#haikyuu!

[gayaest]

3rd years (updated with alt-text!)

PARAVOLLEY AU! 🏐♿️

#my art #art #fanart #haikyu #haikyuu! #haikyuu!! #paravolley #paravolleyball #sitting volleyball #anime #manga #paravolley au #sugawara koshi #daichi sawamura #asahi azumane #kiyoko shimizu #asanoya #daisuga #hq sugawara #hq daichi #hq asahi #hq kiyoko #hq #disabled art #disabled artist #disability art #paraplegic #cerebral palsy #cone dystrophy #congenital upper limb difference

[atsumwah]

about time

featuring : iwaizumi hajime

includes : you being oikawa's sister, brothers best friend trope, a teeny tiny mention of drinking, and you and makki being besties

notes : i legit put iwa and bo in the wheel name spinning thing bcs i was too indecisive to pick and iwa won three in a row....the universe apparently sided with this hunk 2day ! ignore the mistakes if you find any, i’ll fix em laterzzz :)))

being oikawa's sister had its perks.

you're instantly popular, you have boys queuing up to get your number, every girl in the school was nice to you ( though they only wanted to get closer to your brother but you didn't care honestly) so really there wasn't anything you can complain about.

except that you have the biggest crush on your brother's best friend.

it's not that he's just hot, like insanely godly hot, he's also really nice. all the years you've known iwaizumi, there wasn't a moment where he wasn't a gentleman to you, despite being together for so long people might mistake you three as siblings.

like when you were five and fell on your knees, he was the one who ran to get the first aid kit (damn your brother he did nothing but laugh, the audacity)

or when you were thirteen when you were scared to walk alone after school without oikawa because he was sick and iwaizumi offered himself up despite having his classes end way earlier than you (and continues to do so when your brother couldn't accompany you)

or when you were 21, drunk off your ass at a bar and having him pick you up, knowing that his campus was literally halfway across town but still came when he heard you sobbing at the other end of the phone.

the little things he does makes your heart flutter, toes curl and mind only filled with thoughts of him. he's the reason why your standards in men are so high and you aren't going to settle less than any of that. you weren't going to settle if it wasn't him.

even so, you're pretty sure he doesn't see you in the same light. again, you've known each other for years, you basically grew up together, so you're pretty sure he only sees you as his best friend annoying little sister (even worse, he's own little sister)

"why does he have to be like that, makki?" you whine, your head lulling to the right to rest on your best friend's shoulder.

"that being?" he teased, taking a sip from his drink as he eyed you from the side.

"you know, irresistibly hot." you gestured to iwaizumi who was working at the counter, "how am i supposed to move on if i see him everyday?"

"that's your own fault. you know he works here."

you did but that's not the point.

"still," you grumbled out, "thought i was being obvious enough. can't he just, i don't know,reject me?"

"honey, you and i both know he's oblivious as hell. i think you need to spell it out for him to get it."

you groaned, hitting your head against the table again.

"hey, what if i set you up with a guy? maybe you'll learn to move on." makki suggested.

it wasn't like the idea of meeting someone new hasn't crossed your mind before. it's just that, well, they're not him.

"did you miss the part where haji's literally perfect and most men aren't?"

"ahem."

"most men besides haji and you aren't."

"better." he said smugly before continuing. "what if i made sure he checks all your boxes, hmm? i know a lot of people."

"i don't know," you bit your lip, "i guess i trust you…"

"that's a dangerous thing to do, you know?"

your head whipped to the sound of his voice coming from behind you.

"i'm literally your best friend, dude."

"not by choice."

a chuckle escaped your lips at his bluntness.

"hey!"

"what are you talking about and why are you trusting makki with it?"

before you could even answer, makki did for you.

"we were talking about setting her up on a date," he said proudly.

"a date, huh?" he eyed you from the side, "thought you had all the boys lining up your feet, princess."

you're so unfair, hajime. 

"they're not that interesting, i guess." you said instead.

"good. keep your standards high. you can't trust men these days."

"you're literally a man."

"i'm different."

"ahem." makki not so subtly coughed again.

"like I said, i'm different—ow— i will literally kick you, makki."

you only smiled, never agreeing more with a statement. he was different, or maybe there was something different about the way you felt for him compared to anyone else. and as much as you wanted something more with him, you're smart enough to realize that that dream was way out of reach.

maybe going on a blind date wouldn't be the worst idea.

***

"i'm so gonna kill you!"

"what'd he do?" makki said on the other line.

"not only did he criticize what i ordered, he even took some of my food and didn't even ask for it! he said and i quote 'a pretty thing like you can't finish this, right?' you know i don't share food!"

"i’m sorry bout that honey. he seemed pretty cool when i talked to him before. he did looked excited when he saw a picture of you."

"ugh men. that's it, i'm just gonna wait for my prince charming to come."

"so no more blind dates?"

"nope." you clicked your tongue as you opened the door to your apartment. "thanks hiro, i did appreciate the thought. i'm gonna call it a night."

"alright, sleep tight honey."

you removed the phone lodged between your shoulder and ear before dropping through keys in the bowl next to the door.

"you're home early."

you let out a gasp at the sudden intruder, your heart calming down when you realize who it was. "my god, how did you come in?"

"you gave me the keys, dumbass." iwaizumi shook the spare keys in front of you, then settled himself on the countertop. "so how was your date?"

"how'd you know it was today?" you took off your coat and immediately went to the refrigerator, taking out a can of—well two cans— of something that would probably make you forget your date.

"makki's not one to keep quiet, you know."

"right. well, it's a lost cause you could say."

"that bad?"

"yup," you downed it down immediately, wincing at the aftertaste. "what're you doing here anyways? it's late."

"had to make sure you got back safe." he said nonchalantly, "your brother would've nagged me if something happened to you."

"i'm a big girl, hajime. i can take care of myself." you said, annoyed, though your beating heart says otherwise. "pretty sure he's dying for me to get someone. he's always saying how i'm repulsing men."

"we both know that's not true, princess," he says.

ugh there it is again. that stupid nickname that makes you weak in the knees for the man in front of you.

"yeah well…" you started, avoiding his eyes as you spoke, "i appreciate you coming to check up on me but i don't need another brother breathing down my back, alright?"

you expect him to shrug it off or to roll his eyes like oikawa would but instead you're confused at his next words.

"do i really give off that impression to you?"

you turned your head towards him. it almost sounded like he was hurt. "what do you mean?"

"nothing." he says almost instantly after that. "nothing, i just— forget i said anything." and with that he goes off to grab his coat hanging by the rack.

but you were curious. because the way he said it seemed like it was out of surprise. like it's the first time he realized that.

