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sparrowritings · 5 months
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out of reach
pairing: semi x male!reader
summary: (y/n) has known semi since they played for band in middle school. (y/n) was sure that semi didn’t reciprocate his feelings after a failed confession years ago, but recent happenings have made it incredibly difficult for (y/n) to suppress those feelings.
warnings: (not actually) unrequited love
word count: 2.9k
a/n: first fic on here, i hope you enjoy!
“Oi Semi, what’s up with you today?” You question as the music abruptly stops, the echo of the crash cymbal reverberating across the practice room. 
Your hands were sore from the amount of time you guys had spent going over the same part of the song. It was the chorus, and you guys had perfected it over the past few months of practice. You didn’t know what was going on, but Semi kept missing his entrance to the chorus, coming in too early, or playing the chords to an entirely different section of the music. You set your bass back into its case, sighing. 
“I think we should stop here. This isn’t going anywhere and I think we shouldn’t push it today.” You say, zipping the case shut. You get up and walk back over to Semi, who is staring absentmindedly at his fingers on the fretboard. You place a hand on his shoulder, and he jerks in surprise, taking a step back. 
“Hey, if there’s anything wrong, you know you can tell us right?” You say, making eye contact. He averts his gaze, deciding that the floor was more interesting at that moment.
“I’m fine…I-I’m just tired, that’s it,” Semi says, relaxing his hands and allowing his guitar to hang from the strap.
“If you say so…” You reply, unconvinced, “but just so you know, I’ll always be there if you need to talk.” You step back over to your things.
“I’ll be heading out now, I’ll see you guys next week.” You say, flashing a thumbs up before leaving the music room to get back to your dorm. 
The weather was getting chillier, and the sun was setting earlier. By the time band practice was over, it was almost completely dark outside. A cool autumn breeze ruffled your hair, causing you to clutch the front of your blazer close. Today was strange; everyone had their off days, but it was unlike Semi to be so unfocused. Ever since you got closer to him in middle school, he had never been like this. Admittedly, your opinion may have been biased since you fell head over heels for the ash-blond after the first time you guys played together; him on the electric guitar, and you on the bass. When he dated his first girlfriend, you accepted the fact that he was always going to be out of your reach.
Before you knew it, you were standing in front of the door. Opening the door, you spot your roommate, Tendou sitting at his desk, typing away at something. You greet him, before setting your instrument down and setting your homework on your table. The plan was to do homework until you went to bed, but the sudden “ding!” coming from your phone abruptly distracted you from your train of thought.
Semi
(y/n)
come over now
please
ok i’ll be right there
seen 11:23pm
When you get to his room, the door is unlocked. You let yourself in, closing the door softly behind you. The room was dark, the only source of light being Semi’s desk lamp. Semi is curled up on his bed in fetal position, his phone lying face up next to his face. It was dim, but you could see his face. His eyes were watery and red. Like a magnet attracted to the opposite pole, you rush to his side kneeling next to the bed. 
“Semisemi, what’s wrong?” You feel a clench in your chest; you knew something was wrong today. 
He sits up, grabbing a few tissues from the tissue box lying on the bed. You get onto the bed too, sitting upright against the wall. Unexpectedly, he wraps his arms around your neck, burying his head into the crook of your neck. You rub soothing circles into his back, his form shaking. You had never seen him this vulnerable. You hand him more tissues as he slowly calms down, his sobbing now reduced to the occasional hiccup and sniffle. Even as his body stills, you continue gently stroking shapes into his back. He holds onto you just as tight as when he first looped his arms around you.
The two of you sit in a comfortable silence, and you zone out, staring at the few photos Semi had put up on the wall in front of his desk. You spot a Polaroid selfie that you had taken of the two of you right after a band performance in middle school. Semi had a fond smile on his face, while you had your arm around his shoulders, holding up a peace sign with your other hand. 
“Coach Washijou decided that I would be benched this season,” Semi mumbled into your shoulder. “He said that I’m not the setter the team needed, and they’re putting Shirabu in as a starter.”
Your eyes flit over to the taller male. Volleyball, along with the band were the two most important things in his life. You remember the day he announced to you that he was accepted to Shiratorizawa on a sports scholarship. The gleam in his eyes and the pride in his voice still stuck with you today.
“Semi, that doesn’t take anything away from who you are as a volleyball player.” You spoke softly, still staring at the wall across the room, “You’re still an amazing fucking setter and player, even if your playstyle isn’t what the coach is looking for.” You turn to look at the taller boy, the blankets rustling underneath you. 
He looks up at you, eyes still watery and bloodshot. Bringing your hands to his cheeks, you squeeze his face. “You’re amazing, and you’ll always be amazing Semi. Don’t forget that, ‘kay?”
After that night, you frequented his room more and more. Whether it was because he needed comfort, or because you wanted company, you found yourself in his room more often than not. You would talk about anything on your mind, and by the time you realized it, it was well into the night. You could talk about anything, and Semi would listen as if you were the only person in the world. You convinced Semi to keep putting his all in volleyball, and he decided to keep working hard on his serves.
All of this led to now. The two of you were sitting on Semi’s bed, backs against the wall, watching a show on Semi’s laptop. Your knees were touching under the covers, and pleasant warmth radiated from where you were touching. Your head was resting on Semi’s shoulder, and your eyes were drooping. The warmth under the covers, the white noise coming from the computer and the dim surroundings, everything felt pleasant. 
You woke up the next day to unfamiliar surroundings. Your gaze wandered over to the opposite wall, and you recognized the posters. Semi’s room. Then, you realized that there was an arm curled around you. Your shirt was slightly lifted, and a warm hand was on your abdomen. Your legs were entangled with Semi’s, and you were trapped. Blood rushed to your face. Why was it so hot in this room? You sat up abruptly, and got out of bed. Semi was startled awake, blinking slowly. 
“(Y/N)?” You freeze on your way to the door, looking back at the boy who just woke up, a sad smile on your face. You don’t say anything before you leave the room.
When you quietly enter the room that morning, Tendou was waiting for you. He sat on his chair, directly facing the door. You walk in, ignoring him, slumping face first into your bed. 
“Where were you last night?” Tendou inquired.
“I can’t do this anymore.” You huff into the pillow.
“Semi?”
You shot up. 
“What?! What makes you think that?” You ask, flustered. 
“Ah, so it is Semisemi.” Tendou responds with a shit-eating grin. You bury your face into your hands.
You sigh, staring at the ground.
“I don’t want to talk about that right now.” You quickly packed your things, throwing your textbooks and pens into your backpack, before you rushed to the school building. As you enter the classroom, you’re reminded of when you woke up. English, a class you share with Semi.
You would normally sit next to him, but today you elected to sit by the window. You zoned out in class staring outside, the events of the previous night and earlier this morning replaying in you head like broken record. You could feel the ghost of his touch over your abdomen, and the pleasant bloom of warmth that danced across your skin when your knees touched. 
You knocked your water bottle off the table in your exasperation, and the entire class looked in your direction. You could feel the back of you neck heat up. You couldn’t wait for class to be over. The second the bell rang, you were out of your seat and out of the door, entirely missing the “(Y/N), wait!” that slipped from Semi’s mouth.
Semi
(y/n) we need to talk
Please
Seen 15:08
You read the text, turning your phone on the table so that the screen was face down. 
“Tendou, I need to talk to you.” Semi spoke as the two packed the stray volleyballs away.
“Is it about that jump floater? Well I think-”
“No it’s about-”
“(Y/N)?”
“No- wait- how did you know I was going to say that?”
“Well this morning (Y/N) came back into the room after being absent for the entire night.”
“Did he say anything?”
“Oh so it had to do with you.”
“What? I-” Semi paused, knowing that he was caught red handed. His cheeks warmed up. Semi paused. “(Y/N)’s been ignoring me all day. He hasn’t been responding to my texts either.” 
“Well, if you want my advice, you have to tell me what happened this morning.”
“Well-” Semi averted Tendou’s eyes, “Yesterday night (Y/N) was over and ended up falling asleep. He looked so peaceful that I couldn’t bear waking him up, so I let him stay the night.”
“And how did you feel about that?”
“I’m… not opposed to it..”
“Oh? Does Semisemi have a crush?~” Tendou teased. 
“And if he does?” Semi responds, a defiant look crossing his face. 
“Ohoho~ You should tell (Y/N).” 
“I don’t think he likes me back though.” Semi said quietly.
“I still think you should tell him. He deserves to know, don’t ‘ya think?” Semi opened his mouth to say something, but Tendou cut him off before he could make any sound. “Plus, didn’t (Y/N) convince you to continue volleyball before you almost decided to quit entirely?”
Semi hesitated. Casting his eyes down. 
“Okay.”
It had been three weeks since you last spoke to Semi. You made sure to stay out of his way, and you didn’t respond to his texts. You could tell he was trying to find an opportunity to talk to you, but you didn’t want to deal with it. You had already gone through this once, you didn’t want to do it again.
You were planning on confessing to him that day. You bought a single gardenia as a gift to go along with your confession, along with his favourite chocolate bar. When you got to him that day after classes, he was with a girl that he was hanging out with a lot lately. You thought nothing much of it. Well, until Semi introduced you to his new girlfriend. You had thrown the gardenia away and cried to Tendou about it that day.  
It had worked, up until recently. You were partially mad that you had forgotten how much it hurt the last time you felt that way.
