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jello-chennie · 7 months

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✧ tough guy iwaizumi hajime who ends up falling for his best friend’s cute little sister

✧ genre/tw fluff ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ (nsfw at the end ⚠︎)

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all three of you grow up together, with you being two years younger than tooru. oikawa is always doting on you, treating you like a doll. despite the very little age gap, no matter how old you get, he’s always referring to you as his baby sister. oikawa spoils you rotten. one look from those big brown eyes you both share, but look a lot cuter on you for some reason, and oikawa can’t help but to give you whatever you ask for.

in the beginning, iwaizumi is almost like your other, more responsible big brother when things go wrong. you’re always trying to tag along with your older brother and his friend, which is a recipe for disaster sometimes.

when you inevitably take a spill, and bump your knees, tooru is rolling on the ground, shouting out against the heavens for forsaking you. how could the higher powers let you just fall to the ground like that?? but iwaizumi is is silently wiping off the pebbles from your knee with his little hands, blowing cool air to help assuage your pain. without a word, he carries you back home.

eventually you learn to stop tagging along so much. you can only handle so much pain and embarrassment. other than those moments, iwaizumi and you never really spend that much time together. for the rest of your childhood, you’re more acquaintances than anything else.

but at some point, after oikawa desperately begs you to join the boys volleyball team as it’s manager (“its the only time we’ll be together in high school, you wouldn’t ruthlessly deny your precious and loving and dashing and charming big brother this chance, would you???”), iwaizumi begins to notice you again. but this time, you’re a lot more grown up than you were before. seems like good looks run in the family.

but he’s not the only one that notices. in the same sense that oikawa seems to have the student body under his spell, it seems you do as well, and without even trying.

you’ve had a sheltered childhood that you mostly spent in doors, so you’re shyer than most people. and your brother enables you with his doting behaviour.

iwaizumi finds himself frequently getting jealous at the basket of love letters and confectionery that you have to empty out of your locker and lug home every night. iwaizumi finds that his hands begin to ache after a while bc he clenches them so hard whenever he sees another person confessing to you. and he waits with baited breath to see their disappointed faces as they walk away—an indication that you turned them down again in the way that you always shyly do; an indication that he might still have a chance, yet.

in an effort to put the moves on you, iwaizumi is constantly performing little acts of service for you. he goes out with you to the fountains to refill the water bottles so that you have some company, and so that you won’t have to carry anything heavy—that should be his job, after all. in the most cliche move ever, when an errant ball goes flying right in your direction, iwaizumi coolly catches it with one hand before it can bounce off of your head, making sure to ask you if you’re okay after. he stays behind to help you sweep the floors after practice, striking up a conversation with you. when oikawa stays behind to practice his spikes, iwaizumi walks alone with you home, making sure to keep you away from the side of the sidewalk that’s closest to the road. iwa also makes sure to put your back against the wall of the train while standing in front of you, keeping you safe from any wandering hands.

eventually, he even starts buying your favourite milk drink from the vending machine, and brings it to you while he visits your classroom, the place where you normally eat your lunch. he sits, and eats with you (to which oikawa complains vehemently bc “why would you just sit in a different spot than we normally do without telling me?? you left me all alone!!")

iwaizumi’s actions don’t go unnoticed. you start to fall for it.

when you two eventually start to date, oikawa is whining and complaining that you two are both stealing each other away from him (there’s also relentless teasing on oikawa’s end bc “iwa-chan, isn’t funny that you fell in love with someone that looks just like me?? are you secretly gay and actually just in love with me :3 ??”)

but what’s really the kick in the back for oikawa is the moment he runs up to his precious little sister’s room to check and see what she wants for dinner. but upon opening the door, he finds both his best friend (who, of which, he didn’t even know was over their place at the moment) on top of his “adorable baby sister who can do absolutely no wrong”; the two of them are naked from the waist down, in the throes of passion.

he falls to his knees, asking god to strike him dead, right then and there.

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sir-kuroo · 8 months

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.—♡ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 { IWAIZUMI HAJIME }

IWA-CHAN has one temptation he cannot resist and it’s you…his best friend’s younger sister; a repost from my og blog

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 ⋮ f!reader, fingering, pussy eating, ass squeezing and some risky position c/o iwa-chan 🙈💦, creampie, dacryphilia, softdom iwa-chan, petname: angel

Hajime had his arms folded, fists clenched and so was his jaw as he watched you bend over while you pick up your jug of water. Your ass on that yoga pants almost hid nothing for his imagination. Not to mention that the tightness of that pants outlined the shape of your pussy.

Shit!

It’s all that shittykawa’s fault! He was the one who’s supposed to work out with you today because he’s finally on vacation in Japan for a while.

This was supposed to be a big brother and little sis bonding time but he phoned early in the morning….“Iwa-chan can you work out with Y/N-chan today….blah blah blah” What a silly excuse he gave!

But Hajime didn’t want to let you down. Not you. He didn’t want to see you upset, so he’d willingly stand in for your brother on this work out he promised.

“Are we done?” You asked, your face flushed from the sweating and it caught him off guard a little.

“Ah, yes.”

Hajime scolded himself as you both walked to your home. You’re his best friend’s little sister! What was he even thinking? Not that you’re a minor or whatever.

Ever since you were younger, Hajime saw you as his little sister too, but things started changing when Oikawa left for Argentina and Hajime went back home from the U.S.

He was surprised that you’re no longer the little girl he once thought you were.

Damn! You grew up so fine that you had been an excruciating forbidden fruit for him to bear. He couldn't help but admire you everytime your mom would invite him for a dinner in your home every weekends.

He felt guilty at times that whenever he would stroke himself an image of you would pop out in his head. His best friend's little- no, scratch that- younger sister.

You didn't seem little anymore.

“Do you wanna have some tea?” You invited him in and he obliged. “Oh, mom's not here by the way but she left something for you.”

“Huh? So who’s home?” He asked, abruptly.

You placed your bottle atop the table. “No one. Just us, I think.”

Oh shit. This was a mistake.

“Just get yourself comfy.” You chuckled. “I’ll just change my shirt and will get right back with your tea.”

“Yeah, sure…” He smiled at you as you headed into your room. As soon as you were gone, he ran a hand on his face.

What was he doing here alone with you?

Suddenly, he was alarmed when he heard a pained sound from you. Immediately, he rushed up to your room to check on you. He couldn’t let anything happen to you.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, standing outside your bedroom with a worried look on his face. Your door was slightly open hence he could see you inspecting your back in the mirror.

“Oh, it’s nothing. Just a lower back pain. Maybe because it had been so long since I last worked out that hard.” You reassured him touching the area where it stung while looking at it in the mirror.

Hajime went behind you to see for himself. “Where does it hurt?”

Your breathing started to get heavier than before as he stood right behind you so close. “H-Here…” You pointed out the area under your shirt just above your hip.

His rough hand gently caressed your skin. You gasped.

“Here?” He asked, voice now raspy and almost breathless.

“Yes…”

He continued massaging you gently. His hand soothingly rubbing in circles. His warmth and pressure made you moan uncontrollably. Your eyes met through the mirror as you both breathed raggedly. Your gazes were filled with helplessness, need. and lust.

You both gulped.

“H-He’ll kill me if I-” Hajime tried but he could no longer rationalize as you already stepped backward and had your ass pressed against his now hardened cock straining against his sweatpants.

“Fuck it!” He said under his breath as you leaned yourself back on his sturdy body.

Your body moved on its own without thinking. It's Iwaizumi Hajime we were talking about. It had been years since you were admiring him from afar as you thought he couldn't see you more than being his best friend's younger sister.

However, with the way his eyes lustfully raked your body all this time this morning, you knew that you're no longer a little sister in his eyes anymore.

His hand now roam under your yoga pants and your panties, finding its way hot on your skin. Massaging your ass, he breathed against your ear. “You sure you want to do this?"

You nodded your head. "Yes, please," you said, almost running out of breath.

"Then tell me where else does it hurt, angel?” He whispered.

You whimpered and ground against his erection. From your ass cheek, he slowly traveled his hand in between your thighs. “Here? Tell me. Does it ache here too?”

You nodded your head and tilted it back once he began massaging the lips of your pussy with the friction of his rough fingers. Finding out you were so wet for him already, he gained confidence that it wasn’t just him feeling this bothered all along. “I see…you’ve been aching this much, huh?”

Your hand flew up to reach his head from behind you now giving him access for a kiss. He wasted no chance and immediately tasted your lips. His tongue making its way inside your mouth and his fingers starting to explore your folds, tracing your slit and teasing your clit.

You moaned against his mouth and ground even harder against him, which made him groan.

Not being able to contain it any further, he completely pulled down your bottoms. “Face here.” He ordered and you followed. He knelt in front of you and gasped once he’s face to face with your cunt glistening with arousal. “So pretty.” He murmured as his hands parted your thighs. His mouth met your folds and his tongue circled round and round on your clit.

“Hmmn, ahhh,” you cried out and it encouraged him to go faster and press even harder to please you even more.

Grabbing your thigh, he wrapped your leg around his shoulder. You tugged on the strands of his hair, finding balance as he drank you deep. His other hand clenching and unclenching your ass repetitively.

God, you’re just dripping for him that he could drink you bottomless. This alone made it harder for him not to come just by going down on you.

It wasn’t enough though. It never would be, so he hooked another of your leg around his shoulder. His biceps bulged as he stood up, carrying you and eating you out at the same time with his hold on your thighs strong and firm.

You yelped as he held you up high with his tongue and lips focused on consuming you. Your heart raced even faster in this position. Both of your hands gripped on his hair as your hips involuntarily gyrate against his mouth while attempting not to fall. His hand squeezing your ass, he'd probably leave a mark there.

Endlessly, you moaned and whimpered. Your brother might come home anytime but it didn’t really matter now. All you could think of was Hajime’s strong grip on you and his skillful sucking and slurping.

“Aaah…ah! Ah! I’m coming! I-I’m-“

With ease, he threw you in your bed.

Just by the feral look in his eyes as he wiped off his chin with the back of his hand, just with the way his muscular chest heaved from his heavy breathing and just from the way your throat felt dry by seeing how hard his cock had gotten through his pants, you knew.

You knew you were just about to begin.

“Not yet, angel.” He knelt between your parted legs and took his shirt off. “We’re not done yet.”

Your eyes were stuck on the plane of his well-sculpted chest. The sweat that crawled down from his skin made you lick your lips involuntarily. If only your brother wasn’t about to come home anytime, you’d take time getting a taste of Hajime.

