumps.

“DAMN!” Atsumu cried as his brother whooped, his cries of frustration turning into laughter when he was tickled once more. “Thihihis isn’t fahhahir! Y’lahahall have an ahahahliance!”

“Please- like we’d ever team up.” Osamu rolled his eyes, shooting you a quick wink that made you grin. Nearby, Suna gestured to Aran, handing him his phone.

“I want in.” He decided, joining your game.

“Yay! Suna’s gonna play! Suna’s gonna play!” You cheered, clapping. Atsumu whooped, and Osamu groaned.

“That’s right! You’ve got your alliance, I’ve got mine!” Atsumu ran over, throwing an arm around the blocker’s shoulders. “Isn’t that right, Suna?”

“I’m not aligning with anyone.” He prodded the blonde, making him spasm and giggle. “I’m just here to make things interesting for the video.”

“Sure sure. Y’all ready?” Osamu asked, putting his fist in. Four fists entered- only one could win. Ready…GO!”

Three thumps. Then..

“AHH!” You squealed when Suna’s fingers dug into your ribs from behind, the loss barely registering as you fell back into him. “Nohohohoho, dohohon’t!”

“Winner picks the target.” He growled playfully, going a second longer before releasing you. “Get ready, you’re the only one I’m aiming for.”

You blushed, the twins cooing at you both from their spots. Aran coughed over his laugh.

“Oh it is ON!” You declared back, more determined than ever to win. You were gonna wipe that smug look off his face.

The game went on, and as he promised; every win Suna gained he used on you. It was almost unfair, given how good of a tickler he was.

“Dahahhang it!” You cried when he won again, already laughing before he could touch you. “Yohohohu’re chehhahahting!”

“No way- I’m just good at this game.” Suna snickered, playfully clawing at your belly as you doubled over with  a squeal. “Say- next round’s winner should get a full minute to tickle someone.”

“Wahhat?” You cried. The twins gasped in glee.

“Yeah! Yeah! I’m gonna tickle ‘Samu so bad he’ll pee!” Atsumu cried in triumph, earning a kick from his brother.

“Shut up! I’m gonna win! You’ll be seeing stars when I’m done with you!” Osamu barked back, glaring. Seconds later the twins were having their own battle; their pushes and shoves quickly dissolved into a tickle war of their own. You leaned back into Suna as you watched them roll around in laughter.

“I think they forgot about the game.” You smiled as Aran carried on filming them, making commentary here and there.

“Good. They’re annoying.” You tsked as you looked back at him, but his smile snatched away the scolding on your lips. “Besides, I much rather play with you and you alone.”

“Is that so?” You turned in his arms, wrapping them around his waist as you stepped closer. “Well, in that case…game on.”

Suna blinked, confused. Then…

“AH!” He yelped out when you scratched into his back, clawing at the back of his ribs rapidly. Once he was down on his knees you ran for the hills- laughing the entire time. “(Y/N)!”

“Snooze you loose, Tarou~” You called back with a wink, flying out the gym doors with a howl of mirth as he gave chase.

You didn’t make it very far.

Worth it.

Thanks for reading!

[shroudscholar]

Shared + Lesson Voice Lines !!

featuring my yuusona, Lost!

dividers by . . . strangergraphics !!

Shared !!

Loading Screen: Twisted Wonderland.

Daily Login: Ah… you got me something…? That’s nice… Thank you.

Another’s Birthday: Happy birthday! Ah… did I scare you? Sorry… Hm? You’ve… never heard me raise my voice before…? Huh… I can’t remember if I have or not… But… this is a special occasion, so… I should show some enthusiasm… right?

His Birthday: Huh? My birthday? Oh… I forgot that it was today… Thank you for the well wishes. There’ll probably be a party, so… do you wanna come?

Tutorial: I’m lost… Can you help me?

Level up 1: Huh…? What’re we doing?

Level up 2: Ah… did I get stronger? That’s cool…

Level up 3: I’ll, uh… Let me write this down… Don’t let me forget, okay?

Level up Max: Mm… Oh, sorry, I was just thinking… I’m really happy I was able to meet you… 

Vignette level up: Hanging out like this… It’s nice… Hey, hold still… I wanna take a picture of you.

Skill level up: Hm? How do I… get by without magic? Mainly… with my fists. Just kidding… I only use my fists sometimes…

Uncapped: Hey… you think now… people will stop picking fights with me? … Yeah, me neither…

Groovification: Ah! … Huh? Oh, sorry… I just… remembered something, I think… A time when I achieved something… I can’t remember what, but… I was really happy… I remember that, at least…

Lesson select 1: Wait… what class are we taking…?

Lesson select 2: I’m… pretty good at taking notes… When I remember to…

Lesson select 3: If you need any help… you should probably ask… someone else…

Lesson start: Grim… don’t cause any trouble… okay?

Lesson finish: Wait… did I remember to take notes…?

Battle start: Oh… you think you’re gonna win? That’s cute…Battle won: Well… at least you tried…

Lessons !!

History Lessons

Good (Morning): Wait… which class is this…? | This isn’t alchemy… is it…? | Once… Grim ate Ace’s homework…

Good (Noon): Is it… lunchtime after this…? | Is it not… called the sleepy death…? | Doesn’t ring a bell…

Good (Afternoon): Ah… I need to replace these markers… | I’m… paying attention… | Mm, I get it… I think…

Great: That’s… a nice story… | Wow… an elephant graveyard… | He turned them… into frogs?

Perfect: History… sure is important… | That’s interesting… | I wonder… what my history’s like…

Special Lessons Perfect: Oh… yay, I guess… | Were you bored or…? | Need me to do something for you… again…?

Physical Education Lessons

Good (Morning): So… just run laps again? Okay… | Remember to… stay hydrated… | That looks fun…

Good (Noon): Be careful, Grim… | Try not to… fall… | Everyone’s floating… like ghosts…

Good (Afternoon): It’s windy out? I can’t tell… | Everyone seems… to have enjoyed themselves… | Ah… is it break time…?

Great: Coach makes sure… I’m not left out… | Running is nice… I think… | Maybe… I should lift some weights…

Perfect: Need me to… carry you to the nurse…? | I’m getting ready… for next Beanfest… | Muscles… are for hugging…

Special Lessons Perfect: Oh… you’re here… | Slacking off… again? | Is someone hurt…?

Alchemy Lessons

Good (Morning): Hang on… what class am I in…? | This isn’t history… is it…? | I hope… nothing explodes again… | Grim… don’t eat that… | Is something… burning?

Good (Noon): Am I on fire… again? | Am I… doing this right? | Is it… lunchtime after this…? | Is it… meant to be this color? | It’s bubbling…

Good (Afternoon): Is it… gold yet? | No, I’m… paying attention… | It’s hard… to take notes… while stirring… | It’s like… making soup… | What’s next…?

Great: Yay… | Cool… | This is… kinda relaxing… | I’m listening… I’m listening… | Everything’s… going smoothly…

Perfect: If I… make gold… can I keep it? | Can I… make stuff besides gold? | I bite it to prove it’s real… right? | I’d prefer… chocolate… | All done…

Special Lessons Perfect: Really…? | Do you… have something to add, or…? | You’re kinda… distracting… | What’re you here for…? | I didn’t… blow anything up this time…

[euphoricimagination]

Summary: The All Japan Youth Training Camp comes to an end, which leads to amazing friendships and the eventful reunion with your boyfriend. The Nationals arrived after a short Christmas celebration, and so did your first match.

Kenma x reader; Haikyuu x reader

Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15

From the beginning

The first thing that the guys did the next morning was another practice match. You see Atsumu serving with his jump float, however it looks different than usual, softer almost. After Atsumu receives a ball, the last hit is tossed to Hoshiumi, who jumps even higher than when you first saw him play, sending the ball to the end line.

“You DID get better Hoshiumi! That jump was higher than before!” you exclaim

“I know! I told you, you will be surprised!”

“Oh sorry, I interrupted” you look at the coaches

“It’s alright, that’s why you're here after all. Something else you want to say?”

“Ehh…Eikichi-kun, is that really how high you can reach? Cause personally, I think you can reach higher, you’re tall yet your jumps are quite low, not as they could be”

“But this is how I spike the best…”

“But imagine how powerful and cool it would be if you get used to hitting the ball a little higher while being left handed. Can you try to do it for a few plays?” you ask using your best convincing tone

“S-sure it doesn’t hurt to try. It does sounds cool after all” he blushes

“Yay! Tobio-kun, you got it?” you call the young boy while going back to the coaches

“Yes, Yn-san, I’ll take care of it”

“I’m surprised that you were able to convince a spiker to try something new, usually they prefer to go with what’s easier for them” a coach says once the game resumes

“They are still teenagers, it's easy to convince them once you tell them how powerful or cool something can be. And being a girl helps a lot, specially since most here don't know me that much”

“Really clever, I must say”

In the evening the guys are doing their cool down stretches after more practice while you go around passing bottles to some of them when you notice Atsumu talking to Kageyama

“In the training camp I didn’t really pay attention to yer school, ya were good, but yer teammates weren’t; plus, I cared more about Chibi-chan, so I thought ya would be a difficult person here, but it turns out ye’re actually just a Goody Two shoes”

“Eh?!”

“Tsumu, what are you doing?” you call him, making him shiver a little

“Just talking to Tobio-kun here”

“Really? It didn't sound like a nice talk. Can you not be a cocky bastard for like a day?”

“I’m not cocky!”

“Yes, you are. Sorry Tobio-kun, he can get annoying” you take Atsumu by the wrist, walking away “you know that I don’t have a problem with you being cocky, you have the talents to be, but don’t ruin your reputation so fast”

“I’m sorry chibi-chan, but ya just said that ya like me being cocky”

“No, I don’t like it, but I get it, as long as you never treat me or the people that I care about bad, I can live with it”

“I would never, I love ya too much. Plus ye’re terrifying when ye’re angry”

“Thanks, were you holding back with the jump float served?”

“What are ya talking about chibi-chan? Like I’m the one to hold back” says with a knowing smirk, however he lowers and whispers to your ear “we need to surprise our future opponents, don’t we?”

“Look at you, using your brain on your own for once, well done”

“Rude. Let’s go to eat”

“Sure, let me do something first” you go to where Sakusa is “Sakusa-kun! Did you watch the match between Karasuno and Shiratorizawa?”

“Not yet”

“Good, then here, I watched it yesterday and took some notes, I thought you will like to have some information about them” you give him the notebook where your notes were

“Why did you do this?” He says surprised, taking them

“The notes? Well, you got me curious about the match. Plus both of us like to be careful about other teams, so why not help you?”

“I see…thank you” he smiles at you

“Of course, we’re gonna go now. I’m sure you will, but eat a good meal”

“I will” he pauses looking a little conflicted as you turn around with Atsumu “Yn-chan?”

“Yeah?” you turn around

“Can…can you give me a massage later? My shoulder still hurts” he looks to the other side, blush appearing in his cheeks

“Of course, you don’t mind me touching you, do you?”

“No, I trust you the most out of everyone here” he looks at you, blush deepening when he saw your smile

“Oi, Omi-kun! Dontcha dare to flirt with her, she’s dating!” Atsumu squints his eyes at the boy

“I know, the blonde dude from Nekoma, right?” he asks you, making you nod “that doesn’t mean I trust her any less with this”

“I’ll help you out, don’t worry Omi-kun. Let’s go Tsum” you push the fake blonde away so he doesn’t end up in a fight, going to the cafeteria

“Do ya trust him to be alone with him? Ya want me there with ya?” Atsumu asks, worry in his voice

“He is not going to do anything, Tsum, he’s very gentle”

“Alright…anyways, will ya give us the notes too?” Atsumu passes an arm through your shoulders

“Of course, I may be in Nekoma now, but half of my heart is still in Inarizaki”

“We miss ya too” he gives you a loving kiss at the temple. Unless they play against your cats, you’re going to help them as much as you can. It's the least that you can do to the first ones that love you and help you.

The week passes fast and before you notice, the last day of the training camp is here. Thanks to the coaches, who gave you a lot of freedom to say and do whatever you wanted, you became closer to the rest of the players due to all the feedback that you gave them; especially with Sakusa, ever since you gave him the massage he gained a whole lot more trust in you, becoming the closest one outside Atsumu.

Now the guys are playing a match where the players switch their normal positions, Atsumu being the libero, Hoshiumi the setter and Kageyama the wing spiker. Kageyama spikes one of Hoshiumi’s sets and scores past a double block attempt.

“Well done Tobio-kun”

“Thanks Yn-san” says bowing eagerly

“Yn-chan, how was my set?” Hoshiumi asks excitedly

“Pretty good, you’re a good setter too”

“Yay!” In the next rally Hoshiumi sends a set to Sakusa, however he hesitates before hitting it even though he marks a point.

“You doubted my set didn’t you?!” Hoshiumi screams at him

“I just wanted to be certain of it” says Sakusa monotone

“But Yn-chan said my sets are good, you don’t trust her?!”

“I do, but I just wanted to be sure”

While doing their cool-down stretches, you once again see Atsumu going to Kageyama, and considering how he can be, you decided to approach just to make sure he didn’t go too far with provocations.

“…Someone who can’t hit my sets just sucks. You should be a spiker, you seem tense playing as a setter”

“Maybe he’s like that because of what you told him, you idiot” you plop onto his back, barely making him flinch as Kageyama nods

“But I’m a setter”

“I know, I know” Atsumu stands up, making sure to grab you so you didn’t fall from his back

“Miya-san what does Goody Two shoes mean?”

“Exactly what it sounds, you’re a serious, honest and all-around good person”

“In a way I do agree with Tsumu, strangely” you say, making the blonde whine “You’re really good at adapting with your team, but are you sure that’s all they can do?”

A little later, after everyone had eaten a proper meal, the coaches called all of the players to say a goodbye speech.

“I want to congratulate all of you for being able to play in such a new environment. This camp was planned as a way to get all of you started on their youth activities and to help you figure things out and show you that there’s always room for improvement. In that same note I want to congratulate you Yn-chan, watching you help everyone here really set my mind of how good of a coach you can be, I’m sure all of the players appreciated your help”

Everyone says thank you to the coach before going to take their things out of the dorms. You go outside with your backpack, seeing Kageyama there tying his shoe.

