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tsukkisloser · 1 year
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Bully!Tsukki Pt.3
Here's pt.3!! hope you enjoy :) currently is not edited but will be soon. Also, bc of the word count I have to post the second half separately:(
Tags: NSFW, timeskip!tsukishima, Fem-bodied reader, Bullying, degradation, choking, hair pulling, kissing, painful sex, humiliation, spanking, pain, slapping, spit kink, once again a vvv mean tsukishima
That night when Kei got back to his dorm he didn’t find himself slipping into his usual routine. Instead, he sat down on his bed, palms on his knees, staring at the cold wooden floor of his room blankly. You’d licked and touched his cock. It didn’t matter if it was through his pants- you’d still done it. And he liked it. Licked his spit right off of your lips- sucked it off your fingers just to taste it. He feels blood rush to his cock at the thought. He falls back against his bed, putting a hand over his face. He’d never considered the fact that you of all people would like the things he does to you. The way he mercilessly taunts and teases you- sinking his sharp teeth into you with his wit and fervor for your tears every waking moment you’re in his presence. Twisting the knife until he feels satisfied. Acting as the salt in your wounds. What the hell is wrong with you? He grabs his phone and pushes his headphones back over his ears, drowning out the sound of his swirling thoughts. He doesn’t need to feel. Doesn’t want to feel. He wanted none of it to matter. His logical mind no match for the nonsensical. And that’s what he felt his feelings were. A nuisance that lacked the evidence to prove their worth. Their worthiness to be felt. 
So he tried desperately to ignore the annoyingly familiar pinch of his heart that grew sevenfold after you reciprocated his lust based advances. But he felt it beating in his fingertips, his chest, his neck, his hands, his arms, his lips, his stomach, his legs, and his feet. His whole damn body. Why don’t you detest him? “Fucking pathetic.” He groans softly to himself, the beating situated in his cock steadily outnumbering the rush he felt in all other parts of himself. No matter how hard he tried to push it from his mind, he couldn’t stop thinking about how good you felt. How pretty you looked licking his spit from your lips- how pretty you are to begin with. How soft your hair feels when he pulls it. How good your body felt under his fingertips. The alluring scent of your perfume. The sound of your soft voice. The way you say his name. The way he towers over you in height. Your soft pink lips. God you’re so pretty it fucking hurts. He hated it. His hand slowly snakes down his body and unbuckles his belt, pushing it down into his pants to stroke his aching cock. His cheeks blushed and hot beneath his hand. He came to the thought of fucking you, and immediately after he denied the ways he let himself think of you. Quickly getting up to shower, trying to push from his mind all of the ways he just gave in to you. 
The next time you had class together, kei quietly sat behind you. He was unable to engage in his usual harsh games with you. He hadn’t said a word to you. Hadn’t touched you. Hadn’t pulled your hair or flicked your shoulder. Neither of his friends had showed up today either, so the silence was deafening to you. Blush had stung at your cheeks when you quickly glanced at him. He hadn’t so much as looked in your direction before he sat down. You wanted to be confused about the lack of his taunting but you knew all too well the reasons for his silence. You just had never expected that this is the way he would react. Stupidly you’d almost hoped that you’d feel the familiar poke at your sides, the tug on your hair and the sound of his cunning voice in your ear telling you how much of an idiot you are. His cock was almost in your mouth. You tasted his spit. You made him moan. You adjust your position in your seat, feeling your core start to heat up, tucking a few strands of hair behind your ear nervously. The feeling of his presence behind you swallowed you whole- unable to focus on anything else. It was only until the near the end of the class period that he’d said something to you. “Need to talk to you after class. Don’t think too hard about it. You pissed me off.” You feel your cheeks burn, hesitating for a moment before you nod your head. 
