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adoringhaikyuu · 11 months
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moRE Y OU TAKE OFF YOUR WEDDING RING AFTER A FIGHT AND THEY THINK YOU WANT A DIVORCE FOR USHIJIMA OIKAWA AND ANYONE ELSE BABES
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YOU TAKE OFF YOUR WEDDING RING AFTER A FIGHT AND THEY THINK YOU WANT A DIVORCE | 2
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characters: iwaizumi + oikawa + ushijima + (gn!reader)
warnings: none
notes: this is such an old ask but i'm trying to get back into hq writing lol a sad hc comeback but here we are
part one / part two
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★ iwaizumi feels really overwhelmed when he finds your ring on the dresser. you're in the shower so he tries to calm himself down and tame the anger (that's masking his hurt). he sits on the bed, staring down the ring across the room from him like it's mocking him. when you come out of the shower, you're still a little mad, so you ignore him and get dressed, only turning to face him when he asks 'so what, you done with me now?' his voice sounds gruff but you can hear the underlying pain he's trying to suppress. he's clearly staring at something so you follow his gaze. when you notice, you shake your head and roll your eyes almost fondly, going up to the dresser and picking up the ring, making a show of putting it back on for him. 'you really are an idiot sometimes you know. i take it off when i shower.' he gets all pouty and embarrassed, but it's nothing a few cuddles and kisses won't fix. and when you tell him you'd never leave him, even if he pisses you off, he holds you tighter, in silent appreciation.
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★ oikawa looks down when he hears something fall on the kitchen floor, accidentally knocking it over with his water bottle after coming back from the gym to blow off steam. he goes to pick it up and immediately feels the tears build up when he realizes it's your ring. he stands up and just stares at it in his hand for a while, frozen in fear. when he hears your footsteps, he looks up at you and though you were still annoyed with him, the sight of his tears makes you drop everything and rush over to him in concern. you ask him what's wrong and he just reaches his hand over to you, his voice small 'missing something?...or was this a conscious decision?' you immediately feel awful and let him know you were planning on putting it back on, you had just burned yourself making dinner and had to take off the ring to ice your hand properly. he immediately reaches for your hand to make sure you're alright, lovingly scolding you for not telling him sooner. and just like that you know everything's okay.
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★ ushijima stops and stares at you when he sees you sat on your bed, turning the ring over between your fingers, contemplating. he doesn't know what to say for a moment, but he speaks up, his voice clearly filled with hesitation and worry, not as strong as usual. 'are you rethinking our marriage?' you let him know that you were actually staring at the ring to remind yourself of how much you loved him and being married to him and he lets out a big breath, asking if you if it's alright to hug you and holds you tight (and longer than usual) when you say yes.
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sugawarassoccerlover · 5 months
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"are you okay? do you need a hug?" suga asked gently, holding his arms open for you.
"no, 'm fine," you mumbled, wiping your face with your sleeve, your lies obvious by the tears on your face.
suga stood and waited. he didn't want to force his care onto you, he wanted you coming to him to be your choice. he would wait. he would take the lies. he didn't mind standing there awkwardly with his arms open until you acknowledged your own vulnerability.
after a few moments, you whispered "i'm not okay" before you practically threw yourself into the former setter's arms, plastering yourself to him like a koala. and he would hold you, for as long as you needed
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haikyuuthots · 3 months
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Love to hate you. Pt. 1 - T. Oikawa
Pairing: Reader x T. Oikawa
Word count: 1.9k
Warnings: like 3 curse words. They’re mean.
Synopsis: You never thought being paired with the boy you disliked the most for a project would end up like this.
A/n: omg long time no see!! I haven’t written in ages, I hope this is good. Part 2 will be posted tomorrow!!! Enjoy reading 🫶🏼 (s/o to everyone who has kept this blog alive, I’m writing for u ❤️)
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It had been a good morning. The sky was clear and birds were singing, you had a nice breakfast, and your first two classes weren’t a drag. So why did it have to all be ruined by this.
30 minutes left into your Cultural relations class your professor announced there’d be a project due half your grade. To make matters worse, it’d be a partnered project. You hated doing those, somehow you always ended up doing all the work anyway.
Lost in your train of thought you’re brought back to reality when you hear your professor call your name.
“And y/n. You’ll be paired with Tooru Oikawa.”
You mentally groaned. Oikawa, of course you knew who he was, everyone knew who he was. He was in the college volleyball team, and quite popular around campus. Of all the people in the entire classroom, you could easily say he was the person you disliked the most. He seemed arrogant and full of himself, there were always talks about him being a womanizer, being with girl after girl. Literally, the blueprint of a womanizer heartbreaker. You couldn’t believe your luck of course you’d have to do a project with the person you disliked the most.
