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#asahi drabble
de-bauchry · 2 years
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imagine straddling and waking up asahi to gentle kisses all over his pretty face, doting soft kisses on his squished in cheek from the pillow, to his button nose, from his forehead, to his progressively reddening ears, until you plant a kiss on his lips is when he finally awakes. asahi’s strong hands take place at your waist, squeezing at the flesh subtly, his milk brown eyes now staring up at you as his cheeks were a rosy red blush color, a bit embarrassed by your plethora of kisses and the affect they had on him. “please don’t kiss me so much in the morning.” he pleads groggily in his sleepy voice turning away from your gaze bashfully. your kisses were enough to give him a semi that you could feel poking against your ass slightly, wanting to tease your cute man some more you decided to lean down near his ear, chest pressed snugly against his. “why? i just wanted to greet my baby with a goodmorning” you whisper against his ear before kissing his neck with a light giggle.
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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years
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Asahi’s favorite memory: when you confessed your feelings for him…
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☼ a/n: sfw, gn!reader, this is a cute little fluffy drabble that i found buried deep in my long ass wip list. i wrote it almost a year ago and guess i never got around to posting it? it’s been a hot minute since i’ve turned something out for my sugar bear asahi so here you go, asahi simps <3
☼ wc: 1.1k
☼ tagging: @crystal-lilac
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The two of you had been friends for several months after meeting each other.
You’d go to art museums and old gardens together.
You’d go to his games and shout loudly, clapping and calling his name out, which embarrassed him to no end, but he secretly loved it.
You’d hang out at each other's places, eating/drinking/watching documentaries/reading.
You got sick once and he missed practice to come over and take care of you.
He got injured during a match one day and had no choice but to sit out the rest of the game. You went with him to his team's athletic/sports clinic, but had to stay in the waiting area when they called him. Half an hour later he came back out with his ankle taped up and doctor's orders to not play for a minimum of 3 weeks.
Asahi was so depressed.
You took him home, wishing you could be of more help as he hobbled to the passenger side of your car. You stayed with him for the first couple of hours after getting him home, making sure he kept his ankle elevated and iced as ordered.
To help keep him off his feet you made him dinner - his favorite, your own take on tonkotsu ramen. He devoured it with constant praises about how good it was.
After cleaning up, you brought him a fresh ice pack. He smiled and took you by the wrist, pulling you down to sit on the couch next to him.
"Sit down and relax. You deserve a break, (y/n)."
You plopped down next to him, his long arm falling across your shoulders as your thigh brushed against his.
"Why are you doing this?" he asked.
"Hm? Doing what?"
"Taking such good care of me?"
You looked down at your hands and blushed. "Do you not know, Asahi?" you whispered, still unable to meet his gaze.
Both of your hearts were pounding. It was double or nothing. The deciding moment - would you confess and risk making things weird? Or would you go on to remain ‘just friends’?
"I think I might," he said, "but it's not something I want to say out loud in case I'm wrong."
You pulled all your wits into one small space within you and drew your legs up to turn and face him, looking up into his big, brown eyes. Hopeful.
"Asa, I-" you looked away, faltering for a second before wrangling your courage back in. Meeting his eyes again, you continued, "I think- no, I know...that I have umm..." His eyes grew wider as he shifted next to you. "Oh shit. I have feelings for you, Asahi. I'm so sorry!" You buried your face in your hands in embarrassment.
He didn't move or say anything for several seconds. You started to think you'd definitely ruined your friendship with him and hung your head, ashamed.
But then you felt his warm fingers curl around yours, encouraging you to move your hands away from your face. When you peeked, you saw the same big, brown eyes, softer now. And he was smiling.
"Like, romantic feelings?" He needed to know for sure.
Your hands flew back to your face and laughing you said, "Yes! Omg stop making it worse, Asa!"
He chuckled before prying at your fingers again. "Look at me, (y/n)."