As soon as the both of you pass through the classroom doors you feel him harshly grab your wrist, his grip so tight it was painful as he led you into the bathroom- struggling to keep up with his pace. He lets go of your wrist as you enter, locking the door behind him. “What the fuck was that.” He hisses, pushing you down to your knees harshly. Pain shoots through your knees as they smack the ground, catching yourself with your palms against the cold tile, your wrist where he grabbed you bruised with the red imprint of his hand. Tears start to prick at your eyes. “Why were you hard?” You daringly retort, slowly lifting your head to look up at him. “Tch” He kicks you coldly, making you fall back on your elbows, pain stinging at your legs. You were up against the wall once again as he cornered you in closer. Tears began to run down your burning cheeks, but you knew better. You take one look down his body to be met with the sight of his cock poking so heavily against the fabric of his pants- the outline of it so clear it makes your cunt throb. You look up into his eyes that are darkened and heavy-lidded, a faint blush burning at his cheeks. His movements less sharp than usual- he seemed to be off his guard. “You didn’t answer my question, idiot.” He says, pressing his foot against the wall beside your shoulder as he leans down over you. “Why’d you lick my fucking cock?” He says harshly, sharp gaze fixated on your tear stained face. You pull your eyes away from his, suddenly feeling overcome with humiliation. He reaches down and grabs your face, making you look at him. “Don’t fucking get shy now. Look at me.” He commands, taking note of the way your face burns more red than he’s ever seen before. “Why did you do it.” He pushes, golden brown eyes fixated on you. You smirk, suddenly realizing his incessant need for the answer to his question. “Fucking spit it out.” He retorts, eyes burning into you. He needed to know if you liked what he does to you just as much as he likes doing it to you. You’ve been driving him crazy over it. 
With your face burning so red, you grab his wrist that holds your face, to your surprise he lets you. You remove his hand from your jaw and slowly move it down your body until it’s under your skirt. You press his large palm to your clothed, soaking wet cunt that’s soaked your panties, unable to meet his eyes. The feeling of his hand against you almost too much for you to bare, completely melting beneath him. “Does this answer your question?” You tease, your legs pushing themselves apart almost on their own- pushing yourself into his palm. Spreading your legs for him. Kei’s face burns the hottest it ever has, lips parted as his guard weakens. His cock aches, cum drooling from his swollen tip as he stands over you, hand against your soaking cunt. A smirk comes to your lips as you see the look on his face. “What’s wrong tsukki? You like me too?” You tease, doe eyed looking up at him. You watch as his face burns red before he quickly takes his hand off of you. 
You slump down against the wall as the pressure of his hand against you is gone. Kei stands up. Face hot and cock throbbing, “Shut up.” He hisses, subtly angling his body away from you. His slender fingers sliding underneath his glasses to hide his face. His dick ached so hard he felt he might burst. “And don’t fucking call me that.” He says harshly. You laugh to yourself, a smirk plastered on your face. “Stand up.” He commands, still angled away from you. “What?” You ask, head rushed and dumb from his touch. “I said fucking stand up.” He retorts, turning back towards you. Clumsily, you find yourself back on your feet in front of him. You’re back against the wall as his tall frame envelops you whole. As soon as you’ve straightened yourself up you feel a harsh slap to your cheek, your hands rushing to your face to clutch it- the sharp sting forces tears to prick at your eyes once more, a smile on your lips. “What, you’re embarrassed that I figured you out?” You ask, cocky look on your face as you clutch your cheek, looking up at him. Embarrassment hits the blonde like a strong wave. “Oh tsukki.. you’re so mean.. slap me harder! Uhhmphh again” You moan mockingly, cunning smirk on your lips. He pushes his palm against the wall behind you, his posture falling weakly in front of you as his eyes squeeze shut- gritting his teeth as cum drools from his swollen heavy cock. “Stop.” He pleads, the tone of his voice nothing you’ve heard from the blonde before- it was so vulnerable, so weak. “Oh did I hit a spot? Is that why your dick’s so hard, asshole?” You ask in the sweetest voice you could muster, watching your bully melt right into your hands. “No. shut up.” He pushes, stubborn as hell as his cock pulses. “Is that right?” You tease, smirk on your lips as your hand makes contact with his throbbing dick. Your fingertips rubbing it lightly. He pushes his other hand on the wall behind you upon your touch, his mouth falling open as his head falls lower, his blonde hair falling against your forehead. His pale cheeks red and hot, chest starting to heave as more cum drools from his messy slit. Shame and humiliation burns at every inch of Kei’s body. You can feel his hot breath against your skin, forcing your cunt to ache deeper. You laugh to yourself beneath him, his forehead practically against yours. “Shut up.” He says once more, his body filled with shame. You lean in closer to him, pressing your tongue to his skin, licking along his jawline until you reach his ear. “Fine.” You hum. “But you like me too, right?” You ask, so sweetly that it sickens him. 
