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astarsol · 9 months

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ch. 6 - call me keiji

"mr. akaashi, ms. y/n, it's such an honor to meet both of you and it's great to have the two of you hosting your meet and greet here. as requested, the bookstore is totally yours for the next hour until it begins. feel free to browse, buy, whatever you'd like to during your time here. and if you have any questions, i'll be at the front desk," the manager of the shop holds out her hand, shaking the two of yours.

you give the owner a warm smile, your eyes already looking around the store, "thanks for having us. i will probably buy one or two books from you guys! now, akaashi, i have to show you some of my favorite series."

with a grab of his hand, you pull him towards the romance novels. whether old or young, you couldn't help but read a good romance novel to gain inspiration, ideas. when you reach their romance section you already become overwhelmed. it's filled with nearly all of the classics.

pamela: virtue rewarded, arguably one of the first novels ever written (and arguably an awful one at that), pride and prejudice, jane eyre, romeo and juliet, and anna karenina. all classics, all novels you could never live up to. but you can't help and indulge in just how beautifully written most of them are.

"oh look at what i've found," akaashi pulls your attention away from all of the novels you love, moving you until you see all of yours sitting on a shelf.

sitting there are your own novels in different languages, mainly italian and english. they're highlighted with a little description of each book. and sure you've seen your own novels in bookstores but for some reason it's different. "this is absolutely crazy," you cross your arms in front of your chest, your sitting open.

"you know it'll be your name on the front soon, have your own book," you look over to your editor, his eyes rolling as you nudge his shoulder.

akaashi looks back at you, shrugging, "sure. i'm sure it'll reach the heights that your novels do. i mean the amount of people waiting for your current one is absurd. and not in bad way, it's just crazy that so many people are urging for another book."

you nod, completely understanding what he means by that. that it'll never be a feeling you'll be able to get over. and maybe that's why you've become so tuned to him. you're just so similar and so different at the same time that it's easy to talk to each other.

"they will for yours too, akaashi-" you grab your book, your finger running along the edge of it as a pleased smile overtakes the previous pain of never believing you'll make it.

"call me keiji, i think we've known each other for long enough. if you want to of course," akaashi looks over at you, his hair falling forward slightly, his hands squirming awkwardly at his side.

you turn to look at him as well, his eyes glistening. a pinkish hue somehow overtakes his face, replacing his paler complexion. "alright... keiji, and you can of course call me y/n. i know i've always been pretty loose about it due to other cultures' impact on how people refer to me. but it means a lot, really, keiji."

"you don't have to say it constantly though-"

"keiji, it actually is a very nice name. keiji, keiji, keiji."

"i'm revoking your ability to say my first name, this is awful," keiji shakes his head, his hands coming up and covering his eyes.

you set down your book, grabbing his shoulder with one of your hands. "alright, alright, i'm sorry. why don't you show me your favorite book during our time here. maybe whatever interests you will help me finish my novel."

keiji uncovers his eyes looking over at you, his head tilts as he thinks for a moment. then, as if he decided suddenly, he takes your hand from his shoulder and pulls you towards the sci-fi and fantasy sections. maybe you just hadn't thought of it before but you never considered him a fan of either genre.

"how about we sit down and i explain why they’re my favorite…” he starts ranting about the different genres and how his favorite are undoubtedly the best. and it’s in this moment that you think you could listen to him talk for forever. maybe this should be implemented into the ending… no, it’s far too cliche.

masterlist / previous

synopsis: you’re struggling to write a new book for your publishers. especially since it’s a romance novel, and you’re short on romance. what’s even worse is that your editor is terrible at communicating. so your boss sends the two of you on a ‘vacation’ of sorts. get the two of you to work out your differences and get you writing. what’ll happen to the two of you and how will your friends react through the short bursts of information you give them?

fun facts; - he ended up finding out you took that photo of him - that’s why it’s his instagram pfp - akaashi is VERY conflicted on if he wants to go or stay - the pressure is now really on and the two of you have been watching a movie every evening to calm down some - this smau ends on ch. 10, meaning we’re nearing the end…

taglist (open): @merofvenus, @existential-traveller, @kurenix, @reveusecherie, @thechaosoflonging

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mrs-kodzuken · 4 months

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K.K.T.K on my wrist ♡

Pairing: Kōtarō Bokuto x Keiji Akaashi x fem!reader x Tetsurō Kuroo x Kenma Kozume

WC: 1.9k

Genre: soulmate au, fluff, slice of life

CW: fem!reader, four soulmates, poly relationship, fluff, very soft and sweet

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When I was a little girl, I thought about how a prince would show up outside my bedroom window. He'd take me away to his castle and marry me, treating me with kindness.

Then we'd live happily ever after, just like in the movies.

However, the hardships that came with being a princess made me think that I could handle them. As it turns out, that's not how life is at all.

Not at all.

Plenty of hardships are thrown at you left and right. and it's all about how well you deal with it.

As I got older, my fantasies became more realistic. I wanted to live a small, easy life with the person I so dearly loved.

A small child or kitten running around, giving us entertainment.

Living out our lives to the fullest and being content with simplicity. We didn't need anything more or anything less.

That's how I've always imagined it.

As it turns out, life does throw things at you, but this one was one of the best hardships I'll ever came to love.

And it all begins at the young age of sixteen. A fresh high school student, worried about what people thought about them.

Their hair, clothes, grades, and sometimes even a boyfriend or girlfriend.

However, most of those thoughts got quickly brushed away. On a person's sixteenth birthday, initials will appear on their dominant wrist.

The absolute heart racing feeling full of wonder of who your special significance other could be.

Maybe it was someone who lives halfway across the world. Maybe someone who goes to the same school as you. Maybe someone you grew up with.

Or maybe someone you just happen to know from the internet.

Whatever it may be, they will be bound to meet. Some people say it's fate. Some say even destiny.

However, I just thought it was a clear misconception for me.

I had my dreams significantly crushed by four initials on my wrist. Oh, how I used to despise them—the hate that fueled through me when I looked at my wrist.

Looking back, it was harsh and childish. Life is unexpected; things happen. However, this one was one that's stuck in my favorites, even if it was the opposite of everything I always wanted.

I wouldn't trade it for the world.

The bedroom window was open a bit as the rain fell from the sky. Small devices lit up here and there around the room.

It was an easy night for all of us. Even Kōtarō was quiet, which sparked an interest in me. I was keeping myself busy by reading a book I had been wanting to catch up on.

While also laying on Keiji, who had been next to me reading some other kind of book.

Our beloved Kenma was in the next room over, streaming. The door was slightly ajar, leaving space for the blue rays of light to show on the wall.

I could hear small splashes of water coming from the bathroom. A small, unnoticeable smile gracing my strawberry-colored lips.

No matter how many times I knew water calmed that beautiful boy down, I couldn't get over it.

I had run the bath myself, even adding a few bathroom toys and bubbles, despite it being the late hours of the night. And despite that he was a grown man, we don't in this house.

If I had listened hard enough, I could hear Tetsu downstairs. The soft noise of most likely midnight snacks being made.

It seemed as if we were all content in the house we called home. A shiver ran down my back as I felt the soft breeze come from the window.

The skies were pitch black; if it were a normal night, I'd be on the roof with Tetsu and Keiji. We'd point out the constellations and watch the stars.

It was one of my favorite things to do with them.

If it were later in the afternoon and the sun was slightly straying from the clouds and the rain was soft, Kōtarō would be dancing in the rain with me.

We'd sing our hearts out, then get scolded by our lovely boyfriend, Keiji, who quite possibly seemed like the only sane one in the house.

Besides Kenma half of the time.

The days that it was sunny, and I wished silently that it would rain. Kenma would softly take my hand and lead me to the kitchen.

Even though we both shared the hatred of sunny days, we'd bake something.

Whether it be healthy or not, burnt or just right, muffins or cupcakes. So, our house constantly smells like a bakery. When we wouldn't feel up to baking, a movie was our next best thing.

On hard days when I felt like I really needed something to just get my mind off for a little while, Kuroo was my go-to person.

We'd run to the park and back, putting the stress into exercising. Sometimes, just sitting down with him on a park bench and watching everyone pass by was enough.

However, Keiji was by far the one who comforted me in a strange but loving way. He's the only one I'd talk to. I'd spill all my thoughts to, read a book with, cry to, and observe with.

Being very compatible with each and every one of them made life exciting and, oddly, calming.

"Are you cold? We can shut the window if you'd like." Keiji turned his head toward me, pausing his reading.

"I'll put on a hoodie," I said, shaking my head and loving the smell of rain. However, he knew that that would be my answer.

I'd always wrap up in multiple clothing layers instead of shutting the window.

It was a habit.

I crawled away from him as I watched Keiji place my bookmark in the place I was reading.

Slipping on my pink slippers, I walked out of the room, heading towards the clothing room.

Who knew that living with four other people would bless you with an enormously large house? However, the income we all made could quite possibly also be a reason.

As I walked past Kenma's gaming room, I peered in. My eyes were watching him a bit, I could tell even from when he was turned around that his eyes were glued to the screen.

Knowing Kenma, I knew he wasn't wearing his glasses that protected his eyes. He needed them now more than ever, since it's the late hours of the night.

Backing out, I quickly but quietly moved downstairs. His glasses were on the living room coffee table, if I remembered correctly.

When I was on the first floor, I moved to the living room, where his glasses were. Picking them up, I felt the coldness from how long they've been left alone.

The kitchen light on, curiosity peering through me. I peeked in at the sight of Tetsu sitting on the counter, scrolling on his phone.

He was most likely trying to figure out what we'd be feeling up for to eat after rummaging through our cabinets. God, he could be doing nothing and still look so handsome.

I smiled a little and headed back upstairs. Opening Kenma's door more, I could hear soft grunting from him.

Probably because of a level he was having trouble with.

Setting the glasses close to his keyboard, I leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on the temple. He nodded, his cheekbones glowing with a rouge pink shade.

That small peck meant, 'Please don't forget to wear them.' I could always express myself with small things without actually saying them to Kenma and Keiji.

Usually, I'd have to express my thoughts in a verbal way when it came down to Kō and Tetsu. However, I knew not everyone would be an introvert or just a mind reader.