You were so nervous you could've cried.
"Don't be sorry..." he trailed off, his eyes dipping to your lips.
He cupped your face in his huge hand, gently pulling you towards him as he lowered his lips to yours in a tender, chaste kiss.
Your fingers swept over his hand and without opening your eyes, you breathed his name as a question. He hummed from deep inside his chest, his cheeks dusted with warm pink while your own felt hot, especially with his breath ghosting across your skin before pulling away to look at you.
"I've had a crush on you since the day I met you," he whispered.
“No, you haven't. You're just sayi-"
Asahi interrupted, "The way you kept looking away every time I looked at you. The way you smiled at me like I was the best thing you'd never known."
Your breath caught in your throat. It was true, but how did he know that? Had you really been that easy to read?
"The way you giggled when I stumbled on my words,” he went on. “The way you made me want to know you. To spend time with you. To just...have you in my life, close to me."
“Stop it, Asa, you're gonna make me cry! Why didn't you say anything?"
"Because I'm chicken shit!” he admitted with a laugh. “And by the time I felt confident enough to tell you, we'd already become pretty good friends and I didn't want to fuck that up." He kissed your forehead. “I’m sorry, (y/n), I should’ve said something…”
You shook your head at him. “No, if I don’t get to be sorry, then neither do you.”
He smiled. “Fair enough.”
There was a long, comfortable silence.
“So…what do we do now?” you asked.
“I think we’re supposed to start dating or something.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right. But how’s that any different from what we already do?”
“I guess we just keep doing what we’ve been doing – hanging out, spending time together. Only now I’m pretty sure we get to kiss and hold hands and make our friends uncomfortable by openly flirting with each other.”
You couldn’t hold back anymore. You lunged at him, throwing your arms around his neck, squealing into his shoulder, loving the sound of his laughter right against you and the feeling of his arms wrapping around you, pulling you in closer.
You pulled back enough to look up at him smiling back at you as you brushed a stray strand away from his handsome face, your fingers burying themselves in the thickness of his long hair.
“I wanna kiss you again, Asa.”
“Then kiss me.”
You touched your lips to his before pressing into them, slow and measured. You wanted to savor every detail of this kiss. His thumb swept across your jaw, pulling you into him as he opened his lips against yours.
Your hearts were pounding, your breaths shallow and shaky when you pushed against each other’s tongues.
This went on for a few minutes, having turned into a full-blown makeout session. Both pairs of hands were dangerously close to going too far, too soon. He pulled away first, panting, his eyes lidded with desire.
“Shit, we shouldn’t…yet” You nodded in full agreement. He was right. “Need to take things slow. I want us to go slow.”
“So do I. No need to rush.”
You settled in close to him, his strong arm wrapped around you while you mindlessly played with each other’s fingers, talking and laughing about ways to make your friends uncomfortable.
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kozubaby · 2 years
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Asahi's measuring tape and tailoring chalk knows he's in love with you before he does.
His best friend Nishinoya knows it before Asahi does.
Hell, the audiences at his fashion shows know it before he does.
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Asahi Azumane who starts by happily tailoring your clothes for you because straight sizing never fits your measurements properly and everyone feels better in well-fitting pieces. He re-takes your measures every time you come with a new pair of pants of dress or buttoned shirt asking for help.
Asahi Azumane who eventually starts making custom pieces for you. No pair of jeans has ever fit you better, hugging your curves and moving with your body, providing comfort and style and making your confidence soar.
"That is the smile I live for. See here?" He asks from where he's towering behind you with is hands on your waist band, deep, syrupy voice tickling your senses and making you flush in the mirror in front of you. "The perfect compliment to the curve of your tummy here." He drags his fingers under the line the bottom of your stomach makes in the new jeans, clinical but somehow gentle. "Your whole body is smiling now."
"Asahi that's just fat." You say with a lighthearted laugh, never worrying much about your body when in the presence of your closest friend.