He lifts his head, now eye level with you, his arms on either side of you- gripping the wall. He hesitates for a moment. “You better not fucking tell anyone about this.” He says, his hand moving to hold the back of your head, pushing you closer to him as he presses his lips to yours. As soon as he feels your lips against his he could feel himself melt into you. Kissing you was so forbidden. He hated how good it felt. His kiss was rough and messy. His pent up fervor and lust for you exploding through his lips and tongue almost without any control. Eyebrows furrowed as if the guard he constantly has up isn’t crumbling by the second in front of you. His inconvenienced facial expression being the last remaining evidence of his cold facade as he falls into you. He presses his body against yours, slamming you against the wall. His hard cock making contact with your clothed soaking cunt, eliciting a moan from you as he parts his wet lips to forcefully push his tongue into your mouth. His slender fingers entangle themselves in your hair, pulling on it absentmindedly as he sloppily licks into your mouth, the frame of his glasses pushing harshly against your cheek. His hot breath against your skin as you push your fingers into his blonde hair desperately, weakly pulling on the soft strands. Your balance falters, so enraptured in the feeling of his lips and body pressing against you that your knees go weak. His hand shoots instinctively down to your waist to hold you in place, his fingers digging into your side from how tight he held you as he continued to kiss you. He was so focused. 
The kiss you shared was desperate. It was angry, impatient, needy, hungry. Months of tension that had built itself up far past both of your limits spilled from your lips and onto the other's body. Needy hands raced to touch the other’s skin in a desperate attempt to have more of the other. His big slender hand pushed itself under your shirt unforgivingly. Quickly finding itself cupping your breast, squeezing the soft flesh through your bra as small breathy moans spill out into you. You lean yourself into his touch as your own hands desperately slide under his shirt to feel his toned body impatiently- palms and fingertips savoring every inch of his hot skin as if you’ve never felt before. His hands rush to the bottom hem of your top and pulls it over your head- seamlessly pushing his lips back onto yours as he drops it to the floor. He quickly pulls his own shirt off, only breaking your kiss for an instant before your lips are connected once more. He swiftly takes off his glasses- dropping them on top of your shirt before his quick hands snake themselves behind you to skillfully unlatch your bra, sliding it off of you needily. In a matter of milliseconds his big, slender hands are cupping your breasts whole as his hot moans spill into your mouth. The soft flesh puffing out between his long fingers, the fingers of his left hand playing mindlessly with your hard nipple. You moan desperately into his mouth and you feel him smirk. He pulls away from you, a messy string of saliva connecting you at the lips before he pushes his to your neck. He presses messy, wet kisses against your skin, eliciting a slew of lewd moans to pass your lips. Your hands gripping his toned back, the feeling of your nails digging into his skin stimulating him deeper. His left hand slides down under your skirt to squeeze the soft flesh of your ass, making you push your dripping cunt against his wet, aching cock closer. The audible sound of his pleasure and hot breath against your neck forces you to roll your body against his- the feeling of your bare chest and nipples against his skin driving the both of you crazier. The slender fingers of his right hand leave the soft flesh of your breast, instead finding themselves wrapping around your neck. His teeth nip at your sensitive skin as his grip tightens. Leaving one last kiss before he pulls away to meet your eyes. 