When I left the room, leaving it cracked like before, I saw his game pause and him slip on the clear glasses.

I made my way back to the room, forgetting about the hoodie I needed to get. When I entered, I saw Kōtarō curled up against Keiji.

His hair was slightly dripping wet, making me cringe a bit.

I spotted his towel, which he had brought back with him instead of hanging up in the bathroom. I softly grabbed it and made my way to him.

He perked up; his yellow eyes seemed to shine a bit brighter in the dark.

"The water will make the bed wet, hon" I softly said, lightly ruffling his hair with the towel.

His arms wrapped around my waist as I continued to get the water out. Wetness and comfortable covers do not mix in my book or even on my book.

I could hear him sigh happily as I played with his hair, trying to get out all the water.

Glancing over to Keiji, his glasses were off, and our books had been set elsewhere. It's movie time.

Kenma would come from his gaming in around fifteen to twenty minutes from now. We'd all cuddle on the bed and watch a cartoon movie.

I walked to the bathroom, setting Kōtarō's towel on his hook. In a house of five people, organization was the best key.

After I cut the lights off, I walked back to see a movie picked up and Kuroo coming upstairs with our midnight snacks.

When I made sure everyone was comfortable in bed, I went to get Kenma. I could basically feel the exhaustion radiating off him. Knowing that he wouldn't get off the game unless someone actually got him.

As I got closer, I gently put my arms around his back. I did it every single time I wanted him to get off the game. I could tell he was fighting himself, wanting to go another round but agreeing.

Soon his system was off and his left hand locked in my right one, walking into our bedroom. We climbed into bed; the rotation was different this weekend.

Each day or week, we'd switch the rotation of who gets to spoon who. It wasn't my idea since I couldn't care less if I was spooning or getting spooned.

However, being the only girl it was kinda nice with everyone being bigger than me, it was kind of hot some nights too.

This time around, Tetsu was spooning me, and I happened to be spooning Kōtarō. After we finished the snacks, I couldn't resist the sleep, which called my name.

Since there were five of us, we couldn't possibly fit in a bed. So we decided to just get one of the biggest; even if we did spoon, I'm sure at least one of us would end up kicking another off the bed.

This has always been how our stay-up nights have been and I wouldn't change it for the world.

When I was a little girl, I thought about how a prince would show up outside my bedroom window. He'd take me away to his castle and marry me.

Well, now that I'm older, it's safe to say that I've got four princes who I was fated with. They agreed to live together with me, and the need to marry wasn't in our minds.

We all knew the reassurance of each other never leaving the other. But if one of us did happen to want to marry? I guess we could.

But this is the end of our weekend night and there was nothing out there that would make me give it up.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad. I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any requests!

the header is made by me, please like/reblog if used <3

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stawbeemilk · 1 month

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Hey I love your work ! Um if it’s ok can I ask for kuroo and iwaizumi and Akashi and others if you like! Um they somehow realize that their girlfriend even though she is happy all the time has a abusive mother like she left a scar on her back or something and because of that she is insecure to change in front of them or you know I want to know their reaction 😭🙏🏻💕(you can ignore if you like!)

⤷ his s/o is insecure about their scars – hq

✩ characters: kuroo, iwaizumi, akaashi

✩ warnings: f!reader

✩ a/n: i finally managed to get one of my requests done, i'm so sorry this took so long. i decided not to go into much detail about the origin of reader’s scars bc i thought it might be triggering to some, i hope that's okay!!

⭑ kuroo

⤷ kuroo decided to surprise you with a new dress for you to wear on your date, telling you how he came across it online and immediately knew it would look amazing on you

⤷ you excitedly took the article of clothing from him, eager to try it on, however you soon felt your heart drop to your stomach as you realised that the dress he had chosen for you was entirely backless

⤷ you always made a conscious effort to wear clothing that covered as much skin as possible, especially your back— the large scar that resided between your shoulder blades caused you a lot of insecurity, and you felt more comfortable knowing it wasn't visible for anyone to see

⤷ you did your best to hide the fact you were self-conscious about it from your boyfriend, and while you knew he would never think of you any differently, you would be lying if you said you didn't still feel nervous any time he would see your bare skin, knowing that your scar was on full display to him

⤷ kuroo didn't miss the way your smile dropped or the sudden worried look in your eyes, your reaction seemed so unlike you and he instantly knew that something was wrong

⤷ you quickly changed into the dress, trying to face him as much as possible so that he didn't have a full view of your back, but when he asked you to do a spin for him you knew there would be no avoiding it

⤷ you reluctantly turned around, finding yourself unable to look anywhere but the floor as you came to face him again, watching in your line of vision as he began moving closer towards you

⤷ you couldn't help but turn away from him again so he didn't see the tears that were beginning to well up in your eyes— by this point your heart was beating so loudly you could practically hear it in your ears, nervously anticipating his reaction

⤷ your breath hitched in your throat as you suddenly felt kuroo’s lips brushing against your back, softly grazing the skin where your scar resides before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him

⤷ “you look beautiful. you should definitely wear that tonight.”

⤷ “but, tetsu, i—”

⤷ “shh, you're gorgeous, okay? and nothing will ever change that.”

⭑ iwaizumi

⤷ your boyfriend accidentally walked in on you changing, which to him didn't seem like that big of a deal, and so he was surprised to hear you shriek when he entered the room, watching as you tried to cover yourself with the shirt you were holding

⤷ you shakily tell him to get out and that's when he sees the panicked look in your eyes, realising your reaction wasn't just simply a response to him catching you off guard and scaring you, and that there was clearly something else going on

⤷ “hey, what's the matter?”

⤷ “it's nothing, haji. i'm fine, just— please, just get out.”

⤷ “no, you're not. you're a terrible liar, you know that? i'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong.”

⤷ you sighed, knowing that regardless of how much you tried to avoid telling him about what was probably your biggest insecurity, you couldn't keep it from him forever and right now it seemed there was no way around it

⤷ the scar on your collarbone was never something you particularly liked about yourself, and so you usually just tried your best not to think about it and pretended it wasn't there

⤷ however you still found it hard to ignore sometimes, especially with the way everyone’s eyes seemed to be drawn to it whenever you'd wear clothing that left the area exposed, and as time went on you found yourself feeling more self-conscious about it than ever

⤷ you couldn't help but feel a little nervous as you explained yourself to iwa, finding it hard to put your feelings into words but doing your best to tell him how insecure you felt, admitting that you were embarrassed for him to see you because of your scar

⤷ your boyfriend listened intently to everything you told him, trying his best to understand how you were feeling, but it still made him sad to hear you talk about yourself so negatively— how do you not see yourself the way he does?

⤷ iwa literally thinks the world of you, he couldn't imagine spending his life with anyone else and to find out that you think so little of yourself makes his heart ache

⤷ he pulls you into a hug, telling you that he thinks you're perfect just the way you are and that he appreciates everything about you, even the parts you don't like so much yourself

⤷ “i love you for you, alright? now put a shirt on, doll. it's cold in here.”

⭑ akaashi

⤷ i feel like it didn't take long for akaashi to notice your scars, they would catch his attention whenever you wore shorts or a skirt and the material would ride up your thighs

⤷ however he didn't mention anything to you, trusting that you'd open up to him about it when the time was right— he knew scars could be a sensitive topic, and the last thing he wanted was to make you feel uncomfortable by bringing up something you didn't feel ready to talk about yet

⤷ until one day when he caught you examining yourself in the mirror, a sad look in your eyes as your fingers lightly traced over the scars that were scattered along your hip bones and thighs, and he realised it was clearly something that bothered you

⤷ your boyfriend came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder— it was evident that you weren't expecting him to catch you in the middle of picking apart your own appearance, given your startled expression and the way your body stiffened under his touch

⤷ a smile promptly made its way to your face in an attempt to convince him you were fine, but akaashi was rather perceptive and he therefore noticed the way it didn't quite reach your eyes

⤷ “oh, keiji. i was just—”

⤷ “you're so beautiful, sweetheart. you know that, right?”

⤷ you laughed nervously, trying to play it off but it was clear your boyfriend could see right through you, and you knew you had no choice but to tell him what was bothering you

⤷ “i don't know, i just kinda think i'd look better if my skin was… y'know, smoother…”

⤷ hearing you talk so openly about your own insecurities wasn't something akaashi was used to, you were always so happy and carefree, seeming so comfortable in your own skin— he hadn't seen this side of you before and he hated to think he had no idea you really felt this way about yourself up until now

⤷ “nonsense. you are so much more than your body, my darling. your scars don't define you.”

⤷ you watched through the reflection of the mirror as his hands made their way a little lower, softly caressing your hips as he pressed a gentle kiss against your shoulder, eyes filled with nothing but adoration for you and your body

⤷ you felt your heart flutter and you couldn't help but smile at his words, and akaashi was thankful to see that this time it did in fact reach your eyes <3

⤷ please do not repost my works on any other sites!

#★彡 elle’s writings .ᐟ #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x you #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #akaashi x you #𐙚 ‧+ ̊ ⋅fem .ᐟ #٠ ࣪⭑ requests .ᐟ

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kiyoobi · 1 year

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treating keiji on his birthday

minors dni

It started with him insisting on exploring your body and appreciating every curve and sharp plane you have. He took his time tracing his fingers down your skin, admiring the way your skin soaked in the moonlight. That night he spent all his time on you, demonstrating the way he understood your body. Your throat was raw, thick with tears as he made you cum over and over. Your voice was cracked as you moaned out praises, praises that made him impossibly harder and desperate to hear more. His gentle hands, the way they slipped off your old underwear, the way they gingerly removed your hands from blocking his view of your glistening cunt, every movement showed his love. His soft kisses that assured you he didn’t care you didn’t have time to shave. Keiji gave you everything.

And yet you see the way he nitpicks at himself. Keiji never speaks on it, but you see the way he makes himself smaller under the eyes of others. The way he stares at his hands, the wrinkle between his eyebrows that forms as he mentally criticizes his cracked skin, the callouses from years of editing, the swollen knuckles forever tinted pink from moments he wishes he didn’t have. You see the way he comes up behind you in the mirror, his eyes and words full of love and adoration that only dissipates when he glances at himself.