"I believe I called it a body smile and I meant it."
Asahi Azumane who starts designing clothing with you as inspiration. Embellishments and hemlines reminiscent of your favorite things and his favorite things about you.
"Hey doesn't she have a water bottle with that pattern on it?" Nishinoya asks on a visit to Asahi's studio, teasing because he already knows the answer as he strolls around the mannequin his friend is hunched over.
"Oh...yes I suppose she does."
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Asahi Azumane who has a fashion show for his fall evening wear collection and invites you to sit in the front row for it. You feel out of place amongst so many fashion-forward and knowledgeable people, but you're so proud of your best friend and you love every piece that walks the runway.
"Someone special has really inspired him with this one." Says another patron who leans over to you as a beautiful pantsuit struts to the end of the walk.
"Yes, I wonder who they are." You muse back to them and clap as the entire collection comes out one after another to finish the show.
And then Asahi comes out, looking dreamy and proud and beelines right for you to take your hand and pull you up onto the runway.
"For those of you wondering, my inspiration for the collection is right here." He spins you and pulls you close to kiss your temple, smiling down at your adoringly in a way that the audience can see but you can't as you blush and wave to their applause.
"This is your best collection yet!" Someone calls from the audience. "She must be something really special!"
He stares at you for a few moments longer, wheels turning still too slowly in his head, thinking hard about that sentiment. She must be something really special.
You look up at him with a sweet grin, still blown away by the fact that you inspired his work in any way.
And then he kisses you. Tilts your chin up and plants the most tender little kiss right on your lips, changing the two of you forever.
"She is. She's the love of my life."
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northofneverland · 2 years
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A/N: I’m back already with another little drabble. Honestly, I can’t believe I’m posting another piece but here we are. I’ve really enjoyed writing the past few days and I have a few more ideas for characters that I love. So you may see me around! Asahi deserves more fics (he’s such a sweetheart and deserves more love) so I decided to write a little something for our favourite Karasuno ace and the five people who love him (I’m kidding about the number, but man I wish there was more content for him). I suck at editing, especially when it comes to comma usage, so please excuse any errors you will inevitably find.
Asahi has been staying out late the past week. There is a major project due in a few days and he’s rushing to get it done, after restarting it three times, but he promises that he’ll be free for Valentine’s Day to take you out. When you do check in on him over the week, begging for pictures of his progress, he tells you that he’ll show you the final product once it's done being marked but he insists, that this piece is the best thing he’s ever made.  On Valentine’s Day, you come home to a garment bag draped carefully across your bed with a note attached to the hanger. I just wanted you to have this for our date tonight. You were worth all the late nights. I love you. 
“How did you get it to fit so perfectly?” you ask, sliding your feet into your heels before you admire your reflection one last time in the mirror. “You think that after loving you for all these years, I haven’t memorized the shape of you?” he mumbles, blushing slightly as his gaze lingers on you, in awe of how beautiful you look, before he follows you out of your apartment. With your back turned to him, he quickly slides on a pair of gloves before taking your hand in his. It’s a little too hot for gloves, his palms are already sweaty, and he knows you’re gonna joke about him trying to start a new fashion trend, but all that doesn’t matter to him. He just doesn’t want you to see that his fingers are covered in bandages from all the times he’s pricked himself while hand stitching your dress. But between seeing how you looked at yourself with a sense of wonder before leaving and having your hand in his as you walk together to the restaurant, he barely remembers that they are there. 
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asahipleaseloveme · 2 years
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Hey my submission for your 200 follower event if I'm not too late. You can ignore this if i am.