His gaze was dark and heavy-lidded. Lips wet. Sweat glistened on his hot blushed face. He takes his other hand and presses the pad of his thumb against your bottom lip that’s wet and swollen from his kiss. The feeling of his tight grip on your neck making you whimper beneath him. “How bad do you want my cock.” He demands, voice rough and breathy, slurring his words unapologetically. “Fuck- so badly, oh god” You whimper as the pad of his thumb lustfully brushes along your bottom lip, his eyes fixated on them. “Yeah?” He quizzes, lust-heavy eyes slowly meeting yours once again. “Yeah. Yes- fuck yes. Please tsukishima. Fuck, I’ll do anything” You moan, completely overstimulated by the feeling of your bare chest against his hot skin, his throbbing cock pressed so unfairly against your soaking cunt, his cunning, heavy-lidded eyes fixated on you with his hand around your neck so tightly, his lust-heavy rough voice against your lips and flooding into your ears. You could cum just from this. A dazed smirk turns up the corner of his lips as his thumb pushes your mouth open. He lets a dollop of saliva fall from his mouth and drool into yours. “Swallow it.” He commands, pushing your mouth closed with his eyes on your lips. He feels as you swallow, his cock throbbing against you as you do so. “Good fucking girl.” He groans, his grip on your neck loosening. 
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jomteaaa · 3 months
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here's a thought:
tsukishima kei is mean. he complains that you talk too much, laughs when you flunk your tests, and insists that you're clingy. others wonder why you're even with him.
but they don't know that when he tsks at your rambling, he shifts one side of his headphones away to hear your voice. they don't know that even though he teases you for your low test scores, he would stay up late at night just to tutor you till you'd get it right. they don't know that after rolling his eyes at your affection, he places a chaste kiss on your forehead and hides his red face in your hair.
so when they say you deserve better, you laugh at their cluelessness and state with a smile, "he's more than everything i could ever want." and he falls in love with you all over again.
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cleveradjacent · 9 days
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art-soboro · 2 months
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COME ON, PEOPLE, YOU'RE LETTING ME DOWN
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weathertheraine · 4 months
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For Valentines, Yachi made all the other first years tomo-choco (friend chocolate) !! It was well-received :,,) Tobio is going to put off eating his so he can continue staring at it. Yachi-san made this for him… friends chocolate… because they are friends…
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uravitypng · 3 months
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𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀
" your heart's too big for your body, that's why it won't fit inside, you pour it out where everyone can see. they call you cry baby, cry baby" ✩🎧ᝰ.ᐟ
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bully tsukki is not a series but a collection of posts! i don't want to start cluttering my masterlist with every single post of bully tsukki so this is where they'll be compiled! it will be regularly updated when i post a new bully tsukishima post!
first post. second post. third post. fourth post. fifth post. sixth post. seventh post. eighth post.
bonus. (not a bully tsukki post just a regular tsukishima x reader fic i have but it's hot so here's the link)
i love getting asks about bully tsukki asking about him in certain situations! i have a couple currently in my inbox to answer and i love getting to know all of your questions
full haikyuu masterlist / pinned post / rules
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afterthelambs · 4 months
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Tsukishima is one of my favorite haikyuu characters because he is a professional hater. He turns bitchiness into an art form
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comfortyart · 1 year
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A man and his idiots
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touchlikethesun · 5 months
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bonus (cr: @kilucore):
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lovekeis · 7 days
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i need to suck tsukki’s cock so bad. i know that shit is so beautiful and long and his head gets the prettiest flush and his pre-cum beads at the top and he lets out the most insane groan when you lap it up and —
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kings-highway · 1 month
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my roommate has a running theory that Tsukishima isn't even close to above average intelligence and it's merely circumstantial to the fact that all his friends are jocks that make it look otherwise. Like he's the ADHD pattern-recognition kid that memorizes a ton of facts and therefore can always look smart, but he himself is still a sport-kid, like he's spending all his spare time practicing hitting a ball around, academically he's probably middle-of-the-pack at best in his class, but none of the volleyball club notices bc they're comparatively below average.
but Tsukki's classmates watch Hinata and Kageyama beg him to help them study, and all the math club, debate club, otherwise academically rigorous kids are baffled like??? Tsukishima Kei??? the B- student????
