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rinstaro · 2 years

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practice

cw: dubcon to be safe, overstim, coochie eating but no pronouns mentioned for reader

prompt: when you and your guy first started getting intimate with each other, he let you know right off the bat that he wasn’t very experienced. of course that was fine, you didn’t mind showing him the ropes. thought it was hot, even. but once you show him, he takes matters into his own hands because he wants you to feel a little too good.

a/n: ngl ive been playing botw so link was in mind while writing this. he doesn’t have a single thought in that head of his, its endearing.

minors do not interact.

your face felt hot. it was hard to focus. the grip on your legs was relentless.

“f-fuh— oh, like that, a little faster—“ you panted. your guy currently had his gigantic head between your thighs, working his tongue intently. he was listening to your every single instruction, failing to please you would not be an option. you threw your head back while biting your lip. he was getting damn good at this.

the two of you have only recently started getting intimate, and were still figuring each other out. he’d admitted he was nervous to try eating you out, but that it wouldn’t get in the way of him pleasing you. you were ecstatic, flattered even, and soon enough he was face deep in your pussy, feeling his way around with his tongue.

the first time, he didn’t make you cum before you stopped him. he was disappointed, but you were eager to hurry and have his cock splitting you open. now, he was determined to have you finish, evident by the tight grip he had on your thighs. he couldn’t help squeezing them every now and then, the way the skin felt in his hands was heavenly.

“mmf, y-yeah, it’s good, good,” you whined. he groaned into you, opting to suck on your clit instead. you squealed, legs closing in against his ears. you felt yourself getting closer, and couldn’t help grinding against his face. “please, oh fuck, shit–“

he continued to suck on your clit until his tongue slips back out to push its way into your dripping pussy. your hands found their way to his hair, pulling his strands to ground yourself. he moaned, pressing his fingertips into your thighs harder.

“f-fuck, please please, im gonna— cumming! im cumming!” your legs shook as he licked you to your orgasm. you continued to shake in the aftershocks, especially once he wouldn’t let up.

you attempted to pull your legs away, to which he refused. he pulled your legs to rest on his shoulders while going back to sucking your clit. “b-babe, fuck!” you whimpered. the hands that were in his hair were now attempting to push at his shoulders, the pleasure quickly becoming too much. he couldn’t stop, you tasted so good and you were here for him to devour.

“babe let go, ah, im done!” you begged, trying to pull your hips away. he shook his head back and forth slightly, going ‘mm-mm’ into your pussy. he was telling you no?

you couldn’t help but moan and whine wantonly. you felt delirious. it was hot, the way he wanted to keep going down on you, but at the same time it was too much. no matter how much you squirmed or pulled your legs away, he’d always drag you right back to where he wanted you.

he pulled away for a moment, staring at your pussy like he just saw heaven. you panted, chest heaving. his eyes were glazed over as if he couldn’t think of anything but you.

“more practice,” he murmured, causing your eyes to widen. you were trying to catch your breath, and you noticed the grip on your legs hadn’t gotten any looser.

“m-more..? but—”

“more. practice.”

he stared into your eyes, a silent promise that he’d make you cum again. you shuddered. you were surprised to see him like this, but you loved it. “what about you?” you asked. he simply shook his head, licking his lips.

“need more practice. need to make you cum.” with that, he resumed his assault, bullying your clit with his tongue as he had before. your toes curled and you sobbed.

you can beg him to slow down, but he won’t hear a word of it. he needed you to beg for him some more. now that he’s tasted your cum, he needs to make you cum again.

just to make sure he’s doing it right.

link, mammon, beel, hinata, kageyama, bokuto, akaashi, suna, choso, albedo, xiao

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daily-bucket-kizuchi · 14 days

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kanna uses the second amendment

Day 14

How to tell I'm a Kanna fan: I can't draw Keiji to save my own life

#kanna kizuchi #yttd #kanna #your turn to die #your turn to die kanna #kanna kizuchi yttd #kanna your turn to die #kanna yttd #daily blog #keiji shinogi #keiji #yttd keiji

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thatoneluckybee · 5 months

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custom keiji shinogi sprite

#i tried #i also discovered while tracing the sprite #that keiji has a very WIDE left pinky finger #and his right eyebrow is fuller than his left #ignore the shirt font being stretched i had to make it fit keiji’s massive freakin’ chest #yttd #kimi ga shine #your turn to die #keiji #yttd keiji #keiji shinogi #kimigashine

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idlerin · 1 year

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I JUST WANNA FEEL YOUR PRESENCE

celebrity!akaashi keiji x f!reader

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

the ikarus incident (band au)

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content — light angst, fluff? fluff!, insecurity, and akaashi keiji being hopelessly in love w u