“Tobio-kun, do you need help going to the station?”

“I don’t think so, is Kozume-san coming to walk with you?”

“No, Tsumu wanted to walk with me to say hi to my family, so I told Kenma to wait in his house” you clarify

“Ah I see”

“Bye Kageyama! Bye chibi-chan!” says Komori when he goes out, high fiving you. Sakusa follows behind, staring down at Kageyama

“Bye Komori-kun! Bye Omi!” you say

“See you soon, chibi-chan” Sakusa rubs your hair while passing by your side. Hoshiumi also goes out nodding at Kageyama and giving you a hi-5 before leaving.

“See ya at the Nationals, Tobio-kun” Atsumu with a little cocky grin, however his demeanor changes when he sees you with your eyebrow raised “Let’s go chibi-chan, it's late”

“See you Tobio-kun, say hi to Shoyo for me, please”

“I will” he says as you two leave the gym, walking towards the station

“Hey, isn’t that the hoodie that Suna gave ya?” Atsumu asks when you are walking

“Yeah, it’s really warm and it reminds me of all of you, I used to steal everyone’s jacket at one point”

“Oh yeah, I remember how flustered ya made Samu when ya wore his” Atsumu laughs

“You’re acting like you weren’t red as a tomato when you saw me on yours, I have proof “

“Well, it’s not my fault! It’s not the most normal thing to do here in Japan”

“I don’t even know if it’s normal in my country, it’s just a me trait. That’s my house”

“Then I’ll bring one of my hoodies when we come for the Nationals” he hugs you, putting his chin on your head “ya looked cool in the training camp”

“Huh?”

“Giving feedback to everyone so they could be better, or explaining stuff to us. Sometimes ya look more like a coach than the coaches did”

“Thanks, Tsum” you nuzzle your head in his chest, him caressing your head “go and say hi to my family, you’re going to miss the train if you don’t go soon”

You went into your house so Atsumu could talk with your mom and brother, you sitting next to him since he didn’t want to let go. When Atsumu leaves you go to Kenma’s house, entering with the spare key that you had to not interrupt anyone. You enter his room only to find him sitting in his computer talking to the headset, extremely concentrated while playing an online game. You go and hug his back, making him jump a little before looking behind him.

“Sorry” you mutter quietly

“I have to go, sorry” says into the mic, turning everything off immediately as he turns the chair around and pulls you into his lap “Hi”

“Hi” you chuckle, nuzzling into his neck “missed me much?”

“No…” says, yet his arms pull you tighter

“Oh really? Then you won't mind me going to Tetsu’s house to tell him about the camp. He seemed excited about it”

“No… I had to survive with Lev and Kuro alone”

“Poor you, you had to talk to your teammate and best friend” you earn a glare “I’m kidding, pretty boy. Did I miss something important?”

“Not really, we did the usual stuff. Everyone seemed a little off though, I guess they all got used to having you and your snarky comments around” he smiles playing with your hair

“It was weird for me too, everyone was…too good, it was strange not having someone like Lev”

“Why only Lev?” He squints his eyes

“Because Lev still has some problems playing? Don’t worry though, I missed more the kitty that claims to hate affection and people, yet always wants me around and let’s me hold him” you kiss his cheek, making him blush a little “I’m going to lay down for a while, you can keep play-”

“Let’s go” he takes your hand to take you to his bed. Once you lay down, he immediately lays in your chest, holding you tightly as he nuzzles into you “how was the camp?”

“Quite fun actually, there were only 20 people and I knew 6, so I didn’t feel as anxious as I normally would when interacting with them, and having Tsumu there made it a lot easier. The coaches were really nice too, they let me interrupt as much as I wanted, so I ended up talking and helping them a lot an-what?”

“Nothing” he says when you notice that he was looking at you with extremely soft eyes, making you blush and get shy. He moves up a little so you were face to face, taking your cheek and kissing you deeply while his other hand was under your t-shirt, touching your waist. Your hands went to his neck almost immediately, pulling him closer. Your foreheads connect when you stop, gaining your breath back “I’m glad that you had fun, but I really missed you a lot”

“I missed you too, your presence relaxes me” you give him a quick peck “You know, it baffles me sometimes that we met this year, our relationship isn’t even a year old, yet it feels so…natural”

“Do you believe in fate?” he lays down again, his face on your neck

“Huh?”

“Cause I do now, there’s no other logical explanation for us”

“And here I was all my life refusing to believe in soulmates, fate or destiny. But I’m not complaining, I got an amazing boyfriend…God, I’m tired, I want to sleep”

“Then sleep” he rolls to the side, putting your head on his chest while he passes his arms around, taking his PSP out

“…you’re quite the hypocrite, but fine, love you”

“Love you too love” he kiss the top of your head, smiling into your hair

++

Today’s Christmas eve, so Kenma, Kuroo and you were supposed to walk around Tokyo while eating street foods while your families hang out together. If there’s something that you learn in these past 2 years is that the holiday season here it’s celebrated quite differently; Christmas being the time for friends and couples to celebrate together, while New Year was for the family, visiting temples on January 1st.

“Are you sure you want me here? You two are a couple, and Christmas eve is supposed to be the most romantic date of the year…isn’t it awkward for you?” Kuroo asks awkwardly while you walk through a Christmas market

“This is for friends too, Kuro, relax”

“Yeah, but you know…you two are together…”

“Tetsu, relax, it’s just like any other day”

“Chibi-chan, Christmas eve here is like a holiday of yours…valentin? Something like that”

“Valentine’s day? Well, I never liked the idea of it, I don’t need a holiday to express my love towards my boyfriend or friends. Woow look at that! That’s so pretty!” you get distracted by a giant Christmas tree, making the two of them laugh

“Yeah, it’s pure capitalism. I’m already outside, so don’t make this more annoying for me than it already is Kuro” adds Kenma, pulling you slightly closer as he rubs your hand to warm it up

“Man, you two are the weirdest yet cutest couple out there” Kuroo laughs “should we sit and order something then? Chibi, did you know that eating KFC is like a tradition here?”

“Yeah, last year I ate some with the twins and Rin when they went to my house…it was a weird yet comforting”

“Well, it’s really different” Kuroo says while you sit in a park nearby, Kenma laying on your lap “I’ll go buy something, you two do your couple things or whatever”

“Sure” Kenma takes his phone out “couldn’t we have stayed at any of our houses?”

“Let me enjoy my first Christmas in Tokyo!”

“But it’s full of people and couples, it’s disgusting. Plus, it’s cold, you wouldn’t be shivering if we had stayed inside”

“Ken, we ARE a couple, I’m literally wearing your hoodie” you put your hands between his scarf and chest, making him lean his head on your arm

“But we are not the annoying kind, and you wear my hoodies everyday anyway. You’re lucky that I can’t say no to you, I wouldn’t have left my house otherwise”

“…Sorry for dragging you out, I really wanted to see Tokyo in this season, and tomorrow is one of the few days we don’t have practice”

“It’s fine, as long as it makes you happy I’ll do it…next year we’re not going out though, we’ll stay in playing something, we can even bake something together”

“Bake together? Or me baking while you pretend to help?” you tease him, earning a glare from the boy

“I’ll help y-”

“Planning next year's Christmas already? Are you two married or what?” says Kuroo arriving with the food, a teasing smile on his face

“Tetsu, kindly, shut the fuck up” you say making Kuroo gasp dramatically and Kenma chuckle “what did you buy?”

“Some onigiris and a Christmas cake. I bought some French fries too since you like them chibi-chan”

“Thank you”

You spend the rest of the afternoon talking together, mostly Kuroo and you, but Kenma still contributed here and there, whether by correcting some stories that Kuroo was telling you or saying his side of them.

“Kuro, can you go ahead of us?” says Kenma when you were near your houses

“What? Why?” he asks with a smirk

“Don’t start”

“Fine, fine I’ll leave the lovebirds alone” he turns around, walking faster than before. But Kuroo being Kuroo, he obviously had to yell something before leaving “don’t do the naughty yet kids, both are too young!”

“Pfft”

“Don’t laugh! You’ll make him believe he’s funny” Kenma whines, hiding his face on his scarf

“Just so we’re clear, I’m not really into exhibitionism” you earn a glare from him as he blushes even more “sorry, sorry. What was it?”

“Nothing now” he squints his eyes

“Ok then, I’m not going to beg for you to tell me” you joke while continue walking, but he stops you taking your hand

“You’re unbelievable…here” he shakes his head while taking something from his backpack, a Harry Potter scarf “Merry Christmas, it’s not a lot, but I know that you’re used to this” says while putting the scarf around your neck

“Thank you” you give him a peck before hugging him “I also have something for you at my house…but Tetsu is over there and it’s making me uncomfortable” you caress his cheek as he looks towards the tall boy, sighing before taking your hand and starting walking

“I told you to leave Kuro” he says when you continue walking towards your houses “stop acting like my relationship is yours too”

“And miss my two friends' cute moment? Never. It was like a movie! With the snowflakes and all! Plus, considering that I was the one who push you into asking her out, I feel like I deserve it”

“No, you don’t”

“You’re weird Tetsu…see you tomorrow” you pull Kenma towards your house. When you were on you room, you give him the hoodie that you bought him “Merry Christmas…thank you for let me get to know you”

“Thank you for getting to know me” he pulls your closer into a sweet kiss

++

Today’s January 4th, the start of the Spring Tournament. You are walking down the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium behind your team when you hear Kuroo talk to somebody

“Did you finally get to see the real Skytree? You country crows”

“Always with his unnecessary commentary” you say to Kenma and Kai, who just shake their heads “I’m going to find the twins and Rin, can you take care of things for a bit, Kai-san?”

“Of course, chibi-chan, be careful”

“Thanks. See you in a few, babe” you kiss Kenma’s cheek before walking away. On the way there you pass next to Kuroo and Daichi, who are talking about how nervous the other was.

“Yn-chan hi”

“Oh, hi Sugawara-san, Asahi-san”

“Kageyama told us you were in the training camp as an assistant coach”

“Yeah, it was quite fun actu-”

“CHIBI-CHAN!” someone lifts you up from the ground

“Fuck! Bokuto-san, why do you always have to scare me?”

“Because you’re cute!” he presses his chin on the top of your head after putting you down. The two third years of Karasuno just laugh and go away

“Is Kenma okay with this type of skinship, Yn-chan? You can always tell Bokuto-san to stop” says Akaashi arriving

“Yeah, he doesn’t mind. He knows that we’re just friends” you look at Kenma, who is staring at you with a little, barely noticeable, smile “How are you Akaashi?”

“I’m fine, it’s going to be a really good tournament this year”

“Chibi-chan hi!” another voice calls you

“Komori-kun hi! Sorry I can’t really move much. Hi Tobio-kun” you gave him a hi-5 and smile at Kageyama while Bokuto just press his cheek on your head even more

“Yn-san”

“Does Omi-kun have an imaginary pain again?”

“Nah, he is the corner over there, he hates crowds” he points at where Sakusa is, looking gloomy in a corner. He nods slightly at you when you wave to him

“I forgot that the four of you went to the youth training camp, how was it?” asks Akaashi

“It was really good, chibi-chan helped us a lot when trying som-”

“Chibi-chan! You went to the youth training camp?!” asks Bokuto loudly, making a bunch of people look at your direction

“Y-yes, I told you Bokuto-san”

“She asked you if you went before Bokuto-san, you literally answer her”

“Oh right! I forgot!” he laughs loudly, the conversation keeps going for a while, and even if you were engaging in it, you still could listen to the very loud whispers around ‘how many dudes she’s with? I saw her holding hands with a Nekoma one, now Bokuto’ ‘I remember her being with an Inarizaki dude too’ ‘She was invited to the youth training camp, how? She’s just a pretty manager’ ‘do you think she was invited so the boys there relieve stress? She’s hot’ ‘What else could be? I bet that she has slept with so many…’

“Chibi-chan, breath with me” Bokuto whispers, rubbing your arms

“H-huh?” you broke from your trance, noticing that you were shaking and your breathing was inconsistent

“You’re getting anxious Yn-chan, follow Bokuto-san breath” says Akaashi with a calm yet worried look, alongside Komori and Kageyama

“I-it’s okay…I’m used to it” you try to follow Bokuto breath

“You shouldn’t be used to that, you’re so nice. People can be so rude” Komori pats your head

“Yn?” Kenma says, arriving at your side with worry in his eyes. Bokuto let go of you so you can go to Kenma, taking his hand immediately

“I think it should be better if we go for now, the ceremony is about to begin anyway. Let’s go Bokuto-san” Akaashi smiles at you

“Sorry chibi-chan, it was my fault. I’ll make sure to beat everyone here that talks bad about my precious friend” says with confidence. The rest of them say bye too before Kenma drags you away to where Nekoma is, moving near the wall before pulling you into a hug. The rest of the team come around you in a protective manner, making a little shield

“People will look at you Ken” you hug him back as one of his hand move into the back of your head, caressing it

“I don’t care, are you ok?”

“I’m fine, I got so used to being around all of you that I just kinda forgot that this happens”

“It’s still really rude, chibi-chan. We’re not going to let anyone talk bad about our precious friend and manager” Yaku pats your arm, the rest of the team nodding

“Thanks”

“Yn-san…is this really normal? You deal with these comments daily?” asks Inuoka, the eyes of the first years are full of worry

“It’s not daily anymore, when I was in Inarizaki it was, a part of Tsumu’s fan club was really annoying. It’s okay though, it just caught me out of guard”

“Are you sure? You can always tell me if something is bothering you, you know?”

“I know, Ken, I’m alright” you finally separate from his body

‘We will now begin with the opening ceremonies’

“Stop worrying about me and get ready, you guys are in the Nationals, I will not allow you to lose so fast” you look at Kuroo, in hopes he understood that you just wanted to move on

“You heard our manager, let's go” says Kuroo. While walking towards the doors you feel Kenma's hand take your, squeezing it, before taking off his jacket and passing it through your shoulders

“Hey, I love you”

“I love you too”

After the opening ceremony you waited for a few minutes before the first match started, against a school from Kiyokawa. While the rest of the team warm up, you were sat on the floor reading the notes with Kuroo, who finished first.

