#moniwa x y/n

[hentai-dreams-shop]

Angel | Moniwa Kaname

fluff, fem! reader

Moniwa couldn’t breathe. 

You made him feel things he never had before. To him, you were an angel out of a blooming flower in Spring. Something about your sweet, honey-drenched smile made him do things he never done before. Like how you made his knees shake, his cheeks flush, and his heart clawing out of his ribcage. 

“You should smile more.” 

You grinned with a toothy smile. The corner of your lips were decorated with some crumbs from your milk bread, your hair was flying in the wind. And you looked like a goddess. Moniwa felt his heart skip a beat. There was a spark, Moniwa could feel it. He just wasn’t sure what it was. But it felt so incredibly transparent; it was a flaming tingle ready to catch fire within your souls, and everything was hot to the touch. It was a strange, otherworldly experience, yet Moniwa craved it with his entire being. Something about it got him addicted, and he needed it. He needed you. 

He perked his brows up. “Why?” 

“Because you’ll look even more of an angel.” 

Him, an angel? No, this was the biggest lie he had ever heard. He wasn’t like the other members of the volleyball team who attracted attention everywhere they went. He was plain, unattractive, the weak leader of Date Tech…yet, when you said it so easily from your sugary lips, Moniwa felt so goddamn weak. 

It was as though the angels from the skies had crowned him with a halo and stitched onto his back a pair of glowing wings. For a brief moment, it felt like heaven. Moniwa could feel his heartbeat thrumming and hammering so loudly in his ears and throughout his body; he was afraid you’d hear it too. You left him floating on cloud nine, and without him knowing, a smile was painted on his face. Moniwa tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as he flashed you a sweet smile. 

“You’re the angel, not me.”

#haikyuu!! #hq #hq setters #setters #pretty setter squad #pretty setters #date tech #kaname #moniwa #hq moniwa #date tech setter #anime #cute #flowers #angel #smile #love #moniwa x y/n #y/n #x reader #hq x reader #hq boys

[desperate-daydream]

🏐 Haikyuu

❀ Aone Takanobu x (trans) male reader ⚣︎

A/N: gods, I just love side characters. tbh, I’m mostly just projecting myself and my imaginations on that (but which writer didn't do that at least once) XD

tags/warnings: reader is tanaka’s brother (could also be adopted) & a dancer, set in season 2 episode 19, Miyagi Spring Qualifier Quarterfinals (at least that's what fandom wiki says, I hope that it's right)

Hey, lovebirds

It was a match from the Miyagi Spring Qualifier Quarterfinals - Aoba Johsai and Date Tech were playing - and the second set with a two-point-lead by Seijou. The third-grades of Date Tech just came running on the bleachers. 

“What’s the score?” They arrived at the rail and looked down at the still ongoing game. “Oh damn. Who won the first set?” 

“Ehm”, a voice came from behind them. It was the captain of Karasuno with his whole team. “Seijo won the first one.” 

“What, Karasuno?!”, Moniwa said, “Oh, hello. Good to see you.” They greeted each other and of course, Sasaya immediately had to restrain the former vice Kamasaki. That’s when they were noticed by other members of their school that they joined. 

The game went on with the third-grades as well as Karasuno tensely watching. After a few other points another person came running on the bleachers and immediately towards the rails to look at the score. 

Tanaka saw who it was and looked behind him to see his sister calmly stroll towards them. 

“Hey!” When you heard his voice you immediately turned around and faced him. 

“Oh, hey Ryu”, you grinned when you saw your brother sitting there with his usual attitude and rebellious grin. He informed you about the winner of the first set and then noticed the questioning looks of his teammates except for a few of them - especially Noya who had met you several times before already because of their friendship.

“Ugh, guys, this is my brother, (Y/N).” 

You chuckled, “Hi, nice to meet you. Is it so bothersome to introduce me?” The question was directed at your brother. 

“Huh, yeah, yeah, actually it is”, he answered grinning. It was usual for you two to bug each other like that. That’s also when your older sister Saeko arrived. “Oh, come on boys!” She tried to throw her arm around you to get you in her side-clasps but you were already trained and easily ducked away. 

Fortunately for you, the third-graders of Date saw and waved at you so you could scurry to them.

“Why have we never seen him at games before?”, Yamaguchi asked curiously. 

“Because he also has training most of the time.” 

“Oh, does he play volleyball too?”, Hinata spoke excitedly. You weren’t really tall, just like him, so he was really interested if you were a player as well. But Ryu and Saeko laughed a little. 

“Nah, look at his bag”, Ryu pointed at you standing next to Moniwa at the rails. It was a sports bag and shoes were hanging on the side of it. Which was noticeable is that it wasn’t only one pair but three different ones - two of which most of the boys haven’t seen anything about before. “He’s a dancer.” 

“Ahhhh”

“Ok, but why is he standing here now and talking to Date’s former captain?”

Now Tanaka began to scowl and Sakeo chuckled as she sat down. “Because Aone is his boyfriend”, the young woman answered. 

Many of their glances quickly went from you to the mentioned player and back again. “Reallyyyy?!”, Hinata was wide eyed looking down at the middle blocker before grinning, “Cooool!”

Daichi and Suga chuckled when they saw Ryu’s expression. “Why are you scowling?”, Daichi asked while still grinning. “Do you not like Aone?”, Suga continued. 

“He’s super protective of (Y/N)!” Noya saw his chance and took it. 

“Aone is.. alright, I guess”, Tanaka mumbled. The others kept on bugging him a bit but quickly turned back to the game that will decide who would be their next opponent. 

Meanwhile you were standing on the rail and watching closely while occasionally cheering your boyfriend on. He had noticed you already and you could’ve sworn that he had smiled a little bit. 

The game was really exciting and in the end Seijou won. You saw the third years’ shoulders slump down and them letting their heads hang. You sighed and let your head hang too. 

When Date’s team quickly came to stand in front of the bleachers you made eye contact with Taka giving him a comforting smile. Then you signaled him to meet you outside in the halls. You turned around to go meet him. But before you went down you shortly hugged your sister and gave your brother a light slap on the head - which he tried to return but you could duck away - to say goodbye for the day. You’d be driving back in Date Tech’s team bus and staying at Aone’s for the night. 

You went towards each other and let the others go past you both before you hugged him tightly. “You okay?”, you looked up at him with your arms still around each other and let your chin rest on his chest. The height difference between you two was kinda funny.

He gave you a little nod but he was still wearing that sad frown. 

“You were great.” This made a soft look appear in his eyes that possibly only you came to see and know what it meant. 

“Hey, lovebirds”, you heard Futakuchi shouting, “Come on, you can make out later. We’re gonna go to the bus now.” Aone’s team mates laughed. You stuck out your tongue towards them but let go of your boyfriend. 

While you went to follow the team Takanobou linked your pinkies like he often did when you walked together. 

On the bus you sat next to each other and Aone let his head rest on yours that you had placed on his shoulder. You took his hand intertwining your fingers and rested on your lap. The bus was rather quiet - exhaustion and sadness because of the lost game were the primary feelings. Your boyfriend let out another sigh. 

“Hey, Taka?”, you whispered with your eyes closed. You felt the rumble from his body as he let out a low “Mh?”.

“You’re free from training tomorrow, right?”

“Mhm.” 

“You wanna go somewhere then? I also got nothing tomorrow.”

“Mhm. Decide tomorrow?”, his voice was so low it send a wave of goosebumps over your skin. 

“Mhm.” You felt yourself doze off - your training and the excitement to make it to the game had taken a lot of energy from you too. Soon everyone except for the adults was sleeping. 

When you arrived your boyfriend shook you awake gently. 

“Hey, (Y/N)”, his voice was still hushed and even a little deeper than earlier. 

On the way to his mom’s car, who was so nice to pick you both up from school, your arm found his place around his middle while he placed his on your shoulders. 

After eating you both went upstairs to his room to get ready for bed. Aone laid down on top of his blankets and got out his phone while you still searched through his closet for one of his hoodies. You quickly changed into it after finally finding what you searched for and flopped down on top of your boyfriend. 

“Oof”, he played as if you were heavy enough to crush his brick of a body in any way. 

You chuckled and kissed his cheek. A smile that only you got to see appeared on his lips. 

His hand went to cup your cheek to pull you closer and kiss you properly. You sighed happily and let yourself fall into the kiss. 

After you parted, you snuggled close to him and placed your head in the crook of his neck. That way you fell asleep like many times before already.

#aone takanobu #aone takanobu x reader #aone x reader #aone x male reader #aone x trans male reader #aone x ftm reader #x male reader #male reader #x trans male reader #trans male reader #ftm reader #haikyuu #gay

[writingbymoonlight]

pout

ft.: futakuchi x f!reader

word count: ~800 words

a/n: my second entry for @cup-of-fluff's a time to shine collab! luna, thank you again for letting me join!

Futakuchi is in a sour mood.

It isn’t because his teacher scolded him for showing up late to class. And it isn’t because of the depressing grey and rainy weather outside that meant the team is stuck in the gym all day for after-school practice. And it isn’t because he’s currently been at practice for less than ten minutes and Kamasaki already scolded him for failing to be respectful to his upperclassmen. 

Well, maybe that last thing is slightly irking him, but how could it not? Kamasaki’s presence and demands that he be more respectful was like a constant thorn in his side.

No, what had been bothering him was the image of you, one of Date Tech’s managers, and Koganegawa entering the school grounds together, underneath the same umbrella. 

It wasn’t like he was jealous or anything. Why would he be jealous? You and Futakuchi were friendly, nothing more and nothing less. He was simply curious why you two were walking together. 

Was there something going on between you and Koganegawa?

Futakuchi has to remind himself that it was highly unlikely. The first-year is undoubtedly a hardworking and loyal teammate, but he also is kind of like a baby giraffe: tall, lanky, a bit awkward and slightly naive. 

Meanwhile, you are charming, intelligent, beautiful, funny and generous. There were countless guys at school who pined after you and Futakuchi knew that you’ve received a few confessions in the past. But no matter how sweet or well-thought out the confessions were, you turned every single one of them down politely. Futakuchi always assumed that this signified that there was someone you already liked. Maybe Koganegawa is the one you like?

But again, Futakuchi tells himself, he is only mildly curious about the situation. Not jealous at all.  

“Oi, what’s with that pouty look on your face?!” a voice calls out to him from the door of the storage room, snapping the second-year out of his thoughts. Futakuchi looks up from the cart of volleyballs he was supposed to wheel into the gym and sees Kamasaki, who appears to have forgotten about their little squabble earlier. 

“I don’t have a pouty look on my face,” Date Tech’s ace retorts as he hides away any emotion (and potential pout) on his face with a mask of nonchalance. Why was Kamasaki still hanging out at practice again anyways? He didn’t need to be here since he, Moniwa and Sasaya all decided to leave the team after their loss to Karasuno. 

“You totally do!” Kamasaki barks out laughing before leaning against the door frame, a knowing gleam shining in his eyes. “Let me guess: you finally asked Y/N out and she rejected you?”

Irritation swells through the brown-haired boy as he pushes the cart of volleyballs out of the room, forcing the former middle blocker to jump out of the way.

“For the millionth time, I don’t like Y/N in that way,” Futakuchi grumbles as he shoulders past Kamasaki. 

As much Futakuchi denies his feelings towards you to himself and everyone on the volleyball team, it is obvious that he has a crush on you. He isn’t overly snarky towards you. Perhaps occasionally sarcastic, but you always fired back with your own sarcastic comments, which made him laugh. He was never mean to you or gave you a hard time. Whenever you were around, he was more attentive and more outwardly kind. And it was impossible to miss the fact that he genuinely smiles whenever you talk together.

Kamasaki was about to open his mouth and point this all out to the stubborn new captain when you suddenly sprint past them towards Koganegawa, who was leaning against the gym wall, trying to imitate Kageyama Tobio’s nail care routine before practice commenced. 

“Kogane! I wanted to thank you again for this morning!” Futakuchi hears your angelic voice announce. 

From the corner of his eye, he catches the big-bone setter giving you a bright smile as he cheerfully responds, “No problem, Y/N!”

“I can’t believe I forgot my umbrella today. When it started raining on my way to school, I thought I was going to have to show up to class completely soaked.”

“Good thing I ran into you then!” 

“Definitely,” you reply with a wide grin that makes Futakuchi’s heart ache. “Well, I’ll let you get warmed up for practice then.” 

And with that, you leave Koganegawa and jog past Futakuchi once again, but this time, you throw him a small smile that causes his aching heart to skip a beat. As you make your way to help Nametsu set up the gym for practice, he is left wondering why small gestures like these are allowed to have such an effect on a person’s heart.

“Looks like you have no reason to pout anymore,” Kamasaki quietly remarks and Futakuchi senses that a knowing and teasing smirk is gracing his upperclassman's lips. But instead of confirming this assumption, Futakuchi watches you with his own small smile.

#futakuchi x reader #futakuchi x y/n #futakuchi x f!reader #futakuchi kenji x reader #futakuchi kenji x y/n #futakuchi kenji #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu!! #collab: time to shine

[dat-bruv-person]

I DON’T WANT YOU TO BE SAD SO HERE’S A REQUEST. Can I please have some headcanons of the pretty setter squad ( if that’s too much Akaashi, Suga and Oikawa is fine) taking care of their s/o who broke their ankle? And the s/o like cried Bc it hurts?

Pretty Setter Squad w/ an S/O Who Broke Their Ankle

Genre: fluff, comfort

Pairing: Sugawara x reader, kageyama x reader, kenma x reader, moniwa x reader, oikawa x reader, akaashi x reader

a/n: NO I'M NOT SAD ANYMORE SWEETIE I'M ELATED- I LOVE YOU MWA MWA HAVE SOME KISSES

(┬┬﹏┬┬) Sugawara (┬┬﹏┬┬)

Now, prepare to see Sugamama™️

He will get over your ankles and, well, every part of you

If you cried,

Oh good LAWD

Prepare yourself, because you won’t be let out of his sight

On a more serious note though, he is very, very worried about you

But don’t worry too much, Sugamama is ready to take care of you.

He will baby you though

Expect cuddles and random hugs and all that shit

If you don’t mind that, then good for you! You have a loving boyfriend who’s ready to take care of you until you get better.

Even if you do get better he’ll still baby you but you didn’t here that from me

(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞  Kenma ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜)

ah, yes, insert Aiko simping noises

Aiko’s a simp for Kenma 

we know that now

Anywayssss, 

Whether you genuinely broke your ankle out of bad luck, 

or for some attention

You’ve definitely got his attention now

Damn, well done I’m so jealous ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

He will actually take time off of his games to help you

He's a simp okay?

Hugs, cuddles, he will give it all to you, don't worry

He is very concerned about you

After you have healed, however, he will then realise he needs to put his games down and pay more attention to you

After all, it felt nice having his eyes away from the screen and giving his s/o some TLC

He won't admit it though, he doesn't want to see that smug ass grin on Kuroo's face the next training session.

(¬‿¬) Oikawa (¬‿¬)

Alright then

*cracks knuckles*

get ready for this one my friends

PREPARE TO HAVE YOUR FREEDOM TAKEN AWAY

Especially if your short mf like me- 5,4 lookin’ ass 〒▽〒

*sigh*

What the actual fuck did you do?