AKAASHI KEIJI didn’t mean to make you feel neglected. You knew that. You knew that. Maybe you could even talk to him about how you’re feeling when you could actually find the means to contact him. Which isn’t anytime soon. You’re hitting your fifth anniversary this weekend and you weren’t even sure if he could make it. You understand of course, it’s not like he could stop a whole event just because his girlfriend wants his company. You weren’t the selfish type, you’ve never been. You would feel guilty if that were to happen. It’s just that, it’s been six months since you’ve last had a proper conversation. Six months filled with missed calls, late texts, ‘i’m sorry’s and ‘it’s okay’ except that it wasn’t. Just because you understood didn’t mean you could shake off the irrationality of wanting his attention.

“You should focus on yourself more, [name],” Kaiya tells you through the phone, you’ve turned to her for your– as you say– immature problems, “Okay, listen to me, you’re always putting others before yourself, try to catch a breather. Your problems are not irrelevant just because they seem quote en quote immature. You’re allowed to whine once in a while, you know? Stop keeping all of your feelings bottled up.”

“I know,” you slump on your bed, placing your phone on your bedside table so you could comfortably place your arms around yourself like the sad lonely potato you are.

“You say you know but I know my advice is going through one ear and out in the other,” Kaiya deadpans, you hear rustling and you could only assume she was baking again.

“To be fair I don’t exactly know how to focus on myself more. You know I’ve always been a bit of a people pleaser and liked to well, focus on others,” you rub your arms as you stare at your ceiling, recalling your high school days. You’d like to think you were tough, but only on the inside.

“A bit? You used to do every favor anyone’s asked of you before I stepped in and made them all shut the fuck up–” you cut her off.

“But what if they really needed my help!” you even used your hands to make a gesture to fully emphasize your point even if she couldn’t see you.

“They were taking advantage of you. There’s a difference between helping someone once and acting like their bell boy.”

“They were our seniors.”

“They were assholes.”

“Assholes are a bit harsh of a term.”

“See! You haven’t changed, maybe just a bit, thanks to yours truly. But you’re still so pure I want to put you in my pocket sometimes and take you away from my brother.”

You laugh, not really believing her when she calls you ‘pure’, “Thanks for distracting me, Kaiya,” you say softly instead, you weren’t even sure if you were heard on the other line.

“You’re welcome, always. I’m sure my brother’s going to show his face to you anytime soon.”

“I hope so,” you murmur.

He doesn’t.

It’s your anniversary.

The time 11:52 PM flashes on your home screen.

You bite your lower lip to stop the tears from flowing as you grip your phone. You’ve been waiting for a text or call from him all day. He was in a different district this week for a fan meeting, lucky fans, you can’t help but think of it in spite. Lines and lines of them, you could only imagine how exhausting it was to entertain them all. You guess he was just too tired to remember your anniversary. Because let’s face the truth that’s been bugging your mind all day, he forgot. He forgot.

He forgot but you were still hopeful enough that he would remember before the day ended.

He forgot and it’s–because his world is constantly moving and it feels like yours is only revolving around him.

He forgot but you understand.

You could think of a hundred different ways the day could’ve been a bit better. And all of them involved him communicating with you in some type of way. But perhaps he really was just too caught up with work. You understand.

But it hurts.

And it’s not okay.

You’re not okay as you tuck your knees to your chest and let yourself cry for the first time in months.

Akaashi only realizes his mistake the next day when he sees the date. You knew of this with the way he frantically called your phone. You merely stared at the screen flashing his contact name, and honestly, you weren’t ready to talk to him yet. As much as you should answer immediately and shout at him for forgetting such an important day, you couldn’t find it in you to show a bit of anger. All you could feel was defeat.

So you stared at the screen, not making a move to pick up your phone. You were willing to suffer the incessant sound of ringing until.. until…

Until he realizes you weren’t going to answer.

It was as difficult as you thought. Ignoring Akaashi Keiji wasn’t something you were good at, but something you were good at, was restraint. It wasn’t difficult since he was miles away from you and it’s not like you weren’t already suffering from the bare minimum of conversation from his side for months. So you’ve managed to hold up the wall, a wall that’s in the brink of shriveling up and collapsing on you because how could you practice restraint when he’s on the other side of the door and not on the other side of a phone.

“[name] can we please talk?” you missed that voice, you clench your fist, there was nothing you wanted more than to open the door and immediately gather him in your arms and say you forgive him.

“I’m sorry,” ah, that word again, how many times have you heard that from him now? But what else could he say or do? There was surely nothing that could soothe you. Akaashi knows you well enough for that, “I’m sorry, please open the door so we can talk.”

You stay silent, giving yourself the privilege of thinking it over.