“Oi (Y/N),” Tendou’s voice pulled you out of your reminiscing, “I’m headed to Ushiwaka’s, I’ll be back in a bit.” You give him an absentminded nod before he exits the room.
Seconds later, you hear a few knocks at the door. You rolled your eyes, opening the door. 
“What did you forget this time-” You said, fully expecting to be faced with the red head, catching yourself as you realized it was the very person you were trying to avoid the past three weeks.
“(Y/N). We need to talk.” Semi says, standing in front of your door. You try to close it, but he catches it with his foot. 
“Why have you been ignoring me? Was that night too much? Did I do something? Why can’t you just tell me what I did?” 
“It’s… not you-” You say as you try to formulate a response.
“Then what is it? Why won’t you talk to me?” Semi fires back, a bit louder this time.
“Do you really want to know?” You raise your voice.
“I do.” Semi stared into your eyes, rooting you in place. 
“It’s because I like you okay? And I have since we played in the band together in middle school. I thought back then that maybe you’d return my feelings, but you’re obviously not into guys. I was going to confess to you the day you introduced me to your first girlfriend, you know?” You paused, your voice trapped behind the lump forming in your throat.
“(Y/N), I-” Semi starts, taking a step back.
“I promised that I would let go of those feelings, but how could I? How could I when you held me like there was more going on between the two of us? How could I when you treated me like you returned my feelings? Do you like toying with my feelings?” You took a breath, wiping away the tears that had built up in your eyes, refusing to let them drop. 
“There. I’ve ruined our f-friendship,” Your voice dropped, “I-I don’t know what I was thinking- I-I,” You wipe your cheeks again, tears now readily running down your face.
“Eita- I- I’m sorry,” You slam the door shut in his face, leaning against the other side of the door and sliding down to sit on the floor, hugging your knees.
When Tendou returns to the room, he is surprised that something was behind the door, stopping him from opening it all the way. He had known about Semi coming over; he had coordinated it after all. He finds you still curled up at the foot of the door, inside the room. 
“Hey (Y/N), you’re okay, you’re okay,” Tendou immediately switches to comfort mode, fetching the tissue box and handing it over to you. It was almost striking how similar this situation was to the time when your confession to Semi didn’t go to plan. When he calmed you down, he went out and fetched your favourite flavour of ice cream, listening to you as you ranted about how Semi would never return your feelings. When you went to take a shower, Tendou took the opportunity to find out what the fuck had happened.
Tendou
oi semisemi
what the fuck did you do
i thought the plan was to confess to (y/n)? why did i find him curled up and crying when i got back?
i didn’t have any time to say thing before he shut the door on me
don’t worry i’m going to fix it
Seen 21:46
Later that night, you were mindlessly scrolling, trying to distract your mind from everything that had happened today. Tendou had gone out for a shower when you heard knocks at the door. Reluctantly, you slip out of your covers and open the door.
It was Semi.
You stared down at your feet, refusing to meet his eyes.
“I understand if you don’t want to be friends anymore… I’m sorry I got so emotional earlier, I-”
“(Y/N), you didn’t give me the-”
“No! It’s alright, I’ll get over this, I-”
“(Y/N), listen to me!” You look up at his brown eyes. “You didn’t give me the chance to respond. I need you to know that I wasn’t trying to lead you on. I like you too, and I’m mad at myself that I wasn’t able to tell you earlier.” The words don’t register in your head.
“What do you mean-” Semi caresses your jaw, pulling you into a gentle kiss. You don’t feel fireworks and electricity, but instead a gentle warmth, like the sunlight that filters into your room on a slow afternoon. It was walking down the grass slope to the river on long summer days; the afterglow of nailing a band performance after sleepless nights; going out for late night ramen after Semi’s volleyball practice, and so much more. You kiss back after the initial shock wears off, placing one hand on his hip and the other behind his head, deepening the kiss. 
When you part for air, Semi pushes you against the door, going in for another kiss, before you two are interrupted. 
“Guys I’m really happy for you but please get a room~” Tendou approaches from the end of the hallway in a towel, his shower basket in his other hand.
You both flush, and you bury your head into Semi’s chest, hiding your embarrassment. 
When Tendou enters the room and leaves the two of you in the hallway, Semi pecks your forehead. He looks at you with a look that could only be described as pure adoration, and for the first time since middle school, what you longed for was no longer out of reach.
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gatitties · 1 year
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Mental exhaustion
─ Shiratorizawa (separately) x reader
─ Summary: you haven't been feeling well emotionally lately and they cheer you up.
─ Warnings: none
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Tsutomu Goshiki
─ No matter what he does, this guy will always be nervous, especially when he can say something that will make you feel worse about your state.
─ He will treat the subject that makes you feel down very carefully, measuring his words to the smallest millimeter.
─ He will wrap you in his arms, still nervous, not only because he doesn't want to make your situation worse, but because he's hugging you, a person as great as you.
─ He'll dry your tears, although he'll definitely end up crying with you because he's a sentimental boy.
─ He will unravel too, you are glad to know that you are not the only one with pessimistic thoughts about life, at least someone can understand you at a certain point and help you in a certain way.
─ After crying for a while, he will subtly change the subject of the conversation, trying to get you to think about something other than what is bothering you.
─ He's not one of the best at comforting someone because he might end up giving you bad advice, but he's trying for you.
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Shirabu Kenjiro
─ He gets right to the point, asks at the first signs that you haven't been looking good lately.
─ This boy isn't a big fan of hugging, or physical contact in general, but he can let it slide on certain occasions like this, he won't mind hugging you for hours in silence or talking if it makes you feel better emotionally.
─ He has little gestures with you more often, from holding your hand down the hall to leaving some food on your desk so you don't forget to eat something between classes.
─ He understands your situation once you let go of everything, he will not force you to get rid of your worries immediately, you can take as long as you want to get back to normal, he will accompany you all the way.
─ If you need more time with him, he won't mind sacrificing some of his study or training hours to be with you.
─ If you start to feel anxious at any point, he will let you play with his hands or hair to de-stress.
─ He is not one of the best with words because he is usually too direct, but that does not mean that he does not care about your state, he will always be there for you.
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Yamagata Hayato
─ He cares a lot about your condition once he finds out, he'll ask you a little unsure if you haven't told him anything before, he just wants to make sure you're okay.
─ After you tell him that you weren't feeling so good emotionally, he begins to hold your hand continuously, he wants you to know that he is there for you even if you are going through a hard time.
─ When you are alone, he will take care of giving you double the affection, he likes to cover your face with affectionate kisses.
─ He will definitely skip school just to go see you, because you skiped too so he prefers to spend the day with you.
─ Whenever he gets a chance he compliments you on the slightest thing, like you're just breathing and compliments you on it, this guy compliments your mere existence.
─ He tries to make you smile, even if sometimes he has to do something stupid or get into trouble, he doesn't care as long as he sees you happy and out of your depressed emotional state.
─ He is one of those who cares the most, much more expressive with actions than with words.
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Reon Ohira
─ Patient, very patient, he will notice that you are feeling bad, but he prefers that you be the one to express your concerns, he doesn't want you to feel pressured.
─ Once you tell him the reasons for your emotional exhaustion, he will offer you solutions or his help to make you feel better.
─ It will remind you of how beautiful you are, what a wonderful person you are, every day without fail until you start to feel better.
─ He will kiss your forehead and hug you more often, knowing what makes you feel better and when to use his weapons.
─ Small more frequent details, buying you a whim, more emotional or face-to-face support, he will do everything you ask without complaints.
─ He usually sleeps with you, but he won't sleep until you do it first, he'll stay caressing your hair while your head rests on his chest.
─ One of the best boys if you're looking for solace, taking your frustrations out on Reon always makes you feel good, he's very attentive and active just for you.
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Taichi Kawanishi
─ He takes the situation calmly, he wants you to trust him to tell him your problems.
─ Although if he sees that you're not sure whether to confide in him about your stress, he'll ask you bluntly.
─ He is not very talkative, nor the best adviser, but he is the best listener you will find, you can talk all you want, he will always be there to listen to you.
─ Takes you outside, for a walk, to a picnic, to an event… to make your mind forget your worries for a while.
─ But if you'd rather stay home, he can always schedule a home date, catch a movie, or just snuggle up.
─ He is definitely taking every chance he gets to skip classes or training, preferring to be with you easing your inner worries with his silent support.
─ It is clear that he is not the best when it comes to talking, but he will show that you can trust him when you are mentally tired, he will distract you.
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Semi Eita
─ Mother hen, he gets very worried when he notices the slightest change in your state.
─ He won't ask directly, rather he will ask subtle little questions so that you trust him enough to share your problems.
─ Once you do, you have a wide range of solutions or ways to de-stress, because this guy gives the best advice.
─ Small actions, he likes to hug you in surprise, wrapping his arms from behind, kissing your temple.
─ He acts as a companion for your important events or for which you feel restless, if he cannot be there, prepared to have the chat full of spam asking if you are okay or if you want him to get you out of there.
─ Think seriously about seeking professional help if he notice that your condition is not improving, he is just worried that it is something more serious than a losing streak.
─ He is one of the best, someone you can trust without a doubt, although he may worry too much about small things, he wants to make sure you know that he will be with you in your bad times.
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Tendou Satori
─ Quiet on the outside, his mind in chaos.
─ He is very intuitive and notices your low spirits at the second, he will not be ashamed to ask you directly without subtleties.