Holding your chin, he made you look up at him and took your lips to his. So fuckin’ sexy. Just how he imagined devouring those lips for so long with your tongues entwined with each other like this. While you were busy getting lost in the kiss, he took your hand and pressed it over his sweatpants just right where you could feel him throbbing big and hard for you.

“You feel that?” He breathed against your cheek. “Tell me you want it.”

Feeling tingly in between your thighs, all you could do was nod in response.

“Use your words, angel.” He commanded

Breathlessly, “I…want you please.”

He shifted his pants down and you gasped at the sight of his cock from beneath. You never thought he would be that rock hard so sturdy and huge, but your pussy couldn’t wait to receive him. He parted your legs further. Damn! You’re so wet and it did make his cock twitch. He never felt so needy and hot like this before.

“I’m going in. You ready?” He asked and you nodded your head. “Okay…take a deep breath, angel. That’s right. Very good.”

“Hnghh!” You both winced at the very moment he slid his full length inside of you.

“Did you…Did you just come for me angel?”

You nodded your head and whimpered. You were still sensitive but he started easing in so slow. You clung around his shoulder but you soon found your nails digging his back as he began to hasten.

Fuck! He’s hitting you so deep. You’re so deep and tight, squeezing his girth so snug. “Ahh, shit! Feels so good, angel.” He chanted under his breath. “So long…” Thrust. “I’ve been wanting to do this.”

He swore he tried to be gentle with you, but with you moaning his name like you needed more, he couldn’t help but lose himself. The more he pushed and pull from you, the more he wanted to do it faster, rougher, harder.

“Hah…Ha…Hajime, ahhh~”

Still, he wanted to know if you’re in the same page. After all, you’re his now. “What do you want? Tell me. Now.” He growled.

“M-More…everythingh-“

“Fuck!” There’s no stopping him now. He pulled away from you, kneeling. He raised your legs up high and opened you up wide in a V, gripping your ankles with his strong hands. His cock slammed back inside so deep in you that you spilled a tear or two. You tried to cover your cries but had to hold on to your sheets or you might end up floating.

Groan and growls were escaping him and his jaw was clenched while he pounded you rapidly like he’s in a marathon.

Come to think of it, your bedroom door’s damn wide open. With the way you were screaming his name, the whole neighborhood probably knew that he was fucking his best friend’s sweet little sister like it’s a fucking work out.

Damn! This was a whole lot better than a work out. He couldn’t even remember that he could fuck full force like this. His hips plunging hard that you were sliding further and further at the very edge of your bed. Both of your skins now red with all the slapping.

You’re now feeling light-headed and you knew you’d completely lose it any moment now. “Haah…Hah Haji-“

“Y/N-chan! Yohooo! Can you please open the door for me? I know you’re there. Your lights are on. Forgot my keys!”

Shit! He’s here!

Much to your surprise, instead of slowing down, Hajime pressed your legs together, bringing them to his right shoulder and hugged them as he fucked you harder. Last thing he wanted, was to hear Oikawa’s yapping while fucking you.

“Y/N-chan?! Where are you?”

“Wait- Wait!” You moaned loudly. The more your brother called out for you and whined outside the rougher Hajime was doing it.

“Y/N-chan, faster~” Tooru yelled from the outside.

Faster huh? Letting go of your legs, he grabbed your waist sliding your body to meet his increased speed. He couldn’t care. Not anymore.

Deep. He was in so deep you could feel him almost reaching your belly. “Yes! Yes! Aaaah, mhmmn coming!” You screamed and quivered. “I-I’m coming!”

Hajime kept his pace finding his own release. Shit! Condoms!

“Fuck! Shit, angel!” He hissed not being able to control himself anymore, spilling his cum inside you. Never mind. Never fucking mind! Oikawa fucking Tooru may as well expect not only a best friend from him but a nephew or a niece too.

You both caught up with your breaths, but it was him who managed to get up first as you laid there limping. He covered your almost bare body with a blanket and kissed your forehead, the tip of your nose and finally your lips. “I’ll take care of your annoying brother.”

Oikawa looked so shocked to see his best friend open the door instead his sister. Hajime really wanted to see how he’d react.

“Iwa-chan? What’re you doing here? Oh, you went to see me? Do you miss me that much? We just hang around yesterday.”

Not really, I just fucked your sister so good my fingers were probably imprinted around her waist and ankles. “I just waited for you so that Y/N won’t be alone at home.”

“Wow, I never thought you’d make such a caring big brother, Iwa-chan.”

You bet your ass I’m big and your sister knows it so well.

He might blurt what happened out, but he’s really trying his best to include your consideration in this as well. After all this wasn’t just about him, but damn! This was harder than he thought. Oikawa’s so good at reading people.

Before Hajime could give himself away with Tooru finally starting to become suspicious, you arrived just in time.

You approached him almost tripping, but he caught you in his arms. You couldn’t walk well yet. Your legs still felt like crumbling.

“An- Y/N are you alright?” He asked, concern.

“I just like to thank you and see you off.”

“Do you hurt anywhere?”

“I’m fine. Well, it was just…so intense.” You reasoned out with a reddened face.

He chuckled and smiled gently at you. “Don’t worry. Let’s take it slow next time, okay?” If only Tooru wasn’t watching, he’d definitely kiss your forehead.

“N-Next time?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, yeah I’m free everyweek.”

“I am too.” You grinned in anticipation. “I’m okay with everyweek.”

“Y/N-chan, come on now!”

Hajime swore at that time that on Tooru’s next vacation he’d be welcomed by his new nephew or niece. Might as well both.

“Okay, go on and rest now. You must be worked up.” Fuck! He really wanted to give you a kiss, but… He raised his head and waved at your brother who’s watching keenly, “I’ll just chat with you, bro.”

Bro? Tooru quirked up an eyebrow.

As soon as he turned his back, Hajime grinned. He totally did that on purpose. Once Tooru finally return to Argentina, it won’t only be every week.

JOIN THE 🍷 𝐄𝐗𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄! Get tagged whenever I update ♡

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priniya · 8 months

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ʚɞ niya’s masterlist

☀️ = fluff ⭐️ = favorite 🌪️ = angst 🐾 = requested

🪄 potterverse

james potter

❝till forever falls apart❞ — james wants to know if the cruel sister of his best friend is as cruel as sirius always says. it takes him a few detention to break the cold façade of y/n black. part one! 🌪️☀️

❝not mad anymore❞ — james holds a silent grudge against his best friends until he apologises to potter’s girlfriend. part two! 🌪️☀️

❝confession❞ — during a quick truth or dare game, james learns his girlfriend’s past and gets jealous. 🌪️☀️

❝sirius shouldn’t know❞ — being in a secret relationship with your brother’s best friend is hard, it gets harder when your boyfriend play-pretend with a girl he was obsessed with, unconciously making you jealous.

❝unspoken things❞ — james becomes head over heels for a girl he thinks sirius is in love with, or has history with at least. when she wants him to make a move, he takes a step back. 🐾

regulus black

❝something bad is bound to happen❞ — regulus’ girlfriend always seemed out of her mind, but attending a death-eathers meeting just to keep him protected is something he never thought would happen. ⭐️

❝better than revenge❞ — after a fight with sirius, regulus is miserable and y/n malfoy takes it into her own hands to make sure her boyfriend’s brother knows his place. ☀️⭐️

theodore nott

❝end up here❞ — when cormac mclaggen puts his hands on you, something snaps inside of theo and some time later you end up in his bathroom. ☀️⭐️

❝small worlds❞ — being an introvert pushed into a crowd of over extraverts isn’t what you imagined doing on a friday night. good thing that theodore nott seems to be the best extrovert you could ever find to be around. ☀️🐾

❝opposites attract❞ — theo nott finds himself enamoured with a weasley, and goddamn it he cannot stop thinking about her, being as whipped as possible. ☀️

❝beautiful boy❞ — theodore gets jealous over your friendship with mattheo. ☀️🐾

❝too many nights❞ — theodore nott spent too many nights, smoking and hanging out with matt’s little sister to not make her his girlfriend. ☀️

🔱 riordanverse

percy jackson

dating percy as a child of aphrodite ☀️

leo valdez

dating leo as a child of aphrodite ☀️

🎬 miscellaneous

xavier thorpe

❝days like these❞ — xavier visits you for christmas ☀️

❝meddle about❞ — all she was supposed to do was to stand in the front row, hyping up her cousin, not get the lead guitarist fall on his knees for her. ☀️⭐️

❝getaway car❞ — y/n is furious when xavier doesn’t pay her any attention, but as soon as something bad happens to him, she can’t hold her grudge anymore. 🌪️

❝old fashioned lover boy❞ — xavier thorpe takes interest in one of the addams twins, when they arrive at nevermore. ☀️

❝romantic lover❞ — when xavier thorpe is falling in love, there’s no turning backs. ☀️

minho (xo kitty)

❝the story of us❞ — minho reuintes with his camp girlfriend, when she comes to kiss, and as they say… first love never dies. ☀️⭐️

spencer reid (criminal minds)

❝actress’ savior❞ — minho reuintes with his camp girlfriend, when she comes to kiss, and as they say… first love never dies. ☀️⭐️

jj maybank (outer banks)

🏐 haikyuu

tsukishima kei

❝tsukishima kei, the tutor❞ — when his girlfriend is in need, tsukishima drops everything to help her pursue her dreams. ☀️⭐️

❝first love❞ — first love is the one you never forgets, they say, and they’re right. there’s no way in this world that you would ever forget how you fell in love with tsukishima kei. part one!☀️

❝jealousy❞ — tsukishima gets jealous when someone hits up on you, and make sure everyone knows that tsukishima kei isn’t the type to share. part two! ⭐️

kenma kozume

❝mystery of love❞ — kenma’s girlfriend accidentally walks up on him when he’s streaming and spends time with him. ☀️

oikawa tōru

❝guitarist❞ — when reader’s band plays an important concert, oikawa tells his girlfriend that there’s no chance he could get back to japan, but the truth is that there’s no thing that could stop tooru from being with his significant other in the day as important as her concert. ☀️🌪️

kageyama tobio

❝sentimental❞ — kageyama’s girlfriend surprises him and the team with freshly baked cinnamon rolls and strawberries. ☀️

#haikyuu #harry potter #marauders #theodore nott x reader #theo nott x reader #james potter x reader #regulus black x reader #percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #leo valdez x reader #marauders x reader #tsukishima x reader #kenma x reader #oikawa x reader #kageyama x reader #haikyuu x reader #min ho x reader #xavier thorpe x reader #masterlist

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suashii · 4 months

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꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ 𝒲𝐼𝒩𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒲𝒪𝒩𝒟𝐸𝑅𝐿𝒜𝒩𝒟 — christmas-y and winter-esque activities with the hq boys !

info ⭑ includes: sakusa kiyoomi, akaashi keiji, & iwaizumi hajime ﾉ 2.2k wc ﾉ sfw ﾉ fluff

note ⭑ this is part two; you can find the first part here! also considering doing one more part with oikawa — anyone else you'd like to see?

