#i thought about how Akaashi is definitely one to talk you through it

[osamusriceballs]

Kinktober Day 3 <3

Akaashi x anal

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 1,5k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next Day

"You're doing so well, love."

You claw your nails into the wood of the table, taking a deep breath to calm your nerves. Akaashi has been talking you through it, easing you into it, calming you with his words until the nervousness had faded. And you feel safe with him, safe with the way he kisses you, safe with the way his hands ever so soft and gentle while he roams them up and down your sides, his gaze soft and loving, yet still filled with a fire and passion most failed to see. His reassuring words, always reminding you that you can tell him to stop anytime if it's too much or if it hurts- that is exactly the gentle and caring man you fell so hard for. And when he had asked you if he could fuck your ass- his eyes basically sparkling behind the black rimmed glasses, and his voice barely containing his excitement- who are you to deny him when he motions you to bend over his desk and to pull up your skirt after you agreed so enthusiastically?

Now, he's got you bound over his desk, the papers under your chest crumbling, and you pray internally there is nothing important among them that he needs to edit. Your backside is exposed, your panties doing not much to hide your arousal, yet you still feel the slightest ting of nervousness in your stomach for what is about to come. His hands caress your ass, ever so gently tugging on the waistband of your panties before he pulls them down your legs and discards them on the floor.

"I'll go slow, don't worry. I'll make sure to make you feel so good." His voice is soothing, and you hum approvingly, subconsciously arching your back when two of his fingers press against your folds. "I'm not taking your ass just now. I'll just start with a few fingers today, okay?" Your eyes widen at his words, but a shiver of excitement runs down your spine despite your nervousness. A few?

"Okay," you gasp, your walls fluttering while he makes sure to thoroughly rub along your folds, your legs shaking every time he rubs against your clit, and your breath starts to come more rapid and airy at his ministrations. "All for me?" he suddenly asks, his fingers halting at your entrance, clearly coated in your arousal. "All for you, Keiji. Always for you-" your jaw drops when he slowly pushes one finger inside of you, slowly, one centimeter at a time until he's knuckles deep, and his palm presses flatly against your clit. He stills for a second, not moving until he feels you wiggle against him; only then does he curl his finger and slowly pulls it out. "Oh, fuck, Keiji-" you gasp at the action, clenching around his finger, your arousal allowing him to easily repeat the motion, curling it inside of you again and making sure to brush against your sweet spot. "More," you whisper, pressing your ass against the hardness that you feel in his pants- he's obviously very much turned on by this. "I'll give you more. Everything," he responds, his voice a tad bit deeper than usual, giving away his feelings and showing how much he is affected by this.

He adds another finger, making sure to not hurt you while doing so, his pace slightly picking up when he feels you clenching around him again and again. "Does that feel good?" he rasps as he leans down, bringing his lips right next to your ear. "Yes- really good," your eyes almost roll back while his fingers keep fucking you, his palm rubbing against your clit, making you feel so, so good. His lips graze along your neck, his free arm now coming down to rest on the table right next to your face, and you feel your legs shaking as he brings you closer to your high.

Your breath stocks when he suddenly slows down the movement of his fingers, a whine leaving your lips when he starts to pull them out completely. "Shhh, I know. I know, my love. Just wait a bit longer, I'll make you feel really good."

Akaashi leans back, his hands on your hips softly turning you around until you face him, and your cheeks heat up when he pushes you to sit on his desk, your ass and pussy exposed to his gaze when he stands between your legs. His eyes search for any signs of hesitation in your face, but you bring one hand to the back of his head and pull him to kiss you- and he does. His lips ever so gentle and soft, the kiss making you feel warm, and you lean back after a few moments, your head dizzy with lust and affection for him. "Can we keep going?" he whispers, his hands roaming along your thighs.

You nod, your body subconsciously tensing when his fingers glide along your folds, starting at your clit, making sure to pay extra attention to the sensitive bud, before he follows the same path down again, collecting even more wetness at your entrance before his fingers glide between your cheeks.

"Breathe. Breathe for me. Deep breaths and relax." He reassures you, waiting a few moments until he's heard you taking a few deep breaths before his wet finger presses against your hole. You gasp for air, your legs almost trying to close but his body between your thighs keeps them wide opened for him. A moan leaves your lips when his fingertip slowly pushes inside, his eyes focused on the way your body seems to suck in his finger, the tight ring of muscles slowly relaxing and allowing him to enter while you keep on taking deep breaths and try to relax. Your eyes and mouth are wide open when he continues to push in his finger inside, the feeling so foreign, yet still pleasant. "Is this okay?" You nod at his question, unable to form words, too overwhelmed at the new sensation. His finger is now fully inside of you, pausing for a second, but his pupils are blown wide from lust behind his glasses, and you basically see his erection twitching in his pants while he waits.

A few moments pass, and he slowly retreats the finger, just the tiniest bit before he pushes it back again. He moves, pushing back a bit further, and the small movement makes you moan, whining his name while your walls flutter around nothing. You grab the edge of the table harder when you feel another finger prod at your stretched hole, and it doesn't take long for him to work a second finger in, carefully moving them in and out, your eyes rolling back at the new sensation. "You're doing so well, taking my fingers so good," he praises, his words only adding fuel to your desire. You arch your back, eager for more, eager to have him give you more of this.

"Touch yourself for me," he rasps, his voice deep and filled with desire. You frantically nod, your fingers quickly moving to your clit, starting to rub the sensitive nub in the same pace that he thrusts his fingers, moans now spilling from your lips and whimpers of his name. He picks up the pace, now boldly moving his fingers, his other hand holding your waist to make sure that you can't move away from him. Your legs start to shake, your body getting close so fast after he edged you before, too overwhelmed from all the sensations. "Cum for me, love. You can cum anytime." His eyes focus on your face now, your expression fully blissed out at how full you feel, your fingers restlessly rubbing at your clit to bring you even closer, and you moan loudly one last time before you clench around his fingers, his pace not changing to prolong your high, your fingers rubbing and pausing in the rhythm of your clenching cunt, while your body arches from the table. His breath is heavy too while he watches you writhing in pleasure, his fingers only pulling out when he sees how your own fingers weakly stop moving, your body going limp on the table after all the tension leaves you.

He leans down to plant kisses on your face, kissing your cheeks, your nose and finally your lips when he sees you smile, his excitement still evident on his face. "Did you like that, love?" you feel his hard cock pressing against your bare ass, while your body is still trying to calm down from your high. "Yes, so, so much. Wanna do it again, next time with more," you gasp when he carefully thrusts his hips at your words, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist at the action. His eyebrows lift at the way you eagerly press against him, your body aching for another release- and he smiles while he kisses you one more time, clearly knowing what to do next.

"Everything you want, my love."

#haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu x reader #akaashi #akaashi x reader #akaashi smut #smut #kinktober day 3 #kinktober #here you go! #I was actually blushing while writing this #i thought about how Akaashi is definitely one to talk you through it #and that thought got me so flustered >.< #I hope you'll enjoy this as well! <3 #time to go to sleep now #just used the random character generator for day 7 #and I really like the result! #I think I've only written for that character like two times #but he definitely deserves a spot here! <3 #see y'all tomorrow! sleep well and stay hydrated <3

[miyamoratsumuu]

♡ 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝, 𝐰/ 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 ♡

pt. 2 - pt. 3

characters: t.oikawa, k.akaashi, k.kozume, m.atsumu, e.semi

note: implied fem partner for all of them, lowercase intended. pictures used are not mine, all of them are found on pinterest!!:) (not proofread yet!! I'll do that a little later)

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OIKAWA TORU "you deserve the whole world and more, darling"

look, toru's a sweetheart. he's the type of boyfriend to love taking you out on these romantic, fancy, peaceful dates. whether it be one or the other. sometimes he surprises you with a dinner date at this one restaurant where it takes weeks to get a reservation. other times, it's a quiet walk on the beach on a friday evening with the both of you talking about how your week went. and if you have your own idea of a romantic date, tell him about it. he's definitely all in for it, as long as you have fun as well.

he makes sure you two have fun wherever you go. even when you're in a random store of all places. mirror selfies, wearing accessories that were for sale, making a whole photoshoot out of the display of flowers at the front of the store.

there was this one time you oh-so conveniently found a pair of alien glasses and thought it would suit toru. you made him wear them to take pictures, but he didn't want you to be left out, of course. before you started taking pictures, toru found another pair of sunglasses that were heart shaped, saying "so you only have heart eyes for me, darling" as he handed it to you.

toru always makes sure that his hair looks nice. he doesn't like it when there are strands that are out of place or if it generally just looks really messy. but on the days when he's tired both physically and mentally, he's most likely to be in a state of vulnerability. and it's those moments where he'd like it for you to place your hand on top of his head and play around with his hair. he'll admit that he likes the feeling of your fingers running through his unsurprisingly soft locks. and if you even dare to stop, he'd immediately whine and tell you to continue what you were doing because he was just about to fall asleep.

we all know about his history with plaid pants. he even proposed to get a matching pair of those pants with you. you didn't think it would be a good idea since you couldn't think of a proper outfit you could make out of those, and you doubt you were going to be able to wear them often. instead, your persuaded toru into getting matching plaid pajama pants with you instead. reasoning that it would be way more comfortable, and that you'd be able to wear them almost whenever you want around the house.

I could imagine toru being a sort of morning person. he doesn't wake up super super early though. instead, he gets out of bed at around 6 to 7 or so. most times, you aren't even awake yet while he's already preparing to take a jog around the neighborhood. but on the rare mornings you were awake with him that early, he sometimes doesn't bother to go out on that jog anymore. he would rather spend the entire morning with you, with breakfast and maybe a cup of coffee by your sides.

AKAASHI KEIJI "I'll do my best to be someone that's deserving of you, my love"

every minute you spend with keiji is a time you could let your guard down all at once. because he assures you that he's someone you could trust and lean on no matter what. he convinces you either by words or his actions. whenever he wraps his arms around you, he makes sure to make you feel like you could depend on him to be your shield and safe space when you need a break from the world in general.

when he picks you up for the date he planned for the both of you, keiji is the gentleman that always brings you flowers. and before leaving, he would assist you in placing the bouquet in a vase and putting it somewhere in your house. there's a remembrance of the flowers keiji always gives you in almost every room of your house. there's a vase in the kitchen, two in the living room, and a couple more scattered around every table and shelf.

dates with keiji consists of trips to a variety of cafes, early brunches, museum visits, or spending quiet afternoons at the library. after recieving and paying for your orders at a cafe, the two of you either stay there to finish your food and drinks, enjoying the bustling atmosphere, or leaving to take a stroll wherever your feet take you.

the days where you end up having brunch are the days with the mornings you and keiji preferred to stay in bed for longer than you anticipated. you don't mind though, in fact you didn't think there was anything better than being in your lover's arms for a couple more hours.

you often go to museums to gaze at what you think are the most beautiful things you set your eyes on. although keiji begs to differ. because to him and his eyes, you're the most beautiful thing he could ever catch sight of.

during your visits to the library, he always introduces you to the books he just recently started reading, the ones that were his absolute favorite, and the ones he would like you to read with him. and if you read books as well, that's great! now both of you could geek about your favorite genres, authors, novels, books, and all. and he absolutely enjoys being able to talk to you about the things he loves. but then of course, you're the one keiji loves the most.

there was this one time that he asked you to read a book he liked so he could talk to you about it. you began to read it eventually, of course. but when you reached a certain page, you were suprised to see one of the characters'dialogues highlighted and encircled in pink with hearts scribbled around it."you are perfect for me". keiji was a gentleman. a gentleman that made sure to make you feel as if you were the most special person in the world. and of course, a gentleman that made you feel loved. so so loved.

KENMA KOZUME "you're so special to me, pretty. you have no idea."

you support kenma as much as you can when it comes to the subjects and things that he likes; and he knows that. so ever since you two began dating, he slowly gained more and more confidence to openly share his hobbies and activities of amusement with you. and you wouldn't have it any other way.

during the nights the two of you are together in one of your homes, one of you would always suggest to play a game or watch a movie. you almost always end up doing both, though. when you get bored while watching the movie, you switch to playing mario kart on the tv, and vice versa. because of that, it's often as well that the both of you end up staying way past the time you were supposed to, then you end up sleeping in the next day. (that usually only happens on the weekends though)

when the both of you planned on going a date that involves going outside though, it would always be an enjoyable time. when you and kenma went to the carnival one evening, you made sure you rode at least more than half of the rides that were available. of course, that involved walking around for who knows how long. and that wasn't something kenma would absolutely love to be doing on a sunday evening. at all. but then at the end of the day, he knew that the extra workout and sweat was worth it once he saw how your smile stretched from ear to ear while he was walking you home.

when you dragged him to the mall, he was expecting to be accompanying you on yet another shopping spree of yours. he was already imagining entering various clothing stores and you asking for his opinion on the outfit you wore every time you stepped out of a fitting room. what he wasn't expecting, though, was for you to lead him straight to one of the arcades he often visited himself. while you were buying your tokens, you noticed the look of confusion your lover threw at you. "lev told me they added tons of new games here! I wanted to try them out with you" you explained giddily. and somehow, that made kenma smile, before following you further into the arcade.

it's often that volleyball practice sucked out the small amount of energy kenma had left after a tiring day. and so on the late afternoons you came by the gym to pick him up so the both of you could walk home together and you noticed him looking worn out, you already knew what to do. you convince kenma that either one of you stay over at the other's place for the night, knowing that both of you needed the warmth of comfort of each other's presence to cool off after the long day you had.

ATSUMU MIYA "my whole heart belongs to you and only you, doll"

atsumu is definitely one of the most clingy boyfriends out there. every minute the two of you are together, he always has to be holding your hand. and if he's not, he has the urge to do it. when he's holding your hand, your fingers have to be intertwined too. he claims it's better than doing it any other way. you know this. you know how much better he feels whenever you hold his hand in yours. and so you try to do it as much as possible as well. he's grateful for that, if you didn't know. it makes him feel as if you're fulfilling your promise to always be there for him.

the first time he walked in on you doing skincare, he was intrigued to say the least. sure, he knew about it, and how it helps make you feel and look better, but he never actually got to learning hoe to do it for himself. and so ever since that day, atsumu always joined you when he sees you doing your skincare routine in the evening if he wasn't able to do it with you in the morning. he thought, now, he'd actually look like the better twin. (alright babes whatever helps you sleep at night<3) and on rare nights, he was the one who initiated doing the activity with you.

movie nights are a common occurrence between the two of you. but it's not the movie nights wherein you're laying down in the comfort of your own bed with each other and watching the film on a laptop that was propped up in front of you. nope. atsumu preferred to take you to the actual cinemas. especially those with the 3d experiences of the movies. he loves the thrill and extra excitement, yk.

he also loves to take you to places where the view is absolutely stunning. whether it's a perfect view of the sunset, or the city lights beautifully gleaming from afar. atsumu actually savors these moments with you. the two of you basking in the comfortable silence between the both of you, knowing of how each other's company alone makes you feel a whole lot better.

there was one time atsumu was complaining to you about how osamu and rintaro were teasing him again about his twin being the better one between the two of them. you continued to listen, despite not exactly knowing what to answer to his outbursts. that was until he stopped and looked like he was thinking of something. deeply, that is. he had his index finger tapping on his chin and all. you looked at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking of so deeply that it made him stop his rant. he looked at you then told you to follow him to the kitchen. on the way there, he started explaining what he was planning on doing. "I bet they only keep saying samu's the better twin 'cause he can cook or whatever. I'll prove them wrong! I can cook too, and you'll be ma' witness, babe". and so of course, that was exactly what he did. at the same time making dinner for the both of you along the way. all while you were taking pictures and short clips of him cooking because he " needed the proof to shove it to rintaro and his twin's faces". once he was done, it didn't even taste half bad. it wasn't the best, of course, but he made it with love and effort and that was what's important.

he's the guy to obnoxiously wrap his arms around you whenever it's possible. there was this one time that he was away for a family trip and when you visited their home once he got back, he immediately jumped on you, wrapping both his arms and legs around you once he opened the door and saw you were on the other side. it was a surprise the both of you didn't fall over straight away. but after a few more second of atsumu just staying there unmoving, he eventually fell to his bottom with you on top of him. "I guess you really did fall for me after all, huh angel" you instantly pushed him away when he began cackling. him saying that with a smug smirk on his face made it a whole lot worse. you love him for that, though.

