#Tendou <333

[wobubling]

this empty vessel of God

#revue starlight #revue starlight gekijouban #tendou maya #saijou claudine #revstar #my art #girls with god complexes <333

[oh-katsuki]

bird of prey (tendou x reader)

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Pairing: Tendou x Reader, Bokuto x Reader

Series Summary: Satori Tendou is your best friend, but you fuck for fun.

Chapter Title: Act I, Scene 1 — Play Like Lovers

Chapter Summary: Satori likes your current arrangement. You're friends, arguably the best of friends, and sometimes you fuck. Well, it's more than sometimes. Like rabbits, really.

Chapter Content Warnings: afab!reader, college au, friends with benefits, no strings attached, angst, oral sex (m!receiving), teasing, bokuto is in this too, ushijima mentions, mentions of breeding, mentions of pregnancy, slowish burn (?) they're already fucking tho so romantically speaking, teasing, dirty talk

Word Count: 6.7k

A/N: i missed tendou and ended up deciding to write this. i don't have any chapters prewritten so updates will likely be slow, but im trying out a new thing so bear with me. it's probably better read on ao3, but im posting it here too. formatting is the bane of my existence. enjoy <3

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Satori likes the cold. He always has. He likes the bite of it. The way it makes his skin feel when he’s been standing outside long enough that the cold begins to feel hot across his cheeks.

There’s a certain solitude to winter that Satori appreciates. It’s as if the world has had a blanket thrown over it and everything becomes muffled and quiet. Sometimes winter makes Satori feel like he’s on another planet, floating through a silent universe in a perpetual winter. He especially feels this way when it snows. He loves the world when it’s like this, calm and quiet and so hazy that he can’t see the street sign a block down. 

Satori blinks winter from his eyes, furrowing his eyebrows as they begin to water to fight the cold. He inhales, tucking his hands further into his puffy jacket as the crisp air fills his lungs. It’s a quiet night. The first snowy one of the season, and snowflakes fall like little diamonds onto a thinly coated sidewalk. 

He doesn’t have a particular destination in mind. Satori is just wandering, savoring the feel of the evening as he strolls through his neighborhood. There are a scant few people outside. It's a weeknight and the neighborhood surrounding campus is eerily quiet in these small hours of the morning. Only the occasional drunk or a couple loved up and leaning on one another, their hands intertwined in the pockets of one of their coats. 

Tendou thinks that he could only become one of those two options. The drunk seems to have far less to worry about, stumbling across the sidewalk before coming to a stop on a slanted curve and letting his head fall onto his crossed arms. Not that Satori would want to be him. Don’t get him wrong. He’s not judging. How one man lives his life is absolutely none of Satori’s business and, in the same way he prefers people don’t mind what he does, he won’t mind what the neighborhood drunk does. Still, on a sliding scale of difficulty, the drunk seems to—for the moment—have it easier in Satori’s eyes. Only one person to worry about. 

It’s nearing three in the morning and the world has taken on an eerily slanted feel to it. Satori likes the world like this, calm and quiet. No one to talk to or worry about, only the sound of his boots against the thin layer of snow. There’s no crunch, as it hasn’t stuck yet, but if it keeps snowing like this, Satori thinks that it might. He looks forward to it, tilting his head up toward the sky and feeling the soft sting of bitter cold snow as it falls on his cheeks. 

—

Teeth, tongue, the press of your body arching up to meet his. It’s hot today, the way you move. Rushed like you’re trying to get something done. Music plays quietly from your computer on the desk and your hands fumble blindly around his body, eyes screwed shut as you let your tongue explore the inside of his mouth. 

“You’re eager,” he coos, detaching himself from your lips. 

“Sh, sh, sh,” you mumble, pulling him back down to you by the back of his neck and delivering a sloppy kiss. “Keep your voice down.” 

“Why?” He asks back, still connected at the lips. 

“My housemates don’t know you’re here,” you answer, pushing on his shoulders. 

Tendou gives in, letting you turn him over on the bed so that his back is against your headboard. You settle over his hips evenly, placing yourself like you belong there. He wouldn’t be surprised if you felt that way. This is regular enough that you end up like this a lot. Straddling his thighs with your hands on either side of his face. 

You tilt your head, kissing your way down his jaw. Your lips press onto the side of his neck and he can feel the way your tongue darts out to taste the salt on his neck. Your hands roam freely up the other side of his neck and across the back of his head, almost like you can’t feel enough of him fast enough. They raised goosebumps along his skin, teasing the parts your mouth isn’t touching.

“And I don’t really want them to find out,” you say into his neck. Tendou feels the hum in his collarbone and shutters. 

“And why’s that?” He breathes out, his lithe fingers coming up to pull your hips down against him. Tendou figures that if you’re going to rock your hips back and forth like that, you might as well do it like you mean it. 

“They’ll give me shit for hooking up with you all the time instead of getting a real date,” you answer through your breathing. “Something about self respect.” 

Tendou leans his head back against the headboard, looking at you over the tops of his cheeks. You’ve pulled up his shirt and your body is curled over itself, your mouth smearing down his heaving chest as far as your posture will let it go.

He supposes that’s fair. 

“Suppose you haven’t told them that the no strings attached thing is mutual?” He teases, tilting his head to the side to let you continue to kiss at his neck. 

He slides his fingers under the fabric of your sleep shirt, cool fingertips hitting your warm back. Tendou presses his palm flat on your lower back and you shiver away from him, pushing your chest up against his. He likes the way you move. Something about it scratches an itch he’s got. Like watching marbles in a chain reaction. 

“I have,” you say, reaching between the two of you to undo his pants. Tendou slips his fingers into the waistband of your sweatpants, cupping your ass in his hands. “They just don’t believe me.” 

“Hah,” he laughs, tilting his chin forward to kiss you again. He likes the way you taste. “That’s funny.” 

“Ugh, can we like,” you pull away from him, your eyes glazed over and your eyebrows furrowed. You keep one hand on the back of his neck, the other splayed on his chest and Tendou idly rolls the fat of your ass across his fingertips.

“Can we like, what?” He imitates through a grin, tilting his head. “Not talk about this?” You say, rolling your hips. “Because I really want to fuck you right now and it’s sort of killing my vibe.” 

Tendou chuckles at the way you drop your head and roll your hips against him, tipping his head back again as he lets out a low groan. 

“If it means we get to fuck then sure thing,” he drawls, guiding your hips over his crotch by the fat of your ass.

You groan, exposing the hollow of your throat to him as you lean backwards. Tendou leans up to meet you, placing his lips near your pulse point. He bites down on your neck lightly and savors the slight gasp you let out, salving the ache with a quick swipe of his tongue. You cling to him like velcro, rocking your hips over his hardened cock through your clothes. It’s so desperate that it’s almost juvenile, though you’re both well past the phase of being too prudish to not take them off. 

He sighs, sliding his hands from your ass and up your back. He cups your shoulders around your body, letting you move your hips against him. Tendou finds that he likes to let you do what you want. There’s really nothing you can’t take from him and as far as he’s concerned, nothing’s off limits. He’s playing a game and right now, letting you win is the most interesting option.

You reach between them to pick up where you left off, fumbling in his pants to palm at him over his boxers, still rocking your hips against the inside of your wrist. Satori groans lightly at the weight of your hand. He likes it. His dick just fucking fits. 

You slide your hand back and forth, teasing him the way that you know he likes it. God, in moments like these, Satori is convinced that you’re perfect. You and that perfect body, that perfect fucking pussy. All of it just sort of clicks. 

The sexual chemistry between the two of you is palpable. It really always has been. Even when the two of you swore up and down that you were just friends, Satori knew that eventually you’d fuck. And of course, he was right. Months later and here he is, leaning up against your headboard after sneaking in through the window while you give him an over-the-boxers handjob that feels better than what he can do to himself for some reason. 

You need it almost every night, and if it isn’t every night, it’s at least three times a week. You’re always together anyways, might as well throw some heavy petting into the mix while you’re at it. That’s just as well with Tendou. Personally, he’s always willing to fuck you if you need it. Especially when you need it. You just get this pretty look in your eye. It’s a lot like the one you’re wearing now, mouth slightly open as you free him from his boxers and swipe the precum from the tip of his dick with your thumb. Satori shudders. It’s perfect. 

“If you’re going to fuck me, you should just do it,” he says, his face contorting slightly as you grip his cock in your hand and begin to shift backward between his legs. 

“Shut up,” you retort, looking at him through your lashes. “I know you love this shit.” 

“Yeah, fuck-” he groans as you take the tip of him into your mouth. “You’re right. I love a tease.” 

Good conversation. Good sex. A good friend. There’s really nothing more he could ask for. 

Satori brushes the hair from your face, holding it back on your forehead so that he can see the way your mouth takes him in. It’s soft and warm and you hollow your cheeks around his cock in a way that drives him insane. You look so pretty down there. So giving and malleable. And get this, you do it because you like it. God, how fucking sexy. 

He likes the way you look from this angle, your eyebrows knitted together and your ass up in the air. He can see the way you rub your thighs together, small pulses that tell him that when he finally gets down there, you’re going to be soaked. You feel good too. Soft skin, soft mouth. 

Satori lets out a groan, reaching forward to play with the meat of your ass. He kneads the skin there, rubbing his thumb back and forth against it as if he were just trying to feel it. It hides your face from him for a moment and Satori is sad for the loss, but your ass is soft and giving and you push it back against his hand like you like the way he touches you. Of course you do, Satori only touches you in ways he knows you’re going to like. It gets him off. 

You swirl your tongue around his cock, your other hand gripping the base of him and moving along with your mouth. When you do try to take him all the way in, you cough lightly around it, raising your head to catch your breath before lowering your mouth back down. His lower stomach ties itself into knots. That familiar swell begins to mount in him and his muscles tense against his will. Your mouth works him until that slow moving wave pushes against whatever barrier it needs to break for him to finish. 

You stop before he gets to cum and Satori feels that swell of pleasure recede into the back of his gut. He pouts momentarily, his chest heaving as you discard your sweatpants and crawl back over him. 

Satori places his hand over your cunt like it's a habit. He rubs over your slick folds with four fingers, evening applying pressure across your whole pussy because he knows that it frustrates you. In response, you let out an exasperated groan and grind down against his hand. That only makes it better when he finally centers in on your clit, two fingers dipped between your lips to rubbing at the throbbing bud. 