─ You will receive a lot of affection, more kisses, more hugs, prepare to be suffocated by this boy, he will not let you go unless he is suffocating you with so many hugs.
─ Faithful believer that crying helps you get rid of bad thoughts, so get ready to have a terribly sad movie session so that you both end up crying.
─ If you fall asleep in the middle of a movie, he will dry your tears and pat your head reassuringly, cooing and admiring you in silence.
─ Also a true believer that food helps the mood, he makes sure to buy your favorite sweets, just eat and forget about your pessimistic thoughts!
─ He is not the best at giving advice, but he is strangely good with words and actions to make you feel much better than before, he knows very well how to get rid of bad emotions.
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Ushijima Wakatoshi
─ He probably didn't notice it at first because he was so focused on his life as an athlete
─ He realizes a while later, when he has a moment to be with you, he just comments how bad you look without even asking, 0 tact my dude.
─ But he makes up for it when, despite his harsh words, you tell him that you are simply mentally drowning, you don't even have time to assimilate and you're trapped in his arms.
─ His face is as stoic as always and it seems that he doesn't show much concern, but now he takes more time from his schedule to dedicate it exclusively to you.
─ This boy has good hands and he takes advantage of them to give you the best massages, even if this maybe doesn't ease your mind, the simple fact of spending more time with him does.
─ He's not normally very affectionate, at least not that openly, but now he'll just greet you with hugs and kisses no matter who's watching.
─ He is definitely not the best to show his affection or his words, maybe he has good advice, but he is one of the ones who cares the most about your health, physical and mental.
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hqmreader · 5 months
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shiratorizawa 白鳥沢
shy shiratorizawa manager hcs (gn!reader)
ushijima wakatoshi
oikawa with a sibling who is dating ushijima (gn!reader)
together again (gn!reader)
semi eita
studio musician (gn!reader)
makeup (gn!reader)
dreaming of sun-bleached vinyl (gn!reader)
music lessons (gn!reader)
take two (gn!reader)
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whatisreggieshortfor · 11 months
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Studio Musician
Semi x gn!reader
When the studio told you that they found a fill in guitarist for your band, you were wary. Most studio sanctioned musicians had an ego, they often wanted to force you to change your music to fit the way they played- but you couldn’t argue this time. The album needed finished to make the release date and your fingers were broken. Your drummer, Ichiya, had never been more anxious, he knew your dislike for studio musicians and was afraid you’d replace him since it was his fault- he hadn’t actually meant to do it, but the bass player Mei had convinced you to prank him with a scare after the band had watched Friday the 13th together. He didn’t recognize you under the hockey mask, slamming his window shut on your fingers as he screamed in panic. You didn’t hold it against him, but being an up and coming rock musician boosted his confidence, it didn’t quell his anxiety, so you just tried to reassure him every day that you wouldn’t leave him behind.
So here you waited, sagging in a chair at the soundboard as you waited for the guitarist.
Who was running late.
The sound designer swore he would be there any minute, but you were getting irritated the longer he left you waiting. It had already been twenty minutes passed the agreed upon time, you had other things to do besides waiting to argue with some guy that you weren’t changing the song to fit how he thought it should sound!
Tossing your head back, you scowled at the ceiling, ignoring the studio workers that flitted about the room in preparation and review of what you’d already recorded. “Doesn’t this guy know what being on time means?” You groaned, noting the clock read he was now thirty minutes late.
“Hey! Sorry, I’m here. Traffic is a nightmare.”
Lifting your head, you regarded the bowing man just inside the door. Why was he wearing a dress shirt? You could even see his tie dangling to the floor in front of him. “Better late than never. You received the tracks and sheet music, right?”
“Yes?” He answered in a questioning tone as he stood up straight, regarding you where you sat. You were glad you were already annoyed, otherwise how pretty he was might cause different attention issues. “Could you get the singer for me so we could get started?”
The studio staff around you seemed to freeze- you weren’t exactly known for having an easy going nature while you worked, even if you treated them with what most musicians viewed as more respect and friendliness than they deserved. They also knew you were having a bad day after forgetting your pain medication on the table of the apartment you shared with your band mates. Half of them had secretly placed bets on whether you’d even still be here when the guitarist showed.
Bracing for an argument, they watched as you scoffed, “I am not here to serve you. Get in the booth and show me what you’ve got.”
The grey haired man furrowed his brow, looking more like he was remembering something than he was preparing to snap back, “Wait a second, I know that voice from interviews… are you Y/N?”
“And we have a winner.” You rolled your eyes, standing from your seat and gesturing to the sound booth door you couldn’t open with a cast on your dominant hand, “Are we gonna get started or what? It’s already late and I have more mixing to do tonight.”
“Uh, yeah, sure.” He pulled his guitar from the case, gently fixing the tuning as you moved back to glaring at the ceiling. You just wanted to get this over with. You wished you were at home, watching tv or pranking Ichiya again because you were terrible at learning from mistakes or- “Can I make a suggestion before we start?”
The sound designer choked on her drink as the question came out- she was a huge fan of yours but panicked any time someone would question your music, she didn’t want to see you kicked from the studio. Your gaze shifted to meet his, fire burning in your irises, “What suggestions?”
He shrugged- were you even going to learn his name before it got printed on the album?- and finally finished setting up his guitar, “Just wondering if you could play me the tracks first so I can hear how you wanted it to sound outside of the sheet music.”
Your gaze was scrutinizing as you stared at him like he’d grown a second head, before finally giving a nod, “I’m sure Dahla can bring those up for you.”
“Who?”
The sound designer waved her hand at his question, you gestured to her, “Dahla. Our sound designer. Do not raise your voice to her, do not make demands. Make a request in a normal tone and she’s usually happy to comply.”
“Uh,” he blinked, unsure why he was being given this information, “Do you guys have shitty luck with studio players around here or something?”
“You could say that.” You gave her a pat on the shoulder, and she immediately queued up the first track, letting him get a feel for it before he disappeared into the sound booth.
It has been three days of working with the same musician, and you still didn’t know his name. Normally you wouldn’t care, when the recordings finished you generally went on your way and didn’t give them another thought, but unlike the others he respected your music. Unlike others, he heeded your words about the way to treat Dahla. Like Ichiya, she suffered anxiety that she majorly overcame to get a job working with artists she admired, but any time she was treated poorly it racked at her self esteem. This guitarist had been the first in a while that you could watch her willingly engage with. And you found yourself watching him more and more as the editing sessions and recordings continued. At the end of the final recording, Dahla just had to open her mouth about it, “So, Y/N, are you going to take him out to celebrate finishing? You know, like you usually do?”
You absolutely did not usually do that, but she mentioned it in front of him for a reason, making you stutter, “Uh, sure? If, you know, if he wants to. We should still be able to find somewhere open, if it’s not too late at night.”
It was pushing eight o clock, there were plenty of places open, but at the same time it gave him an out to claim he had to be up early or that he couldn’t go for one reason or another.
“Sounds fun, will you be joining us?” He shined that smile you’d realized was damn near perfect at Dahla, who offered up an easy laugh.
“Oh- can’t! I have to get the final cut to the agent, and Ichiya and Mei demanded I bring the hard copies over tonight.”
His brow furrowed, “Couldn’t Y/N just bring it home with-“
“Nope!” Dahla cut him off, waving and smiling, “It’s my job as the sound designer to make sure everyone is happy with the finished product.”
Blinking, the man turned to you as if looking for help, but you just sighed, “I would just let it go if I were you. Stubbornness is one of the reasons her tracks are always perfect.”
Dahla knocked her hip against yours as she stood up, slipping her jacket on, “And it’s why you always request me when working in the studio. Now, I’m off, have a great night you two!”
The man- you really needed to learn his name- raised an eyebrow as she scurried out the door, “She’s not a subtle one, is she?”
A bark of laughter escaped you, you hadn’t thought he caught on, “No. No, she is not. But how about that bite to eat?”
“So, what do you do?”
He was caught off guard by the question, blinking at you, “I play guitar?”
Rolling your eyes, you turned in your seat at the ramen counter to look at him, “Thanks, genius. I meant, what do you do usually? I figured it was safe to assume you didn’t wear a suit the first day because that was how you dress to play guitar.”
“Oh.” His cheeks flushed, “Yeah, sorry again for being late. Traffic actually wasn’t bad, but I got held up at my day job. Was afraid to say it because I didn’t want to studio to take the job back.”
“Not like they could.” You smirked, waving your still casted hand, “I can’t play. All the musicians staffed by the studio refuse to work with me. So they called in a…”
“Civil servant Semi Eita, at your service,” he mock saluted, “I work for the government, but music is my passion. Why do the other musicians refuse to work with you?”
You hummed, chuckling as you looked back at your bowl, “I’m sure you’ve noticed that I’m not exactly a ray of sunshine. The musicians that have filled in before- say when Mei was sick or Ichiya managed to slam his fingers in a car door- they always tried to make me change the music to fit their style.”
He scoffed, “It isn’t their music to change.”
“Exactly!” You exclaimed, “But it labeled me as hard to work with, especially since I take part in the whole process up to when it actually hits the shelves.”
“You didn’t give me much trouble, aside from when I made you wait.”
“Made me wait and assumed I was studio staff.”
Semi winced, playing with his chopsticks to avoid looking up at you, “Yeah, not my best move. You look different outside of your stage get up.”