EITA SEMI "just seeing you smile at me like that has me swooning, sweetheart."

like keiji, eita is a gentleman at heart. he's also the type to bring you small gifts to give you on your weekly dates. whether it be flowers, your favorite snack and candy, or a small plush toy. and while he's on his way to pick you up, he takes a picture of himself with the gist he's going to give you, sending it to you saying "I'm on my way, sweets, excited to see you already"

if you know how to play an instrument, then that's great! it only means that you and eita have more interests to share and you could jam together on late afternoons you have nothing better to do. but if you don't, that's fine as well, darling! if you'd like, he would absolutely be willing to teach you how to play guitar. but if you didn't, you'd instead be with eita in the room doing your own thing and being gorgeous while he practices. he doesn't mind, of course. he doesn't feel pressured of any sort. instead, he actually feels more relaxed and comfortable with you there.

I feel like he's the type to have a polaroid camera and love to take pictures on it with you. or, he would print your pictures in the style of a polaroid. he says it adds to that romantic feel of the memories the two of you make together. and that it would be easier to display around the things that he owns, like in his wallet, at the back of his phone, or just stuck to the wall beside his bed. for his favorite pictures of the both of you, he prints out two copies so that he could gift one to you.

when the two of you are on the train together on what you're assuming is going to be a long ride, you end up listening to music together one way or another. both of you always bring your earphones with you, but on the rare occasions only one of you did, you share. opting to play the one of the playlists the both of you made together, or one of the playlists you made for each other.

there was one time where you went to the mall with eita, satori, and wakatoshi. the other third years unfortunately not being available for the day. when you entered a music store and after a while of browsing around, satori called you and eita over. when you got to him, he handed you a record saying you should recreate it but with both of your faces hiding behind it. eita was reluctant at first, thinking that you might look like idiots to people that passed by but you liked the idea. you ended up doing it anyway, with satori taking the picture for you. even wakatoshi admitted that the two of you looked cute together in it.

eita writes songs for you. of course he does. and you love every single one of them. but you especially love the ones you could slow dance to in the evening in the comfort of the kitchen in your home. on a late night while the two of you were making midnight snacks with your playlist playing in the background, one of those songs that you especially loved played. giddily, you grabbed eita's hand, startling him and making him let go of the butter knife he was holding. but once he realized what your intentions were, he smiled and danced along with you to the song. he twirled you around and whispered in your ear once you looked at him in the eyes again. "you're absolutely stunning, love"

#☁️; [headcanons] #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #akaashi x reader #akaashi headcanons #kenma x reader #kenma headcanons #atsumu x reader #atsumu headcanons #haikyuu moodboard #pretty setter squad #oikawa drabble #kenma drabble #atsumu drabble #semi eita drabble #akaashi drabble #ACK I LOVE HOW THIS TURNED OUT

[luvring]

I LOVE YOU (NOT IN A CLICHÉ WAY)

akaashi x gn!reader | a love letter from him to you! i forgot i wrote this for myself as a supposed birthday surprise so. i guess that worked out for me

the thing about clichés is that at some point, you stop feeling anything at the sight of them.

yearning, infatuation, love so tender and whole that it wrapped around someone completely and sunk deep, deep, deep into their skin and bones, into their veins where they felt it was the same as the oxygen already flowing through—i need you like i need air to breathe.

the same idea repeated over and over until the point of akaashi’s current existence—where he sits, favourite blue gel pen in hand, with at least seven crumpled pieces of paper in the bin next to his desk and the light of his lamp more of a headache than anything—until it no longer feels like enough for whatever he feels for you.

he curses every film and novel for making oxygen too little, too mundane of a comparison for how fundamental you are to his existence.

five hours. five hours he’s been sitting here, reading poetry and writing drafts and bullet points of what he wanted to say, utterly failing at writing a single coherent paragraph. but he couldn’t afford to fail, not this time. this birthday was more important than any other before—it was the first of your birthdays together as a couple.

definitely not the first together, period. keiji thinks if he didn’t meet you when he was thirteen, he’d have turned out to be someone completely different.

and after so many years, everything about you came naturally to him. it was to the point that other friends and acquaintances had come up to him before with questions about gifts for you. you already had a mug with that design, you weren’t a fan of the shirt’s texture, and you could be picky about art of that character, but he could send some of your favourite artists for reference. the person who knew you best, second to no one but you, was akaashi keiji.

he has been since you were fifteen years old.

so the fact that he’s sat here for hours, failing, is a blemish on his record.

he refuses to call it a phenomenon because that word makes it seem so grand, when in reality his situation makes him so incredibly frustrated it was more of a curse. it was an ugly, annoying, unbelievable stain on his identity and soul because for fuck’s sake, shouldn’t it be easier now as your boyfriend?

not only does he know your different laughs and the way your lips wobble while you try to hide it, now he knows how it feels when you try to stifle the noise in the crook of his neck, a smile pressed against his skin. he knows the feeling of your fingers intertwined between his while walking through the farmer’s market, and raking through his hair after he’s showered while it’s soft and fluffy the way you adore. he knows the taste of your favourite lip balm against his lips, what it sounds like when you hum or giggle as you’re pressed against his body and your arms are wrapped around his neck. he could pick you out in a line up of people blindfolded if asked, just by the way you hugged him.

it should be easier for him than anyone else, because you weren’t just his oxygen—you were part of him.

but even that was another cliché.

keiji lets his head hit the desk, hands coming up to pull at the roots of his hair while a loud groan escapes his lips.

“should i learn how to bake?” he mutters to himself before grimacing. “watch me bake a cake and give the love of my life food poisoning. incredible plan. what the hell is in a cake? what would i even put on it? awful cursive lettering?”

no one talked about the pressure that came with the first birthday in a relationship. why is this not a more pressing specific situation for newly dating people? why did no one tell him he’d feel like a heavy rock rested on his chest at the thought of disappointing you not only as a friend but as a boyfriend. he thinks he could die.

he can’t, won’t, die, but you’ll get home from your friend’s place in only a couple of hours and he’s running out of time (not really. he’s doing this a week early, but he set a schedule for himself and it’s the principle of the thing.)

“fuck it,” he murmurs. “whatever, whatever. let what happens happen, and if it’s bad i’ll just…internally die.”

resolute, keiji puts his pen to the page and starts writing before the ink can bleed.

hi.

i’ve written drafts of this too many times already. maybe i shouldn’t tell you that so it seems like i’m a natural romantic, but it probably doesn’t surprise you that i’ve crumpled up a lot of paper in the last couple of hours because i tried avoiding being too cliché. but if i’m being honest i love you so much it feels like a cliché in and of itself. so i guess i’ll just lean into it and write whatever comes to mind.

i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you.

i love waking up to you every morning. i love cooking breakfast with you. i love wearing the “kiss the chef” apron kuroo gave us so i have an excuse to ask for a kiss on the cheek, even though i know you’d kiss me without it.

i love listening to you talk about your day and seeing the photos you took with friends. i love when you send me pictures while you’re out and ask what i think about your outfit. sorry i’m bad at knowing what to say, i’m really not lying when i say i think you always look nice. i know that isn’t super helpful when you’re being indecisive, but i hope i’ve gotten better over the years? i feel like i have but if you want to disagree i guess i’ll accept since it’s your birthday.

i love when you ask if i want to go out somewhere with you. i love sending you places and things i think you’ll enjoy. i love seeing how excited you get and i love surprising you with them a few weeks later. i love seeing our gifts for each other and souvenirs around the apartment every day i come home.

i love taking care of you, even when you think i shouldn’t, when you think you’re a burden for me. i’ll do the chores when you’re tired. i’ll get in the bath with you and wash and dry you, no matter how long it takes. i’ll dress you if you ask me to, let you steal my bracelets and slippers when you want them. i’ll make sure the bed is cold but the blanket is warm so you can cuddle beside me. i love being the person you come home to, and i hope i make it worthwhile every time.

you’ve always been there to remind me you love me, even when i think you shouldn’t, that it’s impossible that you do. so i hope you know i feel the same way about you, that i’ll love you despite what your head might say, and even if the world would end because of it.

i love being with you. even after a decade together, i only love you more and more.

and i do need you like oxygen. i need you like plants need the sun. you’re my favourite person, you’re my safe place, you’re my home. you’re my better half and your own person that just happens to fit with me. you’re my soulmate and also someone i was just lucky enough to meet. you fit every possible cliché and trope i can think of. every single one is true, which makes me think maybe you’re the kind of person old poets and writers were inspired by. they’re not around though, so i hope i can be enough.

happy birthday :) i’d say i hope we only get to spend more together, but at this point you couldn’t get rid of me even if you tried. (please don’t try though i’ll cry.) so instead, i hope every birthday is as warm and bright as you. i hope you remember i’m here with you, and always will be. every midnight you get a little older, all the way until the end. as cliché as all of this might sound, i love you forever,

keiji writes your name especially careful, making sure it sits perfectly on the line and each pen stroke is clean. then he draws a little heart beside you before signing off with his own name, and letting out a deep breath. his fingers tremble a little when he finally puts the pen down.

there’s blue ink on his hand, and he thinks there might be some on his temple from forgetting to unclick his pen. but it’s a problem for nightly routine keiji to wash off, not him now.

the letter would sit in a gift bag for another week, but then it would be in your hands. it wasn’t proofread—he could have spelt his own name wrong at the end and no one would know until then. but he can’t bring himself to reread it this time. maybe because he’s tired or doesn’t want to feel cheesy, maybe so it feels more romantic, more raw. maybe because at the end of the day, whether you loved the letter so much you framed it on your bedroom wall, or you accidentally spilled water and rendered every word illegible, he’d have you anyway. and you’d have him.

and he’d just write another one, once again filled with clichés and an embarrassing amount of i love you’s, as long as you’d let him.

pleak pretend this letter really is for u. it's half of this post come onnn it's for u now. happy birthday! i love u i love u i love u i love u (4 so it isn't a cliche) mwah

#haikyuu x reader #akaashi x reader #haikyuu fluff #akaashi fluff #haikyuu x gn!reader #i really did forget i had this. i wrote it like. 2 months ago #i was supposed to post it then too but i thought it was too boring and cheesy which is kind of ironic isnt it. #happy birthday from me/akaashi 2 u. read this on ur birthday. pleak

[bokubear]

Haikyuu!! — he has baby fever

❥ including ; ( timeskip! ) kiyoomi sakusa, osamu miya, akaashi keiji, daichi sawamura

❥ genre ; fluff, suggestive themes, mentions of pregnancy

❥ notes ; ahhh!! baby fever hits so hard in september :(

Sakusa isn’t one to leave notes all over, or hint at it. At least.. not where you can see. You’ll most likely notice him taking a little bit longer to stare at the baby clothes, or perhaps the cribs. That’s until he finds a MSBY onesie with his number on it that he rushes to you—urgently shoving it in your face with unfiltered happiness. It was enough to make your heart stop beating from how cute he was. “Kiyoomi.. Do you want to be a dad?” You whisper, glancing at the nearly bouncing Sakusa as he shows you to onesie which makes him stop in his tracks. His face flushed, the familiar fiddle with his fingers appearing. “Maybe..” he mumbles, pulling his mask further up his face. You giggle, receiving a betrayed expression from the opposite. And out of pettiness, you take it upon yourself to bug him about all the way home. “Boy or girl?” — “Hush.”

Osamu keeps you from doing anything. and by that i mean he becomes convinced you are pregnant ( in other words, he treats you like royalty. before you’d despised it and his sly smile, but being a princess wasn’t as bad as you thought not like you weren’t always treated like that. “ah ah, no lifting that it’s not good on your back.” the grey haired twin tutted, prying the box from your hands. “i’m not pregnant ‘samu…” you whined, osamu responding with that exact sly smile. “not yet.” you practically hiss at him, despite this still letting him feed you onigiri’s. Except for the one instance where you find a fantastic way to get revenge. Slipping into your shared bedroom, you lean against the doorframe—watching the unnecessarily hot cook laying on the bed give you a curious glance. “Since you were talking about a baby and all.” You begin, the man’s eyes bulging. “Really-“‘Joking joking.” He pouts as you laugh at his disappointed face, not anticipating for him to pick you up and drag you to the bedroom instead. “C’mon baby!” — “Hey!”

Akaashi mentions having a baby whilst his heads stuck in a parenting book. You hadn’t paid any attention to what he was reading until he said, “What do you think about a little girl?” You cocked a brow, tilting your head to read the title as the pieces for together. “I’d hope she has your eyes.” You chuckled, soaking up the way the editor’s cheeks progressively grow redder. It all started there. Little, settle things. It was precious. More than that. Simple train rides where he points out the places he’d want take her. Cafes the both of you visit daily where he’d buy her a hot chocolate in the cold Tokyo winters. Utterly heart-shattering. And the best is while you’re laying in bed, hearing a loud sigh from your lover. “Keiji?” You whisper, voice leaking concern. “I don’t know how I’ll handle two of you. Two of my worlds. I think my heart may just fail me.” God, he’s adorable.

Daichi hit the baby fever rampage on a peculiar day where it seemed the world dropped unlimited hints. In easier words, as a policeman the first moment struck while helping an expecting woman cross the road to her significant other—and his eyes it was you. Stomach swollen with child. And it ruined him. But as if that wasn’t enough, there were tons of families. Young children walking hand in hand with their parents, perhaps even asking him innocent wonderings and things. The world most definitely had it out for him. Daichi threw his hat off the second he stepped through the door, enveloping you in his scent in his daily hug. “I don’t have much time. I want my baby with a baby.” He mumbled, head buried in your hair. “What was that Dai..?” You piqued, the man speaking louder this time. “‘Want my baby with a baby.” You giggled, his warm cheeks molding into your hands—comfortable. “..I think we can arrange that.”

-maak

plagiarism, repost, and editing is prohibited

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Things I might turn into full fics later Pt. 1

Secret Agent! Kuroo x Dispatcher! Reader

So, this, uh, somehow, uh, like, quintupled in length from my original note, I don’t know how, but I guess my fingers slipped? Oops?

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||

Kuroo, Bokuto and Iwaizumi are Team 1

You, Akaashi and Oikawa are their dispatchers, respectively

The six of you share a communication channel, but you have a separate one with Kuroo similar to how Akaashi and Bokuto have one, and Oikawa and Iwaizumi have one

Kuroo always teases you through your comms even when the others are listening. You never fail to say something snarky back to him or completely ignore him altogether—

“If I return successfully on this mission, will you give me a welcome back kiss as a reward, Y/N-chan?”

“Tch, as if.”

“Argh, get a room, you two lovebirds, you have a separate channel you know.” Cue Oikawa fake gagging.

– but he always somehow gets sweeter and more sensual when talking on your private channel:

It's super late into the night. Akaashi and Oikawa have gone to sleep and you're borderline dozing off. Your chair is fully reclined and your feet are propped up on the desk.

“Y/N? You still there, sweet?”

You jerk up, your chair almost folding you in half with how fast you tried to straighten it.

Hands flying to the keyboard, looking at each screen you have of their info, vitals, location, supplies, etc., “Yeah? Yeah, what do you need? Are you guys okay?” you make sure everything is still green

“Yeah, we’re good, I just wanted to hear your voice, Kitten.”

Kuroo was always a little more straightforward when it was late at night.

You hum and the heat travels to your cheeks as you recline

You can see him through the CCTV cameras Akaashi got into.

“Talk to me, Y/N-chan… So I don’t fall asleep on these snoring fools.” He chuckles and you see him crossing his hand across his chest.

His voice was much softer than his usual strong and commanding one, but it was nice in your ears, so you closed your eyes and took a breath

“Hmm,” You lean back into your chair, “Did I ever tell you how much I hated you—”

“—I think you say that every day. In fact, sweetheart, at this point, I think you mean I love you.”

You sputter out a disbelieving laugh, “I was going to say how much I hated you for always somehow being higher in rank than me!” You try to defend, “Always beating me by a few points even though I gave my 110 per cent!” your voice slowly rose as you finished the sentence.

Akaashi turns in his temporary futon on the floor between yours and Oikawa’s

Your hand whips to your mouth, but luckily, he’s still fast asleep and Oikawa’s sleeping like a log, sheets ruffled and tangled all sorts of ways around his legs.

“Well, it’s what I like about you.”

You frown, “What? That I can never surpass you?”

You hear his deep but soft rumble of a laugh, “No, sweetheart, the fact that you always give it your all. It’s why I put my full trust in you as my partner behind the scenes. Speaking of which, why did you apply as a dispatcher, anyway? You definitely had the points and the commendations to be out here with me, Kitten.”