You didn’t force him to be in front of a mirror, not wanting to push himself too far out of his comfort zone. Instead you covered the mirror with a towel and stood in front of him, gently removing his sweatshirt. He’s left shirtless and you see the way his arms twitch, wanting to cover his body even though there’s no fault in sight. His chest flushes red when you slowly kiss down his torso, soft and gentle like he always is with you. Keiji mutters softly, something about you still being dressed but you let his words fall out from his swollen lips onto stubborn ears. His breath hitches when you get to his waistband, anticipating your lovely mouth on his hardening cock.

Keiji glances down at you confused when you turn him around, his face growing hotter when he feels your lips on the small of his back. He lets out a small gasp when your teeth graze his skin and he feels you leaving marks, never realizing how sensitive he is there.

“I love seeing your back,” Your voice is soft. “Even when you’re fully dressed, I love seeing it. It reminds me of how strong you are, how much you’re willing to be there for me and it makes me want to be better.” You don’t see the way his eyes flutter shut, already feeling overwhelmed by your touches and now your words.

“I especially don’t mind this,” You giggle and playfully squeeze his ass. Keiji lets out a quick, surprised laugh, he’s embarrassed and yet he can’t help but roll his eyes at you. His breath hitches when you reach around and cup him, ripping a low moan from him.

“Please touch me,” his voice breaks at your name and you move your hand away from him. Your lips trailing up his back and between his shoulder blades, sending chills down his spine.

“I am, Keiji.” Your voice teases him. “You spend so much time loving me, telling me how beautiful I am inside and out. I can never fully repay you with how much you love me, but I want to try every day showing you the same.”

Before he can respond, you gently nudge over him to your shared bed. His back hits the soft mattress, skin tingling where you’ve left your bites. Keiji looks up at you as you straddle him, eyes glistening in the moonlight wondering what he did to ever deserve someone like you. No one has ever taken the time to see him, to understand his insecurities, always brushing them off. Until you.

You. You. You.

It’s all he can think of when it’s your lips easily finding his most sensitive spots, muffled words of how much you love each part of him.

His throat that holds his lovely voice, the very one that sings softly in the shower and holds the laugh you fell in love with.

His cheeks that blush so easily, always giving away what he’s feeling even though he tries so hard to not get so flustered around you.

His thoughts turn fuzzy when you start to suck on his tongue, your hands lightly pinching his nipples. When you pull away with lips glistening, he vaguely hears how much you love the way he speaks.

You. You. He loves you.

His soft noises grow louder when your hot tongue is on his skin again, brushing against his sensitive nipples while he whimpers at your teasing bites.

Keiji is panting by the time you reach his hips again, his belly quaking under your hot touch. You look up at him with a sweet smile when he gives out a desperate whine, eyes cutting so deep into him he wants to look away and yet…He’s drawn to the way your knuckles drag down his skin, your hands pulling down his sweats freeing his aching cock.

“No underwear?” Your voice is light, teasing. “I thought you were a good boy, I didn’t know you were so dirty.”

“N-no, I’m your good boy, please.” His voice strains as your fingers brush past his cock and grab his hand instead.

“You are, you are, Keiji.” You reassure him with a kiss against his knuckles, “See these?” Your question pulls his eyes to your intertwined fingers. “They create, they hold, they’re attached to you. I love your hands, Keiji, and those flaws you hate are what I love them so much for.” Keiji’s plump lips murmur your name, his words trail off and muffle when you slip his fingers into your mouth, his cock twitching at the way you hold his gaze.

You pop off his fingers, “Your hands ground me, they make me come undone, they tease me. I love your hands. I love you.” You move over him again, your nipples peeking through his old shirt catches his attention only briefly until you lead his soaked fingers under your shorts.

He chokes on another moan when you slip his fingers between your thighs, fingers that instinctively move to collect your slick and rub circles against your clit. Somehow you manage to kick off your shorts and underwear, all while leaning in to whisper declarations of love into his ear.

“I can’t change how you see yourself in one night, Keiji. But dammit I’ll spend every minute convincing you how beautiful you are to me.” You take his hand from between your thighs and pin it down by his head, words straining as you rub his cock between your wet folds.

“Keiji,” you moan when you start to sink down into his cock. “My sweet boy, my baby. I love you so much.”

He answers back with your name in a gasp, head falling back against the pillows when he feels how tight and wet you are for him. He knows you haven’t prepped, he must be stretching you out too much right now, but you’re still so wet for him. Is it all because of him? All from just you exploring his body?

“Keiji, please. Be my good boy and let me hear how good you feel,” You don’t give yourself much time to adjust to his length when you start to rock your hips against his.

His moans rise in the bedroom, intertwining with the sounds of your bodies against the other. His cock stretches you out and fills you so deliciously, not even you can hold back any longer. Praises tumble out from you now, praises that shoot into his heart and you can feel his cock throbbing inside you. Your teeth are against the pulse point in his neck again, and he moans grow raspier feeling your soothing tongue on his broken skin. Keiji’s hands grip the fat on your hips, fingertips digging tighter when you clench your pussy around him.

Your hands tug at his hair with each roll of his hips against yours, his breathy moans growing impossibly louder.

“I’m- fuck, baby I’m gonna-” His hand is shaky when he moves his fingers between your thighs again, desperately rubbing your swollen clit to get you to fall faster over the edge. His sweet noises make your pussy clench tighter, both of you aren’t going to last long and yet you both want to stay like this forever.

“Cum for me, Keiji. Be good and cum inside me,” You wish you didn’t sound like you were begging, but you can’t hold back much longer. His cock never fails to brush against your g-spot, and even when tonight is focused on him, somehow Keiji still manages to roll his hips in the way that makes your mind go blank and eyes roll back.

Keiji’s nose brushes against yours, lips desperate to find yours when he feels his balls tightening. Whines and moans are muffled and hum against your tongues when you both tumble over the edge, your pussy clamping down to milk him for all that he’s got. The kiss breaks between both of you gasping for air, clammy hands reaching towards the other to hold you both closer. His eyes flutter open and find yours, words unsaid are held in your guys’ gaze. Keiji’s cheeks are dusted pink, brightening when he feels his cum dripping out from you onto his thighs.

Your hips jut forward to ride out your orgasm and your heart flutters at his small whines, his cock so sensitive already. You’re nowhere near done with him tonight.

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a/n: another oldie but a goodie! happy birthday keiji!!

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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“please.. im so close” “come with me” with akaashi x fem!reader, please and thank you!

NOTES: sub!akaashi x switch!fem!reader, riding

“A-Akaashi!” you squealed as the man gripped your hips, forcefully pushing your hips deeper into his.

“please.. I’m so close…” he whines as he opens his eyes, his glassy eyes meeting your lust-filled ones.

You grinned as you took his hands off of your hips, placing your own on his chest as squeezed him like you had never before.

Broken moans emitted from the man below as he threw his head back against the bed.

“ngh- come with me!” he exclaims as he lets out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding.

A high-pitched moan slips past his lips when he finally came, small tremors raging through his arms as they gripped your smaller ones.

“For such a powerful setter, you sure can break easily.” you tease with a wide grin.

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cannibalsrider · 5 days

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Episode three drivers seat

Previous -> next -> masterlist -> playlist

Warnings, mentions of alcohol,mommy issues, mild mentions of religion lowk??, hair dye eating on accident

A/n I actually accidentally ate hair dye earlier today so wanted to make that cannon with a touch of mommy issues because my mom is making my bday week rlly bad^.^ anyway I hope u guys enjoy it

Tags @metta-crybaby @wyrcan @kunimix @phoenix-eclipses @bae-ashlynn @lotti-lyric @kettlepop

Fun facts and random things I wanna tell you guys

This chapter is actually because I realized this girl I used to be friends with texted me after she made me feel shit about my feelings

Yn uses nicknames for yachi like mariachi band and toka on her but for kiyoko she calls her shimi or somtimes sashimi when she's drunk and Alisa gets called mom sometimes when she's drunk

Kenma literally stared at her priv twts for five minutes before texting yachi and Alisa because he wasn't sure what was going on

Graduation incident was her mom literally causing a scene because yn decided to presue art instead of becoming a historian like her father wanted

Yn and yakus dad had been a historian at the Tokyo national museum before he got sick and they had moved to the city for his doctor's

Nobody likes their mom because shes a dick

The original song for this chapter was supposed to be March into water lowk

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wifeofnanamikento · 9 months

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My pretty boy~

Akaashi x fem!reader

Hi guys, this is my first fic so please give me feedback🥰

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Akaashi was downright obsessed with you.

The way your lips curled down instead of up when you smiled

The way your eyes crinkle at the edges when you laugh

The singular dimple you had on the left side

The way you placed your hand on his shoulder when you laughed about something he said or did

The way everyone loves you and you love everyone

Your dressing sense

Your body

Your eyes

Your smile

Everything

He was just; obsessed.

So when you called him pretty, he almost had a heart attack

You, the gorgeous angel, called him pretty?

His ears couldn’t believe what they were hearing

“You’re so pretty babe” you gush over him as a blush dances across Akaashi’s cheeks

“Then you’re handsome”

You snort at his lame joke as he watches you laugh your ass off with a small, lovesick, smile on his face.

You both were just laying in bed, playing with each others fingers as you snuggled upto him.

Akaashi didn’t know what came over him, but he suddenly turned, facing you and dug his head into the crook of your neck. He whispered-

“I love you, angel~”

That was the first time he said that.

Did you feel the same way?

Are you revolted by him?

The poor baby started overthinking

“I love you too, pretty boy”

You respond softly, your fingers running through his slightly messy black hair.

Akaashi looked up at you with so much love in his eyes that you thought he would outright propose right then and there.

You hug him tighter, his head softly laying on your chest and his arms wrapping around your waist, as you both fall asleep, happy in each others arms.

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That’s it!

I hope you guys kinda liked it and please tel me if there’s anything I can improve on, I’m literally a novice writer😭

Ok bye~

#akaashi fluff #akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji #akaashi headcanons #aakashi #aakashi scenarios #dating akaashi #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #aakashi x fem!reader #bokuto kōtarō #fukurodani

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pinkjanu · 8 months

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A short Akaashi Keiji fanfic!