He plays with it for a moment, moving his fingers in a continuous circle. You’re so wet that Satori doesn’t even need to lick his fingers, but he does anyway because he wants to taste you. Slowly, he raises them to his lips and sucks your pleasure off of them, eyeing you while he does so. Then, he places his other hand on your chin and gently forces your mouth open, sliding his two fingers across your tongue. 

The muscle gives under the weight of his fingers. Pleasantly, delightfully, you let him mold you. You let him open your mouth further and stick them deeper—all the way into the warm, wet back of your mouth—until you gag around them. It’s an awful sound. Wet and desperate and it leaves you panting when he pulls them out, but Satori likes you messy. He likes you when you’re drooling for it, saliva pooling under your tongue for just a taste of what he gives you. 

Don’t get him wrong, it’s not a power trip thing. It’s borne out of pure fascination. Like the way scientists like to study molecules, Satori likes to study you. You’re interesting to him. The first to follow through on sex only being sex because Satori—well, Satori fucks you like he loves you. And he loves that you don’t get caught up in it. 

You’re desperate for it today. Satori can tell because you don’t even let him finger you before you’re guiding the tip of his cock to your entrance. 

“What? No condom?” He drawls through a sly grin. 

“Not tonight,” you pant, screwing your eyes shut. Satori’s hands move to your hips, squeezing the fat there and admiring its delightful give. “Don’t have one.” 

“What ever happened to safe sex?” He says through gritted teeth, craning his neck forward to get a good view. 

“You worried you gonna get me pregnant?” you give a breathy laugh, sinking all the way down on him. 

“Depends, you gonna let me finish inside?” he asks through a locked jaw as he feels the warmth of you envelop him. 

“Fuck no,” you say, beginning to move your hips. 

Satori inhales through his teeth, leaning backwards and holding you by the hips. You take the lead tonight, rolling your hips forward with slow, almost calculated, flicks. He guides you, his fingers gripping at the side of your ass, pulling it apart as best he can. He likes the way it feels when he holds you like this and wonders briefly what it looks like from the back when he lets you fuck him like this. 

The music from your laptop is drowned out by the quiet sounds of your breathing. The only thing Satori really hears is the both of you, stifling moans to prevent your housemates from figuring out what you’re up to. He grits his teeth. 

Satori has always been on the more vocal side of things. Talking, moaning, laughing, things like that. This though, this is hot too. Like this, he can hear every little change in your breathing. He can hear every time he hits that particularly sensitive spot inside of you. Shit, he can even hear his own breathing, labored and low and mirroring your desperation like you’re both cut from the same cloth. 

He loves being inside of you. It’s comfortable. It always feels good in a way Satori has found is hard to come by. You’ve got a good pussy and an even better attitude about it. 

When you get close, you always take in a sharp and fast inhale. It’s like a tell. Something that gives away just how good you feel. Satori loves the sound of it. Sometimes, he’ll edge you three or four times just to hear it, just to savor that sweet intake of breath. Tonight though, he’s going to let you have it easy. You deserve to have it easy tonight, as desperate as you are, and this is fun for him too. This position makes it easy to feel just how tight you get when you’re close, pussy clamping down around him at a fast interval even with the upward pumps of his hips. 

He’s too impatient to let you fuck him on your own. Satori lets you have it your way, but he wants it his way too, accenting the roll of your hips with subtle pumps. He grips your hips, his fingers sinking delightfully into the fat there and holds you at a good enough angle to fuck. The weight of your breath comes heavy, that little accent and then a slow crawl from your lungs. You shudder, mouth falling open. And Satori, well Satori watches. In fascination, in awe, in sheer pleasure. 

“Oh shit,” you breathe, glancing at him. “Yeah, yeah.” 

Oh, he loves that. Those little nothings that you babble when you’re breathless and climbing towards that high. Satori can’t get enough of it. Your voice, the cadence of it, how heavy it sounds on your tongue when you force out the sex-laced words. 

You crumble quickly. It’s almost desperate the way you push your hands onto his chest and let your head fall forward, cunt clenching down hard around him as you stop the roll of your hips to shudder. Your thighs press harshly against Satori’s sides and he digs his fingers into your hips to keep from cumming inside of you. That’d be pretty bad, though he can’t say that it’s not endlessly tempting. 

You don’t waste a moment pulling yourself off of him, wrapping your hand around is cum-slicked cock and beginning to pump. You squeeze the head of it and Satori lets out a low groan. God, you’re being so quick about this that it would almost be jarring if Satori didn’t find it so fucking hot. You’re like… desperate for it. Christ, he thinks he’s gonna cum. 

“Can I finish on your face?” He grits out. 

“No,” you reply, teasing him by pressing your thumb over the head of his dick. “On your chest. I like it when you make a mess of yourself.” 

Then, a familiar, teasing smile lights up across your face. Your breath is still heaving and it makes the expression feel more genuine. Satori leans his head back against the headboard eyebrows pulled upwards in his pleasure. 

“You’re fuckin’ sadistic,” he laughs out. 

It’s half a groan, his voice strained and thick with his imminent high. He reaches up to toy with your tits, anything really that he can grab. Satori gets handsy when he’s close and he feels the way pleasure mounts in his lower stomach like water fills a bucket. 

Then, he peaks, his cum spilling out over his chest. Satori makes an effort to muffle his voice when he does, gritting his jaw and squeezing the flesh of your tit as an outlet for the pleasure of it all. The mess he’s made is warm, spilling into the ridges of his abdomen and the soft lines of muscle there.He’ll have to shower again when he gets home. For the moment though, he just watches his chest heave as you let go of his dick and reach to put two of your messy fingers in his mouth. Satori obliges, swirling his tongue around them. 

“Hah, you’re disgusting.” 

“You’re the one who likes it, sweetheart,” he drones, reaching to take some tissues from the nightstand and wipe up his mess. 

“Throw those in the bin,” you say, laying down on your bed as he stands. 

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” 

Satori stretches for a moment, inspecting his clothes to ensure that the mess was minimal. He turns to look at you on the bed. Your eyes are closed, arms above your head with your sleep shirt riding up on your body, revealing a small glimpse of your fleshy stomach. God, he almost wants to fuck you again. 

“Move over,” he says, bullying his way into the bed next to you. 

“Fine, but you can’t stay for long,” you reply, lifting your head and putting it back down on his chest. You face the ceiling, picking at your nails. “I gotta shower and finish up a paper.” 

“You have a paper to finish but you called me over to fuck?” 

“Duh,” you reply. “Needed some sort of stress relief.” 

“Most people just eat a bowl of cereal or something,” he says through a smile, his lips curling up in the corners. 

You huff and roll your eyes, letting out a short and genuine laugh. “Whatever, you just can’t stay too long, ‘kay?” 

“You got it,” he chuckles, rolling his eyes lightly. 

Satori tucks his arm under his head, watching your ceiling fan as it spins in circles. He hates the ceiling in your room. You’ve got popcorn ceilings, something that Satori is particularly disdainful of. It’s why he likes having you over at his place, with its smooth and well painted walls. Plus, you can fuck as loud as you want and there’ll be no one there in the morning to hound you both over it. 

You can’t stay for long. 

He never really understood why you always tell him that. Even without it, Satori never really does. 

—

Satori’s morning routine isn’t really a routine at all. On days where he has nothing to do, he rolls out of bed at whatever time he pleases. Sometimes that’s 12 in the afternoon and other times that’s 5:30 in the morning. 

He tries his best to avoid early morning classes. Truthfully, he tries his best to avoid classes at all, but hey, when you’re getting a degree, that’s not really an option. Satori’s been relatively successful in that endeavor, keeping most of his class schedule well within the 11 am to 4 pm range, except for one pesky little discussion. Once a week, on Tuesdays, Satori has to drag himself out of bed and be in the classroom at 8 am sharp. 

It’s not that he isn’t driven, or isn’t a morning person. Satori just isn’t a rules person, which doesn’t exactly function well within a societal structure. There are always rules. Ones that tell you when to cross the road, where to park your car, when to be somewhere or when not to be somewhere. The fact that he has to get up early on Tuesdays makes him needlessly resistant to getting up, even if he’s awake already. 

Satori blinks away sleep in the quiet of his room. He’s woken up about fifteen minutes before his 6:50 alarm and now stares blankly at the ceiling with his arms tucked behind his head. What a drag, getting up like this and going immediately into the daily slog, not that anything can be done about it. 

He inhales, preparing himself to sit up, before actually doing so. His muscles scream at him, sore with sleep and aching for a good stretch which he gladly obliges with a loud yawn. Cartoonish, almost. Satori laughs to himself as he pulls his body from the bed. 

His room is messy. Clothes are strewn about haphazardly across the floor and various items that he’d picked up to mess around with are out of place. He exhales, shaking his head a little bit and telling himself that he’ll clean it when he gets back. It’s not that he minds the mess. In fact, Satori likes a little organized mess. Like what you and him are doing. That’s messy in the most delightful way. But right now, his room is a little too messy, verging on the precipice of dirty, which Satori hates. 

He tosses on a soft, long-sleeved t-shirt. It’s the kind of shirt that he’s had for a long while, the ones that feel smooth on his skin. The fabric is so worn that it falls over him almost like tissue paper and he loves the feeling. His black jeans are hanging over the back of his desk chair and he grabs them quickly, shrugging them on over his hips with two quick steps and a pull. The ink on them is faded and though they started their life black, they are now almost a dark gray and look even lighter at the knees and backs of the thighs. He thinks he’ll have to get a new pair soon. Gray doesn’t look as nice with other colors as black does. 

The sink in his bathroom is nearly empty, save for one single face wash, his toothbrush, and some toothpaste. He uses all of them in that order, hardly glancing up to look at himself in the mirror except to fix his scraggly long hair. He fiddles with it for a moment, running his fingers through minor tangles that worked themselves into his hair while he slept, before deciding that it looks good enough. The rest of it will sort itself out during the day and fall flat. 

His dish is in the sink from the night before and he briefly loads it into the dishwasher and runs it, chiding himself mentally with an eye roll for not doing it the night before. There’s always a 50/50 chance in the morning that Satori has forgotten to run the dishwasher and it antagonizes him as much as anything can antagonize Satori, which really isn’t much. 