Like, I headcanon that Oikawa does everything for you anyway

So how, on God’s beautiful green earth, did you manage to break your ankle?

I’m listening.

So...

Yeh.

This mf will not let you go

Nuh uh

Try and argue all you want

It’s like talking to a brick wall

Honestly

R.I.P you

When you are out of that hospital

Game over

He’s like a mom

In a good way though, don’t get me wrong

You just won’t have your freedom

There.

┗|｀O′|┛Kageyama ┗|｀O′|┛

Kageyama is very interesting

He is always at volleyball practice

That we know

He is a very busy person

But for you however, he is a whole other being

Workaholic Kageyama?

Who’s he?

When he heard you had broken your ankle

FAST AS FUCC BOI

Right by your side

most of the time

He won’t cancel practice because of your ankle

That’s for sure

But he will make as much time as he can for you

It’s very endearing

He will run errands for you if you want something

He will help you walk if needed

If you do extra curricular activities then he will sort stuff out for you

Just don’t tell Hinata. 

You’ll experience a not so soft Kageyama :) 

( •̀ ω •́ )✧ Moniwa ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

Moniwa is adorable, change my mind

He is always helping others

You are no exception

He probably helps you even more

He adores you

When you broke your ankle, he was so worried and carried you all the way home

Protesting didn’t work

He cancelled practice for the whole team, which upset some but hey, who are you to question the captain?

He helps you get anything you want

He spoils you 

He is 100% that shoulder to cry on

Oh my goodness he is so so SWEET

You make such a fast recovery.

He will shower you in compliments for being very brave too!

He does leave you to do stuff by yourself as well, but not evrything

He only wants the best for so take that to heart.

I believe in Moniwa supremacy

(づ￣ 3￣)づ Akaashi (づ￣ 3￣)づ

Caring boi

Look, Akaashi loves you a lot but sometime he can’t help but wonder whether or not you’re controlling your own body

No offence 

He will lecture you a bit but then-

CARING MODE ACTIVATED

Soft boy to the MAX

Don’t worry, Akaashi’s here

No need to cry

He will take care of you don’t you worry your pretty little head

Mwah <3

Soft kisses and cuddles every single day

He may even bring you presents to cheer you up

You sure you ain’t a sugar baby?

Not that I’m complaining

Nooooooooo....

Just single

HEART BEEN BROKE SO MANY TIMES I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE

#ainsley writes #sugawara x y/n #sugawara x you #sugawara x reader #kageyama x reader #kageyama x you #kageyama x y/n #kenma x y/n #kenma x you #kenma x reader #moniwa x reader #moniwa x you #moniwa x y/n #oikawa x y/n #oikawa x you #oikawa x reader #akaashi x y/n #akaashi x reader #akaashi x you #haikyuu!! #hq x reader #hq x you #hq x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you #haikyuu fluff

[forsworned]

[✩] collegeau!anonymous admirer. {moniwa kaname x reader}

Genre: Fluff

Categories: F/M

Relationships: Moniwa Kaname/Reader

Word count: 1,412

a/n: hello dropping another oldie while i work on request, should b a student genya x reader that i got from ao3 but just a reminder that i don't do underage nsfw or anything nsfw or sexy themed cuz that's extremely weird, but if you wanna drop a request in my inbox please b sure to read my faq thanx

Every morning you'd wake up and check your tumblr to have a little message in your inbox from the seemingly same anon with a cute pick-up line. At first you thought that maybe you had reblogged something along the lines of "fill my ask", but it started to become a routine. It was never anything raunchy or lewd, just cheesy, cute one-liners that'd make you smile to yourself. Though, you had really appreciate whoever was sending them to you, you were starting to get really curious. Who could they be? Someone thousands of miles away or just around your area? It was hard to decide. You sighed as you shut down your laptop and slid it under your bed. You really shouldn't have been on your laptop at such a late hour. Finals week started tomorrow and you were beyond nervous. Sure you had studied but you always felt a bit on the edge during these five days. The thought of your anonymous admirer was the last thing on your mind before you drifted off to sleep. At least, they'll keep me positive throughout the week.

But you were wrong. It had been five days. Five days your inbox had been empty. Five days since they had last messaged you and you were actually beginning to feel a bit upset. Had something happened to them? Had you reblogged or posted something that they found offensive and possibly unfollowed you for it? You let out a groan as you spread your arms across your mattress and lay flat against your back. At least finals week was finally over and you could relax. Your phone made a small noise and you reached over your dresser to check whatever the notification you had just received. You almost jumped for joy when you had saw that you got a message on tumblr. Quickly logging on from your laptop, you clicked on your inbox, though it had a similar choice in pick-up lines it wasn't your typical anon. It was... "k-name?" You voiced aloud as your face scrunched in confusion. But then it hit you. You could finally find out who your anon admirer was! Your heart raced as you clicked on the icon and revealed the mystery person's blog. There wasn't much information, just a small quote on the bio: "Forever an Iron Wall" Hmm... That sounded a bit familiar. As you racked your brain for something that could connect to the quote, you hovered over the links and found the appearance link. Jackpot. Hurriedly, you had clicked on it but it was as if your laptop sensed your urgency and wanted to fuck with you because it was loading insanely slow. "C'mon you slow piece of shit." You muttered to yourself. A few agonizingly slow moments later, the page had finally loaded and your mouth dropped as you laid eyes on him. "Mo-moniwa Kaname?!" You exclaimed. Your face nearly burst into flames as you threw yourself back onto your bed and raked your hands through your hair, shaking your head in disbelief. No way, it just couldn't be him. You were dreaming. Getting back up again you scrolled through the many photos he had posted. Most of them with his teammates and some shots of him throwing the ball up into the air.  Moniwa had been someone you admired from afar. His spirit and gentle personality is what attracted you to him, but being the shy person you were, you never approached him. You went back to your inbox and read over the pick-up line. How was heaven when you left it? And there is was again, that overwhelming feeling in the pit of your stomach whenever you saw him or were anywhere around him. How would you even begin to reply? You fingers hesitated over your keyboard before you hastily replied. Heaven is anywhere you are You slightly cringed at how cliche that sounded, but as you tried to click on the text box to undo it your mousepad had acted a bit out of sorts and pressed on the answer privately button. Oh shit. "NO!" You exclaimed, as you slapped your face and fell onto your side. What have you done?! Now you really ruined any chance you possibly had with your crush. That night it was safe to say that you didn't get much of any sleep.

- - -

Waking up you felt as if you hadn't even fallen asleep at all. Your mind was murky as you washed up, dressed and got onto your campus shuttle. As you plopped onto the seat, you let out a small groan as your threw you head back and stared up at the ceiling of the moving train. "No sleep?" The voice resonated in your ears and you took a moment before you turned to the stranger. Though your reaction was delayed, you could barely believe who was seated right next to you at that very moment. "Mo-moniwa-san?!" You near shrieked, as you stood up straight and looked at him with ample eyes. His cheeks were tinged a rosy hue as he bit back a laugh. You turned a few grouchy college student heads due to your random outburst and you sulked a bit as you felt your cheeks warm. "I-I mean, weird seeing you here..." "Really? We've been riding the same train for the past three months." He replied. Your attention now fully on him as he looked down at the floor, expression slightly saddened. Had it upset him that you never noticed him on the same train as you?  Well, of course you idiot. Who wouldn't be upset? He laughed a bit as he looked out the train window and you tilted your head to the side in confusion. "I mean, I guess that makes sense since I'm probably overshadowed by much better looking guys." He sighed and rest his palm on his chin as he wandered through his thoughts. "That's ridiculous." You said a bit too quickly. His feline like eyes shifted towards you and you gulped a bit as you continued on. The morning sunlight shone on his form, giving him a celestial glow and your lips parted in as you gawked at him in pure awe. Your mouth moving with your mind. "Heaven is anywhere with you." His breath seized as he realized what you had spoken and you clamped your mouth shut. The train had come to a stop and you grabbed your belongings and rushed through the doors. Shit. Shit. Shit.  Had you really just fucking said that?! A far but audible, "hey!" could be heard though you didn't stop. A hand on your shoulder had given you quite a fright as your whole body tensed. Damn, you thought you had outrun him... "Hey..." He breathed out. You turned around seeing Moniwa out of breath, body slumped over as he let his arms fall to his side. "Jeez you run quick."  He straightened up with one eye squinting as he looked up at you, as the sun beat down on him.  "Aren't you part of the volleyball team?" You blurted. He chuckled. "Used to be. I'm getting out of shape. But damn, this is just ridiculous..." He mumbled the last part as he felt himself starting to regain his composure. "What you said earlier though," The blood rushed to your cheeks as you felt yourself shift uncomfortably under his gaze. "Uh, u-um--you started it with the cheesy, cute pick-up lines! And then you stopped for five days and it--damn it--was surprisingly pretty hard getting through finals week without having you send a dumb one-liner. I mean, at least I had something to look forward to."  His eyebrows raised and his mouth open ready to utter a word, though he's speechless. Had he really developed that affect on you? "But--but they were so terrible I thought I--" You nervously scratched your cheek. "Well, yeah, but I really liked them. It made sense though, why you stopped. Our finals meant a lot more than just a meaningless message a day. I'll just be going now." You finalized and began to walk toward your campus, but he caught your wrist in time and you turned to meet his gaze.  "You don't mean that." He spoke. "I don't." You replied, not bothering to hide your smile. A small pause before you spoke up again. "Let's talk about it over coffee, yeah?"

A large grin now on his face as he nodded. "I'd like that."

#moniwa kaname #hq moniwa #haikyuu moniwa #moniwa x reader #moniwa kaname x reader #hq!! x y/n #hq!! #hq!! imagines #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x you #haikyu x reader #haikyū!! #anime insert

[rare-pairhell]

headcanons for haikyuu pretty setters with y/n as their best friend 👉🏼👈🏼

Oh hell yeah!

Ok but...movie nights

Just imagine it

The amount of fun you can have with these guys!

They will also come over with ice cream when you’re sad

Some asshole: * harasses you in any way *

Your best friends: square up bitch

They try and teach you how to play volleyball

You stay up till 3am with them

You and Kenma play video games

Akaashi helps you study

When you go out with Atsumu, Suga, Semi and Oikawa it’s a Night to remember

A lot of aggressive love

Bitching with the resident salt shakers Shirabu and Yahaba

Kageyama had bought you milk

Cuddles with Kogane and Moniwa

You are the first person Semi shows his songs to

They trust you a lot

They tell you if they like someone

Be careful if you dare someone because they will be interrogated

They just want the best for you

You have problems with family?

You can stay at one of theirs

This was fun! Hope you liked it ❤️

#haikyuu hell #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #yahaba shigeru #shirabu kenjirou #sugawara koushi #oikawa tooru #atsumu miya #semi eita #kenma kozume #akaashi keiji #koganegawa kanji #moniwa kaname #x y/n #pretty setter squad #pretty setter squad headcanons

[screamin-abt-haikyuu]

You're jealous but you can't do anything because you're not dating him - Part 3

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Pairings: Aone x Fem! Reader | Yamaguchi x Fem! Reader

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Warnings: One (1) mention of death in Yamaguchi's scenario. Reader takes a painkiller.

Request: Hi! I absolutely love all of your Asahi content, and I definitely loved the 'Jealous' drabble you recently did, especially because it was about two of my favorite characters! I was curious if you would be willing to do the same prompt for Aone and / or Yamaguchi? I totally understand if not, since not everyone writes for them. But they're my two other favorite characters so I figured I would ask! Thank you either way <3

Requested by: @kitsu-writes

A/N: Thank you for 500 followers!! So happy you're all enjoying this series so much. Since Aone is such a quiet person, I wanted to respect that personality trait of his. I hope I did these characters justice. I just love both of these gentle sweethearts so much.

Aone Takanobu

As the manager of Date Tech Volleyball Club, you sometimes feel like you shouldn't have favourites among the boys. Yet, you do. You have a clear favourite and that person is Aone Takanobu.

Aone. Gentle, sweet, quiet Aone. He is always such a comforting presence to be around. It surprises you how protective and considerate he is towards you. He silences anyone who makes fun of you by glaring at them. He never lets you be the last person to leave the gym. He always stays back until you are ready to leave and walks with you until the junction where you part ways to go to your respective homes. He is not much of a talker so you're usually the one who is chittering about something or the other and he just nods his head at you as he listens. Sometimes you say something that makes him smile and that smile is so beautiful that it turns your heart to mush. Needless to say, you always try your best to say or do something just so you can see his pretty and rare smile again.

But, unfortunately for you, that is the extent of it. You cannot, for the life of you, figure out if he has feelings for you or if it is just his nature. He does not really interact with any other girl so you cannot even compare his behaviour towards other girls to know if you're special to him. However, for the time being, you are perfectly content with your interactions during practice and your walks home.

It's Halloween season and the Date Tech VBC have all decided to go to a Halloween themed carnival together. You're meeting up with the rest of the team at a meetup point from where you will all go to the venue together.

"Hey, Y/N-san!" Koganegawa waves at you with a wide-toothed smile as you approach them.

"Hey, everyone! I hope I am not late," you say waving and sprinting towards them.

"No, not at all. We're still waiting for Aone and Futakuchi and his sister," Kamasaki says.

You frown a little. Aone is late? That almost never happens.

"Oooooh, the same sister who has a crush on Aone-san?" Koganegawa pipes up.

You feel a tiny pang in your heart at his words. You've never seen Kenji's sister. All you know about her is that she is a year younger than you and goes to a different school.

"She does?" you ask him, trying to sound as casual as you can.

"Oh, yeah! You should have seen her during the study session we held at Futakuchi-senpai's place. She wouldn't stop giggling and smiling at him," Koganegawa replies.

"I think it's the height. The Futakuchis are all really tall and she goes to an all-girls school. I think she was just happy to see someone taller than her," Obara joins in, chuckling

"Don't let Futakuchi hear you all," Moniwa warns.

"I don't think he minds," Obara laughs.

It's getting harder to keep the fake smile plastered on your face.

"Ah, there they are!"

You turn around and see Futakuchi approaching the group with a girl who could only be his sister. She's almost as tall as him and her long hair is the same shade of brown as her brother. You can't help but think how cute she looks as she waves excitedly at everyone and shouts greetings, her painted lips curved up in an adorable smile.

"Ah, you must be the manager I have heard so much about. Hi! I'm Futakuchi Mei! You can call me Mei. It is nice to meet you," she says, smiling brightly at you.

"L/N Y/N," you say, smiling genuinely this time, "It is nice to meet you too."

"Sorry for the delay. This one took a long time to decide her outfit," Futakuchi says, feigning disapproval.

"Don't worry, we're still waiting on Aone."

"Speak of the devil- Aone is here," Kamasaki says and nods towards the tall figure approaching the group.

You can instantly see Aone has put extra effort into getting ready today. His hair is neater and looks like it has been set with hair gel. He is also wearing a wristband and a maroon jacket over a plain black t-shirt. You've never seen him dress up like this and you can't believe how well it suits him.

"He looks so good," Mei whispers to her brother but she's close enough for you to be able to hear.