Professor!Akaashi x Studentfem!reader

Warning⚠️: Professor x student, f*ngering, d*ck grinding, swear words, light smut.

third person POV:

The trees' leaves were fluttering back and forth. flying and tweeting birds. cats were fighting each other.

The 20-year-old Y/n was not paying attention in chemistry class and was gazing out the window.

I mean.. why would she? She was hooking up with the professor anyway.

Akaashi Keiji, to be exact.

Y/n was well aware that doing something like that was against the rules of the school. but, 'who tf cares?' she thought.

That was very dumb of her, I know. like, of course everyone would care Y/n! If someone were to find out about that, you would be labelled as a 'girl who fucks professors', or even worse! be expelled from college! And! Akaashi Keiji will loose his job.

However, Y/n, being the careless girl she is, she did not think twice about seducing and having sex with her professor.

for what exactly?... to get her grades up. (and akaashi keiji is hot)

So, instead of studying, she decided to fuck her teacher for the sake of her low ass grade, to be high.

She really is a dumbass.

Second person POV:

*BRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMNKKKKKKKK*

"finallyyy, class is over' you thought.

You quickly packed your things and got up from your chair.

"Hey Y/n! wanna eat lunch together?" a friend of yours, asked.

"Yeah sure!" You agreed with a smile on your face.

As you two were about to leave the classroom, your professor called out your name.

"Y/n, I would like to talk to you, please." Akaashi Keiji a.k.a your (hot) professor, said.

You looked at Akaashi, then back at your friend.

"You can go first, I'll be there" You said to your friend.

As they left, you turned around and faced Akaashi.

"soo... why'd you wanna talk?" you asked him.

"You weren't paying attention in class today. Why is that?" He asked, sounding a bit upset.

"i was bored, sorry... umm, can i go now? i still have to meet up with my friend." you were in a hurry, and Akaashi could clearly see that, but, he wasn't gonna let you off so easily.

"Look. I don't really need to pay attention when i can just have sex with you, and then.. boom! My grades are magically line of 9!" you explained.

Akaashi sighed.

"I am aware of that, Y/n, but you must pay attention. You cannot go around sleeping with professors..If you're dumb, you will never succeed in life."

"Ouch.. did you just call me dumb? That's very rude of you" You said. Your hand on your chest, acting hurt.

Akaashi laughed softly.

"Come sit on my lap, Y/n" He said, manspreading on his chair, whilst looking at you seductively.

"As much as i want to have sex with you, sorry but, we're at school" You denied his sexyness.

"I promise we won't do anything. I just want to hug you, sweetheart." He said, smiling softly.

You sighed, giving in because of his cuteness.

"Okayy.." You walked up to him and sat on his lap, feeling his hands snake around your waist whilst his face was burried in your neck.

"You smell good" He complemented.

"stop with your complements. I know what you're doing" you rolled your eyes.

"what do you mean by that?" Akaashi questioned, tightening his grasp on your waist.

"You're gonna act all sweet and shit. then next thing u know, You're fucking me."

"And yet, you still fell for it" He whispered in your ear, smirking at your shocked reaction.

"Wait, what!? i was just joking-"

"Too late "

it was too late indeed.

You felt his hands, inside your skirt, teasing your....

your what?.... Clothed vagina?.. Clothed pussy? or.. Clothed female genitalia??? i honestly do not know how to describe it as. let's just stick to clothed pussy😀.

You whimpered as you felt his middle and ring finger do circular motions on your clothed clitoris.

he continued on doing that for a few seconds.

Eventually, he became impatient and entered his hand inside your underwear, making him touch your wet pussy. (im cringing hard)

He started to do the same circular motions on your naked, and sensitive clit.

Hearing you holding in your moans, turned him on soo much that you could feel him starting to have a boner.

You started to grind on his lap, making you both feel pleasure.

"Fuck... you're so hot" He groaned.

"F-Fuck...mmhh~" You moaned out, feeling a tingling sensation inside your stomach.

As Akaashi noticed your moans getting louder, He entered two fingers in you, letting his palm press against your clit.

"Aah..~ f-fuck yes~" You moaned louder, feeling the tingling sensation more and more as if it was about to burst.

Akaashi on the other hand, is grinding his clothed dick on your ass, faster and faster, in desperate need of cumming.

"Fuck Y/n.. you f-feel so good mm~" He moaned in your ear.

"I'm gonna cum.. aah~!" You moaned out, about to reach your climax.

"Let's cum together", and with Akaashi's one last thrust, his cock twitched inside his pants and released a white fluid, making his front part of his pants, wet.

Your cum was dripping all over your thighs, making your underwear and skirt, wet.

Both of you were panting heavily. Sweats dripping down from your faces.

You both looked like you two just ran a marathon.

*BBBRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMNKKKKKKK*

The bell rang, signalling that lunch was over.

"Shit! i better fix myself!" you said, panicking.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom, bye Akaashi!" And with that, you ran your way through the girl's bathroom.

Akaashi could only let out a soft laugh.

who wouldn't?

You looked so cute. Your face was full on red!

Even if you left, akaashi was still admiring your beauty, making him forget about his cum stain on his pants.

The end🥰.

I haven't written smut for like, 2 years now.😭

#akaashi keiji x reader #smut #haikyuu smut #fem!reader #light smut #fukurodani #akaashi keiji #hq akaashi #akaashi smut #anime

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viigross · 5 days

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VACATION BIBLE SCHOOL♡₊˚

KEY NOTES ʚ♡ɞ

↳ Keiji Akaashi x Black,Fem!Reader. set in early 2000's, Y/N's last name is James, Y/N's older sister name is Daniela by 3 years (19), Y/N's family have been members of the church for a long time.

DISCLAIMERS ʚ♡ɞ

↳ I DO NOT mean to be disrespectful to or make fun of any religion. Everything in this short story is fictional and is not to cause harm to anyone. Majority of this based on them being at summer camp and knowing that breaking serotypes of who you should be and should be with is ok. I also do not tolerate any disrespect to any religion of any kind so please let me if anything is uncomfortable, I do not want to offend anyone.

ABOUT ʚ♡ɞ

↳ When Keiji Akaashi moves to a new town, his parents make it a point find a new church for them, and quickly. Summer is approaching and their new church is having their annual Vacation Bible School for their teen youth group and of course, Keiji will be attending wanting to join the group swiftly and not wanting to make a scene. What happens when Y/N James, a girl notorious for going against any and everyone's rules falls for him, the quite goody two shoes. Will he learn that she's more than what on the surface or lose the girl trying to uphold a false image of who he is?

FIND OUT NOW IN VACATION BIBLE SCHOOL ! COMING SOON!

MASTERLIST TO BE POSTED SOON!

‧₊˚ REN'S SIDEBAR ᝰ.ᐟ𖦹₊⊹

↳ Hi babes! I'm really excited to share this with you guys! I've had this story planned somewhat and this concept and idea for about 2 years but I was always nervous of how it would be perceived. I really do enjoy the main message that I have for it and I really hope you like it!

#Spotify #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu #akaashi keiji #black fem reader #black!reader #renscyberchats #akaashi x reader #haikyuu akaashi #black reader #bokuto koutarou #atsumu x reader #sakusa x reader #sakusa x y/n #haikyuu x black reader #y2k #early 2000s #2000s nostalgia

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honeycreamsweets · 2 years

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✦✦✦✦KINKTOBER/FLUFFTOBER MASHUP✦✦✦✦

October 5: Threesome. Kinktober. Prompt- Day 3.

Bokuto x Fem Reader x Akaashi

Miffy’s Mashup List. And Kinktober list.

MINORS DNI!!! 18+

Mentions- Pure Smut. It’s kinda soft. The three checking in with each other. Cause Creating a safe environment is hot. Bokuto is so excited. Foreplay mainly. Akaashi gets sandwiched in the middle. Akaashi gets fucked. Oral (fem receiving). both good bfs. it’s their first threesome since they all started dating.

Word count- 1500+ (I got carried away)

Notes- I almosT didn’t make it but I finished!!!! I wasn’t thrilled about writing about a fem reader cause It makes me feel dysphoric but this was okay. I actually really love writing about softstuff (I knOw it’s smut but oh well) like this, I really love how sweet came out. No beta reader cause I don’t have one. Enjoy!

You were sitting on the bed only in a big T-shirt while you fiddled with your finger nails as you waited. You watched the two men in front of you get undressed. There were some bickering and laughter between them. You chewed on your bottom lip while you waited in anticipation. The three of you had decided to take the next step further in your relationship.

Being a “throuple” was interesting to say the least. It started out very causally. You couldn’t pin point when your relationship between each of you blurred out the lines of friendship to romantic feelings. Due the new dynamic, you three took things slower to make sure all boundaries were met and each of you were comfortable. Sure, you’ve see both of them naked before and vice versa. Sex wasn’t a new situation to tackle either. It was just done separately. This time being all together, felt more intense? You were obviously comfortable with both of them! But you wanted it to be just as special for them as it is for you.

Bokuto smiled at you as he approached you. Despite having a pitched tent in his boxers, he was focused on you feeling comfortable. He sat beside you. He snaked his arms under your shirt and hugged your torso. His hands and arms were warm against your skin. “You ready, baby?” He asked as he kissed your cheek.

Akaashi hummed as he stepped to be on your other side. “You can be honest and we can wait if you need more time.” He reassured you.

You quickly nodded and spoke up. “I’m ready. I feel good. I don’t know why I just feel shy, that’s all.” You glanced at both of them and smiled to convince them that you truly were okay. “And if you guys are good, then we can start.”

They both exchanged glances before nodding to each other. Keiji crawled up onto the bed, behind you. He was leaning against the head board and motioned you to come closer. You took a deep breath and moved to sit between his legs with your back facing his chest. “This isn’t anything new. Just relax, okay? You’re safe with us.” You heard him whisper to you.

Kotaro eagerly sat between your legs. “Yeah! And we feel safe with you.” He leaned over to peck your lips. You hummed in acknowledgment and watched his large hands rub your outer thighs. You gently guided his hand to your inner thigh. The gesture made him whine in excitement. He loved your thighs. Though, he loved what was in between them even more. As he massaged your thighs, he noticed your lack of underwear. He bit his lip briefly before stealing a kiss from Keiji.