“My stage ‘get up’ isn’t a look.” You laughed, “I just happened to be very dressed down for a day in the studio when we met. Can’t do my full look with this cast on.”
He seemed to regard you for a moment, before offering a shrug, “You look good either way.”
You snorted, giving him a funny look as he seemed to realize what he said, “I was kidding- you know that right? No sane person would do that much work for an every day look.” He nodded, but you didn’t think he was even registering your words as he stared into space with a stone stiff posture. “Uh, Semi? You okay?”
He jerked to look at you, eyes wide despite the usual confidence you saw in him, “You know my name?”
Cringing, you gave him an embarrassed smile, “I didn’t until you said it, when you said you worked for the government.”
Was that a flash of disappointment in his eyes? “Yeah, that makes more sense.”
“To be fair, you never told it to me when we met. Which is probably my fault. I was annoyed you were late, and then I was glad you were late because if I stayed annoyed I wouldn’t get distracted from the work.”
“Why would you get distracted?”
“Cause you’re hot?” You were confused, didn’t he know that?
Suddenly the confidence you knew came back, a smirk sliding onto his face, “You think I’m hot?”
“I assume most people do,” you countered easily, sipping your sake, “I mean I have working eyes.”
“Good to know.” He answered, more to himself than anything, the smirk never leaving his face that night.
If your tour a few months later happened to have his band as the opener, many fans speculated that he must have impressed you- it was common knowledge that he was credited on the album after all. No one ever confirmed or denied the allegations, because, well… the reasoning was for you two to know.
No matter how much Dahla and Ichiya gave you shit about it.
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happyhearttree · 1 year
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DATING HEADCANONS
Featuring: Koushi Sugawara, Kageyama tobio, Semi Eita, Miya Atsumu, Miya Osamu.
Pairings: Character x gn!reader
Warnings: none
Note: hopefully will be back to posting consistently 😭
Masterlist: click here!
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1. Koushi Sugawara:
Took you to a pottery class just as an excuse to make smthg for you.
Ends up making one together with you.
Would've learned all about pottery just so he can examine it to you.
Males some of the cutest puns and loves to see you laugh
Makes a few dirty jokes and presents the stuff he made to you <3
2. Kageyama tobio:
Your date isn't complete without a volleyball match.
He'll get you all the snacks you want so that you can watch the match like a movie.
He gets excited over the smallest gestures you make and it shows when his ears turn red.
Gets you to meet the players by the benches after the match~
Finishes the date by taking you to the icecream shop 😋
3. Semi Eita
Semi Semi loves music and would find some of the best concerts to go to.
He'd get some booze in plastic bottles.
His hands are always on your hips while dancing and yours around his neck.
He loves make out "passionately" during the romantic songs.
You both fall asleep in the car and go back home the next day because why not?
4. Miya Atsumu
Are we surprised that atsumu likes to take you to the club?
He loves to take you out all dressed up and looking hot just so he can say he won.
It's always a competition of who has the best tolerance that ends up in both of you wasted in one corner.
You both wasted equals to some steamy stuff in the car followed by a night to get yall sobered up.
The next day yall sleep in and just cuddle away.
5. Miya Osamu
Dates with Osamu are one of a kind because you know you're going to eat something new each time.
Whenever you try on clothes he's always waiting for you to show it off so he can tell you which outfit to pick like "mhmm, this is good." "Maybe try a different one, sweetheart."
He puts so much effort in the lunch he packs for work.
He puts a note (sometimes may be good, sometimes may be sexual), decorates you bento and just makes all your co-workers jealous to have a boyfriend like him.
Osamu would often tell you he'd rather have you work and that he'll be a househusband- (imagine house-husband Osamu XD)
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yaboizander · 2 years
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Masterlist (On Hiatus/Inactive/Closed)
Stuff on this blog will be censored! Go to @yaboizander2 for uncensored versions
Do's:
Fluff
Nsfw
Polyamorous fanfics
Comfort (Nothing too heavy)
Male and GN readers
Don't:
Female readers
Canon x canon
Angst
Yandere
Pedophilia
Incest
Heavy topics
Gross stuff (You know what I'm talking about)
Daddy k#nk
Mommy k#nk
Non-con/Dub-con
Anything else that is disturbing
☁️- Fluff
🔞- NSFW
😳- Suggestive
🫂- Comfort
Haikyuu
Daichi Sawamura
Koushi Sugawara
Asahi Azumane
Ryunosuke Tanaka
Yuu Nishinoya
Shoyo Hinata
Tobio Kageyama
Kei Tsukishima
Tadashi Yamaguchi
Tetsurou Kuroo
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/662711184303292416/haikyuu-tetsurou-kuroo-relationship-headcanons ☁️
Kenma Kozume
Lev Haiba
Morisuke Yaku
Tooru Oikawa
Hajime Iwaizumi
Kentarou Kyotani
Kotarou Bokuto
Keiji Akaashi
Wakatoshi Ushijima
Satori Tendou
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/682927798533455872/i-am-so-glad-that-i-came-across-your-blog-mind-if ☁️
Eita Semi
Kenjirou Shirabu
Kiyoomi Sakusa
Shinsuke Kita
Atsumu Miya
Osamu Miya
Rintarou Suna
Kiyoko Shimizu
Hitoka Yachi
The Arcana
Count Lucio
Asra
Julian Devorak
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/662615680408027136/the-arcana-julianilya-devorak-relationship ☁️
Portia Devorak
Countess Nadia
Obey Me
Lucifer
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/665305106218090496/lucifer-x-male-reader-obey-me ☁️
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/665298067461931008/lucifer-relationship-headcanons-obey-me ☁️
Mammon
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/665332379017248768/mammon-x-male-reader ☁️
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/665320150642393088/mammon-relationship-headcanons ☁️
Leviathan
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/665856200610594816/leviathan-x-mmc-obey-me ☁️
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/665854323824246784/leviathan-relationship-headcanons-obey-me ☁️
Satan
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/665948851213107200/satan-x-mmc-obey-me ☁️
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/665947233219461120/satan-relationship-headcanons-obey-me ☁️
Asmodeus
Beelzebub
Belphegor
Lord Diavolo
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/662612596763066368/obey-me-diavolo-relationship-headcanons ☁️
Barbatos
Simeon
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/662614162841665536/obey-me-simeon-relationship-headcanons ☁️
Solomon
Twisted Wonderland
Riddle Rosehearts
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/666483972226875392/riddle-x-male-reader ☁️
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/666425236691009536/riddle-rosehearts-relationship-headcanons-twisted ☁️
Trey Clover
Cater Diamond
Ace Trappola
Deuce Spade
Leona Kingscholar
Ruggie Bucchi
Jack Howl
Azul Ashengrotto
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/667126317714653184/azul-ashengrotto-x-male-reader-twisted 🔞
Floyd Leech
Jade Leech
Kalim Al-asim
Jamil Viper
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/674214243087892480/hi-if-youre-still-taking-requests-could-i 🔞
Vil Schoenheit
Rook Hunt
Epel Felmier
Idia Shroud
Malleus Draconia
Lilia Vanrouge
Sebek Zigvolt
Silver
Genshin Impact
Kaeya
Jean
Diluc
Venti
Eula
Zhongli
Tartaglia/Childe/Ajax
Baizhu
Shenhe
Xiao
Ei
Itto
Kazuha
Ayaka
Ayato
Gorou
Kokomi
Scaramouche
Dottore
Jujutsu Kaisen
Yuuji Itadori
Sukuna
Toge Inumaki
Gojo Satoru
Megumi Fushiguro
https://yaboizander.tumblr.com/post/662084204431130624/horror-movie-date-megumi-fushiguro-x-gn-reader ☁️
Ouran Highschool Host Club
Tamaki Suoh
Kyoya Ootori
Hikaru Hitachiin
Kaoru Hitachiin
Security Breach
Sundrop
Moondrop
Roxy
Monty
Glamrock Freddy
Glamrock Chica
Danganronpa
Makoto Naegi
Byakuya Togami
Nagito Komaeda
Hajime Hinata
Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu
Shuichi Saihara
K1-B0
Kokichi Ouma
Lego Monkie Kid
Sun Wukong/Monkey King
Macaque
Red Son
Mei
MK
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zer0n0tf0und · 2 years
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Timeskip! Semi Eita x F! Reader {Part 1}
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Character: Timeskip! Semi Eita x F! Reader
Warnings: None
I do not own Haikyuu, The only stuff the belongs to me Is the Names of the side characters
“Eita hurry up man and get your butt over here, we're going to be starting soon” Semi rolled his eyes at his friend over the phone. “Tero calm down, we still got an hour and a half before we start” Semi said as he jogged to the BlackTail gig where they were hosting the concert. “We still got an hour and half before we start '' He could hear Tero sign over the phone and he imagined him rubbing his forehead. “Eita, I'm sorry you know-” “Yes I know how much you have been worried about this one because there is over a thousands over fans going to be their, its’’ okay i’ll be there on time” Tero nodded on his side of the phone even though Semi couldn't see it. “Alright Eita I'll let you go, Bye” “Bye” Semi hung up and put his phone in his pocket and sped up just so that he would get there faster and Tero could stop worrying. wonder if i’ll know anybody in the crowd, I haven't see the Volleyball team since HighSchool, I hope there doing goo-
                                                           BANG!