There’s a black puffer jacket hanging by the door of his modest apartment. It’s a size too big for him, but it’s warm and looks nice on his figure, so he sees no use in telling his mother that she’d gotten the wrong size. It was a gift from her at the beginning of the winter season last year, along with a hat that Satori never wears. The jacket, at the very least, gets some use on account of it suiting his own personal style. 

He’s grateful for it when he steps outside of his apartment, shrugging it closer to him as the familiar bite of winter rushes up and under his skin. The sun has only just risen and the world is cast in a familiar orange, pink, and purple glow that makes it feel like a painting. Satori doesn’t mind being out in the world when it’s still asleep. Especially not in the early morning hours just before the sun comes up, when the world is cast in blue as if it were covered in film. Today though, it’s late enough that the world is now wide awake and the bustle of it gives Satori a headache. 

He passes businessmen on their way to work, girls in school uniforms rushing to make it through the gate of their school on time, their loafers smacking the floor with a delightful and intrusive clicking sound. His campus is only a few blocks away, around two corners and a straight shot until he hits the main building. He got lucky with his apartment’s location and sacrificed nice amenities for its proximity to his classes. The apartment itself may be crap, but Satori finds it worthwhile for how near it is to the things he cares about. That, and it doesn’t have popcorn ceilings, thank god. 

The snow hasn’t stuck yet, which means that the sidewalk is damp with melting ice as the sun begins to warm the pavement beneath it. His shoes will get damp like this. The converse do little to repel the water, instead soaking it in like a sponge. He’s careful to avoid puddles, but should he hit one, Satori won’t dwell. They’ll dry at some point. 

He can see the school up ahead. Satori isn’t really a fan of the building style. They’re stuffy and a bit reminiscent of the industrial buildings just outside of the Sendai city limits, but Tohoku University is a good school and Satori thinks it would have been a waste to not accept his admission. As the buildings grow closer, Satori can see the bodies of students wandering. Some talk in small groups and others, the more independent of them, walk hurriedly to their classes with heavy backpacks slung over both shoulders. Their backs curl forward a little, feeling the pressure of the weight.

Right through the quad, through the double doors, and up to the second floor. That’s the path Satori needs to take to get to his classroom, though he’s about 10 minutes early. He pauses just outside of the building, tilting his head to the side as he spots a familiar silhouette. A smile creeps onto his face, lips curling in the corners as he recognizes you. 

You’re having a conversation with someone, though Satori can’t quite make out who exactly it is. They’re standing partially behind one of the trees, their broad figure concealed by the trunk of it. As he approaches, he recognizes the other person to be Bokuto Koutarou, one of the core members of the university’s volleyball team. What an odd pair to be seen together, and so early in the morning too. Then, Bokuto leans down and pecks you on the cheek and Satori is more confused than he’s been in a while. When did you get close? When did you start seeing him? 

A pit forms in his stomach, though not the kind he’s familiar with. Messy, messy. 

“Bokuto, huh?” he says as he approaches behind you, watching with you as the other man walks away. “When did you and him get so… close.” He drags out the last word, hissing out the S through a small smile. 

“That,” you start, “is none of your business. It just sort of happened.” 

Satori gives you a coy smile, tilting his head in your direction. 

“Does he know?” He questions genuinely. 

“Know what?” 

“About us,” he croons, leaving no room for misinterpretation. 

You give him a pointed glance, an eyebrow raised. He knows the look. It’s the one you give him when he’s said something stupid or far too obvious. 

“We,” you emphasize, “are friends.” 

“Oh yeah,” he nods, tucking his hands into his pockets and leaning back as he follows your step. “We’re really good friends. And we fuck for fun.” 

You laugh. It’s a shrill laugh, and totally comfortable. He can’t see an ounce of tension in your shoulders and they’re relaxed in the way they usually are when the two of you speak. Satori looks down at you over the tops of his cheeks and a sly grin spreads across his face. 

“Well,” you say, though it seems to not have any real purpose in your sentence. It’s almost like an admittance that he’s right, which he knows he is. “What does it matter if he knows, anyway? What’s there to know?” 

Satori stops walking, his hands buried deep into his pockets. His head hangs forward and his jaw is open in faux confusion. The strain in his neck posing like this is worth the smile you give him, he thinks. 

“That we fuck,” he states, saying it almost as if it’s a shock to him as well. 

You stop to  roll your eyes and Satori quite likes the way that the expression looks on you. Fed up, but pleasantly so. It gives your features a somewhat light, carefree sense. You look away from him for a moment, almost as if to accentuate just how nonsensical his manner of speaking is, before looking at his face and narrowing your eyes. You size him up and then give a small grin, almost mischievous in nature. 

“He suspects,” you say. “But it doesn’t seem like he thinks too hard about it. I think he might if we were like… ex’s or romantically involved, but we’re not, so,” you shrug your shoulders. “Besides, it’s not serious enough for him to mind yet.” 

“Yet?” Satori raises his eyebrows and gives you an incredulous smile. 

Despite his demeanor, he feels something odd. It’s almost like his stomach is about to drop, and an unsettling feeling of dread begins to loom over him. You turn to look at him over your shoulder, impossibly pretty eyes giving him a very square look in the face.

“Yet,” you confirm, your tone a bit sharp as if to warn him that he’s stepping too close to the line. 

He’s not sure what he’s done to warrant that kind of reaction. Satori thought that he’d come off rather disconnected, aloof in the way that your agreement is, but it’s entirely possible that he’d sounded insecure. He furrows his brows at you, almost like he’s confused himself, and then shrugs in a non committal way. 

“Right,” he says, beginning to spin on his heel in an exaggerated manner. “Well, you have fun with Mr. Center-Of-Campus,” he smiles, continuing his sentence,” and I… will be going to my photography lab discussion.” 

“You do that,” you laugh, putting up a hand to wave. “I’ll catch you later.” 

“I’m sure you will,” he says, to which you respond by giving him a tired look and a shrug, like you’re admitting to the implication that you just can’t go without it. It being whatever the hell kind of sexual relationship exists between you two. 

Neither he nor you turns behind to glance at the other. Satori starts off back in his original direction and you dip into the building next to his. He’s sure that if he looked, you’d have your fingers looped through the straps of your backpack, probably greeting someone or other that you know on campus. 

You’re popular in a way that Satori isn’t. Truthfully, Satori is more notorious than liked and people know him for his strange, roundabout way of speaking and the knowing look in his eye. It doesn’t bother him to think that. He’s heard the way people talk about him, either directly from you or from walking up to a conversation a few moments too early. It doesn’t suit anyone to pretend that he doesn’t know and he doesn’t really mind knowing. It helps to weed out the people he wants to be around versus the people he doesn’t.

You, however, are very well liked. Sociable and blunt in your way of speaking. People like being around you, not just because you’re easy to look at, but because you’ve got a casual demeanor about yourself that makes people feel unjudged and at ease. It’s actually one of the first things that Satori had ever noticed about you, the way that you settle into a conversation as if you’d always been meant to be a part of it. No need to switch subjects or guide it to a more suitable position, you seem to blend effortlessly into social scenes, whether you notice it or not. Maybe it’s because you’re very true to yourself. You don’t recognize yourself as a perfect person and, as a result, you never hold the expectation that someone else should be perfect. 

Satori thinks you’re like-minded in that way, though his interpretation of other people’s flaws is more rooted in his treatment by others. People are quick to judge and in all his years of being judged, Satori has just come to accept that that’s the way things are and he can’t blame humans for simply being human. Still though, he has the same idea that people’s flaws aren’t a reason for judgment. They just… exist and that’s fine. 

He slides into a desk along the wall, quickly glancing around the room at the people who have already filed in. He’s only a few minutes early and most of his class are already in their seats with their cameras on their desk. Satori doesn’t know many people in this discussion and the majority of his class is either made up of girls that are too afraid to introduce themselves, or pretentious boys who spend too much time thinking about what tortured artists they are and too little time on the actual composition of their photos. 

He wishes that Ushiwaka had been able to take this class with him. Satori had suggested that he try to enroll at the beginning of the spring semester, but with the class being an upper division, Ushiwaka didn’t have the previous coursework to be able to do it. Besides, Wakatoshi isn’t really in school for the classes, but rather because he’d been scouted by the campus’ volleyball team to play for them and Wakatoshi had gone because it was a good opportunity to get into the professional division. In that sense, Satori feels that he’s falling behind his friend. After all, Wakatoshi knows what he wants, but Satori only knows what he likes. 

This class is pretty irritating. Not just because he has to get up and leave for it at the asscrack of dawn, but also because he feels that the discussions lack any real insight. Every week, they’re expected to upload their photos onto their computers and bring them to class, then, they spend the entire hour going around and discussing goals for the project and what could be improved with their current techniques. It would be useful if Satori didn’t find that so many people half-assed their photos the day before and then brought them in with some made up philosophy on why the snow in the crack of the sidewalk symbolizes their incessant need for human connection. 

He doesn’t think this way because he’s innocent of half-assing. In fact, Satori half-asses a lot. Sometimes because he can’t be bothered and other times because he finds the work less valuable than something else he could be doing. Still, he likes taking pictures and this is a class centered entirely on developing a personal work portfolio. It’s easy for him to do the assignments because it’s essentially what he does in his free time anyway, so there are times when he feels that maybe these people just don’t care too much about school at all. That’s a fine thought to have, he thinks. Most artists think like that in some way or another. 

Satori wonders if it’s the same in your major. Do literature students phone it in and do you find it irritating? He thinks you probably aren’t bothered by it if they do. It wouldn’t be in your nature to get worked up over the actions of others. You hardly even get worked up over your own actions and he thinks it would be weird to see you get in your head over someone else. 

He sits through his class though, explaining the photo he’d taken of you in the early morning after you’d spent the whole evening talking and touching each other. Your face is obscured and your belly is pressed down against the mattress. It’s really only an off centered photo of your back, displaying the lovely curve of it against the crumpled white bed sheets and a bit of your hair. There may not be anything special about the photo to anyone else, but Satori remembers how badly he’d wanted to photograph you then. 

Intimacy is pleasant to him in small doses. He likes to play pretend when it comes to loving and he’ll touch you like he loves you, let you touch him like you do, but Satori doesn’t ever think he’ll do it for real. At least not right now when he is so consumed by catching up to his peers in some arbitrary way. Still, the picture is a pleasant reminder to him that intimacy exists even in the most mundane of moments. Arguably, it is most present in them. 