“So now that, we have the partner’s established, I’d like you all to use the remaining time of the class to begin arranging how you’ll work together.” Your professor announces.
You sighed at your current situation, you really didn’t want to work with this guy. Nevertheless, you had to do what you were required to. Walking over to Oikawa you notice he’s on his phone completely disinterested in the professor’s request, rolling your eyes you take in a deep breathe and begin talking
“Hi, I’m y/n and I guess we’re working together.” You force a small smile.
Oikawa looks up, and the first thing he notices is your smile, she’s pretty he thinks to himself.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Oikawa Tooru” He reciprocates with a smile except his seems a lot more flirtatious.
“Okay so I think the first thing we should do, is figure out when and where we’ll start working on this.”
“wherever you want beautiful, I’m all ears.” He shoots you another smile, as an obvious attempt to flirt.
You cringe at the pet name, just as you expected. He’s arrogant.
“Don't try to seduce me. It won’t work.” You reply with an unpleasant look
He looks back at you a bit surprised at your reaction. He scoffs uncomfortably “sure. Sorry about it.” His apology seems insincere
“Cool. Let’s meet up at 4 in the library, we’ll talk more there.”
As you’re getting ready to return to your seat you’re stopped by Oikawas voice
“Wait, shouldn’t you give me your number or something?”
“And why would you need my number?” You reply with a small irritated tone.
He rolls his eyes at your irritation “Relax, I’m not flirting with you. Just in case something comes up, we are working on a project together now.”
You mentally groan before leaning over to insert your number on his phone, while he inserts his on yours
“Cool so I’ll see you later.”
You don’t respond, you simply turn back and walk to your seat, just hoping to get away from him as soon as possible.
You were seated at one of the empty tables, waiting on your partner to arrive, 3 minutes past 4 you’re joined by Oikawa.
“hey whats up.”
“hey.” You say dryly. “So I was thinking, theres no need for you to help me with this, I can do all the work and you can just put your name on it.”
Oikawa is taken aback by your words. A bit offended he asks
“Why? We need to both do the work, think I cant do it or something?”
“No, I just thought it’d be easier, for both of us.”
“What do you mean? I don’t have any problem with this, but its obvious you do. Do you hate me that much?”
“hate you? I don't hate you, I don't even know you.” You say a bit taken aback by his sudden outburst, you didn’t mean any harm by your statement.
“Exactly, you don't know me. So don't act like Im the type of person to slack off my work.” He states, very obviously irritated.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you, I take it back. Let’s just figure out what we’ll do then.”
If things were awkward before, this interaction made things even more awkward. Now, you both had a mutual dislike toward each other. You disliked Oikawa because you thought he was full of himself and a womanizer and he disliked you because he thought you were a bratty know it all.
The first couple of days, you’d meet up and only strictly talk about the project and what work you both had to do. Never initiated any other conversation, neither seemed interested in knowing the other. After a week, Oikawa began to feel bad about the unnecessary tension in the room, so he decided it’d be best to try to be as friendly to you as possible. Walking into the library as he usually does, he notices you and says hello, this time in attempts to be nice to you he gives you a compliment.
“You look really pretty today.” He says with a genuine smile.
You look up towards him and give him a sly look of irritation, why does this guy keep on trying to flirt with you? That was so unnecessary.
“Thanks.” You reply dryly gazing down at the laptop again to avoid further conversation
But this only irritates Oikawa.
“You must not get male attention.” He says a bit condescending
You look up to him in complete disbelief, “What?” You say, anger slowly peeking in.
“You don’t know how to respond to a compliment. So many girls have replied to my compliments so cutely. Excitedly even.” He states.
You let out a big laugh, not believing the ridiculous words that were leaving his mouth. “Are you serious? What?because I don't like you , all of a sudden you're assuming shit? Ever think about the fact that not every girl in the world is gonna be on their hands and knees for you?”
Oikawa is caught in complete shock, listening to your response he realizes how stupid his comment was. Even though he was a bit overconfident and arrogant, he was still a sweet person, who never had ill intentions toward anyone.
In complete embarrassment, he hid his face into his hands, apologizing immediately
“Im so sorry. I didn’t realize how dumb that sounded.”
You’re caught off guard by his sudden genuine apology. You never thought of Oikawa as a person who was capable of sincere feelings.
“It’s fine. You really shouldn’t go around saying things like that. People are gonna think you’re a conceited prick.”