   Left, Left, Right, then Left again….There it is! (y/n) quickly ran over to the cafe she was told to get 3 things: a donut for her, a Cinnamon bun for her friend Ignis, and lastly an apple fritter for her mother. (y/n) reached the little cafe, Java Hut. She stepped inside and walked over to the counter where 12 other people were standing. Well I guess I have to wait at least I don't have to be anywhere-Wait didn't Ignis say she was gonna take me to that concert at that place The BlackTail gig? (y/n) looked over at the clock on the wall to see there was still 2 hours before the concert started and her house was only down the road, Now it just depends on how long it takes for her to get the food
               {In Spongebob Narrator voice}  1 hour later……  
Finally! (y/n) though as she finally was able to get her food. She took it from the cashier as he gave her an apologetic look “I am so sorry about your wait” He bowed to her. “It's okay, don't worry about it!” (y/n) smiled at him, paid and left the little Cafe. (y/n) took her phone out of her pocket and turned it on and looked at the time. Oh God! I only got half an hour before the concert started and Ignis said she wanted to leave early so we could get a good seat. I better hurry up! (y/n) tucked her phone snugly in her pocket and started to jog back to her house. I wonder what band we were going to see. Ignis says that they make really good songs but I never heard of them. I hope it's worth it I don't want to get there and be disapon-
                                                            BANG!
owwwwww…what the heck did i just bang into, a wall? (y/n) rolled over onto her side and her head snapped over when she heard a groan coming from in front of her. Wait, it's a person I banged into?!?!?! How fit are they??? (y/n) quickly snapped out of her gaze when the person stood up-and holy he was tall. She bowed at a 90 degree angle and started apologizing furnishly. “I am so so so so sorry about banging into you i wasn't looking and-” “Hey stand up its okay it's also kinda my fault” the male said as he scratched his neck and she stood up and got a good look at him. He had grayish hair and was wearing a black hoodie over a pair of dark blue jeans along with a red sweater around his waist, and his eyes…..wow, They were a light brown color and they glimmered in the sun as if they were made of pure diamond. “Oh! It's okay…..” She said as she tried to think of a way to find out his name, little did she know that the pretty male was thinking the same thing. The pretty male looked down at something on the ground so she did the same only to see her food on the ground. Aw shuck I'm gonna have to go back and its probably super duper busy there. “Eh….. I'm really sorry about making you drop your food” Before she can say anything to the pretty male counties' “How about We exchange numbers and pick a time to meet again and we go to a cafa or a restaurant and I pay for your food?” The pretty male says as he tilts his head slightly to the side. Cute. Wait wait wait is he asking me out on a date??? OMG a pretty male i just met just ASK. ME. OUT?!?!?!!?!  Semi took her silence for anger or disgust. “Well we don't have to go if you don't want…..” the pretty male muttered as he rubbed the back of his neck. “N-NO I would love to!” she yelled, jumping slightly when she realized that he thought she was mad. “Okay good, can I have your number?” He raised one of his eyebrows. “Of course, here” She quickly took her phone out of her pocket to write it down. They exchanged numbers quickly and she realized that she was giving this pretty stranger her number, but they didn't even know each other's names. “I'm (l/n) (y/n)” she said as she bowed. “Semi Eita” he bowed back at her. She looked at her phone and gasped. “I really got to Semi-Kun, it was nice meeting you!” She called as she started to back away. “Bye (l/n)-Chan,  you too! She started to run to her house hoping that her mom and Ignis wouldn't get mad for dropping the food. 
She reached her house in a matter of minutes and unlocked the doors and called out to Ignis and her Mother. “Welcome back dear” her mother smiled at her, her (e/c) eyes brightened up as she saw her daughter but dulled when she saw that she didn't have a bag of food in her hand. “Hey (n/n) you got lost didn't you?” Ignis questions as she jumps down the stairs and walks over to (y/n). “Well actually I met someone…” she said as she bit her lip trying to hold back a smile. Ignis wiggled her eyebrows at her best friend “was it a booooooy?” now they even had her mothers attention. “Yes, Yes it was-” “come on tell us everything!” and she did.
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starlitsawamura · 1 year
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[ AVALANCHE’S RULES & REGULATIONS ]
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[ 001. DO NOT INTERACT ]
you must have an age indicator on your blog, if you’re under eighteen (a minor) do not fucking interact with me. i have no way of stopping you from reading my work, but don’t follow me.
if you don’t support dark content. if you’re a purist and are against aging up characters or have an inability to separate fiction from reality.
if you’re against people shipping themselves with characters or self-ships.
if you’re racist, transphobic, fatphobic, etc. if you’re a thinspo or pro-ed blog. if you support israel.
if you send anon hate to people (go touch some fucking grass, i can’t stress this enough.)
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[ 002. BEFORE YOU FOLLOW ]
if you’re a blank or ageless blog, you will be blocked. i’m very comfortable blocking people. if after reading this post, you don’t vibe with me, please hard block me. if you wanna break a mutual, hard block me. i don’t wanna have to guess if it was a glitch or not. no hard feelings if you hard block me, do what’s best for you and your safe space! on that same note, please don’t try to contact me and ask me why you’re blocked.
i age up characters to twenty-one or older. if this bothers you, please just block me. i don’t take requests, but i do take suggestions and inspiration.
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don’t ask me to be moots and don’t message me unless we’re moots. don’t ask me questions about my moots or their blogs. don’t bring discourse into my inbox, it’s gonna be ignored.
i swear a lot. i will probably post now and then about oui’d related shit because i’m a stoner. i have a dark sense of humour and it isn’t for everyone.
FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR . . . haikyu, jujutsu kaisen, my hero academia, and ff7. possibly kaiju no 8 and wind breaker.
CHARACTERS I WILL WRITE FOR . . . cloud strife, daichi sawamura, hajime iwaizumi, kiyoomi sakusa, miya twins, kotaro bokuto, eita semi, toji fushiguro, satoru gojo, kento nanami, ryomen sukuna, katsuki bakugo, and keigo takami. ( this will fluctuates very frequently! )
TOPICS I WILL WRITE FOR . . . breeding, choking, spanking, stepcest / pseudocest, praise, degradation, somnophilia, infidelity, corruption, virginity loss, sacrilege, age-gap (i.e. dad’s best friend or best friend’s dad), dubcon, and daddy & mommy kink. i also adore friends to lovers.
TOPICS I WILL NOT WRITE FOR . . . male reader, incest, cnc or non-con, yandere themes, gun play, knife play, watersports, scat, vomit, blood, gore, snuff, vore, mindbreak, infantilization, pegging, pet play, necrophilia, teacher x student age-gap, age-play or age regression, and beastiality.
AGAIN . . . if you cannot differentiate fiction from reality, you shouldn’t be consuming my content or the content i reblog here. please exit to the left.
find my masterlists under “white materia” !!
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[ 003. ANONS ]
EMOJIS
coming soon !
NICKNAMES
coming soon !
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sinfulcries · 3 years
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Okay more thoughts, Taking a piss inside of Semi Eita and using him as your personal urinal whenever you’re done cumming inside of him. He always tells you not to— That it’s dirty and embarrassing ! But you shush him, telling him that it helps clean the cum inside of him and for him to take it like a good little boy.
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toutallyahoe · 4 years
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Green-Eyed Monster ~ Semi Eita (Haikyuu!!)
Requested By: --
A/N: me: *wails about why Aone Takanobu is not getting love*
also me: *proceeds to write for Semi Eita*
anyways-- i decided to check out haikyuu!! and whoops! into this new hellhole i go! asgsjdjsjdnsjdnjsdb was honestly trying to write the third chapter of FLIRT but like, a certain bean wrote a thing for Koganegawa Kanji (here it is, please check it out) and i got inspired to write for haikyuu!!
i want to write for Aone and his thicc thighs but like, apparently the gremlins in my mind is still crying over having my internet stopped while i was about to watch the last episode of Shiratorizawa vs Karasuno match avshjdjsjdnsjdndnndbf
so yea, here's a pretty setter though because agshjsjdnsbfnsbfjsjdbdjbfb
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Eita narrowed his eyes as the usual scowl on his face seemed to deepen. The ash blond male with dark tips gritted his teeth in seething anger as he watched Kenjirō casually talked to [Name]. Granted, the [Hair color] haired male was the team's manager with past experience of playing volleyball back in his middle school, and that Kenjirō definitely has the right to talk to him, but Eita just didn't like it. He didn't liked it one bit.
Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Eita tried not to look at the two males who were chatting on the edge of the court and tried his best to nail another serve. Just because he wasn't the setter now doesn't mean he can slack off with his sets and serves. But as Eita practices, he would occasionally spare glances at the two males who seemed to be lost in their own little world and it brought a surge of bright seething anger into Eita's veins.
The ash blond didn't know why but it honestly pisses him off to see Kenjirō can just casually talk to the [Hair color] haired third year with blatant disrespect. [Name] didn't seemed to mind Kenjirō's actions though. But Eita? No, no he can not. The ash blond already harbors a very strong dislike at the second year setter for taking his place as the setter of Shiratorizawa's official line up. And now this copper haired second year is taking their manager's valuable time on assisting the other players to himself?