❆ SAKUSA KIYOOMI

“woah!” your hand tightens around sakusa’s and the other flails in search of the railing you swore you were ready to let go just a minute ago. if your loss of balance is evidence of anything, it’s that the confidence you had built up in your ice skating was misplaced. when you suggested the activity a couple of days ago, you didn’t expect that it would be so troublesome.

“you okay?” sakusa speaks up to ask from beside you.

you carefully turn to face him. his cheeks are painted a rosy hue and the dark curls hanging over his forehead contrast the fluffy, white earmuffs situated atop them. just like he has been all night, sakusa’s steadily standing on the blades of his skates. the fact that you’re the only one struggling makes you frown. “if being moderately embarrassed is okay, then yes, i’m peachy.”

he smiles at your sarcasm but gives your gloved hand a comforting squeeze. a puff of cold air is visible as you let out a dramatic sigh. “how the hell are you so good at this anyway?”

still sure to hold your hand, sakusa glides along the ice so that he’s in front of you. his change in position makes you wobble a bit but you’re able to stay upright. “my sister used to take me when i was younger.”

the thought of a little sakusa being guided around the rink by his sister brings a small smile to your lips. you wonder what he was like back then—did he stumble and frantically look for aid or was he born with a natural talent on the ice? you’d like to think that he was once in your shoes but you wouldn’t be surprised to find out he excelled from the beginning.

sakusa can practically see the gears turning in your head. he can’t help but think you aren’t having as much fun as you thought you would on this outing, with all the staggering and whatnot. he’s no expert himself but he is skilled enough to make your time here more enjoyable. “give me your hand.”

you look at your hand gripping the railing and then back to sakusa. “this hand?”

“yes, that hand.”

you think about how you’ve been floundering like a fish out of water since stepping foot in the rink and grimace at the thought of further making a fool of yourself. you tell sakusa as much. “i think i’m good here. i’d rather not risk hitting the ice.”

“i’m not going to let you fall,” sakusa assures you, inching forward to lessen the gap between the two of you. he holds his unoccupied hand out to you and meets your eye. “trust me.”

your boyfriend is nothing if not a man of his word. with a nod to encourage yourself, you loosen your grasp on the metal pole. you falter for a brief moment after letting go of the railing but your balance is quickly regained when sakusa takes your hand in his.

you look at him with widened eyes and sakusa swears he can see sparkles in them. “i’m still standing,” you excitedly tell him through a smile.

“told you.” your smile is infectious and is mirrored on sakusa. “i’ll pull you forward now.”

the dark-haired man gives you no time to protest before he’s skating backward and dragging you along the ice with him. a high-pitched squeal marks your initial surprise but the wail turns to delighted laughter when you realize, for the first time tonight, that you’re actually skating. sure, it may be with the aid of sakusa giving you momentum and keeping you on your feet, but you’re more than happy to not be struggling anymore.

after a couple of laps around the rink, sakusa slows and lets you stumble into his chest. your less-than-graceful slump is cushioned by the fabric of his scarf. you wrap your arms around him and tip your chin up to look at him.

sakusa pulls you impossibly closer to him, leaving a kiss on your hairline before asking, “are you having fun?”

you hum, snuggling into him. “yeah. thank you, kiyoomi.”

❆ AKAASHI KEIJI

even with gloves pulled over your hands and a hat protecting the tips of your ears, the cold is beginning to get to you. you should have expected this much would be a consequence of being outside for so long, but upon seeing the fresh, untouched snow left in the courtyard of your apartment complex after getting home for the day, you couldn’t help but abandon your plans and beg akaashi to help you bring some festivity to the small community by building a snowman.

you’re busy rolling the ball of snow that will become its head and the wetness of the snow is starting to soak through your pants. the clothes you had worn to work aren’t suited for this sort of weather but once you’ve started something, you make it your mission to see it through until the end.

you’d be lying if you said you weren’t ready to get into the warmth of your apartment and a pair of cozy pajamas, though.

you tasked akaashi with running upstairs to put your things inside and to retrieve some materials necessary for putting the finishing touches on your snowman. he seemed reluctant to leave you out in the cold at first but his drawn-out absence is starting to make you wonder if he’s taking a few extra minutes to warm up inside.

even thinking such a thought is enough to make you giggle to yourself under your breath. he would never consider leaving you in this bitter weather all alone if you didn’t ask him to. you’re not sure what’s taking him so long but you do know he’ll be back as soon as humanly possible.

you’re humming a tune to keep you distracted from the cold while you pack the snow into a ball.

the melody you’re vocalizing is interrupted by the sound of the external door opening. you don’t bother turning around to see who it is—people are constantly coming in and out of the building. you just hope no one looks at you strangely for constructing a snowman by yourself at this hour.

“don’t you think it’s time for a break?”

the proximity of the voice makes you flinch but you relax when you register that it’s akaashi’s. you clap the snow off of your gloves before standing up and turning around to see what he means.

“we’re almost d—” you start, but the sight ahead of you makes you stop in your tracks.

you expect to see the supplies you sent him to go get in his hands but two cups—the good ones he uses to take his coffee to work—are in his grasp instead. he holds one out to you, gently shaking it in a silent gesture to urge you to take it. “hot chocolate.”

you poke your lip out in a pout as you reach out with both hands to take a hold of the travel mug. through your gloves, you feel the heat of the metal. that combined with akaashi’s gesture are enough alone to warm you from the inside out. you bring the mug to your lips and take a cautious sip. the warm beverage on your tongue makes you sigh in delight. somehow, it's always better when akaashi makes it for you.

“good?” akaashi asks after taking a sip of his own.

“delicious,” you nod, a smile tugging at your lips, “and very much appreciated.” you see now what was taking him so much time upstairs. of course he was thinking of you and your wellbeing the entire time he was away. he’s often told you that you’re always on his mind and he’s made that much clear through the heartfelt action.

you hum when you realize that you sent him inside for things that weren’t hot chocolate. “did you get the other stuff, though?”

akaashi nods, unzipping his coat just enough to pull out the santa hat he tucked in there. you laugh as you take it from him. inside, he’s stuffed a scarf and a singular baby carrot. you look at him with a wobbly smile, jerking your head in the direction of the almost-finished snowman. “shall we?”

your teamwork makes the process go back twice as quickly and in almost no time, your festive snowman is complete. rocks make up his eyes and mouth, the tiny carrot his nose, and a couple of sticks shoved into the middle snow sphere act as his arms. one of your scarves is wrapped around his lack of a neck and he sports a santa hat atop his head.

the two of you snap a quick photo with your creation—one where akaashi pretends to eat his nose while you stand by and watch in shock—before hurrying back inside to cozy up in bed for the rest of the night.

❆ IWAIZUMI HAJIME

it doesn’t snow in california, not in irvine, at least. iwaizumi has only had to spend the holidays there once, but he vividly recalls how homesick he felt with the lack of snow that year. he’s never been a huge fan of it, but he’s grown a newfound appreciation for the wintery weather since then—so much so that he’s sure to enjoy some activities with you in it whenever he’s visiting home for the few weeks at the end of the year.

you’re usually more than happy to oblige because the activities are innocent and lighthearted enough. though, this year, the stakes seem to have risen.

you don’t remember the snowball fights in your childhood being this… intense. it had started harmlessly enough with the two of you playfully chucking the poorly packed masses of snow at each other but somewhere along the way, after you both started taking the game a little more seriously, you had run off to take cover from iwaizumi’s assault.

you’re stationed behind a tree now, on your knees and upping your supply of snowballs. it’s only a matter of time until he makes his way to your place in the park and you want to be prepared to fight back when he does. you may be his lover but you’ve learned quickly that the title doesn’t grant you immunity—he doesn’t plan on taking it easy on you.

the crunch of snow beneath boots makes your ears perk up. iwaizumi is close by and you don’t plan on getting caught like a deer in headlights. quietly gathering up your ammunition, you rise to your full height and take a deep breath before darting off in the opposite direction of the footsteps.

“hey!” iwaizumi’s voice rings throughout the air as he picks up his pace to chase after you. you must have abandoned your stealth tactic because you’re screaming like you’re being pursued by a maniac. if he wasn’t so hellbent on catching up to you, he’d be keeled over in laughter due to your theatrics.

as you run to nowhere in particular, you can hear balls of snow just missing you and falling flat on the ground. you wonder how many snowballs iwaizumi has wasted trying to sling at you in motion and if you'll have the upper hand soon. maybe it’s not the best idea to turn around while you’re running but you do so to see how close he is and to get a glimpse of how much snow he has left to throw.

you aren’t able to get a good look at either before your foot catches on something—likely a lump of snow—and you tumble to the ground. your fall knocks the breath out of you and you’re pretty sure you crush all of your snowballs upon landing.

“holy shit,” you faintly hear iwaizumi call out as he approaches. just a few seconds later, he comes to kneel down beside you. “you okay, babe?”

you are. nothing hurts too bad and you’re sure you’ll feel a little sore from your spill but it’s nothing to warrant worry. despite that, you’re willing to milk this for a little attention. you paint a look that you hope comes across as pain over your face. “it hurts.”

“where?” he asks, his eyebrows furrowing with concern. “show me.”

weakly lifting your arm, you point to your lips. the concern drains from his face and is replaced by faux annoyance when he sees that you’re only messing with him. his swift change in reaction makes you grin but you don’t drop the act. “kiss please.”

iwaizumi plays along, not wasting a moment before leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss. the bitterness of the air has chilled both of your lips but they warm up in no time being pressed together like this. he pulls away just slightly to ask, “all better?”

“almost.”

he’s about to ask what you mean when chilly snow smashes against the side of his face. you throw your hands up in victory, earning an eye roll from the man hovering above you. “headshot, i win!”

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euphoricimagination · 3 months

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'Traitor'

In where you're Oikawa's little sister...and the captain of the volleyball team in Shiratorizawa High

So first, Oikawa was pissed when you decided to joined Shiratorizawa

A total drama queen, claiming that you betrayed him and his older brother Ego and whatever dramatic excuse he could find

But after the initial shock, a sense of proudness took over him…much to his dismay

Look, he hated Shiratorizawa, but he knew that they were good

So that you were able to join an important school because of your volleyball talent was something to praise…even if it low-key hurt his pride

He wanted you to join Aoba Johsai

Now, despite everything, he always went to cheer you on

It didn’t matter where it was the Nationals, if you were going, he was to

So when in your second year -and his third year- you became the captain of the girls team, he was excited.