Bokuto laid on his stomach and grabbed your thighs to pull you closer to his face.

“Keiji, hold her shirt up, I want you to be able to see her cum on my face.” He smiled brightly. Akaashi chuckled and pulled your shirt up, exposing your bare chest.

Akaashi leaned his head by your shoulder and he slid a hand up to your breast. He rolled his fingers over your nipple slowly. “You look so good like this.” You shivered and blushed at the action.

“Naked and with Ko between my legs?” You joked with a small chuckle. Not much to your surprise, he nodded. “You’ll look even better after we make you cum” he spoke so softly to you, it gave you chills. Bokuto nipped at your inner thighs and trailed his kiss towards your clit.

The light contact made your hips twitch. Bokuto glanced up at you to see if you were still okay before completely diving in like it was his last meal. The feeling of his mouth and tongue working over you made you melt completely into Akaashi’s arms.

You arched your back as you tried to keep your moans quiet. Akaashi reached down with his free hand to grab Bokuto’s hair and guide his head for you. The light tugging of his hair made him groan against your wet cunt. He stared up at the two of you and wiggled his brows to get a reaction.

Akaashi rolled his eyes and pulled his hair to move him in sync with your grinding hips. “Eyes on the prize, Ko.”

Bokuto hummed in agreement. He slid his hands under your ass to lift your hips off the bed. He kissed your clit once more then sliding his tongue inside. Keiji let go of his hair and moved his own hand to your swollen clit. He used two fingers to rub your sensitive bud. With his other hand that was still on your chest. He was pulling on your nipple and rubbing over it.

The two of them working together on your body turned you into a moaning mess. You were practically fucking yourself on Bokuto’s tongue while Akaashi was teasing you with inconsistent paces. You could feel Akaashi’s erection against your back. Bokuto was moaning against you desperately. He was getting impatient for any physical attention. He pathetically humped the bed to get any fiction. You turned your head to side while panting heavily. You were a babbling mess, saying endless praises and pleads to let you cum. Until your breathing hitched quicker, your legs instinctively clenched and closed around Bokuto’s head.

You laid limped against Akaashi after you reached your first climax for the night. You were trying to catch your breath and whined softly at loss of contact. Bokuto stared at the “masterpiece” he created. Your juices mixed with his saliva. In his mind, you were absolutely perfect. Before you knew it, Bokuto sat up and was kissing Akaashi to let him taste you.

The scene made you freeze and close your legs. The scene and sounds of both of clearly enjoying it, made you feel hot again. You averted your eyes while they were passionately kissing each other. You were flattened and embarrassed. Maybe even bashfully to know both of your partners liked the way you taste. You heard one of them ask you if you were alright and you nodded quickly.

Bokuto shimmered out his boxers. The tip of His aching cock was covered in Precum. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby. I can let you taste yourself too-“ he smirked causing you to laugh and shook your head. “Nooo. Maybe another time.” You sat up from akaashi’s lap and pursed your lips. “I want you to cum too…”

“So cute.” Keiji mumbled. Akaashi and Bokuto watched you in a mix of admiration and amusement. You became more flustered as you spoke. “Yeeaaah?” Bokuto asked with a smug grin. “You gonna help with that~?” He cooed.

You felt your face get hotter and you mumbled, “I’d like too… And maybe at some point, with good preparation, I could take both of you guys.. at the same time but for tonight we should take it slow.”

Bokuto whined excitedly at your comment and he nodded before “helping” (practically ripping) akaashi out of his briefs. “You’re such a babe, Y/n.”

You smiled at his praise before laying down on the bed. Akaashi huffed at his now torn briefs. It’d be later issue but he should have expected it. He sat between your legs and guided his length between your wet folds. “Let me know if you need a break, y/n.” You mewed at feeling his tip brushing against your clit. Bokuto watched and stroked himself. He prodded the tip in a few times before slowly sliding in every inch.

The two men stared at down your greedy cunt being stuffed. You focused on your breathing while you listened to their sweet praises. You gave them a sign you were okay. Akaashi exhaled sharply to feel your warm walls around him. He grunted before rolling his hips slowly.

Bokuto was noisier compared to you two. He really couldn’t be patient while you two made him want you both. He wanted to be apart of it too! You two looked so fucking good and he knew he could make it better too! He got behind Akaashi and grabbed his hips. Keiji got the message and stayed put for him.

You watched Keiji blushing face become darker as he groaned. He leaned down against your chest while Bokuto added to the train. The sight made you wetter and clench more to see it in front of you. You always thought the idea of them fucking was hot but seeing and being apart of it. Well you couldn’t help yourself. Akaashi let out a shaky moan and hissed at you to be still.

Bokuto sighed out in relief and bucked his hips into Akaashi. Before he could say anything, you cupped his face and drowned out his moans against your lips. You rolled your hips to get some movement. With all the rocking and thrusting, the headboard was hitting the wall repeatedly. After trying to find the best movement to fall in sync with, you guys took alll night long to explore just how hot threesomes were.

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afyrian · 2 months

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ch. one - deep blue memories masterlist

"today, we're separating into your usual groups and you'll take turns examining each of the specimens. your goal is to figure out what's ailing them and how you would solve the issue. there will be multiple answers for some of them, so don't be worried if there's disagreement within your groups," your professor stands in front of you, a thick notebook settling into your arm, small marks forming on your skin.

you've done this more than once before, but with it being your final year in the program, there's even more pressure to perform. you peak over at the turtle habitat, the beautiful colors on its shell catching your eye. the professor then steps off to the side, "group one, you're with the dolphin. group two, you're checking out the sea turtle. group three with the octopus and group four with the squids."

the number two always seemed to be your good luck number, because the sea turtle was ultimately what you wanted. you find your way through the group to your closest comrade, atsumu miya. knowing him through high school would have never made you think that he'd go into marine biology. his love for volleyball seemed as though it would last through college, but now he stands beside you, watching a turtle.

his enthusiasm, however, carried over and now it's all he can talk about. truthfully, you enjoy watching him smile as you compare homework answers. "so, initial thoughts?" you stare down at the turtle, watching as it turns around in the small enclosure.

brown and beige colors intertwine along the turtle's shell. the length appears a little over a meter long, the length and appearance of the shell leading you to believe it's a green sea turtle. "well, green sea turtle for starters-"

"yes... what else?"

"if you would so kindly let me finish, i was going to say, it looks like there's something on its fin," atsumu raises an eyebrow, leaning against the railing of the enclosure.

a couple of your other teammates mutter in agreement, one of them mentioning how it looks tumorous. your eyes narrow as you stare down the spot, fingers just barely dipping into the water. the cool temperature grasping at your fingers remind you of a simpler time. baby sea turtles struggling to make their way through the sand.

seagulls picking at them as they form lines in the sand, your fingers grappling at them to help them to the water. 'honey, you have to let them take the journey on their own. you can guide them, but you can't just drop them in the water,' your mom kneels beside you, lowering her sunglasses to meet your eyes.

she grabs a hold of your hand, leading you to swat away any birds that come close, waiting until they're just barely in the water. her hands moving yours into the cool ocean water, draping the baby turtles with a little freshness-

"you okay? you've been staring off into the distance as i monologued on how i would solve this mystery," he turns his body towards yours, watching as your fingers wade through the water, eyes focused on the growth.

you look back him, eyes flickering back to the turtle in front of you. there was always something interesting about the ocean, something that intrigued you about life within the water. "yeah, just cycling my mind through the different things that cause growths on green sea turtles. there's always fibropap... what is the full name of it?"

"oh what is that, fibropapilla?" atsumu narrows his eyes, pursing his lips as the gears turn.

"fibropapillomatosis... it's a tumor-causing disease," a voice pipes up, one that sounds unfamiliar to you.

everyone in your class has been going through the program for years together, making it hard to not know a member. especially when you look up and find that there's something truly unforgettable about the nearby individual. his dull blue eyes appears similar to that of the ocean as you venture deeper in the water.

he stands a couple of feet behind you, his clothes matching that of an employee. "it can be found in all green sea turtle species. while there aren't currently treatments available for it, we can try to remove it in the hopes that it'll help," the mysterious man takes a step towards the tub, arms wrapped around a clipboard.

despite his apparent knowledge of the turtles, it's clear that he doesn't want to get close to the water, for unknown reasons. "right, you're totally right. we'd have to test and see, but yeah. uh, are you a new transfer student?" you furrow your eyebrows, clean hand scratching at your jaw line.

"no, just visiting," his gaze meets yours, and the longer you stare into his eyes, the longer you want to drown in them.

"well, thanks for the help, visitor," atsumu comments, hands resting on his hips, biceps just barely flexing as he stares down the mystery guest.

you look back at your closest confidant, eyebrows raised. while atsumu can be a little hostile around new people, you couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at how he immediately chooses passive aggressiveness. he looks back at you and shrugs, eyes flickering between you and the visitor.

the visitor swallows, clearly a little bit more nervous at atsumu's actions. before you can read the little name tag that is written on his lanyard, he's turning around, moving to the next group. he walks around a bit awkwardly. it seems as though he has a limp or something that affects his walking abilities.

you turn back to atsumu, pursing your lips. "i get you have that intuition thing going for you, but you just met the guy. come on," you lightly slap his upper arm, shoulders dropping.

"something just seems off about the guy, that's all."

"just be a bit nicer, especially if he is going to be here for a bit. for all we know he could be finding people for an internship or a job once we graduate. don't ruin your chances if that's the case," you push your finger into the upper part of his chest, bringing your hand back to cross your arms over your chest.

atsumu raises an eyebrow, shaking his head. "alright, just don't let his good looks blind you from your studies..."

"oh you're ridiculous," you look back at where he stood; however, he seemingly disappeared from the other group.

for a second, a part of you longs to know where he's run off to. however, you quickly turn back to your own group and remember what you were doing in the first place. fibropapillomatosis... such an interesting term.

a/n: ahhh i hope people like this first one! taglist: @zombriesworld

#akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #haikyuu akaashi #hq akaashi #keiji akaashi #keiji akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji x fem!reader #x fem!reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #a seaward spark #merman au #mermaid au

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astarsol · 10 months

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ch. 3 - cowlicks and coppias

"akaashi, akaashi! akaash-" you tap the man sitting next to you, your hand eventually shoving his shoulder a little. he stirs, however, it's clear that he's a deep sleeper.

you shove him once more, saying his name a little louder and a little closer to his ear. he awakens like a middle aged mother who acts like she can't breath. his eyes quickly darts towards you, his surprised look quickly turning into one of disgust, "why'd you wake me up?"