"wait," you grabbed his arm before he could go. "tell me what you mean by that?"

was it the booze that made you act this way too? yeah probably.

" 's doesn't matter. forget it, alright?" he makes a move to leave but tug his arm out. you hold on tighter.

"tell me." you say, persistently. "i’m not letting you go until you tell me. i'll jump on your back right now even."

"let go."

"for someone bigger than my brother you sure are a wimp."

"are you trying to provoke me?"

"is it working?" you said before adding, "wimp."

"it's not working."

you pouted. "it always works with tooru."

"that's because he has a huge ego." he let out a yelp when you actually fulfilled your threat by jumping on his back. "hey, get off!"

"not until you tell me!" you locked your legs around him with your arms around his neck to stay determined. "this usually works on tooru too. only it involves a lot more hair pulling." you said triumphantly, before realizing how close your face has gotten to his. apparently he noticed it too judging by how wide his eyes are and how red he looks up close.

"if i tell you, you might hate me." he whispers, words only for you to hear.

"i could never hate you." that's ridiculous. you were literally in love with him, hello?

he looked uncertain, but eventually gave in when you were still stubborn to let him go.

“...i like you, y/n."

pardon?

"if you're messing with me, i will pull your hair out." you managed to say.

"please don't. mine doesn't grow as fast as your shitty brother."

"you're…for real then?"

"yes."

"then why would you think i hate you?"

iwaizumi winced, like the next few words were gonna be painful. "you said you think of me as a brother."

"because i thought you only saw me as a sister!" you blurted out.

"what?" his big saucer eyes matching your own. "what're you saying?"

"i'm in love with you." you bit your lip and continued on. "i've been in love with you ever since i can remember."

there. it was finally out, no takesies backsies. honestly it felt good to have that in the open. it was like ripping off a bandaid, painful but at the same time, relieving.

but then panic set in when he didn't say anything for a solid minute.

you watched as his face slowly turned red till the tip of his ears and his mouth opening, closing, as if still figuring out what to say. his hands moved first, slowly taking you off of his back and turning your body so you were now hugging him from the front, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

"so… we like each other?" he says, lips unbelievably close to your own.

"apparently."

"so if i wanted to kiss you, your would say…" he trails off, eyes solely focusing on your lips.

"i'd say it's about damn time, haji." you mimicked his movements.

"about damn time," he mutters before claiming your lips with his.

about damn time indeed.

#haikyuu fluff #iwaizumi fluff #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x y/n #iwaizumi imagines #iwaizumi drabble #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi fanfic #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu! #hq fluff #hq iwaizumi

[freakurodani]

when you know someone has the hands of a god, how can you not worship them?

#kagehina #hinata shoyo #hinata shouyou #kageyama tobio #hq!! #haikyuu! #conspiracy lvl: art

[shimonerin]

Words Bubble Up Like Soda Pop

Content: You and Iwaizumi walking home together and sharing a soda pop under the early evening sky

Tags: casual intimacy, slight pining, fluff, slice of life

Words: 1.4k

A/N: Was hoping i could write the scene more visually but alas im not that good TvT

The sky was filled with a kaleidoscope of orange, violet, and pink hues mixing together in a perfect gradient sunset. You twisted the key into the knob, locking Seijoh’s court after another long practice. As the team’s manager, the coach entrusted you to lock after every practice, which means you have to stay behind until everyone’s done with whatever business they have inside.

It wasn’t ideal for you to go home so late but on the other hand, Iwaizumi’s presence seems to make your after-school journey less exhausting to the soul. Usually, you’d walk home with Oikawa as well but an emergency came up, and you’re left with his intimidating best friend.

Putting the keys back to one of the pockets in your bag, you turned to Iwaizumi with a small smile “You know you don’t have to wait for me.”

“It’s nothing.” He mumbled, simply staying quiet as he had his hands in his pockets “You ready to go?”

“Mhm-hm” You nodded with a hum, catching up to him as the two of you exited the school gates. The walk home was silent, with only the sounds of birds chirping and the wind blowing against your hair filling the space.

You purse your lips together, thoughts running inside your head and wondering why Iwaizumi is taking the time out of his day to walk with you, even when Oikawa’s not in the scene. You’d always assumed he only tags along because of him.

While you were lost in your thoughts and staring at the wide array of green land and villages just underneath, Hajime would glance over at you every once in a while. You looked…very pretty. Your hair was flying in the cool night’s breeze and your steps were so light, compared to his rather rugged ones.

“Are you done with the reading material?” You casually started the conversation, which made him jump a little bit in his skin. He wasn’t always so good with small talk.

“Uh, no…” He muttered, quickly averting his gaze from you and turned to face the ground “I’ll probably do it tomorrow. It’s not due for a bit anyways.” He says, rather dismissively, but you were used to it. Ever so cool and hot-headed at the same time, softer around you and rough with the others.

You nodded in understanding, tilting your head ever so slightly at him “Yeah? Well, you always seem to get it done one way or another so you don’t have to worry.” You say before lightly elbowing him at the arm in a playful way “If I don’t get it done tonight, I won’t have the energy to do it tomorrow. And the thought of having to cram that by morning sounds horrifying to me.”

Iwaizumi wore a small smirk on his face, looking you over quickly before turning his attention back to the road in front of him “At least you’re disciplined enough. That’ll get you far, you know?”

“I hope so.” You shrugged

He would stay silent again after that, not really sure what else to say. The both of you were always so awkward with each other sometimes, even when you’ve known each other for as long as Oikawa can talk.

You can hear the cicadas tick and the pale light emitted by the fireflies as you come across a vending machine near a fork on the road, stopping you in your tracks.

“Do you want anything from the vending machine?” He suddenly asked in a low voice, focusing on the way you were eyeing the vending machine. You purse your lips and nod as you try to fish out your wallet from the pockets of Seijoh’s university jacket “Yeah, I’m really thirsty.”

“Hold on…” Iwaizumi would reply before he slowly approached you and grabbed his wallet out of his own pockets. He’d look over the colorful variety of drinks inside and try to figure out what you were looking at “What do you want? I’ll get it for you.”

With his back turned towards you and leaning down to look through the options, you were thankful he wouldn’t be able to see the way your face heats up. You exclaimed, taking your place beside him “Hey, I didn’t tell you that you could do that! ”

He paused when you took your place beside him, a lump in his throat forming having you so close to him and giving him a chance to take a whiff of your lingering faint perfume. He grumbled out a response, his back was a little tense as he attempted to straighten it “Just let me get it for you.”

You looked at him with a slightly worried expression on your face “Are you sure?” You asked him, clutching the hem of your jacket against the cold wind.