Oikawa looks up to you. You’re not holding any eye contact with him, only staring at your laptop screen as you continue typing
“is that what you think of me?” You hear him say.
You’re caught off guard by his sudden question. Silence fills the room for a second before he breaks it again.
“Be honest. Is it?”
“I don't think about you. But i’ll admit I’ve heard what they say about you and truthfully I believe it.” You reply honestly.
“I hate that. When people talk, when people think they know who I am or what I think. It’s annoying.”
You stare at him as he speaks and for the first time ever his aura has changed. Seeming a bit more vulnerable.
“You disliked me before we even spoke. Your biased was formed.” He continues, he seemed almost disappointed, almost as if this has happened before.
You felt a bit guilty as you listened to him speak. You were seeing a side of Oikawa you never knew existed
“I didn’t mean to come off that way. Sorry. It’s just the compliments and stuff seemed very insincere. I have a hard time trusting people when they seem non genuine it throws me off. I never know if they’re nice to me because they mean it or because they want something from me.” You respond, your gaze avoiding his eyes as you shyly admit.
His eyes soften a bit as he listens to you speak, “well I guess I don’t make it any easier to believe otherwise by the way I act.” He chuckles out “I’m just used to putting up this act, I kind of have to.”
You slightly laugh at his confession “ well I’d say this version of you is a bit more likeable.”
He looks at you and slightly laughs at your statement “either way I’d like to apologize, I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. I won’t do it again.” He says genuinely.
You can tell he means it. You smile softly “apology accepted.”
After that day in the library, everything seemed to change between you guys. You began to feel more comfortable around Oikawa, and didn’t give him a cold shoulder anymore, you were nicer and began seeing him as a friend. He, enjoyed your change of character towards him.
Towards the end of the project due date, you guys began hanging out more outside of school, becoming closer friends as time passed by. You saw a side of Oikawa that others didn’t really get to see, the one who buys you food all the time or gives you his umbrella when it’s pouring rain out and you forgot yours. You liked that side of his, the goofy, sensitive and smart side others didn’t know about because he always put up a strong facade. And Oikawa got to see the vulnerable side of you, he got to witness how incredibly talented and passionate you were for anything you set your mind to. He admired you.
The day you shared your first kiss was like no other. After finishing dinner at your favorite diner, Oikawa drove you home. He looked at you one last time as he walked you to your door. Maybe it was the lighting of the thousands of stars that were out that night but you looked so very beautiful, he couldn't help but stare in awe. As he looked down at you, a giddy smile on his face he asked “can I kiss you?”
A bit shy you look up at him with a similar gaze and only nod a yes.
Your lips connected and it felt electric. The kiss being so soft and gentle. You were happy, you liked him and he liked you.
It’s been days since then, and although there was no official title you had no doubts about your feelings. Today was Oikawas game and you promised him you’d be there. As you’re finishing getting ready you’re talking to your friend whose in the room with you.
“I’m telling you, i really like him. He makes me feel so special.” You admit with a big smile on your face
Your friend smiles “and to think you guys hated each others guts once upon a time.”
You laugh at the memory “never would’ve thought we’d be here.”
You guys continue laughing a bit until your friends smile drops, she’s been scrolling on instagram and saw something that made her audibly gasp.
You look over to her a bit confused “what’s wrong?” You ask
She looks at you with a worried expression “y/n I can’t believe this.”
You walk over to her, still very confused of her sudden change in demeanor, and take her phone
“What are you-“ your heart drops as you stare at the screen, not even able to finish your sentence.
On the screen was a picture of a girl, kissing a boy who just happened to be Oikawa. Description reading “good luck on your game, let’s go team!”
You were in disbelief. What was this?
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kissochako · 1 year
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𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐔
summary: headcannons of kage and tsuki developing a crush on u! Except they’re princes may be a part 2 later LOL I spent too much time on writing their character instead of the actual crush
tags: gender neutral reader, royalty!au, she falls first and he falls even harder trope & enemies to lovers trope
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—KEI TSUKISHIMA
Tsukishima is a prince who likes to show off and one-up everyone, whether it’s materialistic possessions, his acclaimed achievements or his line of available suitors. For his habit of showing off, most other princes of other kingdoms are not very fond of him, so most of the time, he’s left to his own thoughts. Though, despite all this, all he really wants is for his people to truly see him for who he is, not what he can do, or what he is.
During a stroll through the market, Kei’s ears perked of the vibrations of such an enchanting voice, reading out children’s fables and stories to the passerbys. Kei usually reprimanded the local poets and storytellers for causing a blockage in the market’s path, but this time, he sat on an empty wooden log and listened. His mind followed with the words and his head swayed to the rhymes and rhythm. Before he knew it, the moon had replaced the sun, the market shop keepers had packed up and gone home and the children went to go have supper.