“Please, we’d be at each other’s throats if I was out there with you.” You reply without thought, but then mumble into your hand, “Who else was going to watch your back.”

“What was—” static cuts him off

Then a sharp ring in your ear has you whipping the earpieces out of your ears and bouncing on the desk where they eventually roll off to the floor

Even though he teases you so much, you can’t help but worry when you suddenly lose contact with him

“Kuroo? Hey! Do you read me?” All the text on your screen starts turning orange, red and flashing, “Kuroo!”

You shake Akaashi awake and throw a stress ball at Oikawa’s head but eventually have to kick him awake, “Hey, hey, wake up, we’ve lost them, get Ki-chan, Kenma and Kunimi-kun.”

Oikawa’s up and almost sliding the door off of its hinges to get them

Kiyoko-chan, Kenma and Kunimi-kun are assigned to the Intelligence team

they start working on why you’ve lost contact with them, hair all messy from just waking up and eyes half-lidded with sleep

It’s been a full five days since you lost contact. They weren’t even meant to be out there for longer than two days.

Before they left, you optimised their supplies so they wouldn’t be slowed down by the weight.

You know for sure that they’ve probably burned through it by now.

You were just about ready to barge up to the big bosses’ room, pretty much ready to gear up and go out there yourself. More than qualified to do so, too.

Akaashi was holding you back mumbling all sorts of arguments trying to convince you to stay put.

“Y/N! Where’s Y/N?!” Kenma’s voice echoes through the hallways, “Comms are back on! We’ve got contact!”

You’re rushing to your dispatcher’s room in no time and stuffing the earpiece in, “Kuroo!”

It’s not Kuroo’s voice that goes through, it’s Iwaizumi's.

“L/N-chan, we’re still looking for him, we got separated.”

“What? What do you mean ‘You’re still looking’? You mean he’s been gone for… how long?”

“A couple of hours after we lost contact, we got split up. We have his earpiece, it’s how I’m talking to you, mine was smashed to pieces.”

“Find him, find him, you need to find him!” you plead.

You jump when you feel a hand on your shoulder and meet Oikawa’s eyes, “L/N-chi, they’re doing the best their can, let’s do our best here too, okay? Breathe, Chibi-chan.”

You suck a deep breath, close your eyes, and then exhale, “Yeah, yeah.” You say and press the button to speak with Iwaizumi, “Sorry, Iwa-kun… Oikawa and I can check all the cameras and check the data in all of your black boxes. In the meantime, update Akaashi on your supplies, find water, and…stay safe… Find him...please.” Your voice breaks as you plead to him.

“Bokuto-san and I will do everything we can, L/N-chan.”

For the next couple of hours, you’re all cooped up in the dispatch room, tracing their movement, hypothesising where Kuroo might have gone, you map out the area knowing that he’d have gone to find water at some point.

It was a few hours later that you hear Bokuto yelling into the microphone, “We found him! Kuroo! Over here.”

You couldn’t even let out a breath before he’s saying something that makes your stomach drop to the floor

“Oh my God, Kuroo! Iwa-chan, we need your med kit! Quick! Kuroo, hey, stay with me.”

“Bo, Iwa-kun, what’s going on?” you plead.

“L/N-chan, I’m giving the headset to Kuroo, keep talking to him, keep him awake.”

You hear some shuffling and then a spluttering cough, “Keep the pressure, Bokuto! Here…gauze, bandage!”

You blink, stuttering out your breaths, he’s bleeding somewhere, you deduce, if he’s coughing up blood, chest wound? Internal bleeding?

“Ki—urgh—Kitten?” He heaves.

“Yeah, yeah,” You fix the small devices in your ear, “I’m here, I’m here. You need to stay awake, Kuroo.”

He only hums in response.

“Kuroo, you—you idiot! What were you thinking, what happened? I… I hate you, you know..”

He lets out a chuckle but then winces

“Y/N-chan, I’ve got visual!” Oikawa shouts and pushes the screen to you. You can hear Akaashi dispatching Team 2 (Daichi, Ushijima and Atsumu – weirdest combo you’ve seen, but somehow, they work well)

You see Bokuto and Iwaizumi hunched over Kuroo, they’ve got gauze, bandages and even Bokuto’s shirt pressed onto his right side and chest.

It’s soaked red.

Keep talking to him, keep him awake. Iwaizumi’s words bounce around in your head.

What do I talk about? What do I say? Usually, he’s the one talking, I… I only ever give instructions, Kuroo, Kuroo, what do I do to keep you awake?

“I…Kuroo, I… What’s, uh, your favourite colour?”

You hear him breathing heavily into the headset and faintly hear Bokuto and Iwaizumi working in the background. Your eyes are set on his figure on the screen, his chest is barely moving, and his eyes are half-lidded.

“Pink. Red. Or something.”

Your brows furrow, “Pink?”

“Yeah,” he coughs again, and you see blood splutter from his lips.

Red. Bright red. Even on his black uniform.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever colour you blush –urk—is my favourite colour.”

You collapse on your knees to the floor. “I…I really do hate you.” You shake your head. Even as he’s in a situation like this, he’s teasing you. Even in a situation like this, he’s thinking about you.

“I love you, too, Kitten.” You see him close his eyes and smile.

You don’t even recognise what he said, too on edge, especially when you see he’s paling quickly.

“Oi! Kuroo!” You stand up, pulling the screen closer to you, “Open your eyes! Please!”

“I’m not going anywhere, Kitten. Not until I get that welcome back kiss from you.” He breathes out a chuckle

Team 2’s entering the camera’s view and Daichi pulls out another med kit, water bottle and IV bag. Expertly, he’s fixing the bandages and inserting a cannula into the crook of Kuroo’s elbow. He attaches the tubing to the bag and hands it to Bokuto who holds it up.

Ushijima and Iwaizumi have unfolded a stretcher turning Kuroo one way and then the other to slide it under him without having to lift him

Soon after, they’re making their way out and your fingers are flying on the keyboard trying to follow their movement through the CCTV cameras.

“L/N-chan…L/N? Hey…”

You don’t stop even though you hear Oikawa calling for you.

Not until Oikawa swivels your chair to face him, “Hey…L/N-chan, it’s okay. I can take over from here.”

“No, no, He—”

“—He’s safe, Chibi-chan.” Oikawa reassures.

Akaashi comes up to you and places a tentative hand on your head, “You need to rest; you’ve been awake all day and all night.”

Oikawa nods, “Mmm, we can take over from here.”

“But I—"

“You trust us, don’t you? I promise you; I’ll make sure he comes back home to you, L/N-san.”

You nod and Akaashi leads you to your futon on the floor and tucks you in.

Before he stands up to get back to his chair, you take hold of his wrist, “Promise me, you’ll wake me when he gets here.”

When you wake up, there’s no one else in the room. Your head is heavy and pounding, but you sit up, with a hand at your temples

As you do, the door slides open.

You look up and see Akaashi with a food tray, “Oh, perfect, you’re awake, L/N-san.”

You blink up at him. Akaashi… 

Kuroo!

“Kuroo-san’s recovering if you’re wondering.” He sets the tray down on the floor next to you, “He’s in the infirmary. Stable, but still sleeping.”

You flick the covers from your body and move to get up, but you’re stopped by Akaashi.

“L/N-san, it’s okay. Eat first.”

“I need to go see him.”

“Eat first, he’s not going anywhere, he’s safe. You need to take care of yourself, too, L/N-san. For Kuroo’s sake, as well.”

You clench your hands and as if seeing your inner turmoil, he sighs and picks up the tray and walks to the door.

Your brows are pinched as he stops in the threshold to look at you, “You coming? You can eat in Kuroo-san’s room in the infirmary.”

When you get to his room, you see him you see him in a seated position on the hospital bed

If you hadn’t known what happened, you would’ve thought he was simply asleep.

“I’ll set your food here, L/N-san.”

You turn to Akaashi as he exits, “Thank you, Akaashi-kun. Really.”

He offers the smallest of smiles and nods before closing the door behind him.

You turn back to Kuroo, taking a few steps forwards to take one of his hands in both of yours.

There are small cuts on his hand that you run your thumbs over.

“Kuroo.” You whimper and your vision is blurring over with tears, “Kuroo, Kuroo, Kuroo.”

As if hearing you call, Kuroo’s eyes flutter open

You don’t see through the tears, but you feel him squeeze your fingers.

“Hey there, sweet.” He rasps.

Your head whips up to his face, “Kuroo! Kuroo…” you pull his hand up so that his fingers are touching your forehead.

He says something that you can’t hear

“Huh?”

“Come here.” He says a little louder. You shuffle closer to him, and he releases his hand to cup your cheek

“What do you need?” you ask him.

“Can I…”

“Hmm?”

“Can I have my welcome home kiss, now?”

You pull away and you see him with a small smile, “Idiot! How can you joke in a time like this?” You slap his shoulder, and he winces.

“Ah, sorry, sorry,” You cover the area with your hand, “I…” then you grab his hand again, holding back your tears, “I almost lost you, Kuroo. Hahhhh,” You look up at the ceiling to stop the tears from flowing, “I hate you. I hate how much you affect me.”

When you look at him again, he’s already looking at you with the softest of smiles. You quirk your lips and then lean in to press your lips to his.

“Welcome home, baka. Don’t do that again.”

As you go to pull away, you feel his hand at the back of your neck, pulling you back to him, “I’m home.” He says and then pecks your lips once more.

I had a lot of fun writing this. I really didn't intend for it to be this long hahaha, but I hope you liked it :3.

As the title says, If you guys want and if I'm feeling it, I might turn it into a full one-shot (Or even a mini-series with how long it ended up)

Anyways, have a good day!

This is Seven, signing off :)

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||

#haikyuu!! #haikyū!! #kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #bokuto #bokuto kōtarō #akaashi #akaashi keiji #iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa #oikawa tooru #hcs #things i might turn into full fics later #oops my fingers slipped #haikyuu headcanons #hq #hq headcanons #kuroo x reader #tetsurou x reader #kuroo tetsurou x reader #slight angst #kuroo's a tease #reader is cute :) #secret agent!kuroo x dispatcher!reader #secret agent!AU #haikyuu!! Secret agent!AU

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Akaashi, Bokuto and Kuroo

Reacting to their SO having a Mental Breakdown

Kenji Akaashi x GN! Reader; Kotaro Bokuto X GN! Reader; Tetsuro Kuroo x GN! Reader

Warnings: talks of mental illness, comfort

A/N: This is a request from @alreadyinsane!

Akaashi

Arguably the most supportive of the group

Not arguably actually, it’s facts

First off, Akaashi is the kind of guy who is going to have a tool belt of useful information and techniques at the ready

Let’s just say, this isn’t his first rodeo ok?

He knows you struggle with mental health because he he asks you about it!

Like Suga says, it’s a setters job to ask how their teammates are doing!

Akaashi just carries that outside of the game

So when you start having a mental breakdown, the first thing Akaashi is going to do is ask you what you need from him

Whether it be a hug, space, help with breathing techniques, this man has got you 👏🏻

He’s going to do whatever he can to help you through it

After things have calmed down, he is definitely going to continue to monitor your situation

He’s going to take time to make sure you are ok and he won’t leave you alone!

Even if he can’t be there, he will make sure your friends or parents are available for you

11/10 support system

Kuroo

He’s a literal dad

This man handles things with dad like behavior

He’s always watching out for you and making sure that you are mentally, emotionally and physically healthy

He monitors your water intake, food intake and your mental status multiple times a day

Please he had a system in place!

He will text you to make sure you’ve drank all your water and make sure you aren’t working to hard

But even thought he’s diligent, sometimes things happen

And mental health isn’t cut and dry

So if you do have a panic attack or just a mental break, he’s there for you

He’s not as efficient as Akaashi but he still asks you what you need

His first instinct is to be near you

But if you ask him for space, he will gladly give it to you but will still stay in the same vicinity

He always has food and water by him if you need it

If you need to talk, he will listen and give great advice

If you need a hug, man is a giant and will give you one in .02 seconds!

Solid 10/10!

Bokuto

✋🏻alright let’s be honest here-

I love this man with all my heart and as much as I’d love to say he would be amazing 😅

Ok let me give him this, he is very aware of your needs

He’s attentive to you but not always emotionally

He is very affectionate and will always comfort you

But man’s struggles with his own emotions so it’s kind of hard for him to help regulate

If you do have a mental breakdown in front of him, he is immediately going to be right there

And he is going to hug you

I do feel like he would respect you if you didn’t want to be touched but would it hurt his feelings? Yes, yes it would

If you have an emotional or mental breakdown, Bokuto is going to have one

You are this man’s pride and joy and he will immediately feel what you feel

He is weirdly good at reassuring you that everything will be ok tho

Like you know he will be there to help you if you need him!

He’s 100% that “it’s you and me against the world” partner

7/10 help during a mental breakdown but 100/10 gives the best hugs

#kuroo testuro #akaashi keiji #bokuto kotaro #gender neutral reader #gn!reader #kuroo x gender neutral reader #akaashi x gender neutral reader #bokuto x gender neutral reader #hq kuroo #hq akaashi #hq bokuto #haikyu x gender neutral reader #bokuto x yn #kuroo x yn #akaashi x yn #akaashi headcanons #kuroo headcanons #bokuto headcanons #tw: mental health #tw: mental instability #haikyu headcanons #hq headcanons #haikyu hcs #haikyuu!! #haikyu! #haikyū!! #kuroo x reader #akaashi x reader #bokuto x reader #mental heath awareness

[thatonericeball]

When They Find Out You’re Sick 〜 🤧

TW: Some swearing

You hear a voice from downstairs in your house, it’s muffled but from the sounds of it they’re talking really fast. You hear booming from the stairs leading up to your room and a loud whack. There’s a rustling noise and suddenly your door handle starts to move. In all honesty, you’re a bit scared because it feels like one of those scenes in a horror movie before someone gets killed. The anticipation builds and then they blast through your door, “THE ONE TIME I CAN’T OPEN DOORS YOU’RE DYING!!” You jump, maybe a scream a bit before you realise it’s them.

Bokuto, Noya, Hinata, Gin, Yamamoto, Tanaka, Kindaichi, Lev, Akiteru, Koganegawa, Hoshiumi, Asahi

Honestly you feel kind of judged by how thoroughly your room is getting cleaned. It was like one minute you’re lying in bed sneezing, coughing but they could have brought in a whole S.W.A.T team and the CIA to arrest the germs and bacteria. Despite that, there seems to be this underlying sense of judgement about the single speck of dust on your bookshelf. Besides they don’t wanna admit that they do care about you and they’d rather say they have better things to do or talk about other stuff. You feel a little inclined for intruding in on their “tight schedule” but with a huff and a dust of your shelves they say “it’s fine, just do get sick again I’ll be alone at school”

Sakusa, Kita, Yaku, Ushijima, Kunimi, Suna

You message him saying you’re not coming to school because you’re sick. Z e r o shits are given. His reply back is dry af like it’s just a “k” or “cool” ….or so you thought. You lie back down, a bit disappointed there wasn’t more to the bare text but you know it’s not a big deal. However, it was to him now. Sitting in class, he thinks and slowly worry begins eating away at him little by little. Maths, English, Science as each period goes by he thinks more about it. “My message wasn’t that bad but…”, “she knows I care right? …right?”, “No…wait…no I can’t be that bad surely not but what if **incoherent mumbling**”. It finally gets to the last period and the thought of his text to you has consumed his thoughts. He rushes to grab his phone but not too quickly as someone might notice. He’s not embarrassed about it…at all. He texts you back heaps of messages and/or a paragraph that mentions a offering of pudding.

Atsumu, Akaashi, Goshiki, Semi, Osamu, Kageyama

He feels so awkward because in truth he doesn’t know how to ask if you’re okay even though it sounds so simple. He either feels mostly shy or just out of place doing it. He’s noticed that’s been pretty inconsiderate of him and he does feel a bit guilty to say the least. One day the two of you were heading up class and he mustered up the courage to ask. He can’t even look you in the eye and he stutters a bit which is a pleasant surprise to you considering all you’ve seen is his confident exterior. Eventually, he manages a “Hey are you feeling okay?” You’re very happy that he asked this because he’s showing a softer side to himself. You smile and nod which makes him sigh with relief because he knows you’re fine. Although, he also seems to smile at how your mask looks too big for your face.