“They don’t seem too challenging, honestly. For what I notice, they seem a little bit more powerful than you in offense, but the defense and blocks aren’t particularly strong”

“This here means that they have resistance, right?” he points at one of the words in English

“Yeah, the ace spiked at lot, and he didn’t seem that tired by the end of the match. His cross shots in particular seemed really powerful, that may cause you a bit of trouble in the beginning”

“We should be fine then”

“Yeah, it’s nothing that you haven’t played before. You probably will finish in two sets” you close the notebook

“Chibi-chan, you became cooler in the training camp”

“Eh? How?”

“I don’t know, you seem more confident”

“Suure. Go on, cap, you have a game to play”

As expected Nekoma doesn’t really have major problems in the game, already being 3 points ahead in the second set. The Ace of Kiyokawa attempts to do multiple spikes however your cats are able to receive each one of them, forcing him to hit a ball out of the bounds. For the last rally Kuroo is able to touch the ball, making Kenma set to Fukunaga, landing it in the back corner marking the win for Nekoma.

“YES!” screams Kuroo excitedly shaking a less excited Kenma while coming out of the court

“Didn’t I say you would win in two sets?” you pass around their bottles, Kenma using this opportunity to get away from Kuroo, going behind you

“Of course you called it” Yaku laughs

“Yn-san is a genius” says Inuoka as the team goes out of the gym, you pulling Kenma a little behind the rest

“You did really good” you gave him a peck “I don’t think a lot of people realize how good of a setter you are”

“I’m not that good, I’m not athletic enough”

“I mean, yeah, you could use more exercise, but you always underestimate yourself, you're more dangerous that you give yourself credit for”

“Thank you”

“Oh yeah, I’ll give you your reward when we get to the hotel” you wink at him, making him blush with an annoyed face

“You do this on purpose, don’t you?”

“Of course I do, it’s fun”

“You’re mean” says with a smile

“You love me though. Let’s go to eat, pretty boy” You go to where the rest of the team are, who where sitting in the floor a few meters away. You passed them their lunches as they finish stretching

“Chibi-chan, aren’t you going to watch Bokuto’s game?”

“It should be over, our games were at the same time”

“True, that’s one of the annoying things about Nationals”

“Yeah, I wish I could watch every game, but it would be so long and we only have a few days”

“CHIBI-CHAAN!” someone says plopping into your back

“Tsumu! What the fuck!”

“Ya did this to me every day in the training camp, this is payback!” says childishly

“Well, she’s not a giant pig. Get out of her” Osamu takes his twin by the collar of his t-shirt, sitting down beside you and kissing the top of your head

“I’m not a pig!”

“Yes, you are, it looked hilarious” adds Suna filming in his phone “hi chibi-chan, guys. You know, Tsumu didn’t shut up about how cool you were in the training camp”

“I love ya chibi, but it was getting annoying” Osamu move to lay his head on your shoulder. By now the 3 of them had sat down beside you, Atsumu in you other side and Suna just plop his head in your lap looking at his phone. Despite being used to this kind of affection by them, you can’t help to tense a little remembering the comments

“But she was awesome! Ya should have seen her! Chibi, ya grew up so much! Now ya talk to people without problems! I’m so proud!” Atsumu lays his head on your other shoulder

“I cannot eat in peace in this place” you take the bento that Kenma was passing you, he and the rest of the team were looking at the scene with a smile on their faces. You put the bento box on Suna's face, receiving an annoyed sound “what? you put yourself there, deal with it”

“Oh shit! sorry dude, I forgot that you two were together. Let me move” says Suna looking at your boyfriend, moving to sit up

“It’s okay, I know that this is how your friendship works”

“You sure? I understand if you don’t like it”

“You’re not jealous Kenma-san?” asks Lev

“I trust Yn, and I know that none of them will try to do something, why would I be jealous?” Suna it's surprised at that comment, however it makes him relax and lay down again.

“I knew from the beginning that ya would be a good boyfriend for our Chibi” Osamu does a fist bump with Kenma “anyways, we watched ya play, ya guys were good”

“Thanks, it was easier than expected, you guys start tomorrow right?”

“Yes, we came here for the ceremony…”

You spend a good part of the afternoon talking to each other, the twins and Suna not leaving your side until you decided to leave. On your way out you went to the bathroom, telling the guys to wait outside so everything was faster. Once you arrived to where the bright red uniforms are, you noticed Karasuno with them, talking together.

“YN-SAN!! Is it true that you went to the youth training camp?!” asks you Hinata when he sees you, pulling you to where he, Inuoka, Lev and Kenma were talking

“Ehh…yeah, I did went the-”

“THAT’S SO COOL!” he screams with his eyes shining, making you jump from the sudden scream “how was it? What did you do? How was everyone there? Did you help them train? Can you help me too someday? But you’re from other school, that means you will help an enemy, but if you help them that me-”

“Shoyo! too fast” you say making the boy apologize, you hear the guys from your team laugh “it was fun; I did help coaching them; everyone was really good; I did, I gave them feedback when they tried stuff; if I can help you I will, but I don’t know when that will be”

“You’re so cool Yn-san! Kenma, you got so lucky!”

“I know” he takes your hand

“We should go, it’s getting late. All of you need to rest. Guys! We’re going!”

“Well, try to survive tomorrow too” says Kuroo once everyone got together, ready to leave

“Same for you” Daichi says back. However, as soon as both of them turn around their expressions got really serious.

“Relax, Tetsu. It will be fine”

“I hope so”

Once you arrive to the hotel, you tell the boys to go shower while I do the same. Once done, you went down to the lobby with the third years, who started to talk about the next tournament while you were on your phone next to Kai looking at Twitter.

“The first Nationals…I would have love going far away, I want to use a bullet train” Yaku says

“Where will be next year? If it’s far away let’s go to cheer them up”

“You think we will go?”

“The faith that you have in us is so assuring Kai-san, thank you” you say with a sarcastic tone

“Exactly Chibi, trust in our juniors a little” Kuroo adds

“There’s another one here” Kai whispers when Kenma goes down the stairs, ready to buy something from the vending machine. There were two other dudes in front of it talking, so Kenma looks at you, asking for help silently

“I got you, you big baby” you say standing up and going to him, taking his coin purse

“Thanks, buy yourself something”

“I was going to” you make him roll his eyes playfully “Hi, can I use the machine…?”

“Oh yeah, so…rry” the dude that turns around stutters, so you give him a small nod and smile as a thanks while taking the money out “l-let me buy it for you!”

“Ehh, you don’t have to, I’m buying two things…” you say confused

“I got you” he goes to the vending while putting the money in, so you shrug your shoulders before pressing the buttons, who were you to deny free drinks? “Ehh…c-can I get your number?”

“I’m dating, and I don’t give my number just like that, sorry…Thanks for the drinks, though” you bow down slightly before going to the stairs where Kenma was

“Thanks” says Kenma when you handed him his drink, with a small smile. You take his hand and move him to where the rest are

“Knowing Kenma, if he didn’t like volleyball, he would have quit already, right?” says Kai

“KENMA! I TOLD YOU NOT TO PLAY BEFORE SLEEP!”

“Jesus, relax dude, don’t scream” you sit in the arm rest while taking your phone out, Kenma sitting in the chair

“YOU TOO CHIBI-CHAN!”

“If I want to leave it, I will, although I will feel bad” Kenma answers Kai question

“What?” says Kuroo surprised

“I can be considerate towards you too, you know. But just a little, I wouldn’t train for so many hours just for consideration, and I wouldn’t play if I didn’t like volleyball. I play just because, I don’t have a reason to do it, but neither to leave it. It’s normal” Kenma squeezes your hand

“That’s too complicated, dude”

“I don’t like sweating or the sensation of not breathing…but I don’t mind leveling up”

“Of course you would say that” you lean a little into him “Wait, this is awesome, I found the best tweet ever”

“What is it chibi-chan?”

“A foreigner found the tournament online, she doesn’t really know what is happening but she can’t help to watch it…not only she’s amazed by how hot everyone is here, but she created a thread of the ones she likes the most” you explain

“Okay, I’m intrigued now”

“Let me read what she put ‘Thank god this tournament has an online magazine, cause dude, everyone here is beautiful. Not only the players, but the coaches? Managers? What do this people eat? My personal favorites though are what I like to call The Pretty Setter Squad, no joke, the most beautiful man I have ever seen’ and she added photos of Akaashi, Tobio-kun, Suga-san, Tsumu, and the one and only, Kenma” you show them the photos

“Why did you tell them?” Kenma grunts hiding his head on your shoulder

“Because you don’t believe me when I say you’re pretty”

“Dude, it’s not fair. How come you steal every foreigners heart? You’re dating a foreigner girl, this tweet right here too and the likes…dude you’re like the third one with most likes. Not fair” Yaku says shocked

“Dude, you’re a heart-throb. The boy who hates attention is receiving the most attention out of us. I will never forget this” Kuroo laughs at his friend

“I have to say though, it’s really impressive” Kai passes you your phone back

“Whatever, let’s go” Kenma pulls you towards the dorms, making the third years laugh harder. Once in the room, he sits near your futon and glares at you before turning on his PSP “I can’t believe you said that”

“Did you really expect me to not say anything” you sit in between his legs, hugging him tightly “hey…are you really okay with the amount of skinship the guys do? I can always tell them to knock it down a little”

“It’s okay, really, I know that they love you like a sister. I’m not going to make you stop loving your friends”

“Thank you, babe, it means a lot” you snuggle a little more. You stay like this for a few minutes, comfortable hugging each other while he plays

“Can I ask you something? I want your opinion” he asks after a while

“Of course, you always can”

“I…I been thinking, on our third year I want to start streaming more seriously, uploading more YouTube videos…but I don’t know”

“Do it then, I don’t see why not. You’re good at playing, and there’s something about seeing you play that is so mesmerizing. There’s a reason why I love seeing you play”

“But you’re my girlfriend, you’re bias towards me” you can feel his smile on the crock of your neck

“Well, yes, a little. But seriously, you should do it. Who knows, maybe you end up being a famous streamer” you chuckle “I don’t know how I could help you, but I’ll be there for you. Just don’t ignore volleyball or me to do this”

“Thank you. You know that I’m here for you too, right?”

“I know, love”

“And I would never ignore you, don’t worry” he gives a quick kiss to your neck before continuing playing

[milesworld96]

WATCHING DYNAMITE RNN

LMFAOOOOOOOOOOO CARDBLADE HAS HIS OWN TITLE, I FUCKING LOVE BCG SM😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HE NEEDS TO STOP, I CANNOT DEAL WITH JUICES DANCES💀💀💀💔💔💔 OH I AM SO HERE FOR THIS, I CANT WAIT FOR FULL GEAR. UH GUYS HE HAS THE ACCLAIMED DWWW

MJF💞💞💞💞💞 WHAT HE WAS TO COMIC-CON? WHAT THE FUCK😭😭😭 OH LAWC I AM SO READY, OMG CASTER BOWENS BILLY. YES PLS MJF TEAM I NEED THIS SO MUCH. I HAVE BEEN WAITING SO FUCKING LONG I BEG. OH? CASTER IN THE BATTLE ROYALE? FUCK YEAH. LMFAOOO BRO HAS NO CHILL, PUT A RING ON IT? DAWG UR JUST ASKIN FOR IT😭😭😭😭😭💀💀💀💀💀 CASTER I BEG LISTEN TO BOWENS (“But he’s my scumbag” ILYSM caster)

OMGGGG HI GIRLLL❤️❤️‼️‼️‼️ Girl they are just so😍😍 A ONE COUNT WHAT? YEAAHHHH LETS FUCKING GO, HIKARU RETAINED😚😚🫶🫶🫶

ADAMMMMMMMMMMM. HAAIIIIIII ;33 oml him going over his past with Christian from when they were young is so cute I can’t. Chris why would do that. Awwwwwwww Adam😭😭😭😭😭 this got me in my feels Chris+Adam is so sweet I can’t with them. Sad that they r gonna brutally murder each other soon <\\3 no pls I need them to beat the shit out of each other, ADAM FIGHT HIM. At least ik his title safe <\\3

HHAAAAIIIIII WARDLOW :3333 NAAAAHHHH BRO IS DONE AFTER ONE POWERBOMB. OMGGG THE MJF WRISTBAND, GIRL NO STAY TF AWAY. NAH WAEDLOW WHAT IS U ON🤨🤨🤨 WHY U KNOCK OVER TONY😭😭

KENNNYYYYYY, PLS PUT HIM BACK IN THE CHAMPIONSHIP VIEW. OMG PLS I BEG PUT THE DON CALLIS FAMILY BEHIND YOU, GO AFTER MJF. OMG HAIIIII MJF HIHIHIHIHI 13 DAYS OMGJJDSIJZZJ KENNY ON&BHESNNAJSN I AM SO HERE FOR THIS, PLEASE I NEED THIS WHAT THE FUCJ

Oh no, another viewing into Adam Cole’s kidnapping. RODDY STOP BEING SO RUDE. Is this food porn. GIRLIES WHAT 😭😭😭😭😭😭 YEAH STAND UP 4 YOURSELF ADAM. LEAVE LEAVE LEAVE. ESCAPE THE KIDNAPPERS. OMG RODDY FINALLY TURNING A NEW LEAF? IM BEGGING, I CANNOT I NEED TO SEE THE KINGDOM & RODDY TRYING TO BE NICE TO MJF😭😭😭💀💀💀

HAAIIIIII HOBBS, HAAIIIIIII TAKESHITA☺️☺️❤️❤️❤️ GLOAT IT BB, PUT JERICHO IN THE FUCKING DIRT. FUCK YOU CHRIS JERICHO. YOO?? DON HOW ARE YOU DISSING KYLE WHEN YOU LITERALLY HAVE WILL OSPREAY IN YOUR CORNER. DO YOU THINK HE REALLY GON CHOOSE YOU FOR DOING THAT TO KYLE😭😭⁉️ KYLE DONT TAKE THE FUCKING OFFER, JUST WORK ON GETTING WILL OUT