"Shit!" Eita angrily cursed as he has hit a serve to powerful that it went out of bounds from the sideline of the court. Clicking his tongue in annoyance again, Eita grabbed another ball from the ball casket and immediately went back to serving. The memory of [Name]'s smiling at Kenjirō who shrugged and seemed to snarkily reply at whatever the [Hair color] haired male was saying seemed to flash into Eita's mind and the surging anger in his veins returned. Throwing the ball high, the ash blond jumped and then smacking it hard with his dominant hand. The ball was out of bounds again and the ash blond male let a huff of anger.
"Oh? Is Semisemi having trouble?" The sing sang voice of Satori made Eita turned to glare at the middle blocker.
"Shut up," Eita growled at the red head who mockingly raised his hands in a mock surrender but that stupid grin on his lips was there. It honestly pisses Eita off because he knew the male wasn't going to relent on targetting him with his non-stop teasing now.
"Awe, is Semisemi having an off day?" Satori mockingly asked with a very obvious false worry in his tone. Putting his hands down, Satori looked at Eita then the direction where the ash blond was sparing glances whenever he served. The red haired male's lips twitched into a more larger grin as he saw a certain [Hair color] haired manager and a copper haired setter talking. "Oh?"
Eita did not liked that shift of Satori's tone. He did not like it one bit.
Satori turned to look at Eita who was glaring daggers at him then back to [Name] and Kenjirō's direction, then back to Eita again then shift to [Name]'s. It went for a couple more until Satori picked up the rest of the puzzle pieces and had put the pieces together. "Oh."
A cackle was bubbling inside the red head's chest as he connected the dots on why Eita seemed to give more powerful serves and getting them out of bounds or how the red haired middle blocker noticed earlier that Eita seemed to be looking at a certain direction and have a more prominent scowl on his face.
"Is Semisemi jealous that Manager-kun isn't paying attention to him?" Satori mockingly asked as he cackled at Eita's expression. The ash blond's expression twisted into one with horror then with deep anger, just directed to him. Ah, Satori enjoys messing with the ash blond so much. Semi Eita was so easy to read.
"Shut up! I am not!" Eita hissed as he angrily grabbed another ball and was about to continue his serve when he saw Satori seemed to be unbothered by his answer. Instead, the red haired male seemed to be conspiring something against him. Eita knew it and it is causing a bad feeling inside the ash blond male's stomach.
Satori saw the look of dread that Eita had, and Satori enjoyed it. Giving the ash blond a mischievous smile, Satori immediately turned away from Eita. The red haired did not mind the calls that the ash blond was giving to him as he happily skipped towards the direction of the [Hair color] haired manager who was happily talking to Kenjirō. Eita's blood ran cold when he realized what Satori was doing.
"Yoohoo," Satori sang as he skipped towards [Name]. "Oh Manager-kun!"
The said male stopped talking to the copper haired male beside him to turn to look at the one who had called to him. A look of confusion plastered on [Name]'s face as he saw the red haired middle blocker come towards him.
"Uh, yes Tendō-kun?" [Name] had asked as he smiled at Satori who had reached him and had gave a pout at the choice of calling him by his last name but then brightened up. "Is there something you need?"
"Oh, yes there is Manager-kun!" Satori purred with mischief laced in his tone. The copper haired male who was talking to [Name] awhile ago about doing serves turned to look at Satori and raised a brow at the red haired middle blocker. Kenjirō knew something was up but it was not in his place to say something. Besides, he doesn't have the energy to entertain this weird third year of his anyways.
"What can I help you with?" [Name] had asked with a smile. Satori seemed to brightened his grin at the [Hair color] haired male's response. Oh [Name]. Sweet, innocent [Name]... Satori sometimes wonders how the team came across with this [Hair color] haired male who, despite how large his height and stature are, was a huge softie with a heart of gold.
"Did you know?" Satori had asked as he took a quick glance behind him to see Eita stood frozen like a deer caught in the headlights. Eyes widen in horror as he watches the red haired middle blocker gave him a teasing grin. Satori took pleasure at the horror palstered in Eita's face. The ash blond's body was shaking it what seemed to be anger and Eita was desperately holding the volleyball in his hand hard. It was hilarious!
Looking back at [Name], the grin never left Satori's lips. The red haired male wasn't one to come into people's lives to destroy them... that often. But he was bored and that both of the coaches weren't here to yell at them for slacking off or anything since they were in a meeting, so, Satori had to find something to mess with.
So why not the ash blond male who was so very obvious of his displeasure at watching [Name] and Kenjirō talk? It was bringing him enjoyment to mess with Eita and also, who knows, maybe Eita and [Name] can actually hook up or something. After all, Satori was sure that Eita wasn't the only one sparing 'secret' glances at the other. So, it's like killing two birds in one stone!
With a being happy with his thoughts, Satori continued. "Did you know that a certain someone likes y-- ACK!"
"EH?!? SATORI ARE YOU OKAY?!?"
"Oh fuck, is Tendō-senpai dead?"
The red haired middle blocker did not get to finish his sentence as he was hit by a volleyball straight onto the back of his head. Hard. The middle blocker fell down to the floor in pain as both [Name] and Kenjirō looked at the culprit who threw that ball, only to see that it was Eita who was still in the position in the aftermath of a serve as his right hand outstretch to their directio and was looking like he wanted to murder the red haired middle blocker who was moaning how his head hurt on the floor.
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"What was that about?" [Name] asked, his tone willed with amusement as he turned to the ash blond male who had a blank look on his face. The [Hair color] haired male raised a brow at Eita who had his face turned into a scowl when he remembered earlier ago on what happened to Satori.
The ash blond had no choice really. He immediately just did a very strong serve straight into the red haired middle blocker's head because Satori pissed him off. And it was also to save him from furthur embarrassment from the [Hair color] haired male. But besides that, Satori was about to out him and Eita does not need that right now.
Of course, the ash blond was not let of off the hook by what he did and that when the coaches had arrived, coach Washijō (aka demon coach) had made him do a hundred serves as punishment. 'It was worth it though.' Eita had thought as he gripped the strap of his bag tightly. God, he hated Satori some times... most of the times...
Eita let out an angry huff as a taint of pink flush was on his cheeks as he turned to try and not let the [Hair color] haired male look at him. The two were walking side by side each other, having to be neighbors to their dorms and all. Eita took a quick glance at [Name] and saw that the male was still looking at him. Waiting for him to answer his question.
"It was nothing..." Eita has said as he turned to look in front of him. The ash blond tried to fight back the heat that was creeping in his cheeks when he heard [Name]'s laughter.
"Hitting Satori-kun in the back of his head with the intent to murder him was... nothing?" The [Hair color] haired male asked as his [Eye color] eyes filled with amusement. Eita only huffed at him and tried to look away. [Name] smiled at the ash blond's actions.
With a smile, [Name] took one of Eita's hands and intertwined their fingers together. The [Hair color] haired male sent a soft smile at Eita when the ash blond turned to look at him in surprise by his actions. Squeezing Eita's hand, the [Hair color] haired male turned to look in front of them.
"So, did Satori finally figured us out?" [Name] had asked as Eita rolled his eyes but let a hum leaving his lips. Ah, right. The two had been dating for already a month now. And so far, no one has known a out it since the two had decided to keep it a secret. Well, Eita wanted to keep his relationship with their manager in a down low for a bit because who knows what and how will the team react and how he will be teasesabout it. Especially from Satori. But it seems like the red haired middle blocker was seemingly close to be on to them. Or at least, Eita liking [Name].
"Probably," Eita said. "That guy's a monster anyways," the ash blond muttered in annoyance as [Name] heard his words and let out a chuckle.
"Well, he isn't the only monster here," the [Hair color] haired male has said which caught Eita's attention. Looking at [Name] and sending the [Hair color] haired manager a confused look, the ash blond only got a cheeky smile in return from [Name] as the male stopped walking which made Eita stopped aswell.
"Didn't think I didn't see you got visited by the green-eyed monster, did you Eita-kun?" [Name] had said as that cheeky smile still never left his lips. Eita's face flushed bright red at the [Hair color] haired male's words.
"I did not!" Eita weakly defended himself as [Name] only laughed at him. The [Hair color] haired male then came close to Eita and placed a soft kiss on the ash blond's forehead. His actions only made Eita more flustered and was yelling at him.
"Sure you do, Eita-kun."
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hanazuma-inactive · 3 years
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Hello, can i request with 2 characters? It's Semi and Ushijima with top male reader. Reader and Ushijima are couple. Their relationship is mostly Ushi being sub and will do anything reader told him to. Also reader a bit manipulative? Well it's easy for him to make someone do his bidding.
Reader told Ushi to touch himself inside an empty room while reader watching him and he order him not to cum without his instructions. Earlier that day, Reader told Semi to come to the room after school end and when he did appeared, he saw Ushi playing with his own body. The sight made him hard and reader whispering things that stimulate him more and usher him to mess up Ushi.
Reader enjoying the scene because he knew that Semi has feelings for Ushi and he's happy because he get a new toy to play with. After Semi cum inside Ushi, Reader pull him toward himself and pounding him hard till he collapse from the overstimulation. Also reader didn't neglect his boyfriend that's been begging him to fuck him and let him cum.
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wrapped around your fingers, (nsfw) ushijima x top!reader x semi
pronouns: he/him (FEMALE ORIENTED DNI!)
warnings: degradation, 3 some, hella manipulation, adultery kinda (?), daddy kink a little, there's also some dumbification and some random usual top reader kinks i slapped in there and publuc sex kinda me thinks
a/n: i love these types of request, dark but definitely fun to write, i lean bottom but this was still really 🛐
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"c'mon semi, look at your crush over there~ all riled up, touching himself, and begging to cum. won't you help him out a little?" you said pointing at ushijima, still with a vibrator inside his ass. 