Tsukishima, Kenma, Iwaizumi, Shirabu, Terushima

He just sits beside you in bed and you insist he leaves you be because you might pass it on but this just causes him to go off about how “some germs aren’t strong enough to beat him”. He jokes about how he’s better than every little germ that’s causing your cold and that if he could, he’d personally fight them. He leans in for small kisses on the cheek from time to time but back out to tease and say “what a shame I can’t catch your cold!” ….he caught it anyways.

Kuroo, Oikawa, Futakuchi, Konoha, Ukai, Tendou, Daishou

“Huh? You’re sick okay I’m coming over, see you soon” he hangs up before you can say anymore. You didn’t want him to come over because you’d definitely pass it on to him but when he walked through the door you felt so much better. Knowing which blankets you find softest and the pillows you find the comfiest, he makes it his “duty” that they’re all with you. He’s hardworking presence that’s focused and determined on caring for you makes you smile more than anything else. “You sure about this? You might get sick,” you ask worriedly he nods, “Mm I’m sure! I just want you to feel better!”

Kai, Yamaguchi, Sugawara, Ennoshita, Shibayama, Fukunaga, Inuoka, Komori, Akagi, Aran, Daichi

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #hq x reader #hq x y/n #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu x yn #hq bokuto #hq hcs #haikyuu fluff #atsumu x y/n #nekoma #inarizaki #nohebi #fukurodani #itachiyama

[honeystwiggypeach]

Can I request Bokuto, Diachi, Osamu and Kita with a girlfriend that his friends are surprised he's into. Maybe they meet her for the first time and are surprised she's a more edgy/punk girl with a septum and tongue ring and half black/half white hair?

I definitely can write this!! It’s such a cute idea especially for Kita!!! Like Kita who seems like he’d settle down with a really quiet person ending up with someone who has an opposite style….would it hurt if I switch Osamu’s reader’s style to be very soft? I didn’t because that’s def not what you wanted but I’m debating on if I should write that separately or add something about that to my little prompt list!!(also I try to avoid describing readers so it’s inclusive to everyone!! So if I mention the hair at all it’s going to be very briefly!! I don’t mind describing piercings!) This makes me miss my dyed hair a bit😭but it’s ok I’m trying to grow it out and keep it healthy!!

Tw- light cursing, Akaashi’s subconscious thoughts could be insulting if you think too hard about them(they’re not mean he questions how reader and bo met!), making out? Getting caught making out?, I talk a ton about piercings, reader doesn’t have a belly button piercing, let me know if I missed anything!!

Bokuto

It shocked Akaashi, he’d thought Bokuto would settle down with someone quite the opposite of him maybe calmer in their looks to placate Bokuto’s strong personality but instead it was the opposite.

When you’d sat down beside Bokuto in front of akaashi he tried to keep his staring down to a minimum, how the fuck did you two even meet?

But that question was quickly wandered by Bokuto who began talking excitedly about how much he loved you and how he met you in detail and by the end of it Akaashi thinks he got a slight head ache from how many times he heard the name ‘y/n’.

He watched as you smiled shyly, quite the opposite of your personality, so while Bokuto seemed to get excited easily you were more inward with your excitements, which seemed weird to Akaashi, when he thought about it he’d thought bo would meet someone like him, but he guesses you balance him out perfectly the more he looks at you two.

Daichi

You’d met him through Suga, who met you through someone else. Anyways long story short, he did not expect to see you suck eachothers faces off when he walked into daichis apartment for dinner, like he’d been invited to do???

You two were even in the same style range surely Daichi wasn’t your type? He was though, Suga learned that quickly as he sees Daichi sit there a little stunned black lipstick smeared over his mouth as Suga rolls his eyes scoffing at the two of you.

“And no one told me you guys were together!” He complains.

Daichi’s scrubbing at his mouth while you giggle softly moving to set the table with plates he blushes when he processes Sugas words.

“It kind of just happened” he mutters, he was right it was just like a little spark that lit fire!

Osamu

Honestly, no one’s even surprised with the way you look.

Osamu has never brought home a girl, so they’re more so surprised that this mystery girl he’s been talking about actually exist.

Mama Miya absolutely loves you. She thinks you’re hair is amazing.

Osamu had told you his mother may come off strong since she’d been rather protective of them growing up but that didn’t happen at all, instead she was fascinated by your hair and piercings asking you if you think she’d look ok with another piercing.

Atsumu is intrigued asking how bad a tongue piercing hurts and if you’d go with him like he wasn’t afraid of needles. And Osamu smiles to himself he knows he picked the right person as he fidgets with a pretty ring in his pocket.

Kita

Honestly his grandma was a little confused, this was the girl Shinsuke had been talking to? All throughout highschool he hadn’t boughten a girl home in fear that his grandmother would love her and then they’d break up.

So you were the first girl he brought home, and that left little to no idea of what his type of girl was to his grandmother.

She smiled fondly seeing how you smiled softly at Shinsuke.

Eventually she grew to love every bit of your style, picking up random records for you or jewelry she’d see in town that reminded her of you and you nearly wanted to cry when she’d given you a belly button piercing with a little bat on it and just stared at you confused when you told her you didn’t have a belly button piercing.

Anyways! Let me know if you want to see more because I love writing requests!!

#anons #reader insert #x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #bokuto x reader #daichi x reader #Osamu x reader #Kita x reader

[shoyoackerman]

fate brought me to your mini College Student Keiji hc and I never knew I needed this side of keiji. I never simped for him or payed him lots of attention (the stupidity, I know this now), but I love how you wrote him in timeskip!! I wanted to know if you could do more college!keiji hcs in the future. Actually I’ll ask properly-when you have time and a chance, can you please do more college!keiji hcs that elaborate more into his daily life and shenanigans? (maybe why he decided to get those hot piercings too?) SORRY FOR BEING SPECIFIC, I just loved the writing! It’s nice seeing him with more to him than just the books and dark academia vibe!

thank youuuu I’m so glad you liked it!! I’m definitely gonna be doing more college hcs for other Haikyuu characters so if you’d like to request for more, you’re more than welcome! I hope you like this one

college!keiji hcs

| Keiji is not proud to admit, but he can’t count on both hands how many times he has been close to being arrested by the police. He would like to say that his friends are to blame, but really he is just as much to blame. (The Taco Friday incident both highly iconic and banned from discussions)

| Avid ice eater. He gets shit from Tetsurou and Shoyo who both like to make fun of him by gifting him a bag of ice for his birthday — jokes on them, he finishes it by the end of the week — He just likes the numbing feeling of eating the ice and likes the way it tastes. (Is a water elitist and won’t drink certain brands of water)

| Keiji takes Art, Law and the study of Classics. The last two are heavy content, and definitely stresses him out when he gets too caught up in his brain. Thankfully he has great friends who will drag him from his dorm (they have once physically tied him up in tape) and help clear his mind.

| One of the many ways is by smoking a little green. When Keiji was first offered he completely panicked and was thinking of all the ways he was going to jail and how his life would be ruined and would be forced to sell his body behind a 7/11 for slushie.

| He now is one of the most prominent stoners in the group, second to Shoyo and Satori. Weed helps calm him down, stops the overthinking and lets him have the best sleep ever. It also is when he is coerced (not really because he usually starts the drama) into participating in the dumbest of shit. He likes to complain but secretly he loves it.

| He still overthinks and some days are worse than others. Thinks that his friends don’t really like him, that they’re only pitying him. Thinks that everyone will still see him as boring, plain Keiji. Fears one day he’ll wake up back in high school and all his progress will be wiped away.

| Of course those fears are wiped away when Kotaro comes running into his room and physically lifts him from his bed because it’s movie night and they were watching the princess and the frog and he needs to hug Keiji when Dr. Facilier shows up.

| Keijis tattoos and piercings mean a lot to him. They were the first step of his new persona and he was both scared but excited. He was questioned a lot by everyone. His friends were all concerned but they stopped the questions and were supportive when they saw how mesmerised and happy Keiji was.

| Mans has the highest pain tolerance. Breezes through every tattoo and piercings. Has the audacity to say ‘oh that didn’t hurt as much as I thought’ when getting a tattoo on his ribcage.

| CRYSTAL BOY KEIJI. Has tarot cards all over his dorm room and his crystals are everywhere. Open the kitchen cupboard for a cup, you’ll find an Amethyst there instead. In the bathroom looking to wash your hands, you mistake the soap for rose quartz. His crystals are the equivalent of his children. Kotaro and Yuji were playing around with one of his crystals, dropped them and watched as their life flashed before their eyes.

| Nobody talks about May 13th. Dubbed as the reckoning of Keiji Akaashi.

| ASTROLOGY BOY KEIJI. Our favourite Sagittarius. (has his sign tattooed behind his ear) ABSOLUTELY will bring up people's signs as to why they're being bitchy that day. Has multiple astrology apps on his phone that he will pull out during an argument. If he feels like being petty he will outright say ‘you're a Virgo? We can’t be friends’ Sends everyone their horoscopes for the day.

| Likes to roleplay warrior cats with Kenma. Shoyo and Takanobu walked in on the two of them on their hands and knees hissing at each other with cat ears and tail. Immediate trauma and needed to be consoled when they were attacked by the two of them.

| Coffee addict? No. Energy drink addict? Absolutely fucking yes. Has an actual wall of energy drinks in his room. Is extremely proud of himself. Is in competition with Shoyo, Kenma and Satori over who has more energy drinks. (Nobody drives with Satori purely for the fact has backseat has been overtaken by empty cans)

| Has scared little children with his tattoos and piercings.

| Keiji, Shoyo and Kenma are a triple threat when they’re all dressed up. Pulls the most bitches out of everyone in the group. Much to their friends' disbelief because they’re also the biggest gremlins ever.

| Bleached his eyebrows and dyed them purple. Was dared to whilst high. Tetsurou dared him. In return for no reason at all Kotaro dyed his ass in support. Nobody dared him and nobody knows why they encouraged his behaviour.

| Nobody would expect it, but whenever he studies Keiji likes to listen to phonk. He can’t explain it but it helps him study better. Everyone get the surprise of their life when he was handed the aux cord.

+ BONUS

When Keiji got his first tattoo his parents didn’t talk to him for four months. Ignored his presence and acted like they didn’t have a child in the first place. Their reactions had made Keiji regret what he did and he was almost tempted to get a tattoo removal appointment. But his friends had been there to talk with him, to help him understand that he had no reason to change who he was becoming. That it wasn’t his problem but his parents who needed to understand and learn. That he was not the problem.

Overtime Keiji grew comfortable into his own skin, slowly coming out of the box that he had been confined in.

His parents slowly became more accepting and understanding. They understood that they were at fault when the three of them sat down and talked. There are still some difficulties that they are yet to sort through but Keiji can see the change in his parents.

His tattoos are his safe place and one of his ways of self-expression. No distinct style but Keiji loves that, his body is a chaotic mess of ink to anyone who doesn’t know him. But each tattoo, no matter how obtuse, has a special meaning and memory.

(He has eight tattoos along his left arm. Small chibi animals that represent his friends. When they saw it, they all burst into tears)

+ BONUS PT.2

| Keiji Akaashi Playlist (he religiously plays this 24/7)

+ BONUS PT.3

| Keiji has three styles. (Plus when he’s a gremlin in a dirty hoodie and sweats)

#haikyuu #haikyuu college au #keiji akaashi #shoyo hinata #kuroo tetsurou #kozume kenma #kotaro bokuto #takanobu aone #yuji terushima #suna rintaro #tendo satori #my loves #numba ones FR #chaotic gays #haikyuu 2022 #haikyuu au #haikyuu headcanons #shoyoackerman

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Hi!!! I just saw your matchup event and i couldn’t resist the urge to participate >-<. I’m glad that I saw it, because I just scrolled past your masterlist and I saw some juicy content which i’m DEFINITELY gonna read later!!!

I wanna congratulate you for your 300 followers, i’m sure you really deserve them!! <33

Of course ignore this if it’s uncomfortable for you, no pressure!!

Okay so the fandom i’m gonna request from is Haikyuu!

I’m a scorpio, ISFP, 7w6, I really like photography and i’m studying cinema atm. My hobby is writing poems since i consider it the only way I can properly express my emotions; I also like to read, especially manga, and listen to music. I love to experiment hair colours hehe

I’m a stubborn person, with precise goals in life. I love creating new relationships but, the moment the other person shows me that they don’t really care about me, I’m gonna leave without looking back.

Im very loyal in friendships or relationships, and I love to listen to people. I’m very independent and I prefer to stay alone most of the times

I hope I described myself enough because I don’t really know what to say 🫠

Thank you in advance for your time and take care 🥺🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻

Fandom: Haikyuu

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Spoiler from the manga (Akaashi's job)

Word Count: 0.6K

A/n: This one was tough lmao. Thank you so much honey! I'm glad that you enjoyed my work! feel free to send requests if you have anything on your mind :>💕

I match you with...

Keiji Akaashi!

I was actually doubtful about Choosing between Oikawa and Akaashi, but in the end I went with Akaashi cause you know... He's Akaashi :>

Akaashi is a super thoughtful and understanding person. He's kind, also indepentednt and charming as hell. He will never cross your boundaries and always gives you the space and time you need to yourself; though he will not hesitate to interfere when you have a serious problem and will do his best to make you feel better.

You do not have to worry about his feeling toward you. As I said before, he is a thoughtful guy, and he will definitely think it through before stepping in a relationship. If he's in a relationship with you, you have to know that he definitely loves you; or else he wouldn't be here.

He listens to other people (Bokuto) just like you and will do his best to make them feel better (we've witnessed that in the anime) so you have something to talk about when you open up to each other lol; because sometimes listening to people just takes so much energy, you know?...

Akaashi is also a supportive boyfriend. He shows interest in the major your studying (no matter what it is) and will gather information about it so he can have a better understanding of what you're interested into. He will be your model if you ask him to (ask him, this hot guy is definitely a good catch), I'm not sure if he will be willing to let you color his hair, but I'm sure you can both compromise on it or maybe even make a bargain...? <3

You like reading manga? Well lucky for you, your s/o is a manga editor! You can read all the manga's he edits before gettng published officially, so that's definitely a benefit to you🚶🏻‍♀️

Akaashi loves to be in a relationship with an independent person. He admires your independence. He's been taking care of people for quite a while, and he prefers to be with someone who's mature and is able to take care of himself.

He is a pro at reading your mood, and as the thoughtful boyfriend he is, he will give you the space you need. He might not even ask you about your problem directly, but he will ask you how you're feeling and if you need help with anything. So don't think that he doesn't care about you; he just doesn't want to bother you and trusts you because he knows you're able to do thing on your own.

This guy might look cold, but he has a big golden heart, and you don't have to look closely to notice it :)

In a relationship, he's actually warm caring person. Not the energetic type of boyfriend, but the smooth type of guy. He makes you feel relaxed and comfortable, you feel like you can open up to him about anything since he's not judgmental and Honestly it's hard not to fall in love with a guy who's always sweet and polite :>. So if you're looking for something comfy, peaceful and calm, he's definitely the guy for you.

Tries his best to keep a balance between his work and you. Even when he's been working for 5 hours, he will still take you to the restaurant he promised you only to see your beautiful smile.

Please don't let him overwork himself tho ಥ_ಥ

I think I should have matched you with Kuroo, but I don't know... 🚶🏻‍♀️

Thanks for participating in my event! :)

#Akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #Keiji akaashi x reader #akaashi fluff #akaashi headcanons #hq headcanons #haikyuu headcanons #Akaashi hcs #Akaashi x you #Akaashi x y/n #AshTheMadWriter's 300 follower event #AshTheMadWriter

[burningthetree]

I LOVE ASK GAMES! please talk to me about your year in writing! okay for ao3 wrapped! Would you pretty please answer numbers 3, 6, 10, 12, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, and/or 29 😇

I realize I am being unreasonable but I cannot help it :) please feel free to skip any or all

YES CAT OMG THANK YOU <3 i love talking about my writing let’s go!

(if you know me irl don’t you dare read under the cut)

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

Either of my longer fics. I always had trouble writing longer stories (which is fine! Shorter stories are just as great, but I always wanted to write something longer and never seemed to be able to) so I’m just proud that I somehow managed to tell a story that is unreasonably and unnecessarily long. I specifically have forget me not in mind, but also safe and warm because I feel like my initial plan for that one is just as big a lie as my plan was for fmn and it’s going to be over 100k again I fear. But that’s something I’m proud of! Starting out with a small idea and then realising it’s going to evolve into something bigger than I’d anticipated, and then still sticking with it to see it through to the end, even if it gets overwhelming sometimes.