"Behave yourself," Kenji whispers back, rolling his eyes at her.

As he reaches the group, Aone stops and starts bowing repeatedly.

"Aone! It's all right! The others just got here too! You don't have to apologize!," Moniwa interjects, panicking at how close Aone's head gets to the ground as he bows.

He finally stops and nods, the expression on his face still apologetic.

The walk to the carnival is pleasant and full of laughter and conversation. However, you're rather quiet, trying to ignore the knot that seems to be growing in your stomach as you watch Mei walk beside Aone, chatting animatedly. She is really tall and her black dress complements his outfit, making them look like one of those picture-perfect power couples you see in magazines. Aone, as usual, is simply nodding along to the conversation around him.

The sun has almost set by the time you reach the venue. Moniwa suggests going straight to the haunted house before trying other activities.

"We're right on time. It will get crowded later."

You have never really been scared of ghosts or haunted houses but you can sense how nervous some of the others are, especially Koganegawa and Mei.

You were right. As soon as the first ghost appeared, Mei screeched and Koganegawa screamed a really high pitched scream and ran ahead blindly, causing Futakuchi and the third years to run after him. Now it's just you, Aone, Obara and a very scared Mei who is refusing to move ahead. You and Obara try to encourage her and she finally starts moving a little.

Unfortunately, the second jump-scare ghost appears a little too close for comfort. Mei screams bloody murder and flings herself right onto Aone, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face in his chest, trembling with fear.

Once he recovers from his initial shock, Aone is at a loss as to what to do. He pats her shoulder awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, Aone-san. I'm really scared of these things and my brother isn't here either. Can I just hang on to you like this until we are out of this place?" she says, her eyes pleading.

Aone nods and puts his arm around her, allowing her to hold on to him comfortably as she closes her eyes and buries her face into his chest again.

You don't want to feel this way. You really don't. She is scared and she is just hugging him out of fear. You know that. So why does it feel like someone is twisting your insides with an iron claw? You just want to get out of this place as soon as possible.

After what feels like an eternity, you finally step out of the haunted house, welcoming the feeling of the cool evening air hitting your face. You had started to feel suffocated in there. Behind you, Mei is still clinging on to Aone as they step out together, him almost carrying her on one arm at this point.

Futakuchi spots them and runs over, apologizing profusely to Aone for leaving Mei behind and for him having to take care of her.

"It was no problem. She was scared," Aone finally speaks his first words of the night.

"Aone-san. Thank you so much," Mei says, bowing over and over, "Please let me make it up to you. Please let me buy you anything you want to eat as a thank you."

Aone looks awkward as he says, "There's no need-"

"Please, you have been very helpful. I won't take no for an answer. Please let me repay you," she says, still bowing repeatedly.

He finally nods. Before he can say anything, she grabs his hand and drags him away towards the stalls, leaving you behind.

You don't make an effort to catch up to them. You just watch them as you fall to the very back of the group, idly chatting with Koganegawa, hoping he will be too distracted to notice the worry on your face as he tells you about how scary the haunted house was.

As you watch, Mei says something to Aone and he nods at her and smiles. The very smile that makes your heart soar. Except, this time, it feels like it is breaking.

"Ooo Aone-san is having snacks with Mei-chan! and they also came out of the haunted house together! I knew it! I knew she liked him! Maybe he likes her back too! I wonder if they will also go on the Ferris wheel ride together?" Koganegawa whispers excitedly, voicing out every worry that is gnawing at your heart currently.

You excuse yourself at the pretext of going to the restroom and dash away, hoping to distance yourself from everyone as quickly as you can so they don't see the tears falling from your eyes.

You weren't special to him after all. All this while, it was just him being... him. Kind, sweet, protective. Like he was to Mei today. Mei, who seems so much better for him. It didn't even take too long for her to make him smile.

You splash water on your face repeatedly, trying to hide your tears and soft sobs behind it as ladies flit in and out of the restroom.

Playing carnival games, eating your favourite snacks, looking at spooky exhibitions together and finally the Ferris wheel, you'd be lying if you said you hadn't fantasized about spending this day with Aone. Even if it was just as friends.

You just want to go home now but you cannot do that without spoiling the fun for others. You just need to suck it up and pretend to enjoy yourself. You take a few deep breaths to calm yourself down and make your way back to the others.

As you come into view, Koganegawa spots you and waves at you to come over. You're afraid they will notice your bloodshot eyes straightaway so you point towards a nearby Taiyaki stall and walk towards it instead, hoping to buy some time for your eyes to return back to normal.

Taiyaki is one of your favourite foods and your mouth starts to water as you watch it being cooked, breathing in the most delicious smells wafting from it.

"You're quiet today."

You had been so distracted by the Taiyaki that you did not notice Aone walk up behind you. He looks more serious than usual.

"You're one to talk," you say with a smirk, trying to lighten the mood.

"But I'm always quiet. You're not," he says.

Why is he asking you this? How do you even reply to this?

At that moment, the shopkeeper calls you to hand you the Taiyaki you ordered, giving you a few seconds to think of your answer.

"Uhh, I mean I have been talking, maybe you just didn't notice because you were busy with other people," you say.

"But I always notice you," he says, looking straight at you.

Now you definitely don't know how to reply. Your heart soars for a second. Did he just-?

He points to his jacket, "I thought you would say something about it."

Oh. He just wanted you to compliment his jacket. You try to hide your disappointment behind a smile.

"It's really nice, the colour really suits you. I thought that the moment I saw you but didn't get a chance to say it. Also, that wristband is a really nice touch!," you say, truthfully.

He smiles, the lightest shade of pink dusting his cheeks. It makes your heart do backflips.

"Your favourite colour. I thought you'd like it," he says, looking at the jacket. His tone and expression reflect the subtlest sense of pride and victory now that you've validated his choice.

He wore it for you?!??

"I- You wore it for me?" you say, eyes wide with surprise.

He nods quietly.

"Why?"

He doesn't answer straight away. Instead, he looks at the ground and thinks for a few seconds before finally looking up at you.

"I wanted to impress you. I thought if I looked extra good today, you would say yes to a date with me," he says, his eyes never leaving yours, "But when you didn't say anything and were generally quiet the entire time, I got worried that maybe you didn't like it. Or me."

He put in all this effort to impress you? While you were crying about not being good enough for him, he was trying to make you notice him?

Your eyes well up again.

"You look absolutely amazing. But you know that you don't have to change anything for me to like you, right? You don't need to impress me. I like you just the way you are and I always have."

His expression softens into one of slight surprise and delight.

"Really? Does that mean you will go on a date with me?"

"Yes!" you say, smiling softly at him.

You take his hand in yours and lace your fingers with his. "You wanna go on that Ferris Wheel ride with me?"

He nods.

As you both walk hand-in-hand towards the ride, you glance sideways at him and see that he is smiling the biggest, most beautiful smile you have seen till now.

Yamaguchi Tadashi

When your best friend Yachi asked you to come with her to the Volleyball Club as her moral support after Kiyoko graduated, you did not expect to run into the cute boy you had seen around school but never spoken to. And that was the beginning of your friendship with Yamaguchi Tadashi, a boy who is as kind and sweet as he is good looking.

Even though Yachi does not need your moral support anymore, you still accompany her to practices almost every day. It started out as an excuse to be around Tadashi but as you interacted more and more with the other Karasuno members, you began to actually enjoy spending time with your newfound friends.

Before you knew it, you and Yachi were spending almost all of your time with him and Tsukki, occasionally joined by the other VBC members. Lunch breaks, volleyball practice, study sessions before exams, walking home together, any opportunity you get to spend time with Tadashi, you take it. He is just so caring and supportive and such a pleasant person to be around that you can't help but soak in every moment you get with him.

Of course, no one knows about your crush on him. Not even Yachi. There are a lot of reasons for this. But the main reason is that you do not want to destroy your friend group with awkwardness in case he doesn't reciprocate. Even though Tsukki might be a pain in the ass sometimes, you have grown to enjoy the company of all your Volleyball friends.

That is why you have been pretty good at not letting your feelings show till now. A fact that is about to come back to bite you in the butt as you make your way to the gym.

Nishinoya had sent you a rather confusing message this morning and you are curious to find out what he meant.

Come to the gym right after school ends. Alone. Don't tell anyone. Especially Yachi.

As ominous as the message sounded, you are pretty sure it is about something harmless.

You peek inside the gym and see that Tanaka and Nishinoya are already here. Nishinoya spots you and waves you over.

"Y/N! You got my message!"

"I did, Noya senpai. Why did you call me here?"

"It's Valentine's Day tomorrow and since you're Yachi's best friend we thought we'd ask for your help."

"Help with what?"

"Help with setting her up with Yamaguchi."

The sentence hits you like a ton of bricks.

"I- what? Do they like each other?"

"Well, we don't know about Yachi but Yamaguchi sure seems extra smiley and shy around her. Haven't you noticed? You're always with them."

"Not really...no," you say, trying to think back to your interactions. Were you that blinded by your liking for him that you didn't realize he had feelings for your best friend?

"So, will you help us?" Nishinoya's words pull you out of your thoughts.

"Uh... I'm not sure. I don't even know if Yachi likes him back. I don't think we should meddle in their business. Also, why isn't Tsukishima here? He's Tadashi's best friend, isn't he?"

"Tsukki already agreed to participate," Noya says.

"Of course he did. We came up with the perfect plan for them to spend time together without too much meddling. If they end up getting together, we'll have fulfilled our duty as the best senpai," Tanaka says, proudly.

Tsukki agreed to the plan? It must be true, then.

Tadashi likes Yachi.

This information is hitting you harder than you could have anticipated. It feels like all the air has been knocked out of your lungs.

The others are looking at you expectantly and it is taking all you have to not burst into tears right then. You need to hold out for a little longer.

"All right. I'll help you out. What's the plan?."

The plan, much to your surprise, is actually simple. You will all make plans to watch a movie (romantic, of course!) tomorrow. Then, at the last moment, everyone will come up with an excuse to not be able to attend the movie, leaving Yachi and Yamaguchi alone to watch it together. All you have to do is convince Yachi to come to the movie and then back out at the last second. Tsukki will do the same for Yamaguchi.

After bidding everyone farewell, as soon as you step out of the gym, you break into a run and you don't stop running until you're home. You run straight to your bedroom and slam the door shut.

It takes a minute for the events of the day to sink in and when they do, your knees buckle and you use the edge of your bed for support, sinking to the floor. You let yourself cry until you can't cry anymore.

He doesn't like you, he likes your best friend.

Your best friend.

Your best friend who is like a sister to you.

She is someone you know would do anything for you. And you would do anything for her too.

If Yamaguchi is an angel, so is Yachi. They're both so nice and genuine and kind and smart. Looking at it objectively, they're perfect for each other. And if it can't be you, then you can't think of a better person for Yamaguchi than Yachi.

Will you be able to see them together? Well, not unless you want to die a thousand deaths every day.

But for two of your favourite people in the world, you are ready to face even that.

You text Yachi and get her confirmation for the movie. Noya informs you of Yamaguchi's confirmation as well.

Sleep seems to have eluded you completely tonight as you toss and turn in your bed, trying to console yourself over and over again.

Maybe Yachi doesn't like him back? She certainly hasn't told you anything. But then, neither have you said anything to her about your own feelings. Although, who wouldn't like a person like Yamaguchi after knowing him so closely? Even if she doesn't like him, he likes her. Tsukki agreeing to help with the plan proves just that.

By the time it is time for you to call Yachi with an excuse of being sick, you actually do feel sick. You have a raging headache from the lack of sleep and excessive crying. It also doesn't help that every time you think of Yachi and Yamaguchi on the date, your stomach starts to do flips, threatening to throw up the measly breakfast you forced yourself to have.

Yachi gets really worried and disappointed that you can't come for the movie.

"Y/N! Are you okay? What's wrong?! Is it serious? Should I come over? Do we need to take you to the hospital??" she sounds almost hysterical and it takes you a while to console her and tell her it is just a headache and you'll go to the doctor later if it gets worse.

"But your parents would be at work! Who will take you to the doctor then? I'm coming over, we can watch the movie together some other day!" she says and it takes you another fifteen minutes to come up with a foolproof plan of taking care of yourself that cannot result in your death.

Begrudgingly, she finally agrees to go to the movie without you.

You cut the call and sigh. Your head feels like someone is hitting it with a jackhammer so you pop a painkiller and try to sleep again. Thankfully, it works this time and you finally drift off into a dreamless sleep.

You are woken up to the sound of the doorbell ringing continuously. Groaning, you get up and make your way to the front door.

"Coming- I'M COMING!" you shout as the bell keeps ringing.

You open the door and are extremely surprised to see Yamaguchi standing there, huffing and panting.

"Tadashi? What- what are you doing here?"

"I- Tsukki he- told me- They- all wrong- I-" Yamaguchi sputters in between gasps.

"You're completely out of breath! Did you run all the way here!? Come- come inside first," you say, gesturing him inside.

Yamaguchi is still babbling half-broken sentences at you as you make your way inside. You try to calm him down but he doesn't seem to hear you. You grab both his shoulders and raise your voice a little.

"Tadashi!" you say, your voice loud but tone gentle. He finally stops talking and looks at you, worry etched on his face.

"What's wrong?" you ask him calmly, looking straight into his eyes, encouraging him to speak his mind.

He swallows thickly before responding.

"I like you."

......

It is like a dam bursts and all the frustration, worry and sadness you've been storing since yesterday comes pouring out in the form of tears and loud sobs.

You feel his strong arms wrap around you and you pull him in tighter, burying your face in his chest, not caring about the way your tears are wetting his t-shirt.

He rubs circles on your back, mumbling words of comfort in your ear until you let everything out. Once you've finally calmed down, he hands you his handkerchief and you use it to wipe the remaining tears on your face before finally meeting his gaze again.

"Do you really like me?" you ask softly, scared that you heard him wrong the first time.

He nods, his brows still raised in worry for you.

"But Noya- and Tanaka senp-"

"They were wrong. It was never behaving that way for Yachi. It was always you."

"But Tsukki agreed to the plan so I thought-"

"He only agreed because he was tired of us not acting on our feelings. He thought you would say no to the plan and perhaps be motivated to confess to me. And on the off chance that you agreed to the plan, he meant to tell me the truth all along. Which he did."

"Oh," you say, relief flooding over you, "The entire reason I agreed was because he did too. It was basically like confirmation that you like Yachi- wait! speaking of Yachi, does she know? About everything? and where is she?"

"She doesn't. I wouldn't even know how to explain it to her. As soon as Tsukki told me the truth, I just ran here instead. But I called everyone involved and I might or might not have yelled at them to go to the cinema and watch the movie with her," he says, sheepishly.

You can't help but laugh at the image of Tadashi yelling at Tanaka and Noya.

"This entire thing is a giant mess," you say, smiling at him.

"Yeah, it is," he smiles and rests his forehead against yours, "I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you. Maybe if I had confessed earlier, you wouldn't have had to cry so much-"

"Hey, I didn't confess either. And I agreed to go ahead with the plan. Honestly, I'm just glad you feel the same way."

"Can't believe you were willing to go that far. You're incredible," he says.