HQ Character - Azumane Asahi
Favorite Color - Serulian
Favorite Quote or Lyric - (there are two from the same song which i love and i CANNOT choose them so I'll leave that to you, if that's okay)
"When my time comes around
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
I'll crawl home to her"
AND
"My baby never fret none
About what my hands and my body done
If the Lord don't forgive me
I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
When I was kissing on my baby
And she put her love down soft and sweet
In the low lamp light I was free
Heaven and hell were words to me"
[Work Song by Hozier]
Ideal Date - Beach picnic watching a sunset and then stargazing
Hi Hi Hi! I'm so, so, so, SO sorry this took so long. I've been in a little bit of a slump. Anyway, I hope you like this!! Thanks for being patient
The amount of stress you were under was immense. If you had to deal with one more unruly customer, you would have surely snapped. You were thankful that it was finally Friday and you were ready for a nice, relaxing weekend with your boyfriend.
When you entered the apartment, you saw Asahi scrambling back and forth from room to room.
"Asahi?" you quirked an eyebrow.
"______! You're finally home! I've been waiting to surprise you," he peeked out from the bedroom.
"Surprise me with what?"
He walked into the living with a couple of packed bags in hand.
"I thought we could take a mini vacation! Like, just a weekend getaway. If we leave now, we can still have a couple hours of daylight to spend at the beach," he smiled at you.
"Well, what are we waiting for!" you smiled back as you grabbed his hand and headed out the door.
There were a few hiccups in your car ride, so you arrived closer to sunset than Asahi had planned. After getting everything set up in the beach house, you grabbed a blanket and told Asahi to follow you.
"Huh? It's getting a little late, there's not much we can do out there."
"I beg to differ. Just follow me, goober."
Asahi turned red at your playful nickname. He took your hand and followed you. You found a spot you deemed suitable and laid the blanket on the sand. You plopped down and patted the spot next to you. Asahi blinked at you a couple of times before finally sitting down.
"We can still watch the sunset. And then we can watch the stars," you stared at him with the largest grin on your face. Asahi smiled back at you and leaned in to kiss your forehead.
The cerulean waves of the ocean complemented the orange and pinks of the sky. You had forgotten how beautiful sunsets could be. A quietness sat between you and Asahi, the only sound was the waves crashing against the shore. The sun hit the horizon and you snuggled closer to Asahi. He wrapped an arm around you and kissed your head.
The sky began to turn to a darker blue when Asahi suddenly got up.
"I'll be right back, just gotta grab a couple of things."
He returned a few moments later with some drinks, a bluetooth speaker, and a smaller blanket.
"Thought we could get comfy," he threw the blanket on top of your head, which caused you to laugh as you struggled trying to get it off. He sat down next to you and set the speaker up. As more and more stars popped up in the night sky, you and Asahi snuggled up together listening as your favorite Hozier song played softly in the background.
"I never took you for the spontaneous type, Azumane Asahi."
"Well, you've been working really hard. And I figured you needed something to help you relax. I know how much you love the beach, so I thought this would be the perfect getaway."
"Hm, I love you," you scooted closer and kissed the tip of his nose.
"I love you, too," he said back. He heard a light snore coming from you and all he could do was smile. He continued to lay with you for a little while longer. As you slept, Asahi counted his lucky stars, with you being the biggest and brightest.
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semifilms · 4 months
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semi, ATSUMU, osamu, hinata, TENDOU, OIKAWA, IWAIZUMI, kuroo, SUGAWARA, akaashi, TANAKA, aran, GOSHIKI, asahi, USHIJIMA, UKAI, kyotani, suna, terushima
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slut4msby · 3 months
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hq boys with a typically non-affectionate s/o <3
+ tags & warnings; n/a
+ a/n; day 7/7!! that's one whole week, basically a world record for me. i was so tempted not to post today bc i had a v long & stressful work day but i did it!!! also its me, i'm the one who doesn't show physical affection :p
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Physical touch was never your forte, never something you enjoyed. Of course he knew this, and he understood this. You were never touchy with friends or with him. He had never seen you hug your best friend let alone give her a high five. Yet he was patient, he knew you didn’t need reasoning for something like this. It just simply wasn’t a part of who you were and he was willing to accept this. He would never say anything to you but he did yearn for your touch. You two had kissed and hugged and all that couple stuff, but it was never initiated by you. He wanted you to kiss him, not for him to kiss you.