He could feel his face softening for you before turning it into a small scowl, as if switching back to default once he feels himself slipping away “I said that I don’t mind! So, stop refusing, alright?” He’d scold you with his signature gruff in his voice. You were sure nothing could sway him so you sighed in defeat “Okay, okay. I’ll, uhm, I’ll get the strawberry soda.”

You pointed towards the light pink bottled drink on the fifth shelf. Iwaizumi scooted closer and pressed the buttons for you before hearing the whirring of the machine followed by the clanging of the soda drop on the compartment. He would open the can with a twist of his thumb and hand you your drink “Careful, it’s cold.”

You took the open can from him, your fingers grazing over his “Thank you so much.” You chuckled and looked up at him “Aren’t you getting one for yourself?”

He’d shake his head, escaping your eyes once more “No, I’m fine.” He wished he wasn’t as nonchalant with you as he thought he would be. But, God, he didn’t want to accidentally mess up. He’s not Oikawa, for fuck’s sake.

Your eyes shone like the small sparkling stars in the sky, your smile brighter than any street lamp in this small town. He’d have to catch himself from sighing and instead opted to clear his throat and leaned at the metal frame of the vending machine, looking away.

The fork on the road nearby is where you always split up after walking them home. Tonight, it doesn’t seem like the two of you have any plans of going there yet. The promise of staying within each other’s presence very much filled the air with tense anticipation.

Taking a large gulp of the fizzy pink drink, you heave out a sigh “It’s a crescent moon tonight.” Iwaizumi followed your gaze and noticed just how beautiful it looked. The clouds covering up parts of the moon gives it a rather mysterious charm to it.

It wasn’t as breathtaking as you, though. Somehow, someway, he’d feel himself gravitating towards you more. The way your eyes would adorably squint back at the moon because of your poor eyesight and maybe the way your hair would fall on your bare face.

How could you just stand there and look so…mesmerizing to him. You’re so oblivious to it and it’s annoying him.

“You should get going.” He broke the silence, walking you over to the fork on the road “Wouldn’t want you to miss dinner.”

You sway your hands over to him, shaking your head, your cheeks tinted with the palest pink flush “It’s fine, it’s fine. But, uh, yeah I think it’s getting a little late.”

Before waving you off like he always does, he turned his body towards yours and, unexpectedly, tousled your hair with a soft grunt. The contact ran a tingle up your spine and you found yourself holding your breath in his presence.

Iwaizumi couldn’t feel the words coming out as he wanted them to, feeling it stuck up in his throat. You were waiting and he’s making himself look like an idiot.

His words get stuck in his throat like a dying soda pop, bubbling with no resolution or release. His face burns and his heart starts beating quickly when you look at him like that but the words are just out of reach.

"I'll...I'll, uhm, see you tomorrow, I guess." He'd finally utter out, although in a rather choked up way. His flustered state had you chuckling to yourself but you dare not tease him about it.

"Alright, I'll see you too." You say, waving him off and walking away, but not before looking back with a smile "Can I buy you soda tomorrow?"

A small soft smirk plastered on his face.

"I'll take the blue raspberry one, then."

#haikyuu! #haikyuu #hq #iwaizumi hajime #hajime iwaizumi #iwaizumi x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu iwaizumi #hq iwaizumi #hq fluff #haikyuu fluff #hq imagines #haikyuu imagines

[hinata-boke]

Drawing a randomly generated Haikyuu character (almost) every day until I give up   21. Ukai Ikkei

#haikyuu #haikyuu! #haikyuu fanart #ukai ikkei #my art #thisll make more sense later maybe #1hqaday

[mxomo]

little thief ♡︎ bokuto kōtarō

You catch Bokuto with something he shouldn't have in his pocket. c/w: panty sniffing, degradation, lil shy perv bokuto a/n: happy valentine's day everyone, enjoy boyfriend bokuto ԅ(≖⌣≖ԅ)

Bokuto is a little sneak perv and nobody can tell me otherwise

Absolutely loves pissing you off in bed, whether by being a tease or being a sexual deviant

Definitely sniffs your panties when you’re not looking. Has been doing this the entire duration of your relationship

You know how much the man starves for the puss but no idea as to the actual level of attachment he had for yours in particular

It wasn’t until one particular incident that you later realised a pattern of panties disappearing and reappearing on the same timeline as your partner’s work schedule (￣▽￣)

“Why are my favourite panties in your pocket?”

You knew you hadn’t been seeing things when you saw a little flash of purple emerging from Kōtarō’s jacket pocket. Purple wasn’t a colour often found in his colour palette, and you’d been looking for your favourite pair of lace bootyshorts. The cheek of him.

You stared expectantly at your boyfriend, raising a brow as you waited for him to speak. It was rare that you saw your overly confident other half quiet, so you knew he must’ve really been embarrassed if his silence and pink cheeks were anything to go by. Bokuto wasn’t expecting to get caught, after all, and with his tendency to have an incredibly big mouth, he supposed it would be best to not say anything at all.

“You were going to sniff them,” you said matter-of-factly.

Bokuto shook his head ‘no’, even though he knew you’d see right through it. He wasn’t sure why he was denying it, considering how incredibly fucking obvious it was, but his embarrassment at getting caught stopped him from being honest.

“What, you were gonna take my worn panties and you’re telling me you weren’t going to be smelling them? You’re a liar and a little pervert. Who knew?” You shoved the panties you’d found over his head, making sure to drag the crotch area to cover his nose. “Smell them. Wasn’t that what you wanted? Don’t you want to do it in front of me?”

He tried to grab you by the wrist, shaking his head in dual effort to get them off and deny, deny, deny. “It’s not that, baby, I’m sorry, I’ve just gotta go. Everyone is waiting-“

“Oh no you don’t," you cut him off sharply, yanking your hands out of his grasp and grabbing his arm yourself, dragging him to the living room. "You can tell them you are running late because you’re a little perv who got caught stealing panties to sniff.”

“I-I'm sorry, baby, it's not what you think-"

“Aren’t you sharing a room this time?" Your tirade continued. You pushed on his shoulders, causing him to fall back onto your large couch and you maneouvered him so he was lying on his back. Kōtarō at this point was resigned to letting you do what you want, his embarrassment levels too high to truly function properly even though he really, really needed to leave or he would be late for the coach the team were due to travel to their next training camp on. "Your teammates are going to be there and you still want to jack off with the smell of my pussy? You don’t have any shame, do you?”