“Excuse me, my prince, but I’m very much so gracious of you using your time to hear my craft!” With a grin occupying your face, you bowed before hurriedly leaving. Kei was left dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe that such talent belonged to a person as divine as you. He wanted you to be by his side, and read him poems just for him. With a pleased mind, he made plans tonight to host a function at his palace and invite every poet or storyteller, just to see you again.
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—KAGEYAMA TOBIO
Kageyama is a cold-hearted prince, who values power and wealth over the health and prosperity of his people. He has no regard for anyone’s feelings except his own and is willing to sacrifice anyone and anything in order to get what he wants. Some say it was because of the absence of his parents, or that no other kingdom was willing to make alliances with him. Even so, Tobio dismissed all of those rumours and continued his duties as prince.
You were just a measly maid at the palace, someone beneath him. He ordered you around to do mundane tasks or incredibly difficult tasks just to satisfy his ego. However, despite all this, you defended him against your gossiping co-workers.. Tobio can’t say for sure this made him fall in love with you, but it definitely did earn you some respect.
Although, what did make him fall head over heels for you, was when he was assigned you a task to mop and polish the ballroom floors by yourself. He was expecting an obedient nod and for you to hurry along, but you did the exact opposite. You screamed at him, something along the lines of it being unfair, being overworked and not ethnically correct. He didn’t listen to your words because he was so distracted that someone had even yelled at him. He just had to admit, your bravery made him feel weak at the knees. However, he isn’t the one to submit.
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bbluesagwa · 4 months
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this came to me in a dream. I never draw kita but just know he’s actually my fav 😣 he’s so elegant.
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iwas-princess · 2 years
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keeps his hands firmly on your thigh everytime he sits next to you.
it doesn’t matter what he’s doing - if he’s next to you, his hands is going to be resting on your thigh.
when he’s driving, watching tv with you, eating with you, doing work, any reason really.
because, he knows it makes you feel so special and erupts butterflies in your stomach every time he does it.
and he’d never tell you, but it makes him feel so special too.
- iwaziumi, kuroo, diachi, tanaka, osamu, suna, semi.
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oh-ranpo · 1 year
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if heaven is anywhere
☾ - pairing: akaashi keiji x reader ☾ - word count: 923 ☾ - summary: after sneaking out of bokuto’s reunion party, akaashi finds you admiring the view. 
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“You’re warm.”
Akaashi’s voice was soft as he slipped his arms under the jacket you were wearing - the one that he had given to you earlier in the night - and he pulled you back against his chest. He had easily found you alone, outside on the balcony, and you couldn’t help the smile that turned up your lips at his presence.
“You can have the jacket back if you want,” you offered, though you knew that it was in vain.
As expected, he shook his head.
“No. This is perfect.”
With his chin resting on your shoulder, Akaashi fell silent as his gaze fixed on the view in front of him. It was peaceful watching the twinkling city lights at night, the sounds of the party taking place inside a dull background noise to an otherwise tranquil night.
For a while, the two of just stood there together, neither of you feeling it necessary to break the otherwise comfortable silence. You leaned back so that your head was resting against his collarbone, and a content sight slipped from your lips. As much as you loved hanging out with your friends, you lived for moments like this. Just the two of you - completely alone and unbothered.
Though, you knew that it would be selfish of you to keep him all to yourself when this was meant to be a reunion of sorts, spurring the next few words from your mouth.
“Bokuto is probably looking for you.” A light chuckle sounded from behind you in response.
“If anyone knows where I am right now, it’s Bokuto.” Akaashi’s nose nuzzled into your neck as he spoke, and you knew that he had no intentions of heading back inside without you. A shiver slid down your spine, not from the cold, but from the feeling of his lips brushing across the junction of skin that connected your neck and shoulder. A weak spot that he was all too familiar with.
The kisses continued as your hand lifted to rest on top of his where it had settled against your clothed stomach, and you tilted your head just enough to give him more space. He took this as your consent to do more, and you hissed softly as his teeth grazed against your skin before his tongue was soothing the quick bite.
He was intoxicating in every way. There was no alcohol in the world that got you drunk quite like Akaashi Keiji did, and when you turned your head to look at him, his lips were quick to move from your neck to your lips, earning another pleased hum as it bubbled up in your throat.