HIIIII KENNY☺️☺️☺️💞💞💞💞💙💙💙💙🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ this match is GOING to serve so much cunt omfg AND I WAS SO RIGHT. AAAAAA IM GOING FUCKING INSANE OMFG KENNY UR FACE‼️‼️ every once in a while there will be matches that change me as a man, and this is definitely one of them. THIS SHIT IS MAKING MY GAY ASS GO FUCKING NUTS, AAA KENNY. HE WON‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 Sorry Kyle, but look on the bright side no Don Callis in your ear now!!!! :)) SHUT THE FUCK UP DON

OMG OMGNDJBSRIHSFBVIHGSRBIHFBHIS3UIEBAEAFBUI OMG DANHAUSEN VID DANHAUSEN VID I CANT HAIHIAHIAHIABIABIAHIAHIAHIAHAIHAIAHIAHJAI I CANT WAIT FOR HIM TO COME BACK IM GOING FUCKING INSANE OVER THIS OMFHRSHJBIFSJHBVHDJSBCJHDAKHBCMHDAHMBCKDAHHBCKHSBDCBKHDAHBCBKHDABHCIUADBCKUADBCKUBHKDS KUBS

OOOOOOOOOOOODZJJCJSF HSF IM WATCHING THAT PREMIERE VID, SWERVE BBBYYYY OMLL. OMG SWERVE NANA HIHIHIHI. IM SO HAPPY FOR YALLS. Swerve what’s wrong, oh OH HANGMAN AND SWVER BACK @ IT AGAIN. HANGMAN :(((((((( OHHOHO I AM SO EXCITED 4 THIS

IITS STTIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGG. lol I just like saying it, not rlly a big fan of him but he cool. Ewww Hulk Holgan mention. YAY NATURE BOY MENTION‼️he still does got it ngl👏👏 AA DEBUT STARTING AT REVOLUTION AND RETIREMENT STARTING AT REVOLUTION, WHAT A BIG CIRCLE. HOPE THINGS TURN OUT FOR YOU MAN YOU BEEN AROUND FOR SO LONG AND HAD A LONG GREAT CAREER. HOPE YOUR HAPPY THO BRO

AAAAA ITS RJ CITY OMG JIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIH TONI HIHIHIHIIHIHHIHI ILY BOTH SO MUCH HIHISHDHCHXBBCBHCNXBXBHXHSA I’m sorry what, HOW ARE YOU GONNA PLAY THE PICTURE SMD THEN GO TO COMMERCIAL? WHAT THE FUCK IM MISSING QUALITY CONTENT OF RJ CITY AND TONI. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

OH NAH, NICK WAY E AND HIS MOM⁉️⁉️ WATCH YOUR TONE YOUNG MAN. GIRL NICK WHAT. R U FR TELLING UR MOM TO SHUT UP? BRO YOU GON GET AN ASS BEATING WHEN YOU GET HOME. GIIRRRRRLLLL SHE GON HIT YOU WITH THE HANGER WHEN YOU GET HOME. CHRISTIAN CAGE‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ OMG NAH SHE SMACKED HIM⁉️⁉️⁉️ NAH CHRISTIAN HAS THE ADOPTION PAPERS NOW💀💀💀 OMG DARBY HAIAHAIHAIAHAIAHIA. CHRISTIAN FR IS NICK’S NEW DAD😍😍😍😍 (I can be his male wife) OMG DARBY GETTING RAGDOLLED AGAIN. AH NICK WHAT HAPPENED WHY ARE YOU BLEEDING SRE YOU OKAY. STING GET OFF OF CHRISTIAN NOW‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ AW CHRISTIAN BEING A GOOD DAD AND CHECKING HIS SON🥹🥹 hope Nick’s tooth is okay tho. (Wonder if Chris is checking in on his other son too)

WAIWAITIWIT TRIOS MATCH? KIP SABIAN? OMG ARE WE BRINGING BACK KIP SABAIN VS ORANGE CASSIDY AGAIN? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I BEG I NEED THEM BACK FEUDING TOGETHER I NEED IT NOW

OMG OMG BEST FRIENDS + HOOK FXFHIISHCIHNCEINEWJKCNWNCSIDCNCKDJSNC HAI HAI HAI HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO KRIS VS WILLOW FUCK YESYESYESYEYSYES I NEED ORANHE VS KIP AGAIN PLEAS

Wait WAIT WAIT THE ACCLAIMED V DADDY MAGIC ANGELO AND DANIEL? OMFG YESY3YESYYESYYEDY I CANT WAIT OVUIHIHGRVIYBSRVYIR AND WE’RE GETTING HOOK+RVD AGAIN ON DYNAMITE? I AM LOVED I AM TRULY LOVED

Stray Bullet Juice Robinson is so slay, I love it💛💛 CAASSSSTTERRRRRRRR HAIHAIHAIHAI BBG🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️✂️ MAX STOP THRUSTING UR BELT, LISTEN TO BOWENS AND BEHAVE😭😭😭😭😭 NNNNNAAAAAAAHHHH CASTER YOURE FOWL 4 DOING THAT ON LIVE TV💀💀💀💀 NOOO DADDY MAGIC LET DANIEL DANCE ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ I NEED MJF ON COMMENTARY MORE PLEASE TK🥲🥲 MJF PAYIN LFF DUSTIN?🤨 OOOOOO BOY, NAH HE KNEED JUICE IN THE NUTS💀💀 tricky? Y’all’s relationship is tricky? AAAAAWWWWWWW TONY🩷🩷 that’s RIGHT MAX, Caster still loves u very much🩷🫶 AAAA TRENT & DUSTIN HUG☺️☺️ NOOO TRENT :(( bro stay losing💔💔 OH OH DANIL ELIMINATE HARDY. DADDY MAGIC😠😠 NOOONONONO PLEASE DONT SET THIS UP AS A DANIEL AND DADDY MAGIC SPLIT. CASTER IM BEGGING WIN PLEASE PLEASE PELASE. MICDROP🎤✂️ HE GOT HIS TITLE BACK FROM JAY WOOOOO. LOWBLOWING MFF. NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CASSTTERRRRR💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 at least we have both of max2 laid out on the floor😔😔 wish the best 4 you Maxi❤️ (hope Caster & Adam r there to support him)

[lcs-library]

Short fluffy fic for @ashipiko about her sillies<33333 It’s pre-relationship and has a sort of “fell first, fell harder” dynamic, so I hope you enjoy hehe they were so fun to write!!!

“C’mon, it’ll be fun! Please? Because I’m the coolest and you love me so much?” Ashi pleaded, clasping her hands together and giving Azami the biggest puppy dog eyes she could muster. Even still, she couldn’t disregard the slight blush dotting his cheeks at the l-word.

“…Fine.” Azami accepted after some hesitation, having to turn away to protect himself from getting ten times more flustered than he already was at her antics.

“Yay!” She cheered, dropping the cute act to throw her hands in the air with glee. “We’re gonna have loads of fun, prommy!” She said with a wink.

As it had turned out, her cousins had managed to get a couple of tickets to a new museum in Veludo through some connections. Apparently, it was meant to combine both art and general history, but she decided it wouldn’t be much fun on her own, so who better to take than Azamin? He mentioned liking history one time, right? And Ashi could look at the art! Win-win!

When they arrived(with Azami having to practically spring after Ashi), they were met with a grand exterior, showcasing the large “grand opening” banner. The two gawked for but a moment before Ashi dragged her friend inside by the wrist eagerly, grinning like a madman.

It may have been a good thing that she didn’t see the wreck Azami had become at the simple affection. Not even that, but the fact that she was so casual about it? He could barely comprehend how she didn’t think anything of it.

Once their tickets were accepted and they entered the lobby, Ashi turned to Azami.

“So, where to first? You’ve prolly got better taste in this stuff than I do, Azamin!” She exclaimed, squeezing his hand slightly, only deepening the hues on Azami’s cheeks.

“They’ve got dinosaur bones, so, uh, let’s see those.” Azami replied quietly, avoiding eye contact.

“Dinos, huh? Okay! Sounds super hypesies!” Ashi beamed, throwing up a peace sign before dragging Azami across the museum to find the exhibit.

Azami really wished he could let go. This was completely, utterly, totally improper, even if they were just friends. That didn’t change the fact that it was gross! And in public? What would other people think?

And yet, it felt…nice? To age someone who genuinely wanted to spend time with him was something new. To be connected to someone both physically and emotionally was something he had to admit he missed, even just a little.

Then, all of a sudden, someone who wants it just as much as he does shows up and thing actually start to feel alright? Not only that, but she had a similar mentality about age and how they were treated because of it? It all clicked together a little too perfectly, like they were made for each other.

Wait, why was his heart beating faster at the thought?

“Azamin?” Ashi’s voice interrupted his thoughts. Oh, no, now it was hard to look at her. Shit. He put on a brave face and responded as best as he could.

“What’s up?” A voice crack. Why, God?

“We’re here!”

So they were. Azami gazed around the room, taking everything in.

He almost looked like a little kid in the way his eyes shined, Ashi thought. It was cute, something rare for him.

Soon, she found herself skipping after Azami as he prattled on and on about every single creature, giving her an endless supply of facts as she supported him.

“Where’d you learn all of these, Azamin? They’re, like, super cool!”

“I just liked ‘em as a kid…” he muttered, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he realized how he was acting.

God, he was so adorable, Ashi couldn’t stand it. She let out a hearty chuckle as he tried not to let her feelings show, lest Azami kill her for seeing him like this.

“You done here?” She asked cheerfully.

“Yeah. Let’s go see the paintings you wanted.”

“Okie! Race you there!” She dashed off.

“Wh- hey! You shouldn’t do that here!” Azami cried, rushing after her.

[todoroki-waifu]

Can I ask for some fluff with Chifuyu~~Where girlfriend reader is use to being affectionate (she’s a naturally affectionate person) so when saying sweet things to him, hugging, cuddling, hand holding, etc. she’s not shy about it and doesn’t really blush compared to Chifuyu who is the opposite! Like he’s always blushing bad and nervous with her being so sweet or close like that. So what if one time Chifuyu decides to be confident and try and make her blush hard for him instead?!! What does he do and/or say💗?

Note: Thank you soooo much for the request! I’m so sorry that this is so late! Not sure if you saw my previous post, but I was out of town and got sick. Feeling much better now! Please don’t hate me! 

Chifuyu x F! Reader

Warning: Some slight suggestive NSFW themes? Cursing (just ass and hell was used a couple times here). Female reader. 

Genre: Fluff and comedy

Word Count: 1,193

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Note: This was the video I used for reference lolol.  Chifuyu was desperate. He wanted to make you feel the way he did. He wanted to see if he could make you nervous or blush. 

No. 

He needed to know if he could also make your heart flutter the way you did to him. 

But maybe going to Baji wasn't really the best idea. Chifuyu was hesitant at first, but he trusted his captain and hoped that he could provide him with some quality advice. 

"Slap her ass." "Wha-what?" "You know, give her ass a little smack." Baji said as he tied his hair back to keep cool from the burning sun. The Toman gang and you were hanging out at the park, taking advantage of the clear weather and summer break. "I can't do that! That's disrespectful!" "Not unless she told you she likes and wants you to do it." Baji replies quickly. He'd never suggest touching anyone without permission. "I wouldn't know. I never tried it." You and Chifuyu have been dating for a few months, but your physical touches only consisted of kissing, holding hands, and hugging. He was too nervous to go any further. He really valued your and his relationship! "Okay, okay. I got it." Baji grins as he calls you over. "Wait, what's your idea?" He sees you slowly approaching him. "Tell her her ass looks juicy. It's a trend going around and apparently girls like it." "What?! I can't say that! Isn't that a little too much?" Chifuyu was trying to think of an alternative but it was too late. "Say what?" You smile at your boyfriend, tilting your head as Baji slaps his hand on his friend's back. "Yeah, buddy, you told me to call her over. What did you wanna say?" He encouraged his vice captain. "Oh, need some privacy? My bad. Let me give you some space." "Everything okay?" You asked, seeing how he looked a bit nervous once Baji left. "Ye-yeah. I just wanted to tell you that your b-butt looks. . . j-juicy." God he just wanted to punch himself until he passed out. This was such a bad idea! Why the hell did he even go with Baji's plan!? "Wait, really? You think so?" Chifuyu hears the excitement in your voice, taking a moment to process your reaction. He thought you'd slap him or think of him as a pervert! "Ye-yeah! It looks great!" He quickly responds. "I'm so happy!" You squealed as you did a little dance. "I've been training with Mikey and doing these new exercises to build my endurance. I have noticed that my muscles are a little bit tighter so I'm glad you noticed, too!" You've been learning how to fight so you wouldn't be a liability to the others. Your main goal was to keep up in a fight so you weren't really focused on building your bottom. But hey, you'll take the added bonus. "Really? Well, it's been paying off! You look amazing, babe! I mean, you always do." Chifuyu felt slightly guilty that he didn't notice until you twirled around a bit. He didn't want to be rude if you caught him staring, but he did steal enough glances to realize a difference. In all honesty, he didn't care much for physical looks. What was important to him was the inside and you had one beautiful soul. "Yay! Thank you!" You turned to the side to show more of your backside. "Did you wanna touch it?" Cue Chifuyu's face erupting into different shades of red. ----------- The first attempt was a failure for him. The only positive was that you were happy with your progress, but you didn't blush once! It was your date night today so he thought he'd try out his new approach this time. Without his captain's help. He got the idea from one of his shoujo mangas and prayed that it would be a success. Chifuyu arrived earlier than the designated meeting time, not wanting to be late. "Chifuyu-kun!" He heard you call his name as you rushed over to him. "Sorry, I hope you weren't waiting too long." "Not at all. I just got here as well." "That's good. I was afraid I wasn't gonna make it. There's a lot of people out today." You fixed your hair. "How do I look? It was super crowded at the train station." "Gorgeous as always." He smiles as he gently takes your hand and plants a soft kiss. "Ready to go, princess?" The only nickname he's ever used with you was 'babe' or 'baby' so he thought to switch it up a bit this time. "Princess?" Although his heart was pounding at his attempt to act smooth around you, he kept his gaze on you. Was that a blush? Was your heart finally fluttering? "That's new. I love it!" You giggle as you now wrap your arms around his neck. "Then if I'm your princess, that means you're my prince." He feels you lay a quick kiss on his lips as you stare lovingly at him. "O-of course!" Now he was faltering. "I hope that our story will have a 'happily ever after'." You buried your face in his chest and he's thankful that you couldn't see his flustered reaction. Chifuyu's heart is joyfully dancing in his chest while he couldn't believe that you'd want a happy ending with him, too!