"y/n, p-please stop… this isn't right and you know it."
"oh i know very well it isn't, but who the fuck is gonna come and stop me? certainly not you with that hard-on in your pants." 
you wanted to ruin ushijima more and more everyday, that's why you came up with the plan of completely breaking his mind with a particular someone else in mind. semi eita, one of the setters for the volleyball team. you knew he had a crush on ushijima ever since second year but ushi chose you over him. his feelings didn't die away and in fact it probably grew stronger than before. you wanted to take this chance to also mess with him a little, and see what kind of interesting scene will happen in front of your eyes. 
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bored, once again. it wasn't because you weren't satisfied with the relationship you had, you just simply wanted more risk and fun in it. ushijima is a very nice boyfriend even if he can be dense sometimes. he's obedient, especially to you. whatever you ask of him he'll almost always do it without fail. whether it was in the streets or in the sheets. the two of you were just out eating ramen till the filthy idea came rushing into your head. 
after going home, you told your boyfriend to wait for you in the storage room afterschool tomorrow and answer a video chat with only his video on. you whispered some questionable instructions into his ears and handed over him a small box for him to put in his backpack later. you told him not to open the box until tomorrow and he listened like a good boy. the rest of the night went on as usual but you were excited to see what will happen tomorrow.
during class the next day you continued to remind ushijima about last night and told him to make sure not to forget about what's suppose to happen later today. while you were enjoying lunch with your boyfriend you nearly forgot to inform the other person about this. you strolled in the semi's classroom casually and walked over to his desk finding him writing the homework that hasn't even been assigned yet.
"heyyy semi, how's it going?" you said with a sly look on your face. 
"oh hey y/n, i'm doing fine, do you need something?" semi said putting his pen down. 
"i was wondering if you had time afterschool today?" 
"i'm afraid not, i have something to attend to after school today, sorry about that." 
"are you sure you can't come? i would really appreciate it if you do, it's something quite important." 
"i really wish i could but i wouldn't want to push this off either-" 
"wakatoshi is going to be there." 
the air stiffened around the classroom as you saw semi tighten his fist. you knew he couldn't resist ushijima, and you didn't want to have to pull out this card either but he left you no choice. you can and will do anything to get what you want. semi turned his head but gave you a light nod in return. that was his signal of submission. 
"i'll see you 15min after school on the balcony~" you said with a smug look and your hands inside your pocket. 
the rest of your classes were so boring you nearly fell asleep. you wanted to get outta there and just carry out the rest of your plan. you were horny and you couldn't do anything about it, the thought of just fucking ushijima on his desk came into your mind a few times but was quickly brushed away after a while.  
you quickly left your seat after class after giving your boyfriend a kiss on the forehead and a small wink. you headed over to the balcony of the school while ushijima headed over to the storage room waiting for your video call. ushijima found out what you gave him in the little box and understood exactly what you meant. he loosened himself up and put in the vibrator at a low setting just like you asked. he then dialed your phone with nothing on but his shirt. 
"y-y/n, i did what you asked, is this good enough?" ushijima said with little moans coming out of his mouth. 
"that's it good boy, such a little slut for me aren't you?" 
ushi nodded his head while attempting to push the vibrator deeper inside him. 
"remember now, no cumming until i say so, alright darling?" 
"yes sir h-hah~" 
you let out a low giggle and put your phone inside your pocket on mute to greet the grey hair male in front of you. 
"hey semi, you're here." 
"yes, where is ushijima? i need to go soon." 
"woah woah what's the rush? follow me, i'll lead you to him."
semi was confused by what you meant but followed anyways. you led him to the storage room and told him to open the door himself. semi's heart began to race, afraid of what might be behind that door. his hands shook at the handle but eventually gained the courage to open it. he closed his eyes and pushed the door to see a heavenly sight he wouldn't even have seen in his dreams. 
ushijima was on the floor wearing nothing but a t-shirt, his eyes closed, moaning your name and playing with his nipples. you ordered him to not cum without your permission so there he is. left on the floor alone, edging himself, desperate to be a good boy for you. ushijima opened his eyes after hearing the door of the storage room creak. out of panic he covered his hard cock and sat up straight, only to find one of his best friends and his boyfriend standing in front of him.
"y-y/n? semi? what are you guys doing here?!" 
"aww look at you, following my instructions, good boy." 
"y-y/n! what is this?!" 
"hey darling, i never said you could stop, did i? now go on, keep pleasuring yourself, and if you do a good job i might just let you cum~" 
"y-yes daddy…" ushijima said as he returned to the position he was in before. 
"y/n! what are you doing! w-why did you even bring me here!" semi shouted out of rage. 
"c'mon semi, look at your crush over there~ all riled up, touching himself, and begging to cum. won't you help him out a little?" you said pointing at ushijima.
"p-please stop… this isn't right and you know it."
"oh i know very well it isn't, but who the fuck is gonna come and stop me? certainly not you with that hard-on in your pants." 
you were right, semi cock couldn't have been harder in his life. seeing his crush fucking himself with a vibrator and begging like a slut. he just couldn't control himself anymore. semi took off his pants and his cock bounced out of his underwear. he didn't even bother lubing himself up, he wanted to make ushi hurt, make him suffer for choosing you over him. while all of this was happening you were simply just an audience, enjoying the show put in front of you. 
"yah fuck you, fucking slut… such a pretty little whore for y/n over there huh? fucking take my cock bitch!" semi grunted. you could hear the rage coming from his voice and that only excited you more. 
ushijima was already out of breath, busy being fucked by semi. eyes rolled back, his tongue sticking out and his soft, overstimulated dick bouncing each time semi shoved further into him. 
you walked over to semi and whispered into his ear. 
"how good does it feel? to finally get what you wanted after so long." 
"shut the fuck up, a-ah you fucking bastard!" semi said as he came into your boyfriend, grunting and moaning out of anger. 
at this point ushijima was pretty much passed out but you haven't had your fun yet. while semi was trying to catch his breath, you quietly unbuckled your belt behind him and revealed your hard cock. you grabbed semi's hands behind him quickly and shoved your dick right into his ass, with no lube whatsoever. 
"a-ah! what the fuck y/n fucking- let me go! what are you h-hah~" 
"wow…look at you semi, just like your little crush over there you are also now getting fucked like a slut huh?" you said in a teasing manner. 
"fuck off a-ah… why are you doing this!" 
"oho? tired of playing nice are we? this is simply just payback, for fucking my boyfriend dumb. in return, i'm going to do the same for you~" 
if semi actually had the strength to fight back he would. however with the giant cock head hitting his prostate over and over again it makes it hard for him to even talk. you kept whispering sweet words into semi's ears telling him how good of a slut he is, fucking someone's brains out and immediately getting the same treatment. sooner or later you fucked the male onto the floor, ass filled with cum and so broken that he can't even stand up anymore. 
and there they were, both of your playthings, wrapped around your finger.
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gayfanservice · 2 years
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I have an idea! What if one of the guys (your choice!) Is a serial killer (can't be helped, you rewet my taste for them!🖤) and has successfully finished off another slaughter, but y/n, the lover he thought he had killed to start off this rampage catches him in the woods or an alley on his way home? Your choice what that revenge looks like~ -🖤
What can I say? I love (fictional) murderers
Blood/gore, descriptive death/murder
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(Y/N) hummed as the bathtub filled with water, steam rising as the mirrors fogged up. He heard the front door close, “Wakatoshi! I’m just taking a quick bath!” No reply was heard. (Y/N) shrugged it off, ‘Hard day,’ He took of his clothes, leaving himself in his undergarments as the door opened, “Oh, Wakatoshi, do you need something?” Wakatoshi stared at (Y/N), face blank, “Wakatoshi? What-” Wakatoshi gripped (Y/N)’s neck, choking him as he scratched at Wakatoshi’s arm. Wakatoshi twisted him, (Y/N)’s back against his chest, before plunging him into the water. Wakatoshi held (Y/N)’s head down as he struggled, bubbles coming out of the water. Wakatoshi sighed as (Y/N) stopped struggling, leaving him behind as he left.
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“Wakatoshi!” Satori opened his door, welcoming his best friend into his house, “What a surprise! You never do surprises. What’s the occasion?” He fixed them two drinks as Wakatoshi sat down. Satori hummed, “Not a talker today, eh? That’s fine, I have enough words for the both of us,” He laughed as he sat down the drink. Wakatoshi hummed, the blank look on his face never leaving, “Wakatoshi, Are you okay?” Satori noticed the scratch marks, his eyebrows forwarding as Wakatoshi stared into the cup, “Wakatoshi?” Satori placed a hand on Wakatoshi’s knee, flinching when his wrist was harshly grabbed, “Hey- Wakatoshi?!” He panicked as Wakatoshi tackled him to the couch, his throat closed from the pressure of Wakatoshi’s hands.
“Wa- ack!” Tears pricked the corners of Satori’s eyes as he scratched at Wakatoshi’s hands, saliva forming at the corners of his mouth and dripping down his his cheeks. The tears fell down his face as his best friend strangled him, the feeling of betrayal causing him to choke out a sob. Wakatoshi watched with a blank face, watching as Satori’s face turned blue and slowly stopped fighting. He gave one last pressured push, Satori’s head flying back as he stopped moving. Wakatoshi slowly let go, watching as Satori’s head turned to the side as he relaxed into the couch. He felt no remorse. The rush of another kill gave him adrenaline; the same kind he got when he spiked a ball past an enemy teams blockers.