Despite the fervor with which he kissed you, he wasn’t exactly in a hurry. He loved to savor you as your lips melded together, his tongue gently swiping against your lower lip before you opened up to let him in. The way your body reacted to his was a dance that he had long since memorized, and you knew that he was cognizant of all the different ways he could turn you to jelly in his hands.
When his hands moved from your stomach down to slip under your shirt, you jumped, causing a small smile to turn up his lips, interrupting the kiss.
“Your hands are freezing,” you groaned as you spun in his arms so that you no longer had your back pressed to his chest and his hands were now resting on the skin of your lower back.
“Sorry,” he murmured before leaning down and capturing your lips once more. You had a feeling that he really wasn’t sorry at all, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care when he was kissing you the way he was now.
Akaashi pulled you closer as his hands slipped to your sides, his fingers squeezing gently before slowly blazing a trail further upwards. The two of you had now completely forgotten about the party going on behind you as your fingers threaded through his hair and your tongue brushed against his, causing low moans to sound from both of you.
It was easy to get caught up in these types of moments with him. It was easy to forget the world around you when the most important part of it was standing right in front of you. Even after all these years, he still had the same effect on you as that very first day back in high school. You were smitten and you wouldn’t change a thing.
You were so distracted by the well of feelings burning inside of you that you barely even realized that you were being moved towards one of the deck chairs, and it wasn’t until you were precariously situated in Akaashi’s lap that you were finally brought back to the reality of your situation.
“Not ready to give up the view just yet, eh?” You teased, as your eyes flickered back over your shoulders to the night sky.  Only, a strong hand gently cupped your chin and turned your head right back to face the man that occupied so much of your time and thoughts.
“This view is by far the best one.” You knew that he wasn’t talking about the lights, and you felt heat scorch through your veins as you leaned in and kissed him again.
“I love you, Keiji,�� you breathed against his lips as his hands slid across your curves. Another small smile formed across his mouth as he nudged your nose with his own.
“I love you too.”
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unpoqu1todetodo · 2 years
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Starbucks barista here! This is what I think the haikyuu boys get
Daichi:
He’s a regular, the only place open for his early morning shift (he’s a firefighter to me), places mobile orders and always waits the 5-10 mins! He clearly states his name and he’s picking up, quick, easy and one of the hottest regulars. I see him pulling up in huge shiny black truck.
Most days he gets a venti pike with Vanilla Sweet Cream, the cream is a prefect sweetness for him, not too much not too bitter
Hot mornings or super tiring mornings he gets a Iced Venti blonde americano with an extra shot and vanilla sweet cream foam. He would get regular espresso but the barista clearly flirting with him (me) told him blonde has more caffeine, and the foam because he likes the sweet cream and he likes to see it mix in.
Okay his guilty pleasure and biggest embarrassment is he loves pumpkin spice. Pumpkin spice foam is his favorite, so during the fall he will only consume coldbrew with pumpkin foam.
He never gets food, he can’t justify the price for a small sandwich. If you’re the hot barista clearly flirting with him (me) sometimes you’ll give him a pumpkin muffin when there in season for free (shhhh) and he will always thank so kindly and have the biggest smile on his face.
Every payday he tips ! $20 every Friday !!
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naturallykenma · 2 years
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full time work is coming soon which means i won’t be able to write as frequently as i do now so....requests!! i’m writing a lot so i can just queue stuff to be posted while i’m working. 
general rules
no nsfw
requests will be open all summer but just know that if you send it in later it will get done later 
i’ll be writing as much as i can this week and posting them later in the summer! 
follow my request guidelines
it can be individual characters or a group of characters (i.e. types of touches with various hq/jjk/bsd/etc. characters) 
new fandoms/characters 
black clover
nacht faust
finral 
bungou stray dogs
dazai
chuuya
spy x family
loid forger 
tokyo revengers
tbd
prompts 
PLEASE send the full prompt or be exact with the number/list you use!! 
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rosieandthethorns · 4 months
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i don't WANT to read smut right now
i WANT to read a passionate, poetic, jaw dropping, tears streaking down my face, heart wrenching, giggle inducing, feet kicking, cringy yet amazing, gorgeous story written by someone who apologizes for english not being their first language(they're the best writers ever) which has 4 chapters and then makes me scream because it hasnt been updated in months and the author is mia
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rinsaint · 1 year
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What are your thoughts on Suna x reader who wears a purity ring and everyone makes fun of them for it until the walk into class one day and see that they are not wearing and they only get they answer as to why is when Suna asks reader to meet him in the school gyms locker room
suna definitely is the type to make fun of reader for being the innocent christian girl. He would tease and bully you every day just to get a rise out of you. He would never miss up the chance to rile you up and watch you get flustered.
so when your math teacher told you that you would have to tutor suna rintarou, it made you slightly annoyed but nonetheless, you still obliged.
even if you would never admit it, there was some tension between you and suna. His constant flirtatious act towards you made butterflies swarm in your stomach. But you couldn’t do anything about it, your family didn’t want you to be with someone until you got married.
not like you had a chance with him anyways.
or so you thought, you’d never thought you find yourself on your bed as suna rintarou’s hands roamed your body. He squeezed the sides of your hips and you let out a whimper as he starts leaving kisses on your neck.
was this really happening?