So excited, he decided to take you out to have dinner at your favorite restaurant, after all his little sister was following his steps

It was Friday, so you cut your practice a little shorter to go to Aoba Johsai and wait for him

Once in the school, you went directly to the gym, finding Iwaizumi on the way

He knew you, being the longest and best friend of Oikawa he was bound to meet you at some point, so you to always kept contact

“hey, captain too, huh? Proud of you, kiddo. Rub it in Shittykawa face” he says ruffling your hair “Let me present you the team, i don’t remember if Shittykawa has tell them he has a little sister”

Oikawa, in fact, didn’t tell them

Once you entered with Iwaizumi you hear people calling his name, from the looks of it, the other third years

One with Black hair and one with brown hair, who smirk and tease Iwaizumi after noticing you, the unknown girl

The second and first years looked mostly confused, but still respecting their senior privacy, they didn’t comment much

One though, a cat looking boy, was just looking at you…and then at his captain, who just walked out of the lockers

“oh? Yn-chan? Here already?” he asks you, smiling at you as he comes closer “shit, we need to go! I made reservations and all!”

“Wait, wait, wait there, you’re not presenting us?” the other black hair dude grins

“Why would I want to present her to guys like you?” Oikawa retorts, you stay there watching amused

“‘Like us’? As if you aren’t the one who constantly has girls around him. Pretty, why are you even dating this loser?” the brown hair one asks you

“Dating?” you ask confused. You look at your brother, who also has a dumbfounded look, and start laughing

“She’s beautiful, isn’t she? I guess beauty runs in the family…but I clearly was the favorite one” Oikawa says, which made you raise your eyebrow before hitting him

“Well, I guess you had to have something since you lack in the intelligence department” you say back

“Eh?! I’m incredibly intelligent, mind you!”

"Sure are…”

“I am!” you two start bickering “and I’m even better at volleyball, by the way!”

“Oh really? And who got into Shiratorizawa and became captain of her team first, huh?”

“I decline Shiratorizawa, not the other way around!” you two keep going, why? Because you’re siblings, and what type of siblings don’t pointlessly argue?

“emm….not to interrupt but…you two are family? And you are from Shiratorizawa?” the black hair asks, everyone in the team, outside of Iwaizumi, was just confused

After a brief introduction and explanation of everything, things were settled down

But not before Matsukawa and Hanamaki started teasing his captain because of all the achievements you had before him

You and Iwaizumi of course joined the teasing, even some second and first years were slightly joining

After a few minutes though, you look at your brother, making sure he wasn’t actually hurt by any of the teasing remarks. Both of you may annoy the life out of each other, but will always end up supporting each other dreams

In conclusion, meeting his team was definitely chaotic, but you could tell that they care and respect your brother, also accepting you as part of their family now

Which means that now you also have a whole bunch of new cheerleaders that are ready to cheer you on, even if it hurts their pride a little.

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atsumwah · 1 year

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about time

featuring : iwaizumi hajime

includes : you being oikawa's sister, brothers best friend trope, a teeny tiny mention of drinking, and you and makki being besties

notes : i legit put iwa and bo in the wheel name spinning thing bcs i was too indecisive to pick and iwa won three in a row....the universe apparently sided with this hunk 2day ! ignore the mistakes if you find any, i’ll fix em laterzzz :)))

being oikawa's sister had its perks.

you're instantly popular, you have boys queuing up to get your number, every girl in the school was nice to you ( though they only wanted to get closer to your brother but you didn't care honestly) so really there wasn't anything you can complain about.

except that you have the biggest crush on your brother's best friend.

it's not that he's just hot, like insanely godly hot, he's also really nice. all the years you've known iwaizumi, there wasn't a moment where he wasn't a gentleman to you, despite being together for so long people might mistake you three as siblings.

like when you were five and fell on your knees, he was the one who ran to get the first aid kit (damn your brother he did nothing but laugh, the audacity)

or when you were thirteen when you were scared to walk alone after school without oikawa because he was sick and iwaizumi offered himself up despite having his classes end way earlier than you (and continues to do so when your brother couldn't accompany you)

or when you were 21, drunk off your ass at a bar and having him pick you up, knowing that his campus was literally halfway across town but still came when he heard you sobbing at the other end of the phone.

the little things he does makes your heart flutter, toes curl and mind only filled with thoughts of him. he's the reason why your standards in men are so high and you aren't going to settle less than any of that. you weren't going to settle if it wasn't him.

even so, you're pretty sure he doesn't see you in the same light. again, you've known each other for years, you basically grew up together, so you're pretty sure he only sees you as his best friend annoying little sister (even worse, he's own little sister)

"why does he have to be like that, makki?" you whine, your head lulling to the right to rest on your best friend's shoulder.

"that being?" he teased, taking a sip from his drink as he eyed you from the side.

"you know, irresistibly hot." you gestured to iwaizumi who was working at the counter, "how am i supposed to move on if i see him everyday?"

"that's your own fault. you know he works here."

you did but that's not the point.

"still," you grumbled out, "thought i was being obvious enough. can't he just, i don't know,reject me?"

"honey, you and i both know he's oblivious as hell. i think you need to spell it out for him to get it."

you groaned, hitting your head against the table again.

"hey, what if i set you up with a guy? maybe you'll learn to move on." makki suggested.

it wasn't like the idea of meeting someone new hasn't crossed your mind before. it's just that, well, they're not him.

"did you miss the part where haji's literally perfect and most men aren't?"

"ahem."

"most men besides haji and you aren't."

"better." he said smugly before continuing. "what if i made sure he checks all your boxes, hmm? i know a lot of people."

"i don't know," you bit your lip, "i guess i trust you…"

"that's a dangerous thing to do, you know?"

your head whipped to the sound of his voice coming from behind you.

"i'm literally your best friend, dude."

"not by choice."

a chuckle escaped your lips at his bluntness.

"hey!"

"what are you talking about and why are you trusting makki with it?"

before you could even answer, makki did for you.

"we were talking about setting her up on a date," he said proudly.

"a date, huh?" he eyed you from the side, "thought you had all the boys lining up your feet, princess."

you're so unfair, hajime.

"they're not that interesting, i guess." you said instead.

"good. keep your standards high. you can't trust men these days."

"you're literally a man."

"i'm different."

"ahem." makki not so subtly coughed again.

"like I said, i'm different—ow— i will literally kick you, makki."

you only smiled, never agreeing more with a statement. he was different, or maybe there was something different about the way you felt for him compared to anyone else. and as much as you wanted something more with him, you're smart enough to realize that that dream was way out of reach.

maybe going on a blind date wouldn't be the worst idea.

***

"i'm so gonna kill you!"

"what'd he do?" makki said on the other line.

"not only did he criticize what i ordered, he even took some of my food and didn't even ask for it! he said and i quote 'a pretty thing like you can't finish this, right?' you know i don't share food!"

"i’m sorry bout that honey. he seemed pretty cool when i talked to him before. he did looked excited when he saw a picture of you."

"ugh men. that's it, i'm just gonna wait for my prince charming to come."

"so no more blind dates?"

"nope." you clicked your tongue as you opened the door to your apartment. "thanks hiro, i did appreciate the thought. i'm gonna call it a night."

"alright, sleep tight honey."

you removed the phone lodged between your shoulder and ear before dropping through keys in the bowl next to the door.

"you're home early."

you let out a gasp at the sudden intruder, your heart calming down when you realize who it was. "my god, how did you come in?"

"you gave me the keys, dumbass." iwaizumi shook the spare keys in front of you, then settled himself on the countertop. "so how was your date?"

"how'd you know it was today?" you took off your coat and immediately went to the refrigerator, taking out a can of—well two cans— of something that would probably make you forget your date.

"makki's not one to keep quiet, you know."

"right. well, it's a lost cause you could say."

"that bad?"

"yup," you downed it down immediately, wincing at the aftertaste. "what're you doing here anyways? it's late."

"had to make sure you got back safe." he said nonchalantly, "your brother would've nagged me if something happened to you."

"i'm a big girl, hajime. i can take care of myself." you said, annoyed, though your beating heart says otherwise. "pretty sure he's dying for me to get someone. he's always saying how i'm repulsing men."

"we both know that's not true, princess," he says.

ugh there it is again. that stupid nickname that makes you weak in the knees for the man in front of you.

"yeah well…" you started, avoiding his eyes as you spoke, "i appreciate you coming to check up on me but i don't need another brother breathing down my back, alright?"

you expect him to shrug it off or to roll his eyes like oikawa would but instead you're confused at his next words.

"do i really give off that impression to you?"

you turned your head towards him. it almost sounded like he was hurt. "what do you mean?"

"nothing." he says almost instantly after that. "nothing, i just— forget i said anything." and with that he goes off to grab his coat hanging by the rack.

but you were curious. because the way he said it seemed like it was out of surprise. like it's the first time he realized that.

"wait," you grabbed his arm before he could go. "tell me what you mean by that?"

was it the booze that made you act this way too? yeah probably.

" 's doesn't matter. forget it, alright?" he makes a move to leave but tug his arm out. you hold on tighter.

"tell me." you say, persistently. "i’m not letting you go until you tell me. i'll jump on your back right now even."

"let go."

"for someone bigger than my brother you sure are a wimp."

"are you trying to provoke me?"

"is it working?" you said before adding, "wimp."

"it's not working."

you pouted. "it always works with tooru."

"that's because he has a huge ego." he let out a yelp when you actually fulfilled your threat by jumping on his back. "hey, get off!"

"not until you tell me!" you locked your legs around him with your arms around his neck to stay determined. "this usually works on tooru too. only it involves a lot more hair pulling." you said triumphantly, before realizing how close your face has gotten to his. apparently he noticed it too judging by how wide his eyes are and how red he looks up close.

"if i tell you, you might hate me." he whispers, words only for you to hear.

"i could never hate you." that's ridiculous. you were literally in love with him, hello?

he looked uncertain, but eventually gave in when you were still stubborn to let him go.

“...i like you, y/n."

pardon?

"if you're messing with me, i will pull your hair out." you managed to say.

"please don't. mine doesn't grow as fast as your shitty brother."

"you're…for real then?"

"yes."

"then why would you think i hate you?"

iwaizumi winced, like the next few words were gonna be painful. "you said you think of me as a brother."

"because i thought you only saw me as a sister!" you blurted out.

"what?" his big saucer eyes matching your own. "what're you saying?"