It's not like you didn't show him love. You showered him in love in your own way. Usually in the form of giving him gifts with the tagline, "this reminded me of you" or simply sitting in the same room as he studies for an upcoming exam, or going to the shops with him, just being by his side.
He still remembers sitting next to you on the train, sharing a pair of earphones after a long day. You were dozing in and out, falling asleep as time passed. Before you rested your head on his shoulder, murmuring something to him. He couldn’t recall what you said, too taken aback from the little movement of affection. 
He remembers when the two of you were walking, and you wrapped yourself around his arm. He remembers the feeling of adrenaline running through his veins, how his heart ran, and how the feeling of warmth spread across his face. 
“You’re so pretty.” He said looking down at you.
“You’re one to talk, my love.” You said placing a light kiss on his lips. Causing him to pause in his tracks. He swore in that moment he had died, and been taken by angels. “Hello, are you broken?” You giggle at his overreaction.
“Never been better, darling.” He says pulling you back, kissing you once again.
©slut4msby.
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DAICHI, SUGA, asahi, kuroo, IWAIZUMI, akaashi, semi, KITA, komori <3,
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toomanygoldfish · 5 months
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You and Asahi had debated getting a dog for a long time. The two of you had finally decided to get one.
except at the last moment work pulled him away. But him being the sweet boyfriend he is, he insisted that you should still go.
The shelter was extremely daunting, but you had done it and picked out an older dog. She was the sweetest thing known to mankind.
She was a beagle with her muzzle graying. Her splotches of black were littered with silver testaments to her age. she limped a small bit when she walked, but was very happy to walk with you outside the shelter. You had sent pictures to Asahi throughout the whole process
he seemed just as smitten as you. Opening the car door, you barely even had to encourage her to get in the car.
shutting the door and getting in on the other side you find that she had rested her muzzle on the armrest her eyes staring at you. Patting her on the muzzle you drive back home. At some point she had curled up and started to sleep. when you came home you found Asahi waiting for you in front of your house. Once you had stopped the car, the dog perked up and started to wag her tail. Asahi and the dog were looking at each other with the biggest eyes, and you knew that this was going to work out.
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classyinnie · 1 year
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He is engulfed with a sense of awareness whenever he sees you. It's not butterflies in his stomach or the sensation of his heart beating out of his chest, but a longing.
He can't seem to take his eyes off of you as he picks up on your mannerisms instinctively. How you smile, the little nods you make when you converse with people, and the animated movement of your hands when you retell a story to your friends.
And every time he forces himself to look away, he finds his ears picking up on these minor details instead; Your hums of approval as someone adds to your little story or the way you would slam your hands on the table just before you break into laughter.
Your excitement can be heard a mile away, piqueing the interest of those in your vicinity. Even more so, his.
You meander recollections of events and conversations throughout your day that should be nothing but boring. But somehow, when mixed with your opinions and colored by your thoughts becomes interesting. He can’t help but think he could always distinguish your voice over the din of the crowd.
But despite all this, he never summons the courage to approach you, preferring to just be drawn into your orbit. Silently appreciating. Silently loving.
—Akaashi, Yamaguchi, Kageyama, KENMA, Asahi, Sakusa, Tsukishima
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cherxyx · 1 year
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He has you pinned beneath him, one hand around your throat and the other one gripping your thigh.
His smile is between sadistic and loving as he pounds into you. To him you’re the definition of perfect, eyes rolled into the back of your head, drool dripping down your mouth, and your chest rising up and down.
You clench around him and he responds by a harsh thrust. He thrusts harder as hears your babbling filled moans of his name and whining wishing for him “to go harder and faster”.