You don't say anything. You just pull him in for a hug again and you both stay that way for a long time, just enjoying being with each other in silence.

Hope you like it! <3

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#haikyuu!! #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #aone x reader #yamaguchi x reader #tadashi x reader #tadashi yamaguchi #yamaguchi tadashi #aone takanobu #aone drabble #yamaguchi imagine #haikyuu scenarios #yamaguchi headcanons #aone headcanons #tsukishima x reader #date tech #karasuno #yachi x reader #aone hcs #tadashi fluff #aone fluff #yamaguchi angst #yamaguchi fluff #aone angst

[mimi-cee-hq]

Series and SMAUs

A Glimpse of Yellow (Suna x f!reader) - completed

Despite being Atsumu’s best friend, you barely knew his aloof and nonchalant teammate. Suna only made the occasional comment on the twins’ antics when you were around.

So when you needed a way to escape from the twins’ interrogations –including one about your longtime crush because you were definitely over him– Suna offered to walk with you after school to provide a way out. This raised a few eyebrows including yours.

Things got even stranger when the twins assumed you were dating Suna. And for some reason, he went along with it.

Who Would You Tell First? SMAU - (Yamaguchi/Kunimi/Futakuchi x f!reader) (they’re just potentials) - completed

Hinata revives an old chat, Hitoka is freaking out, and Y/n accidentally messages in the wrong group chat. They decide to go watch the Sendai Frogs play, but Y/n is hesitant to join, worried she’ll run into someone. All of this also revives her dormant love life. But will it be her other best friend, her high school old flame, or the new guy?

My Dear Kunimi (Kunimi x f!reader) - discontinued but see note

When Y/n finds out Kunimi is her lab partner, she is not happy. But despite first impressions and clashing personalities, she finds herself falling for him.

Operation Moniwa SMAU (Moniwa x f!reader) - discontinued but see note

The Dateko volleyball team doesn’t understand why their captain isn’t popular with the girls. So they try to set up Moniwa with you. But the thing is that you go to Iroha School of the Arts, the famous daughter school of the smaller Date Tech High. So what do they do? The team gets their ideas from fanfiction cliches to get you two together - and it gets kind of ridiculous. Will things really work out the way they want them to?

(slowly reorganizing my masterlist)

#suna x reader #yamaguchi x reader #kunimi x reader #futakuchi x reader #moniwa x reader

[sugawara-sweetheart]

mmm kenji would be so into degradation like nobody's business. prob a spanking kink too. those hands smack down so many balls your ass has no chance

god i love futakuchi so much hes so pretty this was so fun to write

futakuchi x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, kinda hate sex,

word count: 2.6k

futakuchi isn’t an easy man to get along with. in fact, he never has been as you clearly remembered him being the rude, jarring underclassmen to your best friend moniwa back when you were all in high school. sure, he eventually accepted his faults and apologised yet almost six years later when you’re the manager of the municipal team VC Date, you find that he’s still the same.

irritating. rude. sardonic with that smile that always makes you curl your hands into fists whenever you‘re on the receiving end of those teasing remarks. but the worst part is that no matter how much you try to loathe the obnoxious man, it’s hard to. it’s hard to look past his handsome face gritted as he slams the volleyball down, sweat glistening off his temples. it’s hard not to admire his rippling muscles, the green veis that twist along his arm but also the subtle kindness he shows to his teammates, encouraging the new setter that he’d be able to adapt to their spikes quickly and making sure one of the middle blockers is resting and eating properly when he’s ill. no matter how much you try to pretend you hate the man who gets under your skin so easily, it’s still clouded maybe with pure attraction, maybe with something more.

you suppose that’s how you end up here one night in the living room of his apartment. you can feel his eyes on you as you sit awkwardly on the couch before he finally walks over to you from his adjoined kitchen, two glasses of whisky in his hands. he hands it to you with a gruff exhale before he sits beside you, his eyes fixated on you as you avoids his gaze. you take a deep gulp of the alcohol with a burning hiss.

“so why are you here?” futakuchi sighs, raising a brow at you like he’s bored.

“i had a bad day.” you growl, rolling your eyes as he scoffs. of course, he causes that irritation to build in you again but somehow- maybe it’s the dim lighting, his casual clothes of a fitted t-shirt and shorts that reveal his muscular body, the fact there’s barely any distance with his knee almost touching yours- you can’t help the desire that burns deep in your core.

“so you came to me?” he chuckles mirthlessly, cocking his head with amused surprise. “wow, y/n, one of our rare days off practise and you just can’t keep away, huh?” it’s your turn to scoff scathingly as you turn to futakuchi, scowling at his words as he continues to look so entertained.

“oh please, don’t flatter yourself.”

“i’m not.” he smirks, leaning back against the couch with his legs spreading apart and hand coming to rest on the back of it. you can’t deny the way his pose shows off his body more, his shorts riding up to reveal his bulky thighs and his biceps and chest muscles bulging from the restrains of his t-shirt. “i’ve seen how you watch me at practise. how tight you press your thighs together. i see how you’re looking at me now.” he takes a sip of his whisky and your breath hitches in your throat as you notice the way the wet remnants of it cling to his lips. he chuckles as he leans close but much to your surprise you don’t turn away, even when his fingers grip your chin, tilting you towards him.

he’s so close you can see every speck of gold in his brown eyes, feel his hot breath lingering on your lips. “you can’t resist me, can you?” he’s right, you can’t. you fail his challenge the moment you lean forward, connecting your lips together and kissing him with your fingers coming to thread in his brown silky locks, tasting the bitterness on his lips. he kisses you back with fervour, sighing into your mouth as he pushes you back on the couch, not caring that your empty glasses clatter to the floor when he’s sliding his tongue along your bottom lip. futakuchi groans when you part them and his tongue slides in to lick against yours, his hands gliding up your body to squeeze at your tits.

“i bet if i touch you right now, you’ll be soaking.” he taunts, smirking as he pulls away from your lips to press open mouthed kisses that has you exhaling heavily.

“try it, you’ll see how you’re just flattering yourself.” you remark with a scathing laugh but futakuchi doesn’t look at all worried when his hand sneaks through the waistband of your pants. you can’t help the sheepish moan that escapes you when two of his fingers press against your panties, a smirk stretching across his face.

“you’re drenched.” your face burns with indignation, glowering at him as he continues to apply pressure, circling his fingers over your clothed clit, eliciting little sighs from you as warm pleasure begins to build.

“shut up, kenji.” you groan, eyes fluttering shut as you rest your head back but he swiftly removes his fingers. you can’t help but whine at the pleasure washing away. “what are you doing?”

“oh my bad, y/n.” he smirks, sitting back against the couch casually. “if you want me to help you out, work for it.”

you sit up with a scowl but it’s then that you notice the tent in his shorts, a small gasp escaping you. he’s so brazen about it, following your gaze to his bulge with a small nod.”of course if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. but come on, i’d love to see that clever little mouth stuffed full with my cock.” your mouth drops open with his lewd words but you can’t help the surge of arousal rushing into you, making your soaked panties even wetter as you shuffle towards futakuchi. he smiles at your obedience, his eyes softening as you kneel beside him, your hand stretching out to palm his clothed erection.

he groans at the pressure, his eyes becoming heavy-lidded before you tug down his shorts, revealing the clearer outline of his hard cock straining against the tight fabric.

“wow, it looks like you can’t resist me either.” you remark, a smirk tugging at your lips but futakuchi isn’t impressed. he grips your jaw tight, turning your face in his direction and poking his thumb through your lips.

“don’t get cheeky with me, princess.” he says darkly. you can’t help the whimper that rises when his coarse thumb presses down on your tongue, saliva pooling. “be a good little slut and suck my dick if you want to cum tonight.”

he takes his thumb from your mouth with a pop and you slide down his boxers, reaching for the warm weight of his cock in your hand. he’s long, veins stretching over his length and beads of precum leaking from the tip as he watches you heavily, eyes dark. you can feel him scrutinising every bit of you as you lower your mouth, tongue darting out to lick at the sensitive head that has him gasping.

“go on, wrap those pretty lips of yours around my dick.” he encourages. his gaze is heavy and lustful as you lock eyes with him, taking note to bat your lashes as you slide the head into your mouth, sucking gently as futakuchi groans. he’s struggling to keep his eyes open, heavy, breathy moans escaping him as you take more of his length, bobbing your head as you twist and slide your tongue around and under his cock, tracing the veins that has him gripping the edge of the couch tightly. “you look so pretty taking my cock like a dirty, little slut.” you can’t help but moan, slightly muffled by his dick in your mouth but your thighs pressed together at his lewd words. it’s almost uncomfortable with how wet you are but futakuci notices, smirking at the way you suck him harder. “are you enjoying this? enjoying being such a good little whore for me- fuck!” you gag as his hips buck up, the sensitive head of his cock hitting the back of your throat, making you both moan loudly. “you’re so filthy.”

heavy pants escape futakuchi as you continue to bob your head along his length, cheeks hollowing as you slide your tongue around him before suddenly he’s gripping you by your hair, tugging you off his cock as he pulls you into a heated kiss. it’s messy with his tongue sliding into your mouth, drool trickling down your chin as you swallow his moans and you can’t help but chuckle as you realise the reasons for his hasty movements.

“did you almost really cum that quick?” you sneer, smirking as he hisses. he suddenly grips your cheeks hard, pushing them together with stinging pain as he forces your mouth open, growling as he leans close.

“don’t fucking piss me off.” he snarls and your eyes widen as he puckers his lips, directly spitting on your drooling tongue. he looks like he’s just registered his own actions, eyes widening, but when you release that small whine as the cold globule hits your tongue his eyes harden again. “swallow.” you do as he says, feeling yourself get so much wetter as the heat rises to your cheeks with humiliation. “what do you say?”

futakuchi hisses when you don’t say anything, his teeth clenching together as he grabs you by the roots of your hair, tugging you towards him. “i said, what do you say?” the thrill of seeing the anger in him makes your core throb as you smirk and you know it’s enough to send him over the edge as he flips you around, the hand still gripping your hair pushing your head down.

“kenji!” you groan as your face is forced into the couch but futakuchi ignores your muffled moans as he kneels behind you, his other hand yanking down your shorts and panties together.

you gasp at the feeling of the cold air hitting your slick folds, your body twitching with the sensitivity as he strokes your wetness. you’re arching yourself into him when a loud crack echoes in the room and you’re gasing, writhing as pure pain sears into your asscheek.

“you’re nothing more than a dirty, slutty, little whore.” he grunts, each word punctuated with a smaller slap yet it was just as harsh, making you moan loudly. futakuchi chuckles, spreading your legs apart as you moan out his name, aware of the way your ass was red raw and burning with the pain. “you’re so wet, y/n. you must be enjoying this, but after all, you’re such a slut, i’m sure you’d enjoy anything.”

“kenji-” you break off with a sharp gasp as futakuchi gives you another hard spank.

“much better,” he smiles as he rubs the sore, red skin. “you look so much better when you’re ruined like the little cockslut you are.”

he smiles as he turns you over, taking notice of the tears glistening in your ears as he strokes your face, a surprisingly tender action compared to the harsh spanks he gave you.

“kenji, please.” you whine desperately, bucking your hips into nothing. the burning arousal in you is too much, all dignity you have washing away as you cry out for futakuchi. he watches you with amusement, lazily stroking his dick which only has you whining more.

“god, you’re being such a desperate little slut.” he sighs, spreading apart your legs to reveal your wet cunt. you yelp as he gives you a little slap on your inner thigh, the shock of pain making you jerk. “you want me to fuck you so bad, huh? you’re so desperate for my dick, i bet you’d let me take any hole, huh?”

he looks gleeful, smirking as you’re almost sobbing with the way he glides his dick along your folds, soaking his length in your wetness. “that’s why you’re dripping all over me, stupid girl.”

“kenji, please fuck me-” you break off with a scream as he sheaths his cock in you, his length stretching out your walls as you both moan together.

“fuck, your slutty cunt is so tight.” he grunts, chuckling at the way your eyes roll back at the sensation of his length dragging against your walls. he waits till he’s bottomed out with you, heavy moans escaping him before he starts to fuck you, his hip snapping against yours roughly as you cry out. “fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight, princess. but of course, this is what you’re good for.” you moan at his lewd words as he fucks you, his cock rubbing against your walls so well. the pleasure is so warm inside you, making your mind hazy with his fast thrusts, his fingers moving to rub at your clit, making you arch your chest into him. “you should be thanking me for fucking your sloppy pussy, shouldn’t you, whore?” mind clouded with lust and pleasure, you nod desperately.

“thank you, kenji- kenji, kenji!” you can only chant his name over and over again till your voice is hoarse with every thrust futakuchi gives you. it’s only when you’re too fucked out to cry anymore, instead you tongue lolling out as you drool all over yourself that the room fills with the sinful sounds of skin slapping against skin.

“such a dirty slut.” futakuchi removes one hand from gripping your thigh to slide his fingers along the saliva coating your chin, pushing his wet fingers into your mouth. immediately you moaned around them, sucking on them with your eyes heavy-lidded, the rush of pleasure too much for you to even think. “am i fucking my little cockslut too hard she can’t even think? am i making you into my dumb, little whore?” you only moan in reply, bucking your hips up into his and from the way you’re clenching tighter around him. “is my dumb, slutty girl going to cum?” you’re nodding and futakuchi slides his wet fingers from your mouth, smearing your own drool messily on your cheeks before he wraps his hand around your throat. you squeeze tighter around him, making him moan loudly before you’re convulsing, crying as he fucks you through your orgasm, his fingers cirling your clit relentlessly, ignoring the cramping in his hand. “fuck!” you’re panting when futakuchi suddenly pulls out, his twitching cock drenched in your cum, slick sounds filling the room as he pumps himself, admiring the way your wetness coats your thighs and puffy pussy, the drool over your chin and the tears leaking from your eyes before he cums, releasing all over your stomach and painting your skin with his cum.

futakuchi collapses beside you on the couch, his body pressed against yours from the limited space as you both pant together. as your high begins to fade, the shame rises in you but it’s quelled the moment futakuchi brushes your hair out of your face.

“stay here, let me go clean you up.” you don’t know what to think, just lying on the sofa with an ache beginning to build in you as you wait for him to return. when he does, he has a glass of water which he hands to you before pressing the wet cloth against your stomach, cleaning you up gently. there’s a still silence before you clear your throat.

“i’m sorry.” futakuchi frowns at you with confusion.

“for what? do you regret this?” you hesitate a little under his rounded eyes before shaking your head, the heat rising to your cheeks as you quickly look away, suddenly feeling exposed.

“no, i had a good time. but it doesn’t feel right. i’m the manager of the team and-”

“and if you were my girlfriend?” you splutter at his words, mouth dropping open but he isn’t abashed at all, his eyebrows rising questioningly. “if i take you out on a date, would you be okay with this?”

“you want to take me out on a date?” he smiles, chuckling as he leans close.

“of course.” he murmurs, pressing his lips against yours. you’d never had a kiss so soft before.

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[jinkicake]

You Call Him Daddy?!

You accidently call them ‘daddy’ in front of the team.