"i'm in love with you." you bit your lip and continued on. "i've been in love with you ever since i can remember."

there. it was finally out, no takesies backsies. honestly it felt good to have that in the open. it was like ripping off a bandaid, painful but at the same time, relieving.

but then panic set in when he didn't say anything for a solid minute.

you watched as his face slowly turned red till the tip of his ears and his mouth opening, closing, as if still figuring out what to say. his hands moved first, slowly taking you off of his back and turning your body so you were now hugging him from the front, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

"so… we like each other?" he says, lips unbelievably close to your own.

"apparently."

"so if i wanted to kiss you, your would say…" he trails off, eyes solely focusing on your lips.

"i'd say it's about damn time, haji." you mimicked his movements.

"about damn time," he mutters before claiming your lips with his.

about damn time indeed.

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iwas-princess · 1 year

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hihihi can I plzpkzplzpkz have iwaizumi hajime w a oikawas little sister!reader

iwaizumi hajime • my pride and joy

genre: fluff/suggestive

“babe, should we bring the watermelon or beer?” hajime called from the kitchen. his eyes were fixated on the brand new bottle of wine in his hands as he read the label curiously, a crease forming between his brows and a frown on his lips giving away his current emotion.

“um, i think kawa is going to bring the watermelons.” you answered as you entered the room after getting ready in the bedroom. “wait, no- matsukawa is.”

“so beer it is.” he sighed before settling the bottle into the open tote bag on the counter, his attention having yet to travel on you ever since you walked in.

“sorry.” you apologetically mumbled, watching his back muscles contort briefly when he set the wine down.

your prideful older brother, toru, was hosting a celebratory cookout in honor of his departure to argentina next week, gathering everyone he had ever met in his luxurious backyard this evening.

you were already practically sick that he would be so far away from you for a pretty large period of time, and this crowded get together didn’t help calm your nerves. if you weren’t dating his best friend, you easily could have gotten away with not attending and rescheduling with him in the morning to go out for lunch instead. but, iwaizumi persisted that you both go, reasoning that it would ‘matter more in the future’ and ‘you’re his favorite person, you have to go’. it was pathetic how well you listened to him, you decided.

his breath hitched as he turned around and caught sight of you, suddenly feeling anxious for the following few hours with you and two hundred other people. hajime always knew you were gorgeous, even as a child, but it never failed to take his breath away at how well you cleaned up.

“hey, sexy.” he mumbled under his breath before cockily leaning against the marble counter and shamelessly checking you out.

your cheeks heated at his attention, his predatory gaze and sly smirk making your sundress feel suddenly tight. you knew it was one of his favorites, but had faith that he would try to keep it together just for today— even at home. but, obviously you were too hopeful because now he’s practically drooling on his shirt.

“haji, wait until we get home before you start flirting. you’re only going to work yourself up with no relief.”

he groaned like a angsty teenager, throwing his head back dramatically at your denial. he understood why, of course, given that you both were staying at oikawa’s until the later when party had ended, but he still found himself slightly disappointed. it would be hours until you arrived home, hours of other people gawking at you while trying to hide from hajime’s view to avoid getting killed and he really wasn’t in the mood to watch you cry as he and toru argued over a ruined party.

since childhood, iwaizumi had been scarily protective of you, even more so than your own brother. everyone was terrified of him when it came to you, and even though you were hot, they all knew better than to pay you any mind. any more than a quick ‘hi’ would send them home battered and sulking, and absolutely no one planned on that fate tonight.

but, he was sure someone would try to tempt him with the way that dress hugged your curves.

“oh, stop acting like a child. you’ll get your fix on the car ride home— if you’re good.” you placed a quick kiss to his jaw for reassurance as you left the room once more, heading to the bathroom to finish your makeup.

good, he’ll be indeed.

—

the party was chaotic, just as you and hajime had suspected. your brother’s two acer backyard was filled with far more people than he had claimed he invited, and the many conversations overlapped each other loudly.

it was gorgeous though, the decorators sure outdid themselves with the many yards of fairy lights that hung over everyone’s heads and the floral arrangements took all of the guest’s breath away as they entered. drinks were in each hand, the variety being either a wine glass or a beer bottle, most picking the former.

tonight, you and iwaizumi chose to stay near the gazebo where oikawa and his fiancé stood as they greeted all of the guests and old friends of his with large smiles on their faces. most old high school teammates would make their way over to you two next, itching to catch up with the former ace and his girlfriend— his captain’s baby sister.

all of sejioh remembers the infamous oikawa y/n, the girl who was very off limits but everyone wanted, especially her brother’s teammates. it had been a common locker room joke that she would marry one of them someday, and they would gush about how great of a wife she’d be. iwaizumi would often find himself in a good amount of trouble afterward for getting physical with whoever would bring it up, or take of too far, and you had never loved him more than when you heard all of those stories.

“i just can’t believe that you were her pick.” an old teammate shook his head in disbelief as he downed his wine. “i mean, don’t get me wrong, iwa, i’m not surprised you were in love with her, especially after all of those punches i got back then, but wow. i’m just shocked she chose you and not hanamakki. they were good friends there for a while, y’know?”

you could practically feeling the anger fuming off of your boyfriend as your arms linked with him, his tan skin feeling clammy and heated against yours. his face was slightly red, tinted with light frustration from his old friend’s tipsy ramble. it was his second glass, and he had been talking both of your ears off for an hour now about ‘the good old days’. you wouldn’t have minded if hajime hadn’t felt so stiff and hot with each word the man spoke.

“yeah, well, i guess i was more her type than makki.” he shrugged, trying his best to come off as unbothered. “right, babe?”

you nodded, flashing a tight smile at his forced tone.

the flex of his arm as it suddenly tucked you closer to him caused a wave of need to flash through you, his possessiveness and strength making him even more attractive tonight.

you glanced at his face, but soon regretted it once you found that you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. he was a hunk, his face flushed slightly out of aggravation and lips in a very forced smile, as if he was trying his best not to frown angrily. you’ve always thought his hotheaded nature was attractive but tonight, it had done something entirely different to you.

you didn’t feel the insatiable need to tear his clothes off, or makeout with him in the bathroom until you both got caught— you felt proud.

proud that you had been lucky enough to find someone so obsessed with you that the mention of your ‘choice’ had him fuming and tightly trapping your arm in his.

also, so very proud that he was trying his best to appear far more positive than he actually felt, an accomplishment that he had never been able to achieve. but for you, he did.

and you had never felt so perfect for him than now.

“yep, definitely my type.”

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cutecatlov3r · 9 months

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my character ai bots:

haikyuu:

atsumu miya:

your annoying ass roommate- atsumu answered the door, in his boxers. his hair was all messy, sweat ran down his face lightly. “who are ya?”

he’s drunk- “‘m… Atsumu Miya. yer really pretty ya know? im a er- marine biologist” he slurred. “man shut up, you play volleyball!” one of his friends interrupted. “tch! shuddup, will ya?! tryna act cool!”

kotaro bokuto:

emo mode- “im so stupid…everyone should just stop passing the ball to me!!” he announced, sulking.

he’s spiderman- all was well until he took a glance out the window, seeing a villain. “crap! I-i mean uh I gotta go run to the bathroom!”

your his fan- after the game, you walked down and greeted him, asking to sign your shirt, sheepishly.

koshi sugawara:

he’s your son’s teacher- you walked into the classroom, hugging your boy, the teacher smiled at you. “ah, are you his sister?” he asked, kindly.

he’s jealous- “what were you and hinata talking about?” he asked, his voice sounding innocent. but his hand tightened on your thigh just a bit.

your his coworker- “let me help you” he went behind you, his body pressing against your back, one arm grabbing the item, other grazing your hip.

shoyo hinata:

he hit you w a ball- “are you okay? I’m sorry hehhhh, I didn’t see where I was landing my spike” he extended his hand out to you, sheepishly.

he can fix you- “you’ve been running from love your whole life. give me one chance and I promise that I can make the pain better” he had your hands in his, looking with pleading eyes.

he got sick- …it was a sad moment for the karasuno team. shoyo got sick in the middle of a game and their team had lost the chance to win nationals. he may only be a first year and he will have more chances to win but he wanted to with this year really bad.

kenma kozume:

streaming wars- you and him are friends, having a little rivalry when it comes to being liked in the gaming community. only for views, not really hating each other.

rivals- as soon as Kenma met you he despised you. he couldn't stand you, all he wanted was to sit in peace. usually he doesn't mind being around loud people but you... he never wanted to be around you.

he hates brats- right now you two were getting ready to record, you whined the whole time as he was fixing the camera. he rolled his eyes. he put his hand over your mouth, other gripping your hair tightly. “can you just shut the hell up?”

cat hybrid- walking along the streets at night it was pouring rain. you sighed, walking in the rain, forgetting your umbrella at work. while walking you hear something. “meow”

tetsuro kuroo:

helping you study- he hits your head with the rolled newspaper article again. this has been going on ever since you went over to his home an hour ago. “wrong answer”

hajime iwaizumi:

scolding you- “i told your dumbass he was bad news, you never wanna listen to me” he reminded, shrugging his shoulders, looking as you packed you ex boyfriend’s things.

yuu nishinoya:

he’s drunk- “noooo because likeeeee why the hell was I sooo delusional? i never had a chance with kiiiyoko *hic* she was always gonna be tanaka’s girl” he slurred, laughing.

keiji akaashi:

he loves feeding you- he grabs your chin, prying your mouth open with his thumb, feeling your soft lips. “eat”

the pretty setter- you were watching the volleyball game of your school, fukurodani. while watching, you saw the most handsome guy you’ve ever seen.

kei tsukishima:

he hates you(?)- you and Tsukishima weren’t even friends. he didn’t like you… he thought your attractiveness was annoying. when he kissed you a few months ago it was off to you. then when you woke up in his bed almost every weekend. if he hated you so much why did he sleep with you?

toru oikawa:

kageyama tobio:

osamu miya:

guys I will be adding more soon, please leave some suggestions tho ! <3

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vainilla-milk · 1 year

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your little sister's first love feat. oikawa, atsumu, osamu, kuroo

tags: headcanons, established relationship, fem! reader, reader's sister is six years old

sinopsis: your younger sister finds her first love in your boyfriend after introducing him to your family and he started hanging around your home you try to spend time together without breaking her heart.

oikawa

When she saw your boyfriend for the first time she got hearts in her eyes, Oikawa has quite an affinity with children, only that your sister was too affected by his sympathy.

He likes to play with your little sister for a while to tire her out and then have the whole afternoon for you, after all there are few afternoons he has free from training.

She fervently believes that Oikawa is her destined prince and Oikawa believes that he is YOUR destined prince.

You love your sister very much even though you get to a point where it stresses you out too much that she is so invasive when he comes to see you.