The headboard is banging against the wall hard as his pace picks up. As he continues until there is cracking sound, “fuck” he says looking at the headboard. Your mind registers at what happened. Going to look up at the mess, but he pulls you down towards the end of the bed.
Making sure that you’re ok before pushing is cock back in with a hard thrust. Picking up his fast pace as if nothing happened. Intertwining his hands with yours.
“Fourth one we broke this week sweetheart, I wonder what the furniture store thinks of us”
Daichi Sawamura, Ashi Azumane, Tobio Kageyama, Tetsuro Kuroo, Kentaro Kyotani, Eita Semi, Aran Oijro, UKAI KEISHIN
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b1urryt3ars · 11 months
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Pretty boys who cant hold back how good you make them feel; whimpering out loud, gripping onto the bedsheets, pumping thier hips to match the rhythm of your hand as you touch them<33
/// KUROO, BOKUTO, Atsumu, OSAMU, Oikawa, Hinata, Goshiki, ASAHI, Yamaguchi, MATSUKAWA
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mira-miraaa · 11 months
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Subtle Touch
✧ pairing: haikyuu various x gn!reader
✧ content: 18+ mdni, characters 21+, awkward, fluff, brief mention of alcohol, not proofread
✧ note: subtle, innocent touches are the crème de la crème *chefs kiss*
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Your touch was softer than silk, gentler than a warm summer breeze. It made a nervous smile replace his playful expression. The sensation, albeit brief, lingered long after you excused yourself. To preserve the feeling, his hand covered the spot you momentarily touched. The action was likely awkward; few leave their hand on their bicep for minutes on end.
Regardless of the teasing looks from his friends, the smile remained as he replayed the short-lived interaction. They snapped him from his trance once they saw you again, urging him to go talk to you. At the idea, he turned as pale as a ghost.
A plethora of excuses left his lips - none of which were great. Nonetheless, the nervous young man tried. And he failed. His friends were not going to let him miss another opportunity. So, with a thumping heart and hopeful eyes, he shoved aside his hesitation and walked toward you.
DAICHI, SUGA, osamu, your fave <3
The consequence of drinking too much beer was making itself noticed. And no, it wasn't because he was drunk. He still had control of his senses and felt pretty confident he wouldn’t experience the worse hangover. What he was undergoing currently was far worse: he had to piss. Under normal circumstances, he would’ve headed straight to the bathroom, but he didn’t want to get up. Doing so, opened an opportunity for someone else to steal his seat. That thought alone gave him the strength to stay put. He would much rather suffer than watch as someone else sit next to you.
This was the closest he had ever been to you - literally. Thanks to his obnoxious friends sitting on the other side, you had to scoot over to make room for them on the sofa. Which meant, the right side of your body was pressed against his. And he’d be damned if the moment didn’t last.
BOKUTO, TANAKA, NISHINOYA, kuroo, atsumu
He sat as still as a statue, hands on his lap as his eyes remained glued to the movie. When others laughed, he softly chuckled unsure of what was funny. In all honesty, he had no clue about the characters' names or the plot. His attention was elsewhere. On something- or rather someone - that made his heart flutter and cheeks warm.
Unlike him, you were entranced by the storyline. He, on the other hand, couldn't stop stealing glances at you. He tried to steady his heart rate, but the effort was in vain when you shifted in your spot. You were a tad closer. Close enough that your knee touched his, sending his heart into overdrive.
SUGA, ASAHI, TADASHI, kita (if you squint)
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hugs to everyone who reads, likes, and/or reblogs
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yanderecrazysie · 4 months
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Happy Birthday Asahi! Here is a short drabble for the shy ace.
Warnings: Yandere themes, Angel! Asahi, Demon! Reader
Asahi was ready to lose his wings if it meant being with you. You may have tried to hide the fact that you were a demon- a creature that angels were supposed to loathe. 
But Asahi loved you.