Futakuchi Kenji x Reader

Hanamaki Takahiro x Reader

Matsukawa Issei x Reader

Listen... I am back. Thank you anon for requesting these boys. I love them. I don’t think you all understand how much I adore Matsukawa and the rest of the third years from Seijoh. They’re literally on Ushijima level for me...  heheh (/ε＼*) I am still working on the other Karasuno boys for this prompt~~

S M U T 

WC- 2,175

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Futakuchi Kenji

Futakuchi’s loud mouth had exposed it all

You two weren’t even official yet

It was a slip of the tongue, literally

You and Futakuchi along with Moniwa and Kamasaki were among the last people still awake in the gym, the team was holding their ‘bonding sleepover’

Late at night the four of you were bored out of your minds and decided to play random games to pass the time

One of them being someone says a word and the other announces the first thing that comes to mind

Moniwa and Kamasaki bounced words back and forth to Futakuchi who simply said the first thing he thought of

"Stupid" "Kamasaki"

"Pointless" "math"

"Idiot" "Sakunami"

"Delicious" "pussy" that got him a swift smack to the head, but that didn’t stop him from sending you a cheeky grin

"Candy" "sour gummies"

"Okay i’m bored, (y/n) it’s your turn" Futakuchi pushes and you scoff before shaking your head

"No way in hell" you whisper-yell at him and Mai stirs in her sleep beside you

You and the other manager agreed to take turns sleeping and making sure no one acts up amongst the gym of boys 

Kamasaki still pushes and starts giving you words, and through your eye rolls and stubborn head shakes you end up giving in

"Food" "tonkatsu"

"Cool" "Aone"

"Hot" "summer"

"Cheese" "mouse?"

The words started coming at you faster and faster and you didn’t even have enough time to think before you said anything

"Daddy" "… Futakuchi"

You slap a hand to your mouth immediately, you felt sick with apprehension

"T-that's not what I was trying to say, I didn’t mean that-" you try to defend yourself and silence falls around the gym once more

"Damn" Mai finally wakes up, pinching your arm before she loudly laughs at the situation

"Wow" even Aone had woken up and was looking quite amused

Before you can say anything else Futakuchi gets up and wraps his hand around your wrist, he drags you out of the gym but not before sending one last wink to everyone in the gym

“Wasn’t it funny when I said that pussy was delicious?” Futakuchi grins down at you from where he rests between your legs, he continues to drag his clothed cock against your panties. You want to roll your eyes, you really do, but you can’t help but laugh.

“Yeah, it was,” You sigh in content at the feeling of the hard, velvety, tip rubbing against your clit. “I can’t believe you said daddy, what did you think I was going to say?” You stare at him angrily but the look fades just as quickly as he grinds into you once more.

“I wanted to see how much I was on your mind.” He chuckles and leans down to kiss your neck, moving his way to the valley between your breast.

“Fuck you.” You try to push his head away, but Futakuchi wraps one of his hands around your wrist and brings it back down next to your head.

“Damn what a filthy attitude you have, let daddy fuck it out of you.” Futakuchi pulls your legs over his thighs, before pulling your panties to the side and pulling himself out of his shorts, he buries himself to the hilt inside of you in one stroke. “Shit, baby.”

You can only gasp for air at the sensation, his slender cock pressed so deeply inside of you that you nearly come undone at the feeling of it. You almost close your eyes until you feel him slap your breast.

“Come on baby, don’t fall apart yet.” He sneers condescendingly, lightly hitting the mound just to watch it move underneath him. Each hit makes you cry out and your back arches off the ground when he tightly pinches your nipple between his fingers. “Awe where did my attitude-filled baby go? Hmm?”

“Daddy, daddy-“ Your mouth fills with appreciative moans while his tongue soothes over any of the red marks littering your chest.

“That’s it, scream for daddy."

Hanamaki Takahiro

It was during their summer training camp

You couldn’t keep your hands off Makki, he couldn’t keep his hands off you

It’s not your fault, really, not when he practices with his shirt off and his gym shorts hanging low on his hips

You think you may have dripped onto the floor as you stared at him all day long

The gym was too hot, you were waiting for him for too long

One thing led to another…

And it was super late at night and you were going to suck him off in the storage closet

Listen, Makki loves your daddy kink almost as much as you do

He calls himself daddy just to get a reaction from you

But you know he also loves it himself

“Makki come on,” you whine and scratch at his chest, making sure to leave a mark “please let me take care of you”

“Babe, you’re that fucking horny?” Makki laughs as your hands dip into his shorts, directly fondling the budge with your hand “you want daddy’s cock?”

You freeze at this, staring at your boyfriend wide-eyed as your hand ghosts over his cock

“Makki what the fuck, you’re so loud, you want your dumbass friends to hear?!” You screech lowly and reach out to pinch his hip

“Aren’t you into that shit?” He asks cockily and you purse your lips as you glare up at him

“No idiot, if they find out, they won’t let me live it down!” You screech and Makki smooths your hair with his hand

“Alright baby, I’m sorry.” He apologizes before kissing your temple, “you're just so fucking sexy, forgive me for wanting to brag about you”

You feel your anger simmering away and you reach back to into his shorts, gently pumping his length and using his precum as a lubricant, the only sound in the small room are Makki’s low pants

“Honestly Makki, sometimes I want to suck you off in front of everyone” You confess and your boyfriend’s eyes widen at your words “I want them to see how weak you get for me, how special I can treat you, daddy”

Your voice goes low when you whisper the pet nickname and start to you kiss up to his neck, biting down on his sensitive areas

And as quiet as the two of you thought you were, it did not prevent Oikawa and Iwaizumi from banging on the storage doors and telling you perverts to ‘wrap it before you tap it’ and warnings of ‘no condom, no entry’

You nearly cry as you hear Matsukawa faking moans and Oikawa crying out for ‘daddy’

Makki simply holds you in his arms and kicks at the door, telling the fuckers to go back to sleep

You lean your head against your boyfriend's chest, his cock throbs inside of you as you spew moans left and right.

“Oh daddy, please move please.” You beg desperately and Makki only pulls your legs farther apart, watching you mewl at the stretch.

“My little cock slut wants me to move? Now you want daddy’s cock?” One of his hands on your hip moves down to fondle your inner thigh and his breath hitches when you squeeze around him. You cry out when his hand slaps against your thigh, moving into a pattern of massaging the stinging area before leaving another harsh slap. “Now why would I do that, when I’m having so much fun right here?”

You whine at his teasing movements, reaching up to grab your breasts with your hands and pinch your nipples between your fingers.

“Fuck, you’re so hot you know that?” Makki reminds you, slowly thrusting up into you before pulling out halfway just to do it again. “Keep playing with yourself pretty girl, show daddy how desperate you are.” He grins against your neck, biting down on your skin before running his tongue over to smooth the area. “God, I just want to cum inside of you, want daddy’s cum to drip out your precious little cunt?”

His words make your eyes squeeze shut and your hands falter, but another one of his slaps to your inner thigh makes you open them up right away.

“Don’t you know better baby? Maybe I’ll have to remind you.”

Matsukawa Issei

It really was your own fault for calling Matsukawa ‘daddy’ in front of a majority of the team

In your defense, it was hot and sticky and you were unbelievably horny and he was too good looking and too much for you to handle-

It was after a game and he wanted to hang out with his friends, but you wanted different

You turned into a brat who only wanted one thing : attention

And that was the one thing Matsukawa wasn’t giving you

He knew how worked up you were, he loved to see you so spun up just so he can unwind you for hours later

You can’t wait for later and start to eagerly run your hands under his jersey and caress the smooth skin

You change from simply running your fingers along his back to dragging your nails all the way down to the waistband of his shorts

That sparked a reaction, a subtle one, unnoticeable to anyone else

Or at least that’s what you thought

“Just grab his dick would you (Y/N)?” Hanamaki laughs and his eyes pinch together as he notices your hands

You let out an audible ‘okay’ before moving your hand to the front of your boyfriend’s shorts but Matsukawa grabs your wrist before you can get any further

All you wanted was to push him so the two of you could leave, so you could feel his bare chest pressed against yours

Seriously, it wasn’t your fault that your boyfriend is hot as shit and his uniform clings to all the right places during a match

“Please Issei, I need you” You quietly moan, resting your forehead against his back

Matsukawa only continues to drown out your cries with Oikawa’s persistent bashing of the other team

You bite the inside of your cheek, currently flustered over your thighs clenching together and the feeling of being so empty

“(Y/N) you good?” Hanamaki glances at you, curiosity pulling his eyebrows together

“Fine” you push back through grit teeth, your hand fisting your boyfriend’s jersey, but then you realized an instant way to turn him on “actually, no, daddy lets go I want to go”

You stubbornly tug on his jersey and you can’t hide from the disgust on Oikawa’s face and the shock on Iwaizumi’s

“(Y/N) did not just call you daddy, Mattsun, no” Oikawa refuses and puts his hand up to shield his innocent eyes “please take care of your horny deviant”

“Iwaizumi take care of yours” Matsukawa sends his friend a pointed look and Oikawa tries to splutter an insult

You nearly moan in relief when your boyfriend apologizes to his friends and then drags you to the locker room, you cannot keep the happiness off your face

“They’re going to fuck in the locker room” Hanamaki confirms and can’t stop the laughter that spills from his lips “at least its the girl's locker room” and when he turns to his other two friends he finds them gone “oh, fuck”

And at that moment, with a heavy heart, Hanamaki realizes just how single he is

“I-Issei.” You moan loudly as your boyfriend’s hips continue to meet your ass, smacking against the other roughly as the sound echoes throughout the room. His hand fists your hair around his wrist and he pulls harshly, causing your back to arch as you hold onto the locker desperately. “Fuck, daddy.”

You can feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as he continues to pound into you, hitting that sweet spot over and over again. The moment you feel his hand smack your ass, you almost eat dirt. Had his arm not been wrapped around your waist, you would have been too far gone to notice your grip lessening on the locker.

“Babygirl, be careful.” He warns, smacking your ass once more. His breath is hot against your ear and you clench around him tightly at the feeling of your skin on fire. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“Harder daddy, harder.” You beg and you nearly cum when you feel his thick fingers start to rub your clit.

“Harder? Is this not rough enough for my little slut?” He taunts, smacking your ass once more, pinching your clit between his fingertips. You lose yourself before you even notice, you clench so tightly around him as liquid pools between your inner thighs.

“Daddy~” You moan softly as you fall from your high and Matsukawa continues to rub your clit, thrusting slowly inside of you. His grunts make you feel as if you’re are on fire and you grind back against him despite the sensitivity you’re facing.

“So you want to cum without me? Fine baby, let’s see how many times you can cum, I’m going to fucking break you.”

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[charlthotte]

Breaking Through the Iron Wall - Aone Takanobu x Reader

Chapter 14

Rising on the cool Tuesday morning, I couldn't curtail a sense of joyous anticipation, as that very day I would leave for our practice match in Tokyo. However, as I scanned over the contents of my overnight bag - a tiny sliver of timorousness crept inside my mind: I simply couldn't help thinking of the worst. What if Shiro would leave us while we were away? Relentlessly, I tried to shrink those thoughts to the back of my head - but only to a slight avail, as that thought lingered, latched onto my fibres of being.

Capering down the stairs, I was greeted by the warm smile of my pyjama-clad father. Obviously, he had only recently arisen from the depths of slumber - his hair ruffled by the happenings of the night - his glasses laying skewed upon the bridge of his nose. "Hey, kiddo!" He spoke joyously, holding his arms out wide, "How are we feeling today?"

A humble meal stood on the table in front of me, a simple breakfast - nothing more. "Morning, Dad. I think I'm okay, a bit nervous at that"

"Don't be nervous! You get to spend a whole night in Tokyo of all places!" He hesitated, taking in my anxious aura, "I'm sure everything will go along just beautifully, be hopeful, kiddo." Smiling goofily, he bounded towards me - wrapping my body in an over-zealous bear hug - almost throttling me.

Sighing, I replied, "I'll try, thanks Dad"

We ate breakfast, chatting nonchalantly until I had no choice but to depart. Bidding me a heartfelt goodbye, hugging me until I was close to imploding. As I walked away, my luggage on tow - he waved and hollered feverishly, a stream of 'Goodbyes' and "I love yous' cascading from between his lips. I laughed at his antics, equalling his words but in a less incandescent manner. Even if the trip would only span one night, I'd still miss him nonetheless.

Upon arriving at the train station, little time passed before my train cruised along the tracks before me - and per usual - Takanobu was situated in his usual seat, seeming much more tranquil compared to the prior day. No longer was his face as troubled, yet it still harnessed an essence of anxiousness - but for an understandable reason. Neither of us felt the need to greet each other - simply acknowledging the other's presence as we always did. However, as we departed the carriage in tandem - a certain somebody laid his grievances bare, "(Y/N), do you think Shiro will be okay?"

"I hope he will be, but I can't really say much more."

"Can you be sure?" With saying that, his voice broke slightly - only highlighting his demeanour of worry.

Sighing, I paused, unsure of how to answer what he had asked, "Truthfully, we can't be sure. We have to hope for the best - nothing more, nothing less." Hopeless words, they were - but I couldn't offer him anything more.

"Okay..." He let out a shaky, breathless laugh, "I'll try. Thanks, (Y/N)."

"Don't mention it, it's not something worthy of thanks." And with that, he didn't care to speak afterwards - letting both of us fall into a revelling pit of gaucheness. Even during classes and breaks, that silence carried on until the coach journey to Tokyo as school ended. Somehow, even Futakuchi managed to not break a word.

The drive was to take a gruelling four hours of doing hardly anything. Occasionally, I would give directions to Coach Oiwake, the rest of my time being occupied by a book, as always. That was, until I felt a sudden jolt ricochet through the back of my seat - which of course, was gifted graciously by the grimace sat behind me. "Your Majestyyyyy, how long until we get thereeee?"` Futakuchi whined like a little kid, pursing out his bottom lip - mimicking a needy baby.

Behind me, sat Futakuchi and Takanobu - the prior jesting his usual jests and the latter; gazing out of the window, his eyes travelling along the road - occasionally latching onto a building or animal in the background. "Just under two and a half hours. That's if there aren't any mishaps."

"Well that sucks, I guess I'll just take a nap, then." He declared, reclining in his seat - letting his legs fall underneath my chair. Immediately, he kicked his head backwards, clamping his eyes shut, "So don't be too rowdy, you two." Falling silent after his sarcastic articulation. Feeling no apparent need to reply to him, I buried my senses back into my book, wishing for the ride to terminate.

Hardly any time had passed before the faint sounds of Futakuchi snoring rang out through the faint buzz of the team's chatter. However, little after that - a scheming Kamasaki crept up behind his chair - his eyes twinkling with devilish delight. The Machiavellian jumped from where he stood, severely startling the slumbering teen. That was when the environment gained an intense ambiance of chaos. Futakuchi screaming a slew of obscenities at his attacker, the latter defending himself relentlessly, explaining how the whole ordeal was simply a bit of friendly banter. Every other member of the team - in some way - was trying to make the conflict die down. However, with one single glance from Takanobu - Futakuchi immediately curtailed his fighting spirit - becoming a dog with its tail tucked between its legs.