"because they're boarding the plane," you grab your bag, standing up. a little part of you wishes you could've gone without him, but you've promised a truce.

akaashi grabs his things, grumbling a little as he walks past you and towards the gate. you roll your eyes, your head leaning back for a second before you quickly follow after him. your show’s heels squeaking.

the plane is a little smaller than you expected, mostly filled with italians making their way back home. you end up towards the front with akaashi in the middle seat. the window offers a view of the runway, an older lady taking the aisle seat. you grab your phone, making sure to send your last messages before flying off.

the flight turns out to feel longer than expected. the small tv in front of you plays another new movie, one you would never care to watch if you weren’t on a plane. after an hour of bickering with akaashi over some writing technique, you slowly drift off.

it’s always something that held you back from falling asleep on planes… but all of a sudden it comes easily to you. your eyes blink slowly until the shallow breaths comes to a close. your heartbeat slows and you let the movie playing in your ears create blissful dreams.

akaashi, however, sits with his eyes wide open, your head slipping onto his shoulder. he looks down at you, his lips pursed. his whole body tenses up as he doesn’t know if he can move with you on him. the lady beside him nudges him with her knitting hook.

she looks towards you, “very attractive la coppia, uh couple. la fidanzata? uh, you’re girlfriend?”

the lady, despite her rough meeting with akaashi, looks eagerly at the young man. his eyes still wide in surprise as he tries to figure out what she’s calling the two of you a couple. “oh, no, we work together. coworkers.”

she waves her hand, the scarf… or mitts, that she’s making sways with it. with a soft shake of her head, she looks at you once more, “met as coworkers? lovers now?”

“oh no! we’ve always been coworkers, this is a business trip for us,” akaashi tries to form a smile, an awkward upturned lip is all he can muster up, “she’s lovely, but we’re not together.”

“alright alright, whatever you say,” she chuckles to herself. the sweet air of the compacted airplane seating already bringing a blush to his cheeks. completely not the scenario that is effecting akaashi at the current moment.

he closes his eyes for a moment and decides that his best bet is to just watch a movie and get his mind off of things. he looks over at your screen, noticing that it’s a new movie he had heard little of. akaashi quickly turns it on on his own tv and brings himself to a calmer state.

with a short flutter, your eyes slowly open to reveal a bright overhead light. your eyes immediately squint, your mouth a little dry. it takes you a moment to notice, but you suddenly feel a weight on your shoulder. your eyes try to look over as much as possible, the dark black hair sticking into view a little.

your eyes open a little wider for a moment, your palms suddenly becoming sweaty. he’s totally fallen asleep on you. “everyone please return to your seats and buckle up, we’re descending towards the airport. welcome to italy!” a voice sounds out overhead, giving you the perfect excuse to wake akaashi up.

you give him a slight push, making you suddenly remember his past actions, “akaashi! wake up, we have to get ready to leave soon.”

he opens his eyes, his body tensing once more. he leans up, turning to look at you. you raise an eyebrow at him, a small smile making its way to your face as you notice a small cowlick in his hair. akaashi smiles back, noticing the ways your eyes shined under the airplane lights.

“uh thanks,” his smile widens, the fluorescent lighting somehow making his skin glow. the cowlick adds the perfect mixture of handsome and awkward… that’s absolutely how the main character should describe her love interest in chapter six, lovably adorable.

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fun facts; - the movie is in fact barbie - akaashi actually loves your aroma, and didn’t quite want to let you go - the old italian lady definitely took pictures - in a cute grandma way - i butchered the italian language

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spacieboi · 2 years

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𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞

𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚. 𝖥𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿

𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝖠𝗄𝖺𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝖪𝖾𝗂𝗃𝗂 𝗑 𝗀𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝘾𝙬. 𝖭𝗈𝗇𝖾

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩. 0.9𝗄

Work. That's all it seemed like Akaashi did. Hours at a time he was locked in his office typing away on his computer.

You never bothered him. The relationship was still fresh and you weren't sure on where his boundaries stood when it came to his working hours. You were too scared to ask him in fear of coming off as clingy and annoying.

Whenever he did step away from the desk he would never leave your side. Constantly under your arm or laying on you in some type of way.

He was like a lost puppy begging for attention. Constantly hugging and kissing on any exposed skin he could find. He loved you, he made it known.

Yet still, you couldn't look his work persona in the eye. Maybe it was tiredness or him being so engrossed in his work but every time you spoke to him, most of the time it just being a simple good morning, he would just look up and nod.

Usually, he was on the phone so you understood but it still hurt. He couldn't even spare a smile?

You knew it would be better to talk to him about this than for it to blow up in an argument later but you couldn't bring yourself to do so.

The last thing you wanted was to make him mad or cause him to leave. However, deep down you knew that he loved you and would never leave you for speaking your mind. In fact, he encouraged it. He wants to hear your thoughts and desires but you couldn't do it.

It's a Saturday, currently 3 pm. Keiji had been locked away for four hours on what was supposed to be a thirty minute phone call.

You were hoping to grab lunch with him at the new place down the street but that was looking unlikely.

Still, it had been hours since he last ate. He must be hungry. Surely he wouldn't get upset if you were just checking up on him.

So you fixed him lunch. A nice ham and cheese sandwich with cut-up apples and a tall glass of iced water.

You walk down the hall, hands full. His muffled voice traveled through the corridor. You stop. He's on the phone, maybe you shouldn't bother him.

But he should really eat. But you don't want him upset. But he should real-

"Y/n?" His voice calls out to you. He knew you were there? You tried to be so quiet as not to disturb him. Did he hear you? Was he angry? crap.

"Darling, I can see your shadow, do you need something?" A pet name? That's a good sign.

You step in front of the doorway and peek inside. His eyes focused on the screen in front of him before turning to face you. Every muscle in your body relaxes when a smile crosses his face.

"What do you have there?' he asked referring to the plate in your hand.

"Oh I uh brought you lunch, thought you might be hungry." you set the plate down on the desk.

"Thanks, Baby, but unfortunately I can't eat right now." He turns back to typing on the computer. Then the phone rings.

Though it was swift, you notice him roll his eyes before answering the phone.

His voice was attentive and engaged while is face said otherwise.

You turn to walk out of the office. Well, that was nothing. You only got to talk for a minute and he didn't even eat. You cursed yourself for being so clingy and attention starved but it was just something that couldn't be helped.

The snap of fingers alerted you to turn back around.

Though his face was stern, Akaashi had signaled you to come to him. Confused, you walked over. His hand reaches out to grab your arm and guides you to sit on his lap. Your heart races as you've never felt this intimate with him before.

He holds your hips close against him and drags a few fingers through your hair. Gentle if they ever got caught in the kinks. His lips brought sweet small kisses to your face in between responses to whom ever he was speaking with.

You've never felt happier being in his arms. Feeling his touch and love after being deprived of it all day.

"You know I miss you so much during the day. How come you don't visit me?" You didn't notice he had hung up.

"Um, I don't know. I don't want to bother you." You mumble out into his chest.

He leans down to plant another kiss on your forehead. "Aw Baby you're never a bother to me."

"I know I work a lot and I'm sorry that I'm away so often, but you should never be afraid to come talk to me. You know I could listen to you for hours."

You glance up at him. "How did you know that?"

"Love you don't think I see you passing the door twenty times a minute? Always finding an excuse to see me. Just talk to me love. Even you just sitting here would make my day."

His arms hugged your sides as he reached around you to touch the keyboard. His chin rested on your shoulder keeping your body close to his.

"I know you get sad when I'm working all day and I'm sorry."

"It's fine, I know you have to." You drag a finger up and down his chest. Following the outline of his muscles through his shirt.

"I'm taking all of next week off, just me and you."

"Really?" your voice goes soft as you start to soothe yourself to sleep.

"Mhmm, already made reservations for that new barbeque place." You smile and bury your face further into his chest.

"Thanks, Baby"

"Of course, Darling. I love you"

A/n: Wrote fluff for the first time since I started this blog and it was very much needed. It was nice to have a breather from smut. Also if this seemed self-indulgent it's because it totally was.

#fanfic #fanfiction #x reader #x gn reader #gn reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #akaashi x reader #akaashi x gender neutral reader #akaashi keiji #akaashi keji x reader #hq akaashi #keiji akaashi #x fem!reader #haikyuu!!#fluff #fluff fanfic #this is self indulgent #clingy gf

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kvrokasaa · 5 months

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hi there!! you have wonderful work :) i was wondering if you could write for akaashi, kuroo, and atsumu with a girlfriend who finds out her friends are fake (talking crap, bullying her, etc.). i just wanna know what the boys would do about it. im sorry if this is too specific!

a/n: AHHH my first request!! Don't worry anon, this isn't too specific :), thank you hsjdhsjahdj

Fake Friends

Includes: Akaashi, Kuroo, Atsumu (separately) x Fem!reader

cw: cussing, bullying, spitting, hitting, hair pulling, slapping, implied slapping, corny chemistry joke.

Akaashi wasn't too concerned about friendships, relationships, or anything of the like. That's what he used to think, until he met you.

Before he met you, he would walk home alone, he would only hang out with his team when they celebrated a win. But now he has someone to walk with him, someone to hold when he needs the comfort. He has someone who he can rant to when he needs to.

Those few things are the reasons why he loves you so much. But he wonders if he's ever going overboard when ranting to you. He never hears your side of things, he never hears you complain about things. He wonders why. Maybe you're just not comfortable with sharing?

He finds out the reason after just a few days of worrying.

Akaashi came to pick you up from your class, ready to walk you to your next like usual. But he hears some noises, which isn't out of the ordinary. But he hears girls saying mean things, almost like they're patronizing someone.

And when Akaashi opens the door a little wider, not enough to be seen but enough to see what is going on, he sees you. You're at your seat, head down while your hair covers your face. Three girls surround you.