He stood up, glancing at Satori’s limp body before walking out of his house. The night chill gave him a good feeling, walking around with his hands buried deep into his jacket pockets. The strangers passing in a blur, Wakatoshi not giving a second glance to anyone. He spotted Eita at a cafe, a bag in his hand as he walked out with a smile. Wakatoshi followed Eita, swerving away from the few people ignorant enough to watch where they were walking. Eita turned to a closed off area, only occupants that live there use the street. Wakatoshi followed, closing up on him and pulling him into the alley, “Wha- Ushijima?! What-”
Eita was cut off as Wakatoshi threw him to the ground, getting on top of him and wrapping his hands around Eita’s neck. Eita choked out as he kicked, wiggling his body to try to get Wakatoshi off of him as the feeling of fear ate away at his heart. He scratched at Wakatoshi’s hands, opening the previously closed wounds and creating new ones. Eita stared into Wakatoshi’s eyes, the wild look furthering the fear as tears gathered in his eyes. Wakatoshi slammed Eita’s head on the cement underneath him. He continued to slam him into the ground, stopping when he noticed Eita no longer struggling and the dead look in his eyes. He let go, Eita’s head bouncing as it harshly hit the cement.
Arms wrapped around Wakatoshi’s neck, putting him in a headlock as he gripped at the arms, “Miss me, bitch?” He froze as (Y/N)’s voice filled his ears, “Bet ya’ did, huh?” He threw Wakatoshi to the ground, straddling his back and pushing his face into the ground. Wakatoshi grunted, his face getting scratched as (Y/N) pushed it harder against the cement. (Y/N) harshly pulled his hair, the cold metal of a knife touching Wakatoshi’s neck. He took a sharp breath, “Better breath, bitch. It’ll be the last,” The knife flew across Wakatoshi’s Adam’s apple, blood spraying out of his neck as he gasped and choked. Tears filled his eyes as he felt the knife burry in his back, his vision going black as his oxygen deprived brain gave up.
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This was a fun one!
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translytherins · 3 years
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*[Y/n] being educated by Tendou on memes and Gen z phrases*
Tendou: Okay, so when someone says something cool, you have to respond with lit.
[Y/n]: Why lit though?
Tendou: No clue! Don't ask questions!
[Y/n]: Okay then...
*The Next Day*
Semi: Hey [Y/n]. Can I tell you something?
[Y/n]: Hmm... Sure
Semi: I like you
[Y/n]: That's pretty lit
Semi:... Is that a yes or no?
*Tendou who overhead them*
Tendou: That's not how you use it [N/n]!!
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letshaikyuu · 4 years
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may i request some pillow talk HCs with Ushijima, Semi and Shirabu? 🥺 feeling especially soft tonight. Sweet dreams, love!
𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 // 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
𝐚/𝐧: this is so cute and I'm soft now too omg
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: none!
𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: ushijima wakatoshi, semi eita, shirabu kenjirou
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❀ 𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢
Intimate moments like these usually happen after he comes back home from a tournament or when either of yours insecurities hit and he just needs some well-deserved cuddling. Ushijima loves to have you on top of his chest and nestling your head in the crook of his neck, feeling your soft breath on his neck
"I really missed you," you'd start, fingers running aimlessly through his hair as his grip on your body tightens. "You were gone for so long Toshi..." He'd sigh, "I know I was, but I'm here now." Even though it's literally called 'pillow talks', he's not much of a talker to begin with, so he basks more in the silence and the occasional chit-chat
He dislikes staying up late because his morning routine starts early, but he doesn't mind staying up tonight, listening to you talk about your day - talking that's returned with the occasional humming from Ushijima. You two end up staying like that, till the darkest hours of the night, falling asleep in each other's arms at the crack of dawn 🧡
That was the first time Ushijima skipped his morning run!
❀ 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐚
Pillow talks happen more often than we'd think with Semi. Although he's always tired because of his work, he's used to staying up late and falling asleep in the morning hours. This night, he'd come back home rather later and plump himself onto the bed beside you. You'd smile at the sight of his tired face and rub your thumb over his cheek
"Tough day?" He hums in reply, "dead tired." You manoeuvre him, so that his head is nestled in the crook of your neck - basically, he'd be the little spoon because he enjoys it at times. "I love when you play with my hair like that," you hear him sigh out in relief, moving his head so you have more access to his fluffy hair. "You should really redye it, babe," you giggle out as he groans
"You can do it. I trust you with it." It's soon after that the conversation grows still, the silence overpowering while your hands still toy with Semi's hair and ingrown roots. Even like this, he looks so beautiful, you think to yourself as soft snores start emitting from him. You close your eyes, scooting as close as possible to him; and, soon enough, you fall into deep slumber as well
In the end, Semi does let you touch his hair and he actually likes it 💕
❀ 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮
You can rarely get Shirabu to come to bed when he's too invested in his books, but you end up doing it somehow. He'd grumble at first, not knowing why you pulled him onto the bed suddenly when he had a lot of work to do. "I have to finish this befo-" "You can do it in the morning Kenji, just rest a bit." You cut him off, snuggling into his side making him confused
"You spend way too much time studying, it's not good for you." He sighs, becoming fully aware of the tiredness of his body. He turns around, facing you as he settles into a more comfortable position. "Just 5 minutes and I'm going back to studying," he says softly, kissing your forehead and closing his eyes. "Thank you for worrying about me."
You give him a quick peck on the lips before closing your eyes as well. Shirabu doesn't end up going back to his books, too comfortable with having you by his side and the feeling of a nasty headache going away. He cracks one eye open, gazing at your sleeping figure before smiling. He kisses you once again, before falling asleep as well
He wakes up refreshed and ready to conquer another day 🧡
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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @masako55, @tiggyybee
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suckmybigtoeoikawa · 3 years
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Chill days with Semi
MasterList
(Listen to the song while reading) what would chill days with Semi be like?
For the others : Atsumu, Kuroo, Suna
Gender Neutral <3
Warning: slight angst
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You and Semi were still fuming from the argument you guys just had. Just today you and Semi went on a date. The waiter was flirting with you and Semi wasn’t having it.
“Why are you mad at me I didn’t do anything” you exclaim
“Exactly, you didn’t do anything” Semi said back
“I didn’t even realize that he was flirting with me, I’m sorry Semi what do you want me to do?!”
“Ugh” he angrily walk into your living room and you separate into your shared bedroom
-30 minutes later-
You were scrolling through your phone trying to calm down and it was working pretty good too.
You hear a soft knock at the door
“Come in” you say and Semi walks in
He lays next to you on the bed and looks up at you
“Something you wanna say?”
“sorry”
“I’m sorry, what? can you say it louder please?”
“Sorry”
“Semi, I just don’t understand why you were so upset”
“.. me neither, I guess I was scared, I don’t want you to leave...me”
“Semi come here”
He crawls over to you and hugs you. He lays on top of you as you guys cuddle. Silently watching the view and Semi listening to your heart beating.
“Y/n”
“Yes, Semi”
“Can you promise me that you won’t leave me”
You smile
“I promise, nothing in this world would make me leave you”
You feel him smile on your chest
“But semi”
“Yea, y/n”
“You gotta promise me that you will trust me more, it hurt seeing that you didn’t trust me”
“Of course”
He leans up to kiss you on the lips
“I love you”
“I love you too”
이 밤을 통째로 훔쳐간 그대 난 또 쉽게 잠들지 못해 I'm addicted to your love No, without you, sleep no more
(Translation: You who stole the whole night I can't fall asleep easily again I'm addicted to your love No, without you, sleep no more)
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MasterList
AHAHAGAHQJAHAIQJ MY HEARTTTTTT
I hope you enjoyed that story 🤍
Please like, comment what you think and follow
Have a great day 🤍
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nex-ture · 3 years
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Semi x Reader
Pronouns- They/Them
Requested by - sakuraxblossom on AO3
"You want to paint my nails?" Semi confusingly looked at the person staring into his eyes. "I think it would look really pretty on you!" [Name] told him as they grabbed Semis hands.
"Alright then, do what you want," He smiled sweetly to [Name]. [Name] was excited to finally have a calming time with his boyfriend.
[Name] grabbed purple nail polish from the bathroom. When he came out Semi was turning on a movie to watch while [Name] did their thing.
He decided on an old horrible horror movie. [Name] sloted themself infront of their boyfriend and began to paint his nails. As he watched [Name] curiously from time to time he would make small comments.
"Did you choose this color because it matched my olde volleyball uniform?"  [Name] slowly nodded as to not mess up.
Once [Name] finished Semi held his hands up to get a better look. He thought they looked beautiful. "Thabk you [Name]," He smiled to the other in the room.
Semi patiently waited for his nails to dry so he could settle down for the night. He was almost an hour into the movie when he agreed within himself that they were dry.
He then stood up and grabbed some blankets. He sat down next to [Name] on the couch and wrapped the blankets around them.
He held [Name] tightly as they finished the movie. Semi and [Name] slowly fell asleep in eachothers embrace.
It was a very easy and peaceful night. They needed to have more nights like this
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