One day Oikawa came up with the idea of introducing you to his nephew, the plan worked like a charm.

Now you can say that you finally have Oikawa all to yourself.

atsumu

Ok, Atsumu is undeniably handsome and unintentionally also captivated your sister the day you introduced him to your family.

He is not so patient with children although there are exceptions, with your sister he was quite gentlemanly but that only generated more attachment from her towards him.

During a dinner you invited Atsumu to, he almost choked on his tea when your sister suddenly shouts that she was going to marry your boyfriend.

"I want to sleep with him!" she whined several times where he went to sleep over with you.

You were tired of his attachment until it occurred to you to ask Atsumu if he knew of any children's sports clubs.

He quickly understood your idea and came up with nothing more creative than signing her up for a volleyball club for girls.

Ding dong

Your sister went from being in love with the blonde Miya to asking him to please teach her how to get better at volleyball.

How could he refuse that? At the end of the little practice he would lock you in his arms all night in your room.

osamu

Well, unlike Atsumu, Osamu does have patience with children.

He is so calm and gentle that even your mother encourages you to bring him home more often.

Osamu can better master the situation of your little sister's crush, distracting her by making cooking evenings which he also loves to do with you.

It turns out that cooking onigiris drained all her energy and consequently in the evening Osamu had all the time in the world to devote to you.

Although your sister was a bit more stubborn and tried to sneak in between the two of you.

Osamu remembered those classic legends his grandmother used to tell him and his brother and decided to tell them to your sister to see if he could get anywhere.

She was intrigued to learn about the famous red thread of destiny, although you also saw the bewilderment in her eyes when she learned that her first love already had his betrothed partner by his side.

kuroo

Your little sister didn't fall in love at first sight when you brought your boyfriend to the apartment where you live with your family.

The thing is, Kuroo was so nice and friendly to her that she gradually developed a crush on him.

He didn't take her seriously, he even liked to be openly affectionate with you because he feels this need to show you off to the world.

Your sister didn't take it well at all that Kuroo had a preference for you....

Whenever he came to see you she insisted on being the first to greet him, she also intruded on your hugs because she was jealous of the attention he gave you.

It wasn't long before you were feeling frustration at not being able to spend time alone together.

Your mother decided to intervene when your sister made a move to kiss Kuroo making him quite uncomfortable.

"My boyfriend, not yours" you tell her jokingly trying to hide your discomfort.

One night you were both quietly cuddling in your bed when you heard your sister crying inconsolably, after your mother calmed her down and left her sleeping in her room she confessed to you that she lied to her and told her you were getting married.

Apparently the lie worked, she didn't even want to see Kuroo again.

"It's not that much of a lie though" you hear the black-haired man say. "Someday you'll be my wife."

You smile shaking your head slightly, Kuroo kisses your forehead and you both go back to your room.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu fic #kuroo x reader #atsumu x reader #oikawa x reader #osamu x reader #hq x reader #hq imagines #hq hcs #kuroo tetsuro x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #atsumu miya x reader #osamu miya x reader

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plooto · 5 months

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Imagine being kyotani's gf but also oikawa's sister? omg I love

gods y’dont know how excited i am !!! ooooo

-> i feel like it would be so subtle to everyone that you’re dating

-> it would probably be kyo who opt for a quiet relationship .

you felt a tap on your uniform skirt . you turned your head to look up at your new boyfriend.

“ don’ be so nervous. if it makes you feel better we can keep quiet about it. ” he sees the gears turning in your head ,

“ i don’ wanna hear his bickering neither. ” finding a way to say it’s not him, but he does it for you , placing his arm on your head and waits until you smile to remove it.

-> you go on little picnic dates when touru and iwaizumi “hang out”

-> haijime definitely know you two are dating and forces your older brother to come to his house to tutor him on something from last year oikawa doesn’t notice.

“ yn, i’m going to iwai’s house fro tutoring again, don’t stay up too late okay? ” you nod, waving to iwaizumi as he gives you a knowing grin.

minutes later, when iwai has texted you that you can go now, you call kyo who is already on his way with his motorcycle.

“ yeah? okay i’m around the corner, i’ve got your helmet so just wear something warm okay? ”

-> kyo is definitely a ‘ bad influence ’.

-> sneaking out at odd hours of the night just to speed walk down the block to hop on his motorcycle.

“ kyo, you’re going to get me caught, touru wakes up in thirty minutess! ” he pats your thigh as your arms circle around his torso tighter,

“ relax baby doll, i’ll get you home on time. ”

-> and this is also how touru find out.

-> he woke up in the middle of the night with a crazy headache and went into your room to make you get him some medicine from downstairs when he doesn’t see you in your room.

-> touru reluctantly goes downstairs to get his ow medicine waiting for you to return, sitting in your bean bag in the corner of your room.

-> all he hears is a motorcycle - the same loud engine he has been hearing for weeks - and muffled voices.

-> he attempts to interrogate you but he wasn’t able to see the guy on the bike, and you weren’t peeping.

“ who was he hm? is he a gang member? a felon?! ” touru gasped, dramatic tears flowing at the thought of someone so bad corrupting his little sister.

“ touru you’re being dramatic. ” you say and whisk him off to bed, texting your boyfriend a quick message to tell him what happened.

-> it wasn’t until oikawa was graduating that you finally told him, showing up hand in hand with kyotani at his graduation.

“ yn- what- ” you laughed at his stuttering,

“ touru, i’d like you to meet my boyfriend. ” you grin, iwaizumi coming behind him to give him a nice smack to the head. kyotani gives your brother a cocky smirk, outstretching his hand,

“ nice to meet you. ”

#kyotani x y/n #kyotani fluff #hq kyoutani #kyotani kentaro #kyotani imagine #kyotani x reader #kyotani kentaro x you #hq kyotani #. character // kentarou kyoutani #rae thinks 🍓 // headcannons #rae’s requests 🫶

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iwaasfairy · 1 year

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┌─ “ „ FIXED

tw. cest, bit of degradation but mainly praise, spit, oral fixation, oral, choking, its kinda soft pffff so tw feelings, corruption, hajime gets off on the guilt wordcount. 4.2k

a/n. who's surprised about more cest? exactly no one ♡♡♡ but i missed hajime nii, besides i haven't written nearly enough full length big bro iwa fics FIXED /fikst/ 1. predetermined and not subject to or able to be changed. (adj.) 2. mend or repair. (verb)

iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

You never really knew that much about boys growing up. That’s just how it went. Hajime started playing volleyball before you were old enough to remember different. Your life was constructed around it. Every practice for him meant no free babysit for your parents, so you were dragged with mom to dance class with other moms. And they brought their equally clueless baby girls, which led to you enrolling in girls related things with girls who related.

You wouldn’t have known about boy’s things, apart from the small circle of cultivated friends Hajime allowed into his space, and yours. It wasn’t on purpose, but the outcome was still the same.

Any and all information you had about boys came straight from Hajime’s mouth, who was older. Compared to clueless you; niichan held the wisdom of a sage. You always clung to his every word, even as he grew bigger. Even as he grew more snappy, sick of dealing with his friends who were stupid boys and did stupid high school boy things. Everything you didn’t know went through niichan. Not ever the other boy spending too much time in your house, because Oikawa was a liar, and niichan would make sure you remembered it.

But you knew certain things too when you saw them, and what small amount you did know— was now rearing it’s ugly head and asking questions.

“Wh—what’s this? What are you watching?” As you shuffle out of the hall with a frown, you hold niichan’s phone away from your body with loose fingertips. Boys might not have cooties anymore in your mind, but everyone talks about how gross boys are. You don’t want to risk it. And Hajime freezes in place like he’s guilty, wide-eyed. It’s brand new. Unusual. Like hitting bullseye on the first throw, tickling your brain from within.

See, Hajime was always bigger than most in your town, athletically built, and prone to using that build full of energy and power to his advantage. That to say, he was always quicker than most to squish you into silence or grab you by the collar instead of using his words when it came to accusations. Your parents weren't around much to scold him for it. It’s what his popular best friend loved to call ‘anger issues’, wait for it to blow up.

And silent, thinly veiled panic isn’t — that.

“Why the hell are you on my phone?” Hajime’s face blanks as he puts down the remote, glances over his shoulder for supervision, and puts on his meanest glare as he scrambles up from the couch. He’d been left on little sister duty all afternoon, and now, you’d gone and made a critical error. Your friends joke about no-goes, but you never really got why ‘messing around on a boy’s phone’ was an issue.

Hajime nii clearly doesn’t agree. His biceps bulge as he crosses his arms over his chest with mouth set in a thin line, and you shuffle in place within arms’ reach of him.

“I’m not on your phone, I just found it like this on your bed.” It’s the truth, you hadn’t meant to find anything. Intent doesn’t matter to your big brother though, because he towers you as he does. It’s the best way you can describe the way he glares you down ice cold, close enough to make your skin break out in goosebumps, waiting for retaliation. If you were any of his guy friends, you’re sure they’d get a solid kick to the shin. The little sister treatment is more mean mugging you until you fidget. “I wasn’t even snooping, I just needed to get a charger,” you tack on, swinging your arms behind your back.

“Give it.”

“No,” you quip back, for no particular reason other than to win the back and forth that always starts like this.

“Give me my phone, before I choose to take it.” His hand sticks out, bigger than yours, and you lean back a little. Usually it’s just empty threats. But sometimes you pick the wrong day to argue back, until you end screaming like a banshee under him like it’s life or death. Niichan’s still young enough where it makes him feel strong not to hold back.

The second ‘no’ sticks in your throat as he leans into your space more, and you can basically taste the natural instinct to roll over before he gets there. But you can’t help yourself. You want answers. You don’t deliver the device as quickly as he wants you to. A single eyebrow raises -an I dare you- deciding whether or not to smack you over the head for your transgression.

And you should know better, but the younger sibling in you aches. You suck your bottom lip. “Why are you watching this?” you grimace as you look at the phone again, unlocking it to reveal the video of a naked girl suckling on what the deadly annoying, high-pitched whine of ‘step brother’ loud through the little phone speaker says is her brother’s… parts. It doesn’t look like anything you’ve ever seen, from the few seconds you watched. But niichan always gets into the bath before you, and you don’t peek. Ever. But judging by the groaning and moaning from the guy, it must be-

Hajime goes bright red in his face as he yanks the phone out of your hands. “Don’t play it, are you fucking stupid?” Your father is still just as busy in his office as he’s been all day, but the way he panics to turn it off would almost make you think differently.

“It’s porn, isn’t it? You’re watching porn.” You’ve heard your friends talk about porn enough to know what it is. You just don’t know why he’s watching it. “Why?”