6. Favorite title you used

safe and warm! I struggled with what to pick for the title at first, but then felt relatively content with it. And I don’t want to base my satisfaction on outside validation but the people that did comment on the title pointed out the exact things I had in mind for it and that gave me a boost in serotonin

10. What work was the quickest to write?

I’ve been struggling with literally everything this year LOL I don’t think anything was quick to write. Especially after writing forget me not last year within four months everything just feels painfully slow. Albeit not quick per se, safe and warm is the quickest in comparison to the rest I’ve had lying around for months lol

12. How many WIP's do you have in your docs for next year?

So many 😭 let me go count them. I think it's seven. Yikes. But I'm currently only actively writing two. And one of those two will be finished in December, so currently it's eight but 2023 it'll be seven 'only'.

16. What's your most common "Additional Tags" tag?

My gut feeling says Hurt/Comfort and Angst. Let me go check. Yeah, it's definitely Hurt/Comfort. All my fics except one have that tag. I just…vibe with it a lot. As does everyone I know.

17. Your favorite character to write this year?

Kuroo! I genuinely think he’s my absolute favourite in all of Haikyuu!! and I’m having such a good time writing him, though I was very surprised because I always thought it'd be Akaashi or Oikawa. But writing him gives me so much joy and I find it relatively easy (though whether or not my version of him is accurate in relation to the canon-version is debatable). I'm also having a lot of fun with Kiyoomi and Atsumu, they're both such little shits it's a delight to write them.

I'd be a fake if I didn't mention Hawks, though. I find him very easy to write as well, and I had a lot of fun! Some of the whumptober prompts (I haven't forgotten about the collection, I promise, I will finish it one day!) went by really fast because they were Hawks-centric, even though it was my first time writing him. But I don't know, I enjoyed it a lot.

18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?

Iwaizumi. I swear to god. I keep including him in my fic for the sake of IwaOi but sweet jesus he is driving me INSANE. I’ve never had this many issues with any character and I’m losing my goddamn mind because I don't know how to fix it. Also Edgeshot. I hate that man (I don't, but I do. I really do. I don't).

19. What's one pairing you want to explore next year?

YakuLev! I’m not the biggest fan of Lev because I find him really annoying but I’ve had an idea for them for the longest time now and I’ve started writing it a bit but it’s nowhere near done, so I’m hoping I get to finish it next year at some point! Also I've had an idea for SunaOsa for a while now that I've been meaning to write but haven't been able to get around to yet. So hopefully 2023 will be when I'll get to it!

I've also started to get a little invested in Aizawa/Mic so I've been thinking about them a little as well, also Levi/Erwin for some godforsaken reason lol (kudos to that one person on TikTok making constant videos about them and dragging me down that hole). So maybe I'll explore them next year, who knows, but I don't know if I'm well-versed enough in these fandoms to write something I'd be happy with regarding quality, but we'll see.

20. Which work of yours have you reread the most?

Probably forget me not, purely because it’s the one long fic I’ve ever written. And I didn’t have any trouble writing it at all, with barely any writer’s block or creative block, which has been an ongoing issue with my current bokuaka that I just cannot seem to continue atm. So I'm looking at it for the character dynamics and set-ups of the scenes to get some inspiration and to revisit how I did it in the past in a way that works for me, and to see if I've changed anything without noticing that makes it work a lot less. Also just structure-wise it’s nice to revisit an older work that is relatively long to see what can be adopted into the new fic and what wouldn’t work.

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

On my way to reread my writing to find something! Okay, as much as I always complain about writing Iwaizumi, some of the IwaOi bits I've written are my favourites. This is from Chapter 5 of safe and warm so spoilers if you haven't read it yet, but I had a lot of fun writing this star-crossed lovers bit, and it's a little long so my apologies, I just didn't know how much to include in this post and where to cut off. So it might seem a little odd out of context, but oh well.

Walking up the stairs to where Tooru had been hiding for a long time – they had both lost count of how long it had been – Hajime started to doubt everything about their plan, even though he had been the one to come up with it in the first place. Though he’d had the idea, that didn’t mean he had to like it, because he didn’t. If there was a different way, a way that would ensure Tooru’s safety and keep him close, Hajime would choose that, without hesitation and without a doubt. But there was no other option. There never had been. Not for them. Their love had been doomed from the start. And Hajime had walked into it head-first, fully aware of the pain he’d encounter on the way, and yet he hadn’t been able to stay away from Tooru. The same was true for the other man. “Hey,” Tooru greeted him in a serious tone that he rarely ever used. The grimness of the situation had finally settled in, and Hajime longed for the times when he used to get annoyed with Tooru’s usually playful and obnoxious tone. Hajime didn’t greet him back, didn’t find it in him to say anything, not with how tight his throat was feeling. He was sure that if he opened his mouth now, he would end up crying, and he wanted to avoid that at all cost. Because if he did, he knew that Tooru would object to ever leaving, and he couldn’t risk that, not if he was already risking everything he had by simply coming here. “Hajime,” said Tooru, approaching him carefully as if Hajime was a frightened deer that could be set off at any minute. He wasn’t scared for himself, he really wasn’t. It wasn’t like he was particularly fond of his life anyway, not when he remembered how many people were scared of him for following his father’s footsteps. Not when he remembered how scared Akaashi Keiji and Bokuto Koutarou had appeared earlier as Washijou thought it necessary to injure their friend in such a pointless manner as well. “Hajime, look at me,” said Tooru and walked up to him, cupping his face with gentle hands. The warmth of Tooru’s palms against his skin was filled with love, and it helped him calm down a little bit, to stop his thoughts from spiralling out of control. Hajime did as he was told, and Tooru’s loving brown eyes were set on his, his eyebrows creased in worry even as his lips gave him a smile.

It was a rare sight, having Tooru express such genuine emotion without hiding it beneath a layer of pretentiousness which Hajime hated and that he could see through as if it was a clear window with the curtain withdrawn. Only when they were alone did Tooru allow him to see his real emotions, and even though Hajime could always tell when his boyfriend wasn’t being sincere, he appreciated his honesty and transparency whenever it was just the two of them. “I have to go soon,” said Hajime as he took Tooru’s hands in his. “They are going to the palace soon, to try and find Sakusa and Kuroo. Most of us will go there, so take these.” He handed Tooru the tickets, who took them hesitantly. “It is your best chance. The sun is setting soon, so escape in the dark. Go to the train station, take these, and leave.” “Hajime, I–” Tooru started, but Hajime interrupted him. “There is no time for objections, Shittykawa,” said Hajime, pressing the tickets into Tooru’s palm with such urgency, he almost tore the paper as he did so. “I wasn’t going to object,” said Tooru, faking disappointment and something that Hajime couldn’t quite pinpoint. “I was just going to say that I love you, but I guess you don’t want to hear that, so–” “Shut up,” said Hajime. “I want to hear that.” “What now?” said Tooru, and Hajime could feel the familiar annoyance rise in him at Tooru messing around with his emotions, fully aware that Hajime had a horrendous understanding of his emotions and a hard time dealing with them. “You want me to shut up or tell you that I–” “I am begging you,” said Hajime, “to quit teasing me so. I need you to tell me. Please.” “You’re annoying,” said Tooru. “You’re grumpy and you insult me all the time and you are the sweetest and best person I know. I love you, with all my heart, and after

There you go! This was the first passage that came to mind because this drama has such a chokehold on me, and I cannot wait to dive into it deeper. Thank you so much Cat, I absolutely loved rambling here <3

#asks #cat #thank you for making me talk about my writing #if you know me irl and you see this no you didnt #julie is rambling #julie is writing #<- been a while since I used that one

[augustinewrites]

hq dads that can’t say no to their babies & come home with a pet + » bokuto, atsumu, suna, oikawa, akaashi

BOKUTO - resistance: -3/10

akaashi once explained to you that bokuto had approximately 37 weaknesses. in a surprising twist of fate, it turns out that his best friend was wrong, because bokuto has 41. (the last four being you and the three sons you share.)

so you shouldn't have been surprised, really, when a trip to the grocery store ended with you having no ingredients for dinner. you're in the kitchen flipping through a well-loved cook book when you hear the front door open, your mini army returning from their trip to the store.

"hey, did you remember the onions?” you call over your shoulder, humming when you pull a mixing bowl from the shelf.

you're answered by a fit of giggles from your children. bokuto's standing behind you when you turn around, holding two things that are definitely not onions.

"bokuto koutaro,” you start slowly, hands placed on your hips. “what is that?”

he holds up the plastic bag, grinning. “takeout. your favourite.”

“i’m talking about the dog.”

“oh, him!” he laughs, hefting the wiggling husky pup in his other hand. “this is oreo.”

“and what is oreo doing in my house?”

he sets the takeout bag on the counter, holding oreo to his chest. “um…being a cute puppy?” his eyes widen a little when you don’t reply. “boys! c’mon, just like we practiced in the car…”

eyes narrowed, you watch as your children flank their father, making promises of, ‘we’ll fill his food bowls and take him on walks!’ and ‘we’ll pick up his poops and give him lots of pets!’

“fine, but i’m adding it to your chore charts,” you grumble, bokuto high-fiving them all as you rub your temple. he sets oreo down on the floor and letting the boys run out into the yard with him.

he wraps his strong arms around you, pressing a kiss to the crease between your brows. “babe, the puppies were on sale and the boys talked me into it—”

you roll your eyes, watching the puppy in your yard barking excitedly as he chases a soccer ball, wondering just how a seven year old, five year old, and two year old could talk a grown man into doing something. “did you even go to the grocery store?”

he nuzzles his face in your neck (affection is the best distraction). “we were on the way, but we passed the pet store and they said they wanted a puppy, and— well, you know i can’t say no when they look at me like that!”

ATSUMU - resistance: 1/10

it’s been a while since atsumu’s succumbed to anyone’s charms. he’s long used to being the one doing the charming and it’s a gift, really, that he’s such a natural at it. it works on you, doesn’t it? all it takes is a hooded gaze, a pout of his lips, and you’re mush. absolute putty in his hands. what a blessing it was, to have (as he claims) syphoned a chunk of osamu’s charisma and wile in the womb.

but as his seven year old daughter flashes him the look, he knows that as much as it’s a blessing, it’s also a curse.

and he’s succumbing to it. in fact, the only thing stopping him from immediately whipping out his credit card is the thought of you, and how pissed you’ll probably be.

all it takes is one trip to the countryside to visit kita (and get some rice), a look down at her precious eyes and the adorable pout on her lips as she says, “please, daddy? i really really love him.”

the miya charm has been turned against him. weaponized, actually. this is karma, he knows it, and one week later, everything catches up with him.

“miya atsumu!” your yell echoes through the house, your footsteps heavy on the stairs (like a death march personified) before you kick the door to your bedroom open.

oh, shit. (should he take his shirt off?)

“something wrong?” he asks, feigning cluelessness.

it only seems to piss you off more though, shoving your phone under his nose. “why did i just get a confirmation email about full boarding for our new horse?”

he hardly has time to open his mouth when your daughter trails in behind you, an excited glint in her eyes as she unintentionally adds fuel to your flames. “his name is chestnut!”

SUNA: resistance: 3.5/10

suna tried really hard to say no, he swears. tried to walk quickly past the pet store and to go grab aran’s birthday present without distraction. but all it took was a little squeal of, “look, daddy! kitties!” and he’d been powerless to fight the insistent tug on his hand as his five year old daughter pulled him towards the litter of kittens in a storefront.

he’d just gone in to let her look, he swears. but then his baby was crowding the little pen, and suddenly he was asking an employee if she could hold one. and seeing his daughter hold that little kitten (white with little brown patches) was all it took.

he’d spent at least half an hour at the pet store, leaving with a cute pink collar and a tinkling bell, ceramic food bowls, veterinarian approved food and treats, toys with feathers and pom-poms, and a kitten named patches in a carrier.

your daughter doesn’t even give him a chance to come up with a valid story or reason, immediately coaxing her new kitten out and hauling it up into her arms, running into the living room to show you.

he’s well aware of how lucky he is when the kitten curls into your lap, your daughter gazing down at it so adoringly, stroking its fur so lovingly.

"we're definitely going to talk about this later," you promise, and suna tries to recall the list of chores you'd asked him to do before then. if the bathrooms are cleaned, maybe you'll go a little easier on him--

"oh, did you pick up aran's birthday present? i need to wrap it."

suna, standing there with an armful of cat supplies, just sighs.

OIKAWA - resistance: 2/10

"a puppy is fine," you'd said when oikawa brought up finally getting a family pet. "not a cat, not a hamster, not a turtle or bird. a dog."

"i've always wanted a big dog," you'd told him, when he'd asked which breed you'd preferred. it'd be so cute, a handsome golden retriever or labrador dressed up in a bow for this year's christmas card.

"a dog, tooru," you remind him as he herds the kids into the car. "come home with a bird and you're sleeping on the couch."

"you underestimate me, mi amor," he laughs, kissing your cheek. "i'll come home with a dog more loyal than iwa-chan."

so when he comes home from the pet store with your son and daughter in tow, you expect their excited babbling to be accompanied by barking.

it's not.

instead, your children present you with a cage holding a guinea pig.

your eyes immediately lock onto your husband, who is standing behind them holding a box containing an unassembled guinea pig hutch and a box of chocolates. the ones from your favourite chocolatier in retiro.

you take the chocolates with a huff, all your dreams of the perfect family photo for your cards flushed down the drain.

"explain yourself," you say flatly, the kids giggling as their new guinea pig sniffs at their hands. meanwhile, you smack oikawa's arm with the box of chocolates. "i wanted a dog."

"but they really, really, wanted the guinea pig," he tries to reason. "and i--" he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a little bow. "look, a bow! for your photos!"

he sleeps on the couch that night.

AKAASHI - resistance: 3/10

"akaashi?"

he glances up at you over the rims of his glasses. "yes, love?"

"how was the mall?" you ask, obviously probing as you set your blazer aside.

"good," he shrugs, your daughter snuggling into his side. "we got some new books. how was work?"

"that's nice," you hum in agreement, standing before the two of them now. "and it was fine, i got a great author to sign with us today."

he's sweating a little now, the anticipation building in the room. "that's great news. we should celebrate. would you like to go out for dinner--"

"akaashi."

"yes, my love?"

you pluck the book from his hands. "why is there a rabbit laying on your chest?"

"his name is nibbles!" your daughter exclaims, patting the rabbit's white fur. "he's so cute!"

"he's very cute," your husband agrees, kissing the top of her head. "you see, we were on our way to the bookstore when we saw the rabbits in the--"

your daughter reaches under the blanket. "and this is sniffles! i didn't want nibbles to get lonely when we go out!"

so, naturally, he purchased another rabbit.

"akaashi," you say a little more firmly, squeezing your eyes shut with a sigh.

"...yes, love?"

you lift nibbles off of his chest, stroking a hand over his admittedly soft fur. "did you even try to say no?"

"no."

because that's how akaashi is. one bedtime story always turns into two. one more episode of paw patrol always turns into two more episodes of paw patrol.

and like a magic trick, one rabbit turns into two.

#bokuto x reader #atsumu x reader #suna x reader #oikawa x reader #akaashi x reader #bokuto koutaro #miya atsumu #suna rintarou #oikawa tooru #akaashi keiji #haikyuu!! #haikyuu headcanons #dad!hq brainrot

[angelplummie]

Okay so like for starterssssss, I love getting represented as a chubby gal 🥺🥺 so I love you for writing that last Oikawa imagineeeee 😩😩😩

Soooo, I was wondering if I could request a plus size reader that really likes Kuroo, (and he’s like a super cliché bad boy🤰🏽) but he’s too embarrassed to be seen with Y/n. So she starts to hit on his friend or try to make him jealous. (I want you to add your own little idea here! But likeee, make her a baddie 😘😘)

Thanks baby 😚

HE’S A SCUMBAG DON’T YOU KNOW

KUROO X CHUBBY F!READER

Angsty?? kinda, a pinch of suggestive stuff

masterlist

post girlboss was referring to

a/n:i decided to go for emo / anger issues / definitely has punched a hole in his wall kuroo, just cuz i love writing losers, and i love seeing grown men cry. reader is like 20/21 just like college age yk, kuroo is 23 as stated in fic. p.s where my artic monkey hoes at

warnings: swearing, mentions of sex n specific sexual acts, suggestive stuff, uhhh bad boy but he’s not a (bad boy) he’s just a (bad) (boy) he’s just no good, like no fr never date guys like this, he may SEEM COOL and give you the dick but girl you will be so embarrassed once u realised u gave up the kitty for a man that genuinely believes tame impala and mac demarco are unheard of and calls himself an empath even though he’s mean to his mum every time she comes over to help with the laundry and has manipulated every girl he’s ever been in the vicinity of but i digress! on with the story!