“Alright.. It’s okay, as long as you’re listening it’s alright, you’re listening, right, my love?” it wasn’t something to gauge out a response from you, because you were heavily intent on giving him the silent treatment.

“I didn’t mean to forget about our anniversary, the event was held up until 10 and right after the band and I had a meeting and I lost track of time. I know that it sounds like an excuse. I'm sorry, there isn’t anything that would justify what I did. I haven’t been a good boyfriend at all these past few months, and you deserve better. But can you please not give up on me?” his voice cracks and you swallow down the words you want to say to reassure him with instead because Akaashi was overthinking these past few days just as much as you, your boyfriend and you were similar in that regard, but you aren’t exactly sure if you could provide reassurance you would mean.

You open the door so abruptly Akaashi almost stumbles inside, the result of leaning on the door. You gather up your courage to look him in the eye enough so your knees wouldn’t grow weak. You were always soft and weak whenever you were around him. Most of the time it would feel like bliss but right now it was only a painful reminder of how you would take whatever he could give you, no matter how much it would break you.

But Kaiya was right, you needed to focus on yourself more.

Akaashi’s eyes lit up the moment he finally catches a glimpse of you but when he saw the look in your eyes he understood immediately what you wanted to convey without saying anything. You gulped trying to control your emotions as you reached for one of his hands so you could grasp it in both of yours, this was your way of saying sorry. A tear slips and you become a silent crying mess in front of him as he tries to process everything.

“[name], are you thinking about.. do you want to break up with me?” Akaashi says it in a fragile tone, it shattered your heart, you didn’t.. mean to.. you didn’t want to feel like this. You just couldn’t help the sobs that rattle your chest, him saying it outright makes it feel more real. That you were actually going through with it. Breaking up with him. Something you’ve thought of thoroughly between these days of silence.

“I.. I,” Akaashi gulps, “It’s.. okay, if you want to,” you watch as his jaw tightens and his forehead ticks for the slightest second, he was trying to act normal for you, so it would be easier, “I don’t want to see you hurt and I know I’ve only been hurting you these past months. If breaking up would be good.. for you, then.. then it’s okay,” he takes a move to take your face in his hands and wipe your tears.

“Ah,” he inhales sharply, you look up to see that he was tearing up too, “Sorry, sorry. It’s just, I couldn’t hold it in,” Akaashi tries to laugh. You attempted to laugh too but it ended up with you shedding more tears.

“Can I hug you?” he asks, “Please?” his voice cracks, your answer was wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

He rests his head in the crook of your neck and that’s when he finally breaks, “[name].. [name] I love you so much.. I.. I don’t want to break up,” he couldn’t control his tears anymore, “Please don’t break up with me. I love you. I don’t want to.. I don’t want to. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I promise I’ll find a way to make it better, I’ll be better for us [name].. please don’t leave..” he hugs you tighter, “..don’t leave me.”

You pat his back, a ridiculous aim to calm him down, this is only one of the few times he’s broken down, you recall a conversation you’ve had with him where he said he could only ever be vulnerable around you, “Keiji,” you say his name as a plead, “I love you.. I love you so much, but I think I need a break from… just everything. But I’m not leaving you, I swear. It isn’t going to be permanent, please give me time?”

A moment where your cries and his intertwine as you clutch his shoulder as if basking in the last moments you could hold him. It just makes him hold onto you tighter.

“Okay,” Akaashi says after a few minutes of basking in each other’s warmth, “..Okay,” he squeezes you once more before letting go.

“Thank you,” I’m sorry, you mean it, as you stare up at him with watery eyes, you take a step back and close your door with shaky hands. Your last sight of him was of his distraught expression and tear stained cheeks parallel to yours..

I’m sorry.

You miss him.

More than ever before.

It’s been 3 months since you’ve broken it off. You’ve cut your contact with him for now but of course you couldn’t truly escape him. His life was just too thoroughly intertwined with yours. You still feel longing for him, but that was inevitable. Things have been better with you, it felt like a step to something better, for the both of you. You’ve tried new hobbies lately, such as your yoga sessions to calm your mind and running every morning. You’ve tried balancing it along with your new job in a traditional publishing house.

Late at night, when you’re all alone and wallowing in self pity you miss him, but you always manage to stop yourself from searching his name on twitter to see what he was up to. It’s been 3 months of no communication and it’s killing you, even if it’s a self-inflicted rule you manage over. But as you said, your lives were too intertwined.

That was why you’re standing in a corner in the Akaashi family reunion beside Kaiya who was arguing with her cousin, who, when left, turned to you.