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tsukkisloser · 2 years
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Bully!Tsukki (Pt. 2)
welcome back to this concept hehehe I've been having a lot of fun with this idea so I've decided to continue it into a mini series type thing :,)) part 3 coming soon <333
MDNI
Tags: nsfw, timeskip!tsukki, bullying, teasing, masturbation mentioned, vvv mean tsukishima, spitting, pain, (almost) blowjob, degradation
It had been a few days since he had last seen you & since he had touched himself to the thought of you. You only had one class together, and it was only once a week- relieving for you, but not so much for him. A few days ago wasn’t the first and only time he’s gotten turned on from picking on you. It was every single time. He fucking hated how you made him feel. How good you made him feel. But he couldn’t stop snaking his way back behind you for more. Whether it was harsh, hurtful teases that forced tears to your eyes or pulling your hair to annoy you, he was unable to get enough. His friends knew nothing of his predicament- minimizing his taunting actions down to the fact that he does it because it’s funny. Never considering that it turned the blonde on to humiliate you. When he sat behind you today he was already half-hard and the faintest blush on his pale cheeks proved his fluster. He taunted you like it was a game. A sick, selfish game he played with himself to see just how far he could get before his cock started to ache too hard. The tight fabric of his pants that covered his cock rubbing against himself when he moved in his seat, creating a friction that often caused him to grip the side of his desk in the subtlest way he could. A dangerous game of edging himself until he could get back to his dorm to fuck his hand. 
Tonight was different though. Following the usual harsh quips and taunts, he followed you after class. You knew he was behind you as you walked the very long and empty hallway that led you out of the building the back way. You had heard his footsteps a couple feet behind you. Your class was at night, so there were never many other people around outside of your classmates at this time. But you didn’t have to turn around to know it was him, you’d memorized the sound of his footsteps. With great hesitance, you stop at the locker in which you kept your other textbooks that were too heavy to carry in your bag, twisting the lock back and forth to get it open. As soon as the lock clicks open you feel your legs get kicked out from under you, your bag dropping to the floor with a thud as you fall to your knees. Tears immediately pricked at your eyes. 
Kei stands behind you. His hands in his jacket pockets with a cunning, sadistic smirk plastered on his lips. “What do you want from me?” You mumble between tears, your voice shaking. He feels his cock throb upon hearing your pathetic sniffling. “Oh so you can talk. I’d have thought you were fucking mute.” He retorts, kicking you again. “Fucking look at me.” He commands harshly. You sheepishly turn to face him, cowering at his feet with your head hung low, tears falling to the cold floor. His smirk grows looking at you beneath him like this. Kneeling at his feet like this. He can feel himself start to lose his sick game as cum dribbles from his aching cock. He grabs you by your hair to make you look at him. “I said fucking look at me dumbass.” He hisses, trying but failing to meet your tear-filled eyes that avoid his. You feel a harsh slap to your cheek that pushes you back against the locker behind you, your hands clutching at your face from the pain as more tears well up in your eyes. You finally force yourself to meet his cunning, cold eyes. Looking up at him from the floor as tears fall down your stinging cheek. He looks at you for a couple of seconds before he spits on you, his cold saliva making you jump as it hits your lips. You touch your fingertips to his spit that drips from your lips in disbelief. Even he didn’t mean for it to fall there. As soon as your eyes meet your spit coated fingertips you notice the bulge of his hard, aching cock poking lewdly against the fabric of his pants. You felt your heart skip a beat from shock. In so much disbelief you almost couldn’t believe it, frozen, staring at his raging boner. Your cheeks ablaze with fluster. The asshole gets off on this shit. 