He doesn’t say all of this to his class though and someone describes the photo as almost pornographic, which he supposes that it is. It gives the impression of two people just after they’ve gone to bed together and he laughs to himself because that’s exactly what it is. Satori just shrugs his shoulders at the comment. That’s just about what your physical relationship to each other is, isn’t it? Almost pornographic in nature, indulging in each other the way lovers might without ever stopping to think if romantic love factors into the actions at all.

#tendou x reader #tendou satori x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto kotaro x reader #tendou smut #yeah!!! #WOO HOO #i always get so nervous posting stuff #especially series #tries to be casual about it #tw: teasing #tw: mentions of pregnancy #tw: mentions of breeding #also i was inspired by bria and lily's rp w me for this so <333

[moechies]

hii which drabble should i start!! :3 [all nsfw]

cnc w nanamin: continue .. pt1

stepbrother tendou + virgin reader; cw w3ed

satoru being ‘safe!’: continue .. pt1

#jjk #jjk smut #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x reader #<333 nanamin #nanami x reader smut #nanami x you #tendou satori #tendou x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[kimbapisnotsushi]

i was feeling shiratorizawa + semiten and kawashira hcs so y'all know the drill LET'S GO

goshiki has 100% forgotten that he sleeps in a bottom bunk bed and consequently has shot up awake at the sound of his alarm only to bang his head on the underside of the top bunk bed

or the ceiling if he has the top bunk it's the same either way

also for some random reason i really enjoy thinking about semi and peach green tea. idk he feels like such a peach green tea person

fun fact when i first got into hq i made a list in my notes app where i could keep track of what i thought EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER (organized by team) would order at a boba shop/cafe so i could reference it for fics. i just looked at it for the first time in years. i apparently put down strawberry black tea for semi which still remains a pretty good choice i think

you know what. semi can be a strawberry black tea AND a peach green tea person. he goes for peach green tea when he feels like straying from his usual strawberry black tea. there i fixed the problem we're back on track

tendou uses the excuse of going on boba runs for the team to get alone time with semi. he'll be like "haha i can't get ALL the drinks by myself!! eita come with me :3" and semi just sighs but is honestly secretly really pleased that tendou would choose him out of everyone to run errands with

the greatest love language of all: running errands together

i actually think that, all things considered, semi was probably a little bit insecure and a little bit shy when it came to performing

like yeah he doesn't mind BEING in the spotlight. but he had to work on thinking he was good enough for it at first if that makes sense??? and i think being benched for shirabu probably exacerbates that

he's not used to showing other people his songs and his music!!! he's not used to being vulnerable!! he's not used to believing that he's skilled!!! because obviously that didn't work out in volleyball!! what if semi isn't actually as good at music as he thought himself to be?

tendou of course is determined to make him throw all these thoughts out the window

furudate please give us the secret cultural festival arc where semi gets a chance to shine because of his musical talents . . .

actually since shiratorizawa is a bunch of rich kids i wonder if yamagata has a smartphone bc i just think that'd make him constantly losing it 100x funnier

yamagata: "can everyone shut the fuck up for like five minutes i lost my phone and need help listening for the vibrations"

honestly why do i feel like half the times yamagata has "lost" his phone was really just tendou messing with him

like he's in the foreground running around looking for it while tendou is in the background snapping selfies with it or whatever

reon, ushijima, and yamagata like to go jogging together early in the morning. semi tried it once and then promptly decided never again

i actually think soft quiet early mornings are reon's favorite time of day!! he gets some peace to himself and he gets to see the sunrise bleed into the sky and he gets that crisp sweet air of fresh dew in the dawn and it's so so comforting to him

god i don't know how he does it i could never be that much of a morning person

however this does also mean reon goes to bed at like nine pm at the latest which tendou is personally offended by

reon the early bird riser who probably does yoga or some shit before meeting ushijima and yamagata vs tendou the night owl who stays up til three reading manga in the dark

genuinely how is tendou functioning at practice he probably stays up til three like four out of seven days of the week

(sorry i know i'm dunking on tendou a lot i'll stop now)

kawanishi will never admit it but he is so incredibly fond of the height difference between him and shirabu

it allows shirabu to fit his head perfectly in the crook of kawanishi's neck during bus rides and such and it makes kawanishi's heart flutter every time

but also kawanishi is MISERABLE during spring because shirabu can't comfortably do that when kawanishi is prone to sneezing like every five minutes

shirabu, teacher's pet that he is, is really good friends with the school librarian

oh my god . . . kawashira blue sky complex au . . . i would actually cry . . .

okay anyways shirabu kenjirou is really good friends with the school librarian and that's how he finds out that the school librarian used to know ushijima's dad

wouldn't that be crazy tho????? i'm thinking it was either the same librarian that utsui had or it was a close friend of utsui's who became the school librarian after they graduated and stuff. i'm kind of leaning towards the second one bc i feel like that makes more sense

i just. can you imagine how alone ushijima had to feel. can you imagine how suffocating it had to be. like there's plenty of reason to assume that his mom's side (and perhaps the mom herself) ended up disliking utsui and i wouldn't be surprised if they tried to scrub him out of ushijima's life

new idea guys utsui comes back and gets with the shiratorizawa librarian

i'm KIDDING

(mostly)

honestly i just think this scenario would really show off how much shirabu and ushijima mean to each other because i think that gets underestimated a lot

they trust each other!!! they respect each other!!!! they understand each other!!! ushijima who knows that he is to be used for his pure raw strength and that that's all shirabu wants to do for him and shirabu who wants to bring out the best in ushijima and thinks of himself as someone who serves ushijima!!!!! shirabu and ushijima who both think they're being used by the other but they don't care because that works best for them!!!! it's their way of showing respect!!! by handing the reigns over!!!!

okay that's a really serious oversimplification of what i'm actually thinking but i got like five hours of sleep and i'm running on two mugs of some strong ass lotus green tea i trust you guys y'all get what i mean

like idk i think ushijima wouldn't really know what to do with shirabu when they first meet in their second and first years. quiet upperclassman who is occasionally a jerk but mostly does not mean to be and his equally quiet underclassman who IS a jerk and DOES mean to be. they'd be so fucking funny together. they back each other up in ways they don't even realize. they could leave entire crowds in tears on accident

actually . . . the poor third years back then who had to deal with this first year they thought was quiet and composed and unassuming and totally chill. but was, in fact, completely unchill

shirabu's gone to bat for every single member of the team at some point btw. soekawa ushijima reon yamagata semi tendou etc etc. none of them have ever witnessed it though word just gets passed around to them like shirabu is some honor-defending ninja who only works in the shadows

and then it really surprises shirabu when they come to bat for HIM

i mean i just. i think shirabu is really used to being independent. is used to doing things by himself. he's not used to other people sticking up for him or other people trying to guide him (which could be another reason why he clashes with semi). it's not that he thinks he's perfect but like. he's never had people who wanted to do that for him before!!

but now he's got goshiki who WANTS compliments from him and he's got kawanishi who loves him for whatever reason and he's got the upperclassmen who ruffle his hair and swing an arm around his shoulders and tell him ot text when he needs help and he's just like ???? like a system error.

give it up for shirabu kenjirou everyone i love him

#MAN it has been a long time #uhhh sorry i think this one may seem a bit all over the place LMFAO #but yeah i really love shirabu :333 #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #yamagata hayato #semi eita #oohira reon #kawanishi taichi #shirabu kenjirou #goshiki tsutomu #semiten #kawashira #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu hcs #sou says stuff

[semdere]

Remembering you to consider drawing my stz waterpark photo meme haha just checked my notifications

ive finished it! it took longer than i thought 😭 but i had so much fun drawing all of stz!

ORIGINAL POST!

#I HAD A LOT OF FUN DRAWING SMTH SILLY #also wow is it obvious who i draw the most... 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️ #kshdndks when i see this all i see is shirabu <<333 #I DID FORGET TO ADD GRAPHICS ON USHIJIMA AND TENDOUS SHIRT AAA #THEY WERE GONNA BE MATCHING #AND SAY “YUURRRIII 🌠” 😭😭😭 #oh well 🥲 #sero draws #haikyuu #haikyuu fanart #shiratorizawa #semi eita #shirabu kenjirou #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #reon oohira #yamagata hayato #kawanishi taichi #goshiki tsutomu

[satorisoup]

Hello there, I just wanted to tell you....

your blog is so amazing! like the theme is so creative and colorful and I love looking at your profile picture and your username makes me giggle. I don't know how you came up with it, but in my head you're sitting cozy with Tendou and one of you says "I wanna drown in your eyes" and the other "Like a soup?" And it ends with "Like a Satorisoup"

please tell me how you came up with it

(also your selfships are so cute!)

DEAREST DIRA !! (੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ oh my goodness, im SOSO flattered right now teehee im blushin’ !! you’re too sweet SOBS </3 i’ve seen so many of your wonderful works and EEEEP i just can’t believe your lovely self has stumbled upon lil ol’ me >.< THANK YOU SOSO MUCH !!

omigosh, TENDOU MY LOVE </333 that is TOO cute !! i made this blog i believe in 2021, when i had a HUGE tendou obsession for about 2 years !! i believe he was the first person i ever wrote something for back then, i still have that work privated on here for safe keeping </333 to be honest, i don’t even know how i came up with the username !! it just kinda popped in my silly lil head T^T but i don’t think i’ll ever change it, it’s stuck with me for a long time and i don’t have the heart to part from it </333

#sigh i miss tendou </333 i need to make a selfship with him again WAHHH !! #thank you for asking me dira teehee this was adorable!! :3 #「✉︎」 — a trip to the mailbox .ᐟ #° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . — special delivery from dira .ᐟ

[tonberry-yoda]

Late Night Snack Run - Satori Tendou

Pairing - Satori Tendou x reader

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 1,008

Notes - i kinda missed writing for haikyuu tbh. i just have this list of characters i wanna write for and got tendou! i literally love this feral lil guy and am pretty proud of this fic. hope everyone is well and staying hydrated! <3

You woke up. Again. God dammit.

The moon was shining in your eyes and you could definitely tell morning wasn't coming anytime soon.

Why couldn't you ever sleep when you stayed over Tendou's house? It was never a Tendou problem, it had to be you. But it was just annoying at this point.