How could you resist an invitation from Mrs. Akaashi, his mother? She was way too nice to you and you’ve always attended Akaashi family gatherings, what would be your excuse to not attend, surely not anything good enough, but you didn’t even attempt to say no. Because you did want to go.

“The two of you are so obvious,” your best friend rolls her eyes.

“Huh?” you ask, confused while eating a hotdog an auntie gave you.

“My brother and you are. so. obvious,” she points her stick where a hotdog was once to Akaashi who was talking with an Uncle, “He keeps glancing here and looking at you longingly like a lovesick puppy, it’s kinda gross,” she grimaces, “It’s a surprise my other relatives haven’t figured out that you guys have been dating for years. Whenever we have a get together he’s always hanging around somewhere near you like a moth to a flame. What did you feed him dude?”

Your heart ached, you were trying to ignore his presence because you didn’t know how to initiate an interaction that wasn’t going to be awkward. You greeted him stiffly earlier when you were approaching his parents and he was unluckily beside them. You tried to act like you usually would, as if this wasn’t the first time you were seeing him in person after your break up. You didn’t want it to be this way, in fact, you want it to be the opposite. After all these months, you’ve realized you can live without him, but you didn’t want to.

“We dated for years. Not anymore,” you mumble, bad habits die hard, and one of those is your pessimism, but you quickly say something else before she could hound you, “And it’s your fault for always inviting me to your family gatherings, they got used to it, do I look like an Akaashi?” you roll your eyes at her.

“Soon to be,” she winks at you. You blush at the implication, “You’re going to get back together anyways,” Kaiya was so sure of it, when you told her about how you broke up with her brother her immediate reply was ‘He deserves it, he was being stupid. The both of you are too stupidly in love to completely call it off, so let’s talk about my recent dior purchase because look–’.

“Okay but really, you’re family, just not blood-related, my parents love you to the point that I think they considered adopting you once, my aunts and uncles think you’re absolutely adorable, and my nieces and nephews are always looking for “[n/n]-chan”. You’re practically already Akaashi [name],” she gestures dramatically, just then one of her cousins that was arranging the tables to make a big long one for the whole family to sit in says ‘Bring out the food!’

You soon find yourself seated in one of the chairs beside Kaiya, all would be well if Akaashi Keiji hadn’t decided to sit in front of you. Now you were avoiding meeting his eye, oh you only wish for this dinner to go fast and smoothly because you don’t know how long you’re going to last in this avoiding eye contact game.

“[name] when are you going to date our Hiroki?” an auntie asked, catching your attention, they were pertaining to Keiji's cousin. Oh there they go again, they have always teased Hiroki with you since around 4 years ago when he said that his ideal girlfriend was you, the family never let go of it, you always laughed it off since it was harmless, and there was no way you have eyes for any other Akaashi that isn’t Akaashi Keiji.

A few adults laughed, most teasing Hiroki, you distantly heard a choking sound coming from your best friend, and Hiroki himself was very red. You laughed awkwardly before an uncle said something that caught you off-guard.

“I thought Keiji and [name] were in a relationship?” which made your heart beat unbelievably faster. You almost dropped your fork, Kaiya was trying to contain her laughter but she slapped your thigh as if she was saying ‘See? You guys were obvious’ and you did the one thing you didn’t want to do. You locked eyes with Keiji.

Auntie laughed, “Come on honey, our Keiji is too busy being a celebrity to be in a relationship.”

Ouch.

It felt like everything that happened flashed before you and the gaze you were holding with Keiji right now was delicate. It definitely looks like he wants to say something but you stop him with one simple shake of your head. He complies as he always did in your relationship. And just like that, you move your attention elsewhere.

“Hiroki has liked you since forever [name], does he not make moves? Silly boy,” Auntie continues.

“Ma!” Hiroki shouts in embarrassment, “[name] will feel awkward, I’m sorry [name],” he bows his head to you, you shake your head and wave your hands, you wish for the conversation to change to something not revolving around you.

“It’s okay, Auntie just teases a lot,” you chuckle, taking a bite of your carbonara.

“Hiroki nii-san said earlier [name]-chan looked very pretty today!” one of the kids added.

The adults were about to comment rather joyously when Akaashi clanged his glass to get everyone’s attention, “That’s enough guys, [name] is getting uncomfortable,” he says calmly, you were the only one who noticed how there was a slight off in his movement, like he was annoyed but pretending not to be, the vein in his hand that was holding the cup a little too tightly gave it away.

“Keiji has always looked after [name] like his own sister, it’s cute,” Keiji’s older cousin Aiki says.

Your best friend couldn’t contain her laughter then, everyone looked at her as she cackled like a maniac, “Yeah, sure, he totally thinks of her like a sister,” she says, full of mirth. Aiki was sitting on her other side so she was looking at Kaiya like she was out of her mind.