You swung your leg over his head, pushing your current pair of panties aside and planting your clit right into his mouth, holding his head in place and grinding. He instinctively gripped onto your thighs, wrapping his arms around them and pulling you closer. If this was his punishment, he thought, then he'd take it. Yes please, he would take gladly.

“Eat. Don’t you dare wash your face. If you want to be a little perv, then be a little perv. You can smell my pussy all day.”

masterlist

#*smut #*hq #bokuto x you #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you smut #bokuto x reader smut #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto koutaro x you #bokuto koutaro x reader smut #bokuto koutaro x you smut #hq! #haikyuu! #haikyuu! smut #haikyuu smut #smut #haikyuu writing #bokuto smut #bokuto koutarou smut #haikyuu brainrot #*nsfw #bokuto

[madokackerman]

#oikawa torū #oikawa toru #oikawa tooru #oikawa #oikawa x reader #haikyu headcanons #haikyuu! #haikyuu #haikyu #haikyuu!!

[slicesofapple]

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single volleyball idiot in possession of a volleyball must be in want of another volleyball idiot.

#haikyuu! #insert whatever HQ ship you want #oikage #kageoi #kagehina #kagehina probably most even though that's not usu my thing lmao #ushioi #oiushi #atsuoi #oiatsu #bokuoi #oiboku #bokuroo

[myndless88]

A sign of affection

#KageHina #KagaKuro #Haikyuu! #Kuroko no Basuke #Kuroko no Basket

[atsumwah]

shopping with you

featuring : various characters !

notes : just fluff babes all fluff <33

☆ he's the kind to hold your bag. like your handbag, sling bag, any bag you have, he'll take it out from your hands and hold it like his own. and when you're done paying, he takes the plastic bag quickly before you could reach it. mans carries 6 bags all by himself and would still hold your hand while you're walking.

— AKAGI, bokuto, SUGA, DAICHI, ennoshita, atsumu, osamu, ARAN, terushima, IWAIZUMI.

☆ the kind that finds a spot to sit and waits for you. he doesn't do crowded places but he still wants to be with you so he lets you do your own thing, like trying on clothes or finding your shoe size and he just waits patiently at the side. he'll give you his feedback of course but other than that he won't really participate. he will pay for it though no matter how hard you resist.

— SAKUSA, kenma, tsukishima, asahi, kageyama, yaku, suna, semi, KYOTANI, yaku.

☆ your hype man. he knows what looks good on you and he'll actively participate in helping you shop. there's a dress he thinks you look stunning in? he'll be the one who pushes you in the dressing room. if something you like ran out, he'll drag you to another store until you find something. would not let you leave empty handed.

— noya, TANAKA, BOKUTO, hinata, kuroo, konoha, TERUSHIMA, oikawa, HANAMAKI, tendou.

☆ follows you around like a lost puppy. he has no idea what to do but what he knows for sure is that he can't be away from you. and frankly he likes seeing your eyes light up when you shop—it's just adorable. and even if he's standing beside you, holding onto a pile of clothes you're taking with you to try on, there's no place he'd rather be.

—yamaguchi, AKAASHI, lev, KITA, hinata, ushijima, matsukawa, yahaba.

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #hq fluff #hq hcs #hq headcanons #hq scenarios #atsumu fluff #suna fluff #matsukawa fluff #oikawa fluff #hinata fluff #hinata shoyo #haikyuu! #haikyuu matsukawa #haikyuu!! #haikyuu imagines

[iluvghoullz]

It's not necessarily that he's a fan of PDA, but rather his tunnel vision on you makes it hard to see anyone else, especially in public. He'll start to make out with you in public before you have to tell him you're at his parents house. He's accidentally followed you to the bathroom more than once because he forgot you're hanging out with friends and not on a date together.But ofc he means well and you aren't necessarily unhappy with the affection:)

IZUKU MIDORIYA!!, shoyo, shinsou, sunarin, todoroki, gojo, itadori 😊

#haikyuu #hq #haikyuu! #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #hinata shoyo x reader #haikyuu hinata x reader #hinata x reader #shoyo x reader #bnha #mha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou x reader #mha shinsou #bnha shinsou #izuku midoria x reader #izuku x reader #mha izuku #haikyuu suna #haikyuu suna x reader #suna rintaro x reader #bnha todoroki #todoroki x reader #jjk #satoru gojo #gojo x reader #yuji itadori #yuuji x reader

[quirrrky]

like/share if you save. please credit if you use 😭💗

#yes I redraw kuroo with a hint of abs 👌 #got lazy on redrawing oiks hair lmaooo #kuroo #oikawa #kuroo tetsurou #oikawa tooru #tooru oikawa #tetsurou kuroo #haikyuu #haikyuu! #haikyuu!! #manga coloring

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

YKWIM

Satori Tendou x Female!Reader

Warnings: Language, Angst, Reader was really just trying to help Tendou through some rough times and Tendou snapped at her >:(, sad Tendou

Word Count: 2.7k

Author's Note: Hi everyone! I've noticed that everyone really liked the Tendou smut I posted a couple of days ago and I've been so happy to see the reblogs and likes that its gotten! I've been recovering from being sick for the past six days and I don't know why I'm on such a Satori kick lately! He's a huge comfort character for me I feel, so I wrote SO MANY fics for him. I'll post them all and then I'll move on from posts about him, I'm sorry😭 Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this angst! Feel free to send in an ask if you have a request or even just some feedback:)

Author's note pt.2: I listened to YKWIM by Yot Club while I was writing this, so you can tell why my title is the name of the song hehe lolol. I reccommend listening to it while you read, I find that it really adds on to the atmosphere at the beginning of this :)

~Mod Shoyo

“How long has Tendou-senpai been like this?” A worried Goshiki spoke up.

Semi sighed. “Since he snapped at Y/N the other day.”

Tendou looked like a mess. His normally spiked hair was disheveled and limp. The bags under his eyes got darker. (which mostly everyone thought was impossible) His ruby eyes were puffy and bloodshot. No one knew what to do or how to help him. But Tendou didn’t want any help. He just wanted his apology to be accepted finally so he can have her back. He needed her back.

“He snapped at Y/N?” Reon queried in disbelief. “Man, I wonder what got him so riled up,”

Goshiki looked at his upperclassman with teary eyes. He’d never seen Tendou look so dejected, so depressed. Tendou was always the morale booster. He was the teammate to make everyone feel better and to lift them up. But who was going to make him feel better?

Their middle blocker had lost his smile. 

Ushijima stared at Satori from the opposite side of the court. His eyes held the same monotone nature that most people assumed, but in reality, he was actually worried for his friend. Wakatoshi shifted his gaze to the left and noticed the rest of the players just staring at the guess blocker from afar. Nothing was going to change if someone didn’t at least try and help. As the player that Tendou was closest to, Ushijima took it upon himself to make the first move.