You didn’t know that Asahi was an angel. He hid that fact well, making you think he was just a human.
He knew, too, that you probably cared most about taking his soul and making it your own, as demons did to humans. Asahi thought that if he had a soul, he would gladly give it up for you.
If he took your freedom away, God would take away his wings and halo, leaving him helpless and probably a demon himself.
He couldn’t help but think it may be worth it, as long as you were with him forever.
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kyuala · 2 years
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treasure's favorite places to be kissed
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hyunsuk
all over his face. yes that's cheating, no he doesn't care. loves it when you hold his face in your cupped hands and litter little kisses all over it. melts him right away.
jihoon
shoulder blades. this is very specific to a common occurrence between the two of you. when he's waking up to go to work, sitting on the edge of the bed, and you want to say good morning. or when you both just woke up from a nap on the couch and he's getting ready to get up already and the only things stopping him are your soft, warm kisses asking him to stay.
yoshi
the tip of his nose. oh boy, how that would get him blushing and melting in your arms straight away. yoshi is a simple guy: you do pure and cute things that make him feel like he was touched by an angel and he, in turn, is all yours.
junkyu
forehead. do it. it makes him feel like a big baby, all content in your arms. it's the most recommended way to make him feel better when he's upset. always looks up at you with big sparkling eyes and even subconsciously leans his head in to give you easier access to give him your kisses. it's second nature to him.
mashiho
neck. doesn't matter where, doesn't matter when; neck kisses are always welcome for mashi. if you do it while holding him around his waist, especially if you're just lazily cuddling in bed... you've got him bad.
jaehyuk
anywhere, really. jaehyuk also knows this is cheating, but he can't lie: anytime and any place you decide to kiss him is his favorite. he can't ever get enough of your kisses and will gladly take whatever you choose to give him, always anticipating where it's going to be this time. the truth, though? your lips are his favorite.
asahi
lips. sahi is another simple guy; he sees your lips, he wants to kiss them. and you'll never truly have an understanding of just how much he can't get enough of it. it's all he thinks about when he's talking to you sometimes.
yedam
jawline. hmmm he absolutely loves it when you hook your arms around the back of his neck and plant long, slow kisses along his jawline. always makes him realize how attractive he is to you and how lucky he is to have you in his arms.
doyoung
the top of his head. oh, dobby is just a sweet little angel. or at least that's what you'd think seeing how soft the little menace gets when you've got him safely in your arms and you're giving him soft little pecks on the crown of his head. oh the things he would do for your sweet, reassuring kisses...
haruto
cheek. he loves pretending to hate it and mumbling about how clingy you're being, all while offering no resistance to being pulled into your tight embrace, rosy cheeks readily waiting to be smooched by you; the loving smile he can't stop from growing on his lips never lies, though.
jeongwoo
the back of his hand. he always gets this insanely overwhelming, fuzzy feeling inside whenever you plant a kiss there while you're holding hands. it's almost like his heart could explode any second now. it makes him feel like a king.
junghwan
the corner of his lips. it's just a little more than a cheek kiss, but less than a kiss on the lips; just enough to not make him freeze and go red in the face but still get his heart racing.
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hotvinimon · 7 months
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Can you fit me in your luggage ?
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(A/N : Images are not mine. Credits to the owner. Likes, Comments and re-blogs are appreciated. Please don't steal my work. Enjoy ;)
Asahi Azumane x Female reader
Warnings - English is my second language )
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Being the girl friend of a volleyball player is all fun until he has to get set go.
"Babbbbyyyyy….."
"Yeah, darling?"
"Think you can squeeze me into that duffle bag?"
"Doubt it, babe. It's more of a baguette than a suitcase."
"But whhyyyy? Are those training camps more exciting than me??"
Like, every year, the Karasuno volleyball gang sets off to their training camps. Y/n was legit whining, trying to stop Asahi while packing.
"It's not about fun, babe, it's all about the team's quest for glory."