Everyone thought she was just spouting nonsense again and veered into a different topic. You couldn’t help but glance at Keiji who you knew whose gaze on you never faltered.

For some reason, the universe liked to play with you. You didn’t know if it loved you or hated you. Surely trapping you in the kitchen with Akaashi Keiji when he was supposed to be out buying more alcohol with a cousin was a coincidence or maybe methodical plans made by the person you call best friend you’ve spent more than half of your life with. Whatever it was, it led you to this moment with him. You and him, alone. Most of the family were still out in the backyard, the ones that were still awake of course, most of the kids were asleep, the older kids were watching a movie in the living room, the young-adults were with the aunts and uncles drinking outside.

You were planning on staying over and having a sleepover with Kaiya, who was one of the young-adults getting shit faced outside, but you wouldn’t have put it past her to not have meddled in a little with your relationship with her brother before getting shit faced.

You get a glass of water, using it to sober yourself, you haven’t consumed any alcohol, but you didn’t trust yourself to be composed around Akaashi Keiji. So you drink your water, inhaling before you find the right words.

“I miss you,” Keiji spoke first. He was closer than you initially thought, with your back on the entrance you hadn’t realized he was caging you in. His arm is on the counter beside where you’re still holding down the cup. Now you were truly trapped, and this is how you knew that everything was going to be fine.

“Until when is our break going to last?” he says in a trivial way, like he was asking you if you liked the weather. As if he wasn’t saying it directly in your ear, making you shiver. You remember telling him once that you liked how you could feel his voice when he spoke close to your ear. It was something very Keiji to remember and use at a time like this, you expect nothing less than perfect composure while your insides are malfunctioning.

“Keiji,” you finally turn to face him, but you don't have much room to work with, quite literally. Your hands are behind you on the counter as you look up at Akaashi and soak in his features. You missed everything, his voice, his eyes, his perfume. Everything that makes him, him. He reaches a hand out to gently cup your face, he looks into your eyes, testing the waters. If you would allow him to touch you so he could ground himself. As if feeling you was getting back his sense of reality.

“You look better,” he murmurs, using his thumb to caress your cheek, “I’m glad,” he smiles.

“Thank you for giving me time,” you place your hand over his, leaning into his touch more, “I’m sorry too,” you say.

“I should be the one saying sorry,” Akaashi’s brows furrow, “I still haven’t made it up to you.”

“So.. should we start again?” you say in a soft voice, shyly looking up at him through your lashes.

Akaashi leans down to place a kiss on your forehead, as if it was something he had wanted to do all evening, “We’re picking up where we left off.”

“That sounds nice,” you murmur, tilting your head up to place a sweet kiss on Keiji’s cheek. “We still have a lot to talk about,” you add, reaching over to brush his hair out of his face while his hands have moved down to your waist.

“And as I said, I have a lot of making up to do. I’m sorry for everything I put you through,” Akaashi has a troubled expression on his face, “I won’t make the same mistakes again. I can’t promise you that it would be easy dating me, you know that it isn’t, because of my job. That’s why I’m so thankful you've still stuck with me all these years despite all my misgivings. I love you, so much. And I.. want to show you off to the world, my love.”

You bite your lower lip, it was here, another step in your relationship, “Let’s start with your family?”

Akaashi couldn’t help but pull you in for a kiss, one that leaves you gasping and breathless, “I love you,” you say.

“Stay with me forever,” Akaashi states, not even giving you a choice, it makes you laugh with giddiness, you were the only one who got to see this side of him.

“Sounds like a good plan.”

Being selfish once in a while felt nice.

a/n — guys i have to wake up for school in like less than 2 hrs but my brain said no syl finish your akaashi fic and i listened to my monster

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marieabubb08 · 1 year

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Bestfriend!Akaashi who you have been with through thick and thin as far as you could remember.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who's shoulders was always ready for you to cry on ever since you were 6 when you fell of your bike and cried on his embrace as you held your bleeding knee.

Bestfriend!Akaashi has always stayed by your side even when everybody turned their backs on you due to rumours and gossips that held no truth to them.

Bestfriend!Akaashi when asked why he stayed with you only answered: "I know you better than anyone and probably even yourself, and so I would know the things you would and would not do."

Bestfriend!Akaashi who would only shake his head when you start to doubt yourself and try to change your personality to fit the masses.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who gently flicked your forehead, telling you to not change yourself. After all, that was the you he was so in love with and he would go through war than to see you hide the true you.