“Satori-san,” Tendou looked up, his eyes widening slightly when Ushijima stood in front of him. “You’re going to severely hurt your back if you keep slouching. You should get some rest.”

Tendou looked down at the floor and sniffled. Tears welled up in his eyes for the umpteenth time and fell onto the gym floor. Ushijima didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know how Tendou liked to be comforted in times like this. Hell, he’d never thought he would ever see him like this in the first place.

“Come on Satori, let’s get you some water.” Ushijima blurted out.

Tendou walked away with the ace of Shiratorizawa, sniffling and letting his sobs rack his shoulders a bit louder now. Once they made it to the vending machine closest to the gym, Ushijima pulled out some loose coins from the pocket of his jacket and paid for water. Tendou looked at his reflection in the glass of the machine and sighed.

“I made her cry Wakatoshi-kun,” Tendou admitted. He shut his eyes tightly and let out another sob. “I made her cry.”

Ushijima remained silent. “She was just trying to help and I made her cry.” While most figured the only thing that was ever on Ushijima’s mind was volleyball, he actually was very attentive to the ones close to him. Tendou being one of them.

He knew all about Y/N. Tendou liked to talk about her a lot. She was a manager for Karasuno, Ushijima had actually seen her in person and got introduced to her when they played Karasuno in a match. Tendou was on fire that day. He was trying so hard to impress Y/N, and while Ushijima could argue that she served as a distraction for the guess blocker, she actually fueled him to play his best. Everything about Y/N brought out the best in him, and Ushiwaka knew how much she meant to his friend. He felt horrible for him.

Tendou was in a slump. That was easy for Y/N to notice the second she walked into his dorm to visit him. Her eyes softened at the sight of her boyfriend looking so glum. She dropped everything she had brought with her right next to his door and rushed over to him.

“Tori, what’s the matter love?” She cooed, sitting next to him on his bed. Tendou just stayed quiet. This was worse than she thought. “Do you need anything?”

Tendou sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I need space.”

Y/N’s heart dropped to her stomach. “Sp-Space?” Did he just need a few minutes of alone time? Or did he need space away from her completely, from their relationship? Y/N tried to not let her overthinking get the best of her, but the way he phrased his answer really didn’t help that at all.

“What?” That’s all that she could muster up. Ask him to repeat himself; ask him for clarification. 

An annoyed growl left Tendou’s lips and he stood up from his bed. Y/N straightened her posture and jumped at how suddenly he moved away from her.

“Space! I need you to not breathe down my neck and ask me a million questions like you always do! I need you to leave me alone so I can sort through all the shit that's going on right now!”

Y/N was shocked. She was paralyzed and found it difficult to move her limbs. “T-Tendou whatever it is, I’m here for you! You’re not alone,”

“That’s the thing, Y/N.” Using her first name rather than the million pet names he had given her always did something to her. Hearing him use it in such a vain and angry tone was enough to make tears well up in her eyes. “You can’t just let me sort these out on my own. You always have to squeeze yourself into the midst of the problem and I just want five fucking minutes where you just shut the hell up and stop asking me so many fucking questions!”

He was yelling now. His voice was echoing throughout the room, even worse, his words were echoing in her mind. Did she really annoy him that much? Pester him with so many questions that he could never think straight? Did that mean he lied to her whenever he told her how much she’s helped him work through issues?

She’d never heard him so angry before. “Tendou, why didn’t you just tell me?” He scoffed and adorned a smile on his face despite his anger.

“Because I have a million other fucking things on my plate, Y/N. God for fucks sake, are you really that stupid?" Her heart stung with that one.

"That school in France I applied to? Rejected me. I haven’t heard back from any of the safety schools, I don’t have the money even with a scholarship to make it to my culinary school, and I can’t find any jobs right now that are gonna hire me in time to make the payment! The least of my worries right now is telling you that you ask me too many questions and fucking hound me like a lap dog trying to get answers and reassurance out of me!”

Y/N burst into tears, her sniffles now joining the sounds of his anguish. She wiped at her eyes vigorously (Something she did because she hated when people watched her cry).

 “Dear god, stop with the tears already.”

If looks could kill, Tendou would be gutted, sliding against the wall of his room drowning in his own blood. The tears burned as they slid down Y/N’s face. The second Satori finished his sentence, he saw her heart shatter right before his very eyes. He didn’t have the right mindset to calm down and realize what he had just done. His chest was heaving with anger, but the look on Y/N’s face was finally snapping him back to reality.

She couldn’t even bring herself to say another word. She simply stood up from his bed and went to the front of his door where she had dropped all of her things. She picked everything up off the floor and opened the door.

“I’m going home. I’ll give you your fucking space.” She choked out. 

She slammed the door to his room behind her and he could hear her footsteps retreating. He sank to the floor and brought his knees up to his chest, burying his face in his hands as he sobbed into his palms. His shoulders were racking with cries. He let out harsh screams into his hands and cursed at himself for hours. He fell asleep on the floor, phone in his hand. 

He was waiting for her to text him that she had made it to her house safely, but it never came.

Ushijima sighed. As the water fell into the crater at the bottom of the vending machine, his tall figure stooped down to grab it and hand it to Tendou. He popped the cap open for him and shoved it in front of his face.

“Drink this. It’ll help you calm down.”

Tendou let out a shaky sigh and took a sip from the bottle with quivering lips, even as he sipped on the drink, he was sniffling and tears were still gliding down his cheeks. The red head lowered the bottle and now just held the cold drink in his clammy hands.

“You need to apologize to Y/N.” Ushijima stated. “What you said really hurt her feelings and not apologizing is what’s keeping you like this.”

Tendou sniffled. “I can’t lose her Wakatoshi. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I- I let bad habits from my past push her away from me.”

A soft grunt left Ushijima. Tendou looked up at his best friend with a newfound respect. “Go apologize to her. That’s what will make her realize that she misses you as much as you do her.”

Ushijima went back into the gym and left Tendou by himself. The silence gave him the willpower to realize that Ushijima was right. He needed to show her that he’s been a mess ever since he made her cry and he needed to get her back.

Tendou was quickly on the next bus to Karasuno. He knew that she would be at the practice helping them. So would the entire team, but they were an obstacle he was willing to overcome to get to her. The bus hissed and the brakes squeaked as he rushed off. He dashed over to the Karasuno gym. His ears rang with the sounds of volleyballs hitting the waxed gym floor. He threw the door open and the sound alone was enough to get everyone’s attention.