You curled up against him, his bare skin warm against yours. You thought it was funny that he only slept in a pair of boxers because he would always just throw off his clothes and reveal his skinny body and seductively wink at you only to fall asleep softly snoring two minutes later.

God you loved that little guy.

You hugged him around the back of his neck and placed a kiss on his chest, making him giggle in his sleep. You couldn't help but giggle too, your nose breath tickling his stomach, waking him up in laughter.

"Dang it, y/n! You tickled me awake!" He grabbed you in his arms and pulled you closer to him as his eyes shimmered from the moon outside.

"I didn't mean to, Satori! You know I can never sleep when I come over."

"I feel like it's my fault... I don't have dad snores, do I?!"

You just laughed at his stupid comment and got out of bed, pulling one of his hoodies over your head. "Wanna go for a snack run, Satori?"

"Hell yeah!" He nearly jumped out of bed, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. "Shall we?" He stuck out his arm to you as if he was escorting you to some ball, when in reality, you were just going to walk to the closest and probably shitty convenient store.

"The moon sure is pretty." You could see Tendou's breath as he talked, the slight shiver in his movements.

"Sure is." You waited for him to lock up and kept your eyes on the sky. Sure it was cold, but damn night time was beautiful.

"Ready to go, gorgeous?" You felt Tendou's hand glide over your hip before wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

"Sure am."

"Damn," Tendou shivered, pulling his arm away from you and tucking them both into his hoodie sleeves. "Didn't know it would be so cold out here."

"I got to cuddle you before we left, so I tucked all of your body heat I stole into this hoodie. It's not cold one bit." You teased, poking Tendou's stomach.

"Hey now! Give it back!"

"You gotta catch me first!" You giggled and ran off, hearing Tendou's running footsteps only getting closer before pulling you into his arms, picking you up.

"Jesus Tendou!! How strong are you?!"

"Just because I'm a twig doesn't mean I'm not strong!"

"That's not what I said." You squirmed as Tendou threw you over his shoulder, still carrying you.

"I play volleyball, babe. I work out."

"That doesn't mean you can pick me up like it's nothing! I'm pretty sure I weigh more than you, don't I?"

"Yeah, you're a little heavy, but still manageable. Plus I just think it's funny."

You crossed your arms as Tendou put you down. You tried to pout, but couldn't hold back the laugh you had. "Dammit, Satori, your face is just too funny."

"I know you're trying to make fun of me, but I'll take it."

Tendou laughed, placing kisses all over your neck and cheeks.

"Okay, okay!" You giggled, pulling away from Tendou. "How about this: If I manage to carry you all the way to the convenient store from here, you have to buy me a snack."

"DEAL!" Tendou sounded way to excited and managed to get himself on your back for a piggy back ride.

He was way lighter than you thought he'd be. "Dang, Satori, you're so little."

"This should be easy, goofnut. Trot!"

You just rolled your eyes with a smile and carried Tendou, not missing a beat.

"You're pretty good at this y/n."

"You think so?" You could feel him getting heavier the further you walked, but you were not about to give up, especially because the convenient store was right there.

"Mhm. It's like I can see the whole world up here too! I love this! Babe, we should do this more often."

"Hell no." You chuckled, adjusting Tendou, the store only like twenty feet away.

"If you run the rest of the way, I'll buy you two snacks."

"Deal!!" You ran with your entire might, almost dropping your boyfriend in the process, but finally making it.

Tendou jumped off of your back and gave you a pat on the back. "Damn, y/n! Good job! You definitely deserve two snacks now!"

Tendou ran into the store, while you were still at the entrance, completely out of breath.

He peeked his head outside of the store and giggled. "Well? You comin?"

You nodded and held up a finger, catching your breath again. "On my way... just... gimme... one sec."

Tendou got impatient and grabbed your hand, pulling you into the store. "Jesus Tendou! Impatient much?"

"Yup! Now pick out your snacks cuz I wanna get back to cuddling."

You just laughed and grabbed his hand, looking around at the store. Everything looked delicious. Especially considering that you had just run with a six foot tall man on your back.

"Pick out whatever, babe I don't care."

"You don't have to do that, Tendou. I was just playin."

"I'm serious. I really don't care." He pressed a kiss onto your cheek and went on his own snack mission.

After a few minutes of searching you came back with a couple of snacks to find Tendou with a basket full of junk food.

"Hungry much?"

Tendou just laughed, shaking his head and took your snacks of choice, putting them in his basket. "You ready to check out?"

You nodded and kissed Tendou's jaw, walking with him to the checkout.