One points her finger at you, "what gives you the right to think you can blow us off?" She gives you a stern look. But this wasn't something a friend would say, no. She said it in a vial and cruel tone.

"You should know by now that you're nothing but a dog for us."

Another girl laughs at the statement, her hand covering her lips as she looks down at you. The third girl sits on the desk facing you.

"Answer me, you bitch!" The first girl grabs your hair, which makes you look up at her. Tears are flowing down your cheeks.

"Aww, she's crying. Fucking pathetic." The girl sitting on the desk starts laughing at seeing your tears. She puts her hand out, showing her rings to your face, "come on, mutt. You know what to do."

Just as you're about to lean forward to kiss her rings, Akaashi stalks towards the girls and slaps the girl's hand out of your face. He has an angry expression on his face, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips in a straight line.

"What gives you the right to treat my girlfriend like a dog?!"

Akaashi clenches his jaw. He's seen enough, no wonder why you were always so quick to do something for him. You're used to this kind of treatment.

You look to the side, eyes wide at the seen in front of you. "Keiji, it's not what you think!" Akaashi's head snaps over to you, are you really defending these girls? How long have you been accustomed to this kind of behavior?

But Akaashi doesn't respond, he only grabs your hand and leads you out to the hallway. "Those aren't your friends. Do you understand?"

You can only nod in response, your eyes brimming with tears, afraid that he's mad at you now. But Akaashi pulls you into his chest, hiding your face from anyone who passes.

"Don't let people like that control you, Y/n. You're too good for that."

Kuroo had a goofy smile on his face, ready to tell you another science joke. He knows you hate them, that you cringe every time you hear one. But you still smile at him, you still laugh at his stupid jokes.

He rounds the corner, about to make it down to your street, but he catches sight of five people on the sidewalk in front of him.

Two boys and two girls surround another person that is sitting on the ground. They all have a big smile on their faces as they yell at the fifth person. Kuroo isn't one for confrontation, when he sees something like this happening, he usually just threatens to call their parents or something of the like.

But as he walked closer, he realized that you're the one on the ground, a big, ugly handprint on your cheek. Your head is down, tears streaming down your face. Kuroo can't even imagine how you managed to fall to the ground.

All thoughts leave his mind when he sees one of the boys lean down and spit on your shirt. Kuroo's eyes widen, and he grits his teeth. Did that scumbag really just do that?!

"What makes you think you can be with Kuroo?" He hears one of the girl's voices shouting at you. She points her finger at you and sneers, "did you get with him because you knew I like him? Answer you ugly whore!"

Kuroo grows tired from hearing these words. He walks over to the scene, but not before hearing an insult from one of the boys.

"You're such a fucking pig. Always stealing guys, you'd really let anyone use you, huh." He laughs.

Kuroo starts walking faster, and once he gets to the scene, he grabs the guy's shirt, pulling him back and pushing him. The guy falls to the floor and looks up, he glares at Kuroo.

But before anyone can try to throw a punch or slap, Kuroo grabs your hand and takes off, running down the street.

Once you both get to a safe and secluded place, he immediately pulls you into a hug. Your tears start flowing down your face as you hug him back.

"Carbon and hydrogen went on a date. I heard they really bonded."

You pull back from the hug and playfully slap Kuroo's chest, "'s stupid." He smiles when he hears you laugh through the tears.

You never thought you would be dating Astumu Miya. You always thought his fangirls were a bit too much, and maybe they'd even threaten you.

But now you're having the time of your life because of him. Every worry ceases to exist when you're around him. He just has that effect on you.

But that doesn't mean his fangirls wouldn't try to hurt you in any way.

Over the time your relationship started, you gained new friends. You didn't recognize them as Astumu's fangirls, so your worries were unfound. Oh, how wrong you were.

One of his fangirls, Hana, managed to squeeze her way into your life. She was nice at first, gaining your trust, making you feel good around her. She was so nice that you considered her your best friend.

But once she gained your trust, she immediately turned against you. She would copy you, steal your clothes when she slept over, blame you for things that aren't your fault - she would do everything in her power to make you feel horrible.

Astumu didn't catch wind of this problem until a few months after it started. At first, he thought that you two were super close. He thought that someone was on your side.

But he knew he was mistaken when he started noticing the signs of her behavior changing. One of the main things he noticed was when you tried to talk, she would interrupt you and start talking about her day or other trivial things. She would take credit for your ideas. She even stole the necklace that he gifted you for your third mensiversary.

Astumu could only sit back and watch you let this happen. He knew that you didn't have many friends, so you didn't want to lose her.

But after a few more months, he knew that he had to put a stop to this. He knew when he saw you looking at yourself in the mirror after your 'friend' told you to lose some weight.

"Astumu would look better with someone who doesn't look like," she paused, "that."

While you were talking to Astumu in your bedroom, he comes over frequently, with your 'friend.' She interrupted you again as she stood up and smiled at him.

"Y/n, just stop talk-"

She was cut off by Astumu's glare, his jaw clenched, and his eyebrows furrowed. He looked pissed, and the girl had her eyes widened at his expression.

"When my girl speaks, you sit and fucking listen."

His tone was harsh, cruel, making the girl sit immediately.

But she couldn't listen to another word, she was scared out of her mind. She huffed and stormed out of your bedroom, grabbing her coat and shoes as she ran off.

protective men protective men protective men protective men!!!! HGSHGHASG

I love when men are protective of their woman!!!

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sugawarassoulmate · 2 years

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we've been doin' all this late night talkin'

you flounder in the living room for a second, taking a glance at how the storm doesn’t seem to be letting up at all. akaashi notices this, and the time. it’s past midnight and he’s certain the trains aren’t running anymore. he can’t let a young girl like you venture out into the night all by herself, but a drive back to your place in this weather isn’t ideal and he can’t leave his daughter alone.

“i should probably—”

“just spend the night,” akaashi interrupts. he knows you at this point, you’re much too nice to ask for a cab ride home and you’d probably rather trek through the rain than ever be a bother to anyone. “don’t argue with me on this one, i’m not letting you go out in this storm.” that’s all it takes to shut you up, nodding without another word. you’re such a good girl for always listening to him.

paring: dilf!akaashi x babysitter!reader

words: 2.9k

cw: fem!reader, age gap (reader is in their 20s/Akaashi in his 40s), alcohol, dubious consent, slight manipulation, fingering, unprotected sex, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, minors dni

disclaimer: on this blog, we discuss and explore toxic relationships/situations/just because i write about these themes does not mean i condone/support these types of relationships nor do i do them in my own personal life.

these are fictional characters in fictional scenarios and nobody should be taking real-life advice or mirror the actions of the characters in these stories!

He laughed after hearing the small noise you made when he opened the door, entering the dimmed living room. You were curled up on the couch, a movie playing quietly on the TV. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he says, shaking the rain from his umbrella as he removes his shoes.

As always, you were quick to apologize, a trait Akaashi always found charming. “Oh, not it’s fine. I probably shouldn’t have been watching scary movies so late at night,” you mumbled, sitting up to put the film on pause. “Kisa knocked out hours ago, by the way. I managed to convince her to remove the facepaint but she insisted on sleeping in her costume so you’ll have a witch in her bed tomorrow morning.”

Akaashi wasn’t surprised. Even at five years old, Kisa was incredibly stubborn, getting into debates (Akaashi didn’t like to call them arguments) with her father over every little thing—not wanting to eat her broccoli or refusing to wear the new sweater Akaashi bought. You, on the other hand, were the Kisa Whisperer, able to get her to compromise and not act so hot-headed.

It was a blessing when you answered his ad for a babysitter. With his job taking so much of his time, and the messy divorce with his soon-to-be-ex, having the extra help means the world to him.

It also doesn’t hurt that you were so pretty. A sweet, obedient college student with such good manners. It took Akaashi weeks to get you to stop calling him “sir,” despite how much he loved how the word came out of your soft lips. “Just call me Keiji, you don’t have to be so formal with me, sweetie.”

Akaashi places his briefcase on the dining table and sighs. “I apologize for coming home so late, I just couldn’t get out of the office, and then the storm caused traffic on the way back. I hope you girls didn’t get caught in it while trick-or-treating?”

“Oh, not at all. I was keeping a close eye on the clouds the entire time. We made it home just fine.” your voice soothes Akaashi’s nerves as he hears you getting up from the couch. “And I don’t mind. Kisa’s such a great kid, I love spending time with her. I took a bunch of photos too, I’ll send them tomorrow.”

You flounder in the living room for a second, taking a glance at how the storm doesn’t seem to be letting up at all. Akaashi notices this, and the time. It’s past midnight and he’s certain the trains aren’t running anymore. He can’t let a young girl like you venture out into the night all by herself, but a drive back to your place in this weather isn’t ideal and he can’t leave Kisa alone.

“I should probably—”

“Just spend the night,” Akaashi interrupts. He knows you at this point, you’re much too nice to ask for a cab ride home and you’d probably rather trek through the rain than ever be a bother to anyone. “Don’t argue with me on this one, I’m not letting you go out in this storm.”

That’s all it takes to shut you up, nodding without another word. You’re such a good girl for always listening to him. He reminds you that extra sheets and pillows are in the hall closet and he has some of his ex’s pajamas upstairs that you could borrow. He has no issue taking you home after he drops Kisa off at daycare.

After he assured you that it wasn’t a problem, Akaashi could see that you were finally starting to calm down. He suggested finishing the movie you were watching before going to bed, he needed to unwind a little bit himself. Before settling on the couch, he grabs a bottle of wine from the kitchen and two glasses and places them on the coffee table.

“I know you’re gonna want to fight me, but you’re off the clock, sweetie,” Akaashi says, putting an end to any protest you’re about to give him. “I’m not your boss right now.” He pours a glass for each of you and hands one over.

He may be old but he can tell when he’s got a woman flustered and it’s written all over your face. So cute. You hold out your glass. “Cheers?” Behave, Keiji, he thinks as both of you clink your glasses.

It turns out horror movies haven’t gotten much better in the past couple of years. Still relying on overdramatic acting and cheesy jump scares, but he figures it can’t be all that bad if it scares pretty girls like you into scooting a bit closer to him. “Did you finish your drink already, sweetheart?” You look over at your empty glass, slightly embarrassed for drinking it so quickly. “It’s okay. Here, have some more.”