Tendou bowed quickly. “I need to speak with Y/N,” He blurted out. “Please.”

Y/N looked at him with wide eyes.

“You have got a LOT of fucking nerve to show up here after what you did Satori,” Daichi scowled from across the gym.

“Coach,” Y/N bowed. “I’m so sorry for the interruption. May I be excused for just a couple minutes?”

Ukai turned and looked at Tendou. He couldn’t help but think about how much this kid looked like shit. Serves him right for being the reason Y/N showed up to practice so sad. Not even Ukai could bear to look at her looking the way she did.

“You let us know if you need some help, alright? I’ll send Noya and Tanaka out there if you need anything.”

Noya and Tanaka puffed their chests out and walked their manager over to Tendou. Once she stepped out the door, Tanaka grabbed Tendou by the collar of the black hoodie he was wearing. Noya scowled and got up in Tendou’s face.

“Listen here, if she comes in here looking half as bad as she did a couple days ago, we will beat you into a fucking pulp.” Tanaka threatened,

“Our manager means everything to us, so the second that I hear a sniffle or a tear drop hit the floor, you better count the fucking seconds you have left before we beat your ass. And that’s a promise from the whole team.” Noya growled.

Tendou cleared his throat. He had so many smart comments to say to the two second years. But right now, the only thing that mattered was that he got to talk to Y/N.

“I’m here to set things right. I know how much she means to you monster children, but she means more to me. Now fucking let go of me,”

Tanaka shoved Tendou out of his grip and watched with narrow eyes as he stepped outside with Y/N. Contrary to popular assumption, the entire Karasuno team, including the coaches, went to the windows to listen in on their manager's conversation with Tendou. It was so wrong of them, and all of them knew that, but not only did they wanna make sure Y/N was okay, they needed to hear how apologetic that cocky Shiratorizawa blocker really was.

“Paradise, I came here to tell you how sorry I am about the other night. For me to push all of that frustration and fear onto you wasn’t right of me at all and you didn’t deserve to be yelled at the way you were.” Tendou began. “The second I saw those tears fall from your eyes I knew I fucked up. I-I was just so angry and I fell back into my old habit of just pushing everyone away. Now that I have you, I understand that I can’t do that anymore.”

Y/N looked up into his bloodshot orbs. He was being so sincere, she was glad he finally realized he fucked up. But she wasn’t going to just forgive him without speaking about what was on her mind. He needed to feel like shit for what he put her through.

“Thank you for finally speaking up about it. I was waiting for you to apologize.” She admitted. “Look, I know that I can get annoying with the questions I ask, I’ll give you that. But what you need to understand is that I’m throwing everything aside in my life, EVERYTHING, just so I can find solutions to your problems. All I ever want is to help you Satori, and for you to just blow up at me and fucking tell me you need space? You can’t tell me that there wasn’t room for me to think that you wanted to break up with me.”

Tendou froze. She really thought he was breaking up with her? Maybe that’s why she was as upset as she was, and why his words stung as much as they did. She thought that he was leaving her.

“I’m glad you realized that you were wrong. And thank you for apologizing to me. But I need to know that something like this isn’t going to happen again.”

Tendou stammered. For once, there was no snarky comment, no immediate answer for what she was asking of him. The middle blocker looked down at his feet, then he met her eyes.

“I’ll communicate with you more. I should’ve told you about my schools and everything and letting it build up wasn’t good at all. I’m going to be more upfront with you even about the things I’m scared to talk about. I can’t lose you Y/N, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me; you’re my paradise.”

Her heart melted at his words. “I promise you, I will never ever make tears fall from those pretty eyes ever again. It broke my heart to see you leave so angry at me, and it hurt me even more to know that it was my fault. Please, please forgive me.”

She paused. Tears welled up in her eyes once more and Tendou’s face fell. She missed him so much and it had taken her so long to not go and find him, to grovel at his feet and apologize for leaving him the way she did.

She threw her arms around him and buried her face into his chest. He placed his head onto the top of her head and squeezed her tightly. He missed her so much. 

“I missed you 'Tori,” She mumbled into his hoodie. “I’m so sorry,”

“Don’t apologize paradise, I’m just glad to have you back now. For good.”

Tendou lifted her chin up towards him and stooped down to place his lips onto hers. The slight chap on his lips meant nothing to her, she was just glad that she had her Satori back. She missed how his lips molded with hers. He missed having someone to run to when he was feeling down.

She was his everything. And he was so glad to not have lost her.

#anime #anime x reader #haikyuu! #haikyuu one shot #haikyuu drabble #haikyuu third years #x reader #female reader #fanfiction #tendou #satori tendou #tendou angst #shiratorizawa angst #ushijima #tendou x reader #satori tendou x reader #karasuno #daichi #nishinoya #tanaka #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu angst #angst #middle blocker #tendou x y/n #haikyuu x y/n

[lovemetsumu]

baby, can’t you see? ; miya atsumu x f!reader

˚₊ ⸝⸝ ⟶ tags: bestfriend!atsumu, sfw, one-sided pining, fluff, unrequited love, hurt, slight(?) angst, slow burn(?), not happy ending (room for part two), lots of unsaid feelings, regret, reader is an airhead, pre-time skip to post-time skip, contains manga spoilers.

˚₊ ⸝⸝ ⟶ word count: 1.5k+

˚₊ ⸝⸝ ⟶ notes: been listening to taylor swift’s folklore and evermore a lot lately that i got so motivated and inspired to write again after three(?) years so this fic is dedicated to her <3

you’ve always seen him as your best friend. you and atsumu go way back to when you were in high school. the two of you were classmates, being coincidentally placed in the same section in your last year at inarizaki. you were sat next to him as you both have surnames starting with the same letter (because, of course, your professor wanted you to be alphabetically arranged), and eventually becoming best friends with him and his circle of friends (mainly his twin brother and suna, and the inarizaki men’s volleyball team).

he always wants you to come along when the group goes out together (with you being a massive lazy person preferring to go home). he’d be dramatic about it. he’ll make that stupid face with a pout, fake-cry, and would plead—beg even, and told you, “how ‘bout this, i’ll go with ya to your house and leave that damned bike of yours, then come ride with me. i have plenty of space here in front for ya, hmm?”, then you think about it.

you didn’t seem to notice how atsumu held his breath in that moment as his nails dug through his palms, raking his brain for lost prayers and thought, ‘please, please, please, say yes.’ atsumu looks at you in suspense waiting for your answer, ‘just this one time,’ he follows. though that’s not true. he’d beg for you to come every single time if he’ll have to.