Bestfriend!Akaashi and your relationship only grew closer when you became more alone due to potential friends in your toxic workplace distancing themselves from you as if you're a plague.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who feels guilty for being happy that you were growing closer just because of people trashing you to the grounds.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who thinks that his chance of confessing is nearing, but is absolutely floored when you out of nowhere started dating.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who swears that the guy you were with would just break your heart, not because he was biased just cause he was in love with you, but because he can see in your boyfriend's face that he did not hold an ounce of love for you.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who struggled as his heart broke whenever you cling to the guy, but it shatters more when he sees the guy absolutely ignoring your sweet gestures.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who after a few months, notices your smiles and laughs decreasing as you always frowned and seemed to be deep in your own wallowing thoughts.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who was shocked to open the door to someone knocking on his apartment door at 1 in the morning only to find you in your pyjamas, a jacket wrapped around you as your red eyes shed tears.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who listened to you ramble with open ears and guarded heart about your boyfriend being stuck up with his ex and using you as a rebound.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who let you cry in his embrace, running his hands through your hair as he cursed himself in his mind.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who felt regret and a bit of blame on you. Regret for not having the confidence to confess to you so early on and hopefully snatch you away before your heart could break even more because of that guy.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who blamed you for being too oblivious to the fact that he can treat you better than he would and he will show it to you if you give him the chance.

Bestfriend!Akaashi who knows that the only way for him to get that chance is if he can muster up the courage to tell you what he really felt, but he will wait.

Bestfriend!Akaashi will wait until you are ready to try love again. But for now, he'll be here with you, to comfort you, make sure someone loves and cares for you through this dark time just like the old times he did.

Since you all loved my previous hc, I present to you....Bestfriend Akaashi!!

I love the childhood friends to lovers trope too much so I made this to scratch that itch of want to write one.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #headcannons #akaashi keiji #akaashi keiji x reader #marieabubb08 #haikyuu headcannons #akaashi #keiji #fukurodani #haikyuu #haikyuu!!

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kingdaddydaichi · 1 year

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nsfw | mdni | k. akaashi x f!reader

i fucking love morning sex, y'all, and this time it's with keiji akaashi. (i wrote this in september. not sure why i never posted it before?? maybe i was drunk when i wrote it and forgot about it lol. i've been so busy writing for my daichi event lately that i'm looking through old drafts to find shit to post so y'all don't think i'm dead slfn;sldn;an.)

you smile sleepily and roll over to greet akaashi in the morning light, his back golden with the sun’s kisses. to hear him tell it, his breath stinks, but you steal kisses from him anyway despite his protests. then his teeth rake across your lip as he smiles at your insistence that he tastes perfect.

he hooks his long fingers behind your knee and firmly pulls your leg over his hip with a low growl. “mmwant you, babe…” his lips graze yours as the tip of his cock bumps against your slit, puffy and moist.

“mmmkeiji…” you moan, leaning into him as he ruts, angling your hips to feel the kiss of his cock once, twice, thrice more against your aching clit. “baby?” you slur.

“i’ve got you,” he breathes, reaching between your bodies to quickly line himself up. he presses inside you as his hand finds your hip again, digging in as he thrusts upward.

the thick, spongey head of his cock pops through your tight hole, made ready with your slick, and you whine, “mnnm god keiji, yes…”

“fuck, baby…” he whispers, closing his lips around your jugular. “…so tight, so wet for me…”

you hum something about how good his hard, hot cock feels inside you and he works a little harder. you gasp against his cheek as he rides you out, your hair fluttering in his wispy breaths. as his coarse patch of black hair rubs a rhythmic pattern against your hard clit, you begin to climb to the summit from which you plummet as you cry out his name and tremble and cream around him.

“mhmmhhnn babe, god…gonna cum insi- fuck,” he gasps.

you’d never been with a guy whose orgasms you could physically feel until you met keiji akaashi. his cock twitches inside you with every spurt of his seed from its dark pink slit, salaciously creaming your sticky walls as they suck him dry.

tagging: @chaoskrakenuwu @crystal-lilac @yuujispinkhair

#keiji #akaashi #keiji akaashi #keiji x f!reader #akaashi x f!reader #keiji akaashi x f!reader #keiji x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi smut #keiji smut #haikyuu smut #hq smut

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themaingame · 4 months

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designing a yttd oc/self insert because i've just realized that i can draw whatever i want. he has several diseases

#don't have a name for him yet though i do think it would be funny if his name was just Daiji. or daichi even #ocs #keiji #my art

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gonbeeyamada · 2 years

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WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE.

#sara #joe #shin #kai #reko #keiji #alice #mine #yttd

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tahdashi · 1 year

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who in hq is obsessed w your big glasses n pushes them up for you when they slide down your nose

#keiji #o o osamu .#sayu speaks

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gatopidao · 5 months

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Pfvr faz icons de yttd (your turn to die)!!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𓆟｡ #yttd

#spirit icons #120x120 icons #random icons #120x120 #icons #random #games #game #yttd #your turn to die #sara chidouin #sara #keiji #joe #matching icons #kanna #shin #reko #nao #ranmaru

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rowanberrypop · 2 months

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keiji, watch out!!