It’s really such a shame that the person who stands over you is such a mean, ruthless piece of shit. The first time you’d seen him in class you almost couldn’t take your eyes off of him- and for the next couple of days after that you couldn’t stop thinking about him. Your world was crushed when you realized what a jerk he was. You’d even thought that he was interested in you before he began to bully you. Upset with yourself that you couldn’t see who he was right away before you had begun to form a crush on him. And the biggest most puzzling question that circled your mind like an intrusive thought was why the hell you were still into him after everything he’s done to you. Although he mercilessly taunted and teased you to the point of tears, you couldn’t help but like the way he towered over you like this. The way his spit drips from your lips like poison. His forbiddingly attractive face and body like the most tempting of fruits. You were scared of him, but you wanted him. Wanted his tall, big frame towering over you, wanted his big slender hands against your skin, around your neck, sliding over every feature of you as he fucked you completely senseless. Wanted his sharp teeth sinking into your skin. Wanted his blonde hair in your hands and his cunning voice and sharp tongue pricking up the hairs on your neck. Wanted his smart mouth all over you, wanted him to fuck you to the point of tears. And although you hated it, in this moment it’s all you wanted. 
You force your eyes away from his obvious boner, feeling something unknown come over you- your core starting to heat up as you look up at him. You wipe up the spit that dribbles from your chin and lick it off of your hands and fingers. Your tongue swirling around your saliva coated lips with eyes that fixate themselves on his. Kei feels a wave of pleasure hit him this time, feeling his face begin to burn red, his cock throbs in his tight pants. “What the fuck are you doing.” He hisses, off his guard as he now struggles to keep eye contact with you, feeling more cum dribble from his weeping cock. You reach up to him, pressing your fingers to his hard cock- it immediately throbs beneath your touch. Kei shudders from the pleasure and shock of your hand against his dick. He blinks a few times in disbelief, his face ablaze with fluster as his arm outstretches to push his hand against the cold lockers in attempt to hold himself up. “W-what the fuck are you-“ He struggles to get out in the same harsh tone but fails. He feels as your tongue licks his long, aching dick through his tight pants. His mouth falling open as his eyes squeeze shut, his hand balling into a fist against the lockers as the softest of moans involuntarily leaves his lips. His face burns upon hearing it. 
The walls of the long hallway are quickly met with the echo of his friends’ voices at the other end. Kei jolts, straightening himself up and regrettably stepping away from you. “Oi tsukishima you’re still fucking with her?” One of them snickers. Kei fixes his jacket to hide his long swollen cock, giving you a- fake- irritated look. “I’m done.” He retorts, spitting on you one last time before walking over to his friends. Inside he was cursing his friends for showing up when they did. Feeling like his footsteps were so heavy, his body ached with regret as he trudged back to them, his cock left weeping for more. 
As you watched him walk away you felt an unexpected grin creep onto your face as your back pressed against the cold lockers. What an interesting turn of events.
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jomteaaa · 3 months
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prompt: you're in the early stages of a relationship with tsukishima kei, and a secret one at that. one day, you decide to take a peek during his practice to know more about the sport he claims he "doesn't obsess over". however, just before you leave, he sees you, and immediately knows you had been watching him. after his practice, he texts you to tease you about it, until you take away his "kissing privileges" as a joke. he doesn't reply you, but he does shows up at your window. of course, you let him in. "what are you-- mmph!" he cuts you off with a breathtaking kiss. "you kissed me back, which means your statement is invalid." he attempts to leave after that, but you pull him back for another kiss. "it has been and will always be invalid, kei." he melts and hides his face in the crook of your neck as his arms wrap around your waist.