"But I'm gonna mmmiiisssss you."
"I'll miss you too, babe. And it's just three days. I'll be back faster than a TikTok trend."
"Three days feel like an eternity. That's like 72 hours, 4320 minutes, 259-"
"Alright, alright, I get it. You don't want me to go? Should I fake an injury?"
"Nah, it's not that. I'll just miss you, and I can't stand being away from your radiant charm."
"So, any bright ideas?"
"Can I borrow one of your hoodies?"
"How's that gonna help?" Asahi looked more lost than a volleyball in a grocery store.
"It'll smell like you, so I'll miss you less."
A crimson blush painted Asahi's face as he dashed to his closet to retrieve a hoodie.
"O-Okay, let's find you one."
"Can I choose?"
"Absolutely!"
"Yayyyy… I love you, Azu."
"I love you too, babe."
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Three days later, the training camp wrapped up, and everyone returned to school.
"Why's Asahi looking like a tomato?" Nishinoya asked Tanaka.
"I think he caught a sudden case of 'Y/n Fever," Tanaka snickered.
Little did Asahi know that they had spotted him looking ogling at Y/n sleeping soundly in class, donning the very same hoodie he'd handed her, and his face was redder than a lobster at a beachside barbecue.
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V-Chan's Dilly Dally
You can skip this part.
After 1 whole week this drabble is finally out. And I think, this is a nice way maybe. Tuesday posts for yanderes and wednesday posts for haikyuu chars. As I'm a CA student, I need time for study also.
What do you guys think of this ? Let me know in the comment section (This line is literally so cliche).
Also,
Requests are open for for any character or prompt, other that NSFW.
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intheticklecloset · 7 months
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TickleTober Day #4: Scream
Asahi and Noya (Haikyuu)
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It was a good thing it was Halloween and the entire street was filled with the sound of screams, because Asahi had Noya screaming like a madman and for once it blended in perfectly.
“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Noya begged, thrashing against the bed in a ticklish frenzy. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP ASAHI!!”
Asahi smirked down at him, checking to make sure the toy handcuffs he’d bought as a prank were holding and not chafing Noya’s wrists. “Calm down. I need to test your nerve endings before I unleash you upon the world.”
He found the spots at the back of his friend’s ribs that always got him wheezing with silent laughter. Sure enough, Noya dissolved into utter hysterics, too far gone to even care whether he was making noise or not.
After a few torturous moments Asahi let up on his assault and let Noya catch his breath, ruffling his hair and checking the handcuffs again. “Are you all right?”
“P-Plehehehease, Asa—doctor,” Noya giggled breathlessly, his keeping with the role play letting his friend know he was hanging in there. “You’ve made me too sensitive…”
“On the contrary.” Asahi got up and moved a little further down the bed, smiling at Noya’s panicked anticipatory giggles. They were playing Dr. Frankenstein and his monster, deciding to be a little more childish than usual on this festive evening.
Asahi grasped Noya’s ankle and scribbled across his foot, grinning at his friend’s resulting cackles and squirming.
“It’s imperative that I make you as sensitive as possible so that you better understand what it’s like to be a human being.”
He scratched at his toes and Noya tossed his head back and exploded into belly laughter that was a rare treat for them both. “Plehehehehehehease!”
“One final test,” Asahi mused, climbing back onto the bed and kneeling between Noya’s legs. Then he smirked and pulled out an item he’d been hiding all evening – a toy claw that they had learned was incredibly tickly to the poor libero.
Noya gasped and pulled uselessly at the handcuffs. “No!”
“Oh, yes.” Asahi firmly grasped his leg above the knee and dragged the claw along his friend’s inner thigh, and Noya let out a scream that could rival any haunted house. “I made sure to make this the most sensitive spot of all.” Then, unable to help it, he broke into an evil kind of laugh. “Mwahahahaha!”
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASAHIIIIIII!!!!”
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