After clicking out of the tab, your big brother makes a face that’s equal parts fed up, and embarrassed, but he doesn’t give you any of the answers you’re looking for. “Shittykawa sent me that, ’s nothing. Just- fuck, don’t touch my shit again. Or I’ll knock the sense into you, y’hear?”

“But why watch it?”

“You’re dumber than you look if you think I’ll talk to you about-” The last word isn’t even spoken, but it feels like it’s heard just as loud. Your brother watches porn. There’s a pit in your stomach. Because your brother isn’t a liar, but he also isn’t a gossip. And he doesn’t offer up important information until you ask, which always ends with you feeling left out. Late. The overly girly pout of the woman moaning rings in your mind over and over. You’ve never done that stuff to your brother. Instead of helping you out, he hoards info. It makes the hairs on your neck stand up, and you don’t know why.

When he goes to brush past you, you wrap your arms around his waist and cling to him, face to stomach as he tries to walk away. “I’m not done,” you drag out the word, “niichan, stahp-uh. St-aw-aww! You’re hurting me!” You’re really to blame for the way you struggle to hold him in place, and he isn’t one to just fold without a fight. “Niisan~ tell me why! Come on, don’t be annoying. Ughh— don- you’re annoying!” Hajime nii doesn’t just give in. You know that as well as he does.

“Get off!!” His hand is big and warm as it wraps around your neck and he shoves his thigh between your legs, lifted off the floor. You cling on, squeezing hard as he huffs and you use your whole body to try and keep him in place. “Let go of me, brat, fuckin’-uhg- you’re—” You manage to fall back halfway into the couch with Hajime’s weight on top of you in the struggle and bite it, butt landing hard on the floor as he knees you in the shoulder and protects your face just in time. “Idiot, you wanna break your nose over this shit?”

“Why are you looking at that stuff, tell me!” you demand again, through welling up tears this time. “I want to know, or else- Else I’ll ask Oikawa.” He moves just enough to cradle your face and watch you for a second, then blows out a deep breath.

“No, you don’t.” His eyes zero in on yours, and his eyebrows flatten out a little. “You’ve made your point, just stop making a scene.” After running a hand through his spiky tufts of hair, he clicks his tongue. “If I tell you, will you shut up about it?”

Your head bobs up and down quickly, always ready to indulge your brother. “Of course! Promise.” Your voice is extra sweet when you say it.

In turn, Hajime sits back down to make some room for your shoulder as you sink down against the furniture, and look up at him. “Get up from the floor, c’mon-”

“Hajime nii~,” you bristle, crossing your arms over your chest, “just say it.”

You can basically see him think about rolling his eyes, but he fights the urge to instead let out a noncommittal huff, and pats his thigh. “Suit yourself.” You swallow down a sniffle, and rest your head onto the couch. And your niichan’s eyes flick to you again, hesitating. “What d’you want me to- I- If you wanna know why I watched it, it’s- because it feels good. I like it.” Your face must give away your confusion, because he glances over his shoulder again before patting your head and running his fingers through your hair in nerves. “And it is easier for guys to… come if we watch stuff.”

“Like it?” Your lashes tickle against the fabric as you look up at him, not yet satisfied. He’s not getting away with a measly little explanation like that. “But what was the girl doing?” Niichan’s chest rumbles softly with the deep breath he takes, pulling his fingers down to squeeze the bridge of your nose instead, like it’ll shut you up. But it doesn’t, only makes you whine and push at the hand. When he speaks again, his voice is very soft, almost too much so. It makes you giddy. It warms your blood. You love when Hajime nii tells you secrets, or things you’re not supposed to know.

The low mumble reaches. “Sucking his dick.”

Sucking it. You pop your lips, and watch as he starts bouncing his leg next to your head. But the lady in the video wasn’t just sucking. You’re not sure how to word it, so just pout for a moment. It’s not like you mean to push it too far. Evidently, you do though. “Can I do that to you, niichan?”

It nails the coffin closed, because he suddenly stands up and narrows his eyes, as heat comes up all the way to his ears. “Oh my god, don’t make it sound fucked up. I’m—”

"What, what, what?" you pout, and cling to him.

"Shut. Your. Trap. Dad's gonna hear." He takes your cheeks between his index finger and thumb, and makes you really look into his eyes. “Don’t ask anyone else that. Ever, okay? I’m not- talking about this with you right now.”

The conversation sated you back then, it seems. Because it doesn’t come up again until you’ve totally forgotten about it, much, much later. Late enough for you to be awoken from your sleep with an involuntary yawn. Hajime’s apartment is still pitch black, but you’re not unaware of the shape next to you as it slips into the covers with careful motions. Your chest rises and falls shallowly, before you nose pushes into his chest and he settles. “Sorry.”

“M’n -rom d’airport, miss you,” you slur, and also curl up further into Hajime’s heat, who doesn’t bother to try and understand you. You’re not even sure yourself. Only that you don’t want him to move, and that the gentle soothing motion of his heavy hand on your hip is nice. “Hm?”

“You’re taking up my side,” his voice rattles your skull with how deep and low it feels this close to your brain.

“‘M not leaving, you’re warm. Wanna stay here. Forever.” It’s enough to have him give in, slide an arm under your side and drape you up a little higher onto his pillow to really slide in nice and close next to you. Chest to chest, and your face to his collar. It isn’t the first time you’ve cuddled, or felt his thighs force some room between your legs to slide one of his between.

But it’s weird. You can still feel his eyes on your face, magnetic in the twilight. They trail paths all over, suffocatingly so. When you open your eyes as much as the call of sleep will allow, your lashes almost brush his nose, and it tickles, and your big brother’s breath dusts over your cheeks. “Wanna get more sleep before I have to go back home.” You justify, but Hajime doesn’t nod, doesn’t disagree either. He just looks, too close to your face. Your sleepiness doesn’t matter so much when your heart patters against your ribs. It’s just - like ice sliding down your spine, you can feel how your stomach turns inside you, and how hot the air feels. Why is it weird?

You’re older now. You know better now. There’s a whisper, a soft “niichan,” anything to break the tension. It is breathier than you mean it to come out. You just want to know if he feels nauseous too, sensing the same feeling of hell pressing down on your chest as the room seems to come closer. He seems to come closer too. He’s always so bright, so present in your mind. Whether you’re halfway across the world or kept

in his arms. And then pillowy lips connect with yours, nose brushing along your matching one, and your lips are pushed open by a wet, warm tongue. A hot flash travels down your throat as you try not to skitter away at the feeling. It takes a few seconds for your brain to catch up. Why is it different? Why? Why’s your belly burning with a strange sort of pressure? Tonight’s the last night you’ll be spending in Hajime’s apartment for a while, maybe.

His tongue slides into your mouth and tangles with yours, tasting of watermelon and mint mouthwash, and his heart beats slower against your chest. He’s just so close, and you feel like you’re drifting off into dreamland with how warm you feel melting into him. “M-nii -chan,” your voice comes, and a hand grabs your cheek to pull your face closer to his. You’re instantly reminded… of that high pitched moan of that girl on that video.

“Shh, ‘s okay. I’ve got you,” he noses along your jaw, before pressing a lingering kiss right in the middle of your bobbing throat. You don’t expect him to sit up. You don’t expect him to slide his arm under your knees and move you sideways, and to come back to your face for more warm, sloppy, wrong kisses. “I love you. I love you.” This is… wrong, isn’t it? It’s incest, and wrong. The word that haunted you ever since you learned it’s meaning. He groans your name in the quiet, and you automatically reply with a soft moan. Can’t help it. The kissing turns into deeper, needier, panting and spit on your bottom lip before he slides the calloused tips of his fingers over the exposed sliver of your tummy and up.

Hooking your flimsy cotton onto his fingers and pulling at it until he reaches the swell of your tits, but not revealing anything yet. You shake, and your legs spread apart. There’s a pressure on your bladder, on the lowest part of your belly, where heat collects itself and drips out of you into your panties— and it should be more embarrassing than it is. But your pout is kissed by your devoted, all-knowing big brother, and you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

“Let me- wanna show you somethin’ now.” His breathing against you feels like heaven, sweetening your blood until you can barely think straight over the smacking mouths and dripping of spit and your cunt and the swirling fire in your loins. “You’re so fucking- pretty.” His chest rubs against your tits, and his fingers pinch the skin where your breasts blush with heat, squeezing with a low rumble of his voice. He wants to say something, but doesn’t get the words out, clearly, as he shuts himself up in your lips, then your throat, down to your tits. Your pussy’s glowing, and your mind foggy- something you can’t pinpoint to either sleep or the moment, and is most likely both combined.

Hajime nii’s boxers are barely clinging onto his thighs with the way it’s tented around his cock when he pulls back, taking a long look just like you are. He’s hot, physically burning under your eyes. But also… filled out so much. He was always broad, but now it’s just distracting. Carved from marble and dusted with gold. It’s childish, petulant even, how you take in the sight and moan with your hands pawing at his shirt, but so fucking true. You’re overcome with it, with love for him.

And niichan seems similarly affected as you are, because there’s a furrow between his brows that only relaxes when he stares at your blushy, spit-covered lips, your heaving chest, the sticky patch of your panties as you’re laid spread on his bed.

His hand comes to yours, letting you wrap your fingers around his, but he doesn’t move beyond that. Only breathes deeply, and stares at the way you tangle your fingers between his. “Niichan, please,” you whine, pulling, tugging, demanding him into motion until he places his free hand onto his chubbed cock and squeezes himself through the fabric. The wet patch of his gray boxers clings uncomfortably to his cockhead, and you suck your lip between your teeth. “Show me, niichan. I wa- wan’ you to, please.”

You’re the one sitting up first, grabbing a handful of your own tits to whimper as his fist stays screwed around his cock— and have to lean yourself all the way down to nose at the inside of his thigh before he finally moves again. “Oh- fuck.” His hips jerk as he rubs himself against your cheek once, and when you moan, again. Large hands and long fingers splay out over your head to keep you in place as gently as he can manage as you let your spit-slick tongue rub against him as he fucks into the air and you chase. You only manage a little glance up between your lashes at his heavy petting and desperate few pumps against the softness of your mouth, but it’s plenty.

Plenty to see the blown out pupils and bead of sweat rolling down his neck, his ears and cheeks a dusty pink. Your big brother groans when you brush your thumb over the sticky patch of the fabric and wrap a ring of fingers around him, forcing the covered head to pop into your soft mouth with a loud kissy noise. “I- Fucking hell, get o- oh,” he doesn’t let you stay latched on, tangling his fingers in your hair and holding you away as he shudders, “you wan’it? That makes you feel good, does it?” The pull of your hair feels good though, pussy clenching around nothing again.