pt 2
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datingdonovan · 16 days
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a/n: wake up. food's ready. just sat here for a few minutes and rehabbed an old draft that was probably based on this fabulous onceler drabble, I think? also VERY pg13... not really any explicit sex but. it's a lot about sex. my blog and my writing used to be so sfw but cece is back after her most recent troubling sexual relationship and is probably sexier than ever. he he ha ha help me. I hope you enjoy. also reader is gn but does get called beautiful so if that feels gendered or triggering to you please be aware! also mentions of tipsy/inebriated sex!!!! so dubcon in that way? I tried to make everyone not drunk drunk but if tipsy sex is slimy for you watch out for that too
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10:45AM
Yamaguchi wakes up slowly, eyes halfway open, naked body warm. And then he remembers what happened. The muscles in his body all tense at once, and it takes every fiber of his being to stay still. No no no no no. That hadn't happened. Shit. That hadn't happened, right?
But it had. His palm is resting on the soft skin of your hip and despite his best efforts he's squeezing lightly, so fucking nervous, and you're squirming toward him, still asleep, smiling softly, and it had, it had happened, oh god, it had.
Fuck. His ears are ringing with anxiety. What had happened? What had happened? He hadn't drank nearly enough last night for this to possibly have fucking happened.
And the information floods his mind as you nuzzle closer to his chest, your skin flush against his, a soft kiss where your mouth meets his shoulder. You, Tsukki, Tsukki breaking up with you — meanly, meaner than was necessary. You, Yamaguchi, and Tsukki, best friends, best friends since freshman year and Tsukki dating you and Yamaguchi shutting up and enduring it and you feeling tired of Tsukki's pretentiousness and his mean jokes and you telling Yamaguchi about it and Yamaguchi telling Tsukki about it and instead of fixing it making it worse and then you. You. YOU.
You with no more Tsukki, crying into his shoulder, and saying you just want to fuck someone. You're not even angry, you knew this was coming, you just want to fuck someone to forget. And Yamaguchi, the ever-loving asshole that he is, saying yes, yes, that makes sense, instead of saying, no, it's a bad idea. And then your dorm room, and then your sheets, and then your skin, god, your fucking skin. And now probably a hundred missed calls from Tsukki when Yamaguchi can chance a look at his phone, and the swirling feeling of bile coming up his throat, but what the fuck was he supposed to do? Wouldn't anyone have done the same?
He'd been in love with you since he first laid eyes on you, and in better, kinder ways than Tsukki, he knew. You were so beautiful, a ray of sunshine, someone who deserved the world, and to be treated with tenderness, and care. Tsukki just treated you like he did any other adoring idiot who was obsessed with him. Yamaguchi knew you deserved someone who was obsessed with you, and he knew he could be that. He knew he could love you. He had to constantly fucking remind Tsukki how you took your coffee in the morning, and what your favorite flavor of ice cream was, and that it did in fact matter when he got home if you were waiting up for him, and that you actually cared about him more than he knew and he shouldn't be wasting this opportunity treating you like an annoyance, like you didn't deserve his attention. Hell, with everything Yamaguchi tried to do to make sure you were treated right, you might as well have been dating him the whole time.
And he hated how his heart twinged with jealousy every time you chose his best friend over him, but he let it happen, because he loved you, even though he just fucking knew that wasn't how it was supposed to be. And then last night, everyone was tipsy, and you were crying, and he saw the chance to show you what really being loved could look like, and he took it. Fuck.
You mumble something soft and sweet against his shoulder and he remembers what he said last night with you on top of him, the only thing he could find the words to say, in every cadence he could think of, even after you laughed and told him to stop:
"I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you."
Yamaguchi swallows hard.
It hadn't been sex. It had been love. And that was so, so much worse.