Not often did you guys go out for late night snack runs, but when you did, it was always a good time.

~~~~~

haikyuu masterlist --- pinned post

@tonberry-yoda

#i hope you all enjoy! #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #my writing #<3 #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq #hq x reader #satori tendou #satori tendou x reader #tendou #tendou x reader #hq tendou satori #hq satori tendou #hq tendou #<333

[unknownspecies]

Heyyyy. How are you? It’s been a while 💃

RHYSSS hyd bb 🥺

#i swear ive been meanign to get to your tendou fic #😭 ill read it soon tmrw if not today #ilyyy <333 #interact with the unknown #known species: rhys

[undermattsun]

ur in his dms, im stealing his cum jar,, we r truly not the same

#ok but who would put ur polaroid in his jar??? #me thinks tendou would do it for me <333 #just saying #– miki talks #tw cummies

[angelatsumu]

how firefighter!hq eats you <3 [nsfw]

hello my friends <3 the pup is back with some firefighter!hq drabble.

warnings: NSFW, afab!reader, dom! vibes, not well written, but still kinda fun!

engine boys.

engine boys are deliberate when their heads are between your thighs. they’re skillful and accurate with their tongues, flicking your clit just right to have your toes curling and back arching. they’re pulling another orgasm from your dripping heat with their middle and ringer fingers curled slightly, rubbing that sweet spot that has you creaming. they’re skillful at hitting that spot, time after time, after time; it’s what engine boys do best. the stamina that engine boys have is almost terrifying as they pull more than two orgasms from your weeping hole. you’re crying as you’re cumming, begging for a break when their eyes peer up at you from below, a glint in them that has your body reeling. “you know better than to interrupt a hungry man, baby”

atsumu, shoyo, oikawa, iwaizumi, kenma, suna, wakatoshi, tendou, maki

truckies.

truckies eat pussy for themselves, not for you. their tongues are fat as they flatten against your clit, obnoxiously slurping the wetness you have to offer. they’re almost barbaric with how lewdly they moan and grunt into your pussy, hips rutting against the mattress as their fingers swirl your clenching hole. your poor cunt is scissored open with two fat fingers as their mouth suctions to your throbbing clit, “o-oh fuck,” you whimper softly, hands tangling in their hair as they piston their fingers into your quivering cunt. you’re seeing stars, the force of their actions throwing you into the deep end of your orgasm. you’re damn near screaming as your vision goes white, body overheating with the quaking orgasm that overtakes you. he cums as your squirt sheens over his face, fucking his hips into the mattress more as he sloppily licks at your pussy, fingers never stopping their assault on your walls.

koutaro, aone, osamu, aran, meian, issei, kyoutani, kageyama, daichi <333

if you have differing ideas on who is a truckie vs engine boy, please feel free to keep them to yourself. also, i did not include squad guys because i don't really work with them anymore so?

#hq smut #haikyu smut #firefighter!hq #hq au #haikyuu smut #haikyuu headcanons #hq blurbs #mac mail <3 #hq headcannons #atsumu smut #osamu smut #hinata smut #bokuto smut #hq headcanons #hq drabble #hq drabbles #haikyu thirsts #haikyu drabbles #haikyu headcanons #meian smut #iwaizumi thirsts #iwaizumi smut

[fulloffencekurooishotterthanyou]

Hi! Could I request a scenario with the hq boys (or just Yamaguchi if that’s too much!) with someone who’s too nervous to make eye contact with them when they first meet, but one day they’ve gotten comfortable enough to look them in the eyes?

Sorry if that’s an odd request-

Hello Anon! Thank you for your request, it wasn’t odd at all. I’d love to do both of your suggestions, so I’ll write a Yamaguchi exclusive one after this <333

[EYE CONTACT]

He’s actually quite surprised when you make eye contact one day and temporarily looks away himself. He thought you hated him for a bit, not used to the obvious glancing away you did when he was in your line of sight. He assumed you didn’t want to get involved with him, but he doesn’t hate the sudden intimacy of locking gazes.

Iwaizumi, Shirabu, Konoha, Tsukishima, Sakusa, Kunimi, Washio, Semi, Kyoutani, Daichi, Aran

He’s over the moon when you decide to make eye contact. He’s gushing to his friends about the good-looking person he always sees, finally showing some interest, and frankly, his friends are also over the moon, purely because he’ll finally stop complaining that you never looked his way. He won’t admit it to you, but he definitely wants to keep up this little act of recognition. 

Oikawa, Bokuto, Hinata, Komori, Sugawara, Hanamaki, Yamamoto, Nishinoya, Koganegawa

He gets extremely flustered and nervous when you look his way. He’s not ready physically, emotionally, mentally, socially- he’s just not. He fuels off the butterflies he gets when the two of you make eye contact and he knows you can tell from the sheer blush on his face. One day, you’ll be close enough for you to tease him about it.

Kita, Ennoshita, Akaashi, Kenma, Asahi, Kageyama, Fukunaga, Kindaichi, Ushijma, Lev, Goshiki, Yamaguchi

He plays along right away, winking the moment you make eye contact. He’s been waiting for so long, wondering when you’d have enough confidence and he’s incredibly happy that the time is now. He probably perfected the wink in the mirror a dozen times to get it right, waiting for the day you actually meet his gaze properly.

Atsumu, Tanaka, Kuroo, Suna, Terushima, Matsukawa, Tendou, Osamu

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #hq iwaizumi #hq shirabu #hq konoha #hq tsukishima #hq sakusa #hq kunimi #hq washio #hq semi #hq kyoutani #hq oikawa #hq bokuto #hq hinata #hq sugawara #hq hanamaki #hq yamamoto #hq nishinoya #hq koganegawa #hq kita #hq ennoshita #hq akaashi #hq kenma #hq asahi #hq kageyama #hq fukunaga #hq kindachi #hq ushijima #hq lev

[ushiwakatrash]

𝐍𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 (𝘜𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘢, 𝘛𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶 𝘹 𝘍!𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) NSFW

Hey lovies! You may have noticed by now that I am literally in love with Ushi and the whole manager cliché thing so I love writing about him! This entry is for my 500 follower special. Thank you for all the support and enjoy reading! Sorry it took so long for me to write again, my mind hasn't been in a good place but I'm getting better! <333

(sorry if my 18+ writing isn't good, I'm still not used to it)

More content here >>> 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 ♡

Word count: 3.5k

!Warnings!: NSFW, Smut, Degrading, Daddy Kink, manhandling, Dom!Ushijima, Switch!Tendou(?), Poly, cursing, 18+, Cursing, pet names

Ushijima and Tendou are bestfriends and like to share everything, including you.

MINORS DNI

SHIIIIRATORIZAWA! SHIIIIIRATORIZAWA!

Sounds of the school's cheer rang through the ears of everyone present in the stadium. This was the match to see who would triumph the Interhigh Preliminary Finals.

Everyone was on the edge of their seats as the heated battle juggled who had the upper hand. The rivaling team, as if it were already tradition, is Aoba Johsai yet again.

In the three years you've watched over the team, there wasn't a time where you lost against your rival school and just like today, you were sure the results would lean in Shiratorizawa's favor.

There was never a time you had doubted the boys. Especially your best friends.

An overwhelming sound of a ball hitting the ground rang as another monstrous spike was hit by the captain. As if waiting for your acknowledgement, he stared at you after landing with anticipation. Having figuring out their habits by now, you figured out what he wanted to hear.

"Nice kill Toshi-kun!" the faintest smile ghosted his face as he turned his gaze back to the court. Another point was scored but this time, Tendou completely shut down poor Iwaizumi's spike. He raised gun fingers at you which could mean 'this point's for ya!' or 'did'ya see how awesome I looked?!' either way, you copied his pose "Nice block miracle boy!!"

In this 5-point match, Shiratorizawa had triumphed two sets while Seijoh managed to grab one. The team huddled to discuss their strategy which was just mostly Washijo-sensei pointing out their mistakes in the last match.

It was their time to cool down and rest up a bit, so being the manager, you took care of what everyone needed. Their water bottles needed to be refilled so you got up and went to the nearest water fountain.

"Y/n." A deep voice called. "Would you like more water, Toshi?" he nodded and gratefully took the water bottle you handed. "If I score more points, will you cheer for me?" it was an odd question but you answered with no hesitation. "Of course! I'll scream your name loud and clear!"

He got flustered for a second after hearing your words even if he knew you didn't mean it in any other way. A low chuckle erupted from his lips. "All for me?" huh. Another odd question.

Nevertheless, you smiled brightly and hummed in response. Satisfied with your answer, Ushijima stepped closer and gently cupped your face with one hand.

His thumb softly rubbed your cheeks as he looked at you with soft eyes but still had the same stoic face. "Good girl".

Wait...what?

You blinked a few times, too stunned to even react. Your face started heating up and it took a few seconds to register what had happened.

A few water bottles accidentally fell from the bag due to the poor manager being so flustered.

Mentally cursing, you bent down and started picking up the fallen bottles. "You okay manager-chan?" "Oh Satori, could you help me pick up these bot-" the moment you looked up, the red head's face was centimeters away from yours. He wore a smirk as he slowly closed the gap.

Nervous, your eyes shut closed.

A nose bumped into your own and when your eyes opened, you could see the middle blocker picking up the things on the ground. "Don't be too clumsy next time Y/n-chan!" he started walking away like nothing happened.

Unbeknownst to you, his smirk got wider as he recalled your interaction with the captain he just witnessed.

All throughout the game, your head was a mess. Memories of what happened with Wakatoshi and Satori replayed in your head over and over. You did cheer for them (especially Ushi like you promised) but some could clearly see how out of it you were.

"Oi squirt, what's wrong with ya?! Maybe you'll be the one running laps when we get back!" the coach's voice made you jump in your seat. The other members snickered as Washijo scolded you.

Ushijima pretended to be nonchalant about the coach's reprimanding, but deep down he knew he was the culprit as to why you were so in your head.

Ah yes, the sound of another victorious match echoed throughout the stadium. The victors were of course, your beloved team.

What better reward to give than a hug from their beloved and absolutely gorgeous manager? Yamagata ran to bask in your warmth and the others followed suit. This had become a tradition every win, and even tighter hugs were to be given in the case of a loss-- which has yet to happen.

As if the captain had not done numbers to your heart moments ago, he bent down and grabbed you by the waist to pull you in into his chest. His chin landed on your shoulder and he whispered his thanks for cheering for him the loudest. Before breaking the hug, he purposely brushed his lips on the tip of your ear. He was clearly enjoying messing up your thoughts.

Tendou had no intention of losing to his bestfriend. His hand traveled down just a few inches above your ass and the other reached the base of your nape slightly raking up through the base of your hair as if he were to pull it.

This was your breaking point. You were hot and DEFINITELY BOTHERED.

"I-I have to use the restroom. Catch up to you guys in a bit!" you hurriedly rushed to a cubicle so you could calm yourself down. A familiar wetness started to pool down.

WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING?! If this continues I don't know what I'll do. How could I even pick between the two?! A threesome would be impossible!

You couldn't believe what you were even thinking. Grabbing water in your hands, you splashed it on your face to somehow wash off the impure thoughts you were having about your best friends. Best friends for fuck's sake!

Straightening yourself out, you make your way to the bus and as per usual, take a seat next to the captain at the rear end. "You took your time." You give the olive eyed man a pout "Well uh, my tummy hurt? Yeah... it hurt!" being extra jumpy was not helping you hide the fact the events from earlier still lingered in your mind.

"Lend me your shoulder, I'm tired." Ah. The vulnerable Wakatoshi is here, only showing this side to you which made you feel a little more special than the rest.

His hand landed on your lap and his head fell on your shoulder. You tensed up feeling the light grip he had on your inner thigh. Today, he was driving you crazy for all the wrong reasons.

Unconsciously, your thighs clenched a little, remembering how this was one of the ways you got turn on. Terushima frequently did this when you were both still dating a year ago, and it always led straight to the bed.

That breakup story is for another day.

Since the Spring qualifiers were just around the corner, you had to become a tad more strict to the team and thankfully, they still feared you even if you were their cute little bean.

Tendou had his ways to get your attention. The male was obviously more than a head taller so it would be stupid of him to not use this to his advantage.

A swift hand grabbed the clipboard you were holding and to no surprise, it was the red head causing trouble for you again. Since this was no time to be fooling around, your patience ran on thin ice.