You could have ever imagined that something like this was going to happen. Being in a christian family, you had made a purity pact with your mom and dad, the ring on your finger being a proof of that. But suna is too intoxicating, the way he treats you, the way he lets his flirty comments slip pass his mouth, the way he smirks everytime you stutter out a response from his teasing, the way his rings fit on his fingers and how he knowingly knows what to say to fluster you up, is all too much. But you liked it.
You let your head fall back as his fingers starts to rub circles on your clothe clit, “mm i wonder how your family would react if they saw their little angel spreading her legs right now.”
“S-suna-“
“Call me rin, yea?”
You made eye contact with him as his finger pulled your panties aside, teasing your hole, he slips two fingers in slowly, watching as you arch against him. His fingers pumped in and out of you, you gripped the back of his hair as he left noticeable marks on your neck. Suna felt you clench around him and he sped up his pace.
“rin.. i-i think m’close” you whined, you could feel sunas smirk that always has you weak in the knees against your neck.
“well cum for me then pretty.”
your toes curled and your vision was blurred and went white as you blissfully came around rins thick fingers. You gripped onto his fingers and felt his movement when he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you, overstimulating you.
“r-rin i cant please.”
“yes you can angel, and you will, give me one more yeah?”
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adoringhaikyuu · 2 years
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tsukishima x afab!reader • nsfw (oral (m rec.) + riding)
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thinking of tsukishima who comes off as a total dom to everyone he meets with the way he sneers and looks down at people. with how easy it is for him to belittle someone and make a snarky comment, it seems pretty obvious that he'd be in charge in the bedroom, right? most likely degrading, maybe a bit of a sadist.
but what people don't know and honestly might never believe even if they found out, is that tsukishima is absolutely, completely at your mercy.
sure, he may make a few snarky, teasing comments here and there out in public. but at home? in the bedroom? he's practically a pillow princess.
he lies there and lets you take control, small breathless moans spilling from his lips as you suck his cock. his hands are at his sides, fisting the sheets as his eyes roll back, hips twitching every now and then as he tries his hardest not to buck into your mouth. he doesn't want to see your disapproving stare as he makes you choke. he wants you to make him feel good.
and he loves watching you bounce on his cock, his hands gripping your hips or your thighs, or your ass, or your breasts. tears threatening to fall from his eyes cause you just feel so good. it's his favorite position cause he thinks it's where you belong, on top of him, and in control.
no one would believe you, but he lets out little whimpers and whines when you're on top, slowly grinding to tease him. and when you lean forward, his lips immediately latch onto your nipples, eyes looking up at yours, pleading for you to ruin him.
he's obsessed with you, quite frankly and loves touching any part of you.
and although he does like to tease when you're out with friends, one sly, whispered comment from you about how "that's not what you were saying last night, tsukki" will have him blushing and shutting up immediately.
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lunamochii · 1 month
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you're the blue text ; they're the gray/grey text
bokuto, atsumu, osamu, kuroo, oikawa, suna, sugawara, sachiro
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teddybeartoji · 1 month
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suggestive; gn!reader
thinking about helping oikawa stretch after practice.
he's all sweaty and musty and he's clinging to you, asking – no, absolutely begging you with his pretty brown eyes, for you to help him. and obviously you can't say no to him, so that's how you find yourself in this position – he's on his back, scruntching his eyebrows as you press his knees up to his chest. his flexible body begs for you to angle your own hips against his in order to properly give him the stretch he needs. his cheeks are tinted pink and his bottom lip is caught in between his teeth and it's really hard to not get any ideas. it's wrong – you know it is! this is your good friend and you're just helping him and there's nothing weird about this position and—
a loud moan rips from his lips and your eyes almost fall out of your head as warmth creeps up your neck. he doesn't even say anything about it, he just grabs onto your wrists to make sure you don't pull away.