“Kuroo-!” you yelped in surprised, bed bouncing beneath you. The second he had thrown you down, he ripped off his shirt and made a noise of frustration when he couldn’t shed his skinny jeans fast enough. Brows furrowed, he began hopping furiously to yank them off.

You laughed, much to his annoyance.

“You’re gonna hurt yourself if you keep up with that. What’s the rush?”

He sighed, and carefully pulled them off his ankles. Standing up straight, he seemed to have composed himself, with that cocky smirk on his rugged face. Your eyes trailed down his lean, long body. It was all you could do not to scream, he was so gorgeous. He took a few sweeping steps to where you lay, and got right on top of you, hands either side of your head. His eyes bore into you, it made you squirm internally, not that you would ever admit it.

“Just want you so bad, kitten.”

You barked out a laugh as if your heart didn’t jolt at his stupid pet name. It was such a stupid name, but coming from him it made you melt. Again, not like you’d ever admit it.

“Ew, Tetsu don’t call me kitten, it’s cr-“

He cut you off by leaning down and kissing you, you could feel his snake bites against your bottom lip. He groaned softly, shoving his tongue down your throat. He tasted like his sour apple vape, and his hair was soft when you ran your fingers through it. You could barely contain your butterflies, eyes squeezed closed.

“Come on babe, you know you like it.”

No matter how many times you and Kuroo hung out, it always felt so fresh. Maybe it was because he was exciting, or because he was a little bit wild, you didn’t know.

He leaned down closer to you, getting on his elbows, deepening the kiss. He pulled away and smirked at your breathlessness. With a slender, ring adorned hand, he reached beneath your top and cupped your tits over your bra. He gave them a sharp squeeze and started placing chaste kisses on your neck. He was considerate like that, didn’t leave hickeys because he knew they’d be hard to cover for you. He groaned as he jiggled the fat of your boobs in his hands,

“God, you have the nicest tits, babe.”

You had been dating for nearly 3 months now, if that was what it was. To be honest, you weren’t really sure what you were. You hang out all the time at his or your place, there was rarely a time when you didn’t have an ache between your legs, one way or another. He didn’t really take you on ‘dates’ but chatting to him was fun in itself, you didn’t need to go out to do that. He didn’t necessarily say romantic stuff either... but he didn’t not say romantic stuff either? He beat up your ex at a party one time! That had to mean something right? He exactly wouldn’t tell you how he felt but he showed you, kissing your cheek or tilting your chin up to look at him or kissing your neck or feeling you up. But that usually led to sex, so you couldn’t be certain. It wasn’t like you only screwed though, you watched your favourite movies together... although the last couple times he just started fingering you. You showed him your playlists? No no, he showed you his playlists, his sex playlists. There seemed to be a common theme here. But... there were times, afterwards, when he would pull in you so tight, tell you how good you were for him, how well you did, how pretty you looked. Any doubts you had were gone after a few hushed words on his tobacco reeking rickety old bed. You’d never really had a relationship like this before, but you assumed it was just because Kuroo was so chill. You were probably boyfriend and girlfriend, he just didn’t feel the need to announce it, he was laidback like that. So what if you guys had a lot of sex? Weren’t you a new couple? Wasn’t this just the honeymoon stage were you can’t get your hands off each other? You didn’t want to seem high maintenance and nag, so you let it be. He was sweet enough to you, right now everything was good.

Until it wasn’t.

A clatter sounded downstairs, the door slamming open against the hallway wall.

“Kuroo! Hey man, I brought some California!”, a voice called from bellow.

Kuroo broke away immediately, spit trailing from your neck to his pink lips.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” Kuroo mumbled, pushing off the bed and scrambling the pick up his discarded clothes and shove them back on.

You sat up, disgruntled, rearranging your bra strap from were he’d kneaded at it.

“What’s wrong? Who is that?”

He shot you a glance before continuing to yank back on his jeans.

“Uh, so change of plan, I can’t do tonight. I need you to go home. Discreetly.”

What?

“What? Tetsu, I’m already here,” you scoffed.

What was going on?

Why was he acting like this?

You had never seen him so... frantic.

“I know babe, and I’m really sorry about that, but my friends are here early than I said.”

“So? Can’t I meet your friends?”

He didn’t reply for a moment, just let out an exasperated breath, zipping up his fly.

“Well, yeah you can meet them, just not with me. I don’t want them knowing that I-“

He cut himself off, but you had heard enough to understand.

There was a beat of silence, only disturbed by Kuroo’s friends calling for him.

Your mouth hung open, and you scoffed in shock.

You shouldn’t be surprised really. It’s so obvious now that you think about it. So that’s what this was. That explains everything. He didn’t really like you, he was just using you. That’s why he didn’t take you anywhere, or why he didn’t show you he cared. It was because he didn’t. He wasn’t “afraid of getting close to people” or “emotionally distant”, he was just upfront about not giving two shits about you aside from your vagina. I guess he didn’t want his friends to know he was furiously screwing a fat girl any chance he got. He was embarrassed of you. You were something to be ashamed of. Your stomach jerked as you got to your feet. You were pissed, but that didn’t mean it didn’t really hurt. You had liked him. A lot.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

You could see the panic in his eyes, it was quite funny actually. Of course you new what it meant, but it still made you feel a little better to watch his eyes widen like that, to hold a shred of power over him.

“I mean- well I didn’t- come on babe you know I didn’t mean it like that-“ he laughed nervously, not noticing the footsteps in the landing. You rolled your eyes. You may have been naive, but you certainly weren’t going to fall for his shit again. Whatever he spouted.

“Don’t give me that bullshit. Just say it, your embarrassed of me.”

“Y/N, please, don’t you think-“

Two men burst through the door, one with spiked grey hair and one with fluffy black hair.

“Kuroo! What the hell are you doing up here we’ve been-“ the grey haired one, stopped when his eyes went from a shirtless Kuroo to you.

Your eyes flickered to Kuroo, he looked mortified.

“Ah. I see. Well, Akaashi, we better give these two some time, we can just-“

“Oh no, I was just leaving,” you grabbed your jacket from on top of his chest of drawers and turned back to the two men, putting on a big smile, adrenaline and fury spurring you on.

“I’m Y/N, by the way.”

Your eyes shot to Kuroo, who looking like get was about to shit himself.

“You probably haven’t heard of me, me and Kuroo have actually been having sex for three months. He kept it a secret because he’s embarrassed of me. We should hang out soon though!”

“Y/N-!” Kuroo yelled, exasperation clear in his tone, but you were already descending the stairs.

He came into the hall, hands rubbing his temples.

“Y/N just come talk for a second, I can-“

But he was cut off by the door slamming.

You got in your car parked outside and sped away.

The whir of the engine and the monotony of the roads cleared your mind a bit, a mist of anger still remaining.

You can’t believe you let yourself be tricked. you were a fully grown woman, but you had been reeled in hook, line and sinker. Not only had you been reeled in, you have been reeled in by a man that still had tik tok LED lights in his room and a fucking monster can collection at the age of 24 fucking years old. The more you thought about him, the more you realised how much of an emo loser he was. Of course you were still hurting, but it was more of the angry hurt you feel when it turns out your crush is homophobic or something (been there done that, don’t ask). He was a waste of oxygen, you had decided by the time you made it back to your apartment. A waste of perfectly good space that could most definitely not get the kitty anymore. You got inside your house, pulled on some comfies and got on facetime with your friends.You told them all about what happened, and they passionately bitched about him with you, confirming your suspicion that they never liked him in the first place. They also told you to forget about his existence, he wasn’t worth a slither of your brain power, he was dirt compared to you. All in all, you felt marginally better, saying goodbye to your friends while they still giggled about how stupid Kuroo’s hair was.

This was just a speed bump, you thought as you tucked yourself into bed, you would get over this.

Fast.

“Who’s Bokuto been talking to all night?” Yamamoto leaned over to ask Lev, shouting over the blaring music.

It was a week after you had thrown Kuroo to the curb, and he was out with a couple of volleyball friends, some from Nekoma, but there was also Bokuto with them.

“I’m not sure. I think it’s Y/N something? She’s in class. She’s pretty chill.”

Kuroo’s ears perked up, and he turned around to face his friends up against the bar.

“Bokuto’s talking to who?” he said through gritted teeth.

“Y/N. She goes to my-“

“I know who Y/N is,” kuroo snapped, taking a swig of the beer in his hand and scanning the dance floor for either one of you. He found bokuto first, shoulder against the wall, holding a drink as he leant down to have you whisper something in his ear. That’s when Kuroo paid attention to you. You looked... you looked gorgeous. He felt jealousy creep up inside him. How many times had you been out looking like that since you broke things off? How many guys had you slept with since? How dare Bokuto chat you up when he knew you two had been a thing? Wasn’t he meant to be Kuroo’s friend? As Kuroo wound himself up, you and bokuto continued your extremely pleasant conversation.

“I just wanna say, sorry about Kuroo. He’s a real bonehead, but we’ve been friends since high school so I can’t ditch him.”

You snorted into your cocktail.

“What?”

“Bonehead?”

He frowned and straightened up indignantly.

“Yeah, and? What’s wrong with bonehead?”

“No no, nothing, it’s just very Legally Blonde.”

He beamed down at you.

“I love Legally Blonde!”

“You do? Me too!”

This big beefy man was very cute, you had been talking for nearly three hours now, but you never ran out of things to say. And, aside from the obligatory introduction compliments, he had not made any move to try and get you into a wendy’s bathroom as quick as possible, which you couldn’t say of yours and kuroo’s first meeting.

He had dreamy eyes, you noted as he smiled for the nth time that night.

“Whose your favourite-?”

“What the fuck are you doing man?”

You glanced scathingly over to the familiar face of your old fling.

“What?” Bokuto asked back, clearly done with his friends bad boy shtick.

“Why are you talking to her when... when you know?”

“What’s there to know? I’m talking to her because I want to, and she wants to.”

He looked over to you for approval.

“Right?”

You nodded, a little nervous. You hated Kuroo’s guts, but you knew how weirdly possessive he was, you didn’t wanna cause trouble for Bokuto.

“See? Now I don’t think she wants to see you, right?”

He looked at you again. You nodded again.

“Ok? You guys are over, now are we done?”

Kuroo huffed. His eyes flitted from Bokuto to you, remembering you were there most likely, and he scowled.

“No, we aren’t done, what are you trying to pull anyway? Trying to piss me off by talking to someone I know? Are you really that petty? Well, your little plan is working, so just-just stop, ok?”

You felt like screaming. You had just come out here to have a nice time, not listen to Kuroo’s narcissistic whining.

“Can you just fuck off? Was I not clear enough or something? You’re dead to me, Kuroo. I’m just trying to have a nice night.”

Kuroo’s mouth gaped open. He had never been spoken to like that, never. He clenched his fists at his sides and his glare intensified.

“You’re lucky I gave you the time of day, fat ugly slut.”

He grabbed Bokuto’s shoulder roughly, turning him to face him completely.

“Hey man, thanks for clearing up my sloppy seconds, really good of you. Good to know I’ve got great friends like you.”

Those were the last things out of Kuroo’s mouth before bokuto landed a punch on his cheek, knocking him to the ground.

“You’re a fucking asshole man,” Bokuto grunted.

He stepped over where Kuroo lay, and held out a hand for you to step over too. You took it quietly and trailed along behind him to the door, fingers still locked. His hands were warm, and big. Kuroo’s face must hurt right now. The thought made you smile. He held the door open for you before sighing, resting his back against the wall. You stood in front of him, twiddling with your fingers.

“I am so sorry about that,” You apologised, embarrassed and shaken by the scene Kuroo had made, “I shouldn’t have wound him up, and I shouldn’t have talked to you after I knew you guys were friends, I promise I didn’t mean to start anything.”

“Don’t be, if anything I’m sorry for not making him leave right away. And either way,” he gently reached for your hand again, and you let him take it,”I’m glad you talked to me. I’d like it if you talked to me even more.”

DISCLAIMER FOR KUROO STANS!!!! I DONT THINK HIS HAIR IS STUPID!!! it’s just when ur bestie is going thru a break up or anything entailing a male you shit talk everything about him to high hell, doesn’t matter if he’s the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. also i have no ill will towards kuroo nor any of the characters i write shit bag fan fics about i just like to complain any way i hope you enjoyed! reblogs and replies always appreciated!!!

#haikyu x reader #haikyu x y/n #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu!! #hq x y/n #haikyu angst #haikyuu angst #hq angst #hq x reader #angst #kuroo x reader #kuroo smut #kuroo angst #kuroo tetsurou #bo x reader #haikyuu x chubby reader

[hajiberry]

waxing the haikyuu boys hc

characters: post-time skip!Oikawa, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, akaashi warnings: language a/n: this is another repost loll hoping to actually have a new fic out soon! <3

Oikawa

You were waxing your legs when he walked in the bathroom

He just stood there and watched you

“Does that hurt?”

You looked at him and chuckled

“eh not too bad anymore”

“Do mine”

you looked at him like tf

“you want me to wax your legs?”

“Yeah i’m curious”

“You’re going to be all whimpy about it”

cue HARD gasp

he immediately takes his pants off and looks at you like ‘okay than do it now’

You grab a stick, stick it in the wax, lay it down on his leg, grab a strip and pull it. Earning a screech from Oikawa

“YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE”

You’re just dying of laughter

“I DID NOT I TOLD YOU”

“You could’ve been more gentle”

“That’s how I do my legs”

He’s just looking at his leg now like ‘fuck�� because he doesn’t really want you to continue but now he’s got a random patch of no hair on his leg

“Why do I let you do these things to me”

“This was your idea drama king, do you want me to do the rest?”

“Well duh this looks stupid”

Cue more dramatic screams and accusing you of being too rough

safe to say that was a one time thing

but definitely is obsessed with how smooth his legs are now

like that night he keeps randomly going

“Y/n feel my legs”

Iwaizumi

The two of you were watching a movie when you noticed how messy your boyfriends eyebrows were

“Babe”

“Hm”

“You should let me wax your eyebrows”

“What? Why?”

“Because they look messy”

He looked over and glared at you

“They’re fine”

“Hm if I were you I’d wanna get rid of that unibrow”

Whips his head in your direction

“I do not”

You raised your eyebrows

“Fine”

So here you are, him laying on the floor in the living room with you holding the pot of wax

“Please don’t make them thin”

“I’m not, I’m just gonna clean them up bud”

He looks very skeptical but just shrugs and closes his eyes, he’s excepted his fait

When you pull the first strip of wax he flinches a little

“Damn that kinda hurts”

“You need me to stop?”

“Shut up”

He tries to stay still the whole time but flinches every-time you pull a strip

When you finished you handed him a little hand held mirror

“Oh wow they actually look good”

“ACTUALLY”

He chuckled and kissed your cheek

“Thanks baby”

Started asking you to do them every couple months

Bokuto

He saw your wax pot sitting in the bathroom and was looking at it like 🤨

“Babe what’s this?”

You’re in y’all’s room so obviously you have no idea what he’s talking about

“What’s what?”

“This pot thingy”

You walk in to see what he’s talking about

“Oooh it’s wax, I waxed my eyebrows earlier”

He looks at it then at you and you can literally see the light bulb going off in his head

“Can you wax my chest?”

You just look at him before you start giggling

“Baby you barely have any chest hair”

“I HAVE ENOUGH”

“okay okay”

“You’ll do it?”

“Yeah go lay down on the floor”

Runs to the room and rips his shirt off before laying on his back on the floor

“I’M READY”

You chuckle to yourself before grabbing the wax pot and walking over to him

Sitting on his lap you look down at him

“Ready?”

“Yup do it”

You lay the first strip and look at him, watching his face as you pull it

He gasped so hard before sitting up

“Holy shit OW”

“UH YEAH”

Groaning he lays back down

“Okay continue”

After you pull the second one he smacks his hand on the group

“Damn I thought that one was gonna be easier”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Mnm I can do it”

You chuckle and finish up

Once your done he runs to the mirror

“ooooh it looks good thanks baby”

he tells the whole team you waxed his chest and everyone’s like ‘hmm can’t tell the difference’

Akaashi

The two of you are going through your night time routine when he ask you

“Would it be weird to you if I shaved my underarms?”