----------- Note: This video was used for reference lolol.  The vice captain's next effort was inspired by a video he saw while scrolling through his phone. This had to be it! He's never done this before so he was excited to see your reaction. You were hanging out in his room, trying to pick a movie to watch. While you browsed through the selection, he asked if you could stand up. "I wanna show you something." He tries his best to not stutter. "Sure! What is it?" "Hold your hands together." He interlocks his fingers and you do the same. You mimic his movements, watching him lift all his fingers from one hand. Once your fingers were up, he laced both your hands with his, raising your arms above your head. Chifuyu swifty and gently pins you against the wall while his free hand settles on your hip. "Chi-chifuyu-kun..!" Your __(e/c) eyes widen as a red hue decorated your cheeks. There it was! He did it! Gosh, you looked so cute! "A-ah, sorry! Was that too much?" He instantly releases you, Chifuyu's daring demeanor now replaced with his usual, bashful self. Your boyfriend looks away, trying not to seem like he was relishing in your embarrassment. He kind of was and he'll forever keep that image in his mental file, but he didn't want to make things awkward. Chifuyu then feels a slight tug on his sleeve and he directs his head towards the source. He sees his girlfriend, staring up at him with big and mesmerizing __(e/c) orbs while your cheeks continue to hold their red tint. "Can you..can you do that again?" You ask timidly, pulling him slightly closer to you. Heat suddenly rises to his entire face, his mind too frazzled to produce any coherent sentences. You were definitely going to be the death of him. 

[petewentztiddies]

Dom but kind Anakin and virgin reader? Nice and slow and Anakin is equally vocal?

HHSHHSHSSHDHSHDHSDHHSDHS???? OK MISS GIRL NOW IK U TRYNA KILL ME 🥵🥵 DAMN OKAY HERE WE GO

here ya go baebee, have an Anakin x fem! reader blurb 😏 (also taglist at le bottom;0)

warnings: smut (obv), cunnilingus (oh yes bitches, we’re goin there™), p in v sex, unprotected sex, soft!dom anakin

word count: 1238 ;)

Also yay for gifs this time!!

"But you've never-...are you sure? This is totally up to you-" he starts.

"I want this, Ani. I trust you," you say softly.

Anakin kisses you gently as his hands move around you, pulling you close.

The light kiss turns into something more, and you feel his hands move down to your hips. His hands grow more forceful, gripping you tightly.

"You're so gorgeous," he whispers in a deep voice that makes you shiver. Your hands wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to you. It feels right having him hold you. Anakin's lips move to yours, kissing you deeper. 

He fumbles with the button on your pants, and you can feel his satisfied smile against your lips when he unbuttons the top button. He impatiently undresses you, unfastening your pants and sliding them off into the cold night air. He pulls away from you, peppering kisses from your neck to your torso. He kisses lower, dangerously close to the top of your exposed thigh.

"Please," you whisper.

"Please, what?" he asks, teasingly.

"Could you- I-" you struggle to get your meaning across. Thankfully, it seems as if he knows what you mean. He hooks his fingers in your underwear, sliding it off of you.

His finger circles your entrance, sliding a finger in with ease. “This okay?”

You weren’t a stranger to the sensation of being fingered - you had done it to yourself many times over the years. You were anxious to take it further. “Y-yes. More, please.” you keen.

"You're soaked," he mutters. "All because of me, hmm?" 

"I….I need you to-" you trail off as he curls his finger. 

"What was that, again? You didn't finish your sentence," he smiles wryly.

"M-more, please...I need more," you beg.

"More what?"

He wanted you to say it. You whine in frustration. "I...Maker, more fingers? O-or…" you trail off.

He slides a second finger in easily; curling and pumping them just right. "Or what? Go on, finish your sentence, Angel." He chuckles.

You blank on words for a solid moment there. "...I- you can read minds, I can't describe-!" you arch your back, squeezing your eyes shut as he hits your G-spot.

Anakin says nothing in reply. You can hear him moving, and when you open your eyes you see him between your legs. 

You automatically part your legs for him more to allow him better access.

"So beautiful," he mutters, his voice becoming impossibly low. He presses a soft kiss to your inner thigh, kissing the other one next, taking his time.

Finally, he presses a kiss directly on your clit. Your breath hitches.

He drags his tongue along your folds, tasting you. 

You hiss, hands finding their way to his hair, and you accidentally pull on his hair in a silent demand for more, though he doesn’t seem to mind. 

"You taste so good," he says, quickly resuming his exploration.

He plunges his fingers inside your cunt right as he sucks on your clit, and you swear you see stars from that alone. Your back is arched impossibly high, mouth wide open in a silent scream.

You attempt to buck your hips, but nothing happens. Confused, you glance down at Anakin, who has your lower half pinned with the Force. 

Anakin Skywalker was going to be the death of you.

"I- Ani, faster, please," you babble.

You swear you hear him fucking chuckle - and you can feel the vibration. He swirls his tongue on your clit, faster and faster, electric waves of pleasure washing over you.

You clamp around his fingers, the distinct feeling of an orgasm approaching. 

Your breath comes in quickened, frantic breaths. “Ani,” you whimper.

He merely winks at you. Anakin’s fingers move faster, hitting your G-spot every time. 

He sucks on your clit once again, his mouth oh-so-hot and wet. He lightly grazes your clit with his teeth, and that action alone makes you cum, gripping at the sheets and cursing. 

He helps you ride out the aftershocks of your orgasm, greedily cleaning you with nothing but his tongue.

You pant as you come back to reality, so to speak. Your legs are still shaking.

“You did so good for me, Angel,” he praises. And then he kisses you and you can taste yourself on his lips.

You two begin lazily making out. At some point, he takes his pants off. 

“Are we still…?” You ask.

“That’s totally up to you, baby. Are you feeling up to it?” he asks, sincerely.

Your cheeks redden. “I really want you to…”

“To…?” he prompts.

"Ani...I need..." you trail off.

“Say it, Angel,” Anakin purrs in your ear, fingertips ghosting over your still-oversensitive clit- far too little pressure to actually mean something. “Tell me what you need,”

You ache with need, and your cheeks burn hot with heat. “I...I need you,” you breathe.

“You need my what? "I need you to use your words," Anakin teases, his blue eyes fixed on you. “What do you need?”

"I...please fuck me, Ani," you relent, most of your sense of shame long thrown out the window. "Please, I n-need you to fuck my pussy."

"Good girl," Anakin praises, and you can feel the head of his cock at your entrance.

He pauses, presumably to keep you in suspense because of course, he would, and you’re just about to open your mouth to say something when he slowly, finally, enters you. You moan at the sensation; the delicious stretch. You had expected it to hurt; instead, you feel pleasantly full.

“Fuck, you feel so good…” he whispers in your ear, nipping at your earlobe. “You s-still with me?” You distantly hear him ask.

You nod, unable to form words at the moment. 

He sets a rhythm of slow, deep thrusts. “I want to hear you, Baby. Use your words.” his voice drops to a near-growl.

You moan, your breath coming out in quick, short puffs. “Yes-!” you whine. “Anakin, yes,” 

His metal hand finds your clit, and the contrast of the cold metal on your hot, aching, oversensitive clit made you clench around him. A strangled noise escapes your lips.

“Say it again. Say my name again,” he demands, and you can feel his breath on your neck, lips occasionally peppering kisses on your shoulder and neck.

You scream his name in reply.

“Fuck. My good girl. So wet for me. You’re- you’re taking me so well,” he murmurs filthy praises in your ear, his thrusts gradually becoming erratic. 

His cool fingers circle your clit, and it doesn’t take long before you’re on the verge of orgasm for the second time today.

He moans your name as you clench around him once again, desperate for his touch.

His fingers circle your clit once again. “Y-you gonna cum again? Cum for me. Go ahead, Angel.” his fingers move at fast pace, rubbing tight circles. 

“Cum,” he says simply, and your body reacts to his command. You cry out his name, your orgasm hitting you hard and fast.

He soon follows, muttering your name, kissing you any and everywhere he can, burying himself inside you.

He rolls off of you, and you quickly snuggle up to him. “Thank you,” you sigh.

“What for?”

“That was...really good.” you blurt. “I- I mean, I really liked it. I want to do it again sometime soon.”

Anakin presses a kiss to your forehead. “Any time, Angel.”

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whoops, i didn’t mean to make this as long as it ended up. it was just gonna b a lil blurb and then i went “pussy eating go brr”. oopsie ;)

taglist ;p

@soveryhowvery @cr-uelsummer @haydens-moles @anakinswhore @anakin-railme @hansonveggieclub @itsmentalillness @passable-talent @missyatrocious and also motherfuckingstargirl10, but she was the one who asked so she got notified anyway.

anyway damnb i really struggled to write the scene where anakin eats pussy and it probably shows won’t lie. like ohmygod i was stuck on the pussyeating scene for like a whole ass day bc i couldn’t figure out how to describe that feeling you get when ur about to cum???? and i’m too stupid to google??

thx for reading tho ;00 rb or comment if you enjoyed ;) and don’t forget requests are open, so send em over babes <3

[fanficbitch]

Introductions // Aaron Hotchner

I raise my hand to knock on the apartment door, then I stop myself. I kind of can’t believe this is happening. Then again, I have never dated anyone with a kid before. Am I even good with kids? Yeah, I babysat when I was a teenager but that was 15 years ago.

I take a deep breath and then finally knock on the door. It takes a moment, but my boyfriend appears behind the door. I immediately notice his clothes which are a sweater and jeans. It’s quite different from his usual work attire that I mainly see him in. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to you not wearing a suit,” I say and he smiles. Aaron leans in and kisses me. He pulls away and stares at me for a moment then quickly adjusts himself. 

“Come in, come in,” he says, standing aside from the door. I look around quickly and glance over his living room and dining room. “What do you think?”

“It’s nice!” I assure him. I notice there are toys on the floor, but otherwise, everything is pretty neat.

“I tried to clean up, but-,”

“It’s lovely Aaron,” I say and give him another kiss. “So, where is he?”

“He’s in his room. I can go get him,” he says and starts to move, but I stop him. 

“Wait,” I say, placing my hands on Aaron’s chest. “I don’t know if I can do this,” I tell him.

Aaron places his hands on my shoulders. “We talked about this. You are ready,” he tells me, but I’m not convinced. 

“What if he hates me?” I ask.

“He will not hate you. He will love you, just like I do,” he says. “Let me go get him.”

I stand by myself in the living room, silently freaking out. Meeting your boyfriend’s kid is a big deal. This could honestly make or break the relationship. I quickly hear footsteps coming down the hall and prepare myself. 

They turn the corner and I see Aaron and a mini Aaron. Jack seems a bit nervous because he holds Aaron’s hand. Aaron crouches down to Jack’s height and smiles. “Jack, this is my friend Y/N,” he says and Jack gives me a small wave. 

I crouch down to Jack’s height as well. “Jack, it is so nice to finally meet you. Your dad is always telling me about the amazing lego sets you build,” I tell him and he gives me a small smile. “Do you have a favorite one that you’ve done?”

“Star Wars,” he says quietly.

“You know I love Star Wars,” I say.

“Do you like Luke Skywalker?” Jack asks me.

“Yeah, he’s super cool,” I say.

“Well, dinner is just about ready,” Aaron says as we both stand up straight.

“What’s for dinner?” Jack asks.

“Spaghetti,” Aaron says.

“Yay!” Jack says then jumps in a chair at the dining room table. I pull out a seat to the left of him, but he stops me. “You can’t sit there. That’s daddy’s seat.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I say then move to his right. “Is this okay?”

“Yeah,” Jack confirms and I sit down. Aaron places a plate in front of me and Jack and warmth wafts up to my cheeks.

“Hmm, this looks so good,” I say. “Do you like your dad’s cooking?”

Jack shrugs. “He mostly makes dino nuggets,” he says which causes me to laugh.

Aaron sits down across from me with a plate of his own. “Jack, are you giving away all my secrets?” 

“Oh, no I am really enjoying learning these things,” I say. Aaron’s foot finds mine under the table to start a nudging game.

I stare at Aaron and Jack for a moment as they eat can’t believe that this could possibly become my new normal. Jack is such a sweet boy, and he’s been through so much.

“Y/N?” Aaron asks, snapping me back into the moment.

“Hmm?” I hum.

“Jack is becoming a very good soccer player,” he says. “He’s always practicing at the park after school.”

“How did you start soccer, Jack?” I ask him.

“Mommy showed me,” Jack says.

“That’s awesome! Do you score goals?”

“All the time,” Jack says which causes me to giggle.

“I’ll have to see you play sometime.”

“I have a game tomorrow!” Jack yells.

Aaron exchanges looks between me and his son. “Buddy, Y/N is very busy and I don’t know if she-,” Aaron starts to say.

“I would love to come!” I tell him.

Aaron flashes me a surprised smile. “Just to warn you, the game starts at 8.”

“Don’t worry, my boss makes me get up early for work all the time,” I smirk at him.

                                                            **********

I carefully tip toe around all the soccer fields at the sports complex. Aaron said that Jack’s team would be wearing red uniforms. The only problem is that I see at least 3 teams in red uniforms.

I nervously shift my weight from foot to foot. Maybe I shouldn’t be here. Maybe it’s too soon. I quickly turn on my heel to go back to my car but am met with my boyfriend.

“Hey,” Aaron smiles.

“Hey,” I say a little awkwardly.

“Thanks for coming. Jack had such a great time last night and is really excited you’re here.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” Aaron says as he points to the field. I spot Jack with the number 2 on his back running around the field. He looks up at us and gives me a big wave which I return. I look back to Aaron and realize he is wearing a whistle around his neck.

“Why are you wearing this?” I ask with a laugh.

“I’m kind of the coach,” he says slowly.

“No way! This is gonna be more fun than I thought,” I smirk at him.

“Listen, I gotta go get the boys ready, but do you want to get breakfast after the game?”

“Sounds perfect,” I say then plant a kiss on his lips then let him return to his duties.