"Satori fucking quit it!" "Hmmm, what about a no?" both of your rowdiness slowly got the attention of the whole team. "I'll give it back for a kiss, whattdya say, cutie?" Heat crept up to your cheeks but you knew well enough he just wanted to get a reaction out of you.

"Kiss my ass, tori! Now give it back!" you were both getting disctracting and coach Washijo was about to give a piece of his mind until the captain took the matters in his own hands.

"Enough." His stern cold voice sent shivers down everyone's spine. A man of few words, but his words are definite. If only the ground would swallow you whole.

You glanced over at your accomplice and he shown the same reaction you did. Like both of you were at his mercy.

"S-sorry Toshi. I'll be good." You whispered so only he could hear it. Before you even realized what you said, it had already slipped. The smug smirk was now visible on his face as he looked at you. Good thing his back faced the team.

Wordlessly, he send a sharp glare to Tendou "...sorry cap'tn" Nodding contented, Ushijima went back to his stoic nature. "It's good you're both learning. Be good for me."

There he goes again, dominance oozing off of him that even got the guess monster to submit. Tendou's sure to get a good teasing once practice is over.

The ride to Sendai City Gym, where the Miyagi Prefectural Spring Qualifiers would be held, felt long. It didn't help that you were sitting next to Ushijima again, his head on your shoulder like last time, but his hands had a slightly tighter grip on the plush of your thigh -- a little further and he might even feel the heat coming from your pussy.

It was obvious you were bothered. Well, to Tendou at least. The bus stopped for a bathroom break and the captain had to go so only a few were left in the vehicle. The cunning red head took this chance to rile you up.

He inched close to whisper in your ear "Aw, blushing because of the capt'n manager-chan? How unfair" he then bit your ear earning a small quiet moan that surprised both of you.

"Y/n-chan! How naughty!" his smirk was so smug that you wanted to punch it off his face. "Satori, WHAT THE FUCK!" Unbothered by your sudden outburst, he shrugged his shoulders. "Not my fault you look cute, kitten."

Tendou went back to his seat just as the rest of the members started to board the bus. Ushijima noticed how flustered you were and how red your ears were. He sent a glance to Tendou who was already looking at him with the same smirk he had given you.

"Did something happen?" you just shook your head and kept quiet, still feeling the heat in your cheeks.

The bus arrived at the provided hotel, an expensive one in fact. Everyone had been given individual rooms so you finally had the time to cool off your head alone and maybe touch your wet pussy a lil too.

Your train of thoughts came to a halt when the coach called for the team to get off and grab their stuff.

The man beside you grabbed your arm to prevent you from standing. Leaning close, he whispered “My room later. Only if you want to spend more time with me” he finished it off with a nibble to the opposite ear Tendou attacked.

A soft whimper came out of your mouth, quiet enough for only Ushijima to hear. He felt ecstatic seeing the effect he had on you. “What do you say, (Y/n)?” Nodding was the only thing you could do. You were so red and flustered no words seemed to come out.

“Atta girl.” With a pat on your head, he stood up and left you looking like a mess.

You settled down in your hotel room, contemplating what time you would see your captain in his own quarters.

As if on cue, a text from him arrived.

He usually texted dry but something about the way he’d been acting the past few days made you quite excited to see him.

You already knew his room number since you were the manager so after freshening up, you went straight to where he was.

*knock*

“Toshi? Can I come in?” “Go ahead.”

You were greeted by literal eye candy. His broad shoulders and chiseled chest caught your attention as soon as the door opened. Not to mention his hard well-maintained abs.

The biggest blow was him wearing gray sweats. It would be impossible to miss the huge trace of his member against the fabric.

“Eyes up here, sweetheart.” Fuck. You got caught.

“S-sorry I was just a little distracted!” He smiled at your excuse then patted the bed. “C’mere and make yourself comfortable”

Once near his bed, he guided you to sit on his lap. Being so nervous around him, your position didn’t seem to process in your mind.

Sitting on top of his bulge made him harden. You felt it.

“Whadd'ya call me for cap— oh?” The door suddenly swung open revealing your other best friend. “My my, y/n. Getting comfy are we?”

"Tori? W-what are you doing here?" you felt small under their gazes. "Well, Wakatoshi over here surprisingly invited me to hang out first. Now, you answer me, angel. Why are you on his lap, hmm?"

"I-I...i-it just happened!" the red head smirked at you. "Better seat than the bleachers eh, Y/n-chan?~"

How much more would he tease you? You were already red all over. Feeling all shy, you shamelessly hugged Ushijima, head nuzzling his neck. With a whiny voice you complained to the man you were sitting on.

"Toshiii, Satori's being mean!" Ushijima smiled at your cute whines. "But don't you like it when he's mean, darling?" Not answering, you just snuggled closer to him.

"Y/n-chan, we know you like us but you're confusing. Do you actually LIKE like us, or are we just friends?"

Fuck. He just had to ask the million dollar question.

Lifting your head from Ushi's warm neck, you looked at Tendou "It's complicated Tori, I-I can't make up my mind."

Ushijima put a hand to your cheek and rubbed his thumb "Talk to us, baby. What's making it so hard to pick between us?"

"W-well, you're so sweet to me and you take care of me so much. You never let me have a hard time with the team and I like the way you're so goal driven when it comes to volley. It's endearing to see how your hardwork always pays off."

"As for Satori, he's playful and fun! He always cheers me up when I stress over things and he makes sure I don't feel left out during meetings and such..."

It was like you were already confessing, to two people even!

"So, you like us both. What's the problem with that?"

The woman was too stunned to speak.

"I can't like you both at the same time! That's just being selfish and unfair!" Tendou came loser and held you hand to his lips. "Ever heard of polygamy, babe? I'm totally fine with sharing you with Ushiwaka, 'sides, he's hot"

Ushijima couldn't be happier with the red head's words.

“No need to overthink things sweetheart, you can make him your boyfriend” he grips your face and pulls it closer to his “But remember I’m your daddy. Understand?”.

The sternness in his voice made you shudder. Tendou smirks at how meek you’ve become. No one has ever seen you so submissive.

You nod at the captain but the grip he has on your cheeks only tighten. “Words, Y/n.” “Y-yes daddy.” Good girl.”

The captain wasted no time and kissed you. Pushing his tongue to explore your mouth. His hands started roaming your body and found its way on your clothed breast, cupping and kneading it.

His other hand started stripping your gym shorts with your obviously wet underwear. Tendou, even not joining in all the action, was surely enjoying the show. He knew you were a freak. He felt it when you moaned from him biting your ear earlier.

"C'mere Tendou, give daddy a kiss." he gave the red head attention too. Now that your lower part was bare, he swiftly had his fingers wet with your slick and started rubbing your clit.

"A-ah fuck Toshi.." his other hand left your breast and started palming Satori's hard on. He had himself moaning into his kiss with the red head as well.

"Both of you, be good for me and strip. I'm gonna be a gentleman and deal with our girl here first. That alright with you, Tendou?" "Sure Wakatoshi, I'm gonna wait for my turn" he winked at the captain but it seemed as if Ushijima wasn't happy with him.

"Let me be clear. I'm daddy to you too, Satori. Now answer me properly." Satori couldn't refuse. He wouldn't even dare refuse.

"I'm gonna wait for my turn, daddy." "There we go. That's daddy's good boy. Now you, on the bed. Lie on your back." You did as you were told. Eyes hazy and desperate for his touch.

"Sorry, sweetheart. As much as I want to taste you, we don't have much time. I can put it in now right? I can't wait any longer." this has been the most talkative you've seen your captain but truthfully, his deep voice could play on repeat but you would never get tired of hearing him.

"Put it in daddy, please!" a deep chuckle left his lips as he stripped himself and lined his cock in your entrance.

He took you by surprise as he entered you in one swift thrust, not giving you time to adjust. But pleasure is always better with a lil pain, no?

"Ah fuck you're so tight baby. This pussy is mine, got it? Both of you are mine. Fuck!" he continued ramming himself into you, not waiting for you to get used to his huge dick.

He had a hand on your neck, squeezing it tight enough for you to not pass out. Your eyes were rolling to the back of your head due to the overwhelming pleasure.

"F-feels good daddy, more!" he happily complied to your wants, speeding up his thrusts even more, fucking you so deep that your cervix might be bruised at this point.

"So good for me...'s fuckin' tight for me..!" your mind wasn't even functioning anymore. Ushijima was breaking you and you loved every second of it.

"On fours, baby. Why don't you make Satori feel good too?" your eyes landed on the middle blocker who was currently getting a handjob from the captain while he fucked you.

Following orders, you got up and changed positions. Tendou aligned his throbbing cock to the entrance of your mouth and began to face fuck you.

"Look at this fucking slut. You gettin' off on being fucked in both holes? Ah fuck right there- you...ugh...fucking whore!"

Tendou would definitely bully you at times, but never call you names so...vulgar. Instead of getting mad at him, your cunt tightened even more around Ushijima, causing him to groan.

"Tendou, she seems to like how you talk down on her. Oh my, I never thought you were such a freak Y/n. You're squeezing me so hard"

Satori sped up his thrusts "I'm fucking close! Take it, bitch! Take it like the slut you are!" Ushijima was moaning and thrusting hard and fast, signaling he was close as well.

The salty taste of Tendou's cum started pouring down your throat as he buried his dick in your mouth, letting out moans and curses.

Ushijima then pulled out and stood up, continuing to stroke his thick hard member.

"Both of you, kneel." without hesitation, you and Satori were on your knees, looking up in anticipation of the captain's next command. "Open." Both of your mouths were wide open, tongues sticking out.

Ropes of Ushijima's cum splattered on both of your faces as he grinned seeing his this picturesque painting that will forever be branded in his mind.

Tendou turned to you and cupped your face, slightly licking stray drops of cum on your cheeks before shoving his tongue into your mouth so you both could share your daddy's spend.

To keep the memory forever, he pulled out his phone and motioned for you both to look at the camera. “Won’t you two smile for daddy?”

Without hesitation, you and Tendou both broke into huge smiles while obviously looking so fucked out of your minds.

*click*

“Starting today, both of you are mine. You’re both free to object if this relationship isn’t what you want. I would never force you into something that would make you uncomfortable.”

“No, I want it, want you and ‘tori daddy!” You sounded quite desperate but who would even give a fuck.

Tendou quickly seconded your remark. “Been through all this trouble just to get y/n, but I want you all the same Wakatoshi.”

The captain raised a brow “Wakatoshi?” The middle blocker immediately knew his fault. “I meant daddy, I want you too daddy.”

With a sly grin, Ushijima caressed his cheek and gave him a kiss on the forehead “Thats right. My Good boy.” he coos. He gave you a kiss after, too.

If there wasn’t a match soon, you would all have another go, but it could always wait. “Let’s continue this later. We have a match to win. Won’t you cheer for us again, baby?”

—

WINNER: SHIRATORIZAWA

There they stood in all of their glory, winning their first match. You were watching in the back with a big smile and teary eyes. Your two new boyfriends looked at you and gave such handsome smiles.

Pride filled your chest, for once again, your boys did it.

#ushijima x reader #hq ushijima #ushijima x you #ushijima smut #ushijima x y/n #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #tendou satori #tendou x reader #tendou smut #tendou x you #tendou x y/n #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyū!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyu!! #haikyu!! x reader #haikyu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu smut #haikyu smut #shiratorizawa x reader #shiratorizawa manager #shiratorizawa x manager reader #haikyuu ushijima #ushiten #ushiten x reader

[kimbapisnotsushi]

oh please talk about kawanishi taichi i love that silly guy

OF COURSE ANON I TOO LOVE THAT SILLY GUY LET'S GET IT!!

(also i am SO sorry for taking so long oh my god i am back in action and catching up i promise!!)

i think he likes beanies in his casual wear

idk kawanishi feels like such a beanie person but not the douchebag slouchy ones he's got one that's a little snug and has something embroidered on it like a bird or something

okay that's a lie. he has ONE douchebag slouchy beanie that makes him look like how a high school romance shoujo mangaka of the mid-2000s would dress a flashy somewhat-delinquent teenage boy (honey lemon soda my beloved)

this, of course, could not be farther from the truth

the entire second year is scared of him bc they never somehow realize he's there until he says something and they're like "holy SHIT". this also means he knows a bunch of hot gossip