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heartsoji · 1 year
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MY FAV THINGS I'VE WRITTEN
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meeting and falling in love with sugawara koshi
falling in love with kozume kenma
"truth or dare?" (kozume kenma)
iwaizumi hajime, oikawa tooru, tsukishima kei, and bokuto kotaro with an s/o who's really scared of horror movies (separate)
cold temperatures with akaashi keiji
suna rintaro, bokuto kotaro, and sakusa kiyoomi comforting you after you get a bit insecure about your relationship
clingy suna rintaro making a post about you on twitter
falling asleep on suna rintaro's lap
watching horror movies with suna rintaro
falling in love with your roommate, suna rintaro
miya osamu with an affectionate s/o who loves physical touch but's shy when talking about it
"misinterpret" (akaashi keiji)
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asterrrrion · 10 months
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Of all names in manga, I like Haikyuu names the best because they manage to fit the characters while still staying actual not completely out of the blue names, so here are (some) of the name meanings :
日向 翔陽, Hinata Shōyō. 'Hi'日 means sun or day, while 'nata'向 means to face, defy, confront or tend towards to. Together, they're used to say "a sunny place", but it's interesting to think that Hinata with his jumps is also defying or being draw to the sun.
'Shō'翔 is the radical of 翔る、which means to soar, to fly, to run or to dash. It also used to be in 翔ぶ、but it's not used anymore (it has been replaced with another kanji which... You'll see lmao), which means to jump or to leap. 'yō'陽 is generally meant to say "sunlight" but only when it's pronounced 'hi', while when pronounced 'yō', it means the Yang, so the positive, or an open space. Hinata has a very sunny name :').
影山 飛雄、Kageyama Tobio. There's two kanjis for "shadow", both pronounced Kage, but the one used in his name is 影, which has slightly different meanings. It means shadow, silhouette, reflection, presence or star/moonlight. Silhouette is cool, since Kageyama has always been this great king that everyone knows of, presence is interesting ("as long as I'm here..."), and the moonlight one shows that he's a counterpart to Hinata's sunlight. 'Yama' 山 means mountain. Now, Kageyama is a very common Japanese last name, but together they form the mountains shadow, or a shadowy mountain... So the name has like "impressive great king" connotations.
'Tobi' 飛 is one of the most used kanjis in the whole manga. You know that kanji I talked about earlier, which used to mean to jump or leap ? Well, it was replaced by this one. So the first kanji in Hinata's first name was replaced by the first kanji in Kageyama's name in the verb "to jump, to leap, to fly". It's also the kanji that's used in Karasuno's banner, Fly. 飛ベ。'O'雄 is very common in boy's first names in Japan (it's also used in Natsuo from mha for example). It means masculine, leader, superiority or excellence. So it's pretty weighted since Kageyama is this representation of complete natural superiority and talent.
月島 京, Tsukishima Kei. The first kanji of his name, 'Tsuki' 月 (do not exchange with Yamaguchi's nickname Tsukki, which is written in hiragana and not in kanji) means moon or month. It's both a reference to his personality and to be Hinata's counterpart, and it was already discussed in the anime. 'Shima' 島 means island, and it might be a reference to his isolated nature ? Also interesting to note that it has a strong resemblance to 'Tori' 鳥, the kanji for bird.
'Kei' 京 is just one of the kanjis pronounced Kei, which apparently sucks for him cause his first worry of the moment was that everyone was gonna ask him how to write his name since it was a new year :'). Like, I'm not kidding, there's 16 kanjis pronounced Kei. This one, anyway, means capital or 10^16. It's the second kanji in Tōkyō (東京), and I have no idea why the Japanese have a word for ten thousand billion.
山口 忠, Yamaguchi Tadashi. Finally, my favourite ! Yama still means mountain, and 'Guchi' 口 means mouth. It was chosen because of Yamaguchi's arc, which was about greed and pride, to show his unending greed : he's ready to swallow a mountain basically.
'Tadashi' 忠 means loyalty, devotion, faithfulness. It was probably chosen as a sign of both his loyalty to Tsukishima and to Karasuno !
I'm gonna stop at those four for now, but if you want others just say so, i'll get right on it !
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Alright, update : started a series of those ! The other part for now is on the #haikyuunamemeanings tag
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