The game starts and I’m standing by myself for maybe 2 minutes because a group of women at least 5 years older than me approach me.

“Hi, I’m Lauren and this is Katie and Sarah,” the middle one says.

“Hi,” I say as I shake their hands.

“We haven’t seen you here before,” she says.

“Oh yeah, I’m just here to watch Jack,” I say and point off into the field.

“So you know Aaron?” Katie, I think, asks.

“Oh yeah,” I say with a laugh. There is an awkward silence. I can tell they aren’t finished with me yet.

“Just between us,” Lauren says. “All of us single moms are interested in Aaron. So if you could put in a good word for us it would be appreciated.”

I slowly nod. “Will do, will do. He’s told me he’s seeing someone though.”

All 3 women look disappointed but nod. They tell me thanks then go back to their original spot. When they turn away I have to bite my lip to prevent from laughing out. They’re into Aaron? That’s cute. They thought they had a chance with him.

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Jack’s team just won and once they finish their post game huddle, he runs right up to me.

“Did you see me, Y/N?” Jack asks breathlessly.

“Yes, I saw the whole thing. Give me a high five because that was awesome,” I say and he high fives me. “So your dad said a little something about a breakfast?”

A smile grows on Jack’s face. I take Jack’s hand and lead him to his dad. The same 3 women that approached me earlier have him cornered. I try to catch his eye, but after a moment I realize there is no use. Just as I turn around with Jack my name is called.

“Y/N!” Aaron calls and breaks through the wall of women. “There you are.”

“I was just seeing if you were ready to go eat,” I say.

“Yes, I am,” he says then throws a wave to the group of women. Aaron then wraps his arm around my waist and presses a kiss to my cheek.

I can hear the gasps behind me from Lauren, Katie and Sarah. I guess they know he’s mine now.

This time I actually chuckle out loud.

“What’s so funny?” Aaron asks.

“Oh nothing,” I hum then press a kiss to his cheek.

[eartht137]

FOR THE BETTER pt II

Hey curvies, glad you liked the first part of my story yay. I now bestow upon you part 2. I went a bit out of the way with this chapter, but I hope you like it. The singing part is something I did in class once on a whim, it didn't work as good as I described in the story, I still had to submit my work LOL. Enjoy my little curvies MMMMWWWahHHH!

Dark Clark Kent x (Black)!Plus Size Reader SUMMARY: Mr. Kent said friends til the end of the week right? Think again. Y/n, still getting used to having Mr. Kent as a friend, is trying to be a bit more bold. She's trying to adjust to change and even though sometimes he may seem a bit pushy, she doesn't mind, its all friendship right? He'll back off after awhile right?

You walked in class, no paper in hand and you refused to meet Clarks disappointed gaze. You weren't the only one without a paper but you were really nervous about the presentation you had up your sleeve. You just hoped it made sense. "Alright, looks like we're getting speeches today. Who wants to go first? Hmm?" He said with his hands on his hips. No one volunteered. "Am I going to have to voluntell somebody?" he gave you "the look" over his glasses. Your heart pounded in your chest, but you shakily stood as first volunteer. "Alright Miss Y/l/n, lets hear it." You could hear disappointment dripping in his voice, but you wanted to do this. You took a deep breath, and started to sing. 'Hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, because a vision softly creeping left its seed while I was sleeping, and the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains. Within the sound!!!!!!!!! Of silence.' you ended making everyone freeze and stare. "My voice is pretty much the best thing I like about me. I-I didn't think a paper could put in words what my voice could. Th-that's my speech." You said awkwardly sitting down. You'd never sang in front of anyone like that before, you hadn't even joined the choir, so singing in front of everyone was a huge step for you. Just as you'd finished processing what you'd done, the classroom erupted in cheers and applause. You were shaking at how many people liked what you'd done. You really began to shake when you saw Clark clapping for you too. "That's my wife!" One of your classmates yelled across the room smiling at you. "Alright, alright. Miss Y/l/n," Clark started. "That's Mrs. Bankston to you." the same classmate yelled out making everyone laugh. Your face heated up a bit. "Miss Y/l/n thank you for the speech. It'll suffice this time, next time I want a paper. Okay, Bankston, you're up next." "Aw Mr. Kent for reals? Like how am I supposed to follow up an act like that? Besides we're duo. Like ebony and ivory..." He serenaded holding his hand out toward you, making you giggle. "Mr. Bankston Miss Y/l/n has fantastic gpa in comparison, so seeing as your such a duo I would've expected a lot better." Clark shaded calmly, "So unless you want it to suffer any further, I suggest you cut the crap and give your speech." Clark said a bit irritated. The rest of class was filled with boring speeches from classmates who weren't even prepared to do their work. When class was dismissed, you tried easing out of the room without being noticed. "Uh, Miss Y/l/n, my office please?" He said looking over his glasses at you. You inwardly groaned and went back to his office. "So, what excuse do you have for not doing your paper?" "I honestly couldn't come up with the words to describe how it felt to use my voice. I tried I really did, but honestly, I really just couldn't find the words to describe what I like about me when-I just couldn't find the words." "Y/n, you do not give yourself enough credit. You're a very good writer and obviously an incredible singer. You can be whatever-" "Clark, do I look like a singer to you? No I don't, that's why I write, I know my words have more impact behind the scenes." You said with strength. You didn't have to be seen to be heard. "You can be whatever you want to be and you'll have my support every step of the way. That's what friends, real friends do." "Clark we are not still friends, we said til the end of the week." you shook your head at him with a smile. He smiled and stuffed his hands in his pocket. "Sorry, I'm not going away." "Figures." You laughed a bit. "What are you doing tonight? We could have a movie night." "Will Lois be there?" You asked excited. "I can ask her if you want me to." "I guess it'd be cool, but for like 30 minutes though." "Y/n no movie lasts 30 minutes. Nice try though." he laughed. "We'll be over at 8." "'Kay bye!" You said rushing out of his office off to your next class. That night at 8 on dot a knock came to your door, you answered expecting to see the couple standing there but was a bit shocked to

just see Clark. "Hey, Lois coming by later?" You asked, the last you wanted was to cause drama. "No she's following a lead on a story for the front page. She says she's sorry and she'll catch up next time." He said walking past with bags of groceries. "Oh, well let me help you." You said motioning at the bags in his hands. "I've got it, its pretty heavy." "I swear I honestly thought you'd be bringing a pizza." you chuckled. "Where's your table?" "Table?" You asked head tilted to the side. "Where you eat, the dining table?" he asked sitting the groceries on your counter. "Haha, you have a table for guests. I never have anyone over, so I just sit in front of the tv." you said pointing at your couch. He rolled his eyes at you and huffed. "Oh come on don't look at me crazy, I warned you that I was anti." "That's no excuse." he mumbled as he opened your refrigerator. "Y/n, you don't have any food in here." He fussed. "I do, its in the freezer and the pantry." you defended. "Two chimichangas, a pint of ice cream, Nutella, animal crackers, soda, and ramen. That's not food." He fussed even harder. "Okay dude chill, I'm a working grown college student. I don't eat here much anyway I eat at work, and Nutella is sustainable to my everyday existence." You said yanking the hazelnut spread away before he threw it away. He shook his head as he put the food away. "How long has it been since you've had a hot home cooked meal?" "Last week at your mom's." you shrugged. "I'm glad I brought real food to cook." he fussed on. "Clark, we could've just ordered pizza." you said starting to feel a bit bad for not adulting enough. "We could've, but I wanted to cook for you." He turned and looked at you pleading. "Please tell me you have pots and pans." "God Clark I'm hopeless not an idiot." You joked laughing obnoxiously making him roll his eyes at you. You showed him where everything was and he started cooking. You offered to help, be wanted to cook for you. You sat up the snacks an pulled up Netflix so you could choose a movie. He made his way over to you with a glass of wine. You took a sip and dramatically fell to the ground, pretending to die by poisoned wine. He got down on the floor with you and you looked at the height difference of his head by your feet and your head at the middle of his thighs and started laughing making him laugh like you'd never heard. After you both calmed down you laid there staring at the ceiling like there were stars hovering. "You really do have an amazing voice." Clark said cutting the peaceful silence. You couldn't help but smile. "Thanks....friend." You said nudging him in his thigh with your elbow. You both stayed silent until you gasped making him almost jump out of his skin. "What?" he said worried. "Can I sing at you and Lois' wedding?" You asked catching him off guard. "Oh come on, you love her, I can see it, " You said sitting up and smiling down at him. "and you both look so beautiful together." You stood tall and put your hands on your hips in "Superman" fashion. "Since I'm your friend I give her the golden stamp of, put a ring on it!" You said holding out your thumb. "Okay, I'm picking gonna pick the movie." You said marching to the couch. "That's not fair, I'm cooking I should get to pick the movie." He standing to check on his food. "We could've ordered pizza." You rebutted. "I'm your guest." he shot back with a shit eating grin. "Shit! Fine, you get to pick the movie." "Well I'll pick it after we eat." "Aww what? The tv's right there." You pointed. He looked over his glasses at you. "I don't even have a table." you argued. "You've got an argument for everything don't you?" He said chuckling. "You've got a coffee table, we'll make it work. Do you have a candle?" He said looking around before looking at you. You were there with your hands on your hips, looking at him like-'you know damn well.' He shook his head at your for the millionth time making you giggle a bit. He set the table and poured you another glass of wine. "You know this stuff gets better the more you

drink it." You said gulping the glass down and holding it out for more. "Mm-hmm." He agreed taking a sip of his own while pouring you more. You took a bite of you food, you immediately stood and clapped. "You were right, this is way better than pizza, although pizza is still good, this is amazing. "So what genre do you like most?" He asked. "Horror, I don't know why I watch it though, I always spook myself afterwards." "Okay so no horror." "No, wait please? I won't get scared tonight I promise. I mean unless you want to watch cartoons?" "We'll watch something scary." "Yaaaaay!!!!" you cheered and went to reach for the remote to your tv. "Ah, after we finish dinner and clean up." "Deal!" You said a bit excited. Once dinner was done and you'd both cleaned, even though you told him you'd do all the cleaning, he still helped. Afterwards you both sat and watched a scary movie that had you stress eating and jumping every two seconds. After that movie ended, Clark suggested another movie to help you not feel so spooked. You'd lost count of how many glasses of wine you'd had and you were feeling tipsy and tired. "Hey friend?" You hummed. "Hm?" "I fuckin hate to admit this, but I'm drunk. I'm glad we're friends. You better be glad too." you fussed at him. "I am glad," he laughed, "I really am." He said staring at you. "Good, cause you're the only person I can tolerate. Oh, and Lois....oh and that your mom, I really like your mom....oh and that cute guy from class." you giggled making Clark roll his eyes in disgust. "Y/n please." "What? He's cute, he's an idiot, that doesn't change that he's cute." You said looking at your phone. Your eyes grew big as you saw the time. "Dude its past midnight. Don't you need get home and rest for lecture?" He stared at you for a moment and you could tell he didn't want to go home, but you both knew he had to. "Yeah I'm sure I could use some rest." He said getting up to leave. You tried to get him to take the rest of the food he'd bought with him, but he refused. "Well thanks for dinner's meals and be safe. Do you need me to walk you out?" "Absolutely not, how about I see you off to bed?" "I look five to you? Don't even answer that." You sassed. He laughed and gave you a long hug, telling you how proud of you he was for using your voice and for letting him be your friend. You squirmed out of his arms pretending it was burning you. He ruffled your fro' and you gave him a playful nudge out the door. That night as you laid in bed trying to fall asleep, you kept thinking about Clark and no matter how hard you tried to shake it you couldn't help but fawn over him and how close you both had gotten so fast. 'Girl puh-lease, he's got Lois, she's beautiful and thin. He's happy with her and there's no way he'd even bat an eye at you like that. Don't even get it twisted.' you scolded yourself internally. You couldn't allow yourself to catch feelings for him that way because you knew you'd only end up with hurt feelings. You also didn't want to break up a happy relationship. 'How'd he know I needed groceries though?' you thought to yourself, 'Maybe just a hunch.' you dismissed. Soon with your mind going in 50 different directions, you were tired enough to fall asleep. "Goodnight little bird." Clark said as he watched you finally drift off to sleep. He wondered what thoughts plagued your brain that kept you awake. He hoped you'd thought of him. After making sure every inch of you apartment was safe inside and out he felt satisfied enough to go home and get a bit of rest. 'No harm in making sure she's safe' he thought as he finally took off. 'I'll always make sure she's safe.'

[jobean12-blog]

Love at first Bite

Pairing: Bucky x reader (shy!reader)

Word Count: 1,414 (apparently I forgot how to drabble)

Summary: You’re making pizza and Bucky wants to help

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ drunk drabbles and the super sweet prompt below from @buckobucho​ I also got a fun pizza prompt from the lovely @skkye​ that was great inspiration for this. I also clearly have a love for Bucky and food so...haha yay! I hope you both enjoy this! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always ❤❤❤

Warnings: super soft fluff, shy!reader being cute and Bucky loving it, pizza fun, a Bucky kiss or two :)

You walk into the kitchen carrying the supplies to make your pizza, the ingredients piled so high you can barely see over the top of them. It isn’t until you hit something solid that you realize you’ve bumped right into Bucky. “Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you. I have all these things and I wasn’t paying attention and I should have been but…”

Realizing you’re rambling you promptly clamp your mouth shut and look down, shuffling your feet. Bucky carefully starts to take some of the cans from you and places them down on the counter, “it’s fine doll. No problem at all. You didn’t get hurt though, did you?” You shake your head no and try to look him in the eye but his soft smile and the crinkles around his eyes make you lose focus.

“What are you making?” You knit your brow, “huh?” He motions to all the stuff on the counter and you look over, shaking your head to clear it. “OH! Um, pizza! I’m making pizza!” You quickly start moving around the kitchen and gathering the things you need, hoping it will hide the blush creeping up your neck. “That’s awesome! I love pizza! I’m about to workout with Steve but if you need some help I’ll stop by after.”

You immediately get nervous and don’t know what to say. You want him to help but you just know you’ll somehow manage to make a fool of yourself. Before you get a chance to mumble a response he waves and trots off toward the stairs. You blow out some air and let your shoulders slump, running your hand down your face, “shit.”