"Now... Everyone leave me alone. Please and thank you" He declared curtly, a scorn scowl taking residence upon his face.

Not a single objection was made to that statement, everyone staying silent in trepidation of catalysing another ruckus. The situation pretty much stayed like that for the rest of the drive there - except from the odd 'Shut up' coming from Futakuchi's mouth. Yet, it was still far from peaceful - the constant murmur of voices in the background, distracting me from my novel.

As we arrived at our accommodation for the night, I could sense the team's excitement rising - even if the practice match was early in the next morning. Even the grimace's cocky exterior had shifted and let a ray of giddiness outwards. A rare sight to say the least.

Most of the team rushed into the inn, not paying attention to their rowdiness that was highly apparent to every person passing by. Their escapades were swiftly ushered away by a sighing Moniwa, commanding them to calm their turbulence.

The scene surrounding me was purely picturesque, it certainly wasn't something that you would expect from being in a mostly modern region of Tokyo. A serene, little river trickled down the side of the narrow road - endowed with numerous water lilies of various hues of white and pink. The water flowing through it was rather dark, yet somehow comforting - as you couldn't see just how deep you were falling in. Standing sturdily over the stream, was a bridge - made of many differing stones - each one a different shape, colour and consistency to the next. Adorning the river's surroundings - were flora and foliage - offering a natural touch to its metropolitan environment. I could have sat, gazing at that sight for hours on end; something about it felt weirdly nostalgic and comforting - as if it held some sort of importance to me.

However, that could never be the case, as I followed the rest of the team into our rooms. Being the manager, I had the privilege of having a room to myself, as sharing a room with any member of the team would have surely been catastrophic. 

At that time, the mid-evening sky had begun to grow a relaxing shade of scarlet - wispy clouds floating through it. There was no apparent need for food, seeing as though everyone had eaten on the drive there - so I laid on my futon, a book in hand. Dappled light shone through the window panes - casting light in peculiar patterns across the floor. Shadows swam across the walls, twirling along with the wind. Perhaps Tokyo wasn't going to be that bad after all...

A sudden knock on the door echoed through the room, "Come in." I said reflexively. The hinges creaked shrilly, as the unknown figure made its way passed the doorway. My instincts told me that Takanobu would be standing there - but alas, it was the fawn-haired Futakuchi, wearing a padded, navy jacket and a grey scarf draped around his neck.

"So, (Y/N). Aone and I were wondering if you'd like to go on a little stroll with us? And, don't worry - Coach Oiwake already said we were okay to do so." Futakuchi asked, seemingly out of his little tantrum from earlier.

Taken aback, I stood up from my futon, smoothing down my clothes, "Oh... Uh, Sure - I guess." Hurling on my coat and shoes as I exited the room. It seemed strange that Futakuchi was asking me to do such a thing - especially since he called me by my name, instead of some stupid nickname - after all, he had never expressed interest in socialising normally with me.

Briefly, I made eye contact with Takanobu, only for him to avert his gaze instantly - a nervous disposition on his face, as he looked down to the floor - his hands fiddling with something inside his pockets.

Sensing the awkward air, Futakuchi attempted to start a conversation, "Where do you guys want to go? I was thinking of following that river to see where it goes, is that fine with you two?"

Neither of us offered any opposition to his suggestion, Takanobu only nodded - while I hummed a little sound of affirmation. I didn't have anything better to do. It didn't take long before Futakuchi started talking about the most random things - trying not to be awkward himself, "Sooooooo, (Y/N), how different is Miyagi to Hokkaido?"

"Well, the different dialects were strange at first. But it is nice not seeing snow all the time, life near the Kitami mountains wasn't exactly... Perfect."

Awkwardly laughing, Futakuchi carried on with the small talk, as if he was trying to stall, "I guess so. Why did you move here though?"

"My mother had a promotion, and that meant that we had to move here." I replied, nonchalantly - perplexed by his sudden 'interest' in my life. And for the next half hour or so, he kept asking questions - some generic and some bizarre. It was slightly obvious that he didn't really care about my answers but instead, only used them as a method of delaying something. As that happened, Takanobu sauntered beside us - never uttering a word, but still fiddling with whatever object he was hiding inside of his pockets.

Abruptly, Futakuchi stopped dead in his tracks - as we had somehow arrived back at the bridge from before. The evening sky illuminated the water perfectly - as the waning sunlight hit each droplet of the river, it reflected back into my eyes. It almost sparkled. Each lily bobbed up and down in a majestic rhythm, acting as the river's heartbeat.

"Now, you two - I'll be heading back - so don't do anything stupid while I'm gone." The fawn-haired teen acquiesced, his usual aura becoming rather apparent. Smirking back to Takanobu and I while strolling back into the inn. 

As soon as Futakuchi disappeared behind the inn's doors, I felt a timid tap at my shoulder. Turning around, I was met with an equally timid Takanobu. He drew his hand out from his pocket, holding a flower - specifically a hydrangea. A flower that was used to show someone's gratitude for being understood by another. The flower's complexity would mirror that of the person giving it - and how the recipient learned to accept and understand that complexity, and maybe love them for it.

Immediately, Takanobu's face flushed over with a crimson wash - seemingly embarrassed by the gesture. But, I couldn't help but smile at the fact that he took the time to research into my interests, and use that knowledge to express the way he was feeling. To put it simply, I found it cute - adorable actually - the way that the man with the stoic and intimidating aura would appear so vulnerable in front of me. The inside of me was screaming with joy, that I tried my best to contain.

I held my right hand out to him, to indicate that I accepted his gesture - and as I took the flower from his, our hands brushed - only for an instant. His skin felt warm and clammy - as if his nervousness was running through his entire body.

 Through a bright smile, I began to speak, "Thank you, Takanobu. I'm happy that you can feel that way with me." A single tear of joy began to prick at my eye. Taking notice of that, Takanobu's arms scooped me into a comforting hug - without a single word.

Never before had I felt so unapologetically cheery. He was the first person to make me feel that way...

#aone #aone takanobu #aone x reader #aone takanobu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader

[wantaichi]

back of the bar

futakuchi kenji x reader

nsfw warning: sorta drunk sex, public sex ✦ wc: 1.5k ✦ see: nsfw collection

---- Not enough.

“Hey, you plan on getting shitfaced before the party starts?”

Not. Enough.

You’re still holding back, still too conscious. Still in the realm of sobriety. 

You down two shots of tequila, making a face as the burn settles in your throat. Cheers and claps erupt all around you, and the adrenaline kicks in.

The crowd is a mix of friends from high school and some familiar faces from the volleyball team Nametsu used to manage. 

Is he watching?

Despite the buzz building in your head, you try and seek out a distinct pair of eyes. The daunting ones that made you look away whenever you’re caught staring. But there’s a certain gravity to them that pulled you back in, and you wanted so badly to be pulled in without restraint.

That’s what alcohol is for, you think.

“Alright everyone! Birthday countdown!” 

Everyone shifts their attention to Nametsu who’s sitting on the bar counter, a sloshed grin on her face as she aims the confetti bomb towards the ceiling.

The countdown starts with ten, then nine.. eight! seven!

You see him counting too, sitting on the long table like he owns the whole place, hyping up the crowd with mirth.

..when his eyes meet yours. 

three! two! one!

And he winks.

pop!

“HAPPY BIRTHDAAAY, NAMETSUUU!”

“Crowd surf! Crowd surf!”

“Shut up, Futakuchi!”

The entire room is obscured in glitter and metallic colors raining from the ceiling, painting the bar with a surreal festivity. Cheers and whistles breathe life to the scene.

Your field of vision is shrouded in color, and you’re not sure if it’s from the confetti.

---- Alcohol practically ran through your veins with how much you've consumed, your intention of getting close to Futakuchi long forgotten and replaced with dancing ‘til your feet give out. And at one point, give out they did.

From the spot you had rightfully — drunkenly — claimed as yours, a round booth in a poorly-lit corner of the bar, you muse blankly at the strobe lights, almost seizure-inducing but hypnotic when accompanied by music.

“Been waiting long?” 

Slumped on the couch, only your head turns to the voice. Futakuchi has his head tilted, wearing that smug expression. He’s nursing a bottle in one hand, two shot glasses in the other.

It just might be your inebriety,  but you find yourself chuckling at his sudden presence. “Long enough, Futaku—”

“Just Kenji.”

“Kenji..” You like the way his name rolls on your tongue.

“Mm, y/n right?” You nod, and your dreamy eyes are glued to his face as he slips into the booth, and settles beside you.

It’s the first time you see him up close and get the chance to admire his features. 

Yup, just as pretty as he is from afar.

The man had been making rounds, coercing every person—friend and acquaintance—into taking a shot. It took him forever to reach you that you’d forgotten all about him.

He pours both of you a shot until the glasses are more than half filled. 

“Just saving the best for last.. Cheers?”

Facing each other, you clink glasses, the impact spilling some on your clothes. He watches you empty your glass, eyes filled with an intensity that you don’t seem to notice.

The burning sensation you anticipate in your throat doesn’t come. Or maybe it does, but something more intense begins to burn when an arm snakes around your waist.

“How long did I keep you waiting?”

You shudder at his warm breath on your skin and the way his fingers are lingering on your thigh. 

“Only the entire night,” you say, feeling the liquid courage kick in, “Will you make up for it?”

“I plan to.”

His lips are on yours before you realize it, soft and hot against you. Your head is spinning, whether from the alcohol or the kiss, you’re not sure, but you comb your fingers through his soft tresses, grabbing fistfuls to convince yourself this is actually happening.

His touch glides up from your thigh up to your backside, groping and feeling your shapely ass through your skin-tight dress.

One long steamy kiss later, you’re unlatching from him, the strained look on your face making him worry that he might have crossed the line too early. But the thought is quick to dispel itself when you grab his hand and guide him under your dress and onto the dampness between your legs. 

A breathy chuckle escapes him, and then he’s touching you and rubbing his fingers against your warmth. “Impatient much?”

“I’ve been nothing but patient the entire night.” 

You lean forward, and your tongue is tracing the seam of his lips, coaxing it to open for you. 

“Right, my bad,” he breathes over your mouth. His fingers are rubbing you through your panties, moving in circles and feeling you get wetter, stickier after each passing second. The overwhelming pleasure makes you break away from the kiss and breathe shakily into his ear.

He cranes his neck to peek at your flushed face, at the whimpering mess you’ve become, and finds himself getting more aroused.

His touch abandons your core, eliciting a soft whine from you. But the next thing you know, he’s lifting you onto his lap so that you’re straddling him, knees folding on either side.

The change in position is disorienting, and the lack of control over your body isn’t helping. But as soon as you feel a rock hard pressure between your legs, your hips begin moving on their own, grinding needily against it and making Futakuchi curse under his breath.

He leans in, sucking on your neck while fingering the stringy straps of your dress, tugging them down languidly. His lips leave a trail of wet kisses down your throat, travelling dangerously low the more he tries to undress you.

“Kenji, someone might..” 

Before you could even turn around, a jacket was already coming up behind you and cloaking your entire backside.

“No one will see, don’t worry,” he whispers. 

Not really assured by his own words, he peeks over your shoulder. Whether it’s due to poor lighting or everyone’s hammered state, he deems it safe to continue.

You smile before crashing your lips onto his, tongue lapping out to taste him. “Then...can I..”

“What is it, baby?”

He gets his answer when your hands glide down his firm torso and onto the buckle of his belt. Grinning as he realizes where this is headed, he hooks his fingers on the hem of your dress and tugs at it. 

“You wanna fuck me right here?” 

His hot breath sends a shiver all the way to your core, turning your fingers to jelly while you fumble on his belt. Futakuchi laughs softly at your little struggle and relieves you of it, undoing his pants to free his throbbing member.

Not a second goes to waste when you align your moist cunt atop him, breathing heavily at the contact while you slowly descend all the way to the bottom until he’s fully inside you. He digs his fingers into your hips, his dark lidded eyes seeking yours out. 

You start moving, riding up and down his shaft and moaning his name in a soft chant. It becomes harder for you to sense if someone’s approaching, but it’s even harder to give a fuck when your minds are swimming in alcohol and the sweet promise of release. 

Both of you share a desperate kiss, biting and licking and moaning in between. “Shit, keep going, y/n..” 

With the jacket concealing your backside, Futakuchi slips your dress further off you and drinks in the sight of your bare breasts. He thrust his hips in time with yours, the zapping heat in your core becoming unbearable and making you desperate for release.

The cacophony of club music and raw singing is drowned out by the hammering of your heart and Futakuchi’s boyish moans, enough to bring you on the edge of sanity.

“Kenji.. I’m gonna..” You feel your toes curl and your cunt squeeze tight around him, drawing out a string of curses from the boy.

“Fuck yeah baby, cum on my cock, please..”

The tension between your legs subsides as you find your release and collapse into his chest, panting heavily. He doesn’t release you from his hold, dragging out the high by continuing to thrust inside you in a languorous pace until he comes to a stop. For a while, you savor the sound of each other’s breathing, and Futakuchi continues to bask in the comfort of your walls.

He’s alerted by a slight movement from the corner of his eye, and sees Moniwa stop in his tracks, horror and distress written all over his face as he stares at the two figures in the compromising position. 

Futakuchi flicks his wrist in a shooing motion, and the former captain willingly turns on his heel to leave.

“Someone saw?” you ask.

“Nah,” he deadpans, pulling your straps back up onto your shoulders, “Say, wanna ditch? Kinda craving some fast food right now.”

You giggle and plant a soft kiss on the boy’s cheek before climbing off him. 

“What’s your escape plan?” ——

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[pineapplekween]

Please, notice my love

wc: 1421

pairing: Moniwa x reader

Possible angst

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It hurt.

Your soul was bleeding

Your heart longing for his love more and more each day.

Longing for affection and all those sweet words that were like drug for your already dying heart.

Pathetic.

The only thing that felt still alive within you were those damn flowers which reminded you how beautiful yet how painful your love was.

The flowers that kept on blooming even though you felt like decaying.

"Y/L-chan" You felt hand on your shoulder as you were brought back to reality from your thoughts. Pair of black cat-like eyes focused on you. "Are you okay? You seem a little pale." The black haired man in front of you stated.

 Even as he frowned you couldn't help but notice how beautiful he was. His face seemed to glow, reflecting his inner light. Long eyelashes casted shadows on his cheeks. Moniwa Kaname was really beautiful man.

"Yeah, I-i'm fine."

You stuttered with difficulty as you tried to swallow remains of flower petals in your throat.

"Are you sure?" He brought his other hand to your forehead. "You seem a bit feverish. You don't have to come to practice if you feel sick, don't force yourself."

The care in his gestures and worry in his voice  caused flutter of butterflies in your stomach to go crazy. If you looked pale before now surely you were as red as fresh strawberries.

" I'm good, Moniwa-senpai." You said in quiet, calm voice. Those who didn't know you well might have said that you sounded tired. But Moniwa knew you better. He knew there was something bothering you. Something you wouldn't tell him. Unfortunately, he also knew you were too stubborn to tell him your worries. "Let's head to practice, shall we?"

You smiled at him brightly and started walking towards locker rooms.

You were club's manager after all and you didn't want to skip practice. Not even when you felt sick. 