seconds go by, then a minute or two, and you finally said, “fine, but i don’t want to hear you complaining that you’re tired ‘tsumu.” his grin broke out and his arms were suddenly around you—spinning you—like a scene straight out of a movie. atsumu puts you down and ruffles your hair, “c’mon, what’cha waiting for?” while wearing the brightest smile you’ve ever seen on him.

time flies when you’re having fun, people say, because the sky is dark and stars are out and atsumu told your friends he would bring you home and for them to go on without the both of you. so for now, it’s just you and him riding through the country lanes.

the night is quiet, calming, and serene, neither the two of you talked as you pass the plains of hyogo illuminated under moonlight. you were tired, exhausted, choosing to rest in between his arms as your back pressed against his chest, and atsumu thanks the heavens that you’re tired, because if you weren’t, then you would notice how fast his heart is beating, how his breath trembles, and how his lips slightly quiver—all of that from just being close in proximity with you. so when atsumu finally got home he went straight to his room and laid on his bed. he closed his eyes and hoped, wished, and prayed that he could forever live in that perfect moment in time.

but then you’ve always seen him as your best friend, even now when he’s a pro-player for the MSBY black jackals. atsumu invited you to an after-game party the team would throw when they won, and besides, his teammates were dying to meet the girl atsumu was always talking about.

“ya’ ready to come in?” atsumu asked, waiting for you to nod before he opened the door to bokuto’s penthouse—the host for tonight.

“don’t shake omi-kun’s hand, he’s a germaphobe and would leave you hanging,” he tells you as you both navigated the crowd with his hands placed at your back—not wanting you to get strayed from him. he leans in again towards your ear so that the music wouldn’t drown out his words, “ignore both hinata and bokuto when they’re trying to pull you in to their antics,” he pulls away and you laugh.

“you’re mean ‘tsumu,” you say as you lightly slap his arm.

“i’m serious,” he stated before he finally spots them at the second floor railings above the mezzanine. he guided you up the stairs to where his teammates were and introduces you as his best friend, trying not to frown at the word because it reminded him of his place in your life. though, he knows it’s his fault for being too scared to confess, scared you don’t feel the same, but at same time scared that you like him too because if the two of you ever got in a relationship and break up, he’ll lose you forever, so he continues to choose the path in which you’ll always be with him.

atsumu stayed by your side for the entirety of the party. he would always make sure to include you in the conversations and in the photographs being taken. he’d notice when you were being quiet and would ask if you’re tired and would want to call it a night. you shake your head and smile, and he’d put his arms over your shoulder and pulls you towards him, making sure you’re comfortable and never feeling left out.

and after the party atsumu made sure to bring you home safely to your apartment. he walks you up to your door; the both of you drunkenly laughing in the late hours of the night as you recall highlights of earlier’s event. you reach your steps and he stands right in front of you at your apartment door. atsumu stills for a second, eyes hazy with a lopsided smile, “what?” you ask dragging the word, and he just shakes his head and pulls you in for a tight embrace. atsumu kisses your forehead—like he always does when parting ways with you—and his lips linger a little, breathing you in at the same time. ‘she smells so good’ that’s what he thought. you were filling him in every sense that he almost says those three words, thinking this is the perfect time while you’re there in his arms. but you spoke out, “take care when you drive home ‘tsumu,” so he steps back and smiles, “i will.”

you come inside and close your door just as he starts his car engine. atsumu sighs frustratedly and runs his hands through his hair, wondering when will he ever have the courage to tell you face-to-face, so instead he honked his horn three times before driving—signifying the unsaid words that hang from his lips.

and after all that you’ve always seen him as your best friend. even when he pulls up at your office building post-practice on valentines day. he told you through text that he wants to eat at osamu’s onigiri miya, ‘my treat’, he said and would fetch you after work.

you got in his car and sat at the passenger seat, making yourself comfortable as you greeted him in all smiles, “happy valentines!” you say and he returned your greeting, “yer’ gifts in the console,” he said while driving, and as expected, it was your favorite starbucks drink. he would buy that for you every valentines day since the day you met him, ‘casual gift’, that’s what he always told you. but then he’d buy you a thousand roses if the circumstances were different.

“like clockwork ‘tsumu,” you smiled and kissed him on the cheek, “and that’s my gift for you.”

he lets out a chuckle as an attempt to cover up the change in his tone, how hard his grip was on the steering wheel, how his vision seems to blur, or how everything ceased to exist except for the ghost of your lips on his skin. you do this every damn valentine’s after he gives you your drink. he thought he came prepared, but no, because he realized it’ll always hit him like the first time.

and when he was finally eating osamu’s famous onigiri he steals a look at you, thinking that he wouldn’t spend valentines day any other way, though it will be a million times better if this isn’t just casual.

but something changed that day and it strikes you without warning as you laid in bed—sleep not dawning even when it’s way past twelve. you ask yourself, ‘have i only seen him as my best friend?’ you thought about everything atsumu has ever done for you, how he treats you differently compared to other people, how his eyes light up brighter for you, smiles wider for you, and his mood seems happier for you. his lingering hugs, longing stares, hell, his ‘casual’ gifts holds all the answers.

so now gone are the days when you’ve only seen atsumu as your best friend, eight years after you first met him. you’re in the crowd of his game—japan vs argentina—with atsumu playing for the national olympic team. he’s a monster in court and you’re left blown away for every set or serve that he does, and even with all of that, he never fails to spot you amidst the thousands of people watching him. so when the game was finally over you ran to him and he picked you right up and spun you around—just like when you were back in high school.

“i’m so proud of you ‘tsumu,” you whispered.

“i wouldn’t be here without ya’.”

but you couldn’t prepare yourself for the ache that would come a week after as he introduces you to a girl, “we just started dating,” he said. atsumu has never told you about a girl before and him presenting her before you means that this really might be something. you put up a smile, though it doesn’t reach your eyes—your heart feeling like it’s being ripped a million little times.

‘are we just meant to best friends?’, you ask yourself, wishing you had realized earlier back in time how atsumu felt, silently mourning what the two of you could’ve been.

© lovemetsumu

#atsumu miya #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu imagines #atsumu x you #atsumu angst #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu! #miya atsumu x you #atsumu x female reader #atsumu fic #atsumu fluff #miya atsumu oneshot

[mxomo]

eating at home ♡ ︎miya atsumu

How Netflix & Chill goes when Atsumu feels like showing off. c/w: dick sucking, mild exhibitionism a/n: i reread hq final arc and this came out. i’m not sorry. i’m not.