#yttd #your turn to die #yttd fanart #your turn to die fanart #keiji #keiji yttd #keiji shinogi #ooooh guys he makes me so ill #also attempting to reupload this bc yesterday it didnt show up in tags!?#my art #forgot midori tags omfg #midori yttd #sou hiyori

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loriannbowman · 28 days

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those damned eyes get me every time

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matsuofucker · 3 months

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mogami keiji

#mogami keiji #keiji #mogami #art #mob psycho 100 #mp100

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idlerin · 1 year

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A TINY DOSAGE OF YOUR LOVE

celebrity!akaashi keiji x f!reader

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

the ikarus incident (band au)

+ word count: 1.8k

content — established relationship, domestic fluff, hidden relationship, best friend’s brother, FLUFFY FLUFF

AKAASHI KEIJI was someone who was unreachable, you’ve always thought so, despite him being in reality a few feet away, usually. You would try to catch a glimpse of him at the side of your eye whenever your best friend, his sister, would invite you over at their house after school to either just hang around or do assignments, during which he would sometimes help the both of you with something difficult to comprehend. You would always heat up whenever he would hover behind you, carefully explaining to you how this and that work, giving you a subtle smile whenever you answered correctly.

He easily became your first crush.

Yes, first, as you’ve always rejected the idea of liking another person because of childish pride, but then you found yourself looking for him when you knew he was near, smiling when he smiled, always wanting for him to talk to you, and making excuses to watch his band practice. Crushing on him was inevitable.

You’ve always thought it wouldn’t be anything other than just you being someone who had a childish crush on him and him who would always just see you as his little sister’s best friend.

Until it wasn’t just that. Your feelings for him became deeper. Late nights thinking about him became late nights talking with him.

Until your glimpses weren’t one-sided anymore and you weren’t the only one feeling this way.

Until one normal day, he was holding your hand in his, gripping it firmly but not tightly, his adam's apple bobbing– it was the first time you saw the composed and stern Akaashi Keiji nervous. As the words you’ve daydreamed of him to say ever since you were that young girl that had that childish crush on him, fall from his lips, “I like you, [name].”

Of course, at first you couldn’t believe he was actually saying that, it was unreal because you’ve liked this boy for years and here he was saying he liked you back! At this time he was already garnering a pretty large fanbase and you were just– there, you were his supporter from day one and you wouldn’t have minded staying like that. But you loved him, and it was difficult to not listen to what your heart wants.

A soft caress on your cheek awoke you from your deep sleep. The lights made you struggle to focus your eyes as you tried to recall what and where you were. Then your eyes catch onto the figure sitting next to your body on the bed— wait no, not a bed, a couch.

“I’m sorry for waking you,” he says, eyes not leaving your face as if trying to memorize your features, “It’s late,” he says, moving his hand to run over your face to make your eyes close, “Go back to sleep.”

You remove his hand on your face once you’ve registered that he was actually here, “Keiji!”

He wasn’t prepared when you tackled him into a hug but reflexively placed his arms around you, one at the back of your head and the other wrapped around your waist, “I’m home.”

You were waiting for him on the couch, he texted earlier that day saying he was flying back. Out of excitement because you were going to see your boyfriend again after so long! (Really it’s only been a week), you spent the whole afternoon preparing a meal for him for when his plane lands in the evening but his flight got delayed so you ended up putting the food in the fridge, but you didn’t want to miss greeting him the moment he walks in your apartment.

“How was everything?” you ask, burying your head on his chest.

“It went well, everyone was accommodating,” he replies, head resting on top of yours, “I missed you a lot.”

Your cheeks get warm, even after all these years you still blushed at his show of affection. Everything he does makes you feel so warm and fuzzy, and you think that could never change.

“Did you stop by your place first?” you ask, looking up at him with your arms still clinging onto him.

“No, I went straight here,” he responds, the hand on your nape leaving to brush a strand of your hair away from your face.

“What? You should’ve rested first,” you say even though inside you were glad he actually went straight to you first.

“How was I supposed to rest? You’re here,” he smiles, leaning down to give you a quick peck on your lips. You don’t know if he was flustering you on purpose or what, either way, it was working.

“Have you eaten yet? I’m going to heat up the food so you can eat,” you attempt to move away from him.

“Later,” he hugged you impossibly tighter, restricting you from any movement, you smiled, it looked like he didn't really want to let you go and that he's forgotten it's probably the middle of the night.