“Mhm, being under my big brudder makes me feel good.” You can’t keep yourself from nuzzling into his hand when he releases you to get up onto his knees, and watch as he shoves the boxers down his thick thighs with slower motions than you wish he’d use. It’s a little unfair. Even in the low light, you can see the glossiness of his cockhead, the little trail of hair leading you all the way down to right between muscular legs- and your nails drag down the skin with a needy whine until he rests the heavy tip back onto your lips. Onto your squirming, little tongue.

Hajime’s breathing comes to a halt as you lick up the slit and glance up at him, and move your hand to reach under his cock too. “Mh-niichan? You wanted this, right? for how long?”

His eyes go half lidded as he hums. “Long.”

Another long lick sliding down, your spit coats the bottom of his twitching cock until you’re happily nestled at the base and press kisses down. “Is that why you only watch sister porn?”

He groans your name with a tight grunt, and you can see the way his chest caves. You guess it doesn’t really matter. Worse sins have been committed just tonight than your big brother fondling you in his bed, and pressing you down on his lap. But the way it flushes his neck and makes his eyes narrow is so satisfying, you almost don’t know what to do with yourself when he pushes you away from him to roll you onto your back, long fingers finding your neck. The press scares you for a split second, before the pressure makes way for entirely too much pleasure. “Still a fucking brat.” His olive irises flash as he watches you drop open your mouth again, and pull at his shirt with a moan.

“Take this off~ niichan, please. Please.” His shirt is discarded somewhere next to the bed, before he allows you to place your lips back to the thumping, blood-filled head of his cock and wrap them around it. It feels good, really good— and he tastes like Hajime, slowly starting to rock onto your tongue as his hand tightens in your hair.

“Wan- uhuh, fuck, I want to cum down your throat so bad. Use-m- my little sister’s mouth.” He’s heavy, and thick, and spit gets everywhere as you do your very best to hollow your cheeks around his hard cock each time he pushes a little farther in. But of course you gag when he pushes past your tongue into your tight throat, and grunts out your name. He pulls back to let you take a breath but fucks right back into you, now rocking his hips harder and deeper. You gag, and Hajime hums. “Tch, messy little sister. Good, tho- feels so good-” Your fingers squeeze around the part where you can’t quite reach, other hand on his balls, while spit goes everywhere.

“Fuck, I’m fucking my sister’s mouth, this is- so fucked.” You suck harder, and Hajime’s cock twitches in your mouth. “Uh- love— you, uhuh, that’s a good girl.” Your lips are stretched wide, and your throat burns around the intrusion, but the feeling just makes you so lightheaded. Floating off from the world as he cups your face with two hands and jackhammers into your mouth until you can’t tell up from down. Your muffled, sloppy ‘niichan, niichan’ only makes his shoulders raise higher, abs flexed each time he makes you bottom out around him, each time tears run down your face. Even when you gag and push back against him. “You love your big brother too, right?”

“Mhm,” you’re choking on it and enjoying it, breath flooding your lungs each time he pulls back far enough to let you— before you have to grab his thigh and open your teary eyes to glance up at him. “Niichan, Hajime nii, p-please. Want your cock, i-inside, want to be my big brother’s cockslut, plea~se.”

He hauls you up from him by your shoulders, rolls you onto your back as he stares into your eyes. Pupils blown wide, with the pretty sliver of green, he bites his lip so hard it must hurt. “Why— you keep saying shit like that, thinking I’m not going to react? Stop poking.” His long fingers glide from your shoulder up to your neck again, and squeeze just enough to have you seeing little stars that vanish when you look at them. It feels good. Hajime feels so good. With the light of the moon dusting along his edges, you slowly spread your legs on both sides of his body, and blink.

“Mean it. Mn-gh, nii~chan. Want your cock to fill me up, I wan’it so bad. Want you.” He looks rabid as he dips down to shove a thumb between your lips for you to suck, lingering in that heady feeling. More. You moan it around his finger as he pushes on your tongue, but he’s already distracted with the way you’re peeling your own panties down your legs, and how the stings of slick stretch from the fabric all the way to your gushing cunt. “Pl-uh-ese, nii-dan.” Your lewd sucking of his finger and the way you pull your lower legs around his glutes seems to be too much for him.

“Love ya, Hajime niichan.”

You feel his lips crash to yours before his cock is shoved into you, but it’s the latter that instantly has your arms wrap around his muscular back to cling on. Because he’s thick, heavy, and burning hot inside you. Wetness clicks and squelches as he slides all the way in and swallows up your moan. He pulls out, and slams back in hard enough to make your legs jerk. You feel him in your belly. You feel him in your throat. You feel him in your soul too, as he sucks your tongue and cups your cheek and palms your tits all at once. As he pulls out and hits a spot inside you you didn’t even know about, and fucks you so good it makes your toes curl.

“‘S our secret, okay?” he pants when he pulls back, lifting your legs to your chest. And you’re already nodding your head up and down before he has to ask more, letting out the shakiest whimper.

Your voice is extra sweet when you hum. “Of course. Promise~.”

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When the kids ask for a second child (haikyuu)

So I did this with the BC boys and I thought of some scenarios for the Haikyuu boys too ♡ඩ⌔ඩ♡

Kuroo | Bokuto | Atsumu | Tsukishima | Oikawa x f! reader

d/n : daughter's name s/n : son's name h/n : her name

TW: pregnancy, implications of nsfw but not mentioned, unchecked.

Black Clover Version

Kuroo Tetsuro

"Daa daa!!" d/n ran towards her dad the first thing he stepped into the house. Her eyes were red and there were still tears left in her eyes.

"hey there little one," your husband picked your 3 year old up, "are you crying because you missed your daddy soooo much?"

"you wish," you laughed at your husband, giving him a peck on his lips as he frowned.

"so you don't miss daddy anymore? My princess is all grown up now, huh?" he feigned a hurt expression to your daughter.

"I do.." d/n gave a little pout exactly like her father's, "but daddy, Aunty h/n and Uncle Bokuto are having another baby!!"

"oya?" Kuroo looked at you in confusion, "why is this a news to cry about?"

"It's not fair!" d/n wailed, "I want another baby too!"

Kuroo laughed as he tossed his daughter in the air, giving a little kiss to her forehead.

"I'm on it," he winked at his mini him, "give daddy about 4 weeks, then you can share with Uncle Bo that you're gonna have another sibling too~"

"Tetsu!!" you pinched his sides, but something tells you that he was indeed serious.

Bokuto Koutaro

"Mummy! You're buttercup, I'm Blossom and d/n is Bubbles!" Your twin daughter came running to you while you were making an afternoon snack for the family.

"Hey! how about daddy!" your husband whined.

"You're professor!" d/n, twin number 2 exclaimed.

"But that makes mummy my daughter!" you husband finally got the logic right, "That's wrong! Mummy's my wife!"

You always found it funny how your husband liked to bicker with his 4 year old twin daughters about small matters like this.

"Okay!" twin number 1 exclaimed, "Mummy, we need another sister!"

"YA!!" twin 2 shouted from the living room.

"HEY HEY HEY!!" your husband stood up, skipping towards you with sparkles in his eyes.

He picked up the carrot you were slicing and dipped it into the hummus, "I think that's a great idea, mummy."

The carrot and hummus were placed right at your lips, "I think we can have the powerpuff boys next~"

"BO!"

Miya Atsumu

"alright, let's eat!" Osamu placed the pot of curry down on the dining table. You, Atsumu and your 3 year old son were visiting Osamu and h/n at their new home. Of course Osamu the chef had to cook personally for his favourite little nephew, s/n.

s/n always loved eating whatever his uncle made. He would polish his plate clean and that always made Osamu very proud.

"So~" h/n started to talk as everyone began eating, "we have news to tell you guys~"

"h/n is pregnant!" Osamu could barely contain himself.

Atsumu and you cheered loudly. "s/n! Uncle samu gonna have a baby! you'll have a play mate!" Atsumu told his son.

s/n stared at everyone with a blank look, feeling confused at what was going on. He didn't really understood the words 'pregnant', or 'playmate' quite yet."

As the four of you settled down, s/n suddenly broke the silence. "daaadaa! I want baby too!"

Everyone broke into laughter again as Osamu scruffled his nephew's hair.

Atsumu propped his head on his elbows as he looked at you with a grin on his face, "we'll have to see what mama says about that, little monkey~"

"Okay, let's just focus on dinner, shall we!" your face was flushed red.

Tsukishima Kei

"daddy~" your little princess tugged onto her dad's fingers. It was always when she wanted something from her dad, she'd do that.

"What is it, d/n?" The middle blocker picked his daughter up.

"Stella said that she's gonna have another sister in awhile so she won't have time to play with me next time..." she pouted

"oh, Stella from school?"

"Uh huh.." she frowned, "daddy?"

"Mhmm?"

"Can I have another sister too?"

Tsukishima blinked twice at what his daughter just said. The heat creeping up to his face as his ear tips reddened.

He cleared his throat, "What if it's a brother?"

"no, I don't want a brother!" d/n crossed her arm.

"But we can't really decide on whether it's a boy or a girl, princess.." Tsukishima gave his daughter a little sheepish smile.

"okay.. I just want another baby so they can play with stella's baby and I can play with Stella again!"

Tsuki raised a brow at his daughter. She was indeed smart but in kinda the wrong way. He shook his head, deciding not to further explain the situation.

"I'll talk to mommy tonight, okay? So you'll have to head to bed earlier so mommy and I have time to discuss about this."

Oikawa Tooru

"daadaa maamaa!!" your four year old was excited to see both of you pick her up today.

Your husband carried her in one arm and held your hand on the other. Even as he grew older, your husband's charisma never faded, there were still many moms stealing glances at his handsome features. But now as he held your daughter and you, all you felt was pride.

"Teacher Daisy is having a baby in her belly!!" she excitedly exclaimed.

You both looked at the young teacher, and congratulated her, wishing her all the best and to take good care of yourself.

"Cupcake, you have to be careful around Teacher Daisy, alright, do not knock into her or cause her to fall, her little baby in her belly might get hurt." You reminded d/n.

"Okay mama," she nodded her head

"When you were in your mommy's belly, daddy was very careful too~" your husband smiled at the memory, "daddy watched as you grew bigger in mommy's belly~"

"daadaa, I want to take care of mama and the baby in her belly too!"

"mama has no baby in my belly right now, cupcake." you giggled.

"That can be changed," Oikawa winked at you.

"Tooru!" you gave him the look.

d/n clapped her hands, "yes yes!! baby!!"

"Honey, we have to give our little cupcake what she wants~" Oikawa wriggled his brows at you.

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