(the hot gossip miyagi group chat: kawanishi, watari, onagawa, and narita)

on the other hand. that means the students of 2-5 win the contest for "best cultural festival attraction" between classes bc they had the best haunted house the miyagi prefecture had ever seen

he's on really good terms with the school nurse because sometimes he sneaks into the infirmary to take naps during lunch or gym periods

knows how to lockpick BECAUSE he keeps trying to sneak into the infirmary. and occasionally the school roof for their "team bonding picnics" so that tendou doesn't have to keep swiping the key from the student council

i'm not just saying this bc i like enamel pins but i think kawanishi DOES like enamel pins. he's got a collection of these edgy sarcastic ones that he thinks are hilarious in a "started-ironically-and-now-i-can't-stop-pipeline" kind of way

he's got this whole tumblr-grunge-indie-hipster thing going on with his douchebag slouchy beanie and denim jacket with pins all over the collar and ripped jeans and converse sneakers and shirabu thinks he pulls it off unfairly well

i feel like kawanishi also really likes fantasy/sci-fi and is actually SUCH a huge secret nerd about it. and really likes cyberpunk and fantasyland settings you'd get from like idk snow white with the red hair or nivalis (i KNOW it's an indie game that's not even out yet but sue me i don't know cyberpunk all that well)

he and tsukki actually become friends while arguing about how much of akira is deep meaning and how much of it is actually just straight up bullshit because WHAT the fuck was that

also he's subscribed to a bunch of these small artists on youtube who make background music and fun art to go with them bc he can put together a great soundtrack for getting hw and studying done

likes getting lil gifts for shirabu, especially to add to his stationary collection. shirabu has sticky notes in the shape of whales and ice cream and paper lanterns and washi tape with fireworks and beach motifs and bakery stuff and it's all because of kawanishi

kawanishi just sticks to the plain solid-color square sticky notes that he uses to leave shirabu notes around his dorm. just small things, really, a reminder that this is a place shirabu belongs and it is a place he is loved. you're doing great. get some water soon. i'll bring you dinner, just text me. don't forget to sleep.

and shirabu will be hard pressed to admit it, but those might be his favorite sticky notes of all

#LMAO WAIT I REMEMBERED SOMETHING I COULD HAVE USED INSTEAD OF NIVALIS #not that i should have bc idk if it counts nor can i rec it in good conscience but. the aesthetic fits i think #anyways i googled a bunch of stuff for this and that's how i learned that final fantasy is apparently cyberpunk??? #this completely messes with the image i had of it in my head for like. the entire last eight years or so #also like. i'm assuming this came from my mixed inarizaki/shiratorizawa post where i talked kawanishi and kawashira there a bit #so pardon me for getting a lil bit sappy there at the end. bc i love them #ANYWAYS I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO GET OUT OH MY GOD I HOPE YOU ENJOY ANON TY FOR THE ASK <333 #kawanishi taichi #shirabu kenjirou #kawashira #honorable mention also goes to: #tsukishima kei #and #tendou satori #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu hcs #sou says stuff

[lowkeyremi]

MAYA MY SWEETS !! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و i wanted to pop in here and ask a lil question for yousss cuz im curious !!

do you have any selfships ?? if so, what are the shipnames ?? i wanna know all about them if you do !! <333

hey hey lene!! I usually don't talk about my selfships bc I think about being judged but yes I have some!! (I'll give my favs with whys then the others will just be the ship names <3)

MHA

MAYOTA (me and aizawa!!)

oh lord I could talk about him for HOURS. we have the same birthday which I absolutely love. I met him at a hero convention, which he didn't want to even go to, but present mic dragged him to it. He wasn't getting many at his booth but I stopped by because I was sooooo excited!!! (he is my favorite hero after all) He was surprised I knew so much about him bc he's an underground hero, but I have my ways hehe. I gave him my number and he told me not to get my hopes up. It didn't really matter because now there's a ring on mah finger :D

HAIKYUU

ATSUMAYA (me and atsumu)

We met at a college party. I came with my friend as a plus one. We hit it off pretty well even though Tsumu had one too many drinks. Out of nowhere he just blurts, "You look like my future wife." Of course I didn't say anything cuz I was trying to process that sentence. He tried to cover it up saying he was drunk out of his mind and didn't mean it. I was curious as to whether he meant it or not so I went along with it, "I guess that makes you my future husband."

MAYAJIMA (sounds so silly... me and ushijima)

I was studying abroad in Japan and he was impressed with my Japanese skills. Since he's a pro volleyball player he asked me to teach him English, so he'd be well equipped with helpful words and phrases. I am not a great teacher though so we both struggled lmaooo.

SATAYA (me and tendou)

We met in high school!! He's just so funny and my kind of person. Understands my humor and we both loved teasing Shirabu and Semi :3 I just know we'd get into all kinds of trouble. Also I taste test his new chocolate flavors!!!

MAYOOMI (me and omi)

Gosh I was a pest to him at first. Annoyed him to no end I tell you. It was unintentional in the beginning, but soon teasing and messing with him became my love language. I knew he was okay with it from the way his ears would turn red. Most of his face was covered by his mask but I could still tell when he was flustered. Did I mention he's blocked and unblocked my number on numerous occasions? Yeah he loves me lol.

KNY

TOMIYA (me and giyuu)

He's just too pretty and it was hard to talk to him bc I felt like I couldn't!! I approached him first (even though I was scared) and that's when we started talking. I thought we would end up being just really good friends but he was on the same page as me.

OBAYA (me and obanai)

I didn't really talk to him because he was closed off and close to mitsuri. When shinobu was treating me once; she was talking to someone I couldn't see who it was, but I knew the voice. (I was only half conscious) It turns out he'd come to see if I was alright after my mission. He started having Kaburamaru leave me little gifts he'd find during missions or make. One day when Kaburamaru had brought me something I gave the snake a love letter to give to Obanai.

JJK

MAYOSO (me and choso)

he wanted to kill me at first :((( cuz i'm just a human :(( BUT something about me just reminded him of what it's like to have a family which is why he kept me around and ended up falling in love. He liked that warm feeling in his heart even though he couldn't put a name to that feeling. (i'll give him a hint: it starts with an L and ends with an E)

NANAYA (me and nanami)

Nanami is such a sweetheart. We met on a dating app 0-0 yeah... he was lonely and I was too. I told him how I thought I'd end up getting catfished bc there was absolutely no way some as fine as Nanami would actually be interested in me! But yes, we go on many more dates after our first little dinner date.

Honorable mentions:

MAYASHA (me and sasha braus)

ERAYA (me and eren)

CONAYA (me and connie)

MAYANTA (me and sero)

MAYAKEN (me and draken)

MAYO (me and ryo kurokiba)

there are more I just can't think of them off the top of my head :P

#haikyuu #jjk #haikyuu!! #jujutsu kaisen #bnha #mha #tokyo rev #remi answers #lene asks <3 #self ship #self ships #self shipping #demon slayer #kny #kimetsu no yaiba

[satorisoup]

wait... waittttt I JUST FOUND OUT ABT YOU AND I LOVEEE TENDOU <333

can you write a lil something where he makes cute little chocolates for reader but then he gets too scared to actually give it to them, but just as he's bout to leave reader opens up the door and sees him standing there

TYY :))

#SATORIS’ SWEET CONFESSION

#A/N : MMMPHHH i love tendou so much oh my gawd. this is adorable UGH i love him. ALSO OMG ive read ur stuff before and i loved it sm. i wrote a fem reader i hope thats okay.

#WARNINGS : f!reader. timeskip tendou spoilers.

this was ridiculous. this was absurd. this was absolutely ludicrous.

tendou couldn’t help himself. ever since he met you he couldn’t help but find his heart swelling at even the simplest things about you. you were great friends, but the heart wants what it wants.

your smile leaked a sweetness so pure that no candy could ever come close to comparing. there was something about you that just made you so captivating to tendou. like chocolate. a sweet treat that is just so desirable, you cant help but want a taste, the go to sugary delicacy for any occasion.

even he fell into the irresistible world of chocolatey treats, so much so it became his career. and what better way to see that sweet smile than to give you your very own set of chocolates straight from his hands.

that leads tendou to his current situation. each chocolate perfectly laid in its own paper, decorating the inside of the tin box he had put them in. he was nervous, how pitiful it was that he was doing all of this all for you, who probably wouldn’t return the feelings he had.

but it was done. the ribbon wrapped around the box with a neat bow at the top, here he was standing at your door encouraging himself to make the move.

you were just a knock away. a knock away from him and this damn box of chocolates he spent hours perfecting for you.

this was ridiculous. this was absurd. this was ludicrous.

he sighed at himself and turned on his heel to make the walk of shame away from your door, ready to dwell with his own defeat.

about to take a step, he froze upon hearing the click of your door before it squeaked open to reveal you in the doorway.

“satori?”

there’s really no turning back now. his eyes turned to you along with his body, silence on his end as he just held out the wrapped box.

“is this.. for me?”

“perfect chocolates. for a perfect girl.”

there it was. that smile. the one that seeped of honey and teeth that twinkled like candy.

“well, a perfect girl can’t eat these chocolates, without the perfect boy that made them.” you said.

this wasn’t ridiculous, or absurd, or ludicrous, no. this was perfect.

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[reverie-starlight]

hello! as a dancer, i would like to kindly ask who do you think is secretly the best dancer in haikyuu?

okay okay okay

happy valentine's first of all!!

second of all, my only experience with dance was ballet when i was 3 SO idk if I'm qualified to determine the BEST??

and i'm not sure if you meant like, specific style, so I'll try to incorporate a bunch/keep it vague. also the best dancers are kinda sprinkled throughout, it's not really a straight answer, I'm sorry!! ig the ones in all caps are my opinion of the best dancers.

this was so fun to think about and write!! thank you for the request and sorry it took so long to post!!!

{Haikyuu characters that know how to dance and those who don't- HCs}

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OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD, I think he would be good at ballroom dancing. His parents definitely made him take lessons when he was a kid and either hated it and endured it or secretly enjoyed it and never let on. no one could figure it out. but when you're at some fancy event with him and he suddenly leads you onto the dancefloor and starts waltzing along with the other couples, you're pleasantly surprised.

SAKUSA (he is so smug about it when you get slightly flustered when he pulls you close and marvel at how good he is), Osamu (didn't mind it, but would never admit it, especially to tsumu. likes to dance with you) and Atsumu (hated it back then but loves it now that he has you for a partner at the fancier galas), KITA (the one who actually didn't hate it and wasn't afraid to admit it and ofc he's amazing at it), Oikawa (definitely dressed up for his classes), Akaashi (he is SO SMOOTH), Aran and surprisingly even to me, Kageyama. DAICHI.

he would be good, but only because before he started with volleyball, his parents needed something to keep him active and busy. he was the definition of a fidgety kid. no specific style bc obviously he eventually got into volleyball. but he's good at keeping a rhythm, definitely doesn't have two left feet. knows how to follow basic choreography, probably.

HINATA (okay he's clumsy but not when he's dancing), tanaka, NOYA, BOKUTO, kyotani (he'll never admit it tho), hanamaki (seijoh will tease him for it until they learn oikawa willingly wore a suit to his classes even if it wasn't madatory), Tendou.

has never taken a dance class but is surprisingly decent at staying on beat when you're dancing together. either in a club/party setting or just dancing in your living room, they can definitely move.

MATSUKAWA, SUNA (tho only you know it, he'd rather die than let the twins find out), Sugawara, KUROO (I WILL REST ON THIS HILL, I WANT TO DANCE WITH HIM), Yaku, SEMI. Kiyoko. Iwaizumi. (iwa and mattsun are crazy good imo).

CANNOT DANCE TO SAVE THEIR LIFE, but will try anyway bc they know it makes you laugh. will probably be sitting out at parties unless you insist everyone is too drunk to care how bad someone is at dancing.

kenma, USHIJIMA (he needs to be bad at something and that something is dancing sorry), YACHI, Asahi, Alisa, LEV, Tsukki, Yamaguchi, KUNIMI, kindaichi.

side note: hinata and oikawa definitely picked up more moves in brazil and argentina respectively. they can dance. thank you that is all.

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I hope this was okay!!! Wishing you a happy valentine's day <333

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