You’re more receptive this time, eagerly holding your glass so he can pour more wine. He always took you for a lightweight but seeing it in person was a sight to behold. “Sorry about making you work on Halloween. I’m sure you would’ve rather gone to a party or something,” Akaashi says, taking a sip of his own drink.

“Ahhh, it’s okay,” you giggled, curling up underneath the blanket Akaashi had on the couch. “There’s always gonna be another party.”

“Oh, do you go often?” he asks, chuckling at your quirked eyebrows. “Hey, I was your age too.”

“I find that hard to believe,” you tease, taking another swig—Akaashi’s certain he’s gonna have to refill your cup once again. “I go sometimes…if class gets a bit crazy, it’s nice not to think about work.”

Akaashi’s eyes flick over to the television screen, the dumb sorority girl in the movie starts flirting with the nerd boy character. There’s another thing he remembers about these stupid movies, a cheesy sex scene. A cardinal sin, their days are definitely numbered. But he wonders if their inevitable death will scare you enough that you’ll move even closer. At this point, you’re practically in his lap although it doesn’t seem like you’re aware of it. Are you this oblivious around other people?

“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asks without thinking, grabbing the wine bottle to refill your glass. He’s shocked and relieved when you shake your head no. “Come on, a pretty girl like you? I would think you’d have to fight these college boys off with a stick.”

Akaashi’s hand touches your thigh, gripping the soft skin. He feels the muscle twitch and a cute hum leave your lips but you don’t make a comment on it. “I don’t have time for boys,” you mumbled, eyes focused on the screen. You must be so tipsy at this point, poor thing, brain too foggy to notice the obvious jump scare that’s about to happen. It’s alright, though, the loud noise sends you leaning against him now.

“Aww, did you get scared, honey?” he coos, hand rubbing your back. Akaashi’s hand travels back to your thigh, running his fingers along the fabric of your jeans. “Are you really comfortable sleeping like that? Remember I have some extra clothes.”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll be fine…” But Akaashi isn’t having it, pulling you closer until you’re fully seated in his lap. You gasp in surprise, but don’t make an effort to push him away. On the contrary, you settle in his hold, sighing in relief.

Akaashi plays with the button at the front of your pants, easily spreading your legs so they dangle on the outside of his. “What did I say about fighting me, sweetie? I only want to help,” with deft hands, he undoes the clasp and pulls the zipper down. He’s so elated when you silently allow him to shimmy your bottoms off, leaving your panties exposed. “Doesn’t that feel so much better?”

He truly can’t help himself, thumb brushing against the front of your underwear. He slaps your thigh to placate you when you start squirming in his grasp. “I’m just helping, baby, it’s okay.”

“Noooo, sir, you can’t look at me down there,” the smell of wine is heavy on your breath as you slur your words. “It’s so embarrassing…” But Akaashi stopped listening when you called him “sir.” He thought he trained you not to call him that, but you can’t help it. So stupid with all that alcohol running through your veins. He’s feeling the effects of his few drinks—he would never be so forward like this but fortune favors the bold.

“Is that why there’s a wet spot right here?” Akaashi asks, touching between your legs once more, purposely reaching for the damp spot that’s slowly growing. He hears you whine again but quells it with a simple shush. “We have to be quiet remember? You’re gonna wake Kisa up.”

That makes you bite your lip, stifling any cries that would fall out. But it doesn’t do much to hinder Akaashi from touching you. His fingers playing at the hem of your panties. He could feel you trying to bring your legs together, but he keeps them spread. “Will you let me touch you, baby? I’ll make you feel so good,” he breathes.

Even in your embarrassment, you’re still a good girl and nod, boosting his ego. With the green light, Akaashi wastes no time plunging two of his fingers inside you. He’s quick to cover your mouth with his free hand, suppressing the cry before you can wake up the whole house. He even has to catch himself for a second, head lolling back at how wet you are. Fuck.

The vice grip you have around his hand tells Akaashi that you’re going to feel so much sweeter when he has his cock in you. Perfect, he thinks. The thought of some inexperienced college boy on top of you, failing to make you cum, made him uneasy. A good girl like you needs a man. You’re still young and inexperienced—you need someone to show you real pleasure.

He’s more than happy to take up the mantle.

Akaashi’s other hand travels up your shirt, tugging at your bra until one of your breasts spills out. The flesh is so soft in his grasp, he has to let out another groan. He fucks you harder with his fingers, turning your head to swallow your cries with rough kisses. There’s a fire inside Akaashi that he didn’t know existed. It certainly wasn’t there during those last few months of his marriage or with those one-night stands he had to fill the void.

He needs you to cum, needs to feel your juices running down his arm. Akaashi pays attention to your clit, circling it with his thumb just enough to see your legs start shaking. “Does it feel good, angel?”

You cutely whine against his lips, “Yes…it feels so good, sir.” Akaashi has to compose himself when your hips start moving When you’re fucking yourself on his fingers, chasing your high any way you can. God, he’s really gonna fuck you up. “Ahh, sir—sir, I’m gonna!” You whine into your hand to cover up the sounds, creaming around Akaashi’s hand as your eyes rolled back in bliss. He lets your body rock through it, free hand playing with your buds. Rolling and tugging them between his fingers.

“Honey, you’re making a mess all over me,” but Akaashi’s the opposite of upset. He wants to lick all of it up until he’s drowning in your sweet nectar. He wants to bury his face in between your legs and make you cum over and over until your brain is mush. But he’s hard and leaking in his pants and while he knows he can hold out as long as he needs to, Akaashi needs to experience the feeling of your cunt around him.

While you’re still feeling the effects, Akaashi wraps his arms around you and hoists you up, carrying you bridal style. “You’re gonna feel so much more comfortable on my bed, baby,” he whispers, trekking up the steps, down the hallway, and far from Kisa’s room where she’s fast asleep. He sets you down on the plush king-sized mattress and smiles at how quickly you settle into the silk sheets. “Feels good, yeah? Wanted to have more room while I fuck you.” Akaashi breathes, unbuttoning his shirt before climbing into the bed and hovering over you.

You’re staring up at him with wide, doe eyes. So naive to what’s to come. “Oh, I’m gonna fuck you. Wanna see you cum from my cock, okay?”

Akaashi kisses you again, smothering your noises of affirmation. He pulls the rest of your clothes off, savoring the sight of your naked body, the swell of your breasts, and your glistening cunt between your legs. Next time, he thinks. Next time Akaashi will reward himself with fucking you with his tongue. His cock hits his abdomen when he finally frees it, kicking his pants and boxers down and stroking himself with anticipation. “It’s gonna go so deep in you, but I know you can take it. You’re such a good girl…”

The words only make you squirm more underneath him. Akaashi stops stalling and rubs his cock against your folds, cursing under his breath from how wet you are. It’s so easy for him to slip in, easily stretching you out until he’s buried at the hilt. He has you folded in a half, pushing at the back of your thighs to reach even deeper.

Such a dumb, pretty girl you are, letting a man twice your age fuck you unprotected. You’re so lucky that it’s Akaashi doing this and not some other man who’d take advantage of you. He can take such good care of you—make you feel good, get your eyes to roll to the back of your head, you’ll never want to look at another man again.

“You’re so big,” you gasp, fingernails digging into Akaashi’s skin when he sets a slow pace. Akaashi pulls nearly all the way out before meeting his hips once again with yours. He can tell you’re getting addicted from the way your cunt spasms around him, clenching down to the point you’re practically choking him.

A pretty girl like you will definitely let him cum inside, fill up that young, fertile womb of yours. Oh, how adorable would you look with his seed spilling out of you? Or even better, plump and round with his baby? He’s always wanted a sibling for Kisa but his bitch wife wouldn’t allow it. But you wouldn’t fight him. Akaashi could be able to provide for you if you’d just let him.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect. Never felt a pussy this good in my life,” he mumbles, leaning down to kiss you, slightly changing the angle of his thrusts. The sounds of you crying out are intoxicating, he could drown in it.

"You ever felt someone's cum inside you, baby?" Akaashi asks in between kisses, groaning at the sight of your breasts bouncing as he fucks you.

"No, never..." you sigh, mouthing a small fuck as Akaashi keeps going.

He kisses you harder and the pride that's been bubbling inside him burns white hot in the pit of his stomach. He might not be the first to claim your body, but he'll definitely be the first the breed you—and that feels so much better.

Akaashi brings a hand to your chin, forcing you to look at him. Your eyes were fucked out, mouth wet with spit. So beautiful. "It'll make you feel all warm," he says against your lips. "You'll feel so full and when it runs out of you—fuck. You'll love it so much, baby."

Wrapping your legs around Akaashi's waist, you pull him closer. "I want it! I want your cum, sir," you whined and Akaashi has you right where he wants. A dumb, cock drunk girl crying underneath him.

It's perfect. You're fucking perfect.

"God, I'm gonna fucking ruin you," he grunts, moving faster. Akaashi's thrusts get sloppy, losing his rhythm as he fucks you with purpose. "Gonna make you so full of me."

You're crying, fat tears running down your cheeks as you're overcome with pleasure and the feeling of your nails dragging down Akaashi's back tells him that you're cumming once again.

It's so messy, your walls form a vice grip around his cock, and Akaashi, the experienced man that he is, can't help it. He cums with your name on his tongue, flooding your sinful cunt.

Both of you stay like that for a while. Akaashi's cock twitched inside you, making sure there isn't a single drop wasted. After a while, he wipes any stray tears that fall, kissing your warm cheeks with praises in between.

"You did so well, sweetie. You took all of me," he says, holding your shaking frame. He gives you a few seconds before peeling away and pulling his cock out, eyes locked on his seed flowing out of your cunt and making the mess he knew it would. "Look at that..." he whispers, completely mesmerized.

He knows he has to clean you up, but Akaashi lets himself enjoy the sight for right now. He'll keep the end of his bargain and drop you off at your place in the morning. But a part of him hopes you'll want to stay a little longer. You can be his cute live-in nanny, who takes care of his angel in the morning and gets fucked dumb at night.

You’ll do it for him. You’re a good girl after all.

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