"d-don't!" you stammer when a quieter but no less lewd noise escapes him. you feel your hands get clammy as your fingers sink into his calves.
oikawa cracks his one eye open to ask what the problem is. he doesn't see what's wrong in the slightest. his brown hair is splayed on the floor like a masterpiece with some of the strands sticking to his forehead and nobody should be allowed to look this good after a rough practice.
"don't make those sounds..." you whisper as you lean more into him when you feel the resistance in his body falter.
"wha– ahh...t sounds?" his eyes shut again and he sucks in a breath, puffing out his reddened cheeks. his knees fall more to his sides, opening up the space between them and you move closer on instinct.
"tho- those ones, idiot! you're making it weird!"
your hips are now completely flush against his and he lets out another pained whine. taking one of your hands from his calf, you place it on top of his mouth instead and his eyes shoot open in an instant.
he didn't even think about this position like that, genuinely oblivious to the suggestiveness of it. the stretch in the backs of his thighs feels good but you on top of him feels even better. your body feels warm against his and his eyes flick down to where you're connected. at that you try to pull away, afraid that now you've made it weird but he stops you.
"c'mon.. don't go." his hands wrap around your biceps as his eyes burn into your avoidant ones. "you have to help me with the next one too."
blinking down at him, you gulp, unable to refuse him. oikawa twists under you, barely taking his eyes off of you as he straightens out his one leg and folds the other up and to the side.
this position is no less suggestive than the last one – it still requires you to press up right against him to help him out. his fingers grasp at your sleeve to break you from your haze and you shuffle closer again.
bodies glued together, your hands dig into his thigh as you try to not focus on your friends face. nor the proximity. from behind you, you hear a row of snickers – without turning around, you know his teammates are making fun of you for falling into their captains alleged trap.
"see, this isn't so bad..." oikawa's soft flesh is back between his teeth as he forces his body to relax under you. you quietly glare at him, just hoping he won't say or do anything weird anything, hoping that he'll let you just leave and breathe for a moment—
"h-harder."
...
you press your eyes shut as your body threatens to overheat. putting almost all of your bodyweight onto his, you watch his eyes roll back inside his skull and you hold back a flustered groan. why is he like this?
slowly peeking from underneath your eyelashes, his scrunched up face almost kills you and it's hard to keep your thoughts at bay – they just come flooding in and you feel like a terrible friend. he's like this with everyone, so why are you even thinking about it? you are the one who's making it weird and you should stop.
"hey! no more fooling around! we gotta lock up, so move your asses!" iwaizumi breaks your pervy little bubble and you find oikawa staring right back at you. his cheeks are still pink even though the practice ended a good while ago. he gives you one of his big bright smiles as he moves his leg from his body to your other side, leaving you kneeling right between his thighs.
"thanks for that!" his voice betrays nothing about what he really feels in this moment, about what he feels in his lower abdomen. he pushes himself up and before he goes to leave for the changing room, he looks down at you and boops your nose with a laugh.
you stay glued to your spot for a good moment, iwaizumi's loud voice being the thing to tear you from the floor. you stumble to grab the remaining bottles and towels from the floor and make for the exit, letting the man close up behind you.
you mutter a quiet goodbye to him and hurry off, telling him that you have some other stuff to attend to. he doesn't question it – he's fully aware of the effect oikawa can have on a person. and on their body.
+ inspired by this iwaoi art on twt!!!!! i thought it was so funny n cute so i had to write something for it!!!!
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mymegumi · 4 months
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PRETTY BOY MANICURES ෆ KAGEYAMA TOBIO
⠀ note: don’t look at me idk
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kageyama’s really trying not to flinch—he is.
it’s just that his hands are extremely sensitive and you’re handling them so gently that it’s a bit like sensory overload for him—the feeling of your skin on his, the way you’re carefully holding his fingers as if they’re delicate, and the intensity of your gaze on your task. it’s both physically too much for him, and emotionally it’s a lot to handle as well.
his hands are his pride and joy, they’re what help him further his volleyball career and he’s always taken really good care of them. some might even say he’s focused too much on taking care of his hands, but he’s never even regarded opinions he deems unworthy to have any sort of weight to his life.
when you asked if you could paint his fingernails, he adamantly refused. he had volleyball to worry about, and while the polish wasn’t directly on his fingers, he was worried they might upset his carefully measured equilibrium. you’d been a bit downtrodden, but you’d understood and he’d loved you all the more for it. so, when it was summer vacation and he was technically in off-season and the matches were fewer and far between, when you asked him again, he’d agreed.
which is how he finds himself with you sitting across from him, holding up two small bottles of nail polish in one hand—one black and one white—with your other hand carefully inspecting his hands.