“No, why?”

“I don’t know, I kinda don’t want the hair there anymore”

“Okay, yeah babe you do you. But I wouldn’t shave cause then it’ll be itchy when it grows back and you’ll get in grown hairs ”

“Than what should I do?”

“I can wax it”

He raised his eyebrows at you

“What? I have a wax pot”

“You know what you’re doing?”

“Yes”

Another brow raise

“I can figure it out, cmon it’ll be good let’s do it now!!”

So now he’s laying on his side on your bedroom floor while your laying wax on his armpit

“Will it hurt?”

“Not too bad”

When you put the wax on his underarm he’s just watching you out of the corner of his eye

“I feel like you don’t trust me”

“Hm I do”

“Very convincing”

When you pulled off the wax he winced but definitely could handle it

“Oh that’s not too bad”

“Seeeee”

When you finish he’s all looking in the mirror with a cute lil smile on his face

“Thank you”

“Of course bud”

Definitely becomes a regular thing

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu x reader #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #oikawa hcs #iwaizumi x reader #iwa x reader #iwaizumi hcs #bokuto x reader #bokuto headcanons #haikyuu bokuto #akaashi x reader #akaashi hcs #.writing ☕️

[elysianslove]

oh boy idk if you’ve ever talked about this before (i’m new to the blog, and you’re so very talented!!! you make my dumb horny heart just 🦋🦋) BUT what are your thoughts on which of the haikyuu boys are best/worst at being edged? like who’s begging and crying after 20 minutes and who’s able to hold out for hoouurrs before getting just a touch whiny. i. need to know. for science 🤲🏼

thank you so much!!! welcome to the blog my love 🥺 but omg. thoughts. so many. 

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CAN HANDLE EDGING 

matsukawa issei; he’s purely holding out this long out of spite. as if he has something to prove, which he very much does. he’s barely bucking up into you, trying his best to hold his pants and his hisses from how borderline painful this is, but you can see how tense he is. his abs keep spasming, his biceps flexing as he fists the sheets. he keeps his legs spread for you though, lets you suck at his cock, fondle his balls, stroke at the base and squeeze at the tip with your much smaller hand. he lasts a good an hour and 10 minutes. honestly, genuinely impressive. he won’t let you get off easy though, good luck with that. 

oikawa tōru; originally, i’d think he’d be so bad at this, but honestly, oikawa’s orgasm control is so impressive? even when he’s fucking you, he’s lowkey edging himself because he always holds off until you cum. so letting you edge him isn’t too much of a problem. he definitely cries and begs like a bitch, but he lasts, oh he lasts. approximately 35 ish minutes. definitely cums without warning and without permission, and you can’t decide whether he did it on purpose to piss you off or because he genuinely couldn’t continue. it’s okay, just overstimulate him till he’s crying all over again. tōru’s a very pretty crier, after all <3

kita shinsuke; oh my god, the best boy. he’d last days if you asked him to. he’ll be quietly, as quietly as he can, panting and whining and groaning, silent tears streaming down his face every time you pull away from his cock. every time he bucks his hips up, it’s followed by a trail of “sorry, sorry, m’sorry,” that it’s just so adorable. has you cooing at him, soothingly rubbing at his thigh and murmuring that it’s okay, that he’s doing so good. he lasts around 45 minutes, but when he cums, he promises to do better next time, to last longer. anything for you <3 

sugawara kōshi; this fucking masochist. he likes it. he likes the pain. probably was the one to suggest it to you. he sits between your spread legs, back pressed to your chest with your hand stroking his dick from behind. you stroke at him until he’s so close and pull away, watching as his cock bobs desperately, and he moans for it. he’s so vocal about it, begging and pleading, but when you go to ask him if he wants to cum yet, he tells you, “no, no, i can— more, more.” he lasts 2 whole hours. it’s like, kind of scary. he does pass out after and actually scare, but he gets up a minute later with a cheeky smile like, “again?”

miya atsumu; like oikawa, he will cry and sob so fucking much, and he’ll make such a mess, but god, does he last. atsumu thrives off of praise, and having you tell him how good he’s doing for you, such a good boy, atsumu, all for me? has him drooling for it. both him, and his cock. he’ll get a little dumb halfway, almost just letting you use him, but he does whine a lot, crying and pleading for you to let him cum, but it’s all bark and no bite. it barely has anything to it. i firmly believe he’d be one of top, lasting around an hour and 30 minutes, just because atsumu gets so lost in everything, including giving up control. 

kuroo tetsurō; another one to last mainly out of spite. he wants to prove to you it’s not much, it’s not that bad, it’s easy work. you quickly make him eat his words by the third time you pull away, and it just dawns on him that he’s the one that put himself in this position in the first place. it’s no one’s fault but his own, and because he doesn’t wanna seem like a coward, backing out so quick, he lasts at least 30 minutes, and gets through it without begging, only spitting out curses and panting and groaning deeply. 

akaashi keiji; sweet boy keiji definitely lasts, all for you. he’s not too vocal either, just light curses to himself, muffled moans, broken, bitten down sobs. he genuinely does love to let you have your fun with him, because submitting to you is just so satisfying. and i can see akaashi loving edging so much because of how good the orgasm that eventually comes is. like the moment you give him permission to, he’s seeing stars, and it’s why he lasts as long as he does, why he tries to push for longer. he lasts a good 45 minutes, and he’s been trying to beat that record for a while now. don’t worry, he will. 

sakusa kiyoomi; is so fucked out, so far gone, to the point that you don’t even think he’s in control of his own body anymore. even if you told him to cum, he wouldn’t. he’s so deep in this headspace of being under your control it’s incredible. it’s mesmerizing. he looks so pretty, cock so red and wet and hard as ever, painfully so, against his pale skin, twitching and bobbing and begging for attention. he lasts 40 minutes. it’s the most gorgeous 40 minutes of both your lives. 

asahi azumane; so good! such a good boy!!! doesn’t last so long, but definitely tries his best for you. it’s some 20 or so minutes in that he cums, but he immediately starts chanting out apologies, begging for you to forgive him, to give him another chance. he continues to try until he can last so long, but it’s the fact that he’s willing to that has your heart soaring and your body heating up. 

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CANNOT, WHATSOEVER, HANDLE EDGING

bokuto kōtarō; baby boy is crying 10 minutes in. he can’t handle it. if you tie him up, he’ll rip through them, flip you over, and fuck into you till he’s filling you up. he won’t even try. he watched a porn video where a person lasted an hour and thought, oh must be worth it, and asked you to try it on him. just. it’s just not for him. he prefers the pain of overstimulation over edging, forever. 

iwaizumi hajime; please he lasts like 2 minutes. he just hates it so much. on him, at least. he can edge you for hours, and he’d the most satisfied man on earth. but sit between his legs and tease him by sucking at his cock, only to pull away just as he’s about to cum? somebody clearly has a death wish <3 but do bring it up and ask to try it! he still won’t last lol. but make him last. watch him cry. make iwaizumi hajime cry. make him. it’s beautiful. 

kageyama tobio; mannnn kageyama can cum untouched, hands free, if you really tried. grind down against him for a minute and he’s cumming in his pants for you. he has no concept of orgasm control whatsoever, and if you tried it on him he’d just get angry at you??? like fine no sex for u tf. he lasts a good 5 minutes, so good for him or whatever. 

kozume kenma; he wants to last. he wants to. but you have him crying, sobbing, 20 minutes in, and he just unintentionally spills down your throat without warning. of course, you’d felt the twitch of his cock, but you’d wanted to see where his head was at exactly. after he came, he felt so humiliated, but he still forced eye contact with you and went, “do it again. i’ll last an hour this time.” like ok no problem for me :) 

ushijima wakatoshi; doesn’t realize he’s being edged, and when you pull away just as he’s about to cum he sits up and stares at you with a deadpan face like, “that was not very nice of you.” he just. finds it boring honestly. he doesn’t want to drag something out like that for so long. he indulges you, sure, but for like 3 minutes, before he’s like alright time to fuck you. 

hinata shōyō; hinata’s just way too overexcited. he really does put his mind to it, but i think he gets too in his head about it that he just ends up cumming right away. but it’s a ruined orgasm, cause you pull away just as he’s cumming, so it’s so not satisfying, but for some reason, hinata loved it? so yeah, lasts 0 seconds, but discovers new kink! 

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CAN, BUT JUST DON’T WANT TO

suna rintarō; oh he most definitely can. you cannot convince me he wouldn’t be able to. as much as suna is lazy, he’s just as impatient, and he can barely handle how foreplay seems to drag on forever. he wants to be inside you, and he wants to be inside you now. it’s ridiculous. if he could though, he’d last a good hour probably. he just really doesn’t want to. 

daichi sawamura; could 100% do it if he really put his mind to it, but just. why? what’s the point of not orgasming? he just doesn’t get it </3 you can try to convince him by making him do it on you, but chances are he’s gonna realize how much he loves to do it to you only. daichi’s so possessive it’s crazy, and he gets this mischievous glint in his eye whenever he realizes how good something makes you feel, especially if it’s pain. he is a dangerous man. 

miya osamu; most definitely would be able to last hours, but again, he just doesn’t want to. it’s also not one of those situations where he prefers overstimulation either. like osamu’s plenty kinky, sure, but those two aren’t what cross his mind when you say, “let’s change things up a bit.” it’s not that he gets bored of it either. he just. doesn’t wanna do it. like he can spend time making you feel good, and vice versa, with way more different things. and he seems like a very in the moment guy, like choking you in the moment or making you squirt. yk :) 

satori tendō; oh tendō loves edging, just on you. he never really gives you a chance to ever try to with him, honestly. he just loves, loves, loves to edge you, but not because he wants to purposefully hurt you, but rather to praise you, to tell you how good you are for him, to make you feel so good when he finally lets you cum. if you were to edge him, he’d honestly probably last over two hours. like not even exaggerating, he probably would. but no, you’re more fun! 

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[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

First time with Keiji Akaashi

Pairing: Keiji Akaashi x f!reader

Prompt/summary: You were scared to have sex for a multitude of reasons. Your ex had been so sex oriented, always making you feel like you did nothing but disappoint him by not having sex with him, however that was never the case with your current boyfriend, Akaashi. The two of you had been friends long enough to love each other for things aside from looks and sex. Being a virgin himself, Akaashi had no reason to rush and instead promised as many times as needed that he would wait as long as you needed to until you were ready. Lately the thought of sex had been running through your mind and you were certain that you were finally ready for the next step in your relationship with the man

Word count: 5.1K 

Warnings/contents: Smut: Oral, fingering, light clit stimulation, it’s relatively vanilla. Mild language, fluff, 18+

Notes: This one really isn’t all that kinky, however I think things would be very slow and passionate the first time with Akaashi 😭 He’d take his time to make sure that you were okay the whole time and nobody can change my mind

It has taken me quite awhile to get this chapter out, but I changed my idea from what I was originally going to write and it sort of sparked some ideas. I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter! I definitely want to do more “First Time With…” chapters. Now I’ve at least done Iwaizumi and Akaashi. I want to do Kita 😳 I also want to do one for Suna and Matsukawa really bad 😂

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Truth be told, before you had even gotten with Akaashi, you were afraid of sex and afraid of deep intimacy. You were afraid of being seen naked in front of someone, afraid of being touched in such an intimate way. You were scared of how it might hurt. You were afraid of getting so close, so intimate with someone, only for things to potentially end poorly.

But that was before Akaashi. That was before the two of you had been together for now 8 months. You’d gotten closer to him than you ever had with anyone else, especially closer than you had been with your ex who always made you feel pressured. You had always felt like such a disappointment to the man because you weren’t ready to have sex with him, but you were never able to make yourself change your mind about the situation. You couldn’t help not being ready for that next step a few years ago, but you had been thinking lately, and embarrassing as it had been to even think about it alone in your bedroom about taking this step with Akaashi, you swore that you were actually ready this time.

The man was laying on you now, his head on your chest while your heart steadily beat beneath his ear, his arms around your body as his eyes were trained on the tv to watch the movie that you’d put on earlier. You were absentmindedly playing with his hair, thinking about having sex with him, but even more than that, you were thinking of how to start the discussion. In the past, you’d talked with him about it because you were afraid to take the step and you wanted to talk to him so that there weren’t expectations that your ex had— something Akaashi had immediately respected and understood. He promised to wait as long as you needed and that he wasn’t with you purely for sex.

That was 8 months ago now, but tonight as you thought about discussing it with him, your body betrayed you as your heart started racing at the thought of not only talking with him about it, but also experiencing it for the first time.

“Is something on your mind?” Your boyfriend suddenly asked, gently pushing himself up so that he could look at you. “Your heart is beating pretty fast.” You chewed lightly on the inside of your bottom lip and glanced away.

“Well, I was sort of thinking…” You mumbled softly, not sure how to word your thoughts. Unlike your ex, you didn’t feel like you were disappointing Akaashi. You didn’t feel like your worries about having sex with the man were bothersome. It was clear to you how comfortable he was merely laying on you after a long day, innocently curled together. You knew that he was also a virgin, though he didn’t seem afraid of it, he was merely a virgin because he was uninterested in having meaningless sex. “I was thinking about maybe… maybe if you were ready, I think I may be ready to have sex with you. Are… are you thinking at all of it?”

“I feel the same as before, my love. Whenever you’re ready, I’m ready.” He said gently. “I stick by what I said last time. I’ve waited so long to merely be here with you, waiting longer for that means nothing. I’d wait as long as you asked.” You cupped his face in your hands and gently kissed him, barely giving him time to kiss you back before you were speaking.

“I’m done waiting. I’m ready.” He was almost hesitant for a moment before he nodded.

“But if you change your mind, baby, tell me.” He said seriously. “I don’t care what we’re doing. I don’t care if I’ve just gotten inside of you, if you want to stop, we will stop.” You smiled and nodded, bringing the man in for another kiss that he easily leaned into, and this time you didn’t leave him. Akaashi slowly slid his hand along your side, stopping on your hip and slowly turning his head to the side a bit as the kiss persisted. It was slow, sweet, passionate, enticing— everything that it had always been between the two of you, but there was that little hint of something more that was there that you were chasing. That feeling of doing something more than just kissing him, and suddenly you understood what people meant when they said it felt different in that moment even before having sex.

Akaashi smelt nice so close, letting you know that he had showered recently if not even only just this morning. There was a hint of cologne clinging to his skin, though that familiar smell of his shampoo was prominent to you as you kept him so close. A soft hum came from you into the kiss as the man shifted on top of you, his hand sliding up to your breast before he stopped and pulled back. You looked at him with slightly puckered lips as he pulled back so suddenly.

“Are you alright, darling?” He asked, moving a little bit and hesitantly cupping his hand over your breast. “Is this okay?” You nodded quickly and glanced down at his hand.

“I want you to touch me.” You assured him, watching as he gently nodded and gave your breast a soft squeeze over the clothing that you wore. “I guess not wearing a bra was a pretty good choice tonight, huh?” Akaashi gave a soft chuckle, his palm pressing to your nipple over your shirt. This wasn’t going to be the first time he saw or felt your breasts, but that didn’t make it any less exciting.

“I’m sure glad you didn’t.” He almost hesitated, looking between you and your breasts quickly. “Can I see them?” You nodded, sitting up as the man pulled back. Instead of only lifting your shirt a little bit like you usually did, this time you took your shirt off completely. An audible gulp came from the man in front of you while you dropped your shirt to the floor and he watched your nipples harden.

Taking a rather bold chance, you leaned closer, flushing all-the-while, and cupped your hand around his growing erection that felt like it twitched as you grasped it.

“Do you want to suck on them?” He nodded absentmindedly as he eyed your breasts. You leaned back just a bit, still giving his erection a light squeeze that earned a soft sound from your boyfriend as he leaned in and took your nipple into his mouth. You brought your other hand up, gently twining your fingers through his soft hair while he sucked lightly on your breast. “Mmm, Keiji,” you mumbled, shifting on the sofa and giving his erection another squeeze that made him give a soft sound against your chest.

“Mm, baby,” he mumbled against your skin, letting your nipple go and leaning up to kiss your lips. You were quick to kiss him back, reaching up to fiddle with the button on his pants. He twitched again at the thought of your hand inside of his pants, shifting on his knees while you slid the zipper on his pants down and pushed your hand into them. He flushed a bit as your fingers curled around his erection inside of his boxers, your cold fingers making his cock twitch and earned a soft laugh from you that broke the kiss.