He’s finally fallen into a routine with you now that the season has started and your projects have steadied, so you were both super busy still but your schedules lined up more which meant you got to spend more time together

Unfortunately that time was usually after a long day of work, so your default date night became splitting collection responsibilities for food/drink and then meeting on the sofa nest after a quick shower and decanting food on plates for either movie or game night

The process of picking something to watch included bickering about scrolling through the watchlist every single time before you eventually settle on the first thing you both considered when the food is all done

You thought it was pretty funny after a few of these date nights how you’d spot a third limb in his trousers every time you hit ‘play’ on whatever you’d decided on for the evening

“I hope you’re still hungry,” Atsumu says almost every time, waggling his eyebrows suggestively (/comically) as he boldly pulls down his sweats enough to expose his jewels to you (who said romance is dead?). Sometimes he will take the base of his cock and wiggle it at you as part of his seduction, winking salaciously to top off his attack which served as a great excuse to touch himself when he was extra horny.

“You’re an idiot,” you say dryly in return, rolling your eyes at his pouting but shuffling down to settle your head comfortably in his lap as he beams at you. His cock swells when he spots you licking your lips, focused on him entirely as warmth blooms between your legs.

One such date night was interrupted by a consistent buzzing from the setter’s phone, every five minutes like clockwork until he finally checked his messages, frowning as he held your head in place as his mood would only worsen if you were interrupted in your delicious suckling.

Sakusa demanding that Atsumu make his presence known at the bar the team had been dragged to by the sunshine duo (Bokuto & Hinata) - how dare you ditch without telling me and leave me in the presence of these sunshine psychopaths?

Atsumu tutted, staring down at you as he considered his options.

On one hand, he always enjoyed being out with the team, even if his social batteries were dead afterwards. It’d been a while since they’d been out and there had been talks of other teams showing up, so it would’ve been a fantastic evening. Bokuto and Hinata never failed make a good time for everyone. Sakusa would provide endless entertainment in his discomfort and likely pay for Atsumu’s last drink and ride home with him if he did show his face.

On the other hand, your cheeks were flushed pink and your mouth sloppy as you feasted on his  cock like a starved woman. Your hands cradling his balls as your tongue spun circles around the tip, the sight of his member disappearing into your mouth and your skillful massage of the base with your tongue as your throat contracted around him. The hard ring of muscle into your throat made his breath catch with every bob of your head. Throwing his  head back, Atsumu groaned ecstatically at the sensations and his circumstances, tangling his hands in your hair in a desperate attempt to keep himself from coming undone right there.

“Baby, hold still,” he breathed, quickly positioning his phone camera to capture the captivating sight of his cock buried in your throat, your hair hiding your face from being too recognisable but clearly capturing your tongue pressed hotly against his balls. Snapping a couple of photos, he switched to video and hit ‘record’ just as your need to breathe started taking over. Pulling your head back, Atsumu caught the moment his cock popped out of your mouth, slapping you in the cheek before you manoeuvred to catch him again in your next breath, never one to let him escape for too long, smiling slightly when you succeeded.

You settled into position, sucking straight in as you hummed at him, somewhat inquisitive about who was so interested in speaking to him that evening. Atsumu hissed as his member seemed to get even hotter, pulsing in rhythm to every motion you made.

Atsumu’s breathing getting heavier didn’t escape your notice as he turned his attention fully back to the phone, finally stopping the recording. “Omi-kun is upset that - ah - that I didn’t meet them, s-so I’m going to show him what I’m doing instead, okay? Jesus fuck, baby.. yes, just like that..”

Frowning at him, you shifted to sit up but was stopped by his hand holding the back of your neck, gently but firmly keeping you in place. “It’s nothing  he’s not seen before, and you look so pretty.. you didn’t mind last  time, did you? It’s just Omi-kun.” His hands started working the muscles  in your neck - shockingly soothing when you remembered how long he’d  been fucking your face for - before working his way down your back, digging his fingers into your sweet spots as he worked his way over the curve of your backside. His much longer arms had no issue reaching the apex of your legs, slipping two fingers into you as you spasmed in  response to the unexpected intrusion, the blush on your cheeks deepening  rapidly as you tried to moan around the obstruction in your mouth.

“So, I’m just gonna ask again. I’m gonna show Omi-kun proof that my evening is much better and that I’d be a madman to join him. You good with that, baby?”

You wanted to shake your head ‘no’, because how humiliating for his teammate to see you gagging for his cock. It was bad enough the last time Kiyoomi walked in on Atsumu fucking you stupid - you had barely registered when the door opened in your direct line of sight and you made eye contact with the spiker from your incredibly exposed seated reverse cowgirl position. You didn’t miss his eyes zeroing in on where Atsumu was thrusting diligently into you, unaware of your new guest (?), the slapping of your bodies connecting drowing out the small creak of the dormitory door. Your cunny registered his presence before your brain did, and you clenched hard.

Your  thoughts were still trying to catch up to your brain and Kiyoomi was still frozen at the doorway when Atsumu pinched your clit and you lost your fucking mind. With a squeal, you broke eye contact with Kiyoomi as your pussy gushed juices harder than you ever had before, missing Sakusa by inches as he snapped back to reality and slammed the door shut with a curse. Atsumu had laughed for nearly ten minutes when you’d told him that Omi-kun had caught you both, a gleam in his eye as you hid your face in his chest and tried to ignore the tingle of him continuing to move in you, slowly. “So you came so hard because someone else was  looking at you?” Atsumu teased, pinching your nipple when you shook your  head desperately ‘no’. “Liar. You loved it.” Your boyfriend hadn’t let you live it down since.

Including now. “Oh,  your pussy fluttered. I think your pussy would like me to show Omi-kun how pretty you look when you enjoy your dinner. What do you think?”  Atsumu teased, twirling his fingers and massaging your g-spot expertly.

“Mmm,”  you eventually nodded weakly, unable to form coherent words and closing  your eyes shyly as you tried to push down the feeling of humiliation at  your body betraying you. It was embarrassing, Kiyoomi seeing you like  that, so why was Atsumu showing you off making you tingle like this?

“Fantastic,” Atsumu grinned cheekily, chuckling as another admonishment from kiyoomi pinged on his phone, demanding a response.

Yes, Atsumu would be a total fucking idiot if he went out over spending the evening in with you.

One photo of your cheeks stuffed full with his balls, the short video he just took with the message “baby wanted to eat at home” was sent to Sakusa, which was read immediately

“You piece of shit” is the only further message he gets from his dear Omi-kun which  causes an odd tingle of joy to bubble in Atsumu’s chest

Atsumu ignores his phone for the rest of the evening in favour of piledriving you into utopia and Sakusa learns to never contact Atsumu on a date night unless his wank bank needs new material. (￣▽￣)

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