Making the dough is the hardest part so you get started on that right away, mixing the ingredients and kneading and rolling it out. Once that’s done you set it aside to rise and start making the sauce. The kitchen is really starting to smell amazing and you hardly notice the faint scent of Bucky, his fresh out of the shower hair still wet and his soft tee shirt clinging tightly to his body.

“How’s it going in here beautiful?” You’re so startled that you spin around with the wooden spoon still in hand and spray Bucky and his shirt with sauce. “Oh no! It’s hot! Quick, take it off!” You rush over to him and start to pull his shirt from his body, squealing when it gets stuck on his metal arm, “I don’t want you to get burned.” Bucky laughs, his whole body shaking with the gesture, “it’s ok doll face. I’m fine, I promise. Doesn’t even sting.”

He’s now standing in front of you shirtless and the moment you realize it you start to feel lightheaded, “oh. Well. Thank goodness. I, uh, I’m really sorry! Let me clean this for you.” You turn around so fast that your head spins even more and you have to clutch the countertop. “Woah, you ok? Don’t be upset. Really. It’s all good.”

You swallow hard and try to smile, “ok, thanks. I’ll just rinse this out a bit.” Your eyes drop to his chest before they go wide and you look away, dipping your head and scrubbing entirely too much soap into the sauce spots. “Thanks doll, I’m gonna go grab another tee shirt, be right back.” You don’t answer him and just continue trying to get his shirt clean, feeling the tightness in your shoulders ease slightly when he comes back, now fully clothed.

“Ok, I think I got most of it out, just needs to be washed.” He smiles, “thanks,” and takes the shirt, flinging it over his shoulder, “so what part are you up to now?” Trying to get your mind out of the gutter you stir the sauce and start explaining your next steps, “so I have to stretch out the dough then put the sauce and toppings on before it goes into the oven.”

“Cool. I’m always amazed at how anyone can do the whole throwing the dough in the air thing!” You laugh awkwardly, “uh, yea well I’m not necessarily any good at it but I try.” Uncovering the dough, you start to roll it out with the rolling pin and Bucky stands behind you, his closeness enveloping you in a comforting warmth. “Give me a job so I can help.”

You look around, finally pointing to the ball of fresh mozzarella cheese, “would you mind slicing that up real thin?” Bucky takes a knife and expertly twirls it around, “not at all.” You giggle, watching as he makes great work of the cheese, “that’s perfect! I like it thin.” “Me too,” he chimes, popping a whole piece in his mouth. “Hey Buck, don’t eat all the cheese on us!”

He shoves one more piece in his mouth before winking at you, “oh yea, what are you gonna do about it? You turn his way and throw the dough up once, not very high, but enough to make Bucky raise his brows in awe, “nothing I guess. What could I possibly do to stop you?” You try to make your comment sound flirty, but it comes out sounding more like you’re constipated.

Inwardly cringing you put all your concentration into tossing the dough higher this time and smile when it rises above his head and lands back in your hands. “Beautiful.” You almost don’t realize what he said or that he’s even talking to you until he’s standing only inches away. “What?” you mumble, trying to keep your gaze from dropping to his lips.

“He does nothing to hide the way his eyes wander over your face, landing on your mouth before he says, “I said, you’re beautiful.” You stare at him, unable to talk and when he takes a step closer you toss the dough up between your bodies so hard and so high it sticks to the ceiling. By the time you look up and then back down at him, his face is so close to yours you can see the gray hairs that pepper his beard, “nice throw.”

You squeeze your eyes shut, willing yourself to not be a fool, “thanks.” It comes out as a squeak and Bucky chuckles, lifting his thumb to your cheek and brushing it over your soft skin. He tilts his head and brings his chest flush to yours, humming at the feel of you pressed so close, “I’ve been wanting to do this for so long.”

He gently cradles your jaw and brings you forward, lightly brushing his lips to yours, “is this ok?” You can only nod, letting your eyes flutter closed just as his warm lips press to yours. Your fingers comb through his hair and drag him closer, your small moan making Bucky growl eagerly. Pulling away to catch your breath you keep your eyes closed a moment longer, opening them only to stare into Bucky’s lust blown pupils.

“Wow,” you whisper, standing motionless in his arms. “You can say that again.” You lick your lips, wanting him to kiss you again but unsure about what to do. “I’m not done. Not even close,” he says, grinning and then looking up at the ceiling. “But, uh, Doll? We might want to get the pizza off the ceiling and into the oven. It’s gonna collect ants.” Your confused look makes him laugh and you finally bring your eyes up, covering your mouth to stifle a laugh when you see where the dough is.

“Oh my gosh. I can’t believe I did that.” You look from Bucky to the dough and back to Bucky. “I can’t reach it. Can you?” He stands on his tippy toes and raises an arm, trying to carefully peel it off with one hand while the other waits under in case it falls. Just when it looks like he’s about to succeed the whole thing slooshes off and lands on his head and half on his arm.

This time you don’t hide your laughter, pointing at him and bending over at the waist. “Oh man, I wish you could see yourself right now!” Bucky smirks and grabs your wrist, trapping you against his chest, “oh yea? You better stop laughing.” You don’t, instead picking at the dough and laughing harder. Without a warning he crashes his lips to yours, dough and all. You melt into him immediately, paying no mind to the dough now tangled in your fingers and on your clothing.  

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[nyxxon]

Please do more eri and the reader being adorable friends

» She's my baby, so of course. It'll basically be another scenario of "babysitter reader" with Eri. However, unlike my other one, this one is more gender neutral.

Candy Apples (Eri)

Platonic

Eri waited impatiently just staring at the door while she sat on the couch with her feet swinging back and forth at opposite intervals. She was waiting for you to be more exact. It had been a week since she had last saw you when you came to babysit her last—a week too long.

     Plus, Aizawa had told her you had a surprise for her upon your arrival which was quite exciting! You sometimes did get little things for her or had fun "dates" planned for just the two of you while he went away to deal with his basic hero work. Though she was mildly surprised since the sitting request had been a bit last minute.

     Aizawa glanced at the little girl as he also waited for your arrival. He was glad he had managed to find a sitter that could handle the girl, even though she wasn't much of a handful though her social skills were still quite lacking given all she had been through. So it was hard for her to form "friendships" or any sort of bonds with certain people.

     But either way, he was glad you two had a good relationship with each other.

     Right as he was thinking this, a knock sounded causing Eri to quickly jump up from the couch as she ran towards the door knowing exactly who was behind it—him slowly trudging behind her to reet you as well before he left.

     Opening the door, your form with three or so plastic bags hanging from your arm soon peeked through. Upon seeing you, Eri instantly jumped into your arms causing you to stumble a bit and almost drop the bag though you managed to keep you both upright and hold of the bag as you soon hugged her back with your free arm just as tight with a smile on your face.

     "(Last Name)!" Eri exclaimed as she pulled back from you, red eyes sparkling.

     "Hey, Eri." You placed your free hand on top of her head.

     "Thanks for coming last minute." Aizawa soon peeked through as he made his way outside.

     You looked at him with a smile, "It's no problem at all."

     "I've got to get going now. I should be back by eight at the latest. But I'll be sure to get back to you if something beyond my control happens."

     You nodded, "Gotcha."

     "I'm sure there won't be any problems." He said sincerely.

     "Nope! Eri and I will have lots of fun!" You gave a closed-eyed smile.

     "Come on, (Last Name)!" Eri began to tug at your hand as she started to pull you inside.

     "Uh–I . . . uhm, b-bye, Aizawa-san, good luck!" You gave the man a quick wave as Eri continued to pull you inside rambling on about her excitement and curiosity of what the surprise was that you had for her before shutting the door.

     A small yet rare smile played at Aizawa's lips as he had watched you being dragged off by the little girl before soon lower heading on his way to the site of the crime he had to investigate . . .

     After Eri had dragged you inside, she wasted no time in prying you for answers as to what exactly this "surprise" was that you had for her.

     "Are we going to go somewhere?" She asked.

     You shook your head as you started to the kitchen with her trailing along behind you, "No."

     She blinked and tilted her head as she put a finger to her cheek in thought once you had placed the multiple plastic bags on the counter and turned to face her, a smile still on your face as you watched her scanning her mind for a possible answer before she looked at the bags you had just put down—her eyes appeared to flash with realization.

     "Is . . . is it in the bags?"

     You nodded as you turned back around, pulling out a small bag of apples of both red and green that had been concealed by the plastic one to not spoil the surprise early.

     "We're gonna make candy apples!"

     Eri's eyes widened as they began to sparkle, "C-Candy apples?!"

     One of her favorite treats!

     But she hadn't had one since the U.A. School Festival which had been quite some time ago . . .

     "I heard how you liked them, so I thought we could make our own together!"

     "Make together..?"

     "Mhm, mhm.~" You nodded, "I was going to save it for next time when I was originally scheduled to come but decided to bring it along today since why not."

     "C-Can we start now?" Eri had her hands clamped together as she continued to stare at you with her sparkling red eyes.

     "Of course!"

     With that, she soon walked up to the counter. You had left the kitchen for a moment to get her a stool to stand on, placing it in front of the stove once you had gotten back before picking her up and placing her on top of it.

     Taking all the things you had bought out of the bag and placing them on the counter, separating them in a convenient position for easy access to get started, you placed a baking sheet you had sprayed down with cooking spray so the apples wouldn't stick when you were done before letting Eri stick the apples with the sticks you had bought after you had washed them really well.

     You soon grabbed a pot and placed it on the stove in front of Eri before reading the little paper you had bought with the directions of how to make these candy apples.

     "Ok, a three-fourths cup of water." You crabbed the measuring cup, putting the water in, then handing it to Eri who placed it in the pot, "Next, some sugar then some corn syrup, and lastly red food coloring." You did the same, handing her the measuring cups and allowing her to put them in the pot.

     Once you had let Eri put all of the ingredients in the pot, you soon turned the stove on medium heat as instructed before allowing her to begin stirring the items together as you waited for it to start boiling—it forming into a dark yet bright red color as she continued her stir motions.

     After about fifteen minutes it had started to boil, bubbles forming in the red-colored liquid.

     Grabbing the candy thermometer, you placed it in the pot to make sure it was the proper temperature before you removed it from the heated area. It reading the perfect temperature, you removed the pot carefully to the burner that was off.

     "Now it's time to dip!"

     "Yay!" Eri raised her arms above her head.

     Grabbing one of the apples, you handed it to ger so she could dip them in the melted candy liquid, "Now be careful, that stuff is still hot."

     She nodded as she carefully dunked the apple in the liquid, leaving a quarter of it unsubmerged, before pulling it out and allowing you to take it and quickly place it on the sheet as you both repeated the process ten more times.

     "You did good, Eri." You smiled once you had placed the last apple on the baking sheet and looked at them all.

     The candy coating on the apples was a bit messy done, but you hadn't expected them to be perfect when Eri had been doing them—she probably did as good of a job as you would have if you were being honest. But with that said, they didn't look any less delectable.

     "When can we have them?" She asked as she stared hungrily at the treats.

     "When they've cooled, so in about thirty minutes or so."

     She didn't seem too happy about such a long wait, but she nodded anyway, "Okay!"

     After placing the pot in the sink and washing it out, you picked Eri off the stool as you both headed to the living room to watch a show to waste some time as you allowed the little treats to cool down so you both could enjoy them.

     Once thirty minutes had passed, you both soon came back into the kitchen you both stopped to look at the coated apples that seemingly having had finished cooling on top of the baking sheet you had set out on the pan.

     Grabbing one, you examined it to make sure they weren't runny or still too warm for consumption before bending down and handing it to her.

     Eri gladly took the treat, not hesitating to take a big bite. Her eyes instantly began to sparkle as she chewed and swallowed. She licked her lips, "It's so good!"

     You soon took a bite of your own, the sweet flavor practically exploding in your mouth, "You're right . . . they are good. Better even."

     "Can . . . can I have another..?" She asked, a now finished apple on the stick.

     Your eyes widened slightly, a bit surprised she had finished so quickly but soon shrugged, "I see why not."

     Happily, she grabbed another one of the coated apples as she began to do quick work of that one, too. Once you had finished yours, you soon followed suit as you got another yourself and began snacking on—a bit faster than the last . . .

     With that, you and she enjoyed the little treats you both had made—perhaps a little too much as you both ended up eating all ten in only the span of about ten minutes . . .

[marveloussupernerd]

Truth or Dare in Gym 3 - Gym 3 Squad

The (big) gym 3 squad plays truth or dare. That’s literally it. BokuAka. Mentions of Tsukiyama. Implied YakuLev, KuroKen, Kagehina, but they’re not actually together in this fic so

They were absolutely wiped out from their three-on-three, slumped against the wall of the gym as they tried to catch their breath.

“You guys wanna do something fun?” Bokuto asked, still working on catching his breath from the intense game.

“Like?” Tsukishima asked.

“Truth or dare~” Kuroo suggested, pushing some of his sweaty hair out of his face. “We can do it while we cool down.”

“No.” Tsukishima stood up. “I’m good-“

“But Tsukishima! It would be fun!” Hinata whined, grabbing onto the middle blocker’s arm and attempting to pull the much taller boy back onto the floor of the gym.

Tsukki wasn’t budging. “This isn’t working, you know,” he said simply.

“I guess if you don’t play I’ll have to reveal the blackmail Kenna’s been collecting of you,” Kuroo shrugged.

“The what?”

“You can believe me or you can take that chance, up to you.”

Tsukishima sat back down in the circle. “Fine. But we can’t play for long—we have to get to bed soon.”

“Yay!” Lev cheered, lifting his arms up in triumph, as though he had done anything to convince the boy to stay in the first place.

“But you know how there’s always that person that only does truth,” Bokuto complained, glancing slightly at Akaashi, trying to make it discreet (and failing). “I don’t wanna have that happen.”

Akaashi rolled his eyes playfully. “Okay. How about everyone does two rounds - you have to do one truth and one dare. Your choice when you’re asked is mainly if you trust the person asking to give you a dare or not.”

“You’re a genius ‘Kaashi!”

“Oo!” Hinata squirmed in his seat. “I’ll go first!! Bokuto! Truth or dare?”