And you felt sick from the moment you met Kaname Moniwa.

Since the moment you fell in love with him.

You can't tell the exact moment when it happened or exact reason why. It just did.

Maybe it was because of the way he smiled.

Because of the way he always encouraged his teammates to work harder.

Or how he always boosted their confidence after lost match.

Maybe it was because of all the nice words he said to you, all those hand brushes and how he always looked after you.

Maybe it was his soft smile.

 You swallowed with difficulty, feeling another wave of flowers coming up your throat.

  You knew Moniwa since your first year of middle school, he was second-year. Just year older than you.

At first he was just your senpai who you met when you decided to join volleyball club as managers with your friend.

With time passing he became your teammate. Your friend. And your crush.  Since the time you met you've grown really close and even though many saw how helplessly you fell for him, he didn't. For him you were just friend.

Friend.

 That word caused stems of flowers to tighten around your heart.

You felt sudden wave of petals coming up and you rushed to bathroom stall. You didn't even closed the door behind you as you fell to your knees and vomited violently.

Little white flowers covered in blood and saliva spurted out of your mouth. Those pesky little things that fed on your life force like parasite.

 They weren't big so coughing them up never was really painful. It was their stems that caused you to cry from pain. Growing tightly around your lungs and other organs, soon caging your heart.

 Clove lip- as you learned from your local florist- was the plant. Small flowers were easy to miss among other plants when you looked for them in flower shop. They were shy among their companions but always looked cheerful.

 Such a cruel joke how they reminded you of your lover because just like timid Moniwa, who even though never been the one to steal the spotlight, always had all your attention. No matter if it was during practices, matches or when it was just two of you. He was always on your mind.

 You splashed your face with cold water and rinsed your mouth before heading to the gym.

 "Y/L!" Futakuchi exclaimed as he grabbed your arm and lead you towards other players. "We need your opinion about Koganegawa." He said quiet enough for mentioned player to not hear.

 "Well, I think he has a lot potential." You started sheepishly. "He just...lacks experience." You felt five pairs of eyes on you. "He still needs to work on his block and doesn't know his own strength." You blurted out.

 "See? He won't be ready for next tournament." Futakuchi stated. "Which means it'll be best if you stay until very last match." He eyed third years. Aone only nodded in agreement.

 "Wait, do you think about retirement?" You fixed your eyes on Moniwa. The other third years avoided your gaze, leaving it to their captain to answer.

 "We'll play in the next tournament. And in the next matches when we win." He lowered his gaze. "But this will be our last tournament."

 "Oh." You started playing with your bracelet. "I understand. You need to focus on your future plans."

 "Hey." Moniwa grabbed your hands and you looked up at him. You felt blush spreading on your face and butterflies in your stomach.

 No. Not butterflies.

 Flowers.

"It's not like it's our last match." He smiled reassuringly and squeezed your hands. "We will go to nationals. We'll show everyone that no one can get through our iron wall."

 "We will." You squeezed his hands back.

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 *Date Tech lost to Karasuno.

Third years were retiring. *

 Thoughts were running through your head as you wanted to stand up and run to your team. To Moniwa.

To cheer him up and assure him that they did their best. That it wasn't his fault.

 But you couldn't.

 Your legs felt weak as you could only watch members of your team break down in tears.

 That heartbreaking scene kept on replaying in your mind even week after loss.

Since that day you felt that even flowers within you slowly decayed due to seeing Moniwa so upset, so devastated.

 You could see his inner light to fade and it broke your heart.

 „Y/L-chan?”

 Ah, you let yourself drift away in your thoughts again. But could you blame yourself? Scenery seemed so nostalgic and romantic it was hard not to get lost in fantasies.

 You were in the park. The same in which you promised each other you would go to nationals together, as a team. Fact that now instead of preparing for your first match at nationals you were here, swinging on old swing set was hard to swallow pill. It was reality that you didn’t wish for Moniwa to find himself in.

 You focused on him, letting all your worries fade. Setting sun was soflty falling on his delicate features.

 „I’m sorry, I got lost in thoughts. Can you repeat?” You smiled at him ignoring all your concerns.

 „It’s okay.” He smiled reassuringly. His eyes were fixed on your face. His next words hit you like train. „I just wanted to let you know…I noticed. Flowers in your hair. How you always run so suddenly and then come back with hoarse voice. I know about your hanahaki.”

 You could feel your heart drop to your stomach. Stems tightened around your lungs and flowers gathered in your throat.

 „O-oh…”

„I just…need to ask-” You looked at your shoes, unable to face him. „ who is sit? Who can’t see your love?”

 „I-” You played with your bracelet. „…it’s you.”

  Flowers filled your throat and mouth and you were ready for another wave of vomit but then warm hand reached to interlace fingers with yours.

 Your eyes widened as you looked at him. With his other hand he wiped off your tears before cupping your face. His eyes were sparkling when he looked at you.

„May I?” You only nodded uncertain what he was about to do. He smiled before leaning in to close gap dividing the two of you. „I don’t need nationals as long as you’re by my side.”

 He kissed you in the park where you first realised you were in love with him.

 He kissed in as the sun settled down and you finally could feel flowers to let go.

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[therainroguefanfiction]

🏐 Dislike; Takanobu Aone (Sportember #021)

📑 Table of Contents | ⚾ Challenge Post

Genre: School, Fluff, Slice of Life

Word Count: 2,466

Pairing: Reader x Aone

World: Haikyuu!!

Prompt: “I dislike sports.”

Sport: Volleyball

Author’s Note: This is my first time writing for Date Tech so I have no idea if I got their personalities right but hopefully it’s okay! ^~^)/

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The first time Aone ever saw you was when you appeared at their volleyball practice one afternoon, searching for the timid captain, Moniwa. While you appeared attractive to him, he didn’t pay you much mind, far more invested in volleyball than dating. Still, you were intriguing to him, often keeping to yourself or speaking with the captain.

After seeing you that first afternoon, he started to notice you more around the school, even seeing you a couple of times on your way home. And for some reason, he found himself watching you more than he was willing to admit, observing the way you interacted with the world around you and how you avoided the people because they annoyed you. It wasn’t long before he had learned all of your ticks and habits.

You only came to practice a hand full of times and even then, you rarely interacted with the other members of the team, though you didn’t ignore them if they spoke to you, which they rarely did simply because they had no reason to. Aone, on the other hand, really did want to speak to you, to get to know you better, but he was far too shy to attempt it. What would he even say?

Futakuchi was the only one that noticed the longing glances he sent your way on those rare occasions that you joined them. He tried to convince the larger male to just say hi to you, but he refused, going back to practice while trying to act as if he weren’t sneaking glances at you. He knew that once the third years left the team to focus on their studies, you would stop coming around, as well, so he decided to fix this.

“Hey, captain?” Futakuchi approached the shorter male, his hand on his hip.

“What is it?” Moniwa tilted his head curiously.

“Can you ask Y/N-senpai to come to practice tomorrow?”

“Eh? What for?”

“I’d like to get to know them,” he responded with a bright smile, hands held behind his back. “They seem really cool.”

“Hm, I doubt they’ll agree, but I’ll certainly ask,” the captain returned the smile.

“Thank you~”

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“Hah? Why would I do that?” You questioned before stuffing some rice into your mouth, staring lazily at your childhood friend.

Moniwa was sitting at the side of your desk with his lunch in front of him. “Because I’m your friend and you love me?” He pouted, poking your hand with his chopsticks. “You’ve been before.”

“That doesn’t make it any less boring,” you rolled your eyes. “I only ever attend practice when your mom comes to pick you up.”

“And here I thought you came to watch me because you wanted to support me,” he frowned.

“Me being there won’t make you improve in any way and we see each other every day. I definitely only went so I could hitch a ride with your mom.”

“Would it help if I told you that my team thinks you’re cool?” He quirked a brow before taking a bite of his lunch.

“Why? I’ve barely said five words to any of them.”

“No clue, but they asked me to ask you to stop by this afternoon.”

“Sounds boring.”

“I’ll buy you a soda.”

Your eyes suddenly lit up and you sent him a serious look. “I’ll see you there.”

He sweatdropped at your sudden change of demeanor, but he was happy to have gotten you to agree. He could only hope that you would be respectful to his team and not start an argument with them.

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Futakuchi was the first person to notice you when you stepped into the gymnasium that afternoon, a bored look on your face as you sipped from a can of your favorite soda. The captain was at your side, talking excitedly about something that had happened to him in class, but you weren’t really paying him any attention.

The brunette tapped the white-haired second year on the arm before nodding toward you. “Y/N is here.”

Aone’s eyes snapped toward you, his pale cheeks dusting with pink, but he said nothing, simply nodding before returning to his pre-practice stretches.

“You should talk to them,” he encouraged. “You know they’re not gonna come here anymore once the captain leaves the team.”

Aone frowned at the thought, but he knew he would still see you around the school, at the very least.

Futakuchi rolled his eyes, sensing the boy’s thoughts. “You have the perfect opportunity to talk to them right now.”

“I don’t know what to say,” he responded softly.

“You could start with ‘hi’,” the brunette grabbed the taller boy’s jersey before tugging him over to where you had settled down on the bench, playing a mobile game on your phone. “Y/N, hello!”

You glanced up at the two before returning your gaze to the screen. “Hello.”

“Thank you for coming to support us, it means a lot,” he smiled brightly, nudging the taller boy in the ribs.

Aone swallowed the lump in his throat, body tense as his face heated up. “T-Thank you, senpai…”

You looked up at the sound of his deep voice, making him snap his gaze to the side, unable to look you in the eye. It was the first time you had ever heard him speak and, while it didn’t come as a surprise that his voice was deep, you could appreciate how calming his tone was. “I haven’t even done anything.”

“Being here boosts our morale!” Futakuchi explained, holding his index finger up. “It also gives us more motivation to win. You must be super busy, but you still come to support us when you can.”

You scoffed at the implication, amusement dancing in your eyes as you looked at him. “Sorry to burst your bubble, but you’re wrong. I’m not busy at all and I don’t come here to support you.”

The two boys exchanged a confused look.

“I dislike sports,” you told them with a shrug. “They’re incredibly boring and I don’t see the point behind them. I don’t come here to support you guys, I only come here so Kaname’s mom can take me home with them so I don’t have to walk.”

Aone’s eyes widened in surprise at the confession. You didn’t like sports? As someone whose whole life was surrounded by volleyball, he couldn’t understand the sentiment and, more importantly, he doubted a relationship could work between you. Even if you liked him back, how could he be with you knowing you didn’t like sports? How could you be with him knowing he was obsessed with sports?

Futakuchi on the other hand, just sent you a look somewhere between disbelieving and annoyed, glancing at his captain. And here he thought you came because Moniwa asked you to.

You noticed this and chuckled. “Don’t worry, he knows already. We can still be friends and not support each other’s hobbies, you know.”

“So… you hate sports then?” He questioned, glancing at the taller male but, aside from the light dusting of color upon his cheeks, his face did not betray what he was feeling.

“I wouldn’t go that far,” you responded, propping your chin in the palm of your hand. “To me, sports just don’t exist.”

Aone’s body slumped forward a bit, shoulders drooping as he lowered his head to cover his eyes in shadow.

“And if you dated someone that played sports?”

Your brow raised at the question. “Are you trying to say something, Futakuchi?”

He glanced at the taller male again and you followed his gaze, tilting your head to the side. “Not at all~ I’m simply curious.”

You took in Aone’s dejected expression and the body language he was presenting and you realized something important. With a hum, you sent the brunette an amused look. “I wouldn’t be able to answer that until I experienced it. Guess I’ll just have to wait for someone who likes sports to ask me out, then I’ll let you know.”

Aone didn’t like the thought of someone else asking you out, but he certainly didn’t feel confident enough to be the one to ask you.

“What the hell are you two doing?” Kamasaki scowled at the two from across the court. “Stop socializing and get to work!”

Futakuchi rolled his eyes at him. “It’s rude to interrupt, you know.”

“Hah?” His eye twitched at the disrespectful tone the younger boy used. “What did you just say?!”

“Are you deaf or something?” The brunette smirked, not even flinching when the older boy stomped over, getting into his face.

“Stop being a disrespectful little shit and get to practice!”

“Or what?”

“G-Guys, please…” Moniwa looked between the two boys before turning to Aone with pleading expression. The second year understood, giving a small nod before inserting his large body between the two boys, using his hands to push them apart.

Their arguing was giving you a headache so you stood up and left the gym, heading for the vending machines that sat outside the locker room. As badly as Aone wanted to follow you, he stayed put, following his team back onto the court.

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You yawned loudly as you leaned against the fence surrounding Date Tech. The sun was gone, the sky a deep velvet with stars dotted across it like flecks of glitter. It was getting late now, tiredness settling into your bones. Why the hell were they practicing so damn late? It made no sense to you. Even the coach had already left the school.

You were beginning to consider just going home, but you had always been a stubborn person, so you stayed put, eyes narrowed in the direction of the school as you continued to wait. The manager was the first person you saw, quickly followed by three other members, all of whom you couldn’t be bothered to remember the names of. They smiled at you politely as they passed by, but you were too tired to return the gesture.

Finally, after ten more minutes of waiting, Futakuchi rounded the corner with Aone at his side, the latter remaining quiet as the brunette rambled on about one thing or another.

When Aone’s eyes met yours, he stopped in his tracks, eyes widening a bit. He was sure you had gone home already, so why were you waiting by the gate? Were you waiting for Moniwa who was still in the locker room with his vice captain?

“Oh, Y/N,” Futakuchi tilted his head. “What you still doing here?”

You hummed tiredly, your gaze flickering to the tall boy. “Who knows.”

“Well if you don’t know, we certainly don’t,” he scoffed before continuing on past you.

Since you lived in the same direction, you pushed away from the fence and started after him, pausing to look back at Aone who hadn’t budged. “You coming?”

“A-Ah, yes.” His cheeks burned as he took a few long strides, easily closing the distance between you, his pace slowing down when he was finally at your side. Every once in a while, your hand would brush against his, sending heat rushing to his face. He wanted to reach out and grasp your hand in his, but when he considered how you might react, he didn’t like the scenarios his brain conjured up.

“I’m surprised you’re not waiting for the captain,” Futakuchi commented, glancing over his shoulder. He didn’t miss how close the two of you were walking.

“Why would I? His mom isn’t picking him up today so I’d just be walking home even more tired than normal. Sounds like a pain to me.”

He snickered. “You’re not a very good friend, are you?”

“Never said I was.”

With a hum, the brunette pulled his phone from his pocket and suddenly gasped dramatically. “I forgot to pick up my sister! Gotta go!”

Your brow quirked up as the second year took off down the street. You didn’t even know him and even to you, that was obviously a lie. He wanted to the two of you to be alone together, that much was obvious. This only confirmed your suspicions that Aone might have feelings for you.

“Hey, Aone?”

“Yes, senpai?” He questioned softly, hand tugging at the strap of his bag as he did his best to keep his gaze forward.

“Does he actually have a sister?”

He hesitated, wondering if he should rat out his friend, but he didn’t like the idea of lying, especially not to you. “He doesn’t…”

“Knew it,” you snickered, turning your amused gaze to the tall boy. “Do you like me, Aone?”