“which color?” you ask, shaking both of the bottles in front of his face. he’d already done his normal routine to file them down and trim the excess nail length, but you’d been happy to sit behind him and rest your chin on his shoulder to watch.
he shrugs. “i don’t care.”
“okay, well you have to pick one.” you combat, holding the bottles closer to his face and making him lean back slightly with a very slight smile. if you were anyone else, he’d have already changed his mind on this.
“i don’t really care. pick what you want.” he insists, hand resting on top of the both of yours to lower them out of his field of view. he hated when you blocked him from looking at you, even unintentionally.
you huff, leaning back away from him but back in again, as if you couldn’t stand to be even a foot apart from him. “but what if you hate the color i pick?”
“you picked it, so i couldn’t hate it.” he says, and he means every word of it. just the sight of it would remind him of you, so it’s not as if it’d be a bad choice all together.
“sweet talker.”
he furrows his brows together. “no, i’m being honest.” he’s been working hard on his honesty and candidacy on the court, so it’s been reflecting back a bit in his personal life as well.
“i know you are.” you smile, uncapping the black nail polish and holding his thumb steady in your hand. “makes you even sweeter.”
then, you stop talking for a bit, focused on making sure none of the nail polish ends up on his cuticles, and if it does, scraping it away with your own nail. you’re slow, steady, and methodical with your movements and kageyama is, for all intents and purposes, mesmerized by you.
there’s a sort of gracefulness to what you’re doing that he’s never really considered before—the movements to know how to manipulate the paint and then also how to make it lay flat.
he likes watching you concentrate because you’re sticking your tongue out and he thinks it’s adorable that you do that. it might be unconscious, just like when you open your mouth into a cute little ‘o’ shape when you put on your makeup, but he kinda wants to let you do his nails more if he can see it again. he likes watching you, because he finds that he’s always discovering something new about you. something that makes him fall harder and harder every time.
it takes time, doing his nails, and when he thought you were done, nails completely saturated in black paint and a look of accomplishment on your face, he’d wanted to move to hug you.
“hey!” you cry, hands reaching out to grab his wrists suddenly. “you have to let it dry, tobio.”
“how long will that take?” it’s been twenty minutes since he got to hold you and he’d getting antsy.
you think for a second. “probably five minutes, to make sure the coat is dry, but then i have to add the second coat, and then the top layer.”
he furrows his brow. maybe he hadn’t thought this plan through at all.
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imaginethathaikyuu · 7 months
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akaashi keiji, fem reader, NSFW 18+ wc: 438
“use your words.” 
he’d whispered that sentence too many times to keep count, and it stayed grating. 
“keiji.” it was a struggle to speak. “you - you know what i want.” 
“i don’t,” he said, and it was a taunt. “how will i know if you won’t say it?” 
you pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt and he toppled over you, landing on a kiss. 
“just touch me.”
“where?” 
“anywhere.” 
you didn’t see his smirk but you heard it. “anywhere i want?” you nodded until you felt his hand on you. 
it started at your thigh and drifted up and up until you were gasping, but that touch was fleeting. his hand pressed flat on your stomach and pushed. 
“shit, you are sensitive.” your hips weren’t stronger than his hold keeping them in their place, but they tried to buck free. “when’s the last time somebody else made you cum?” 
“i don’t know,” you said - a whine, a cry, a beg. there were tears in your eyes that would fall with time.
his touch dipped again, this time crossing the barrier of your underwear’s hem. you made a sound like a wail, and you stayed looking at each other as his fingers wandered. 
your leg hooked over his hip like you were trying to keep him in his place, and it had him pushing closer. his forearm rested by your head, his thumb traced your hairline, his nose nudged yours. 
your staggered breathing told him where to touch you; moans of his name taught him the right pace. and it was perfect. you’d never felt anything like it, and it seemed like he could tell. 
“he doesn’t touch you like this, does he?” 
you whined, shook your head. 
“you poor thing. my poor baby.” his circling fingers sped up, and it was hard to hear his words over the ringing in your ears. “it’s not hard, is it? it doesn’t even take much time to get this cunt this wet. she just needs a little attention, huh?” 
he had one goal and was doing a good job at reaching it - almost as fast as you could.
“he’s never even found your clit, has he?” you shook your head, and then he gave that very spot a pinch until you yelped and looked at him. “answer me.” 
“no.” 
“no?” 
“he’s never - never found it. keiji, please, please.” 
and he pressed his lips against yours as his fingers sped up again, touching you just how he’d learned how to, daring to make you cum in record time. 
“it’s a good thing you have me, then, right?” 
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