“Hmm, let’s start out easy with a truth!”

Hinata puffed out some air—he was obviously hoping for a dare—and took a minute to think. “Okay! Who’s your best friend in this group?”

Silence. Bokuto glanced between Kuroo and Akaashi, the two boys to the side of him. Then he looked back at Hinata. “Can you give me another one?” He pouted. “I can’t answer that.”

Tsukki rolled his eyes and grumbled something, but the other boys ignored it, trying to come up with another truth so Bokuto wouldn’t be sad by having to choose a favorite friend.

“Got it! Who on Karasuno do you think is the most intimidating?” Classic Hinata always thinking of volleyball.

“Oh, your captain, for sure!”

Kuroo nodded solemnly in agreement. “Dude freaks me out sometimes.”

“...Daichi does?” Hinata asked, tilting his head in confusion. Daichi was such an encouraging leader, he never even thought of him as intimidating.

“Definitely. When his gaze gets all cold...” Bokuto shivered. “He’s scary, dude.”

Hinata laughed, as did Tsukishima shockingly. “Guess I never thought about it that way,” the ginger said, shrugging.

“Anyways! My turn to ask now. Tsukki! Truth or dare?” Bokuto asked, pointing his finger at the blonde.

“Still Tsukishima, and truth. I don’t trust a dare from you.”

“Booo,” Bokuto pouted. “But okay. If my team were to play Kuroo’s in an actual match, who do you think would win?”

Tsukishima paused, glancing between the two captains, trying to assess what he had seen of their teams the past few days before coming up with his answer. “Fukurodani.”

“Ughhh, why?” Kuroo grumbled.

Tsukishima pointed to Kuroo. “You’d spend the whole match trying to outsmart Bokuto. But he’d catch onto it immediately and shut it down,” he pointed to Akaashi. “Kenma might be able to outsmart Akaashi, but you’re too proud to ask for help.”

“You’re scary Tsukishima.” Lev blurted out. Tsukishima just glanced his way, a blank look on his face.

“Anyways. Kuroo. Truth or dare?”

“I’m gonna trust you to start out the night with the first dare!” Kuroo said excitedly. “Don’t make me regret it.”

He regretted it immediately once he saw the widening grin on Tsukishima’s face. “Go ask one of the coaches for a condom.”

Kuroo buried his face in his hands, embarrassed. “What’s the aftermath for backing out of a dare?”

“Death.” Tsukishima replied seriously.

Kuroo groaned, then got up, walking out of the gym to find the coaches with the other boys in tow, excited to watch this play out.

There they were, drinking in one of the rooms. He knocked quietly, making his way in. “Uhh, could I steal Karasuno’s coach away for just a second?” He asked awkwardly, unable to look any of the coaches in the eye. Coach Ukai smiled and followed him outside the room to the hall, where the other boys were eavesdropping around the corner.

“Uh, sorry to bother you!” Kuroo blurted out.

“It’s fine kid. What’s up?”

“Uhm,” Kuroo pulled on the collar of his shirt. It was getting hot in there, probably from all the nerves. “Do you have a c-condom?”

Absolute silence for a second. Kuroo could feel himself dying on this inside and the boys had to fight to hold back their snickers.

“Sure.” Coach Ukai pulled out his wallet, pulling out a condom and handing it to the captain. “Is that all you need?”

“Uh, yup.” Kuroo gulped. “Thank you.”

“No problem,” the coach waved to the student then walked back in to join his fellow coaches.

The other boys rounded the corner, laughing their asses off.

“That was awful!” Kuroo whined, his face bright red. “I highly recommend nobody accept a dare from Tsukishima ever again.”

“Wah, wah.” Tsukishima rolled his eyes. The boys started walking back towards the gym. “Anyways, you get to ask next.”

“Chibi-Chan, truth or dare?”

Hinata’s back straightened as he finally got picked to go. “Dare!!” He exclaimed. Kuroo stopped in his tracks.

“Okay. While we’re still in the dorm area, I dare you to go in, ask Kenma for his PSP, then just leave with it.” Truth be told, Kenma always played the game long into the night. If Kuroo tried to take it away, there’d be hell to pay. But maybe Kenma would give in for Hinata.

“Alright! That’s not too bad.” Hinata started to skip towards the Nekoma dorm where the students were saying. The light was still on, signaling that all the players were still awake.

Hinata opened the door shyly, sneaking in but leaving the door open a crack so the boys could eavesdrop.

“Hey Kenma!” Hinata exclaimed as he walked over to the boy, his face still buried in the game.

“Oh, hey Shoyo. I thought you were practicing late?” Kenma asked, glancing up from his game to look at him.

“Oh yeah, but I got bored. Hey, I’m trying to figure out what games to get on my PSP. Can I borrow yours and see what all’s on it?”

“Sure thing,” Kenma handed him the gaming console.

“Thanks!” Hinata cheered, making a quick exit out the door with the device. He shut the door behind him and held it up triumphantly, handing it to Kuroo.

“Easy one.”

“Well, it’s never easy for me,” Kuroo chuckled. “He may actually be able to get some sleep tonight, thanks.”

“So it’s my turn?” Hinata asked as the group made their way back to the gym.

“Yup!” Kuroo answered.

“Kuroo. Truth or dare? Remember...”

Tsukishima grinned. “It has to be truth.”

“Okay, okay. I don’t like the feeling I’m getting but... truth it is.”

Hinata stopped, pulling the guys closer to him so he could keep his voice low. “Have you ever asked Kenma on a date?”

“What!?” Kuroo’s face turned bright red. “No! We’ve been friends for forever.”

“Yeah and? Same for the Great King and Iwaizumi but that didn’t stop them,” Hinata said simply, shrugging. A majority of the boys had no clue who he was talking about, but just figured it was one of the many people Hinata had befriended.

“He doesn’t like me like that!”

“You never know Bro!” Bokuto encouraged him, patting his back. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

Silence.

“He doesn’t like him back and things get awkward,” Tsukishima answered truthfully.

“That! Exactly!” Kuroo exclaimed.

“I think you’d be fine. Kenma isn’t the type who’d hold a grudge over something like that if he doesn’t feel the same,” Akaashi explained, shrugging.

The group make it back to the gym, sitting against the wall. “Well, let’s put a pin in that for now. Lev, truth or dare?”

“Dare! Dare!”

Kuroo had an evil grin on his face. “Bad choice.”

“I take it-“

“Nope.” Kuroo got up and glanced out the door of the gym. “Perfect timing. Go out there, pretend to be sad, and ask Yaku for a hug.”

Lev’s mouth dropped open. “Do you want me to die?” He whined. “Yaku San will MURDER me!”

“A dare’s a dare,” Bokuto shrugged, pushing Lev to stand up and stumble towards the door. The boys all followed, standing in the doorway to watch the scene take place.

Lev forced tears to form in his eyes, biting his lip hard to get his eyes to water from pain. There was no way this would work. “Yaku San,” he whimpered, making his way over to his elder. Yaku was walking back to the dorms to call it a night.

Yaku turned to face him. “Lev? I thought you were practicing?”

“I was but...” he frowned. “Yaku San... can I have a hug?”

“What? Why?” Yaku’s eyes scanned the taller boy’s face, trying to find a smirk or anything to prove that Lev was pulling his leg, but nothing was there. He just looked... sad.

Lev flopped down onto his knees. “I’ve been practicing so hard and I just... can’t get it.” He ran a hand through his hair. Was this even acting anymore? What he’s saying felt true. “It’s frustrating. I feel like I’m not getting any better.”

Yaku rolled his eyes, wrapping his arms around the now-shorter-than-him Lev. “Don’t tell anyone about this,” he grumbled. “But you are getting better. I can tell. I promise.”

“You mean it Yaku San?” Lev asked, his eyes shining as he looked up at the boy. “Thank you!”

“Yeah yeah, whatever.” Yaku pulled Lev’s collar, pulling him close. “If you tell anyone, I’ll kill you.”

“You’re the best Yaku San!” Lev exclaimed, running back to the gym to tell the boys about his successful dare.

Lev entered the gym, but was cut off before he could even open his mouth. “We saw. Please don’t talk about it. I never want to talk about it again,” Kuroo looked pale, shocked to see his teammate showing his soft side.

Lev rolled his eyes. “Fine. Bokuto, truth or dare?”

“I love that nobody’s asked Akaashi yet,” Tsukishima pointed out.

Kuroo shook his head. “Akaashi’s dares are probably even worse than yours. We couldn’t give him that power.”

“You’ll have to eventually,” Akaashi shrugged.

“Anywaus! I already did a truth, so dare!” Bokuto said excitedly, pulling the attention back to him.

“Okay, okay.” Lev smiled to himself. “I’ve seen this around online. So I dare you to play the pocky game with Akaashi!”

“The pocky game?” Hinata asked, turning his head in confusion.

“Yeah!” Lev felt around in his pocket, pulling out a pack of pocky. “You put one side of the pocky in you mouth and the other in someone else’s, then you see who eats the most.”

Hinata’s eyebrows raised. He didn’t really get it, but he figured he would once they played it.

“Akaashi?” Bokuto asked, looking over at the setter. “We don’t have to if you’re not comfortable.”

“It’s fine, but it should count as a dare for me too.”

“That’s fair,” Kuroo nodded. “Go on ahead then.”

Lev pulled out a pocky stick, handing it to Bokuto. Bokuto gently held out the stick towards Akaashi, who opened his mouth and let Bokuto put the end between his teeth. Then Bokuto followed suit, cheeks bright red, trying not to get too close to Akaashi quite yet.

But then the game begun, and they had to get closer to one another. Bokuto hates losing, but Akaashi hates it even more. Akaashi didn’t give in, letting his lips press against Bokuto’s as he took the last bite to win. He bit the piece off then pulled away, a bright grin on his face. “That’s a win for me, Bo.”

“Trust me, that was a win for him too,” Tsukishima teased, picking up on the dazed dreamy look in Bokuto’s eyes. “Akaashi, maybe you should go, since he’s in another dimension right now.”

“Okay. I’ll even be nice. Lev, truth or dare?”

“It has to be truth, right?”

Akaashi nodded. “Who at this training camp, not including your team or those of us right here, do you think you’d get along with best?”

Lev paused, taking a minute to think. “Hinata and Tsukishima’s little blonde manager! She seems so sweet.”

Tsukishima shook his head. “She’d be terrified of you.”

“She gets nervous around tall people,” Hinata explained. “But I think you two would get along well once she got over that!”

“Oo! You should introduce us at some point then. I need a new best friend!”

The room fell silent once again.

“...Bokuto? I think you have to go now, since I already told two dares,” Lev said awkwardly.

“Oh yeah! Kaashi counted as a dare too. Well then... I have the perfect question.” Bokuto’s eyes lit up as he turned to his setter. “Akaashi, truth or truth?”

Akaashi rolled his eyes playfully. “Hmm... I’ll have to go with truth.”

“Perfect! Did you want to play the pocky game with me?”

“What?” Akaashi’s ears turned a very light shade of pink.

“You know, did you want to?”

“Yeah. It wasn’t a bad dare at all.”

Bokuto frowned. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Okay... yes, Bokuto San, I wanted to play the pocky game with you,” Akaashi admitted, refusing to meet Bokuto’s eyes.

“Akaashi!” Bokuto squealed, pulling him into a hug, swinging him back and forth. “You’re so cute!”

“Okay, okay, but... I need to ask a question now, Bo...”

Bokuto let him out of his tight embrace, but scooted closer so that he could rest his hand on top of Akaashi’s. Akaaahi’s face had still not calmed down from the bright red flush that had risen on his cheeks from Bokuto.

“I’m not taking this alone. Tsukishima. Truth or dare?”

“You’re screwed,” Kuroo whispered under his breath.

Tsukishima frowned. “Dare.”

Akaashi turned to Hinata. “What’s the name of the boy with the freckles on your team?”

“Yamaguchi?”

“Him.” Akaashi turned to Tsukishima. “Ask him on a date,” he dared, a small smirk on his face.

“I-“

“Tsukki!? You like Yams?” Hinata gasped.

“I knew you weren’t the brightest...” Tsukishima muttered. He pulled out his phone. “Can I just call him? He’s probably ready for bed by now.”

“You two know each other’s schedules. How sweet,” Kuroo gushed.

Tsukishima called Yamaguchi, putting it on speaker.

“Tsukki?” Yamaguchi asked. “You still practicing?”

“Yeah, sorry, I’ll be back soon. But I had something to ask you...”

Lev started laughing, and Kuroo clasped a hand over his mouth to conceal the sound.

“Okay? You’re freaking me out.”

“Will you go on a date with me? Once we get back home?”

The line went silent. Then Yamaguchi started laughing. “You called to ask that? Of course I will.”

“Great. I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay! See you then! Love you!”

Tsukishima sighed deeply, glaring at the boys around him who stared at him in disbelief. “...Love you too Yams.”

He hung up, pressing his face into the palm of his hands. “Don’t talk.”

The boys burst out laughing. “Love you too Yams,” Hinata cooed.

“You guys are dating!?” Bokuto exclaimed. “You never told me.”

“We never told anyone. It was pretty obvious though,” he shrugged. “Anyways, Yams is waiting for me. Last one. Hinata, truth or dare?”

“Truth, I guess, but go easy on me.”

Tsukishima scoffed. “Oh, no way. Not now that you know about Yamaguchi and I. So? Do you like the King?”

“The King...?” Kuroo asked.

“Kageyama? Of course I like him! Wait- do you mean like, I like him like he’s a good setter, or I like him like we hang out and watch tv on the weekends, or I like him like sometimes I can’t focus when we play because his hair sticks to his forehead and frames his face so pretty and his skin just glows and he makes eye contact with me before he spikes but his eyes are just so pretty and that’s why I’ve had to close my eyes when I spike-“

“No. Nevermind. You don’t have to answer.” Tsukishima got up, walking to the door. “That was disgusting. Good night everyone.”

“You sure are leaving quickly,” Kuroo teased. “Got a date?”

“Yeah, I’ve gotta go cuddle with Yamaguchi. At least I had the nerves to ask out my childhood friend,” he winked, leaving the room.

Continuation:

Tsukiyama cuddling fic

Kuroken confession