The second year stopped dead in his tracks, face turning the shade of a cherry as the words reverberated around his brain. Had he really been that obvious? His lips parted, but no sound escaped him.

You observed him for a moment. “Just be honest with me.”

His eyes met yours and it felt like his heart was practicing for the Olympics. When he finally managed to speak, his voice was soft, not fitting his appearance at all. “I… l-like you…”

“I see,” you hummed, stepping in front of him with a grin. “Tell me something. Are you curious about my answer when it comes to dating someone that’s into sports?” Aone hesitantly nodded. “Good, because I’m curious too. Let’s find out together, shall we?”

The thought made his breath hitch, a soft smile coming to his lips despite the redness of his cheeks. “I would – would like that… senpai.”

“Good,” you grinned, slipping your hand into his own large one before tugging to get him to start moving again. His fingers laced with your own on instinct, hoping that you couldn’t feel how clammy his skin was. “You can just call me Y/N if you want. I don’t really care.”

“Y/N,” he breathed out, testing the name on his tongue. He liked the way it felt, even if it was a bit embarrassing to him. “Will you…”

“Hm?”

“A-Ah, it’s nothing…”

You chuckled, giving his hand a squeeze. He was so easy for you to read. “Yes, I will come to your game tomorrow.”

His lips slid upward as warmth filled him at the thought of you coming to cheer him on even though you didn’t find any enjoyment in sports. “Thank you.”

“You really are so cute,” you commented with a smile, biting back a laugh when his cheeks darkened again, his head shooting to the side to try and hide his embarrassment.

While it’s true that you didn’t like sports and found them to be so very boring, you felt hopeful that it would be more bearable now that you had someone to focus your attention on. A small part of you was looking forward to the match, to seeing the tall boy in action.

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Futakuchi X Reader

Wordcount : 2412 words

Warning : a bit of spoiler from s3 and s4 :)

Being the manager-in-training totally whipped your ass. It’s not like there are so many things to do since the senior manager is still here with you. It’s just too rowdy, having to separate the ace and the bulky third-year whenever they bicker. Which is all the time? But, it’s been a while. The third years are actually quite nice for a starter, Nametsu-san really helped me with whatever there is to do around the boys, Kousuke-kun was on the team, too. Oh, and Aone-san is really nice even though his face doesn’t really show it.

Apparently, they lost to Karasuno during the Interhigh Preliminaries and didn’t get to actually ‘fight’ during the Spring High since they lost to Seijoh. Since Karasuno had won the final match against Shiratorizawa, Coach Oiwake had requested to conduct a practice match with them, and they are supposed to be cleaning up the court.

“Neh, Y/n-chan…you must be bored that we’re not here, right?? Let’s go to the arcade after this~”, Kamasaki-san hollered from the doorway. You were currently collecting the water bottles from everyone when he called you out. You quickly put the bottle near its basket and jogged towards the door, blooming on the way to their spot

“Kamasaki-san… it’s been a while, of cou–“ you managed to say before you got interrupted.

“Kamasaki-san, you must be very bored to come here and bother our manager huh?” Futakuchi jested from afar, near the net that he was setting down. Giving the net to Aone, he walked towards us with his eyes glaring at his former buff teammate. After a while, he arrived and holed himself beside you as he put his hand on your shoulder.

“Could you not bother our manager during practice? We still got things to do…” Futakuchi asked the senior in front of him, making sure there’s a hint of annoyance in his tone.

“Uhm, Futakuchi-san… we’re actually done with practice.” You corrected him, making Kamasaki-san laughed out loud as the current captain facepalmed while he looked at me.

“How can you be a captain like this, huh??”

“Kamasaki-san, don’t you feel heavier since you’ve stopped playing? Cause you look fat…”

“What was that, you turd?!”

The two poles standing near you started to exchange glares and insults, soon they actually started growling and pumping their fists to start bickering before they felt painful sensations on both their back. From the middle of the court, Moniwa-san pulled Aone from coming to your place to stop the bicker since you’ve managed to stop them.

“Y/n-chan…”

“Ouch…”

Both of them grumbled as they rubbed their backs, lessening the pain they felt from the sudden kick. You just looked at them, indifference visible on your face.

“Kamasaki-san, I’m sorry but I have some things to do after this. Futakuchi-san, could you please stop trying to fight Kamasaki-san??... I’ll go back to my tasks, please excuse me…” You said as you lowered your head towards them, then jogged to meet Sasaya-san and Moniwa-san at the court.

“You know, Futakuchi… you should really try harder…” Kamasaki-san whispered to the current captain’s ear, making the latter ‘tched’ in annoyance before he jogged back towards the court followed by his senior.

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“Well, see you guys later… We’re going first.” Moniwa-san said as he waved towards us followed by his friends before he faced forward and focused on the sidewalks. After they’ve gone, you went to Kousuke-kun and chatted with him while the others are in front of both you two. It’s really clear that having the third years around really hyped you up, that now they’re not with you guys, you would just chat quietly with your best friend or maybe with Aone-san. Turning back to look at you for a while, before facing front and Futakuchi mumble slowly towards his friend.

“Do you…uh, think, that Y/n-san actually liked any of the third years? She’s always quiet whenever the third years aren’t around anymore…” He asked concern and confusion latched on his every word. Aone just raised his shoulder in a manner to tell his friend that he didn’t know, like the man of a few words he is. For Aone, since he’s the only one that Futakuchi told about his feelings towards you, he has the responsibility to keep it a secret. But deep inside, he’s also dying to help his friend to actually confess to you. If he could help, he would. But looking at your current situation as he tried to actually detect if you like someone from the third years’ (former) players, maybe he should just keep quiet for now.

“Ah, I’ll stop here… See you all tomorrow~” You bowed at them and entered the bookstore, leaving the players there before they started to walk again.

“Sakunami, why is she stopping by the bookstore? She’s having a problem with her studies??” Futakuchi asked your best friend who you forced him to not follow you at the bookstore.

“Oh, yes… She just needs some reference books~” Sakunami answered briefly. After hearing his answer, Futakuchi just hummed in silence before he continued walking.

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The next day

“Kogane-kun, when you set the ball, you can actually make your posture as a feint… but, maybe you’ll learn that later, and not from me ‘cause I’m only a manager here~” You said to the new player that Coach Oiwake just introduced before the practice, Koganegawa. Since he started just today in volleyball, he needs to start from the basics. So, you tried to explain to him a bit more about setter to him after the practice session, attracting the attention of other players towards you.

“Y/n-san, you knew a lot about the setter for a manager…” Nametsu-san voiced to you as she, and the others looked at you and Kogane. Having too many eyes focused on you, you started to sweatdropped when your best friend suddenly talk.

“Y/n-chan actually played setter during middle school…” He said before looking at you and realized you have the eyes of a hungry tiger, ready to pounce at him for blabbering the fact. Hearing that, most of them gaped since you never really mentioned about playing the setter before. You were about to say something when a loud voice bombed from the doorway.

“Y/n-chan, let’s go~”. Just like yesterday, Kamasaki-san came while shouting loudly, making sure that everyone knew he has arrived with his loud voice, followed by his two other friends. When the three of them saw the current members huddled around you and Kogane, they just had to come to you and join the huddling.

“Why are you guys huddling around…oh, you must be the new setter, right?” Moniwa was the first one to crouch in front of you and looked at both of you. Alarmed, Kogane stood up stiffly and bowed towards Moniwa.

“Koganegawa Kanji, first-year. I’m a setter, nice to meet you, senpai!” He shouted while bowing, shocking all of us from his voice. One by one, the third years introduced themselves and poking at Kogane for his height while the rest of us just giggled and relaxed. Little did you realize, that a certain someone was looking at your way, wondering about your change in mood whenever the third years came along. You were about to walk away to actually help with Nametsu-san picking the used towel when Kamasaki slings his arm on your shoulder, pulling you towards him.

“Arcade, y/n-chan…let’s go~~” Kamasaki yelled. Moniwa and Sasaya were about to stop him when Futakuchi forcefully pulled you off of Kamasaki.

“Kamasaki-san, please! We still need her, she still has tasks to do… just stop bothering her, and stop slinging your arms on her…” By the time Futakuchi finished his sentence, you are actually to his body. It reeks of sweat, but you can still smell a hint of cologne…or maybe his body spray? And it actually smells nice, until you remembered that he reeks of sweat.

“Futakuchi-san…” You slowly said as you bend your neck upwards to look at him. Finally realizing what he’s done, he lets go of you and facepalmed his face to cover his cheeks. Still disturbed by the sweat from him and also the smell of his cologne, you quickly fasten your steps to help Nametsu-san while wiping your cheek with your palms.

Futakuchi blushed furiously from his actions just now. How can he just pulled her and hugged her, without consent just like that? Good, now she might think of him as a pervert. What’s worse, is that all the boys eyed him, obviously realizing that he’s now just a tall tomato standing in front of the members. After making sure that his face has cool down, he lets his hands down, only to see the boys smirking at him. Kamasaki was the one in front of him while the others just circled him. With a sly grin, Kamasaki said to him.

“You should really…. Like really try harder. Before he thought of you as a pervert…” Kamasaki remarked to Futakuchi, before he walked towards you and exchanged brief goodbyes, telling you that he has some urgent issues to manage before the other third years follow him. After a while, everyone just continued their job of cleaning the court, focusing to do it properly and quickly so they can go home faster.

You, on the other hand, are struggling with picking the water bottles. The smell of Futakuchi’s cologne still stuck in your nose since it was your favorite smell. It reminds you of your father’s cologne, minty, and refreshing smell. Too engrossed to the details of the smell, you didn’t realize that everyone was done with their task while you’re still fumbling around with the bottles.

“Y/n-san… you’re the only one left.” Futakuchi said as he facepalmed, blushing at the sight of you struggling with the bottles. Then, you look around to scan the place. Yes, you’re the only one left. Quickly, you carried to bottles and stuffed them to the store before running back towards the door before Futakuchi locked the door. Strangely enough, even when you’re already outside, he didn’t lock the door. Instead, he looked at the court and stayed like that for a few seconds. You were about to tell him that you’ll walk first to catch up with your friend when he suddenly talked.

“YoumustthinkI’mapervert,soI’msorryforhuggingyoujustnow…” he blurted out too fast, making you blinked and stuck for a while to understand what he’s saying. Then, only after a few seconds, you were about to answer when you smell it again.

The smell, identical to your father’s. It’s even more recognizable now that his shirt was all dried up. You’re currently squashed on his chest, with his arms around your shoulders, holding you tight. He must’ve been shocked too since he flinched after a while when he realized he actually hugged you back. You just stayed there, confused at the current situation. You would like to pull back from his hug, but his smell seems like it’s begging you to stay. Deep in your mind, you also wanted to stay close to the smell. It feels like your dad is hugging you, so you teared up. But quickly realizing who it is, you only allowed two drops of it to come out, and controlled the feelings of remembering your late father.

“I.. uh, I like you… But, it’s okay if you cannot return back the feelings… We can al–“ He finally said it, and he was about to continue when he felt your arms wrapping yourself. Slowly, he looked at you. After a few seconds, you opened your mouth

“…You smell like my late father.”

Your hug tightens around him.

“Yes, I might not be able to return your feelings… but, you’re not bad… just too bratty”

You let go of the hug, and tried to pull back from him but failed miserably as his arms secured yourself on him. You looked at him again, wanting to ask for him to let you go. But the moment your eyes made contact with his, he took his chance to talk.

“Let’s try it, then…”

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Next week, after the practice match against Karasuno.

The third years came to cheer the team, and they’re painfully funny and embarrassing. The practice match itself was nerve-wracking, but having the third years’ around never failed to make you laugh. The team had been practicing really hard, and with the addition of the new blood of ‘Iron Wall’, the team managed to win the practice match. The boys are done with cooling down and are ready to go back home when the third years’ came towards us and loudly cheered themselves.

“Did you see that, Y/n-chan?! Our cheers are really powerful!!! That you guys managed to win!” Kamasaki cheered as he flexed himself in front of us. You were about to laugh at the senior when your boyfriend clings himself around your shoulder.

“Kamasaki-san, you must be really lonely… But, don’t hog the attention of MY girlfriend. Go find one for yourself…” Futakuchi teased his senior, making the latter boiled in annoyance and was about to lash out when you knocked their heads with your fist.

“Stop fighting, we’re still at Karasuno’s school compound.” You coolly said as you strode forward to go to the bus while carrying the water bottles. Both yelped as it hurts, Futakuchi released his hug from your shoulder as he rubbed his head. Seeing that you’re already boarding the bus, he jogged to catch up with you and sit on the double seat that was still empty, patting a spot beside him to ask you to sit. You sit slowly, and he put his head on your shoulder right at the moment you are seated.

“You really like hitting me, huh?” he commented as both of us waited for the others to board the bus. Briefly, you smooched his forehead, making him gaped as he’s shocked to be kissed in the public.

“I’m still your girlfriend. And I still love you, brat~” You cooed as the boys and Nametsu-san board the bus one by one.

“I thought you don’t like kisses in public?” He questioned, still shocked from the kiss in his forehead.

“There’s only us on the bus at that moment, dork…”

Silence enveloped as we wait for the others to settle down. Slowly, he looked at me with his puppy-eyes.

“We’re continuing that later”

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🏐Pairings: (tagged with the ship name shown) A: akaiwa (Akaashi x Iwaizumi) akaken (Akaashi x Kenma) akaoi (Akaashi x Oikawa) akashira (Akaashi x Shirabu) alisae (Alisa x Saeko) asasuga (Asahi x Sugawara) asatana (Asahi x Tanaka) atsuhina (Atsumu x Hinata) atsukage (Atsumu x Kageyama)

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L: M: matsudai (Matsukawa x Daichi) matsuhana (Matsukawa x Hanamaki) matsuten (Matsukawa x Tendou) moniten (Moniwa x Tendou)

N: O: oidai (Oikawa x Daichi) oihina (Oikawa x Hinata) oikage (Oikawa x Kageyama) oikuro (Oikawa x Kuroo) oisemi (Oikawa x Semi) oisuga (Oikawa x Sugawara) osashira (Osamu x Shirabu)

P: poly karasuno

Q: R: S: saekiyo (Saeko x Kiyoko) semishira (Semi x Shirabu) shiragoshi (Shirabu x Goshiki) sugakiyo (Sugawara x Kiyoko

T: tanasuga (Tanaka x Sugawara) tanatsuki (Tanaka x Tsukishima) tensuga (Tendou x Sugawara) tsukihina (Tsukishima x Hinata) tsukiyachi (Tsukishima x Yachi) tsukiyama (Tsukishima x Yamaguchi)

U: ukatake (Ukai x Takeda) ushiiwa (Ushijima x Iwaizumi) ushimoni (Ushijima x Moniwa) ushioi (Ushijima x Oikawa) ushisemi (Ushijima x Semi) ushisuga (Ushijima x Sugawara) ushiten (Ushijima x Tendou)

V: W: X: Y: yahashira (Yahaba x Shirabu) yamakage (Yamaguchi x Kageyama) yakulev (Yaku x Lev)

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