“How did you manage to sneak away?” you ask instead, letting him treat you like a stuffed toy he couldn't bare without, lazily tracing circles on his back.

"It was easy, since everyone couldn't wait to get to their respective homes, they didn't even care much about where I'm going to," he chuckles, "I think Sakusa noticed though."

"He's always been the observative one," you commend, Akaashi hums in agreement, "Also, Kaiya wanted me to remind you to not forget visiting them too," your best friend was just here yesterday to watch a movie and eat your food, since it was her day off, "Don't forget bringing the things she asked for, she said," you laugh.

"When have I ever forgotten? I'll tell her to wait, the next two days are for you and me," Akaashi smiles, cupping your cheek to kiss you on the forehead, then your nose, then your lips again.

"Do you not have anything scheduled?" you ask, eyes glowing.

"The next month is going to be busier than ever so I'm going to spend as much time with you as I can, my love," He rests his forehead against yours.

"And let's start that by getting a meal?" you say.

He suddenly changes positions, now standing over you, you were about to ask if his hunger was now catching up with him when he crouches and carries you bridal style. You let out a squeal and cling onto his shirt, he was going to give you a heart attack!

"I do miss your cooking," he comments while carrying you, striding into the kitchen and in front of the fridge, you open it and reach inside then signal for him to go to the microwave.

"So when are you going to let me walk on my own?" you ask playfully as he puts you down on a chair at the dining table.

You watch as Akaashi sets the plates and glasses on the table, already knowing where each was stored. Once the food is heated, he places it on each of your plates respectively before sitting down next to you. You thought he was done but then he pulls your chair closer to his.

You smile and start eating, occasionally using your spoon to feed him too when he stops in between eating to say something to you, and since you knew of this eating habit of his, you would remind him to continue eating with it. You were worried he wasn't eating much and was too focused on work.

Waking up next to Akaashi feels like a dream.

You admit to staring at his face a little too long when you wake up earlier than him. If you could call waking up at noon 'early', the both of you did sleep quite late.

His eyes flutter open, "Good morning, love," he says in his morning voice, smiling idly.

"Good morning," you say back, "Should we start our day?"

"Hm," he hums, "We should go out today, let's go sightseeing, what do you think?" he asks while reaching for your hand to enclose in his.

You close your eyes and smile, pretending to think about it. Your facade was short lived though when you felt his soft lips pressed on your forehead, his mumble of a, "Please?"

"I'd love to," you agree, as if you weren't already thinking about what to wear. All too fast in rising and going on your way to the bathroom.

It's been a while since the two of you have gone on an actual date. When you hang out these days (whenever he's actually free), it's with his family since they take you along on their trips, they treat you as family as well because you spent more than half of your childhood with them. But none of them know that Akaashi and you were in a relationship other than Kaiya. Akaashi and you have decided to keep it a secret for now (mostly on your part), 'for now' being 3 whole years now, it's mostly the public's reaction you're worried about.

You would never risk his career.

When the two of you were getting ready, you put on a dress you thought looked really pretty on you, spinning and smiling at Akaashi, "How do I look?"

He takes a good look at you with his half buttoned shirt on and wet hair, "You look gorgeous." you could say the same to him.

You couldn't resist it and stepped closer to him, buttoning his shirt for him, something about this simple action felt nice. You were smiling and humming a tune of the recent song stuck in your head— which coincidentally was one of his songs. He didn't fail to notice.

"I'm glad you liked the song," he comments, talking about his band's recent release you were humming.

"You know I love your voice," you say, patting his chest once you were done buttoning it. Reminiscing the days where you would shyly ask him to sing for you, with his old acoustic guitar you remembered asking him to teach you to play.

"Oh I almost forgot about this," you say when you spot your cap, it was to be less noticeable. Before you could reach for it though, Akaashi blocks it with his hand.

"How about we go out today without any disguises?" he suggests, you contemplate about it, you've gotten used to playing disguise with him whenever you go out in public with the risk of being seen by the paparazzi. You've never gotten caught, but then that's because Akaashi was very careful and calculated.

"But if we get seen.."

"It's a secluded place, you don't have to worry about anything," he reassures you. Part of why the both of you hide your relationship is because you were a little intimidated by the public, you don't know how Akaashi does it, you wouldn't be able to handle having little to no privacy.

There goes the butterflies again.

"Okay.. I just want to be with you," you say in a whisper, he hears it though, ending up with his ears all reddened. You liked to see that you weren't the only one who still gets flustered because of the other.

You cherish these moments the most, it doesn't matter where you were, as long as you were with him.

a/n — writing this while wearing my akaashi jersey BWJSJAJA i love this man sm

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