“You’re so warm,” you said with a light hum, gently moving your fingers along his shaft. “Do you want me to suck it?” He seemed to hesitate, thinking for a moment before you made up your mind for him. “Let me try, I’ve never done it before.” He nodded softly, moving with you to sit on the sofa cushion while you got on your knees in front of him on the floor. He moved to slide his jeans down to his thighs, sliding his cock almost hesitantly out of his boxers while you got closer to the man. “Nobody’s ever done this to you, right?” You asked, looking at the man who gently shook his head.

“Nobody.”

“Okay, so… it shouldn’t be that hard,” you mumbled to yourself, reaching to grasp onto his shaft. He gave a soft sound as he shifted on the sofa, trying to get comfortable and be less anxious as you leaned in and almost hesitantly licked along his shaft. A soft sound in shock came from the man as he reached down and gently rested his hand on your head while you took the tip of his cock into your mouth and started to suck on him. A sweet moan came from the man in the decently quiet apartment as he relaxed his head back against the sofa cushion and closed his eyes.

You stole a quick glance at him before going back to putting your full attention onto his shaft. You tried to remember the things your friend had told you about it awhile back when you asked exactly how it was and what to do, sliding your tongue around his cockhead and trying to focus on sucking on him at the same time. It was almost a challenge, trying to remember to do something more with your hand than only hold his shaft, though not a single word of complaint came from the man. Instead he gave quiet moans, seeming to enjoy the mere fact that you were sucking on his cock.

But even then you were trying to make it a good first experience, trying to be mindful of your teeth along his shaft as well. You peeked up, moving your hand to grab at his thigh. The sensation of your fingers squeezing his thigh made his cock twitch in your mouth, a strange feeling that made you give a soft sound in shock against him. He didn’t know just how good it could feel to have his cock sucked on rather than merely touched, but the sensations were making him squirm gently against you on the sofa.

Truth be told, it gave you a bit of an ego. You’d never done this before, nobody had ever done it to him before, and yet you seemed to be making him feel good. Good enough to elicit more sweet moans from the man anyways.

“Mmm, darling,” you peeked up at the man who gave a soft grunt and seemed to pant lightly. “Can we do this in the bedroom?” You slowly pulled back from him, giving a nod and wiping the corners of your mouth off while he adjusted his pants. You stood, smiling lightly at the man who stood up beside you and leaned down to press a soft kiss to your cheek. “Come with me,” you gave a soft hum, wrapping your arm over yourself while your other hand held onto him.

He brought you to your bedroom, shutting the door behind the two of you out on instinct from his own cat who always wormed her way in-between the two of you to cuddle together whenever you were over. As adoring and even cute as you’d found it as the cat nuzzled between the two of you and rested her paws on your arm, he wanted to feel as close to you as he could every second that you were with him.

Before he sat on the edge of the bed with you, Akaashi took his pants off and almost hesitantly took his shirt off as well. He looked at you, seeing you taking the pants that you wore off and letting them fall to the floor carelessly. You smiled at the man as he sat beside you, placing your hand on his bare thigh and giving it a light squeeze as you leaned in to kiss him. He was quick to kiss you back, reaching down and placing his hand down on top of yours.

“Keiji?” He gave a soft hum, pulling back to look at you as your fingers shifted beneath his hand. “Do you want me to continue?” He seemed to think for a moment before shaking his head and moving on the bed with you to lay you back.

“No, I want to touch you now.” He said, leaning in and pressing his lips to your neck. You gave a soft sound, shifting on the bed to make it easier for his fingers to press to your underwear. You gave a soft hum as his fingers gently pressed along your folds, nearly flushing when he noticed the wetness beneath the underwear that you wore. He moved to look at you, watching as you met his eyes. “Is this okay?” He asked, trying to find the right spot to rub against you that would make you moan, though every time you gave a soft sound he lost the exact spot. “Where do you want me to touch you?”

You reached down, guiding his fingers to brush against your clit and giving a soft sound as he applied a gentle sort of pressure.

“Right there.” He nodded, leaning back in to kiss you and relishing in the soft sounds you gave against his lips as you kissed him back. He focused on every little sound you made, wanting nothing more than for you to feel as good as he could possibly make you feel. He hadn’t expected it to feel so good with your mouth around his cock, and yet he swore he could have almost cum even before you pulled back if he hadn’t tried to hold himself back as you sucked on him.

Akaashi pulled back, glancing down as he moved his fingers to push inside of your underwear. You glanced down, shifting on the bed again and spreading your legs further for the man. A soft sound came from you as he pressed his fingers to your bare pussy, fingers brushing against your clit with soft circles.

“Does it feel okay?” He asked, pulling back a little bit more and looking at you. He watched you nod before looking quickly at him.

“It feels good.” You said, licking your lips quickly. “Do you, umm… do you want to do more?” He nodded easily, something that you nodded back at before moving along with the man who took his fingers from your underwear. Flushing, you stripped off the clothing and tossed them aside before getting on your knees. “Why don’t you sit back.” He nodded again, sitting back on his knees while you leaned back against him. “Here,” you grabbed his hand, licking his fingers and making the man behind you flush as you bent your knees up on the bed and brought his hand down to your pussy.

“Do you want me to finger you?” He asked while you looked back at him. You nodded and pressed a kiss to beneath his chin while he easily pushed a finger inside of you. You gave a soft sound, bringing his head down to kiss him and making the man give a content sound against your lips. It was almost uncomfortable to kiss him like this, but you could handle the position as he pushed his finger inside of you and slowly pumped it inside of you this way. You gave another little moan, shifting against him and pushing your tongue into his mouth.

Akaashi couldn’t help the way he twitched in his boxers, the feeling of how warm and wet you were against his fingers making him give a soft sound in content against your mouth. He moved his middle finger a little faster, making you moan as he easily pushed a second finger inside of you and gave a soft sound as he pushed his tongue back into your mouth. You cradled his head the best that you could, not caring that your fingers were nearly going numb from being held up like this.

“Ah, your fingers are so long…” You mumbled, pushing back against him and making the man give a soft hum in return to your words. “Keep going— just like that.” You said quietly, reaching down and grasping onto your thigh as you peeked down and watched as his fingers moved inside of you. “Mmm, it feels so good, Keiji.” You moaned quietly. “Please, don’t stop.” Your boyfriend pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head as his fingers curled inside of you.

“I wouldn’t dare.” Another sweet moan came from you as you shifted back against the man and closed your eyes with a panting moan. He closed his eyes and rested his head against your own, pushing his fingers as deeply as he could inside of you as he felt you getting wetter. You moaned softly, reaching for his wrist and gently grasping onto it while he fingered you. At first he almost stopped before you moaned louder and leaned your head back on his shoulder.

“Ah, Keiji— keep going!” You said softly. “Please, keep going— you’re gonna make me cum,” he flushed, glancing between you and his fingers as he started to move them faster. Your hips rolled lightly on the bed as you tried to hold yourself still, not being able to for long before you felt yourself reach a short orgasm around his fingers that were quick to stop in slight shock as he looked down with a slightly agape mouth.

“Oh—” He started as you panted.

“God, that felt so good…” You mumbled, keeping your head back on his shoulder for a moment longer. He felt almost awkward, unsure of whether or not he should move his hand or continue to keep touching you. But before he could make his mind up, you gave a soft hum and moved on the bed, bringing his fingers to your mouth as you sat on your knees in front of him. His light cheeks dusted darker pink as you met eyes with him. “Do you want me to continue sucking your cock yet?” He licked his lips, but he was quick to shake his head.

“I just… I want to keep touching you.” You thought for a moment before nodding.

“Do you want to put it inside?” He seemed hesitant as he looked at you with a worried look on his otherwise pretty face.

“I don’t want to rush you—”

“No— I think I’m ready.” You said, scooting closer to him and wrapping your arms around his shoulders. He brought his hands down to your side, his fingers still wet as they placed on your bare body. “I want to feel you. Can we at least try?” You asked, watching the man give a slight nod. “If we’re not ready then… we can do more to prepare.” He nodded again, leaning in and softly pressing his lips to yours.

“Lay down, okay?” You nodded, moving on the bed with the man so that your head rested back against a pillow while he got between your legs. You flushed now, almost unsure of whether or not you were going to be ready for this as Akaashi stripped off his boxers and gently grabbed onto your legs. He brought them around his waist, pressing his hands down onto the bed beside you and leaning down onto his elbows. “Are you sure that you’re ready for this?” He asked, watching your eyebrows furrow inwards as he neared you. “We can stop right now— I won’t be upset.” He assured you. “We can go back to holding each other on the sofa if you’d like.”

“No, I want this.” You assured him. “I really do, I just… I guess I’m a little nervous.” Akaashi sent you a sweet smile and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“It’ll be okay. If you want me to stop at any time, just tell me.” You nodded gently as you looked at the man. “Are you ready for me to put it in, or do you need more time?”

“I’m ready.” He nodded gently, shifting so that he could reach down and gently guide himself to your entrance. A soft, shaky sound came from the man close to your face as the tip of his cock teased your entrance. Quickly, you bit down on your bottom lip and glanced down as he gently started to push himself inside of you. A soft whine came from you as you shut your eyes and furrowed your eyebrows inwards. “Are you alright?” He asked softly.

“I’m fine,” you said, though it seemed shaky. As soon as Akaashi had the tip inside of you, he stopped, both for you and for himself. He gave a shaky sound, twitching inside of you from the mere feeling of how warm and wet you were against him.

“Oh, you’re so warm,” he mumbled, pressing his forehead to your collarbone while you laid your head back on the bed and clenched tight around him.

“Fuck, it’s big inside,” you mumbled out. Before he could speak again, you unintentionally cut him off. “Can you move a little bit more?” You asked, barely peeking your eyes open to look at the man. He nodded gently and slowly started to move his hips, gently pushing more of himself inside of you and making you give a soft, pained moan.

“Do you need more time?” He asked. “Should I pull out and finger you some more? Do you want to teach me to eat you out?” He asked, cheeks flushing as he spoke. “Should I keep going?”

“Keep going, I’ll be okay.” You said softly. “Just go slow.” He nodded, pressing a soft kiss to your head as he started to move again. You wrapped your legs tighter around his waist, your back lightly arching against the bed as you gave a whine as he pushed the rest of himself inside of you. Akaashi gave a breathy moan by your ear, coming to a stop with his movements now that he was as deep as he could be inside of you, giving you a moment to adjust to him and moaning as you clenched tight around his shaft.

“Do you want me to keep going now or wait a little bit now that I’m all the way in?”

“You can move.” You nodded, curling your toes in anticipation as you laid your head back on the bed after looking to him and closing your eyes. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your neck before resting his head by your shoulder and started to slowly move. You gave a soft sound, grabbing tight onto his shoulders while he pressed another soft kiss to your skin. “God,” you mumbled, leaning your head against his and squeezing your eyes shut. “Fuck!” You tossed your head back as he softly pressed kisses along your skin. “Ah— you can move a little faster.” You said, unsure of whether or not you were actually ready for him to move quicker.

“Just tell me if you want me to stop.” He reminded you again, knowing full well that you may not tell him if you got embarrassed. “You’re squeezing around me so tight,” he mumbled, making you moan with a soft bite to your neck. “Are you feeling okay?” He asked, though before you could answer he gave a soft moan as he started to move a little bit more inside of you. “Ah, it feels so good.” You flushed, nails digging into his shoulders though giving a shaky moan as he moved.

You had to agree— it did feel good. It started to feel less painful, less tense, as he slowly started to move a little bit faster inside of you. He was doing his best to keep a steady pace despite wanting to keep moving quicker and faster. He kissed softly along your skin, stopping every now and then with a shaky sound as he made you moan in return. Your voice was rather soft now, biting down on your lip so that you could listen to his quiet moans rather than hearing only your own.

The soft creaks of the bed beneath you only seemed to add to the quiet atmosphere of the room. Despite it not being as loud as it was before when he first started to move inside of you, the air between the two of you hadn’t changed at all. You felt as close to him as before— closer even. Maybe it was only how he was all of the way inside of you with soft thrusts that made your mind go fuzzy, but you couldn’t believe you’d wanted to wait so long for this. As the pleasure started to increase, your moans were far less tense and pained and instead much like when he was fingering you— breathy, sweet, light like you were enjoying yourself. He couldn’t help but feel relieved, worried before that he was hurting you too much and that he may need to stop and work more on getting you ready than he had, however the way your legs squeezed around him now and kept him close stole his attention away from his thoughts.

“Keiji?” You spoke softly. He gave a quiet hum and peeked up at you. Your cheeks were flushed and your eyebrows furrowed inwards as soft moans passed your lips that he wanted to kiss now more than ever. “Will you kiss me?” You asked as if you had read his mind. He nodded quickly and leaned in, pressing his lips to yours and moving on top of you to be closer in the meantime. One of your hands slid up into his hair, giving his shoulder a break from your clamping hand, though the other grasped hard on him even still. He could have cared less as he gently thrusted against you and made you give sweet moans against his lips. “Will you move faster?” You asked between kisses.

“If that’s what you want, I will.” He said, though kissing you again quickly afterwards. You gave a moan against his mouth, almost drawn out and breathy against his lips as he started to move a little bit faster with every thrust now. Your hand squeezed tight onto his shoulder even still, but you only gave sweet moans against his mouth and kept him close by the back of his head. He didn’t want to move away anyways, though the subtle reassurance that you wanted him this close only made his hips hit a little harder against your own and made you give a pleasurable moan that made you break the heated kiss.

“Oh, fuck! It feels so good!” You bit down on your bottom lip, trying to stay quiet while Akaashi pressed his forehead to yours. “God, it feel so good!” You said again, giving his hair a light tug and making the man give another little moan by your face. “If I knew it was gonna feel this good I wouldn’t have wanted to wait so long,” you said with a soft laugh, though it quickly got broken with another moan. Akaashi gave a soft hum in return to your words.

“I’m glad we did,” he said honestly. “It makes this more meaningful, don’t you think?” He asked, though he expected only a moan in response— something that he got right at first.

“You’re right,” you said, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “But— god, you’re so deep!” You laid your head back on the pillows again, clenching tight around Akaashi’s shaft and making him give a shaky moan as he leaned down and pressed his head to your shoulder. “You’re gonna make me cum!”

“I think I’m gonna cum, too.” He said almost so soft you hadn’t heard. “I’ll wait as long as I can until you do,” he promised, kissing your neck. “If I cum before you, I’ll pull out and just go back in after.” He promised, not wanting to leave you unsatisfied, though he didn’t think that he was going to be able to last much longer with how tightly you were squeezing around him.

You were almost saddened at the thought of this being over— of Akaashi putting his clothes on to leave tonight, of him to be out of you, of his lips to no longer press to your skin. You couldn’t help but want more even after you reached another orgasm. Despite knowing you’d bleed tonight after this, you never wanted the man to leave, you weren’t ready for this to end.

“Oh, Keiji,” you moaned, tightening your legs around his waist and arching your back, pressing closer to the man on top of you in the meantime. “Ah, I’m gonna cum!” You squeezed your eyes shut so tight it nearly hurt your head as you reached an orgasm around his cock, though this time it didn’t stop as quickly as the other did. Akaashi gave a few more deep thrusts inside of you to help you prolong your orgasm, though he had to pull out a few seconds later to cum between your legs.

Panting, Akaashi pressed his forehead to your collarbone, listening to your panting as well. He took a minute to catch his breath with you in silence, your hands still on him, legs still around his body, before he moved. Akaashi pushed himself up onto his hands, giving a soft exhale from his mouth as he looked at you. Your eyes peeked open to look at him a moment later.

“You don’t regret it at all, do you?” You shook your head, leaning into his hand as he cupped it around your cheek.

“Not at all.” You thought for a moment before looking back at the man. “Keiji?” He gave a soft hum, focusing back on your eyes and waiting for you to speak as his thumb gently rubbed your cheek. “Will you stay with me?”

“You want me to stay the night?” You nodded, watching as the man smiled lightly and nodded. “I’d love to stay with you.” You smiled and closed your eyes as you nuzzled your face against his hand, missing the way his smile widened as he rubbed your cheek. “Do you want to go shower?”

“Together?” You asked cheekily, peeking an eye open at the man who flushed and made you laugh. “I’m teasing— we can shower separately.” He seemed to hesitate for a moment before he averted eye contact as he spoke.

“Well… if showering together is what you want…” You giggled and pressed a kiss to his hand before unwrapping your legs from his waist.

“If you want to join me, I certainly wouldn’t complain.”

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